The Count’s Youngest Son Is A Player - Chapter 247

Episode 247

‘I feel uncomfortable.’

Marquis Clifford de McNeill rested his chin and tapped the handle of the chair with his other hand.

Thanks to this, the atmosphere in the conference room was cold.

‘What are you so dissatisfied with?’

‘Isn’t it a complete landslide victory? The 4th prince is also dead.’

The commanders who returned proudly after a great victory were frustrated by the incomprehensible situation.

“Are you concerned about Earl Randall?”

The fifth son was Viscount Brayden.

Although his swordsmanship skills were average, his wit and cleverness were extraordinary, making him the Marquis’ favorite.

“Who do you think you are?”

I asked back and forth, but Brayden answered without any embarrassment.

“I heard that the marks on the body were spears. Naturally, I am suspicious of the Marquis Greer, but is there any reason for them to help Count Randall? “Maybe…”

After a pause, Brayden said, his eyes shining.

“Highly probable Duke Templeton. Or maybe it’s the Ashton guys.”

“It is true. “My thoughts are no different from yours.”

The Marquis jumped up from his seat.

“Clear the battlefield and return to the castle. “There is still one more mountain to climb.”

“Your Excellency!”

The Marquis’ gaze was directed in the direction of the Duke of Templeton.

* * *

The results of the war were heard throughout the kingdom.

-Battle of Curden Plains. Surprisingly, it ended with a landslide victory for the 3 Princes.

-Will the next king of the Kingdom of Ruben be the 3rd prince’s job?

-The first master match to be held. But chivalry was nowhere to be found.

-The disappearance of five masters, including Count Randall. Where have they disappeared to?

-3 Prince Herdian. Immediately after victory, an envoy was dispatched to the Templeton family.

-The Duke of Templeton refused the 3rd Prince’s order to transport the 6th Prince Gerard and the 8th Prince Aenbad. Is this the spark of another war?

In addition to the victory of the three princes, various news were made public through newspapers.

Was it because the victory was so one-sided?

The tone of the media was cautious, and citizens were more careful about their words and actions than before.

There were articles that raised questions about the identity of the newly appeared superhumans, but they were quietly buried.

All newspapers containing the article were recalled, the media control that seemed like a threat was actually carried out, and several newspapers were closed overnight.

The Magic Tower and the Press Association protested, but they only managed to get the captured people out.

It was a sign that it was now the world of the three princes, Herdian.

A few days after the war ended.

Raoul was standing somewhere, trying to suppress the tension that had been rising to the top of his head for the first time in a long time.

-Grandpa, no, the Duke said he would like to see you.

This is what Dalton said when he came to visit me two days ago.

‘After all, you won’t just let it go, right?’

Raoul entered the gates with the expected questions in mind.

The original home of the Duke of Templeton.

It was a small fortress located northeast of the kingdom’s capital, Turiam.

Generally, when it comes to the capital of a dukedom, one tends to imagine a huge and luxurious city.

But in reality, it was just a small fortress city with a population of less than 30,000.

What is important is that most of the population was made up of aspiring knights and swordsman practitioners.

In any case, those who caught the eye of the duke and wanted to learn at least a little bit of swordsmanship or join the knights gathered there.

Reuben, the kingdom of knights.

Among the numerous knights, the one who stood at the top was the Marquis de Templeton.

The fortress of knights created by the swordsman’s reputation and the respect and envy for him was Weaverley, the home of the dukedom.

“Is this really what you heard? that’s interesting.”

Jake said, looking everywhere.

Most people, from children to the elderly, passing by on the streets had swords on their waists.

And blacksmith shops were located here and there, and signs and phrases promoting various swordsmanship academies filled the fortress.

“It’s not just that you’re wearing a sword, you can feel a lot of energy. Is it because of the ‘mana return phenomenon’?”

Josh, who was accompanying the escort, was also looking around with admiring eyes.

Mana return phenomenon.

It was named by scholars for the explosion of mana in the atmosphere following the recent Wall incident.

