The Count’s Youngest Son Is A Player - Chapter 10

Episode 10

When Raoul turned and gestured, green blood spurted out from the corpses of the surrounding orcs.

Whirring~!

The blood that gathered in the air and formed a sphere was soon sucked into the leather pouch that Raoul was holding.

‘It’s telekinesis…’

I’ve seen it countless times over the past three weeks and am now used to it, but the first time I saw it, I was shocked.

Even to the residents of Connect who were accustomed to magic, the superpower was a surprise in itself.

Jake sighed as Raoul, who had packed his pockets, disappeared between the trees.

“Wow, our Confucius doesn’t rest even for a moment. “I didn’t come to Mira for this!”

“You must have worked so hard to become this much stronger in such a short period of time. If you don’t work hard, Confucius will catch up to you sooner or later.”

Jake shrugged his shoulders and stuck out his snout at Phillip’s harsh words.

“Ah, I don’t know. “This isn’t escort or training… I don’t know why I have to deal with monster corpses!”

As he said, Jake cut the orc’s bones and peeled off its skin with the wooden sword he had already taken out.

‘A no-nonsense bastard.’

Philip, laughing, also took out a small wooden dagger from his pocket and swung it towards the orc’s body.

Ugh.

The half-moon-shaped energy that flew through the air split the orc’s skin straight.

‘It’s half a month. ‘It’s useful.’

As I practiced with the wooden sword as instructed by Prince Raoul, I felt like I was quickly getting used to it.

‘Did you say that you have to raise your proficiency level to intermediate level to learn the next skill book? What do other skills feel like?’

Philip’s dagger moved a little faster.

The four skill books he had received as a gift from Raoul were not leaving his mind.

* * *

“Whoa. Is this the end of this quest? “I was so stuffy I thought I was going to die.”

Because of the quest related to the skill book, I had to catch monsters with only my fists.

Thanks to this, the hunting time became longer and the fatigue was considerable.

‘But I’ve definitely gotten stronger.’

The skill book had a deceptive passive attached to it.

An incredible effect where all skills are strengthened in proportion to the number of skills recorded!

Although it was a replica, it had the power of a mythical item.

The currently applied melee skill enhancement effect alone is a total of 15%.

It was fun just imagining how much stronger I would become if I broke the seal and collected more skill books.

Wow.

Raoul looked down, shaking off the blood from his fist.

There lay the corpse of an Orc warrior, one head larger than the other Orcs.

“Let me see, what came out?? Oh, this is a C-rank [War Cry] skill book!! “Rare grade Orc warrior gauntlets have also been released!”

Since it was a field boss monster, the rewards were richer than regular orcs.

Although he only appeared once a day, he was a very nice guy who gave me a DC rank skill book every time.

For the past three weeks, Raoul has been hunting field monsters like crazy.

The first thing I faced was a level 20-30 monster [Red Mane Wolf].

Even though each one was not very strong, they were difficult monsters to deal with due to their habit of moving around in groups.

I caught a goblin hunter who reached level 30.

Although he travels alone, when a battle breaks out, he sounds the flute to summon his comrades.

Usually, the trick is to catch them quickly before they blow the flute, but Raoul deliberately called his colleagues and took care of them all at once.

And what I hunted after reaching level 40 were Orc soldiers.

It was a monster with the combat power of a sword user despite not being able to use mana.

Their intelligence was also considerable, so if they formed a group, they were such a difficult opponent that an army would have to step in to fight them.

However, as expected, he was not an opponent for Raoul, who had become stronger.

‘It’s level 46. It took longer than I thought. Still, I might be able to hit level 50 before I leave.’

It was time to check the quest window, remembering the schedule that was not long in coming.

“There’s a problem, Raoul.”

Bernard’s cold voice came through the guild communication.

“What’s going on? “Did you fail the quest?”

Raoul asked calmly, as he couldn’t think of any problems that would arise in Mira.

“The guild members are caught up in a dispute. The situation doesn’t seem to be very good.”

“What? where are you?? Tell me in detail!!”

Raoul left the body of the orc warrior and started running towards the city.

“In the back of the 3rd square, Count Randall and his group are beating up guild members. It is said that all three princes and 15 guards of the Earl of Randall are gathered here.”

Raoul’s face was momentarily distorted.

‘These crazy people! I tried to pass over quietly, but I ended up having an accident!!’

“All members gather in front of the 3rd square immediately!! “Just wait and don’t touch anyone until I arrive!!”

Raoul’s angry voice echoed throughout the guild communications.

* * *

Count Randall. Like the Earl of Ashton, it was one of the five great military families of the Kingdom of Leuven.

However, unlike the Earl of Ashton, which was recognized as a prestigious sword family from the beginning of its founding, it was not long before the Earl of Randall was incorporated into the Five Great Sword Families.

This is because the kingdom’s four great samurai families were reorganized into the five great samurai families as the current head of the family, Count Hudson de Randall, ascended to the level of sword master.

There are several ways for an emerging shamanic family with a short history to firmly establish itself as a prestigious family.

Taking the time to consistently produce great articles, establishing a major that is recognized by everyone, or trampling on competitors, etc.

The Counts of Randall found the answer in the Counts of Ashton.

Although it is a prestigious family, its fortunes have begun to decline due to the lack of sword masters in recent years.

And among the five great samurai families, it is the most politically oriented and easy-going family.

Because that was the Earl of Ashton they were looking at.

Thanks to this, clashes between the two families broke out throughout the kingdom. Of course, most of it happened due to the squabbles of the Randall family.

It’s still being resolved without any major problems, but it’s hard to think that will continue to be the case.

Moreover, most people expected that the winner would be the Randall family. There was such a big difference with or without the Sword Master….

