The Count’s Youngest Son Is A Player - Chapter 192

Episode 192

“Hoo. “Are you Soldier Raoul?”

“nice to see you. “I am Raoul de Ashton, the third son of the Earl of Ashton and lord of the First Estate.”

When I first met Marquis Fidel de Greer, he had a very strong impression.

The tanned skin tanned by the sun and the white beard combined to give a completely different feeling from ordinary nobles.

Despite his age of fifty-eight, his entire body was a mass of muscle, and the energy he felt was also significant.

Moreover, even though it was November and winter was approaching, the Marquis was greeting Raoul wearing only a short-sleeved shirt that partially exposed his chest and tight shorts that clung to his lower body.

‘I feel like I understand why the two families get along so well.’

I wondered if the Marquis’s smile would have been even brighter if his older brother Dylan had come here instead of him.

“okay. I heard your story has been shaking the kingdom lately. Although I didn’t see it in person, it was a very heart-warming story. ha ha ha.”

The Marquis took a moment to talk about the rumors in the kingdom about Raoul, and Raoul responded with appropriate humility.

“So, how is your father? “I guess the news didn’t get through properly because the door was locked.”

“Thanks to your concern, I have recovered greatly. “Now he has returned to training.”

“is it. Thank goodness. “Only if such a courageous friend endures will this kingdom not be shaken.”

Marquis Fidel and Raoul’s father, Count Melvin, seemed to be quite close.

He briefly reminisced about the past, telling the story of his adventures with Count Melvin in his youth before continuing the family line.

“…But I never thought I would not be able to see your face for such a long time. “I hope to have a meeting with the Count sometime soon.”

“All right. “I will tell my father and we will try to fix the time.”

“okay. It must have been hard to come this far. “Please make yourself comfortable during your stay.”

“Thank you for your consideration.”

I thought the conversation would end like that, but the Marquis’s eyes turned to Raoul’s back for a moment.

“Are the knights behind you your subordinates?”

“Ah, the introduction is late. They are helping me with my work now, but they were originally classmates and my friends at the academy. “Greetings.”

“hello! Greetings, Dalton de Templeton, Chief Knight of the First Order.”

“Oh, if you are Templeton, are you a blood relative of Master Swordsman?”

“You are my grandfather.”

“I didn’t know such a precious guest. “Looking at you, I feel confident about the future of the dukedom.”

The Marquis patted Dalton on the shoulder and exchanged well-wishes.

And the next one is right away.

“…My name is Ken. “I hold the position of senior knight of the First Knights.”

“…Right.”

Ken made eye contact with the Marquis for a moment.

But then he turned his head slightly and avoided eye contact.

The Marquis hesitated for a moment, patted Ken on the shoulder a couple of times, and then slowly turned around.

“You have some really great friends. “I hope we can work towards our dreams together.”

That was the end of the meeting with the Marquis.

* * *

“Do I have to go out?”

Ken asked Raoul with a slightly dissatisfied expression.

“uh. “You must go out.”

“Ha, you know my situation so well, but do you really have to do this?”

“huh. “I really have to do this.”

Ken looked at Raoul, who was grinning as if wondering what was the problem, and for the first time it occurred to him how obnoxious he was.

“You know this is not just a friendly tournament. What are you going to do if the rumors really turn out to be true?”

Ironically, when the territory war stopped, the eyes of the powers seemed to be focused on the marquis’ tournament.

According to the information brought by Kane, not only the Marquess of McNeil and the Count Randall, but also powerful families who had been holding their breath all gathered together to celebrate the Marquis’ birthday and participate in the tournament.

The reason was because of a rumor that was secretly circulating.

– The winner of this tournament could be the son-in-law of the Marquis Greer.

In other words, it was said that he could be the husband of the Marquis’ only daughter, Kaylee (Ken), but when I checked it myself, it was not true.

The Marquis of Greer.

“I never put forth such conditions. However, if he is strong enough to win the tournament, I might consider him as my son-in-law.”

This was the answer, and in fact, there was talk going around within the Marquis that it was a fait accompli.

Ken, who heard this, was angry and said, ‘That will never happen,’ but you can’t know what happens to people.

It is unknown how long she will be able to live while hiding her identity and ignoring the marquis.

‘Anyway, this mother is in a bit of trouble.’

The Marquis of Greer had two wives.

The eldest, Mrs. Jeongsil, gave birth to Sean, the eldest son, and Kaylee, the eldest daughter, but they died of illness when they were young.

And his second wife, the current Marchioness, gave birth to two sons.

Of the two brothers, the eldest was sixteen years old, the same age as Raoul, and the second was fourteen and will reach adulthood next year.

The problem is that the two brothers’ qualifications are below par.

Although he was gifted physically, he lacked patience and perseverance, so his achievements fell below the average for his peers.

So, when Sean, the eldest son, went missing, there was talk about whether it would be better for Kaylee, rather than them, to take over as marquess.

Although I guessed that maybe there was a reason why Kaylee hid her identity and ran away from home.

‘After so many years, you still want to sell your daughter. ‘Should I call it persistent or persistent?’

Kane’s investigation revealed that the source of the rumor was the Marchioness.

Perhaps the idea was to remove an obstacle that could hinder my sons’ succession to the title, but…

“That’s foolish.”

“yes…?”

“No, I was just talking to myself.”

Don’t you know that you could end up attracting a wild cat into the house?

Of course, it will be cut at the Marquis’s level, but if that happens, the Marquis’s reputation will be in jeopardy.

At that time, Ken spoke in a slightly sharp tone.

“If you’re that worried, you can participate in person, right?”

“hmm? I? That’s a bit illegal. And since it’s already come to this, wouldn’t it be better if Ken stepped forward?”

