Youngest Scion of the Mages - Chapter 75

The Youngest Son of the Magic Family Episode 75

“How did you know my name boy?”

The name is Bakuya. The reason I was able to know that was simple.

[Name: Bakuya]

Because the name was captured in Cheonan. Larsen answered.

“Kirtel told me. “He was an outstanding prophet and great sage.”

“Kirtel. “That’s a name I’ve never heard of.”

“He looked into the future. In the distant future, there will be a world where Maton’s blood relatives run wild. And I was born with the destiny to follow His will and stop my brothers.”

Of course, I’m just saying that.

‘No matter what I say, you will open the way.’

The content of the words themselves is not important. At first glance, Elder Bakuya is strong. Nowadays, Larsen cannot even lift a finger. However, the information about Byakuya is easy to read.

[Status: Full of expectations]

With Rasen’s current skills, he can read Bakuya’s presence and state. That means Byakuya revealed himself.

‘Because you know something.’

I don’t know what that is, but all you have to do is meet that expectation.

“I don’t know the name Kirtel. But I know well about the old legend of the Geumho tribe.”

The young Geumho warrior tilted his head.

“Elder. Is there such a thing?”

“there is. “The things you young warriors dismiss as useless stories.”

The young warriors of the Geumho tribe do not believe in legends. Young warriors just think of the legend as a legend, an interesting story to tell.

“Are you by any chance referring to the legend of Tutankha?”

“yes.”

Larsen focused on their conversation. The legend of Tutankha. Cha Seong-min did not set it.

It was like a traditional fairy tale passed down among the Geumho tribe. Cheonan read the legend through the keyword ‘Legend of Tutankha’.

[Tutanka was the legendary chieftain of the Geumho tribe who ruled the entire world.] The

‘Legend of Tutanka’, which begins like this, contained a lot of content that children would enjoy.

The story goes that a great warrior named Tutankha ruled the world with many of his companions. A fearsome demon lord also appears.

[Tutanka pulled out his fangs and swore. I will protect this land.]

Tutanka, who became the ruler of the world, built an altar and made a hole in it just the size of a ‘fang’. It is said that in the distant future, on the day his fangs meet the altar, the great hero Tutanka will appear.

Larsen felt something strange when he heard those words.

‘The Geumho tribe does not make companions.’

Even the famous mercenary king moves alone unless absolutely necessary. They are mavericks. Independent entities that do not even form villages unless there is a threat to their survival.

Larsen said.

“It is strange that Tutanka, the great chieftain, made a companion and commanded the world.”

I turned my head and looked at Mirang.

“Mirang. “You think so too, right?”

“That’s… right.”

Even a weak entity like Mirang moves alone. What was it that the great Tutankha regretted that made him a companion?

“And another strange thing. “Didn’t you feel it?”

“I don’t know.”

“Tutankha and the Fang. And the fact that the altars meet and cause a certain reaction.”

“….”

“It’s magic.”

It’s definitely magic, but the Geumho tribe doesn’t know how to use magic.

How did the chieftain of the Geumho tribe, who does not know how to use magic, set magic on the altar?

And one more thing. They are now protected by a ‘special barrier’. A secret barrier that not even the guardians or guardian spirits could find.

The Geumho tribe does not feel anything strange about the secret barrier. The same goes for Mirang.

“The strangest thing is that you are not aware of the strangeness yourself.”

After saying that, Byakuya and the young warrior. Both fell silent. Larsen continued.

“I came here a long time ago. “It was because of Great Sage Kirtel’s arrangements.”

“I’m not lying. “The smell of this place is still there.”

“I am a blood relative of the Mayton family. “I didn’t come here alone at that time.”

“I guess he came with a magician to protect the law.”

“Not only that, here I met the blood relatives of the Sayid family. He was also with his guardian spirit.”

“Did something like that happen?”

“And one more thing. Why can’t Sister Persha find you? “Can you confidently say that your barrier and stealth skills are superior to your Persian sister’s search magic?”

Byakuya was a little confused. It was strange when I heard it.

“But no one found your current situation strange. Even though you know that there is a special barrier spread across your village.”

I used the barrier as naturally as breathing. I didn’t feel anything strange.

“one more. Why did you feel as soon as you saw Tutanka’s fang that it was Tutanka’s fang? “I don’t think fangs that look like this are very rare.”

“…That too.”

So naturally, things that I thought were ‘of course just like that’ began to look different. There was nothing wrong with what Larsen said. Byakuya couldn’t find anything to refute Larsen’s words.

“That was Great Sage Kirtel’s arrangement.”

“Kirtel. “Who on earth is he?”

Larsen thought for a moment. Larsen roughly understood the reality of the ‘Legend of Tutankha’.

Tutanka was never an absolute person who commanded the world. Rather than being an absolute person, he was merely a subordinate next to the absolute person. And in Larsen’s judgment, the true absolute is Kirtel.

If we replace the name Tutankha with the name Kirtel, all circumstances fit.

‘No one will believe me if I say that Tutankha was actually Kirtel’s subordinate.’

So he said this.

“A great sage who left mass hypnosis in your blood. “He is the person who arranged Tutankha’s fang.”

Honestly, I don’t know if ‘group hypnosis’ was used. Larsen also has no way to confirm.

It would be nice if Cheonan could interpret it, but he couldn’t interpret it that far.

