Swordmaster’s Youngest Son - Chapter 827

Chapter 827 Chapter

208. The Barmal Union did what the Barmal Union had to do (4).

When the red owl completed its space jump, the scenery that appeared was a beach full of the Milky Way. The area where Jin, in the past, went to meet the contractor of Olmango after becoming a horseman in the kingdom of Shucheron.

“Ugh… It looks like there’s nothing left to regurgitate. Damn leet bastard! Are you scorning me like that…?”

“I worked hard while thinking of you while I was busy, but don’t be like that Murakan.”

“Next time I go to the Garden of Swords, I won’t leave it alone… Really.”

Murakan looked at the tavern on the beach with a drawn face. A warm orange light was dimly illuminating the surroundings. It was a pub where Jo Geobi, a contractor from All Mango, worked.

And now the tavern was occupied not only by Ormango, but also by Katam and Ox Telpen. The safe area they asked Jin to go to is this bar.

Jin and Murakan looked at the tavern and fell into memories for a while.

Memories of the first vacation together with Tikan colleagues and the opening of the second tomb of Temar, sealed in a giant clam in the sea, and the memory of meeting Sarah were coming to mind.

“Oh Jin-kyung!”

[Jin?]

[It’s Jin!]

All Mango’s contractor Jo Geobi and Oaks (God of Frames) and Telpen (God of Pencils) greeted Jin. The three of them were playing a card game.

“long time no see. How are the gods?”

“Hello.”

[Mu Murakan!?]

[Murakan!?]

“Ah stop being surprised when you see me! Aren’t you crazy about the old days now?”

[Hmm. That’s right.]

[I heard that you’ve almost regained your old strength. Congratulations.]

“Thank you.”

Ox and Telpen smiled shyly. And Jin looked at the two gods curiously.

‘Gods whose authority is so low that they can manifest freely without a contractor…’

Ox and Telpen were literally miscellaneous gods among miscellaneous gods. Some scholars even classify them as spirit creatures or special creatures rather than gods.

‘Do these people actually have special abilities like Olmango-sama?’

At the moment of curiosity, Jogeobi rolled his eyes and called out Mango.

[jin! It’s Jin! Did you bring crispy crispy Litra cookies…!]

“Because I heard about Katam at Geomhwangji, I couldn’t bring them yet, Mr. Olmango. By the way, Tikan must have been sending quite a few cookies on a regular basis.”

[Huh… There won’t be any cookies left after these guys came. Since the number of mouths has increased by three, you need three times as many. Thanks to that, he says he only eats fish and shellfish.]

“Anyway, whenever I see a man called the god of shells, he just sings cookies. I have the best spirit.”

[Your god won’t like it very much Murakan. Solderlet’s friend must also want to take something other than aura?]

“Let’s assume that’s the case. Anyway, I have some business with a nobleman who is a new artist or something, so let’s finish it quickly. this body is busy Come to think of it, I can’t see only that man.”

[Katam is working with a contractor in the room over there.]

Katam was the only new god here to have a contractor.

“work? what work?”

[What kind of work will the painter god do? Of course he will paint. So wait a bit and touch it while working…]

Suddenly! Murakan suddenly opened the door before Olmango finished speaking. The entire interior of the room was plastered with picture boards and picture hooks, and among them, a man and Katam incarnated could be seen struggling.

“Aaaaaagh! What are you doing? I begged you not to touch me while I was working!”

[Who, what kind of idiot did this? I was freaking out about dying. Aren’t you afraid to live the wrath of the gods… Mu Murakan? Hey mango. Is this friend Murakan…?]

“…Jin-kyung?”

As soon as the man and Katam saw the two of them, they softened their anger and relaxed their expressions.

“Sir Ayu Jin. If you had told me in advance, I would have gone out and waited. Oh, sorry for looking weird for a while. I’m a bit sensitive during work, so I don’t even know Jin, and I made this mistake. I was just drawing the Garden of Swords.”

The man was Billy Katam’s contractor.

[That’s nice. Murakhan I am Kaytam, the God of Painters. I don’t know about you, but I had a close relationship with Solderlet… and I’m a god who did his important favor. So don’t hit me

because I screamed a little bit in surprise. ] I was in a bit of a hurry because I wanted to go home quickly.”

[No no. I don’t care. I am the one who called Jin and you. Rather, I called and didn’t even greet you properly. Yes… but this bastard! If you are Murakan, then everything? Do you know how hard I am right now!? Fucking Ziffle guys are plagued by demon stones or something. My best masterpiece suddenly went wild as if it had a plague. Do you guys know this feeling!] “Ke Katam

. Calm down.”

[Let go, let go! Kill him today and I’ll die too!]

Seeing that, Murakan was shocked.

“Oh yes. Whether a god is weak or strong, he must have a temper like this. If you know who I am and still can’t get over it, here’s the cold water (Ol Mango gave it to you). That’s right, drink it all the way.”

