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Swordmaster’s Youngest Son
[Translator – Junseo]
[Proofreader – Valirius]
Volume 10 Chapter 392 - Even Concealed, it Cannot be Hidden (2)
As Cyron said, this incident wasn’t something that could be hidden, even if it was concealed.
Even though the entirety of Huphester was sealed off, with all media being controlled, and the movements of all who were present during the ‘Declaration of the Magic Swordsman’ being strictly restrained…
In the middle of the Garden of Swords, Hell Fire, and the Reigning Illustrious Bladeworks, Open and War, were released. Not to mention the dozen or so Decisive Killing Moves all unfolding at once.
The residents couldn’t be unaware of the fight that took place in the center of the city of Karlon.
The fight wasn’t of such a small scale that it could be covered up.
Through informants from each faction already mixed in among the residents, the chaos Jin had caused quickly spread beyond the Garden of Sword to all corners of the world.
The rumor was spread as fast and as impactful as lighting.
Even if you blocked it or covered it, the waves would still crash forth.
“…Goodness, I asked if you were going to start a rebellion, but I never thought you would do something like this. If this isn’t a rebellion, then what is?”
In the Holy Kingdom of Vankella, the office of Holy Queen Rani Salome.
As soon as she heard the news from the priests of the Dawn Carriage Council, which was effectively Vankella’s intelligence unit, Rani put her hand to her forehead with a troubled expression. She had only just snuck out at dawn to give him treatment, and he’d gone and caused a major incident right after…
“I knew this would happen when I heard him say something about giving his arms a chance for some action. Haah, what do you think? Do you think Sir Jin is going to be alright?”
The priests shook their heads.
“The security is so tight that we haven’t been able to find out, but according to what I’ve heard from the current residents of the city of Karlon and sources of information from each force… It doesn’t look good.”
“There are rumors that he is in critical condition, and there are even rumors that he’s already dead.”
“What, dead?!”
“…Since the incident, no force has been able to confirm the appearance of Jin Runcandel.”
“Haaah.”
A priest stepped forward as if he had made up his mind and opened his mouth.
“Your Majesty, as a priest and a son of Ayula’s grace. If I may dare to speak… You must make a decision for the sake of the savior of our country.”
After the Holy Kingdom Incident, the name ‘Jin Runcandel’ had a symbolic representation within the Holy Kingdom of Vankella that was comparable to that of the holy king.
Moreover, those who ought to know were aware of the fact that Jin had been providing astronomical support to the holy kingdom ever since, which is why such frank statements were made.
Rani pondered the matter for a while before answering with a serious expression.
“…I agree. Even though Huphester has declared an emergency combat readiness of level 2, if I formally request a visit, they have no choice but to comply. I will go and check on his condition myself and take steps to treat him. However…”
Rani continued, looking at the determined priests.
“As far as I know, he’s always a man with a plan. This isn’t something he would’ve done without thinking it through. If I step forward with no justification, it might give his enemies a pretext for them to criticize him. Besides, neither Sir Jin nor his guardian dragon have asked me directly yet. So, for now, I shall await further news!”
The priests bowed their heads in response to Rani’s decision.
If Jin’s life were to be in serious danger, the Holy Kingdom of Vankella would use every means possible to help him.
* * *
“Grandfather!”
At the same time, there was a conversation about Jin in the Sword King Castle in Vermont.
The moment Dante looked for Ron with an anxious look on his face, Ron was also hearing the same news from the Hairan knights.
And he, too, gripped his forehead, just like Rani.
It wasn’t because he was anxious for Jin. It was because he was at a loss as to how to appease his grandson, who was clearly about to shout that he was going to run to the Garden of Swords right that instant.
“My grandson is here, it seems.”
“If this grandson may dare to speak. This may be the last time I see you, Grandfather.”
Ron Hairan had a headache from the very first sentence he heard.
“…And why might my grandson be saying this all of a sudden? Did you eat something bad? Ahem.”
“This grandson intends to head to the Garden of Swords immediately.”
“Ahem, Dante…”
“Even if you tell me not to, I will definitely go. Even if you and the entire clan criticize me, I will definitely go. But shamelessly, I would like to ask you one last favor.”
“You, huhu… Speak first.”
“Please help me save my friend. And, on the off chance… If on the off chance he has already passed away… Please respect whatever choice I make at that time.”
It meant that if Jin was already dead, he would go to the Garden of Swords alone and cause a riot. Of course, that would only result in his death, him being crippled, or the humiliation of the entire Hairan Clan who would struggle to rescue him.
Not a bad influence, but an evil one.
From the very first moment Ron saw that son of a bitch who coaxed his innocent grandson, no… Ever since his grandson came back from the arena and was so excited after meeting a friend, he had a strange and ominous feeling.
‘At this rate, even if I pass the title of patriarch to my grandson, the Sword King Castle may end up falling into the hands of that devil.’
Just thinking about it made him feel like a thousand fires were burning inside him. It seemed like it wouldn’t be a bad outcome if Jin were already dead. He’d worked so hard to grow the clan to give to his grandson after all!
“Dante Hairan, my beloved grandson.”
“Yes, Grandfather?”
“First of all, calm down. I didn’t teach you to act like this.”
“I know. But, shamefully, I can’t choose between my friends or my clan. I am not fit to be the patriarch.”
Dante would definitely go to the Garden of Swords alone, even if it meant giving up the position of the next head of the clan and losing all claim he had to it. That was the grandson Ron knew.
Of course, it was impossible for him to just watch that happen.
“That’s not what I meant. You don’t have trust in your friend.”
Then, as if he had been hit in the back of the head, Dante’s eyes widened.
