Youngest Scion of the Mages - Chapter 111

The Magician’s Youngest Son Episode 111

“Then, shall we try to catch the real thing now?”

Larsen’s movements were fast. Although he was only a beginner in magic fighting, Larsen, who was benefiting from ‘attribute utilization’, moved quickly and concisely at a speed that ordinary people could not move.

widely!

I grabbed someone by the collar.

He was wearing silver armor that wasn’t that bad or that good, and a pretty good sword. The silver armor had the ‘mark of the wind and stars’, which also signified a free mercenary.

“Free mercenaries?”

“Let it go!”

Compared to Larsen, his skills were insignificant.

He pushed Larsen away and swung his sword, but Lassen could clearly see the trace. This is Larsen, who has danced with Kashin over 400 times.

I read Kashin’s sword occasionally, and there was no way he could avoid a free mercenary’s sword of this level.

Larsen, who easily dodged the sword by twisting his body slightly, lunged at the mercenary and drove his fist into his stomach.

“Kuok!”

The silver armor was no help. The armor was dented. Gastric juice refluxed. Wow! I threw up several times.

I felt like I was having trouble breathing. That happened with one punch.

As Larsen got closer, the mercenary took a step back.

“Stop that!”

“A free mercenary.”

Larsen grinned.

“Don’t move. “If you move, I will kill you now.”

“….”

The mercenary felt as if the world was frozen for a moment. He looked like he was in his mid to late teens, but the energy he gave off was definitely not that of someone in his mid to late teens.

I’ve seen the Mercenary King even from afar, and he was in a similar mood to that time. That’s how the mercenary felt.

‘I’ve never heard of a monster like that?’

Larsen said.

“No matter how much he only has a grudge against Mirang, strangely he didn’t touch our group at all.”

Strange is strange. They have low intelligence. When I’m excited, I don’t care what to do. But strangely enough, Rosalind and herself. And Hampton didn’t attack. This means that there was artificial manipulation.

“It seems like there was some kind of magical effect.”

“….”

Larsen read the mercenary’s expression. The mercenary seemed to know nothing.

“Who on earth is [the real one]?”

Not this mercenary. It’s just a tail. Larsen pressed his foot on the mercenary’s chest and took out a small stone from the leather pouch on his belt.

“It seems like this is a magical medium.”

I can feel the flow of mana. It seemed like this became a medium to bind and control the Lizardmen.

“you. “Did you know who the group you attacked were?”

“Mo mo I didn’t know! “I really didn’t know.”

You probably didn’t know. If I had known, I wouldn’t have attacked with the Lizardmen. This man was taken advantage of.

“A fire moth that attacked someone just because they gave him a lot of money without knowing who he was attacking.”

There are quite a few idiots like this in the world. Because there are idiots like this, ‘real’ also exists. Perhaps the ‘real thing’ would not have left a trace.

Although there are a few suspected forces, evidence will be difficult to find.

‘That’s good.’

A group that uses magic through a medium. Did they really want to kill Mirang? That’s not the real intention. Mirang happened to kill the ‘mother’ of the Lizardmen, so he just took advantage of the Lizardmen who were filled with anger.

‘They want to recognize us.’

The cause was established. They didn’t even touch Rosalind or themselves.

Through accurate and specific targeting, only Mirang was attacked. It’s the Lizardmen’s grudge, so the Lizardmen will pay back. That’s not strange, and it’s not something that would get caught in a book by Grandel.

Larsen said with a grin.

“It must be one of the intelligence groups.”

I want to understand information. Excellent intelligence groups would already know a little about Larsen himself. At least they would have found out that he is different from the old fool.

“It could be [Sounds of the Night].”

Among the many forces, the ‘Voice of the Night’ probably knows itself relatively well.

Meanwhile, Rosaline followed. Ad After the Lizardmen died and the mercenaries were subdued by Larsen, the unity of the Lizardmen weakened.

