Swordmaster’s Youngest Son - Chapter 401

Chapter 401,

Chapter 119. Geomhwangseong banquet (6)

Geomhwangseong central battle arena was known to be the largest in the world.

It was also a place that people could not normally visit unless they were from Hiran’s family.

Foreigners who entered the training ground swallowed in vain without even realizing it at the absurdly wide and long training ground.

In the middle of the arena, the knights of Hiran were lined up.

When Ron gestured, the knights split left and right and blocked the audience.

The audience seats were filling up quickly and in an orderly manner.

Jin and Lata faced each other in the middle of the arena, and Ron took his place between them.

Even though there were so many people gathered, not even a single breath could be heard. Everyone just wanted the person they were rooting for in their hearts to win.

“Lata Froch Jean Runcandel.”

“Yes Sir Ron.”

“yes.”

“I don’t know what the background is between the two. However, as a senior warrior and the owner of the Geomwang Castle, I have to give you one piece of advice.”

“Please tell me.”

“Please refrain from maiming or killing your opponent. Anyone who violates this will have my sword face to face.”

It was actually a story about Lata. Even those who did not know the circumstances between the two could tell that Lata was showing one-sided hostility.

Murder at a banquet was strictly forbidden, even at a party on a single bridge in Runkandel.

“I will keep that in mind.”

“There will be glory for the winner and learning for the loser. I expect it to be a great fight worthy of my grandson and those gathered here.”

As Ron stepped back toward the audience, a knight hit the huge drum on one side of the arena with all his might.

Doo Woo-!

It was the signal for the start of the duel. And before the sound of the drums disappeared, Lata stretched out her bow.

Like Fay, he also uses twin swords.

jjwoong-!

The two blades and Sigmund engaged, and there was a deafening noise in the head.

‘I expected it, but it’s quite heavy.’

A crack formed in the hard floor the two stood on. Among the audience, those who did not know that the battleground was strong enough to break the battlefield from the beginning were inevitably surprised.

“Since he is a lot older than me and his reputation is high, I thought he would give me the player.”

“Because I don’t like him enough to be generous with him.”

Jin smiled.

“Well, this is the right picture if you look at it purely as an act of inaction, regardless of seniors and juniors or unknowns.”

At those words, Lata couldn’t be more angry.

I felt it as soon as I mixed the sword.

‘The rumors about the rampage in the Garden of Swords… it wasn’t a lie.’

The blades of the twin swords ‘ghosts’ trembled at Jin’s mighty energy. The shiver that followed from the trembling of the sword passed through Lata’s back in a cool way.

strong.

Lata originally thought Jin survived because he was lucky or because his men made a mistake.

Even if he left behind his younger brother who secretly participated in the mission, he believed that there was no way he could fail because ‘Grimall’ was guarding him.

But it wasn’t.

‘In the first place, it was something that me and my direct subordinates had to do. Or, I had to recruit only captains like Grimoll.’

I underestimated the weight of the name of the 12th jockey.

Although not known to the public, in the past, Lata fought and won against another rider in Runkandel.

Kwang Kwaang Kzik!

The three swords continued to mix, causing an explosion.

I admit that Jin is strong, but that doesn’t mean Lata’s anger has subsided.

Also, he still judged that he couldn’t lose to Jin. Lata was also a person who had defeated countless strong enemies she had met so far, without missing a beat.

Even the enemies who seemed like they could never win finally fell to their knees. The future of the Runkandel 12 riders in front of me was no different.

On the other hand, Jin couldn’t feel that deep emotion while dealing with Lata.

Even considering Ron’s strict order not to kill the opponent, Lata’s sword didn’t feel very threatening. Even though the twin swords brushed in front of his nose or stabbed his ears every moment.

‘…Did I only fight against enemies that are too strong these days?’

It hadn’t even been a month since they fought with all their strength against the entire Runkandel.

In that fight, Jin passed the death penalty several times, which meant that he had overcome that much wall of growth.

as it were.

Jin’s sword has matured even more than before. It contains insights that cannot be achieved at this age, and has a depth that even those who have reached the state cannot easily read.

The trajectory of Lata’s sword movement seemed to be foreseen.

“Looks like the 12th Horseman of Runkandel is being pushed back.”

“It’s still too early to pass the ghost captain.”

Those who did not reach the state predicted the outcome like that.

However, the warriors who saw through the flow of the fight were barely hiding their surprising hearts.

“Is that really the 12 Horsemen?”

“At this rate, the ghost captain will surely be defeated.”

In the midst of mixed evaluations, Ron was convinced.

It’s as if Jin and Lata are already living in another world.

‘That devil-like guy has already risen to the ranks of superhumans… The ghost captain has a pretty great potential, but he’s still staying in the world of criminals.’