‘Hook, line and sinker.’
Ron thought to himself before continuing on.
“As far as I know, that damned… No, your friend, Jin Runcandel. He wouldn’t die in vain like this. He’s a filthy schemer who always has a back-up plan. He’ll definitely show himself again with no problem.”
Ron didn’t truly believe that. He didn’t think it would be strange if he died after causing such a big incident, but he needed to mix in a lie to stop his grandson first.
Perhaps it was his astounding simple-mindedness. But at just those words, Dante seemed very moved.
“Grandfather…! Now that I think about it, that seems to be the case! No, you’re right. It’s definitely possible! Your grandson thought far too rashly!”
“Huhu, good. So, just go practice quietly and wait. At times like these, there’s nothing better than training in isolation. If you have a friend, you have to trust him. If the situation is such where you must make a decision, I, your grandfather, will step forward.”
Dante lowered his head, his eyes sparkling.
“Thank you, Grandfather! I’ll go to the training ground right away!”
“Right, cool your head while holding the sword.”
In a flash, Dante happily stepped aside. He’d never expected his grandfather to say that he would personally step forward, and him cooperating like this made him feel like all his worries had flown away.
And as soon as Dante entered the training grounds, Ron called the knights and gave them this order.
“As soon as it’s confirmed that Jin Runcandel is dead or crippled, ensure that the next head of the clan remains in isolated training for the next ten years. Seal the door so tightly that he can never escape. So that all sadness, despair, and anger is all put into the sword.”
“Understood!”
That was the most he could do for this beloved grandson if anything happened to Jin.
Not seeing his grandson for ten years was more painful than any torture, but he couldn’t let his grandson die or go to war with Runcandel because of Jin.
* * *
“Hm, my son-in-law… What do we do about you?”
The Hidden Palace.
Talaris spoke as she lay sideways on her bed of ice.
The Golden Spinning Top Merchants were constantly trimming her fingernails and toenails and the Watertail Tribe was slowly massaging her scalp at a snail's pace.
“Daughter, your husband… He might be dead?”
“Not. Jin’s. Dead.”
“Hey, Darkflame. Change the order of your words. You’re going to cause misunderstandings!”
Pengy glared at Darkflame.
“Dead. Jin. Not.”
“Not like that either!”
“Not. Jin. Dying.”
“Haah, forget it. It’s my fault for thinking you could do any better. You might as well go and kill him yourself.”
“Shut up and focus on what you were doing. Hm? My lovers will be here soon. If I don’t like my fingernails or toenails by then, I’m kicking you all out. I’m going to pretend not to know you, even if you get eaten by wild beasts.”
Clip, clip, press press!
While the little beastmen were busy moving around, Talaris looked mischievously at her daughter’s back.
“Hmph, if you’re so worried, you should go visit. Why don’t you?”
“Judging from your reaction, I don’t think that’s necessary. Even if I go now, I’ll just be treated badly.”
“So does that mean you’re worried?”
Thud!
Syris stood up, lightly slamming her fist on the ice table.
“Mother, do you think I’m a fool?”
“Ah, you scared me. Why are you getting angry and causing a fuss all of a sudden?”
“An item’s gone missing from the ocean floor storage. Did you think I didn't know that Runcandel’s first-in-command butler came and took it himself?”
There was no other reason why Syris was angry.
“When did you search the ocean floor storage?”
“It’s already been ten years since you stopped managing it. While on standby at the Hidden Palace, I checked it in your place every single day without fail.”
A divine item that had been kept underground in the Hidden Palace for a long time.
Numeros’s Blood.
She knew that the drop of blood that the butler Heinz had come for had been in the possession of the Hidden Palace.
But Runcandel suddenly claimed ownership of it and took it away, so she was in a bad mood.
“When did I ever say that it was ours…?”
“The ocean floor storage is ours. It’s the Hidden Palace’s. I’m saying Runcandel shouldn’t be able to use it like that.”
“That’s only because I made an agreement with Cyron a long time ago. Anyway, I tried to sneakily gain ownership of it while he’d entrusted it to us but failed, understand?”
“That’s not the point. I don’t like how Runcandel treats us like some storage.”
“Then you should go get something in return, why don't you? From Jin, that brat. Don’t take out your anger on your mother for no reason.”
“I was planning to do that anyway.”
Talaris shook her head as Syris turned around and left.
“She’s my daughter, but sometimes, she really is a handful. It was Runcandel’s item in the first place, and they’re using it to save her husband. What’s she so upset about?”
“That’s, that’s, all.”
Suddenly, Darkflame opened his mouth and Talaris looked at the little beastmen.
“Not good, affection, expressing. Or. Friendship, Wrong. Expression.”
“Hm, okay. So maybe she’s saying if we were to return it, she wanted to give it to him herself? That makes sense.”
At that point, Pengy had no choice but to open his eyes wide and shout.
“You, you. You! See. You can say it in the right order! Hey, why did you say it like that earlier!”
“Tried, I did.”
“Arghhh! So annoying!”
“Now even you lot are getting angry in front of me. Do you really want to get kicked out? Once you’ve trimmed my nails, prepare some of that special balm.”
While the Gold Snow Tribe people hurriedly went to prepare the balm…
Talaris wondered what choice Kelliark Zipfel would make. Regarding the ‘Declaration of the Magic Swordsman’.
‘Cyron will soon enter the territory of the Five Kings of the Black Sea… I hope Kelliark doesn’t know about that.’
If he knew…
It was entirely possible that Zipfel would declare all-out war on Runcandel.
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Translator – Junseo
Proofreader – Valirius
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