I Became the Youngest Prince in the Novel Chapter 108

I became the youngest prince in the novel Episode 108

Chapter 31 Ascalonga (3)

“Rohanna, can you guess who will win?”

“… … well.”

Rohanna shook her head as the driver next to her asked so quietly that only she could hear.

In her eyes, the images of Prince Sion and Lucas Ascalon standing in the middle of the training hall came into view.

In fact, Rohanna thought Lucas had the advantage.

But I didn’t say those words out loud.

‘These days, stories about Prince Sion’s military power are spreading throughout the capital… … .’

There were not many people who actually saw Prince Sion fight.

Therefore, it was true that she and the people of Ascalonga honestly had doubts about him.

‘In contrast, Lucas’ side has already proven its power.’

Of course, since that proof was a matter of rank within the family, it may be unfamiliar to outsiders.

However, Rohanna was a member of the Ascalon family, so she knew almost completely about Lucas’s power.

And from what she saw, Lucas’ skills were much reduced compared to what was known.

He is truly a genius among geniuses.

‘If Prince Shion really has the power as rumored and can use all of that power, he could win.’

Because the power of Agnes’ direct blood relatives reigns supreme over all powers that exist in the world.

However, it was a different story in martial arts sparring where no force could be used.

The strength and sense of the body, and the pure swordsmanship that comes from it.

Considering these alone, Rohanna expected Lucas to be a little better.

Perhaps other people have similar thoughts as she does.

at that time,

“Thank you for accepting my rude request, Your Highness Sion.”

Lucas, who was looking at Zion in the center of the training hall, bowed his head politely.

But unlike him, his eyes were already shining with anticipation and desire for sparring.

“Even thanks. “Then shall we start right away?”

Shion, who was looking at Lucas with drowsy eyes, responded by dropping the iron sword he had temporarily received on the floor.

“All right. Then, let me go first… … all!”

Return to school!

As soon as he finished speaking, Lucas’ new form, with his knees slightly bent, extended towards Zion at incredible speed.

A speed that is unbelievable as a pure physical ability that does not use any mana.

From the beginning, Lucas planned to do his best to compete with Prince Sion.

Because he felt that Prince Shion fully deserved it.

Wedge!

Soon after, Lucas’ sword, which had reached in front of Sion, was brought down vertically.

A pure downward slash without even a single technique.

The moment Lucas’ sword approached,

Jerk.

Zion’s new form, which had been staring at him with quiet eyes until then, moved.

Not one step, but just half a step.

With a half-step taken at a strange angle at the right time, Lucas’ sword strike misses, grazing only a few hairs of Shion’s hair.

Was that half step the starting point of both evasion and attack?

Sugagagak!

Sion’s sword soared diagonally upward, aiming for Lucas’ neck.

Lucas, whose eyes lit up at that, took a step back and at the same time tilted his head back to avoid Shion’s attack.

Spot!

The Sword of Zion lightly passes by the tip of his nose.

Meanwhile, Lucas, who had corrected his posture, thrust his sword into the gap created by the sword strike that had just been swung at Sion.

A sword heading towards Sion’s neck faster than he could swing it.

It was too late to pull back and block the swinging sword, but Sion did not retreat.

Instead, it dug even further forward.

As a result, Zion’s neck and Lucas’ sword come closer at a much faster speed.

The moment Lucas’ sword was about to pierce Shion’s neck, whiff!

Shion’s body fell down in a disheveled position.

As a result, Lucas’ sword vainly stabs the air and Zion’s new form momentarily disappears from his sight.

“… … !”

When Lucas was perplexed by the unconventional movement, Sugagagak!

Silver sword light exploded from Sion in his tilted position.

If you swing the sword from an incorrect posture, it will not have any strength.

However, Zion was supplementing that power with body rotation and tilted recoil.

“Hmph!”

Lucas urgently draws his sword to defend himself.

Whoops!

His sword and Sion’s sword collide, creating a loud noise.

Without stopping there, Sion used the recoil to retrieve the sword and immediately fired a series of strikes.

Lucas, who twisted his upper body in response to the repeated attacks, also began making terrifying sword strikes.

Along with that, Ascalon’s sword skills begin to unfold in earnest in his hands.

Blah blah blah!

The sound of iron clashing with iron, along with dozens of friction sparks that instantly explode, fills the gym.

Lucas’ sword splits into several trajectories with a single swing and targets the vital points of Zion.

The tip of Sion’s sword, which grasps the path of those trajectories in an instant just by looking at it, shakes strangely.

Kwak-ga-ga-ga-gak!

Lucas’s trajectory is blocked and blocked by him.

“Huh!”

But as if it didn’t end there, Lucas took a deep breath and gently waved his sword.

His sword spreads like a wave and spreads out in all directions.

It was an attack that took the lead by taking control of the entire space rather than simply aiming for a single blow advantage.

It was a sword strike at a level so distant that even most of the knights watching could not properly understand it, but Sion’s eyes were extremely calm.

Sreuk-

Neither fast nor slow.

The sword of Zion advances towards Lucas’ sword strike.

All movements in the world begin with breathing.

So, if only I could disrupt that breathing,

Kwazijijik!

Any movement could be disrupted.

“!!!!!!!”

