The Youngest Son of a Master Swordsman

Veradin paid off the debt as Jean asked.

He didn't say a word until the moment the mobile gate worked. Sometimes I glanced at the losing side and got tired of what he was doing.

Jean Looncandel... In a few years or so, I think he'll be the one who'll make the world a sensation. Ugh, I wonder! I want to talk more, but I can't be quiet.'

Beradin's eyes glistened with curiosity, glancing at Jean. Just a few words of conversation, but today's meeting was a strong stimulus to Veradin.

So there was some goodwill in Veradin's curious gaze.

If it weren't for Looncandel, we'd be good friends....I should be content to feel like I've found a worthy enemy. Maybe he'll be a lifelong opponent!’

While Veradin was blowing his nose and spreading such a juvenile imagination, Jean was thinking:

"Before returning, you're a wizard idol, and you're a nuisance.’

Veradin even blushes his face and turns his head whenever his eyes meet Jean.

'I think you're out of your mind looking at the above-mentioned face and eyes. Ha, should I have just cut a few fingers?'

The focus cannot be on such a burdensome look. Jean just covered the transcription note and stroked the Murakhan, waiting for the mobile gateway to work.

"You've been waiting a long time. Teleportation will begin shortly. In the aftermath of teleportation, headaches and dizziness may come, so passengers...….”

Whoo-woo-ooh!

The interior of the express waiting room began to turn pale with mana. A mellow mana covered the Qin and Veradine.

"It was a pleasure. See you again next time, Jean Looncandel!"

cried Veradin in an excited voice. When we arrived, the straight road would be different, because now was the only time to say hello.

"Yes, thank you."

Veradin didn't hear Jean's answer.

Veradin was teleported to the immigration counter, and Jean arrived in the express waiting room as it was Looncandel.

In Hufester, Looncandel is a family of unparalleled power and heavenly reputations. On the other hand, they were the ones who would kill the world, so there was no choice but to make a big difference from their arrival in Korea.

Most of the world is divided in this way between Looncandel and Zipple. Not many countries are free from the influence of the two families.

"Whew, whew...…!”

Patting!

Gilly patted Murakan on the back with a helpless face.

"It's a piece of cake, really. What kind of dragon are you...….”

"Whew, khew. Whoo! There was no such device in my time. Ugh, I feel like my guts are all twisted.”

It was about 100 years ago that wizards developed the mobile gateway.

It is not suitable for dragons as it is a technology and device made based on humans. It breathed out as if Murakan, who had been puking for a long time, was going to live.

"Mr. Marmurakan. Are you okay.

"Never mind. It's been a thousand years since I threw up. There used to be a lot of idiots who used dragon vomit as a perfume material."

"That's still the case. If you give me those nobles you've poured out, I'll go crazy and give you gold."

"Oh, you still do? Strawberry pie, is there anything you want? I sold my own...….”

"Loud, throw it over there in the incinerator. If you go outside, there will be people in your family."

When I came out of the waiting room, I saw a quiet scene at the mobile gate of the Hufester Allies.

Usually, it's a crowded place if it's not a holiday, but today is the day the youngest of Looncandel comes. Extreme control was seen.

Clack, clack, clack!

A group of knights dressed in chairman's armor approached the Qin party. They were the guardian knights of the Looncandel.

"I've been waiting, young master. It's my first time saying hello. I'm second-class butler Petro."

said a middle-aged man standing among the knights.

Jin and his party headed for the Sword Garden in a steel wagon they had prepared.

* * *

a sword garden

A place like a symbol of Gandel.

As its name implies, this vast garden seems to have more swords in the ground than flowers and trees.

All those thousands of swords belong to the dead Looncandel or to the power, but not to the one who puts his sword in this land.

It is a privilege granted only to those who have contributed to the family's prosperity.

Entering the Sword's Garden, the steel wagon began to slow down. Jean looked at the slowly flowing swords out of the window, and for a moment fell into old thoughts.

"Once, it was my wish to die and put a sword in this land.’

Why was it so naive and foolish at the time?

If he had faced reality early on, Jean of his previous life would probably have left the family a little sooner. I wouldn't have given the 25-year-old one-star knight the chance to put a sword in here.

Why are you so.

Was it naive and foolish?

I asked myself one more question. Although he already knew the answer, he meant that he would get his mind together again since he came to his parents' house.

'Because I was weak. Because he was weak and not shrewdly leading.’

Jean grinned and closed her eyes.

Swordsmanship talent recovered by signing a contract with Soldert, magic talent from the original, little hair from 38 years of life, the guts that only a regression person can have because he has already died once.

There's Gilly and Murakan. Even strong colleagues who can share secrets. Even one of them is a legendary black dragon.