Anyway, in the end, the Geumho tribe acknowledged that they were strange and created a ‘plausible reason’ for that strangeness.

“Why did you put group hypnosis on us?”

“For that was the will of Tutankha, the great chieftain and hero of the proud fighting race.”

Byakuya held out his hand.

“I will guide you to our village.”

I glanced behind Larsen.

“You should come too.”

Mirang’s tail rose straight into the sky.

* * *

Larsen stood on the cairn. I had the strange feeling of being violently transported through space and time.

I felt dizzy. I felt a little motion sick. It felt a little different from the mobile gateway. If the moving gateway felt like only moving ‘space’, passing this barrier felt like moving ‘time’ as well.

‘Time here. Time outside is different.’

Secret barrier. And a barrier where the selected ‘Geumho’ can move freely. In addition, anyone recognized by the Geumho clan can enter this barrier without any particular restrictions. I had no idea what level of magic it was. I don’t know, but it seemed like an incredibly high magic technique had been set up.

“human?”

“Elder Bakuya. Are you human?”

Elder Bakuya took the lead.

“You’re human. “I brought Tutankha’s fang.”

“Tutanka’s fang?”

Several members of the Geumho tribe came out of their hut and looked at Lassen. I fluttered my nose.

“It really smells like Tutankha, right?”

“It smells like Tutankha!”

Byakuya’s heart was pounding as he walked.

‘They too… read Tutankha’s scent. We’ve never seen Tutankha before.’

It’s so natural. Naturally, we accept the fact that it is ‘Tutanka’s fang’. There is no Geumho tribe who thinks that is strange.

‘This is… mass hypnosis imprinted in our blood.’

A shiver ran through Byakuya’s body. What on earth did the great patriarch Tutankha plan?

There was an altar made of high stones in the center of the village. The height is about 5 meters. I saw stone steps leading up to the altar.

“Come this way.”

Byakuya climbed the stairs first. Larsen followed suit. Top of the altar. There was a hole there. It was an altar made to insert Tutanka’s fang.

Byakuya said.

“Legend says that if an unworthy person places Tutankha’s fang on the altar, he will die. “They say there will be a thunderbolt of fire.”

uh. wait for a sec. You didn’t say that.

“But you seem well qualified. “The great sage Kirtel and the great chieftain Tutanka will make arrangements for you.”

“….”

“That’s the place. “Put your fangs in there.”

Lightning strike. If you get hit, you’ll die, right? In an instant, Cheonan interpreted it.

[Kirtel was thorough. It was assumed that a person who had not met Kirtel acquired Tutankha’s fang by chance. The condition is ‘you must meet Kirtel’. If a person who has not met Kirtel approaches the altar and attempts to obtain Kirtel’s arrangement, Kirtel’s ‘fight against man’ will be struck with a thunderbolt of fire.] I swallowed

.

‘What is that again?’

I wonder why the name is so grand. What a showdown.

[Kirtel’s interpersonal battle technique cannot be classified as circle magic, so Kirtel classified it as 9 circle for convenience.]

Byakuya asked.

“Why are you doing that?”

My eyes narrowed.

“Are you scared? “To carry on the will of the great chieftain.”

“no. No way. “I was feeling the breath of Kirtel and Tutankha.”

Larsen walked to the center of the altar excitedly. Larsen could feel it. If you show even a little bit of nonsense here, Byakuya will eat you first. For the crime of insulting the Geumho tribe.

‘Be as calm as possible. ‘Be as exciting as possible.’

He raised his fangs. Larsen took a deep breath. Tutanka’s fang was carefully inserted into the hole. At that moment, just like in ‘Sign’, a person appeared. Something closer to a hologram than a person.

Just below. The Geumho tribe under the altar said, “Oh!” And he let out an exclamation.

“Great Chief! two! bang! card!”

“two! bang! card!”

He stamped his feet and shouted. Larsen felt strange.

‘Tutankha?’

No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t have the physique of a Geumho tribe. There is no sign that it has a tail or that it has been cut off. There is no energy unique to the Geumho tribe. No matter how you look at it, you are still human.

There Larsen realized something.

‘Tutanka is not Kirtel’s subordinate.’

Kirtel is Tutankha himself. Now, in the eyes of the Kumho people, Kirtel seems to be Tutankha. I don’t know what kind of trick they used.

‘I set it as a legendary great mage.’

It simply doesn’t seem to be that way.

To what extent does a great wizard have to achieve this level of group hypnosis and magic, transcending the ages? Why did he have to sleep in the North Sea?

Kirtel said.

“You brought the Holy Grail.”

As expected, this time it wasn’t a conversation. It was just a matter of unpacking the values that had already been set.

Larsen listened to Kirtel in silence.

“…Therefore, I give my first arrangement to the latter.”

Red energy gathered in Kirtel’s hands. It turned out to be a little gem. Then a small scream was heard.

“evil!”

The Holy Grail popped out. The appearance of a golden cup. The golden cup trembled. I don’t know where I’m talking about, but I said it anyway.

“You senile old man trying to bully me again!”

A red gem dug into the body of the Holy Grail.

“it hurts! “It hurts!”

The jewel was embedded in the body of the Holy Grail. Kirtel smiled.

“The beginning of a great journey has begun. Huin.”

At the same time, new interpretation values began to be read.