The Count’s Youngest Son Is A Player - Chapter 4

Episode 4

When the status window was called up, a translucent hologram screen appeared in front of Raoul.

*Name: Raoul

*Level: 19 (Hardcore Mode)

*Job: Training Knight (Sword Beginner) Beginner Telekinesis

*Affiliation: Count Ashton

*Title: Youngest son of Count Ashton

*Stats

[Strength 22] [Dexterity 25] [Stamina 19 ] [Intelligence 15] [Mental Power 34] [Magic Power 29] [Spiritual Power 35] [Sense 30]

*Unique Traits

Telekinesis Meister (S+) Bloodline of a prestigious swordsman (A) ???(EX) ???(EX) ?? ?(EX)

After skimming through the contents, Raoul looked somewhat satisfied.

“I can’t believe you’ve grown this much in just one month… But I guess I can act like a human now.”

The moment Raoul first checked the status window, he couldn’t help but believe his eyes.

[LV 5]

This was because it was a pathetic level that was no different from the residents of the mansion passing by.

Moreover, the stats were even more miserable.

Because the most essential strength and agility as a swordsman were all below 10.

In Connect, stats automatically grow based on training experience and talent. It was not like other typical games where players distribute points every time.

Therefore, simply raising the level did not mean that the stats increased steadily.

‘Even though it’s a game, there are many very realistic parts.’

Thanks to this, I had to invest most of my day in training and sparring to raise my stats.

It was very painful to bring my body, which was sore from even the slightest movement, back to normal.

However, after checking the stats to a certain extent, I couldn’t hide my pride.

‘There’s still a long way to go, but….’

15 years old. Even considering that he was in the prime of his growth, his physical strength was significantly lower than that of other participants in the tournament, and it was a task that needed to be continuously improved.

“Whew. Stats aside, what happened to the characteristics?”

There were as many as five unique characteristics listed.

This was ridiculous considering the average player only had one trait.

Among the five characteristics, [Telekinesis Meister (S+)] was what Bae Do-hyeon had before reincarnation.

He was able to occupy the top position in the Connect world through his superpower, telekinesis.

As linking various skills based on telekinesis was his specialty, he had high expectations from this life as well.

[Bloodline of a prestigious sword family (A)]

Raoul’s original characteristics were clear. Even though he had these characteristics, he had a poor body and sword skills…

As of now, I couldn’t figure out what the other three characteristics were. I had a guess, but it was just a guess.

‘The question mark means that it will appear at some point. Should I pay more attention to leveling up?’

Raoul caught my eye for a moment, but soon gave up his regrets, closed the status window, and got up from the bed. Since the wound was already completely healed, I had to prepare for tomorrow’s match.

“Now who wants to be my opponent??”

Before he knew it, his mind was filled with tomorrow’s game.

* * *

Although he advanced to the round of 16, the evaluation of Raul’s skills did not change much.

Although his persistence and mental strength were recognized, his objective skills still seemed to be lacking compared to other participants.

“Can Prince Raoul win this time too?”

“It might be difficult. “I won the last match because stupid Edmund was relaxed and caught his guard, but won’t this be different?”

“but. “I was lucky in the end that the sword passed through the neck shield and I won.”

Many people said that his victory was due to luck rather than skill.

In fact, experts’ predicted ranking was 16th, and the betting odds were the highest among all games.

The point was that there were very few people who bet money on Raoul.

Craddangtang!!

“That’s it! “Raul the winner!!!”

That assessment did not change even though Raul won the round of 16 match.

“Wow. How could you trip on a rock and fall at that moment??”

“I know. “It seems heaven is helping Prince Raoul.”

“Anyway, Confucius is great too. “I can’t believe I lasted over 20 minutes in both the first and second matches!”

“Real grit is definitely the best!!”

Even in the round of 16, Raul was pushed by his opponent throughout the match.

Although he didn’t roll on the floor like in the previous game, his armor had turned into a rag and he was bleeding everywhere.

