Youngest Scion of the Mages - Chapter 84

The Youngest Son of the Magic Family Episode 84

“Are we going to save our house?”

Rosaline tilted her head.

“I can show you up to the level 3 library with my authority.”

“Good.”

The deal was done. Larsen and Rosalyn moved into their seats. I came out to a field nearby with few people around.

“Rosalyn.”

“why?”

“It would be suicidal to fight a wizard in a place with so much hay.”

“know.”

There is a lot of hay. The wind is blowing well. This is a situation that the ‘Fire Wizard’ really likes. You can inflict damage to your opponent with fire, but the fire-type wizard who created the fire is not affected by the fire. From the conditions, you can already start a few moves ahead.

“I’m glad you know.”

Larsen looked around.

‘There’s something going on.’

It is a fact that even a child can understand that there will be a follow-up. Rosaline is the only daughter of the Grandel family and receives endless love from the matriarch. Rosalind couldn’t have gone out alone.

‘There’s only one person I can feel.’

One person is spotted in Cheonan.

‘Why is there only one?’

She is the matriarch of Grandel, famous for her daughter-in-law. I wouldn’t know if there was someone like Magner attached. Normally, there would have been at least three escorts attached. The answer was simple.

‘One person must be intentionally spreading momentum.’

For the rest, it means that they cannot detect hiding with their current skills.

“What are you thinking about?”

“I’m curious about the identity of the person who is intentionally draining energy.”

“Do you need me to tell you?”

“no.”

Rosalind is under no obligation to tell. Larsen asked this time.

“You said you wanted to test your martial arts skills. What is it specifically?”

“Green onion (破).”

“good.”

Rosalind lowered her lower body slightly. The balance was firmly established. I could see it in Larsen’s eyes too.

‘You’ve grown.’

Rosalind also seemed to be a genius. Larsen also took a similar stance. I could see fighting power boiling in Larsen’s eyes. Rosalind also seemed to be able to handle fighting power now.

‘I can see the flow of fighting power.’

It moved organically within the body like blood and brought out Rosalyn’s martial arts skills.

“Goes.”

It was seen that the fighting force was concentrated on the ankles and knees. It was easy to respond.

‘The distance is narrowing.’

It was like magic. It was much faster than the speed that an average person can achieve. It felt like a spring was popping out.

‘Quick.’

Rosalind’s movements were faster than expected. Larsen did not avoid it. As much as Rosalind wanted to test her martial arts skills, Larsen also wanted to test his martial arts skills.

[Intermediate magic fighting skills. ‘Strong (强)’ has been activated.]

The level of ‘Self-Defense’, which was a beginner magic fighting skill, has increased to become an intermediate magic fighting skill ‘Strong’.

river.

Strengthening the spirit and soul.

Hardness here does not mean physical hardness. If you can effectively block an opponent’s attack, that is what Grandel meant by ‘strong’.

‘Shedding gently.’

Larsen has learned magic fighting techniques and can manipulate transcendental mana. All properties can be handled to some extent. In addition, the secret of water properties was added.

Rosaline bit her lip.

‘It definitely touched my heart.’

The fist did make contact with Larsen’s chest. However, it did not provide a proper impact. It felt like I had been hit with water. Suddenly, the words of my uncle, Tuwang Magner, came to mind.

[If you give that child at least one hit, I will grant you everything you want.]

My father said that as if he was giving her a treat, and Rosalind got angry at him. Even so, I wonder if I won’t be able to land a single correct hit.

Rosaline widened the distance slightly.

“You were able to just fight back, right?”

“uh.”

“But why didn’t you do it?”

“Because it wasn’t the best timing?”

I could have counterattacked, but I decided it wasn’t the best timing. Achieving maximum efficiency with minimum movement. Isn’t that the best magic fighting technique?

Similar battles followed several times. Usually, Rosalind was on the offensive side and Larsen was on the defensive side.

‘Ugh.’

