The Count’s Youngest Son Is A Player - Chapter 194
Episode 194
“Waaah!”
“Prince Fischer! “Please show us the power of the Marquis of Greer!”
“Fisher! Fisher!”
Cheers and cheers erupted from the stands.
The person who appeared as Ken’s opponent was Fischer de Greer.
Among Marquis Greer’s participants, he was the only one to advance to the quarterfinals.
“Prince Fischer is quite popular.”
“yes? Because he is the one who stands out the most among the new generation of the family. Personally, he is my nephew and student.”
“We already said hello a few days ago. “He seemed like a nice person.”
After the first day’s banquet, Fischer personally came to Raoul’s lodgings.
The reason was that he wanted to apologize for the rudeness of his cousin Travis and talk to Raoul, the protagonist of the rumor.
It was a short meeting, but I thought he was a very polite and smart person.
His skills were also amazing for his age.
Beginner of expert intermediate level.
Even if you only got to the expert level in your twenties, you would be considered a genius, so if you were in the intermediate level at twenty-three, you must have been a great talent.
‘So you must have become the next Marquis in your past life. But…’
The Marquis was looking down at Fisher with a very proud expression.
Then, when he realized that the other person was Ken, his expression changed to a slightly troubled expression.
“Who are you planning to cheer for?”
When Raoul asked mischievously, the Marquis cleared his throat.
“Hmm, maybe this match will be of great help to Ken. “Fisher has already inherited most of his family’s spear skills.”
The Marquis seemed to think that Fischer would win.
Well, it was reasonable to think so since Ken had only shown expert-beginner level skills.
‘Honestly, the level difference is too severe for Ken to participate in a tournament like this.’
Who could even imagine?
Even though she is only 18 years old, she has already reached the level of expert level with the body of a woman.
Although it is thanks to inheriting the essence of the family’s progenitor, Jeremiah, in Zeinak’s dungeon, isn’t luck also a skill?
Raoul was secretly looking forward to seeing how the Marquis’ people would react when they found out about her true skills.
* * *
Tong Tong! visor!
The spears collided on the training ground and sparks flew.
Since both sides used long spears that were close to 3m long, the 30m by 30m training ground seemed narrow.
Before we knew it, mana spheres were rising from the windows of the two participants.
‘Is it too much to fight with basic spear skills?’
Ken sighed inwardly.
Because I didn’t want to reveal my identity in any way, I only used the basic spear techniques of the First Knights rather than my family’s spear techniques.
That was enough in previous games, but now it seemed like the limit had been reached.
‘Fisher, your skills have improved a lot, too.’
My relationship with my cousin, Fisher, wasn’t that bad either.
When I was young, I used to hang out with my older brother Sean and my cousins.
But that didn’t mean I could lose here.
Even if it’s just to meet the next person.
“It is a spear technique that is faithful to the basics, but if that is all, there seems to be no point in continuing this fight.”
Fisher distanced himself for a moment and spoke politely.
Of course, it didn’t mean surrender, but rather bring out what you were hiding.
“Whoa.”
Ken sighed and finally made up his mind.
“Then I will treat you properly as well.”
And Ken showed off a unique gripping method of supporting the spear with his left hand and pressing down with his right hand around 2/3 of the pole.
A unique nose-holding method that points the spear blade toward the ground at shoulder height.
That was Marquis Greer’s spear technique [Fury Wave].
“As expected, he was from the original family!”
Two people taking the same stance towards each other like decalcomanie.
There was an uproar in the audience as well.
Murmur.
“Who is it?”
“Was there anyone else in your family who became an expert at that age?”
“Why the First Knights?”
Among the curious people, some sharp-eyed people seemed to have figured out her identity.
‘no way…?’
‘The daughter of the Marquis of Cayley…?’
Leaving behind the commotion in the audience, Fisher began to move in earnest.
“Then I will go. “If you’re from the original family, there’s no need to take matters into your own hands, right?”
Phew.
Fisher’s spear vibrated violently, and wind containing mana rushed around his spear as if it was swirling.
Whiuuung.
