Duke’s Quadruplets Are All Overpowered Chapter 220

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It was a time when I was being beaten for a while.

“What are you doing!”

Someone shouted in a way that made my ears hurt.

I turned my head and looked at him.

Ahhh.

Hundreds of millions.

Oh my, I’m dying-

Dozens of people are walking on the ground.

I groan in pain.

“What kind of disgrace is this?”

His face turned red with shame.

“What are you?”

He answered my question.

“Solmon’s third-ranking throne and Solgar’s first knight. name is… “I won’t reveal it.”

Is this an official article of Solgar? The vibe they give off is definitely different from that of other people.

“… Confucius. “How could you, as a guest of Solgar, commit such a cruel act?”

“Oh my. “It comes out like that?”

I immediately realized his intentions. Maybe the reason the trainees cursed at me was a ploy by their superiors. Are you intentionally creating an incident to take care of me or something like that?

“Stop talking nonsense and get to the point.”

Carnival whispers.

Kill, kill, kill, kill.

no.

It doesn’t kill.

Kill it.

“Do you want to apologize? Or just.”

I don’t know.

“Do you want to rummage?”

* * *

The guy took off his gloves.

To be honest, I was happy to see him challenge me to a duel.

If I had apologized, I would have lost my temper.

“Despite his reputation, Confucius does not seem to know much about etiquette.”

“So, would you please instill some manners?”

“This is Solgar. “No matter how much you are Prince of Reinberg, you made a mistake and must take responsibility.”

They gossiped first, blah blah blah.

Even if I do that, I’ll just play it off and make myself the bad guy.

I wasn’t a good enough person to be worthy of such a low-level plan.

“Go for it, bastard.”

“Tsk. “Please protect your honor as a noble.”

“f*ck you, you asshole.”

“How can you easily move your mouth as if you were a lowlife? Maybe it’s Reinberg, but in Solgar… … .”

I extended my middle finger.

“Do you know what this means?”

“… Confucius.”

“It means f*ck you.”

In the end, he gave up on the frivolous conversation and started a duel.

He warned me.

“It is a duel for honor, and what happens in the duel will be held accountable later… … .”

“Okay, kid.”

“… You must not use the power of spirit beasts either. This is pure sword fighting… … .”

“Stop it, it’s good.”

“I don’t know what that means, but I take it as acceptance. “If you use the power of a spirit beast, Solgar will hold you accountable for disrupting the sacred duel, so I hope you don’t make a foolish decision.”

It was at a birthday party three years ago that the Solgar knights witnessed my power firsthand. I think the roof wavy window that was shown at that time was quite impressive. He tried to check if I would use that power, but he would soon realize that it was meaningless.

“It’s extravagant.”

I told the guy.

“Using a sword is a luxury.”

“what… … ? Are you really saying that Confucius should use a real sword and I should fight him with his bare fists? There’s nothing I can’t do, is it okay? There are many eyes watching. Hehehe.”

“no.”

I haven’t been able to see it.

However, there is a clear witness named Lanista.

Its existence alone is enough to explain martial arts.

Murim people.

Bloodthirsty monsters.

Those who are willing to risk their lives for the sake of winning and blind themselves with foolishness and use their own strength as an excuse to bicker around like raccoons with rabies. If you don’t overcome it, you will die like a fly and fall without leaving a name, and if you overcome it, a crazy person like Lannistar will be born. The more expert you are, the more fights you have. Experience is important. There is no surer means of increasing strength than actual combat. Since ‘Lanistar-style combat training’ made me like this, its effectiveness has been proven. However, once you pass a certain level, you will no longer be able to feel improvement in the same level of fighting. Even if they fight, it only gives enlightenment to their subordinates, so Lanista’s argument was that the reason the martial arts masters do not engage in unnecessary fights is not because of ‘jeong’ or ‘sama’, or for the sake of the cause or respect, but simply ‘selfishness’.

Moreover, how many times did Lanista, who was in the position of supreme ruler of the forest, go through such trivial and trivial fights? To me, that guy was like a flying bird, and even touching swords with him was a luxury. I didn’t want to fight the guy. What I want to do now is like shaking off a fly.

I picked up stones from the parade ground. Since I didn’t want to kill him, I used my grip to split the stone into nine pieces. I rubbed the small piece of stone with my fingers to make it smooth. Then, he flicked it with his thumb like flipping a coin.

A huge knight weighing more than six feet fell down.

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There wasn’t even a scream. None of the knights at the parade ground realized what had happened. Even after the knight fell, they were unable to figure out who the winner of this ‘sacred duel’ was. When the driver did not wake up after a minute, they checked his condition and realized that he had fainted.

“I collapsed.”

“how… … ?”

“Julbert? Master Julbert!”

I hit the blood clot. One day you won’t wake up.

He will become famous as the idiot knight who doesn’t even know how he was defeated in a duel.

Solgar’s dogs did not hide their vicious spirit even though the situation took a strange turn.

Some of the loud prosecutors hurriedly ran somewhere. I leisurely stood with my arms crossed and glared at the dogs. They are no different from wild dogs as they bark in groups but dare not attack.

“Isn’t there someone stronger? Solgar, the renowned thousand-year swordsman, is no big deal!”

When a man with quite strong spirit entered the parade ground, I deliberately provoked him and shouted. Immediately, he drew his sword and ran towards me. The middle-aged man, whose face was red, seemed very angry after hearing his subordinate’s report.

“How dare you ask where this is! “Are you making fun of Solgar by treating him so viciously because he is of Reinberg’s blood?”

A middle-aged man twitching his mustache and getting angry.