Larsen hastily lowered his head. A kick that points downward and then curves abnormally upward. Rosalyn’s feet moving like whips made Larsen a little confused. It was because the movement was much faster than expected. But that was all. It was faster than I thought, so I was a little embarrassed. Larsen tapped Rosalyn’s foot. This time Larsen widened the distance.

‘Your physical strength is enormous.’

Rosalind, who was practicing martial arts with fighting power, seemed to still be full of stamina.

‘If I moved like Rosalyn… I wouldn’t have any stamina left.’

Larsen’s magic fighting technique is based on ‘transcendent mana’. Although he was born with the special attribute of sacral retardation, continuously using transcendental mana still consumes a lot of physical strength. Although the body has fighting power, it only plays a supporting role.

‘Is this a reason why we need to increase our fighting power?’

In Larsen’s opinion, ‘Transcendent Mana’ is superior in terms of destructive power and effectiveness, but ‘fighting power’ is more advantageous in terms of sustainability and stamina distribution. There are pros and cons to both energies.

‘I need to finish it soon.’

I saw Rosalyn approaching, crouching slightly.

‘It looks like it will go straight, but it will eventually jump.’

It will suddenly jump up and attack from above and below. It’s not a normal move. It is a martial arts technique that utilizes fighting power. It’s probably moving much faster than you think. However, Larsen had already read all of Rosalyn’s movements.

Just before Rosalyn jumped up, Larsen took a step forward. He grabbed Rosalyn’s arm as if he already knew she was going to jump.

“uh?”

Larsen grabbed Rosalyn’s arm and pulled her gently, then tripped her ankle and knocked her down. It was truly a fleeting moment. Larsen placed his palm on Rosalyn’s face. Flames flickered in the palm of my hand. I drew out the mana of the fire attribute.

The blazing red flames made Rosaline’s face red.

“I won, right?”

And then applause was heard.

* * *

Bellatudo.

One of the absolutes of this world. She is the matriarch of Grandel, who is called the King of Love. Bellatudo thought it was funny.

[I am curious about the identity of the person who is intentionally draining energy.]

It is true that energy was leaked intentionally. But I didn’t expect it to be this easy to understand.

[Assume that he is a genius and try to hide at a level higher than that level. I wonder if he can guess it or not.]

So Bellatudo intentionally adjusted his energy. I thought to myself. Larsen wouldn’t figure out his hiding place. But I figured it out. It’s very easy too.

‘It means that he has more spirit than I thought.’

The feeling was better than I expected. That is commendable. However, just because you have great spirit does not mean that your skills themselves are great. Sensitive people usually have excellent sense of energy. There are also people who are just born with a sense of energy.

But as time passed, Bellatudo’s expression became serious.

‘This guy is using a modified form of martial arts.’

Matusul. martial arts. It uses abilities whose boundaries are ambiguous. Although it is operated with mana rather than combat power, what Larsen is using now is clearly a ‘strong’ trick. It seemed like the properties of mana were added to the nature of the river. The strength was even partially helping the muscles move organically.

As soon as Bellatudo saw him, he could tell what Larsen was doing.

‘Just as Rosalyn is testing her abilities, Larsen is also testing his abilities.’

It seemed like it had been a while since Larsen had acquired that ability. The skill level itself did not seem to be high. What was surprising was that with that low level of proficiency, she was more than half the number ahead of Rosaline.

‘The fundamental principle is martial arts.’

Honestly, I was shocked. Matusul. I didn’t even pay attention to it because it was a lost discipline. However, the martial arts that Larsen was performing now clearly contained martial arts skills. Everything Larsen understood, Bellatudo also understood.

‘Currently, Larsen’s skill level itself is lower.’

The skill level is lower, but the skills are superior?

‘I guess it’s because horse fighting is superior to martial arts.’

Bellatudo acknowledged it. I had no choice but to admit it. Bellatudo had a hunch. The study of ‘Martial Arts’ will take your martial arts skills to the next level.