The reason the match was won was entirely due to the opponent losing his footing at the end.

Therefore, no one thought that Raul would win in the quarterfinals.

This is because, except for Raoul, the quarterfinalists had fully proven their qualifications and were all promising sword users who could use the Mana Sword.

“…omg.”

“Does this really make sense??”

“No matter how much luck is a skill….”

“It is clear that Confucius was truly blessed with heavenly luck!”

So the moment Raul won the quarterfinals, people couldn’t help but fall into confusion.

The quarterfinal match was definitely a little different from the previous one. For the first time, Raoul was not hurt.

However, the armor was still dented here and there, and the team was busy blocking attacks throughout the game.

It was a ‘gust of wind’ that decided the match.

The moment the opponent wrapped his sword in mana and struck a turning blow, a sandstorm hit his eyes.

The other person couldn’t help but blink unconsciously, and in that short period of time, Raoul’s sword had already reached the other person’s neck.

* * *

Knock knock.

“This is Ivan, Confucius.”

“come in.”

Ivan, the butler, came to see Raoul when he returned to his room after the game.

Ivan is dressed in a neat suit that doesn’t look like it has a single speck of dust on it.

He was already a veteran butler who had been in charge of the count’s mansion for 25 years, and was trusted by the count for his meticulous work skills.

Due to his strict personality, he was called the ‘Devil Butler’ by the mansion’s residents, but his expression towards Raoul was no more than that of a friendly neighborhood grandfather.

That’s because it was he who raised Raoul like his own grandchild in place of the Countess, who passed away not long after giving birth to Raoul.

“Are you hurt anywhere?”

“Thanks for your concern, I’m fine. And a priest and a therapist are waiting right away. What are you worried about?”

Excellent priests and healers had been invited from the capital for the tournament. They were skilled enough to keep their limbs together even if they were blown off, so they didn’t worry too much about injuries.

“Nevertheless, you must not let down your guard. You should keep in mind that there are some injuries they cannot fix. No matter how important the match is, I hope you don’t overdo it.”

When Ivan spoke slightly reproachfully, Raoul scratched his cheek.

‘It looks like he was watching the game somewhere. Anyway, it’s still not easy dealing with Ivan.’

Having lived as an orphan all my life in my past life, it was not easy for me to treat someone who cared for me and cared about me like a family member.

As he took over Raoul’s body, not only his memories but also his emotions seemed to have been transferred, especially when dealing with the people of the Count’s family.

“Hmm. Let’s try to be more careful from now on. What happened to the thing you asked me to do?”

Ivan sighed slightly as he looked at Raoul who was awkwardly talking and handed him a small piece of paper.

“I did it as you said. But are you really okay? Even if it’s still like that so far…”

Raoul responded with a light smile to Ivan’s worried words.

“Don’t worry too much. I will definitely win this time too. I told you, right? “I will win this tournament.”

After seeing Raoul’s confident expression, Ivan bowed his head slightly and left the room.

‘That confident expression is just like the Count’s when he was young. However, even if he wins this time, his opponent in the final will be Prince Dion. Will Raoul be able to defeat that genius?’

In my heart, I believed in and supported Raoul over and over again, but my mind was still full of question marks.

Ivan shook his head and walked away.

After Ivan left, Raoul looked at the paper in his hand.

The paper contained the amount he had earned through tournament gambling dividends and the amount he had reinvested.

He smiled slightly as he checked the amount, which had been blown up so much that he couldn’t even remember the original amount. He folded the paper neatly, put it in a drawer, and sat down on a chair.

‘hmm. Luckily, my acting was worth it!’

As was the case with the first game, today’s two games were also intentionally drawn out for a long time.

The defensive moves, ruined armor, and injuries were all calculated.

Of course, the factors that ultimately decided the winner were also the same.

‘As expected, the residents of Connect are not yet familiar with supernatural powers.’

Both the fact that his opponent lost his footing in the round of 16 and the sandstorm that blew into his opponent’s eyes in the quarterfinals were all done by Raul’s telekinesis.

