Swordmaster’s Youngest Son - Chapter 772

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Chapter 772,

Chapter 190. Malliet Heister’s Legend (2)

Whoa!

The magical wind formed by Valeria gently wrapped around the two of them.

The two landed on the floor leisurely and adjusted their clothes.

“Is pushing it like this the beginning of a Tradition Trap? It’s an interesting monster. Same goes for your ancestor named Maliette.”

Valeria nodded and put her hand on the wall.

As if he wanted to directly touch the legacy left by his ancestors.

The walls were made of crystal-clear ore, and magical energy subtly flowed through them.

It was something she would never have done if she had been Valeria in the past and had come here alone.

You never know what traps might trigger if you put your hand on the wall.

But now, no matter what happened, Jin was there, so there was no problem.

Jin read her psychology and was pleased.

“The atmosphere here is a bit different from the lore sites I’ve visited so far.”

“how?”

“Traditional sites in the past have usually exuded a sacred aura that makes you feel solemn from the moment you enter. But here, I feel like someone is watching me playfully.”

“okay? Contrary to the fact that the battlefield was notorious for being vicious, Maliette must have been a good person for some reason.”

In his previous life, Jin had never heard the name Maliet from Valeria.

In other words, this place was a lore that Valeria in her previous life could not find.

‘Besides the communication device that Jen Rutber made, I hope there is something else that can be of great help to the teacher. There are probably records and magic left behind by Malliet.’

Looking around, I saw a short drawn road.

At the end of the road there was a fork in the road.

“It’s a fork in the road from the beginning. Which way shall we go?”

Valeria lightly waved her silver pine staff to form a record window.

The idea was to look at the records as to which way was the right one.

However, the last record left in this space was more than three hundred years old, and there was some kind of obstruction.

“It seems that Maliette’s ancestors have taken measures to make it difficult to look through the records.”

“It means you have to take a picture.”

“Let’s go left first.”

As the two entered through the left entrance, an ominous noise came from far away.

The sound and vibration of something like a huge lump of metal rolling at high speed.

Coo-gu gurrureuk-!

It was actually an iron ball the size of a young dragon’s torso.

If you have enough combat power to barely beat Honka, it would be best to turn around and run.

Jin reflexively clenched his fist to break the iron ball, then remembered Honka’s words.

So instead of breaking the iron ball, I spread my palms and stopped.

thud-!

The iron ball stopped moving and there was a heavy noise.

“The slope of the road the ball rolled down is quite steep. Does this seem like a device that intentionally forces you to proceed to the right entrance?”

said Jin.

Valeria was thinking the same thing.

The two left the iron ball and went out and entered the right entrance, but it seemed that a lower level trap than the iron ball had been activated.

All it took was a few stones.

“I think so. If you deliberately force them to choose the easier route, this is more likely to be the real path.”

I decided to turn left again and enter.

Jin opened the way by pushing the iron ball up with brute force.

And about halfway up the road, the two of them noticed a hole in the floor.

It was a hole that the iron ball could never fall through and that a person could fit through.

“Isn’t it like a shortcut?”

“Yeah maybe.”

After falling through the hole, a vast common landscape was revealed at once.

And the two immediately recognized that this cavity was a space used as a kind of ‘battlefield’.

The floor, walls and even the ceiling were full of traces of battle.

The traces of magic, starting from the sword marks, were marks that looked like something had been scratched.

[Guuuu Intrusion reached… 3 minutes… 24 seconds. Record breaking. Average 78 hours and 13 minutes. Very exorbitantly fast. A superhuman level or stronger…]

This time it was a golem.

Jin and Valeria turned their heads in the direction of the golem’s voice.

I saw a golem similar to a person of the same size as Jin, moving awkwardly with flashing yellow eyes.

’78 hours? If you don’t have the ability to take shortcuts, does that usually take that long? It doesn’t even look like a biological golem, but it has this kind of judgment and intelligence?’

I had never heard of such a golem in my previous or present life.

[Honka… Check for survival. No damage to the lore site. A red-haired, completely magical body. Hester. check. The highest armed level 1 hostile does not apply.]

The golem gave out a slow, slurred voice.

Chee-yi-!

Suddenly, runes appeared all over the golem’s body, and tremendous magical energy began to be released.

Jin was more surprised by the golem’s intelligence than its magic power.

[The successor, the final test… begins. Cry out if you feel like dying. Surrender.]

