Duke’s Quadruplets Are All Overpowered Chapter 22

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I covered my head with cold water.

It’s still cold. It feels like cold water is seeping into my bones.

I am now on the path of a lifetime.

“There is no turning back.”

A peaceful life, a happy life, different from my previous life.

“I was reincarnated into a miserable life on a ruined Earth.”

I think I was in a pretty important position in my past life.

To protect the Earth, many operations were carried out with only one eye.

But in the end, he failed and died.

“Is my old life repeating itself?”

The word fate came to mind.

The reason I was born in this world as their twin.

It’s like my previous life. I have done things with blind eyes, and identifying spies is my specialty.

f*ck, what kind of observer am I?

Now that it is known that impersonators can be distinguished,

You’ll get caught up in more strange incidents.

What I had to do was now clear.

The goal so far has been very lukewarm.

I thought I could run away if I just lasted four years and became the head of the family.

But now that I am more directly connected to the twins.

Just as he fiercely fought a black wolf with a single dagger.

I was cornered and had to bite.

Unlike my previous life, the idea of ​​enjoying a peaceful life was a mistake from the beginning.

This time too, it is a struggle.

Twins are waves.

Big waves that keep crashing in even if you try to stop them.

If it was swept away and disappeared like a booby, it had to eat waves to grow in size in order to survive.

So how strong do I have to be?

“It might be possible for the world’s strongest person.”

I thought about it carefully.

Twelve sacred relics of the Azavika religion, the martial arts training of a Lanista, and Dalbi, a spirit beast hiding powerful power.

and.

Cheonan Tong.

In my previous life, there was only Cheonan Tong.

With that alone, I accomplished a lot.

This time, there are enough ingredients to become stronger.

I covered my head with cold water.

“f*ck, it’s so f*cking cold.”

* * *

The next day, a gift from older sister Melissa arrived.

“Ugh, it’s heavy.”

Inside the wooden box that Gulshi brought was a note and a wonderful scale armor that glowed blue even when exposed to light. I put down the box and read the note.

[Thanks for yesterday, Polestar. This armor is made from Leviathan’s poison. In most cases, it won’t break or tear. But don’t let down your guard. It won’t be able to withstand attacks from powerful forces, such as a master-level swordsman.]

Master-level tests aren’t common, or anything.

[I made sure that the shock was conveyed as per the advice of ‘Lanistar’. Tell them not to neglect their physical training.]

Damn you Lanista.

[Instead, I cast a special spell. What kind of magic is this… … .]

* * *

If the contents of the note are true, I did not receive a simple armor as a gift.

I immediately took out the scale armor from the box. Although it felt heavy, it was much lighter than a knight’s armor. It feels like I’m holding a 5kg dumbbell. I followed the note left by Melissa. Magic is different from science. Although I didn’t understand it well, it wasn’t difficult to follow the instructions written on the note step by step.

When I put on the armor, it automatically expanded to fit my body shape. I swung my arms and performed PT exercises. Even though it was scale armor, it was comfortable to move around as if wearing a cotton t-shirt. However, its effectiveness as armor will be low. Because of the Lannistar’s meddling, this armor was made to not protect against shock. If you get cut by a knife, you can prevent the cut, but you will still feel pain. Is this the concept of a bullet proof uniform? If you wear it, you can prevent fatal injuries.

The true power of this scale armor was different.

In fact, it is an ambiguous item to even call it armor.

Would a multi-purpose MacGyver knife be closer to the essence?

I performed the ‘imprinting ceremony’ for the magic tool as written on the note. The method is easy. It is similar to fingerprint recognition on a smartphone. The engraving was completed by cutting the thumb and letting blood flow into the armor. When my blood touched it, Leviathan’s scales glowed even more blue.

As the light gradually subsided, we moved on to the second stage.

Sister Melissa said that this magic tool would be difficult to handle.

The magic she cast is a magic that changes the shape of an object.