Based on research results showing that in ancient times, mana was abundant and mana creatures were abundant compared to now, there were even predictions that the disappeared mana would return and recover to its previous level.

Anyway, thanks to this, many people have become sensitive to mana and the number of people realizing mana is increasing.

“Well, there might be a future sword master among them.”

If the Duke’s family was caught in a war, most of them might participate in the war.

‘I could easily make ten knights…’

It occurred to me that the Duke’s family was not called the best family in the kingdom for nothing.

After walking for a while, we arrived at the center of the fortress and saw a long, low wall stretching out.

“It’s unusual. “It’s a wall, not a castle wall.”

Josh turned his head in confusion and looked at the fence next to the front door.

“Hana two ha na two!”

“can do! can do!”

It was impressive to see many people cantering along the wall of the ducal mansion.

And inside the mansion beyond the wall.

“Hold down 100 times!”

“One hundred times! hot!”

On the training grounds divided here and there, I could vaguely see the Duke’s trainees training under the guidance of instructors.

“I think it’s some kind of communication. Aspiring knights will see that and develop their dreams.”

Raoul nodded and accepted Kane’s words.

“And it must be the pride of the dukedom. “A fence, not a castle wall, is enough to protect oneself.”

Suddenly, the things Dalton said came to mind.

‘The mansion training was so boring. So sometimes I would climb over the fence.’

If it was a wall this big, it would have been easy to get over it.

Sigh.

The gate opened and a person dressed in a neat suit came out and greeted the group.

“Welcome to the House of the Dukes of Templeton.”

It seemed to be true that there were no employees in the duke’s mansion and that trainees and knights handled the chores.

‘Even the guide is an expert. ‘That’s fun.’

Raoul quietly activated the analysis plan and clicked his tongue.

I arrived in front of the main building after passing more than ten training grounds spread out between the gardens.

“Come on. “The matriarch is waiting.”

Dalton, who welcomed Raoul as a friend as he returned to his hometown, smiled and guided him.

He took a quick look, came closer to Raoul, and whispered something to him.

“Don’t be too surprised if Grandpa throws his sword right away. It’s my own way of greeting people. And I didn’t say anything, so don’t be too nervous.”

I squinted my eyes while doing so, but it wasn’t particularly comforting.

And the place he guided Raoul to was not a reception room, but an underground training room.

“Then good luck!”

Dalton gave a thumbs up and remained outside the door with Raoul’s entourage.

“Hueup.”

Raoul took a deep breath and confidently entered.

High ceilings over 10m.

Even though it is underground, the interior is bright as day with numerous magic lights.

A tantalum-coated wall engraved with a special defensive magic circle that is said to block not only sword energy but also a certain level of aura.

Honestly, that didn’t catch Raoul’s eye at all.

Guooooh.

The only thing that caught his eye was an old man with white hair sitting in the middle of the training hall.

Marquis de Templeton.

The strongest person in the world, standing at the top of countless swordsmen in the world of Connect.

He opened his closed eyes and said to Raoul.

“Let’s take a look at your skills.”

Raoul reflexively took out a two-handed greatsword from his inventory and swung it in the air.

Okay!

I heard the sound of something breaking.

‘Ugh.’

Raoul frowned at his numb hand and was pushed back a couple of steps.

“Hoo.”

The swordsman continued in his seated posture and let out a low exclamation.

And the next moment.

Okay! Awesome! bang!

The air in front of Raoul flashed and the sounds of collisions erupted one after another.

This time, Raoul, who was well prepared, stepped firmly on the training ground with both legs and calmly swung his great sword.

Thanks to this, he wasn’t pushed back like before, but Raoul’s expression didn’t look bright.

‘I expected this, but isn’t this too much?’

Before he knew it, a golden Auror blade had formed on his greatsword.

However, the swordsman was still sitting still and not moving at all.

Intangible Mana Blade.

The Flying Mana Blade, created out of thin air without even a sword, was flying towards him without any warning.

