Swordmaster's Youngest Son
/ Swordmaster's Youngest Son Chapter 298
Published at 4th of February 2022 12:02:00 PM
Lead to natural death during the battle with the Jipple.
This situation clearly differed from the orders Rosa gave. It was not the best development Jin had ever thought of.
But given the variable Veradin, it was close to its best.
"Yours..."
Barsick, Barton burst into laughter.
The guardian knights unfolded the camp and surrounded Barton. Sreung! A sharp frictional sound came as the blade escaped the sword, and life spread in the eyes of Dipus.
"I've never expected anything like that since I had an enemy in Looncandel. You're telling a boring story, twelve horsemen."
Ligaf Clever.
Suddenly Barton Bichena's real name came to mind.
An unfortunate knight who had to wait and see the blood and power that knew the truth were killed.
That's what Jean thinks of Barton Vichena.
Therefore, I thought it was natural for Barton to laugh at the sound of "yewoo."
But there was one strange corner.
'For some reason...' I can't feel any resentment or anger from Barton.'
Looncandel would have taken Barton's life and killed his relatives, and Clever would have taken the whole thing hostage.
Is it because the resentment and anger toward Looncandel is too deep, dark and huge? So it's not easy to look at?
Barton's eyes shining beyond the pitch just looked calm.
"It's been pretty hard trying to put up with your disgusting acting since the old days, Barton Vicena. You're wearing a black helmet, and you don't have a place to stick to, so you became a spy for the Zipple!"
Whoo!
The Supreme Sword of Dipus hit Barton's back of the head.
At the same time, he pulled out Jindo's signature and aimed at the neck.
Guardian knights did not budge.
Their role was to maintain a checkup to limit Barton's movements rather than attack.
Kagang!
Barton, who was so fast that he could not be seen, easily struck the swords of the two men and went through the law of complementing them.
He was injured, but the tenacity he achieved did not fade away.
Barton rotated and narrowed the distance from Dipus.
Jean straightened the blade on Barton's back but stopped short of stabbing the cape.
"Is that wrong? Dipus Looncandel."
Despite being in battle, Diffus was likely to be torn to pieces by Barton's attitude of asking if it was his fault.
"Are you asking if this traitorous bastard is at fault? That's what you're talking about.”
"Dipus. That's why you can't do it to Joshua. Fighting spirit is the best of brothers, but there is no depth to reason.”
Barton and Dipus put their swords together and played a short tug-of-war.
It was Barton who stepped down first, not because he lacked strength.
It was to avoid the sudden fall of the Plain Equation of the Ming Dynasty, which had just begun to drop.
Barton nodded as he looked at the spot where the epilepsy had fallen.
"Oh, I can't say fighting spirit. Sir Ciron used to praise the struggle since he was a cadet. Now, ask me again, Dipus. Is my betrayal wrong?"
Neither Qin nor Dipus answered with expressionless faces.
But Jean was actually calm, and Dipus was struggling to keep his cool.
"Why can't you answer, Dipus Looncandel. Do you really think it's wrong that I became a spy for Jipple?"
Barton's screaming voice showed signs of disappointment.
It looked strange. As a traitor, he is rather pressing Looncandel's rider.
Jean was able to read Barton's feelings for Looncandel in that very passage.
love and hate
It was a very easy feeling.
"You sound like you're going to die, and you're talking nonsense, but I can't listen to you anymore.”
"Then a twelve-man, Jean Looncandel. You answer it."
Barton jerked around and began to reach out his sword to Jean. There was no hesitation in changing positions, even though it was more burdensome to turn away from Dipus.
He seemed ready to die.
It used too much ore to direct the air battle with Cosek, and the wound from the space explosion was never shallow.
It would have been a little bit promising if it were only Dipus and the guardian knights, but Barton can't expect to survive as long as he has a camp.
How little damage do you take and cut Barton's throat?
That was all Looncandel had to worry about.
"Sir Barton. Why are you so childish?"
Barton hesitated and made eye contact with Jean. He allowed a single attack by the Diffus in a moment's absence, but avoided a fatal wound.
"You want me to apologize? About Looncandel ruining your life."
"What?"
Then Barton was furious and lifted up his spirits.
"When the hell did Looncandel ruin my life?"
"Before I came here, I looked at the documents about you. According to the document, you became a black knight unwillingly and lost blood and relatives."
Barton's eyes trembled as if they had heard the most absurd story.
Even the Dipus had a similar atmosphere. Because of this, Jin had no choice but to feel as if she had made a slip of the tongue.