[It is a shape-shifting magic that eats the crumbs of your imagination and changes them. It’s easy to change into a shield, sword, spear, etc., but anything beyond that will require practice. Human imagination is poorer than we think.]

I took off the armor and placed my palm on the pattern engraved on the inside.

My sister said it would take some practice, but I quickly got used to the properties of this magic tool.

Immediately the armor changed shape and moved as I imagined. It was transformed into a shield, a sword, a rope, a handkerchief, and a golf club. Even the intensity of flexibility and hardness changed. However, it was impossible to exceed the mass. It didn’t change into a bigger shield or a bigger filial son.

There was only one reason why I was able to use magic tools so easily.

It’s dog-eyed.

Even though I see strange things, it’s almost like ‘seeing’ something I imagined clearly.

Of course, the idea of ​​substituting imagination into reality and seeing it as it is was strange in itself, but I have felt countless times since my past life that Cheonan-Tong is a force that cannot be defined.

“It’s okay.”

The value of most objects depends solely on their shape.

This is a magic tool with infinite uses.

What if you want to eat ramen but don’t have a pot? What if you want to scratch your back but need a handjob? What if you need to pop the cork but don’t have an opener?

Of course, it’s not a magic tool given for that purpose.

A magic tool that can change not only its shape but also its strength and elasticity at will.

Although it looks simple, the power of this magic tool is something even the Empire’s teenage knights would covet.

I really didn’t want to think like this.

Damn, the twins are doing well so the dripping beans are good.

“la… Mel… star.”

Just as great knights named their weapons, so did I.

The name of this magic tool is Ramel Star.

* * *

Although the birthday party had already been a disaster, my father’s stubbornness did not break.

In the evening, the birthday party held in the banquet hall of Quartz Castle was huge.

The level of a birthday party is determined by the level of guests who come to celebrate. The Quartz estate has been noisy these past few days, so I clicked my tongue as I looked at the people gathered in the banquet hall. Father, is this what you meant to expect?

It seemed like all the powerful figures of the Kunkan Empire had gathered.

This time, even the self-indulgent twins showed their faces at the banquet hall. Looking at my father’s face, it seemed like he would participate.

The banquet hall was empty in the center and had several long tables surrounding it. The father and the twins sat at the head table in the banquet hall. Unfortunately her mother could not participate. She seemed to be in worse shape after going out a few days ago. She feels slightly guilty.

The social gatherings where powerful people gathered were extremely harsh.

The exciting performance of the Quarts Music Band began, but the tense atmosphere did not ease.

It is not a birthday party, but a dirty political arena full of checks and conspiracies. In particular, the henchmen of the ‘Red Pillar’ Solgar family and the Reinberg family’s vassals never sat at the same table. As if they had guessed it in advance, those who followed the Reinberg family sat on the left, and on the right, the nobles of the Solgar family and the Luchaquan family and their vassals. The only people who seemed neutral seemed to be the envoys of the Matherand family that protected the southern seas.

What on earth was my father thinking when he created such a mess?

It’s the duke’s children’s birthday, but we’re still 14 years old and haven’t received any titles. Just holding a birthday party with family members was enough. Those who were invited must have come because they were curious about the meaning of the celebration and what the plan was.

After a while, the music band’s performance finally changed to soft music and the dinner food began to be laid out on the table. Whatever the purpose of the imperial noble banquet, the quality of food was of utmost importance. It may be a birthday party, but if the food is poor, the Reinberg family’s status will be lowered.

Fortunately, the chefs at Quartz Castle have the best cooking skills on the continent.

It was after the chef, whom I thoroughly trained in special dishes, came to Quartz Castle from the southern island. My appetite for the taste of beauty that I could not achieve in my previous life produced surprising results. The dinner was decorated with rare dishes that even the imperial family could not taste.

Even those in power are honest with their tongues.

I sat quietly and watched the people enjoying the dinner. The ones I was most concerned about were the Red Pillars, the children of the Solgar family. Reinberg’s children were very young. My father gave birth to a child when he was 50 years old. On the other hand, all of Duke Solgar’s children were adults, and the eldest son was in his forties. Four years ago, I heard that there was a brotherly fight that resulted in bloodshed, but it seems like it has been sorted out to some extent now.