[Whoa! Sanity is back now. Please understand, Murakan. If I touch it when I’m like this, it turns a little.]

“That can be. I’ve seen art gods do that a few times in the past. But why did you call the kid and me?”

[Because of my greatest masterpiece.]

“A masterpiece?”

[Yes, it’s a work I put my all into. It was so perfect that even I, a new artist, could never draw it again…]

Tears welled up in Katam’s eyes. Murakan naturally patted him on the shoulder.

And from the moment Jin entered the studio, he could not take his eyes off the works filling the walls.

I was overwhelmed by the indescribably beautiful paintings and was stunned for a while. Landscape paintings, portrait paintings, even abstract paintings scrawled like graffiti. It felt like my eyes were wide open and my mind was on edge wherever I looked. If it wasn’t for the painter’s god or the contractor, he would never have been able to paint like this.

“Everything here looks like such a masterpiece, Katam.”

[These are mere rubbish compared to the child.]

“What kind of work is it?”

[This is the piece.]

What Katam pointed to was the piece she and Billy had been working on just now, and it looked like a painted blackboard.

Perhaps because he saw his skills, it seemed that there was something profound hidden in the black painting board.

“Isn’t it just painted black?”

[It’s bound to look like that in your eyes. However, this is not just a painting, it is a space.]

“A space?”

[Yes, Murakan. The space depicted on this drawing board can only be recognized by me and Billy. Also, it was a space where only I could come in and out, only I could edit, and only I could control…]

“Tell me to understand.”

[This painting means a sub-space commissioned by Solderlet.]

“Are you saying it’s Temar’s tomb?”

[Yes, to be precise, it is a painting that was used as Temar’s tomb. Solderlet moved the Temar buried here to another place shortly after. And this work completely belonged to me…]

Murakan felt sorry for the fact that Solderlet had left arrangements for Picon and Olmango in the past without his knowledge.

But not now. He believed that the day would come when he would understand his will naturally as he approached the truth with Jin.

“…keep talking.”

[Solderett didn’t tell me much. As with Olmango, there was no prophecy that the promised contractor would appear after a thousand years. But Solderlet said that with a weary face. Unlike other tombs, this burial was not caused by Ziffle’s pursuit, so you can rest assured. Zipple doesn’t know that I helped him.]

Zipple had no idea that Katam helped Solderlet. If he had known, he wouldn’t have disappeared and he wouldn’t be meeting Jin and Murakan right now.

“Didn’t Solderlett explain why he moved Temar?”

[does not exist. Perhaps it was a consideration to keep me from getting caught up in it. Even when I first asked for a drawing, the solderlet seemed to be in poor condition. I also accepted the request because it was an opportunity to draw a masterpiece, but I did not want to get involved in your war. It’s embarrassing, but I was afraid. As the god of painters, I just wanted to bless the painters.]

“Is it because I recently guaranteed Katam-nim’s safety that you have a change of heart?”

[There’s no reason for that, but to be quite honest, it’s because the work suddenly broke recently. And if it gets worse than it is now, the things I put in my work from a thousand years ago will completely disappear. Before that happens, I felt that beings with the right qualifications should take a look at it.] The

‘beings who deserve to see the work’ that Katam said were Solderlet or those closely related to it. Only Jin and Murakan Misha are eligible.

“To put things from a thousand years ago into a painting. You, like Mango Mango, were hiding great abilities. Is that the case with Mr. Ox and Telpen too?”

[We don’t have that kind of thing, Murakan.]

[Yeah, we just make Katam’s picture frame and sharpen pencils.]

“I see. So, what did Mr. Keitam include in his work from a thousand years ago?”

[The problem is that I don’t remember that. Until recently, even the smallest elements were clear, but it became difficult to recall right after the work was contaminated. But it is certain that it was about you, Murakan. That’s why I called Jin as soon as I heard the news about you.]

“It’s a story about me…”

“Ka-Tam-sama said the work was suddenly ruined and he couldn’t remember the contents from then on. If so, it’s likely Zipple’s fabrication of history, but isn’t Zipple unaware that Katam-nim helped Solderlet?”

[It is highly likely that this is not a history manipulation, Jin. As I said before, this work is a masterpiece to which I gave my all. Since the work itself is closely connected to the mental world, if the work is damaged, there will be problems with my memory.]

“Now I understand roughly. So, me and the kid go inside the painting and check before things from a thousand years ago get ruined further, right?”

[Yes.]

“Wouldn’t it be better if we found out who damaged the painting in the process?”

[Exactly. If you find it, give me a very quick verse.]

“Okay, that’s easy. We can go right in, so get ready.”

[…It won’t be that easy, Murakan. There are guardians I drew in the picture. Originally, it was a picture to be used as Temar’s tomb. And since the guardians are pictures, I have depicted them very strongly at will.]