Youngest Scion of the Mages - Chapter 24

The Youngest Son of the Magic Family Episode 24

Larsen continued speaking immediately.

“I don’t have any friends either.”

He grinned as if he knew everything.

“It’s just something like that. “You and me.”

“….”

“Because that’s how we were born.”

Kashin was speechless for a moment. Larsen created a sense of kinship in the heart of the 9-year-old protagonist.

“And I have a harder time finding friends than you do.”

“why?”

“Because our family doesn’t allow friends in the first place. When the opponent’s level matches. At that time, only meeting friends as connections is allowed.”

“What kind of friend is that?”

“That’s not a friend. So I don’t have any friends. But I think your family would give you permission.”

He is a nobleman from a renowned swordsmanship. Isn’t he the main character of a Munchkin fantasy novel?

“That’s why I’m applying to you as a secretary.”

Mana has now been restored to some extent.

[The Heavenly Eye interprets the world.]

[Check the settings given for insufficient probability.]

Larsen actively used the Heavenly Eye and, in accordance with its will, passed on the information interpreted by the Heavenly Eye to Larsen.

[For swordsmen, ‘bimu’ is a sign that confirms their trust in each other.]

Unlike sparring, ‘bimu’ uses ‘actual weapons.’ Larsen read Cheonan’s interpretation exactly as it was.

“Trust and consideration for each other. And if trust is not sufficiently supported, serious injuries may occur. Right?”

“that’s right. “You know us well.”

“Because we are rivals.”

In fact, this is something that Cha Seong-min did not set up. I simply wrote that people in the ‘Master Swordsmanship’ practice ‘bimu’ as a ritual for first becoming friends.

With that basic outline in mind, this world has created these settings on its own.

[For the weak to apply for ‘bimu’ to the strong requires greater faith and courage, and also means ‘I have complete faith in you.’ At least that is what it meant to the people of the Seid family.]

The abbreviation here is, of course, Larsen. The strong one is Kashin.

“As I said before, I use magic fighting techniques. It will be easier if you understand it as martial arts.”

“I am a swordsman. Use your sword with your right hand. “I will only use the basic sword techniques of the Seid family.”

Sereung –

A clear sword name was heard.

Before I knew it, Kashin was holding a well-forged silver sword in his right hand.

‘Baldo… it’s very neat.’

It’s hard to believe she’s 9 years old. I don’t know anything about swordsmanship, but I could feel that force. I am holding a sword and it seems like a small mountain is standing in front of me. Feels like there is a wall in front of you. He is also the main character.

“Because you are bare-handed and I am carrying a weapon. “I’ll give up the first strike three times.”

I knew it would be like that. This is Kashin Seid. Larsen, who had already expected those words, shook his head.

“Kashin. “If you and I compete in a competition, who will win?”

“That’s…”

“Of course you will win.”

There are differences in ability, talent, casting, and furthermore, differences in family support. There are even differences in weapons.

“But why do you think I asked you for a job?”

“Because you want to be friends…?”

“So you think winning or losing is important in this match?”

“no. “Whether Bimou wins or loses is not important.”

Larsen nodded.

“I didn’t ask you for a match because I wanted to win. I want to be friends with you. “Friends should be equal and have an equal relationship with each other.”

“….”

It seems that it wasn’t as difficult to coax the 9-year-old protagonist as you might think.

“Treat me with equal eyes on an equal footing.”

I treated Ka Shin as Cha Seong-min. If writer Cha Seong-min had created a character called ‘Smart Larsen’, he would have done it like this. The way a 9 year old treats a 9 year old.

Kashin answered.

“Sorry.”

Without realizing it, I saw the weak from the perspective of the strong. Kashin felt truly sorry. If the relationship was between friends and friends rather than between the strong and the weak, it shouldn’t have been done that way. Kashin was greatly shaken by the words of the creator, the author.

“I didn’t mean to insult you.”

“I know.”

Larsen took a stance. The mana in my heart began to boil.

“I will do my best. Kashin, you too, do your best.”

Sparring where we do our best without killing or hurting each other. The dance has begun.

* * *

Kashin was relaxed. It’s not a fight to the death, but a dance for each other’s growth. Kashin explained his skills and started dancing.