The sword of Zion penetrates precisely between Lucas’ breathing, shattering Lucas’ sword strike and the space he controlled, immediately taking the initiative.

Sugagagagak!

As if he doesn’t want to lose the initiative, Shion begins to rush faster with colder eyes.

“… … .”

Outside the training hall, the people of the Ascalon family, including Rohanna, were staring blankly at the scene.

“how… … .”

I couldn’t take my eyes off it.

It was a clash at such a high level that even she, who was ranked 30th in the family hierarchy, could not understand everything.

It was even said that it was a clash of pure sword techniques without any use of force.

Yep! Yep! Damn it!

Lucas Ascalon’s swordsmanship strictly followed the rules.

The secrets hidden within the Ascalon family’s swordsmanship were explored to the limit and maximized.

That alone was enough to be shocking, but what Rohanna was mesmerized by was Prince Zion, not Lucas.

“how… … “Is that possible?”

As with any swordsmanship, there had to be a certain format.

Because the concept of swordsmanship itself included form in the first place.

However, there was absolutely no formality found in Prince Sion’s sword.

Kwak-ga-ga-ga-gak!

It simply creates the optimal movement according to the senses and the situation at that time.

‘To be able to do something like that, you must have countless battle experiences.’

How could Prince Sion make moves that could only be achieved by a veteran who has been through hundreds of battlefields?

It was still okay up to that point.

But the problem was that Lucas was being pushed further and further by the Sword of Zion.

‘No matter how much mana cannot be used, it is still a sword technique that contains the essence of Ascalonga… … .’

Moreover, the person who unfolded it was Lucas Ascalon.

However, I did not understand the current situation, where I was being pushed back by the formal sword of Prince Sion.

In the meantime, Seung-gi is leaning more and more.

And finally,

Whoops!

With the final clash, the Sword of Sion stopped right in front of Lucas’ neck.

“… … .”

Silence falls over the entire gym due to the results exceeding expectations.

The eyes of everyone looking at Zion in silence were filled with disbelief at the sight they were seeing.

‘Really Lucas… … .’

at that time,

“I lost, Your Majesty. Compared to your Majesty, my sword still seems inadequate. “Thank you so much for the teachings!”

Lucas broke the silence and opened his mouth.

There was no trace of resentment or disappointment due to defeat on his face as he raised his arms as if he had lost.

The only thing that exists is the lingering feeling of joy I felt from the battle a moment ago and the desire to quickly get back to sparring.

It looked exactly like the setting in the chronicle of a maniacal love for the battle itself.

Shion laughed at that and spoke to Lucas.

“Let’s compete often in the future.”

“yes?”

A question appeared in Lucas’ eyes at those words.

As he had to remain within the family, he rarely met Prince Sion.

But for some reason, Prince Shion was speaking as if he was someone he would see often in the future.

“What does that mean… … .”

Lucas hurriedly opened his mouth with a question in his voice, but Zion’s new brother, who was supposed to answer the question, had already left the training ground.

* * *

‘This is fine.’

After leaving the training hall, Shion clenched and unclenched his fists as he walked along the road.

The sparring from a little while ago.

It was to find out the skills of Lucas Ascalon, who would become his future subordinate, and at the same time test Sion’s own body.

I thought that I would be able to understand it in more detail if it were a sparring competition with pure physical strength without using any other power.

And the result was very satisfying.

‘I didn’t get caught at all during sparring.’

It was a world of difference from my previous body, which was out of breath and creaky at the slightest movement.

First of all, the body itself became flexible and elastic.

In addition, strength and durability were also noticeably improved.

‘I thought it would be a blessing to have the body of an ordinary person.’

At this level, I felt like I would believe it even if it meant a complete transformation like the ghost said.

“… … The building in front contains all the martial arts, including swordsmanship, of the Ascalon family. For convenience, we call it Mangeomdang.”

Even as Zion was thinking like that, Rohanna continued to introduce the Ascalon family next to him.

Her appearance was the same as before, but her attitude and mood were strangely different compared to before.

“And if you look to the side, there is a statue of a man holding a dragon’s head… … .”

As if he was truly serving his master.

Her tone of voice became more polite, and her eyes showed some kind of admiration.

And it was similar not only to Rohanna but also to most of the Ascalon family members who followed Zion.

Of course, the reason was simple.

Ascalon was a family that focused on merit to the extent that its internal hierarchy was determined by force.

Since he had shown himself defeating Lucas Ascalon with a sword in front of such people, this kind of reaction was inevitable.

“What is there?”

Zion, who was walking while listening to Rohanna’s explanation, pointed to something not far away and asked.

It was a huge tower.

A black tower that exudes a heterogeneous atmosphere that does not match the other buildings around it.

The appearance was so unique that it made a strong impression on Shion.

“That tower is forbidden to our family. “It is a place that only the heads of the family can enter.”

Rohanna answered Zion’s question right away, as if she knew he was going to ask.

“So no one knows what’s inside. Of course, there’s also the reason why I can’t go in.”

“It’s forbidden… … .”

Banned by House Ascalon.

Information about him appeared once in the chronicles.

For some reason, a group of warriors who visited the Ascalon family entered that forbidden area.

Therefore, Zion knew what was inside.

‘It’s definitely in there… … .’

at that time,

-You’ve finally arrived, warrior.

A voice echoed in Shion’s head.

fantasy,