The Solgar family is not comparable to the Reinberg family in terms of legitimacy.

It is a family that started several hundred years ago. There is no place in the empire that is not under their influence. Except for Quartz Manor.

They hid it cleverly, but their eyes were always on us. It is to keep in check. It’s worth it. After his father, who was just a commoner, became a duke, he received the Quartz estate from the emperor. And the Quartz territory was actually the territory of the Solgar family. The red trees that grow wild in the Quartz territory were the symbol of the Solgar family and the reason they were called ‘red pillars.’

But as long as my father was alive, they could not reveal their ambitions carelessly.

Perhaps that old goat, Duke Solgar, is trying to cleanse his children’s generation of the shame he suffered in his own generation. After all, I have twins, so why worry?

Poor guys.

The Reinberg family was special.

Not only the Solgar family, but also the nobles of the empire are filled with the ideology of the chosen people. Well, isn’t it obvious? There is no revolution in this world. Rather than saying they have a lot of things because they are nobles, they are called nobles because they have the power to rise to that position.

There is no way a revolution will break out when a master-level knight slaughters dozens of knights. That’s probably why my father is called a ‘hero’ even more.

A small political arena, an interesting, fun and disgusting place, the nobles enjoyed seeing it quite a bit.

The twins were quieter than expected. I thought the children of the Solgar family would jump up and slap me in the face for glaring at me. If you think about it, they too have adapted in their own way. It was an unconventional move, but somehow it suited my current life. If life were an ocean, they would be big waves. I’ve been in vain so far.

“Hmm.”

It’s blatant.

Everyone gathered here was interested in my brothers and sisters.

Hostility or favor.

But I didn’t care about anyone.

Even though it was a gathering of powerful figures, the party’s formalities were simple.

As the celebration began, servants introduced gifts. A valuable diamond found in a mine somewhere for the twins, and a rare wolf skin obtained with difficulty in a forest. I also had a gift. It’s just a gift that seems inevitable because it’s the duke’s son. While Lanista received the golden wolf skin as a gift, I received silk from the kingdom of Sternil.

Congratulatory remarks from those who are respected.

Cardinal’s blessing.

It was boring.

After all the presents were revealed, my father stood up.

My father’s expression was excited throughout the party.

I had a vague idea of ​​what he would say.

And I was prepared.

“You all know that Lanista Quartz Reinberg has achieved significant achievements despite his young age, to the point where he is said to be the reincarnation of Vanver the God of Fighting.”

The father mentioned the twins, praising and honoring them. He described it as the reincarnation of God, but not everyone thought it was an exaggeration at all. There were some who were disapproving, but most of them showed great interest in the ‘Moon Child’. The father kept track of the twins’ movements. The achievements he achieved at the age of 14 were like those of a professor who had studied a field for decades.

The Empire’s strongest knights, the Lanistas.

Melissa, the one loved by the Magic Tower.

and.

Needless to say, Ushas, ​​the ‘saint’ who attracted the most attention.

Everyone was convinced.

The problem was my father’s last comment.

“Polestar Quartz Reinberg!”

It’s all revealed in your facial expression.

My father’s cheeks twitched as if he was holding back laughter.

“It is well known that he has been spending the last few years alone on the southern island.”

First, reveal your secrets.

and.

“But what everyone doesn’t know is that he has been practicing desperately.”

And it’s wrapped in lies.

“He finally cracked Karaxia’s egg and came out.”

Karaxia, a legendary monster that curls up in an egg and hatches hundreds of years later, spreading its golden wings and spreading good luck to the world. Everyone’s expressions hardened. It seemed incomprehensible that he was praising the Reinberg family’s useless youngest son. His father didn’t care.

Finally he said.

“Polestar will succeed me, or rather surpass me, and become the only spiritualist who will succeed to the moon.”

fantasy,