Through this tournament, Raoul planned to announce that the Marquis’ lost spear skills had been restored.

However, if he were to display it himself rather than Ken, a blood relative of the marquess, there was quite a bit of potential for problems to arise.

But Ken didn’t seem to like Raoul’s answer.

“Oh, you are so great!”

After saying one word, Ken went out with a red face.

“Did I do something wrong? Or were you teasing me too much?”

Josh sighed and said to Raoul, who was confused.

“Haha, it seems like no one is perfect. Those who cannot read women’s hearts are living without knowing half of the world. “I’ll just go out now.”

As Josh left the room, Raoul scratched his head.

“What do you mean?”

* * *

The argument over Ken’s participation in the tournament ended the next day.

The reason was because some people applied to participate in the final tournament.

“In the Randall family, the fourth son, Rafael, applied to participate.”

“Haphael? “Is this the Haphael I know?”

“Yes, he is the man I met in Turium.”

Those eligible to participate in this tournament were citizens of the Kingdom of Leuven under the age of 30.

Preliminary trials for general participants were already underway, and the kingdom’s prestigious families were given the right to directly advance to the finals.

“As far as I know, isn’t he… already married?”

“Yes, I already have two wives.”

“Have you seen this XX guy?”

Raoul cursed without even realizing it.

It is said that the head of the family, Earl Randall, had nearly ten wives and dozens of children, and his son was doing the same thing.

Moreover, Rafael was the one who had observed the blood clan rebellion in the capital in the past and ran away after being embarrassed by his eldest brother Dylan.

‘I never thought we’d meet again in a place like this.’

“Two people competed in the Marquis de MacNeill, one of whom is said to be Fabien de MacNeill.”

“Is that really true!!”

Before Raoul could react, Ken next to him jumped up and shouted.

“Fabien de McNeill is currently 24 years old. He is the youngest son of the current head of the family, the Marquis Clifford, and is said to be greatly favored by the marquis. What’s special is that he was a classmate at the Academy with Prince Sean de Greer, the successor to the Marquis de Greer….” “

That’s enough. “Because I know what he’s doing.”

“How can I…!”

Ken was shaking with his fists clenched as if he had been shocked.

“Well, a villain who can’t even be compared to Haphael has appeared.”

As we live, we sometimes encounter realities that are more like fiction than fiction.

The guy who personally drove his brother Sean to death is shamelessly trying to take his younger brother.

‘It’s worse than a third-rate screenplay.’

Maybe he participated in the tournament just for fun.

Deep inside, they are probably laughing at the Marquis characters who can’t even guess the cause of Sean’s death.

“I will participate in the tournament.”

Ken’s growling voice was heard.

“Well, I already decided to do that. …but don’t kill him. “Because this is not the place to cut off his head.”

Ken made eye contact with Raoul and nodded quietly.

“And Sir Josh.”

“Yes Master.”

“I have applied to participate in this tournament, so please prepare.”

“Oh, am I participating too? “Please leave it to me!”

Raoul assigned the two tickets given to the Ashton family to Ken and Josh.

He had no intention of getting involved in the children’s fight now, and because of the ominous premonition piercing his mind, he decided to stay by the Marquis’s side.

And the fact that not only Raoul himself but his subordinate knights gained fame was also the same as raising his status.

‘It’s going to be a fun tournament.’

Raoul’s eyes sparkled as he looked at the two knights with conflicting moods.

* * *

Before the finals of the tournament, a celebration to celebrate Marquis Fidel’s birthday was held first.

The large hall of the marquis castle was large enough to accommodate hundreds of guests.

“This is Baron Teln’s second son, Jeremiah. “I wish you a very happy birthday, Marquis!”

Representatives from each family came to the marquis, who was sitting at the head table, and gave them congratulatory greetings and gifts.

Seeing that dozens of families came to visit us even though we were not invited, we couldn’t help but think that prestigious families were different.

Just as cold water has its upper and lower ranks, greetings were carried out starting from families with lower titles.

‘I guess it can’t be helped because the value of the gifts I prepared is different.’

If expensive gifts appear from the beginning, wouldn’t it be a burden for the families who will greet them later?

It was a fun experience to enjoy the banquet and see the special products and treasures of each territory that are rarely seen.

The long sequence passed and Raoul’s turn came.

Raoul headed to the center of the hall accompanied by Josh, who was carrying a gift.

“On behalf of the First Viscount and the Earl of Ashton, Raoul de Ashton would like to congratulate His Excellency the Marquess on his birthday.”

After a brief exchange of good words from the Marquis, Raoul’s gift was finally revealed.

Click.

The antique box was opened and what was revealed was a folding trident.

“Hoo what is that?”

“This is a trident that was specially made at the request of the family’s craftsmen. “It’s made from an alloy of the Armored Scorpion’s tail, which only appears in Gate, and mithril red steel.”

Raoul held one of the spears in the middle and slightly injected mana into it, and the separate spears automatically merged into one spear.

And a subtle blue pattern appeared above the combined window sills, attracting attention.

“Although it is weak, it contains the energy of water, so I think it is a window suitable for a marquis facing the sea.”

Raoul held the spear with both hands and handed it to the marquis, who looked impressed when he held the spear.

“It’s great. It can truly be called a masterpiece.”

Above all, it seemed to be well liked by the Marquis because it embodied the trident, the Marquis’ emblem.

Raoul approached the happy marquis and spoke in a low voice.

“I will give you the real gift after the tournament ends.”

The Marquis looked as if he was puzzled as to what that meant, but he couldn’t answer his curiosity because he was behind in the order.

‘You might be surprised.’

A real gift prepared by Raoul.

That’s because it was part of the family’s spear skills that were lost in the Marquis.

(Continued in the next part)