And it was the same with Ken’s window.
Fisher twitched his eyebrows and stabbed a series of spinning spears at Ken.
“Tahat!”
Knock knock!
Kwakwagwa!
A vortex of mana reminiscent of a small waterspout collided and shook the training ground.
Ken was precisely stabbing Fisher with the blade of his spear, neutralizing the attack.
“indeed. Then how about this!”
At that moment, Fisher’s spear shook up and down and extended from left to right.
Grumble.
A blue mist-like energy flowed from his spear and swayed below his waist.
“Oh oh! “It’s a great wave!”
“The Mana Blade transformation is so natural! “Fisher, after all.”
Fisher’s spear was shining blue as the marquis’ blood relatives and knights exclaimed in exclamation.
“This is a dangerous technique, so try to avoid it!”
Sigh!
Fisher’s spear flew towards Ken in a small circle.
And as if following the spear’s guidance, waves of undulating blue mana surged up to the height of his height.
‘Hueup.’
Ken, who was not shaken by the daunting attack and calmly caught his breath, grasped the spear tightly in an instant.
Boom boom!
In the blink of an eye, a wave of blue mana similar to Fisher’s appeared around Ken’s spear, which cut the air crosswise. and.
“hot!”
pop! pop! pop! Pubububung!
Waves of mana began to shoot out along Ken’s spear, which was thrown from left to right as if drawing a crown.
The difference between the two is that Fisher’s is one big wave.
Ken’s was a little smaller, but it was a wave of waves that continued to roll.
Jump up!
All the characters of the late author who witnessed the scene stood up with their eyes wide open.
“Could it be that?”
“Is this really ‘that technology’?”
And the winner of the two waves that collided was Ken.
Fisher’s wave, which somehow survived the second wave, collapsed in the third wave.
“Ugh! “Ugh!”
Despite Fisher’s efforts to hold on somehow, the wave of mana that engulfed him caught him struggling and threw him out of the training ground.
“S winner! Ken of the First Knights!”
When the referee’s decision was made, Ken quietly put down his spear and went down to the training ground.
Fisher, who was pushed out of the stadium because he was probably in shock, did not even think about standing up for a while.
And the crowd’s excitement showed no signs of stopping, as if they didn’t even have the spirit to cheer.
“Are you saying that what I just saw wasn’t in vain?”
Naturally, Marquis Fidel could not hide his agitated expression.
The last technique Ken demonstrated.
That’s because it was one of the Greer family’s visions of spearmanship that were lost decades ago.
“How did this happen? “Why does that kid have that skill!”
“Just calm down for now. And I think we need to do something about the audience first.”
Only after Raoul spoke calmly did the Marquis come to his senses.
“How can an outsider know the vision of the original family?”
“Shouldn’t we catch him right away and make him confess?”
“But is that really a lost technology?”
The atmosphere in the audience was scary.
Since the restoration of the lost spear technique was also the wish of the marquis, some people were already giving off an uneasy aura.
“Everyone be quiet!”
The Marquis stepped forward and calmed the audience.
“… Matters related to this will be handled by the main family, so that no one moves personally! Let’s proceed with the leader tournament!”
“Yes, Your Excellency!”
It was only after the Marquis spoke that the atmosphere in the audience calmed down.
But it seemed like the questions stuck in their minds would not be easily answered.
“So what happened?”
The Marquis asked Raoul, but Raoul just smiled.
“I’ll tell you once the tournament is over.”
“Huh, really. hmm? “Is this the ‘real gift’ you mentioned a few days ago?”
“Hahaha, why don’t you put aside the fun for a while and enjoy the game? “We are participants in a duel for the Marquis, so wouldn’t it be pitiful if you didn’t look at them properly?”
“Okay. “You’ll have to tell me properly later.”
It was so shocking that he seemed to forget for a moment that his student had been defeated by his daughter.
‘Well, what’s good is good.’
Raoul was just having fun and enjoying the tournament.
* * *
All quarterfinal matches have concluded.
As expected, the four spots in the semifinals were taken by Josh of the First Knights and Fabian of the Countess of Ken Randall and the Marquis of Rafael McNeil.