In some ways, it had many similarities to Raoul’s telekinesis.

‘It’s difficult to deal with in person.’

Since it couldn’t be seen and couldn’t make a sound, it had to be understood only by feeling.

Moreover, the power contained in each sword was formidable.

‘But it’s not something I can’t handle.’

Raoul’s spatial perception surpassed that of an ordinary superhuman.

His senses and control power were developed enough to move thousands of objects at the same time, so the four or five intangible sword techniques (mana blades) that the swordsman wielded felt natural even without his intention.

And as if he realized that fact, the swordsman’s attack suddenly stopped.

Sreuk.

The swordsman stood up and said.

“Go for it.”

Although he was a swordsman who had not even drawn his sword from its scabbard, he did not feel any gaps at all.

However, Raoul didn’t care at all and focused his mana on the great sword.

“going.”

Faaat.

Huge golden auror blades filled the training hall and poured towards the swordsman.

The auror that seemed to be swinging at random took on a certain shape when it arrived in front of the swordsman.

Kwaang.

Like a roaring bear swinging its front paws, golden trails curved into the shape of claws divided into dozens and swept across the space.

The Ashton family’s secret swordsmanship.

Bear Crush unfolded brilliantly in Raoul’s hands.

“Feel so good! “Cluck.”

The swordsman bared his teeth brightly and swung his sword with its sheath on, blocking the barrage of golden aurors.

bang! Quagwagwagwang!

The fragments of the auror exploded throughout the huge basement, and translucent magic circles appeared on the walls on all sides to block it.

If this special device had not been installed, the Duke’s mansion might have already collapsed.

After a while.

The auror fragments and the sound of the impact subsided and the two figures reappeared.

The swordsman is smiling as if he is satisfied, and Raoul is somewhat dissatisfied.

‘He blocked everything without moving a single step…’

No matter how purely he used sword techniques, I realized how big of a gap there was between him and swordsmanship.

And on the other hand, I couldn’t help but admire it.

‘What I felt in my past life was really just the tip of the iceberg…’

At that time, instead of getting closer, I could only vaguely observe from afar.

So I thought he might just be a slightly stronger master than other masters.

‘It’s a different level.’

Now that Raoul has surpassed the level of his previous life, the swordsman he feels is no different from a monster.

It was surprising how a human body could contain such enormous power, and its ability to perfectly control the body without wasting even the slightest bit of power was astounding.

But the swordsman was equally surprised…

‘Seventeen, huh. ‘Who could achieve this kind of achievement at that age?’

One day, when the grandson, whom he had always loved, said that he wanted to join a knighthood he had never heard of, the swordsman smiled and agreed.

It was nice to see that a guy who only got to expert level and joked about his lack of interest in swordsmanship was showing some motivation.

In his view, they were just a bunch of knights, so he thought it would be enough to bring them back in and teach them properly when the time was right.

However, the grandson’s achievements were extraordinary.

He skipped two levels in just half a year, and now, a little more than a year later, he has reached the ridiculous level of master.

Did he increase his power through illegal means?

I wonder if I did something I shouldn’t have done.

I wonder if there is a group of evildoers who are deceiving their immature grandson.

The swordsman has mobilized all his connections to gather information about Raoul and the First Knights.

And the results were simply amazing.

This is because various miracles and actions that could not be seen unless they truly received God’s blessing continued.

The reason I called Raoul in today was because he wanted to do some final verification.

And the results weren’t bad.

‘It doesn’t feel like there’s any turbid energy at all. And the light of such a pure soul…’

It may have been because he had honed his spiritual power, but the swordsman felt that Raoul’s energy was pure itself.

‘It’s shameful that he doesn’t dare to show his true skills in front of me, but…’

It also means that he’s a guy with deep thoughts.

“Let’s just leave the test here. Now tell me. What on earth were you thinking, dragging the Templeton family into the middle of a political dispute!?”

Raoul swallowed his saliva as the young swordsman shouted at him for his life.

(Continued in the next part)