Swordmaster's Youngest Son
/ Swordmaster's Youngest Son Chapter 542
Published at 7th of February 2023 12:06:02 PM
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Meanwhile, Talaris was looking down on Ron in the deepest part of the castle.
Ron's breathing was so feeble that even Talaris had to pay close attention. He was weaker than the day when she first came.
The strong body of the sword emperor was so thin that even clothes and blankets could not cover it, and the thick smell of death permeated the air.
"Ron."
Talaris sat down on bed and carefully grabbed Ron's skinny hand.
“The grandson you love so much, his friend, and your knights are all fighting for Hairan. Did you really not know this was going to happen"
There are only two people whom Talaris could call friends.
Chiron Runcandel and Ron Hairan. Talaris shook her head, recalling their past.
“Ah, these pitiful people. Why do you guys only disappoint me, the stronger you get?”
Of course, the fact that Kelliark Zipfel might come in person was foreseen by many, but people felt a sense of suffocation when they came face to face with his majesty.
The entire fleet is shrouded in the fire. The leading flying ship, Kozec, was also far enough to be seen like a single finger.
Still, everyone in sword emperor castle felt that they were facing Kelliark one step ahead.
An overwhelming presence, the fleet led by the patriarch of the world's foremost clan was slowly approaching the Sword emperor Castle.
Not a single one was afraid of death among the knights of the Sword emperor Castle.
But no one thought that they could win this fight. It seemed that even an accident or miracle could not happen.
But their morale did not go down. They were just a little worried. Even if they doesn't win, they feel that they might end without even a single meaningful counterattack.
"Finally, I'm going to take a look at the head of the current generation Zipfel."
Murakan said in a low voice.
This was the first time Jin had seen Kelliark Zipfel in person. In previous life and in present life, he had only saw him through newsletters and clan data.
“A giant among giants. I wonder what he looks like in person.”
Fortunately, Zipfel’s main force did not attack sword emperor castle at the same time as it appeared. The problem that Amela feared did not happen.
The current Kozec was able to unleash a power that was different from what Jin had experienced so far.
“Sir Ruyan.”
“Tell me, Sir Jin.”
“Runcandel must have finished preparing for an all-out war.”
“I guessed so. If it’s object that Zipfel coveted so much, even Runcandel won't be able to sit still. If Runcandel steps in, some of Hairan will be able to survive, but...”
“I'll save the whole thing. Not part of it.”
“I know that you are sincere and that you are capable of it. But we never run away leaving little patriarch.”
“That goes for me too, Sir Ruyan. However, I would like to receive one promise from you.”
"Promise?"
“The seal of chaos that imprisoned Dante happened because he was resisting chaos.”
Jin informed Ruyan that Talaris was here.
It was because she had agreed to let Ruyan know more about the hidden palace's mission and the dangers of chaos. Talaris allowed it out of consideration for Jin, not Ruyan.
For a while, Jin explained the stories about him, and Ruyan listened.
“…… If little patriarch can't overcome the power of the white stone, then a monster that even the master of hidden palace can't do anything about alone will wake up?”
"That's right."
“Then how do you give little patriarch... ah."
Why are you talking about this now? Ruyan didn't argue that way.
It was only because he knew that Jin is the reason why the master of the hidden palace looked after the situation even while informing the foreigner about the hidden palace mission. Also, even if Jin informed them in advance, the situation did not change.
“…… If that happens, please promise me that you will retreat with all the remaining knights of Hairan at that time.”
When Dante died, Chaos awoke, and the Sword Emperor Castle became a battlefield between Zipfel and Runcandel, or a battle to subjugate Chaos, it was right for the knights of Hairan to leave.
Whether killed by the war between the two clans or killed by the monsters of chaos. That's because it's nothing but dog death.
Even in that case Chaos killed little patriarch, we must fight and avenge the monster.
Ruyan couldn't bear to say that. Ruyan also understood how Jin felt about making such a promise. Assuming Dante's death was itself heartbreaking for Jin.
“…… I will.”
Ruyan answered in a dark voice.
The fate that befell Hairan was absurd.
Although he risked his life to protect the pride of Dante and Hairan, but Hairan can only survive if the chaos of the white stone devours Dante and wakes up. A miserable and terrible existence.
“In return, promise me one thing too.”
“Tell me.”
“Somehow, if little patriarch comes back… when we're gone. Please help little patriarch, so he does not become a monster.”
No one knew how things would turn out.
Ruyan was talking about when Dante alone survived and Hairan was destroyed.
He was asking Jin to help Dante not to lose the right way while kneeling down on his knees in pain, sorrow and loss, so as not to become a demon at that time.
That's something only friends can help.
