Legendary Youngest Son of the Marquis House Chapter 164

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Episode 164

Chapter 7

“That’s fast.”

It was a neat sentiment, but Aveiro and Sel next to me did not share it.

To be exact, I should say that there was no bird to sympathize with.

“… … I’m also a mana user, so I can feel it a little bit… … Is this okay?”

-… … The Pantheon seen from the villa… … There are about 4 people with a similar spirit to that man… … .

The two guys gulp.

An army approaching from afar.

The number of Mana users alone was in the thousands, and the four masters riding horses at the front were, needless to say, very relaxed, and then there were those behind them.

There were a lot of high-circle users.

Let me be honest.

I was a little surprised too.

Is this even possible in terms of time?

Two of those Masters look familiar to me, so I think they’re the ones who will become Half-Bloods in the future.

That means they were also gathered from the Tulcan Empire.

Substitute.

“How much money did you have?”

“It is estimated that several teleportation scrolls, worth around 9 million gold, were used.”

I turn my head slightly and see Aveiro looking straight ahead with mana focused in his eyes.

As I said before, he is also a mana user.

Although he is barely at the level of a trainee reporter, he still sees things better than the average person.

The guy must have noticed.

There are also kids from the Tulcan Empire.

“The Master of the French Guild, and the Master of the Ark Guild… … I thought that the most Count Mantis could spend right away was around 90 million gold, but I guess I was wrong. I think he must have spent at least 100 to 200 million gold.”

Some people look down on Count Mantis simply because he is a count, but that is a huge misjudgment.

Before, it was really light.

I just mentioned it briefly, but the Kingdom of Teslan places great importance on roots.

Should we say that they are obsessed with perfectionism compared to other countries?

The Mantis Counts have no traditions.

There was a history of several territorial battles and the surname changed once in the middle.

To put it simply, it’s a family that’s been around for less than 80 years, and they were lucky enough to discover a gold mine, but that’s it.

A family that has only been around for 80 years holds the title of count… … That alone is a great ‘success’.

If the Mantis Counts were in the Tulcan Empire or the Ishmael Kingdom instead of the Teslan Kingdom, they would have received at least the title of Marquis in the Tulcan Empire, and in the case of Ishmael or other kingdoms, they could have even aimed for the title of Duke.

Of course, you need to have outstanding political sense, but there is no need to mention it further.

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Why worry about it when it’s all going to end up in vain?

It doesn’t make sense.

“I am Count Mantis, who created the upper ranks to do the upper ranks work. I said it was an estimate, but it could be more than that. But… … To gather that many troops in such a short period of time… … .”

Aveiro glances at me.

“… … I think it’s safe to say that I’ve spent all my money.”

in other words.

“Could Count Mantis be a beggar now?”

“Of course, the mine is still intact, so we could mine the money over time, but there’s also the issue of inflation, and beyond that, there’s no liquid funds, which in itself causes numerous problems. Count Mantis, just… … is risking everything now.”

I burst out laughing.

why.

“Are you worried about that?”

“yes?”

“There’s a high chance that they moved using the teleport scroll, so where did the money paid to the mercenaries go?”

“They may have been entrusted to the Continental Battlefield, or they may be held by the reserve forces stationed in the Mantis Countdom.”

Aveiro also happens to be looking at me.

“In any case, the money will be within the Mantis County.”

“Right, then what if we just keep a few of those guys alive and get a definitive answer from them?”

“The lord will eat that money.”

He smiled brightly.

“Okay then.”

But, there was a problem.

The guys coming on horseback must have noticed me at the entrance here, but they didn’t slow down.

very.

They are funny guys.

Either they don’t recognize me, or the chain of command is a mess.

Or maybe he just wants to step on it and pass by.

I can’t tell the difference.

so.

I decided to stop it myself.

“Let me show you a light example of fusion magic.”

-Right now?

“uh.”

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He raised his left hand.

“[Fire wall.]”

Hwaruk-!

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A huge curtain made of fire appeared in front of me, a wall about 20 meters long, and I slowly raised my right hand.

“[Magic Arrow.]”

Countless clumps of mana the size of small finger joints were created and stretched out towards the curtain of fire.

Aveiro’s expression changes strangely.

Using the 1st circle magic Magic Arrow on the 4th circle magic Fire Wall?

If it were common sense, at least for mana users who had learned the basics of magic, they would have immediately made a bewildered expression.

A clash of mana and mana.

According to the basic mana common sense that is widely spread in the world, Magic Arrow should disappear in this situation.

but.

Knock- knock-!

The Magic Arrow passed through the curtain of fire as if gliding through the air.

And naturally.

Hwaruk-!

It was on fire.

100, 400, 900, 1500, 2000.

Countless mana clumps, numbering in the thousands, were created. They poured out countless times toward the fifteen thousand troops, each with a time difference.

like.

Like a baptism of fire from heaven.

* * *

A mercenary said.

“What is that?”

The mercenary’s voice was not heard by those around him.

That makes sense, because the current force is a whopping 15,000 strong.

It is simply absurd to think that when all 15,000 troops are moving on horseback, the sound of one person muttering can be heard.