“Straight thrust.”

Straight stab. This means stabbing in a straight line. I was told verbally, but it didn’t really mean much.

‘crazy.’

It was fast. At the same time as the verbal announcement is made, the tip of the knife is almost touching the uvula.

[property. ‘Slowly flowing’ is automatically applied.]

Thanks to ‘slowly flowing’, I managed to avoid the tip of Kashin’s sword. I hit the sword with the back of my hand.

[Beginner magic fighting technique. ‘Skilled use of body weight’ is used.]

While striking, he maintained his balance at the same time. I bent my knees. Ready to pop out. But I couldn’t jump forward.

“collect.”

Kashin retrieved his sword. And once again.

“Straight thrust.”

In reality, the time it took to extend the sword, retrieve it, and then extend the sword again was less than 1 second.

‘What’s so fast?’

Even with the help of ‘Slow Flow’, Kashin’s movements were too fast.

‘They don’t allow distance.’

Kashin’s ‘sword’ was like a part of his body. In order to use magic fighting techniques, you had to gain access somehow, but access was not possible. Kashin knew how to play with ‘distance’. He moved completely within his own distance.

What was scarier than the sword were the feet.

‘Your feet are too fast.’

If you get too close, you will fall within the sword’s attack radius. However, if you don’t approach, the attack comes too quickly.

‘This is the real power of the main character.’

I had no intention of winning in the first place. You won’t even win.

‘But…’

I thought it was more worth doing than I thought. Although it was thanks to the ‘attribute’, I was able to read Kashin’s trajectory and predict his movements to some extent.

“Side cutting.”

Kashin swung his sword from left to right. Larsen had a hunch.

‘This is painting.’

It won’t make it to the end. Just give the motion like that and use ‘straight thrust’ once again. I didn’t avoid it.

[property. ‘Slowly flowing’ is automatically applied.]

I read Kashin’s trajectory.

‘no. It’s not painting! It has changed.’

The original intention was probably painting. However, when Larsen did not seem to react, he switched to a real attack rather than a feint. I could see him putting his weight on it. The blooming of mana near the navel was interpreted as ‘Cheonan’.

‘It’s really coming in.’

I was thinking it was painting, but it really came in.

‘You can’t avoid it.’

If so, it must be stopped. A situation where you have no choice but to give up your side.

‘It’s better to be hit in the arm than to be hit in the side.’

Larsen instinctively raised the mana of his heart.

[Use the Beginner Magic Fighting Technique ‘Stronger Will.’]

As if actively utilizing the Cheonan. Actively used ‘stronger will’. I concentrated my mana on my arm.

‘Ugh.’

It felt like I had been hit with an iron club. I felt the impact that went through my arm and shook my whole body.

Finally Larsen spoke.

“I lost.”

Before I knew it, Kashin’s sword was touching Larsen’s uvula.

Jayple, who had been watching nervously, breathed a sigh of relief. What kind of guts did you have to ask a swordsman genius to join you? If an accident had occurred due to a mistake, it might have been the fault of the guardian himself. Anyway, it ended without anyone getting seriously hurt.

Kashin put his sword into its sheath.

“Is your arm okay?”

“huh. It looks like he was hit with an iron club. “My whole body feels tingly.”

“It was a great defense.”

“You couldn’t even block it properly?”

I knew the next blow, but I couldn’t defend myself. Kashin was too fast. Even though I was receiving help from attributes, there was nothing I could do.

“no. I think it was really great. “I was surprised when suddenly a spark appeared.”

There was a spark? Suddenly, what does that mean? What kind of fire suddenly? Larsen didn’t say that. Because Kashin’s expression was so serious.

‘flame. ‘I didn’t see it?’

Could it be that Lydia, sitting on the collapsed stone tomb over there, played a role? I think the situation passed so suddenly that I didn’t even realize it.

Anyway, Kashin was sincere. I was truly impressed by Larsen’s defensive magic fighting skills.

“This sword is a treasured sword.”

“okay?”

“It’s a sword that can even cut steel.”

At that moment, Larsen broke into a cold sweat.

‘A sword that can cut steel?’

You hit my arm with a sword like that?