“Little patriarch is hurt too much already. It must have been unbearable. Even now."
“I will not let go of Dante, even if Dante falls into hatred, and scorn and rejects me.”
“Yes, you are that person. I just wanted to say something. There is not much that Hairan can do for that child.”
Kelliark's flames now dyed the Sword emperor castle red, and the fleet stopped advancing. Everyone on the walls raised their heads and glared at the fleet.
An old man with long gray hair wearing a white robe was walking out of the middle of the mages standing at the deck of Kozec.
It was Kelliark Zipfel.
“Deploy the shield!”
The leader of the Dragon Knights, Calmine, shouted with his eyes wide open.
It was because the heat from the flames that had already engulfed the fleet was penetrating the entire sword emperor Castle. For ordinary knights, it was too much heat to endure.
The stones that made up the walls were red hot and vomited heat, and the air was hot enough to melt all lungs and organs.
That was something no one expected.
The magic hadn't been properly deployed yet, and the entire fleet hadn't moved, and it was only Kelliark alone at the front of Kozec caused this phenomenon.
The knights spread their shields and activated their defensive equipment. The entire castle was instantly covered with a blue film that seemed to block the heat.
But the next moment, Kelliark brandishes the Zipfel clan’s exclusive wand, ‘Hroti’. And the protective shield surrounding the sword emperor castle continued to disappear. As if it had never been deployed in the first place.
“I just came here to share a few words with someone that I’m curious about, so you don’t need to set up too much.”
“You are talking nonsense after spewing flames with the vigor to melt the castle.”
At Calmine’s words, Kelliark smiled softly. Like a gentle old man listening to a child scream.
“Ah, it's been a while since I've been on the battlefield, so I didn't pay attention to that. Let me retrieve it."
As soon as the words were finished, the heat disappeared like a lie. The magic of the flames still blazed around the fleet, so Kelliark’s power definitely reached the realm of ability beyond magic.
“And, I'm saying this out of consideration, do not interrupt my conversation any further. If I put my mind to it, I can annihilate you in seconds. Be considerate of me as much as I have been considerate of you.”
“Kelliark…! How far are you going to destroy us!”
The one who shouted that was Golo, the commander standing on the left side of the wall. He evacuated non-combatants and civilians during the war.
He didn't shout with any intention.
He was only unconsciously trying to resist the intimidation and fear that entangled him.
“Your words are dark.”
The martial artist who reached the level could now know what would happen. But there was no means to stop it, and no time to warn of the danger.
Also, their intuition is wrong.
Boom!
Spatial explosion.
Kelliark Zipfel casted his magic spell. But the target was not Golo. Everyone thought Golo would explode and die, but what Kelliark’s magic harmed was Calmaine Aita.
An explosion erupted from Calmaine shoulder.
The explosion completely took away his right arm. The right arm, torn and bounced by the explosion, was scattered without a trace in the ensuing spatial explosion. Only the vain sound of the sword falling on the stone floor remained.
“Cheuk…!”
“Leader!”
“Calmine!”
The dragon knights and the sword saints shouted at the same time and tried to approach Calmine. Kelliark restrained their movement, detonating a spatial explosion right in front of their faces. It seems to be the last warning. And even said:
“Consideration ends here.”
Most of the people in sword emperor castle had never a voice more horrifying than that in their life
Suddenly a frighteningly silence came. Kelliark waited for about five seconds to make sure no one was moving, then met Jin's eyes. With an indescribably benevolent smile.
‘Jin Runcandel.’
'Kelliark Zipfel.'
Kelliark’s majesty in his eyes made Jin's blood cool and his bones ache. He had a completely different energy from the transcendent people that Jin had ever experienced.
Soft yet strong, dull yet sharp, light yet heavy, gentle yet evil.
That's how Jin defined the feeling of the person Kelliark Zipfel.
'I can see why people who have seen Kelliark in person compare him to a god.'
Undoubtedly, he is an indescribably shocking figure.
'But, I can see why Kelliark is number two.'
With a glimpse of Kelliark’s divine yet mysterious atmosphere and a feeling hidden in that smile, Jin had insight into why he is standing behind Chiron.
That's why Jin also smiled at him.
“You hate me, Sir Kelliark Zipfel.”
If the person in front of him had been Chiron instead of Kelliark, Jin would never have been able to read his feelings.
In the first place, his father is in a position where he would not harbor the extremely human emotion of hatred towards the likes of him. No matter how Jin provoked him, his father would never have more feelings than anger. Even if Jin was born as a Zipfel and killed everyone in Runcandel.
“Did it come out?”
Kelliark asked in a calm voice.
“Yes, to the extent that the divine power you have shown so far is faded."
Jin smiled as he replied.
Chapter end
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