Mirang was able to deal with the Lizardmen more easily. Because of that, Rosalind also gained a lot of mental composure.

Rosalind was able to guess why Larsen was talking to himself.

‘Someone is listening beyond that mercenary.’

Larsen wasn’t talking to the mercenary right now. He was speaking to a ‘power’ connected to the mercenaries. Rosalyn couldn’t take her eyes off Larsen. If Rosalind herself saw 1, Larsen seemed to see 10. No, it seemed like he was seeing something more than that.

I felt as if I was a third party looking at the situation as a whole.

“I think the fact that the intelligence group attacked us using Mirang as bait means that they wanted to see our response.”

If so, I decided to respond to that.

1 meal of Tutankha’s secret magic. Mangyo was used.

“Aaaah!”

The mercenary’s shoulder was shattered. You will probably never recover again. Both shoulders. Destroyed them all.

“This is a warning.”

Larsen continued speaking without hesitation.

“If you want to find out about me, come see me in person. “If you deceive me like this again, I will find you and destroy you.”

The mercenary could not overcome the pain and fainted.

“Rosalyn. Destroy that.”

“what?”

“That mana stone.”

Rosaline moved as if possessed by something. I stretched out my fist.

bang!

The mana stone was broken.

* * *

All the Lizardmen fled or died and the situation was resolved. Mirang fell asleep from exhaustion. Larsen and his group decided to rest for a bit in the reed field.

Rosaline asked.

“Isn’t this too harsh? “That guy was just taken advantage of.”

“No. “He took money and tried to kill Mirang.”

“….”

“If Mirang was weak and we didn’t help him, he might have died.”

“But in the end, Mirang wasn’t that weak. “I think that guy was also deceived by false information.”

“It doesn’t matter whether the information is true or not. “The important thing is that he took money and tried to kill people.”

Take money and kill people. That mercenary was going to do that in the first place. However, this side’s power was too strong to kill them.

“As you sensed, the intelligence community was trying to identify us. But what happens if I, who understands everything, leave him alone?”

“….”

“They will judge you as a child who is uncharacteristically weak and lacking in decisiveness.”

“No way… you’re going to judge me like that.”

“do not forget. “Every single thing we do is a measure of judgment.”

“What is the importance of such a judgment?”

“Because we are the successors of the three great families. Such judgments come together to establish leadership. “What kind of leader do you think the public wants today?”

70% of humanity lives in unprotected areas. The people of this world want a strong and decisive hero to save humanity.

We are looking for a strong leader with both charisma and strength. The successors of the three famous families must show that.

“You too, keep that in mind. We can’t just go by our emotions. Before you are a human being, you are a successor. “One action determines a hundred decisions.”

Now is the season of pilgrimage. From now on, it is time to prepare as a mage and make your name known to the world little by little. There are things to do at each age, and Larsen was acutely aware of that fact.

Rosalind, who was thinking deeply about something, soon narrowed her eyes.

“No way. The last thing you said was to destroy the mana stone…”

“That’s right.”

Larsen grinned.

“I showed you that I am the one who leads you and makes decisions.”

One action determines a hundred judgments. At the end, Larsen had Rosalyn destroy the mana stone, which she could destroy herself, to show the ‘intelligence group’ who has the upper hand and who makes the decisions.

Rather than being angry, Rosalind opened her eyes and felt dazed at the feeling of having her nose cut. Larsen continued.

“At least I would have shown that I am more suitable as a successor than the only daughter of a martial arts master. “The world’s newsletters and information groups will now start covering us.”

“….”

“And one more thing.”

Larsen grinned. It was cute to see Rosaline decomposing a little. As expected, Larsen’s soul has already lived a combined life of 40 years, including that of Cha Seong-min and Larsen. So Rosalyn looked like a young niece.

“No matter how much we were used, would we have been able to carry out an attack in Grandel’s territory?”

“You mean your father gave you permission?”

