The Youngest Son of a Master Swordsman

The face of the hilarious grin hardened like a stone.

Group 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 seconds.

Jean waited within that time for Uger to make up for his mistake, and his face soon twisted slightly into displeasure.

It's not a matter of concern. Even Johnsy and Ferrell, who entered their 50s this year, have been courteous to themselves as young as 30 years old, but they're just talking informally.

"Uger. I don't know if the dishes I've prepared will fit that half-assed mouth.”

As I handed one more word gently, the light of the auger flushed. Quite a few people were watching the two. Insult and anger mingled together, speeding up the blood clot.

"Hey, great kid. Are you being so embarrassed because I talked down to you? No matter how many times you're Looncandel, I'm a great senior in the world of fighters. It's because I'm proud of my superior junior, and for a rascal!"

asked Uger as if he was dumbfounded.

Jean thought perhaps she needed to explain the situation to this stupid fellow.

"Listen, Tukoga's Uger. What you have just done is to insult not only me, but everyone else who has respected me so far. You should have been even more careful if you were a senior and junior person."

"What?"

"The first, second, Lord Johnsy or Ferrell of the Knights of the Dragon and so on. Aren't most of you senior? If I had eyes and ears, I'd have seen how they treated me.”

Zulado Ken and Seager Ken nodded, and Johnsyna stood out in the eye as if the situation were interesting.

Other onlookers gave small sighs or whispered among themselves.

"If you act like that, what will they become? Admit your mistake. And apologize. I've spoken to you, so I'll pretend it never happened."

The moment that Uger tries to answer in a fit of rage.

Oh!

Spectators exclaimed and whistled.

"You got a nice shot, Uger!"

"Khaha, hey, haven't I told you before that you should be more careful? You've been taught a great deal by Looncandel's little Confucius.”

"Thanks to Confucius the youngest, I saved my life once. I'm sure you'll have been very upset about your driving one day. Haha, follow Confucius' opinion.”

"You're not going to ask Confucius to duel just because you're embarrassed, are you?" I don't want to believe you're such a narrow-minded person.”

Naturally, the onlookers patted him on the shoulder and warmed up the atmosphere. They were all senior fighters who were close to Uger.

And Uger is a very simple character. He was speaking like this with a lighter face before he knew it.

"Hmmm, if the seniors say that much... Oh, my God. I must have made a mistake. For John Cena and other seniors, please use Lee Hu-bae's mistake. I'd appreciate it if Confucius Qin would do the same."

"Of course, Lord Uger."

The situation, which could have spread quickly, ended warmly.

Uger laughed out loud for no reason, looking a little embarrassed, and then disappeared into the presence of his own family.

After a while, as the people retreated, Luna, who was watching the scene from one side of the banquet hall, crept to the seat next to Jean.

"Luna's."

"Haha, the youngest has a talent for making enemies. Sometimes it would be nice to be cute like a normal kid.”

Ta-da. The glasses of the two struck lightly.

"If I hadn't had so many people watching me, I would have gone soft. Now that I was the representative of Looncandel, I just needed to be a difficult human being.”

"You're right. But what were you going to do if Uger really signed up for a duel? He's still stronger than you. I think it's about six stars.”

"I didn't think it was possible. If you apply for a duel. The owner and elders of Tukoga, who were looking this way from the front table with anxious eyes, would have come running and taken him."

Luna looked at Tukoga's table, which Jean pointed with her eyes. It was seen that Tukoga's family was directly reprimanding Uger.

"......Oh, my God. You were calculating the situation with those people in mind?"

"Yes, and besides, Tuko's family had already been frowned upon since Lord Wugger spoke down to me. He knew exactly what he was doing."

"I'm sick of it. Where did you learn how to fight and live from the nobles?”

"I don't think it's a bad idea to have someone around to teach you that. In the Sword Garden, swordsmanship is the only thing that gets better every day.”

"That's enough. What......do you need anything else?”

"Oh, my God, she's like your sister. She doesn't need anything else. The youngest people who are hated like me need so many things to survive.”

"Is that so?"

Luna tilts her head in a naive manner as if she really doesn't know. Jin was amazed at Luna, who was born as a predator and had never seen her in her life.

Jean looked at such a sister and glared her tongue inside.

