Swordmaster's Youngest Son
/ Swordmaster's Youngest Son Chapter 404
Published at 4th of February 2022 11:59:22 AM
The red-hot prison that I took out of my arms glowed.
[Miaah!]
When Jin climbed onto Shri's back, Ron opened the way for him.
Chu-haah!
Ron's huge sword swept past the mana in front of him. Blood and flesh splashed like a fountain, and Shri ran through it.
After seeing it, Murakan quickly descended and transformed into a human being. The black wind seemed to have poured toward the camp.
"Where are you going, kid?"
"We have to find Veradin."
"Why would you doing that?"
"Kinselo is a terrorist force. Their purpose is the hostile relationship between the Highlands and the Zipple."
Murakan tilted his head once, and soon understood.
"Well, I get it.”
"Did you see Veradin up there?”
"No, I don't think so."
"Go back up and check it out. Let me know as soon as you see it, and if you don't, you keep up the air."
"You're going to go find him alone? I knew something else would pop out."
"You can't leave evidence, so there won't be anyone like Veracchi. If you're in a situation that's too much for yourself, I'll signal you."
"Okay."
The Murakhan returned to its original form and soared into the sky.
There was no other signal from Murakan even after a moment's observation. Veradin is already out of the field.
There was also a terrorist force inside the audience. Veradin moved away from them.'
Who was sitting near Veradin?
The masked royal family was closest. Veradin is the next housekeeper of the Jipple, so naturally he can stand shoulder to shoulder with the royal family in the Beams.
It was most reasonable to think that Veradin was attacked by them and was on the run.
On the front of the battlefield, where the outer wall had been torn down, were Qin, Rata and Ron. With the exception of the inner passage, there was no possibility that Veradin had escaped as it was the only way out.
'You took advantage of the fact that the imperial family always wears masks, the Kinselos.'
Shri's turn was reversed.
He was convinced that he should look inside the castle first, not toward the outer wall.
However, normal passageways could not be used. Still, the passage was completely saturated as fighters evacuated the general public.
Jean wrapped an auror around the sword without hesitation.
Squirt!
A thick wall was cut like a sheet of paper by a dagger.
The fighters in the back were unable to clear their way because of the pressure on them to stop the crowd, to protect the guests, and to damage the planet's blackness.
Boom!
The square-cut wall fell, creating a heavy noise.
"Move to the aisle!"
Jin first left the central battleground, leaving the words behind.
Congestion was the same in the castle. The servants were running like crazy, and one by one the biological golem that flowed from the outer walls was visible.
As soon as the bio golem was about to hit a group of servants, Shuri leaped and swung her front paws.
The servants shrieked with white-faced faces as the demon's head burst.
"Thank you..."!”
"Have anyone seen Veradin?"
"Who, who do you mean?"
"Beradine Zipple. Long white hair and a white coat."
"I didn't see it."
"By the way, Lord Qin. Lord Veradin didn't see it, but it went wild on the side of the castle's china storehouse."
They were warehouse management servants.
"Tell me more details.”
"We heard the news of terrorism at the central battleground, and we tried to spread it to others. And suddenly, there was an explosion in the warehouse, and I was avoiding it.”
"I don't know, but the cause of the explosion seemed to be magic. The guards went in to check, but we haven't heard from them since."
As soon as he entered, he seemed to have found a clue.
"Which way is the warehouse?”
"I'll follow you and let you know."
"I'm not sure I can handle things while protecting you. Draw me a map."
The servant hurriedly took the paper and pen out of his arms and drew a map of the map.
"Here you are."
"Other fighters will be out soon, so don't move and wait here."
I followed the directions straight to the china warehouse.
The porcelain warehouse was one of the largest warehouses in Geomhwangseong Fortress. A warehouse where more than 90 percent of the pottery collected over a hundred years from Ron and the previous owner is stored.
The warehouse had been completely smashed from the entrance.
Flames were seen everywhere.
'It's not a typical fire, it's a trail of flame magic. That's more than nine.'
Veradin's main system was flames.
As I stepped inside, the pieces of pottery broke at Shree's step.
And there were traces of other magic unfolded, not flames.
Earth, ice, blitz.
And darkness.
There were lumps of dark mana rolling around looking like black beads. I've never seen much dark magic, but it was a form that I couldn't explain otherwise.
'The Dark Wizardry totally destroyed it, where did Kinselo get those wizards?'
There could not have been any famous cannabis involved in attacking the High Ran. Magicians like Chukon Toldor, Susan Lilletta, Kidad Hall are already dead.
There are more unknown wizards inside Kinselo, or helpers.