“Otherwise, we wouldn’t have dared to attack Grandel’s group here. No matter how much I promise not to hurt you. That’s impossible. “It could endanger the very existence of the group.”

No matter how curious we may be about Larsen and Rosalyn, there is no group willing to take that level of risk.

“Then, an organization that can conduct such a transaction with your father. At the same time, this is a group that can use mind control magic using mana stones as a medium. At the same time, an organization that can use mercenaries from the Free Mercenary Association. In addition, this is an organization that has already realized that Mirang and we are moving together.”

Larsen looked at several unknown birds flying over the reed forest. Those are ‘affiliates’.

“Also, an organization with the guts to use its subordinates to observe us until the end.”

Larsen grinned.

“This level of intersection can ultimately be narrowed down to three places.”

Sounds of the night.

Little cat.

Red Gypsophila.

Ultimately, it’s one of three. Rosalyn continued.

“you. “You’re asking someone to listen to this explanation you’re giving me right now, right?”

“answer.”

Since the deal was made with Grandel, the entire contents of this conversation will probably be passed on to Grandel, and it will also reach Decatra’s ears. Your father will probably be happy that you beat your friend.

Rosaline shook her head.

“You’re really annoying.”

I can’t relax even for a moment.

“This is a person who will go crazy if they meet an enemy.”

“So you’re saying we’re not enemies now?”

“…uh?”

“After all, we are friends, right?”

Rosalin screamed as Larsen smirked.

“damn! shut up!”

Lydia also smiled brightly.

“We are all friends. yes?”

Meanwhile, Rosalind felt disgusted with herself because she thought she didn’t really hate Larsen and Lydia’s laughter. Even so, Lydia doesn’t hate Lassen’s laughter. It was the worst. At the same time, I felt fortunate that Larsen was not my enemy. At the same time, a competitive spirit arose toward Larsen.

‘I was completely defeated in the first game.’

No matter how you look at it, it was a defeat. Although he felt bad that his father was testing him, he also understood it. She is no longer a childish only daughter, but Grandel’s heir. It is natural for a family head to test a successor, and it is something that must now be accepted. Like Larsen.

‘I need to tighten up.’

Arriving at the destination and obtaining arrangements is not everything. I decided to think of every journey as a series of tests. I was determined to show a good performance from the second game. Some time passed and Mirang woke up.

Larsen’s group’s destination is Decatra’s request. I headed to ‘Maltan’.

Hampton was a little scared.

“We have to pass through a lot of unprotected areas, Confucius.”

The mobile gateway was also not properly activated. The journey itself was a little dangerous.

“don’t worry. “Did you take care of what I told you to take care of?”

“Of course.”

Hampton had already collected a lot of ‘April grass’ and ‘Sea silver water’ as ordered by Larsen.

“let’s go.”

About 3 days passed. Arrived at the first unprotected area. On the map, there was a place called ‘Gar’, but it wasn’t actually that important. The so-called ‘unprotected area’ was an area that was not properly managed.

Gar was a barren field. Hampton walked right behind Larsen.

“Late Confucius. “Are there no raids?”

“There’s nothing around.”

I don’t feel like I’m popular. It seemed like there were no people or monsters.

“Confucius. “But there’s really nothing?”

Stones and wind. Only weeds were visible.

“There is nothing. “Because they said that martial artists paved the way.”

There won’t be any monsters for a while. However, there was a bit of a problem.

“I guess there must have been quite a few monsters living here.”

“yes yes?”

“There are traces on the dirt floor. Traces of crawling. It seems to be in the form of a snake, so there must have been prey for snake-shaped monsters as well. But there are no traces of any subjugation by martial arts experts.”

It is true that there are no monsters, but it was not done by martial artists. So that means there is something else. Larsen knew why.

“Hampton. “What day is today?”

“It’s April 13th, Confucius.”

“Then you will know why? “A pack of white wolves that appear like the wind and disappear like fog.”

Rosaline intervened.

“Do you even know about [April White Wolf]?”