Luna, on the other hand, was thinking:

'He's got the same or more talent as me, and he seems to be working his head off. So he could have been assassinated in a storm... Who are the brothers who have recognized the potential of the youngest in advance?’

And when people saw their brother and sister talking in a friendly way, they wondered if Luna was really the "white policeman" of rumors.

She had never attended any of the nobility's parties since the banquet marking her five-star achievement at 15. Even at the banquet, all he had to do was drag all those coming to the duel and kill them half-dead.

People thought she hated banquets because she was so ancient as a mythical creature of background, but Luna actually liked them more than anyone else.

To be exact, I liked to hide my identity and dance at a small party in a street tavern.

"By the way, I'm here because it's a feast to celebrate you. This isn't my cup of tea. I'm going to go to another fun place.”

"Are you already leaving?”

"Yes. You're still a little out of tune to dance with me. When you're all grown up, I'll take you somewhere nice."

Siblings smiling face to face.

"I look forward to it. Sister."

"Oh, and before I go, I'm going to leave a message to people like you.”

Luna stood up and embraced Jean in the back.

'Well, what's wrong with you all of a sudden? Goosebumps.'

It really gave me goose bumps.

'If you keep doing this, won't all of these people realize that I care about you dearly? Then I'll be less likely to make mistakes to you even if I'm scared. See you later.’

As she expected, the guests were forced to conceal their astonishment. The white policeman, who even other brothers find extremely difficult, expressed his affection for the youngest.

In particular, the men who secretly had affection for her were divided into two classes, and from now on they were willing to make a chance to meet her even if they were seen well by Jin.

"Wow... I'm so jealous of this! Damn it! Mr. Vishkel. I want to hug Luna, too! Ugh, that hallowed fellow!"

He was madly envious. Just like this man who claims to be her fan, Bubar Gaston.

"Ah! Mr. Vishkel. Tonight, I'll have to write a poem about Luna tonight. Ha, my perfect metamorphosis won't make a man as beautiful as him...….”

Vishkel Ibliano, who was listening, had a throbbing head and was about to burst.

He attended the banquet in his capacity as the next housekeeper of the Yvliano family, with the aim of grasping the trends of the Looncandel for Kinselo.

Originally, I was going to attend alone, but Bubar came with me like a madman, asking me to take him to his entourage.

How many tiring things have happened in the process?

The original 'executive' cannot be held in the banquet hall of Looncandel. Therefore, Vishkel had to spend hours poring over his younger sister who had uncomfortable legs.

But.

The reason you came to the banquet was to see Luna. Vishgel hid his trembling fists in his coat.

"Ah, Mr. Vishkel. Today, I'm going to write a poem for Luna and sing all night. All night long!"

"Please... ...shut up, Bubar Gaston."

"Don't be so mean, brother. It could be a big deal for you. And thanks to you, Bubar, I was able to see Ronquandel's one-legged party.”

A girl whose eyes glow in a wheel chair pulled by Bubar.

It was Vishu's only sister, Margiela Ibliano.

"Lady Margiela knows how I feel. Lady, haha. From today on, this boulevard will travel all over the vast banquet hall for you.”

"Okay, Bubar."

Jean had long been aware of the swarm that stood out because of the flounder, but did not know the identity of Vishkel and Bubar.

The reason why Vishkel is the vice general manager of Kinselo is because he has not obtained information in his previous life, and Bubar is disguised.

Jean soon turned to the other side. There was no time to care about them again and again because people were talking to them one by one another.

I'm tired of being the owner. By the way, where the hell are the jipples...…?’

Jean was constantly searching for the boys and girls of the Zipple family who had come to the end. It is only natural that Jipple is his top priority.

However, Jipple's children did not appear to be hiding in the corner of the banquet hall.

'Well, it's a little annoying, but should I go around and look for it myself?'

Jin, who thought so, was about to get up.

Bam!

Someone put the glass down on Jean's table.

"Can this girl dare ask the Lord of Looncandel for a drink?"

The content is polite, but not the way it talks. A girl's voice that gives a challenging nuance somewhere.

Chin, who looked up and looked into her eyes, burst into laughter.

"Oh, you...….”

"This is Siris Endorma of the Palace. It's an honor to meet you."

Siris grinned thinly with his eyes.