‘That guy. There is something.’

I felt it while watching Larsen. Larsen saw a new interpretation.

[The character ‘Setting Pioneer’ begins to become interested in hidden pieces of the world.]

The Mage of the Sky.

Setting destroyer.

In addition, this time, the interpretation of ‘setting pioneer’ appeared. The destroyer is currently assumed to be Magner.

match! match! match!

At that time, Bellatudo appeared, clapping.

“You won.”

“dad!”

Larsen couldn’t believe his ears.

‘dad?’

What if it’s your dad? Bellatu too? crazy. Why is Bellatudo here? Larsen hastily bowed his waist.

“Grandel’s matriarch. “I meet the King of Loving Love.”

“It’s enough to say hello.”

Bellatu too. The head of the Grandel family. I knew there was one person hiding, but I didn’t know that person was Bellatudo.

‘thank god. ‘I didn’t hit you.’

We fought mainly on defense. There was no attack at the end either. No matter how generous Bellatudo is as a martial artist, even if this was a fair duel, Bellatudo is a devoted father who loves his daughter. I suddenly felt lucky that I didn’t get hit.

“You said something interesting. “You want to come to the library?”

“That’s right.”

“Why?”

“Because I want to study martial arts.”

Larsen didn’t hide it. Anyone with skills at Bellatudo’s level would know everything about what happened inside Larsen’s body. Everyone will be aware of the fact that they are learning martial arts and using the techniques of martial arts.

Bellatudo looked at Larsen blankly.

‘this guy. ‘I have no intention of lying.’

Rather, if you ask them, they will answer everything as you ask. It looks like he has nothing to hide. I like it.

“I will send a formal invitation to the Mayton family.”

“dad?”

Grandel sends an invitation first. Larsen visits first and visits after receiving an invitation. It has a completely different meaning.

“thank you.”

“With my authority, I can show you up to the level 2 library.”

Rosalind was dumbfounded. I couldn’t understand why my father was suddenly acting like that.

“I will treat you as an honored guest.”

* * *

Decatra, the matriarch of Mayton, chuckled. He sat down in his desk chair and looked through the invitation.

“That’s interesting.”

Decatra’s henchman Senkan asked.

“What is that?”

“This is an invitation written by Bellatudo himself.”

“Are you the head of the Grandel family? “What is it about?”

“They say they want to formally invite Larsen Mayton.”

Senkan burst out laughing.

“what’s the reason?”

“I heard they highly value Larsen’s potential.”

That alone cannot be a reason for an invitation.

“You wrote that Rosaline is very stimulated.”

For Rosaline. They say they want to invite Larsen for Rosalyn’s growth. Decatra chuckled and laughed.

“At least at this point, they have decided that Larsen is better than Rosalyn.”

Senkan just stood silently in front.

‘Bellatudo officially recognized and invited Larsen. Even sending out an official invitation.’

It hasn’t been long since I left for the pilgrimage. There is still a long way to go to complete the two-year period. Perhaps Larsen has achieved the highest honor a 14-year-old wizard can achieve. Because it was approved by Bellatudo.

‘Even Bellatudo wouldn’t know what that means.’

Larsen Mayton himself probably doesn’t know. Although it was just an invitation, it meant a lot.

Senkan said.

“It looks like Larsen has entered a full-scale succession war.”

“I guess so.”

3 days later.

Larsen returned home. As soon as I returned to my home, I tried to find the Badger Annex where my mother, Soso, was staying.

In front of the Badger Annex.

Larsen was startled.

“Did you read my facial expressions?”

There was someone standing in front of the door. A man with a long sword mark on his face. It was a face Larsen was familiar with.

‘Father’s shadow.’

A confidant among confidants. It was Senkan, his father’s closest associate.

“Try to get it sometime.”

Senkan threw a fireball at Rasen. The fireball was full of murderous intent. Larsen had a hunch.

‘If you get hit, you die.’