'Yes, this time it's worth living in this shit.’

This was the real beginning.

Until I arrived, I thought I'd be pretty nervous. Seeing the swords stuck in the garden, confidence and speculation soared.

"Chung!"

As the carriage stood in the center of the Sword Garden, the guardian knights of Looncandel, who were inspecting, held a ceremony.

And standing before the guardians, the twelve brothers of Qin... Parents

The master of Looncandel, and all who may be masters, have come together. It was not common for all of them to gather at their home.

I don't know...

Petro opened the carriage door. Jean and Gillie, holding the Murakhan, gently descended to the floor. As soon as Gilly got off, he bowed down and gave Ciron a salute, and Chin bowed lightly.

"Long time no see, youngest."

어머니, 로사 룬칸델이 가장 먼저 입을 열었다.

“예, 어머니.”

저벅, 저벅.

진이 찬찬히 시론의 앞으로 걸음을 옮겼다. 걷는 내내 양옆으로 늘어선 형제들의 시선이 느껴졌다.

무라칸 때문이다. 아버지의 관심을 받고 있다는 막내가, 고양이 따위를 어깨에 이고 있으니 어처구니가 없다는 시선이었다.

그리고 미간을 좁힌 시론이 진에게 이렇게 물었다.

“주운 것이냐?”

It's a question about Murakan.

Jean expected that her father would naturally bring up this question before saying hello. And how do I answer that to satisfy the most demanding superpowers?

"It's a big one. Father."

"I didn't pick it up, I got it...….”

A faint smile hung around the mouth of Zion.

"I'm glad you're sure and bold. Yes, when Looncandel gets something, he should always be in that position."

Some of the brothers' facial expressions hardened.

Most of them had memories of being severely scolded for being attracted to cute childhoods.

Or just people who don't like Jean.

Jean turned her head and looked at the faces of her brothers.

'Among them......there's a guy who put a curse on me.’

Who could it be?

Nine years ago, after seeing a curse with two eyes in the cradle. So far, it's a question that I've been curious about every single day.

And why?

To his one-year-old, and his youngest brother who hasn't shown anything yet. What is the reason for Looncandel's attempt to cast a curse more than death?

'Is it because I chose Barissada? Or was it a simple intention to eliminate competitors in advance?’

I'd like to catch up with each other right now, but this is not the time.

None of the twelve brothers were weaker than Qin. Even Tonya's brother, who acted like a subordinate in the storm, is more likely to be stronger at present, as he has been trained in the Runkandel sword for two years.

Above all.

Isn't today a happy day for families to get together after a long time?

There will be countless days to see blood.

Then Jean, smiling, put Murakan on the floor.

"Meow."

Murakan, who jumped and hugged Rosa. Rosa patted the Murakhan unexpectedly.

"Son. What's the name of this child?”

"This is Navi Looncandel. Mother."

Foot

Rosa burst into laughter, and most of the brothers' faces were horribly distorted. Siron looked silently at Jean.

"Father, mother! No matter how young the youngest is, we can't do this."

"I can't believe you gave Looncandel a name to a little Mimul. I agree with my fourth brother."

"Gilly! Four years, how did you raise your youngest? How could a child be a cat?…!”

While the brothers were complaining, the hall quickly quieted down when Xiron opened his mouth.

"Why did you have to give Looncandel his last name?”

Chin answered, eye-to-eye-to-eye with Siron.

"It's to give myself a sense of responsibility. For even a beast, it is the first life I have won by my own will. I thought the name needed to be heavy."

The eyes of the brothers, who closed their mouths, were filled with consternation, but Zion nodded still.

"That's interesting, but the youngest... What is the weight of the name Looncandel? Do you understand?"

To the heavy question, Jean nodded her head without hesitation.

"I understand. If anyone tries to hurt a butterfly, I'll get a job. It means you have to pay."

The look on the face of the Tonya brothers, who were staring at Jean as if they were going to kill him until just now, was crushed.

Now I thought I wouldn't be afraid if the youngest came, but seeing this reminded me of the storm.

"The youngest, you have a talent for making enemies. Seeing your brothers are so glaring."

It was a warning from Zion.

As soon as he enters his home town, Jin is not causing a stir with a few words. A warning to other children who dare to be buried in the snow before themselves.

The brothers corrected their facial expressions and posture in a moment.

"I think so. But I'll also have a talent for killing enemies. Father."

"Hahaha... ...we all need to be nervous. If you're going to take care of this smart youngest."

The brothers replaced the answer with a bow.

Then when all the Looncandel gathered in the mansion, a dinner for Jin began.

Throughout the meal, most of the brothers had no choice but to feel strange, watching their ferocious youngest.