“I also applied more force to reduce the cutting power as much as possible… but it was still a great defensive technique. “I was truly surprised.”

No, I hope you aren’t that surprised. Lassen felt a little burdened by Kashin’s bright eyes. He quickly admitted defeat.

“thank you. what. “I naturally expected defeat, but the skill gap is huge.”

“….”

This time, Kashin held out his hand first. They shook hands like wizards do.

“You lowered your arms because you trusted me, right?”

no. I did it because I couldn’t see any other way. Nonetheless, Kashin seemed quite impressed.

“You would have recognized the cutting power.”

Honestly, I didn’t recognize it. It was crazy.

“Thank you for trusting me.”

Cold sweat just trickled down my face. You cut my arm off with a knife that can cut steel.

“Of course.”

“Actually, everyone else is having a hard time with me.”

For a young protagonist who dreams of a utopia, this is cruel. Cha Seong-min knows that fact well. Can not help it. It is the same as the fate of those who inherit the blood of the Absolute. Through this process of growth, young Kasin eventually becomes an absolute person and gains friends he loves and trusts.

“Well, compared to you, everyone is weak. “It’s no wonder that the weak have a hard time with the strong.”

“So you’re weird?”

“just. “I think I can trust you.”

It was I who made you into such an ideal, kind, and beautiful protagonist. We added a lot of settings that were close to absolute values. So of course I have no choice but to believe it.

“I’ve never seen a kid like you before.”

Kashin smiled broadly. He seemed really happy to meet Larsen.

“I was really happy today. Larsen Mayton. See you next time.”

Kashin waved his hand and walked away. At the same time, Cheonan presented another interpretation.

[A ‘variable’ that can have a significant impact on probability and story has occurred.] * *

*

Lydia is sitting on a collapsed stone tomb. He is crossing his arms and turning his head. He stuck out his lips a little. He looked like a typical sulky 9-year-old.

“what’s the matter?”

“Cancel.”

“what?”

“If you don’t cancel, I’ll burn everything.”

“So what?”

Larsen thought about it. I don’t know why he does that.

‘ah.’

When I thought about it, I thought I knew.

“Is it because I said I had no friends?”

I felt like it was more difficult to deal with this 9-year-old girl than it was to deal with 9-year-old Kashin.

“I am!”

Lydia’s face turned red. It seemed like he was angry rather than embarrassed.

“I thought of you as a friend!”

A [!] mark made of flames appeared at Lydia’s bedside and then disappeared. It was like a small firecracker. It was amazing.

“That’s why we made a contract with fire!”

9 years old. Just before entering the stormy teenage years. Even at this time, it seems like the value of ‘friends’ is really important.

Larsen chuckled.

“You are a friend too.”

“But why did you say you don’t have any friends earlier?”

“cancellation.”

Lydia sat down and stared at Larsen.

“Are you really going to cancel?”

“cancellation. I made a mistake. Sorry.”

Lydia’s ‘super single cell’ setting also shined here. It was resolved quickly after I apologized.

“I’m really sorry?”

“uh. “I apologize.”

“Really?”

“then. “Lydia is my friend.”

Red Slayer. Lydia, you must be my friend. It would be difficult to go around slaughtering wizards later.

“That’s it then.”

Lydia jumped up and stood up.

“Keep in mind. I am your friend. “You can never forget it.”

“of course.”

“I’m forgiving you because it’s the first time.”

Larsen chuckled.

“thank you.”

“Then shake my hand too.”

“handshake?”

“You only shook hands with him earlier. He didn’t shake my hand. I’ll shake hands too. “Give me your hand!”

Larsen laughed out loud without realizing it. In the end, real laughter broke out. What can I say? I feel like I’m looking at my young nephew. Lydia. I guess I’m really serious.

‘Was I like that when I was 9 years old?’

I don’t think it was that bad. Anyway, I thought it went well.

But at that time, Jayple, who had been silent, opened his mouth.

“7 Prince.”

“why?”

“I’m embarrassed to ask, but… can I ask you one question?”

For some reason, I feel like I hear the word insolence very often. Anyway, Japle’s expression was serious. Larsen nodded.

“try.”

Then, an absurd question followed from Larsen’s perspective.