"......puhhhhh."
Soon Barton burst into a dejected laugh.
Dipus posed and overlaid the sword with a new one.
"Your mother must not have handed you all the documents about Barton. The youngest, the author has never lost his life to Looncandel. Rather, he was crazy to be a knight of the Runkandel."
Jean's eyes grew bigger.
"......no way, Looncandel killed the authorities of Cleverga, who knew Lord Barton's identity. You mean it was Lord Barton's will?"
"Yes. The document you have seen is made to ensure that no less than five-time riders will despise him even if they go on duty with Barton in the future. He wanted to be a black knight, so he abandoned his family and killed his own flesh and blood.”
He seemed to have been hit in the back of the head with a hammer.
I don't understand. If this is true, I'd be disappointed.
Are you saying you're disappointed in your family?
No, not the family, but the father. The family can do that. The family can do more than this.
My father must be a heartless man. But he's not a mean man, at least for me to feel. And he's not weak enough to threaten anyone. But why? I don't understand why I had to get Barton Vichena so much.
The conversation I had with Gilly just before coming to Ventica.
On the other hand, I felt relieved. The fact that Zion did not turn Barton into a black knight in such a shameful way.
Then the feeling of disgust soared.
"For what on earth?”
That's right!
The brain was shaking in Sigmund's autopsy. While Barton was dealing with Dipus, Jin had lifted the power of the optical heart to prepare for the Ming Dynasty.
"Why did you go so far and become a knight?"
It was no longer worth using honorifics.
No matter how devoted he was to Looncandel until he betrayed, he was now just a strong, contemptible human being.
The next moment, it was only one letter that popped out of Barton's mouth.
"The strongest power to control the world. That's the only thing I worship. Blood relatives, relatives, families! Those things don't mean nothing. In the best family, only getting the strongest power was the meaning of existence."
It's been a long time since I was dumbfounded.
"So Lord Ciron's Looncandel was no better than heaven for me...….”
"You seem to have a serious mental illness.”
"Do you think I could have reached 10 without such tenacity, without a blessed body? No, it's impossible. Humanity and strength, I ended my choice a long time ago."
I didn't understand a single word from my heart.
I could understand rationally.
In the past, I have met a human who speaks and acts in this way.
From the kidad of the countercurrent, Barton, he appeared to overlap.
The two men were very similar in that they did nothing but measure and purpose to be strong.
Both of them are vicious, but the Barton side was even worse when compared purely with tenacity.
"It's a trivial life marked by betrayal."
"So, will you also say, like Dipus, that I am wrong? Lord Xiron would never have responded so much."
"You're right, Barton. My father would have said this.”
Yeah, that's what you're worth. Then prove that the value is right.
"Did you want to hear this?"
Barton nodded contentedly. He betrayed Looncandel, but still had infinite respect for a superman named Ciron Looncandel.
"Then prove it. That you're right. I think you want your father's way, because I like it, too. If you convince me, I'll let you live."
Dipus did not bother to complain about Jin's words that were close to his authority.
It was because there was nothing Barton could do anyway.
"It's impossible right now. I'm going to die at your hands today."
"Then your choice is wrong.”
"When I was in Lord Xiron's Looncandel, I thought death was a failure and the end of everything. But after meeting Sir Kellyak, I realized. Death is not the end, Jean Looncandel. All I need is time."
"Are you going to make a fuss? Can't that ten-star force and your new master save you right now, given up so much and betraying you?"
"There's a truth that will never change, even if you guys kill me today. The first is that if Sir Xiron disappears, Looncandel will surely perish. Second, I can exist longer than you even if my body is destroyed."
The concussion at Sigmund was getting stronger.
"By then, you'll have no choice but to admit that this Barton Bichena's choice was not wrong."
There was an unpleasantly firm belief in Barton.
Barton seemed to be gibberish, but he was confident that the Zipple would surely destroy Looncandel.
It was an unpleasantly firm belief. Are you out of your mind because of the worship and tenacity of power? Or did it suddenly become vain by the unexpected slaughter?
Either way, Jean was shuddered at the fact that she had felt a little compassion for Barton just a few minutes ago.
"The youngest, that's enough. I don't think we need to keep listening to crazy dogs. Let's do what we're doing."
The Diffus sent the Cosech and said, wrapping his cherished anor on the Supreme Prosecutors' Office. Just as Qin raised his brain in the photocardium to spread the Ming-gum season, Dipus was also ready to open the final phase.
Chapter end
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