“Oh oh! “It is Baron Rovelotto who is likely to be the next knight-in-chief!”

“Please punish that crazy colt!”

“Baron Lovellotto!”

Solgar’s swordsmen recognized him and began barking even more. It seems that he thought that since a reliable ally had come forward, he would beat me up and restore Solgar’s authority. It’s a baron. He is a knight with a title. As Prince Reinberg, I was subordinate to the empire and had no title as I have not yet appointed a successor. In other words, he was ‘first’ a nobleman of a higher status than me.

“Since you are a noble, let us treat you with courtesy.”

“Even if you get away with it now, your sins won’t go away! A trial must be held and the punishment must be paid… … .”

Anyway, nobles are short-tempered.

I shouted and stopped him from talking.

“No, f*ck! Let’s listen to what people have to say. Since you are a noble noble, treat yourself with courtesy, especially.”

I raised my middle finger.

I continued, mocking his absurd expression.

“I’ll deal with you with just one finger.”

“Thunder naked bastard!”

The Baron attacked.

The sword he was wielding was a fairly useful sword with the characteristics of Solgar’s swordsmanship. It swung as if to cut off his shoulder, then curved like a snake, aiming for his wrist. But it is lower than Goun. At the very least, there is a difference of more than several decades in skill level. Goun is said to be a genius, but he couldn’t even brush my collar. Before his sword cut into my wrist, I ‘slashed’ the blade with my middle finger in an instant.

Kwasik!

I broke the steel sword.

The guy hurriedly stepped back and was shocked to see his sword cut in half.

“W-what. Is this something bizarre? How dare you use ‘magic’ in a sacred duel?”

I didn’t see it.

His eyes couldn’t see my movements.

He must have been proud because he thought he had cut him, but the result was that his sword was suddenly broken, so it could be considered magic. But he was terribly foolish. If you don’t understand, don’t bark and just lie down.

“I’ll take it slow. Look Carefully.”

While walking to the very nearest point, the Baron was unable to do anything, only holding on to his broken sword. When we were close enough to shake hands, I slowly extended my finger.

“Tsk!”

Very slowly.

As if communicating with ‘ET’.

It was a speed that even a child could avoid. But he couldn’t avoid it or block it. He could only moan with difficulty and did not even dare to move his toes without my permission. The rat cannot move in front of the snake. This guy is actually quite strong, so he came to this realization. If he had been a knight who had been knocked unconscious by a stone, he would have moved his body without realizing it, but the Baron was a man who knew how to feel energy, and because of that, he was able to grasp the opponent from a distant state, even if only slightly. The Baron, crushed by my momentum, could not even breathe and waited for my fingers to touch him. Eventually, as soon as the finger that contained ‘no power’ touched his chest, the Baron flew several meters helplessly, as if he had been swept away by a tidal wave, and was thrown into a corner.

“In one blow… … .”

“Nonsense. It can’t happen. Baron Rovelotto was the knight commander’s favorite… … !”

“No matter how you look at it, it wasn’t a ‘sword’. That evil Confucius used magic! “You coward!”

When I glance at them who were barking, I close my mouth and avoid eye contact.

Only the Baron will know. This is not a ‘hit’. The moment it touched his finger, the Baron poured all his strength into harming himself. It was quite a strong action. If left as is, his fingers would have pierced my heart.

The situation did not calm down.

Solgar’s hatred towards Reinberg.

conceit.

Pride.

Shame and arrogance.

All kinds of negative emotions were swirling so passionately that they were visible.

By this time, Duke Solgar would have heard it too.

“He is a disciple of a martial artist… … .”

On Earth, I am a person with common sense.

That’s enough. Stepping down is the right choice.

If you apologize, no matter how hard you try, you won’t be able to find fault anymore.

But even if I understood it in my head, my body was honest.

Look at that. Idiots who mutter while looking at me.

How can you tolerate this?

I waited.

yet.

They came out.

Doo doo doo!

The parade ground, which was as bustling as a market, was cleared up in an instant. Unlike other idiots, they were once a symbol of the empire’s power. They were Solgar’s official knights, the red saber-toothed tigers. While the Solgar Swordsmen were an organization similar to private soldiers, they were the duke’s regular army and a unit directly subordinate to the imperial commander. All apprentice knights of the empire dream of becoming saber-toothed tigers. Although its former reputation has faded due to the power of the Blue Wolf Knights, it is still the largest knight order in the empire in terms of size.

There was a man walking leisurely while inspecting the saber-toothed tiger knights.

I knew him. I’ve seen it at Samsintanshinje. One of Solgar’s ten swords. He was a man of great standing who rose to the rank of knight commander solely through his sword skills. A swordsman who overcame his status and reached the level of a master, he was nothing short of an idol to the commoners who walked the path of the sword.

Indeed, its presence was of a different order. Now the Solgar prosecutors no longer make a fuss. Ever since he appeared, I have been filled with a confidence that borders on blindness. He believed that he would solve the shameful situation without any need to make a fuss, and that is why he watched with excited eyes, expecting to collapse soon.

The chief engineer came out. The situation is increasingly heading towards catastrophe. Now, there is a strong possibility that it will develop into a war between families. But I don’t apologize to them. I just feel sorry for my father.

puck-!

“persimmon… 100 million!”

It was before I even spoke.

No, I think that’s what you were trying to say.

The guy’s jaw was hit by my fist, and he fell down and couldn’t get up.

After defeating the knight commander, I calmly spoke to the saber-toothed tiger knights.

“Call Captain Neg.”

I planned to go all the way.

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