Because there were that many troops.

The mercenary was anxious.

The mountain you see before your eyes.

It’s a hill, not a mountain, to be exact.

A hill with a legend that in the past, they tried to tear down the mountain and build a castle wall, but gave up halfway due to financial problems.

At that time, a fairly large space was created due to construction, and over time, that space became a huge open space, and that open space was large enough to accommodate the movement of 20,000 to 30,000 troops.

in other words.

If you just get past that point, you’ll reach the Valanti territory.

However, in the middle of that place, two children and a man can be seen.

The mercenary was conscious of the man, not the child.

He is not young for a young man, but his level is hard to gauge.

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It couldn’t be measured exactly.

He was just a guy standing there, and the distance was too far.

The mercenary thought.

so.

A man and a woman, why are those three people over there?

I glanced to the side.

The leader of the French Guild and a master inspector.

French Riley.

Now he was looking interested.

He then says:

“Don’t stop.”

It was clearly a small voice, but everyone around must have heard it.

How to put mana into your voice.

It’s the most basic of basics, but the person doing it is a master.

It must have reached all 50,000 troops.

“Tread on it and pass by.”

French Riley.

French, who had previously challenged and lost to the current mercenary king, was a much more cruel man than expected.

It’s a guild led by that kind of man.

This can’t be a normal guild.

So, those in the lead increased the speed of their horses even further.

At that moment.

Whoosh whoosh-!!

A huge wall appears in front.

That’s a wall made of fire.

“Somehow, I was wondering why it was there, but that was the intention.”

Riley snickers.

It had to be that way.

It’s just a 4 circle magic.

Just ignore that kind of magic and get through it.

I thought so.

Phew-!!

Until thousands of magical arrows made of fire came flying at me at a very fast speed.

“What is that?”

From mercenaries who are slow to grasp the situation.

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“Combining magic with magic?”

Even those who exclaim in awe at the magic they have never seen before.

It was diverse.

It has been mentioned, shown, and felt countless times.

Those who know see as much as they know, and those who don’t know see as much as they don’t know.

Magic Arrow, a 1-circle magic, instantly transformed into a 4-circle magic.

And there are thousands of such magics pouring out.

It would have been natural for anyone who knew it to be shocked.

And among those people, those who were of a higher level and relatively cool-headed would have reacted differently.

French Riley.

He did.

“Shield deployed!!”

At that huge voice, the mercenary magicians reflexively deployed their shields.

One layer, two layers, three layers… … hundreds of layers like that.

A giant shield created in an instant.

It and the magic arrow made of flames collided.

Kwaaaaaaaaaaah-!!

* * *

The advance has stopped.

Having so easily stopped the advance of over ten thousand troops, I spoke with my usual relaxed expression.

“Do you understand it roughly?”

-… … .

“… … .”

I don’t think so.

“Combine mana with mana… …Synthesize 1-circle mana into 4-circle mana… … I don’t know about others, but Cell, you’re a dragon.”

-… … .

“If you’re a dragon, wouldn’t you understand? Or not?”

This may sound like a joke, but I’m being serious right now.

This is what I struggled with the most when teaching Cell and Charlotte.

It is clear that both of them are very talented.

So I thought about how to teach it, and I taught it a few things at eye level.

This was the case with Kangcheoljutsu, and even the high circle magic that he taught from time to time at the villa.

That was all.

And it’s still the same now.

You could say it’s a kind of application of mana.

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Synthesize mana with mana… … but, is this difficult?

Isn’t this an easy concept?

As I was thinking that, our little dragon said with a slightly bewildered expression.

-boss.

“huh?”

-Do you know that you look really unlucky right now?

I ended up laughing out loud.

This little kid.

He quickly patted her head.

“You know what I mean, you punk.”

Apart from our little one’s joke, it seems like it would be difficult to understand and unfold.

Our teacher noticed that.

[Fusion magic, in the past it was called synthesis magic.]

Everyone looks to the teacher.

[It was an application used by the now extinct fairies and was their own unique technique. Perhaps, even if it was a dragon loved by Mana, it would be difficult to see and use it right away. Cell is still a hatchling, isn’t he? So don’t rush.]

The last words were to Cell.

Cell nodded after hearing that.

hmm.

Come to think of it, I am the Master’s disciple.

If such a disciple takes in a disciple, is that disciple also a disciple to our teacher?

I’m confused.

It was when I was thinking about something trivial.

“Who are you!!”

A very loud voice, no joke, loud enough to make the mountains around here shake, struck me.

Filled with blatant murderous intent.

But that voice and that face.

“Was it French Riley?”

He is the only one among the Masters who uses a spear, and he will become a Half-Blood in the future.

Of course, it goes without saying that he is also someone who has his neck cut off by me, like the Exile Pantheon.

As if on cue, he reached out to Aveiro.

The guy with the blank expression on his face hurriedly shook his head and handed me the Silarion.

Cold handle.

I feel like I’ve been catching this a lot lately, but honestly, I don’t really want to catch this a lot either.

If I pick up a sword, someone will definitely die.

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