For the moment, finding Veradin was the first priority. There must have been a fierce battle already, so it was an urgent situation.
Only broken pottery and debris could be seen, and the terrorists in Veradin and Kinselo seemed to have already moved elsewhere.
'There was no sign of battle except at the entrance. There's another passage that leads inside the china warehouse.'
The map also had a passageway drawn inside the ceramic warehouse.
It was a long dark passage. The road continued even after a long ride in Shuri.
Jin stopped Shiri while running because he found the body. The three bodies were Veradin's escort warriors seen at the banquet hall.
Of course they're not everything, but it's not hard to guess that Veradin is on the defensive.
When I got out of the aisle, I saw the drain. The passageway in the porcelain warehouse was one of the exits in case of emergency.
Behind Jin's back, I could see a dark sky stained with spirit. Distant binge drinking and shock waves from the battlefield were still signaling a fierce battle.
Which direction should I go?
There were no footprints in sighted. There were too many obstacles to identify the route using land and wind magic.
In the midst of agonizing, there was a beam of red light in the distance.
The familiar light that used to appear when the flame jade exploded, Veradin's magic was evident.
And as soon as Jin saw the magic, he had to be sure that Veradin had already been 'injured'.
It was because Veradin's magic, which is already nine years old, was unstable and weak.
"Let's go, Shree!"
[Manya!]
Finally, it was on the plains that confirmed Veradin's appearance.
Veradin was fighting a battle with two remaining escorts, wizards in gray robes, and the biogoles they were playing.
"Veradine!"
Veradin turns his head to Jean's voice.
"......Jin!"
Pazjik!
The thunderclap of the camp exploded the bio-golem surrounding Veradin.
Jean ploughed through it and examined Veradin's condition.
Blood was flowing from his lips, and his whole body was filled with wounds. Fortunately, there were no fatal injuries, but if the bleeding was so severe that the battle continued, there would be nothing strange about dying.
"I knew you'd come."
said Veradin with a faint smile.
The remark came with a strangely significant feeling.
"You don't know what you're talking about, you stupid assholes."
"Very strong, the authors. I wonder if there was a wizard like this among those I didn't know. At first, I thought they were real Auntie's men.”
At that moment, this was the question that flashed through Jean's mind.
'Is Veradin in perfect condition now?'
Even if it wasn't intact, it wouldn't change the fact that Veradin was saved, but suddenly one strange thing came to mind.
Why didn't Veradin send a rescue signal while he was coming all the way here?
Even if you didn't have a flare, you could have used magic to signal.
Even if he was distracted by the attack of the royal family in the audience, he could still sound. There were certainly many other fighters on the side where Veradin was.
"If you are in a state of mind, you intentionally created this situation. It would be beneficial in many ways for Hylan to get into trouble.'
The traces of magic that remained throughout the pottery warehouse were also somewhat artificial, as if they had been intentionally left behind.
In particular, it was on my mind that traces of dark magic remained visible.
It remained as if Veradin had struggled alone with those who used dark magic. Inside the blackness that is so common that a warrior is kicked by his foot.
But Veradin, who breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of Jean, was a familiar white-haired moron.
'I can't be sure. as was the case at the banquet.'
Jean turned back and looked at the gray lobes.
The gray lobes had paused their attacks at the appearance of Qin, and seemed to be invisible but bewildered by the hood.
"Veradine Zipple."
"Yes, Jean."
"Why didn't you send a rescue signal?"
"There was no time for that. I was ambushed from the audience, so I was busy taking refuge."
It was an expected answer.
And Jean concluded that Veradin's spirit was not "completely" intact at least.
"Runcandel the 12th rider, Jean Looncandel, came to rescue you on the special mission of Lord Ron Heilan, the sword's chief. Be sure to remember this fact. Do you understand?"
"......I see. I owe you Lord Ron.”
"Just get yourself together with the guards. I'll deal with them.”
As Qin lifted up his energy, the small stones of the plain began to rise into the air. Gray lobes were also releasing mana again.
'It's definitely lower than the specter.'
Still, there were four sorceresses who could imitate the ghostly band.
'If they really planned to kill Veradine, the grey lobes in the Black Planet would have been after Veradine. Veradin was fighting alone and sent only enough numbers to barely escape, on purpose."
If the four sorcerers are at the level where Veradin can run away in a fight.
He said he was no match for Jin.
As long as Jin is careful of dark magic, which is an unknown territory.
"Don't even think about going back alive."
At the same time that Sigmund shone, mana swirled and gathered over the palm of Qin.
The legacy of the Magician Kidad Hall.
It was a mana to spread the weight lifting.
Chapter end
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