Right after the golem finished speaking, transformation magic of a form he had never seen before began pouring out.

Jin and Valeria formed a shield at the same time, not to avoid getting hurt, but to check the golem’s magic.

The fact that a golem could use such high-level magic was surprising.

The golem told them to surrender if they were about to die, but the two of them watched the transforming magic with a comfortable mind for a while in the protective shield.

It was possible because Jin was there.

If he was an 8-star knight or wizard, he would never have been able to avoid the struggle, and there was a high possibility of defeat at the end.

“Your ancestor was an amazing person.”

“I’m in shock too.”

Honka said that she considered the traps set by Maliette as works of art, but the golem must have been the best among them.

“Is this magic… a transformation of the winds of hell? Changed the flow appropriately. The point at which the mana is released is particularly surprising.”

“It is also impressive that it is set to be cast together with the repeating flame jade. And seeing as the casting speed is at the level of a super-simultaneous chant holder, he’s probably shooting the magic stored in the runes.”

“Storing magic in runes… It’s theoretically possible, but how can you store this much high-level magic?”

“It’s impossible in the way normal wizards use it. I think it’s a variant of record magic. It gave records the property of storage.”

As Valeria said, all of the golem’s magic was used by Maliette in her lifetime.

Malliet ‘recorded’ her magic to the golem.

“Recording and saving… If we can make this into an alliance technology, all the knights in the alliance might be able to fight like magic swordsmen. Even if you don’t even have 1-star level magic, you just have to use the stored magic at the right moment.”

Surprisingly, it was Valeria, not Jin, who said that.

Jin looked at Valeria’s profile with his eyes wide open.

Jin suddenly remembered that he liked seeing Valeria’s side profile like this in his previous life.

“Of course, it won’t be comparable to a real magic swordsman like you, but the fighting ability of all knights will be greatly improved. If we could study it, it would be as great a discovery as the communications device we were trying to find.”

Like that, the two of them talked for about 10 minutes under the shield.

By that time, the golem’s firepower was noticeably weaker than the first, as if it had run out of stored magic.

[871 magic consumed after 10 minutes and 32 seconds. 0 effective hits. The test… is over

.

When Jin and Valeria removed the shield, the golem raised its left hand on its chest to show its respect.

[Follow me. It’s time to see the master’s world…]

Jin and Valeria walked along the golem and couldn’t take their eyes off its back.

Looking closer, the much more elaborate and complex build quality stood out.

After a few minutes, I saw a huge door that reached the ceiling.

[We will inform you in advance.]

“What? Is it something to keep in mind?”

[There is a dead person who overlaid himself in the lore and recorded it inside. They are previous passers. The condition is unstable, but it is harmless, so you can rest assured. Nor is it your future. If you don’t make the same choice yourself.]

“Are you by any chance a person named Jen Lutver?”

Valeria asked, and the golem nodded.

What was written in the letter was not a metaphorical expression, but a literal expression.

[Yes, and Theben Heister.]

“Theben Heister…that was the name of the ancestor who wrote this letter. okay. But what’s your name?”

Kurur…!

The golem didn’t answer and placed his palm on the groove in the center of the door.

Then, a magical reaction occurred across the door, and brilliance arose.

Beyond the door that slowly began to open, the end of the lore was revealed.

A vast open space like the sea on a sunny day and hundreds of blue dots floating in it.

Each of those dots was a record window.

Like Golem’s expression, they are the essence of the records left behind by Malliet, which can be called ‘Maliette Hester’s world’.

Valeria instantly became pious, but before she could fully feel the emotion, she heard a new voice.

[Oh oh! A person is a living person! And new!]

[A descendant has finally arrived…!]

It was the voice of Theben and Jen.

They had ghostly, hazy features, but they had such excited expressions that they could be recognized from a distance.

Valeria first bowed her head to them and showed her respect.

I wasn’t too embarrassed because I was used to meeting the dead these days.

“Nice to meet you, sir. This is Valeria Heister.”

“This is Gene Runkandel.”

Theben and Jenn smiled broadly and immediately asked the two of them a question, instead of an answer.

[You guys!]

[Did you guys do elephant noses and all those weird things when you came in here!?]

It’s not a question you would ask to a new person you’ve met in 350 years, but it seemed like a very important question to Jen and Theben.

Golem looked at Zen and Theben and touched his forehead.