The weakest criminal, the strongest superman.

It was such a fight. Apparently, Jin is taking a backward step, but that’s not because he’s on the defensive, but because he can take the attack with ease.

Ron turned his head to look at his grandson.

Unsurprisingly, Dante looked almost stunned, as if he had become a believer who had accepted God.

‘You might feel jealous or competitive, but are you just excited about your friend’s achievements?’

It was a strange feeling.

Dante had thought that he was the only person in the world who gave such a look. In fact, as a child, Dante always looked at Ron that way.

He had regarded it as the final destination he had to reach.

The moment I thought about it.

Suddenly, Ron realized one of the biggest differences between Dante and Jean.

‘Jin Runkandel, that devil is unlike my lovely grandson…’

There is no end point.

He must have recognized Shiron Runkandel, his father and the world’s strongest knight, as just a ‘wall’.

You must be thinking that the pole you need to reach is somewhere beyond that.

When I realized that fact, goose bumps ran through my body.

It’s been a long time indeed. What did you feel when you saw other people fight?

Squeak-!

A stream of blood suddenly drew an arc in the air.

It was Jin’s blood. The ghost with the twin swords cut the back of Jin’s hand. If it had been a little deeper, my hand would have been cut off.

Jin hurriedly widened the distance.

It means that in Rata’s eyes it looked like that.

‘Shouldn’t I rather dig in and raise the number of victories, 12 jockeys!’

The twin swords ghost fell in a dead line. It seemed that Jin, who had already lost his posture, would not be able to avoid the sword.

cut

no it should have been cut The moment the twin swords ghost scratched the air, Lata felt as if the world’s clock had stopped for an instant.

‘No, it must have been a perfect distance…!’

In the next moment, the only thing that Lata could see was a dot.

It was the tip of Jin’s knife. I couldn’t understand at what point he had fired such a sharp stab.

Fit!

Drops of blood splattered from Lata’s cheeks. Right before Sigmund could reach him, he turned his head to escape his anger.

That evasion was also a miracle that only a warrior like Rata could do.

But Lata knew.

‘I stabbed him in the face on purpose so that I could avoid fatal wounds.’

The face is, of course, one of the worst spots in a fight.

However, it was also the easiest body to protect. Even if you turn your head a little, you can deal with most of the attacks directed at your face, even if you bend your body slightly.

Because of this, there were more cases in which warriors’ fights ended with fatal injuries to other parts than the neck or face.

If Jin had aimed for the heart, not the face. No matter how he responded, he would have suffered an injury that would have forced him to win.

Kudos…!

My teeth trembled with humiliation.

“Do it right, Jean Runcandel.”

“What is the problem this time?”

“The face on purpose…”

“I aimed at the face because I thought it was safer than the other side. If you had targeted the heart or abdomen, Lata-sama would have fought back, even risking death.”

It wasn’t a lie.

In that case, Jin might also get some kind of injury, and one of them would surely die or suffer damage equivalent to that.

“And if I do it right, Lady Lata won’t survive.”

indignantly.

That didn’t sound ‘arrogant’ to Lata. It just sounded like a natural evaluation of a person obviously stronger than himself.

“At least in this arena, that is what it means. If this was a battlefield or my sleeping quarters, the story might be different.”

The significance of the Ghost Corps’ existence is not in the one-on-one duel between knights.

A group of mercenaries that specialize in taking out stronger opponents efficiently. Rata was its chief.

This does not mean that an individual’s strength is diminished, but it is unavoidable when the opponent is not good.

For a while, the two looked at each other silently.

Some in the audience were reading it as a new exploration match, and some were reading it in silence, acknowledging victory or defeat.

And Lata felt ashamed.

There was no shame in losing. The fact that he did not know his opponent’s skills and started a fight like a thunderbolt was not shameful.

It was embarrassing that he had a smaller bowl than the youngster in front of him.

Jin saved my younger brother who had come as an assassin, and he hadn’t asked too much about him yet.

Lata barked like a frightened dog in the hope of getting her brother back.

While stillness flows.

Jin suddenly felt a tremendous energy emanating from Lata.

‘It was a look that gave in to victory or defeat?’

Lata was thinking the same thing as Jin. It means that a dangerous energy is spreading from Jin, not from himself.

So Lata was about to tell her to slash one part of her body with the mind of a warrior following the result.

I thought it was natural for Jin to be angry.

However, that dangerous energy was neither Jin’s nor Lata’s.

It was starting right under their feet.

“damage!”

“Avoid!”

Realizing this, the two screamed at the same time.

The next moment, the whole floor of the arena cracked and something huge rose up, and Ron had already drawn his sword and was ready to stop it.