And the first match of the semifinals is Josh vs. Rafael.
In a larger sense, it could be said to be a battle of pride between the Ashton family and the Randall family.
Because it was a competition between prestigious martial arts families, the public’s interest was keen.
“Did you say Sir Josh? “You look very young. How old are you?”
“Yes, I will be twenty-two this year. “He is a very talented friend.”
“Wow, you have a lot of really young and talented subordinates around you. So what family does that friend come from?”
“Rather than a family, I come from a mercenary background.”
“Are you sure you’re a commoner?”
The Marquis’ face looked very surprised.
To reach the level of an expert at a young age, talent was important, but systematic education was also necessary.
It was not easy for someone from a commoner background to satisfy these conditions, so it was not surprising that the Marquis was surprised.
‘Such rapid growth would have been difficult without the support of the connect system.’
But you can’t say that out loud.
“Because I tend to have a bit of personal attire. And as we recruited talent, we found many talented people even among ordinary people.”
“Huh, is that so?”
While they were talking like that, Josh and Rafael were clashing fiercely.
“joy. “The Ashton family’s great swordsmanship is no match for me!”
“Is that so? “My thoughts are a little different.”
visor! Chat!
In Raphael’s hands, Count Randall’s secret game, ‘Shooting Star’, was unfolding splendidly.
The combination of the rapier and the mangoshu led to an endless chain of attacks, and the bundle of red sword energy pouring down like a meteor seemed as if it would pierce Josh’s body at any moment.
However, Josh’s movements against him were also formidable.
As a former mercenary, he overcame the dull movements of the two-handed greatsword with improvisation.
The sword stoppers (a type of vambrace, a small shield with protrusions mounted on the forearm) mounted on both arms as if prepared in advance were sufficient to deflect the blade of a rapier coming through a gap.
In addition, irregular elbow attacks, kicks, headbutts, etc. were breaking Rafael’s balance.
“Such a shameful bastard. “Don’t show off with grappling techniques, but if you are a knight, engage in a fair fight with your sword!”
“Miscellaneous skills? “It’s definitely a close-quarters combat method written in combat textbooks.”
And when it comes to winning or losing, what is the point of dying and dying?
‘I haven’t even used the truly despicable techniques yet…’
Raoul was holding back on techniques commonly used in the mercenary world, such as spitting in the opponent’s eyes or throwing sand with the top of his feet, for the sake of saving face.
“Well, if you’re not good enough, you’ll have to resort to tricks like that. “It’s obvious to know Raoul’s level to have someone like you as his subordinate.”
“What? “How dare you insult our master!”
In an instant, Josh’s mood completely changed.
Until now, they had focused solely on defense, but now they are trying to turn to offense.
“What are you going to do if you get angry? Do you think I would even be hit by a two-handed sword that is as slow as a gomtaeng?”
But the next moment.
Haphael could not even think of opening his mouth and had to swing his sword.
This is because Josh’s dull-looking two-handed greatsword split into two and took the form of a twin sword.
Chaejaeng chaeng! Let’s go!
To begin with, Josh was a mercenary.
There was no need to be obsessed with the Ashton family’s swordsmanship.
Until now, he had used the Count’s swordsmanship because he thought he was the representative of the Earl of Ashton, but his specialty was not great swordsmanship.
“Come on! Pasha!”
By combining the Duchy of Templeton’s dual swordsmanship taught by Dalton and the Infinity Sword taught by Raoul, his own ever-changing swordsmanship was born.
The swordsmanship was so sensuous and irregular that it was difficult for Rafael, who did not have much experience in combat, to handle.
The visor is open! Clink.
And the result.
Before 50 rounds had passed, Josh’s two swords had reached the front of Haphael’s neck.
“Ugh.”
“Sir Josh of the Victorious First Order!”
“Wow!”
The audience erupted in exclamations, and Josh quietly whispered to Rafael as he sharpened his sword.
“Never insult Master in front of me again.”
The first match of the semifinals ended with Josh’s victory.
(Continued in the next part)