Although it may be unfair to those who suffered, this method was actually one that Raoul often used in his past life.

‘Still, you have to be careful. Telekinesis shouldn’t be revealed in a big way yet. ‘I have to live as Raoul completely until the players appear.’

The idea that an angular stone fits together did not only apply to Earth.

Moreover, in a situation where someone was targeting the count family, a secret trick was absolutely necessary.

It was still time to take a breath and focus on growth.

‘Anyway, we should use this opportunity to secure the initial capital. But the acting ends here. Now that you have gained enough favor from the residents of the territory, what you need is to be recognized for your skills!! It’s too bad, but you Dion will have to be my stepping stone.’

A soft golden light was leaking from his slightly clenched fist.

Raoul’s eyes were also flickering fiercely as he looked out the window, whether he was aware of that fact or not.

* * *

The semifinal match that took place the next day was quite a close game.

Raoul, who seriously traded swords with his opponent from the beginning, displayed equal skills throughout the match.

The result is Raoul’s victory.

Raoul deliberately revealed a loophole and deceived the opponent, and the opponent, who fell into the trap, admitted defeat in a cold sweat at the sight of the long sword flashing before his eyes.

And finally the day of the finals dawned.

Raoul climbed onto the training ground with the enthusiastic cheering of the audience on his back.

“Please show us an exciting game again this time!!”

“Prince Raoul~ You’re so cool!!”

“If you’re lucky, make sure to win!! “I bet my entire salary this month on you!!!”

There seemed to be quite a few people expecting Raul to win this time, perhaps because he showed some skill in the semifinals.

And as expected, most of the female spectators were looking at him with enthusiasm.

Soon, Dion appeared on the other side.

Unlike Raul, Dion came up quickly and brutally organizing the game so far.

Most of those who faced him were seriously injured, and some had their limbs cut off.

“You are the best, Dion!! “Let’s finish it quickly and win!!!”

“Dion!! This time, crush your opponent!! “Show bitterness to Confucius 3, who doesn’t know how scary the world is!”

Some radical people erupted in cheers from the audience. However, under the glares of the angry women and other audience members, his voice gradually quieted down.

Traditionally, during festivals, freedom has been guaranteed for who and how to cheer, whether in bars or in the stands.

It was the consideration of the count family and nobles to relieve their fatigue and dissatisfaction at least for this time.

And in fact, this method of governance was taken for granted among prestigious families where various sword fighting competitions and festivals were often held.

This was because it helped the success of competitions and festivals and had a practical effect in calming residents’ complaints.

Tap, tap, tap.

Dion, who had walked up to me, opened his mouth with a grim expression.

“Hey Biri Biri. I don’t know how lucky you are to have made it this far, but you will soon realize that appearing here is the greatest misfortune of your life. And the stupid bitches out there screaming in the stands will soon find out. That you are nothing but an unsightly and servile piece of trash! “I’ll cut off your limbs and make you crawl on the floor!!”

The trash talk that erupted before the showdown was very exciting.

It is said that trash talk was allowed to make the competition more popular, but it may also have other meanings as training.

In fact, it was common for knights in various battles or battlefields to kill or distract their opponents with trash talk.

There was also talk that Dion used that snout to shake up his opponent quite a bit in the previous match. but.

‘cute.’

To Raoul, who had already spent more than ten years on the battlefield, it was just a laughable thing to hear.

But Raoul didn’t say anything.

He just chuckled, picked his ears, and made an expression that made him wonder where a dog was barking.

“Such an arrogant bastard!!”

Enraged, Dion rushed at him with his fists clenched, but was caught by the referee and received a warning.

Meanwhile, Dion, looking at Raoul, who seemed to be laughing at him with his arms folded as if pitiful, trembled and made a decision.

‘That bastard is really going to be smeared today!!’

But Dion didn’t know what kind of situation he would face in a moment…

(continued in the next episode)