The three young nobles who were staying in Mira. The thoughts of those who were collateral blood relatives of Count Randall were not much different.

Ramon, the oldest among them, spoke up.

“I should have destroyed a few people a long time ago. “If we just leave it alone, those arrogant Ashton guys are going to set it up.”

Push shot.

“Kaaak!!”

A young soldier who had been stabbed in the heart screamed.

Ramon licked the blood that had spattered on his face with his tongue and pulled out the sword he had stabbed.

“So you should have listened to me, brother. Then I would have been able to enjoy this fun game a little longer…”

My cousin Jerry, who was standing next to me, said as he also thrust his sword between the eyes of another soldier.

“But didn’t your great grandfather tell you to be self-reliant? “The reason I ended up here in the first place was because of an accident.”

Kale was the youngest who spoke carefully, but the Morning Star he was holding was already covered in someone’s brain and blood.

Moreover, the corners of his mouth were rising and fluttering, showing no sign of reflection at all.

At that time, the voice of a knight trainee lying on the floor covered in blood was heard.

“What are you guys doing?! What did we do wrong? “Wow!”

Cale hit the knight trainee on the head with the Morning Star he was holding. Then he squatted down and spoke to the smashed head piece.

“Your very existence is a nuisance. Why did you have the misfortune of crawling in here and setting it up? ok?”

At that time, the young soldier whose heart had been pierced exhaled again and screamed.

“You will regret it! “Our Confucius will not leave you alone.”

Ramon sneered as he cut the young soldier’s uvula with his sword.

“Haha. Please come quickly. Anyway, we also have business to attend to that little boy. Anyway, it’s fascinating. “You really come back to life even if you keep killing them, right?”

“I told you so, right? So let’s kill this little boy named Raoul too! “I’m not really going to die anyway.”

When Jerry shouted excitedly at the sight of blood, Cale spoke cautiously.

“I heard that the samurai within the Free City made an agreement not to point their swords at each other… What if I mess with the direct lineage and a problem arises later?”

“Who cares? What are they going to do if we say we never did anything like that? No, if you think about it, isn’t it a good thing? At this point, all we have to do is step on the Ashton family, which is just a shell, right? In fact, you might be praised by your great-grandfather!”

The two younger brothers also thought that Ramon’s words were plausible.

Because the Ashton family always took a step back when an argument broke out, there was no opportunity to step forward.

There was even an expectation that if he did well, his probation would be lifted and he could return to his territory.

The reason they did it in the first place was simple jealousy.

The group who arrived in Mira before Raoul stayed in an inn, not an official residence.

They were only in their 20s and had no titles, and were collateral nobles of the count family. It was obvious that there was no reason for the mayor to give him an official residence.

My meeting with the mayor ended with a brief greeting when I first arrived in the city.

But what about Raoul?

Upon arrival, it was rumored that not only did he stay in the nicest official residence, but he also dined with the mayor almost every day.

Naturally, they couldn’t help but feel that they had been ignored.

Moreover, for some unknown reason, those subordinates were walking around claiming to be carrying out requests from the citizens of Mira.

Thanks to this, his reputation was increasing day by day. This was the exact opposite of the people who spent their days gambling and drinking and harassing citizens.

‘At first, I put up with it because there were a lot of them, but…’

After listening to the reports of my subordinates, I learned that most of them were young and that they even left weapons lying around in the city.

They said there was no reason for them to be at a disadvantage as they were accompanied by only 15 knights.

‘The guards won’t come for a while. Since this has already come to an end, should we try killing this guy named Raoul about thirty times? Just hearing the last name Randall makes me shiver. Hehe.’

Since they had already bribed the guards, there was enough time.

Ramon flirted with the idea of tormenting Raoul and once again tried to hit the soldier with his weapon.

Right then!!

There was a loud bang and Ramon’s head shattered into pieces.

“…!!”

Patter. dump.

Ramon’s body fell to the floor helplessly, his brain fluid splashing everywhere.

For a moment, the hall was filled with silence.

“Bernard. Take them to the temple. Then go to the mayor and tell him to make sure no one comes here from this hour. good!”

Had it been rescued before I knew it? Raoul handed over the three limp men to Bernard and turned around.

And he glared at Count Randall’s trash with cold eyes that felt like a cold wind.

“Philip. From now on, no one can escape this place. “You know what I mean?”

“As you commanded!”

Philip bowed his head in response to Raoul’s instructions and gave a hand signal. Then, the members surrounded the surroundings in unison, waving the cloak of the Earl of Ashton.

“Balgeom!”

As Phillip shouted, the crew simultaneously took out large swords from their inventory and pointed them at the enemies.

Saaaa.

An indescribable and bloody energy oppressed the knights of Count Randall.

‘You’re walking around without a weapon? Where on earth did that sword come from??

‘Is this really the kind of momentum that non-knights can produce??’

The thought spread through their minds that something was wrong.

However, wherever you go, there are bound to be people who cannot understand the atmosphere.

“You crazy bastard!! “How dare a bastard with no blood on his head touch a blood relative of Count Randall?”

Jerry shouted, pointing his finger at Raoul.

“I guess the Ashton family teaches you to start with punches? Well, it’s obvious that this is what weak people do. “You coward!”

In addition, even Cale made a loud noise.

For fear that someone might think they were of the same blood, neither of them could understand the situation and were extremely shameless.

But Raoul didn’t even look at them. I just take out a bastard sword from my inventory and swing it around.

Raoul immediately pointed his great sword forward and spoke.

“I clean up here by myself. “Don’t let anyone interfere!”

“Are you okay?”

Philippe asked calmly. Then Raoul answered lightly, as if it was obvious.

“There’s no need to get a lot of people’s hands dirty cleaning up the trash.”

(Continued in the next part)