Legendary Youngest Son of the Marquis House Chapter 410

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Episode 410

Shaken by Ron’s words, I took the initiative for the first time in my life, really the first time in my life.

Run away right away.

It’s out of the realm of the writer.

The pursuers are chasing him, and Ron’s true form is revealed while hiding his powers.

And I was terrified.

The world was black and white and too dark.

The world I lived in was a dark sky covered in clouds, a sky without a single ray of light.

I headed towards the rocky mountain while crying.

We met there.

Teacher.

‘Why are you so sad?’

No explanation was needed.

My feelings at that time, my expression, my appearance. Everything was explaining it to me.

‘What a pitiful child.’

Everyone in the world looked at me with pity.

No one reached out to me.

It just became fixed as the existence of that country.

Poor, stupid, pathetic guy.

‘Are you planning to live like that for the rest of your life?’

No it wasn’t.

I didn’t want to live like that.

‘Don’t you want to change?’

It was like a sentence.

It feels like the sky that had been darkened has opened up and light is pouring down.

I nodded as if I was possessed by something as I listened to the words of the chained doll I was seeing for the first time.

The doll from then, the doll from now.

And her back then, her past.

She now. told me.

‘Then from today on, call me master.’

The melody of the music changed.

That’s ecstasy.

A new picture of a bright new future. A new turning point in life.

The jubilant melody combined with vocals resonated throughout the conference hall.

Everyone was focused.

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The atmosphere brightened. The world became brighter. But it didn’t last long.

10 years with the teacher.

It was so much fun.

The country changed its existence and changed its mindset.

I’ve definitely changed. I’ve grown into a completely different young man than the jerk I was when I was young.

Then I became curious about the teacher.

Why do you live like this, why are you trapped here?

Why is the beautiful teacher so lonely?

The ten years of being together as a man and a woman brought about natural emotional changes, and I learned about women through my teacher.

I respected, honored, and loved.

As time passed, the Master’s end drew near.

‘I wish I could have lived with you just a little longer.’

The Master’s tears tore at my heart.

‘I wish I had met you a little earlier.’

It was the first time I saw my Master’s tears, and it was the first and last time I cried since I met him that day and until I died.

‘Go out into the world. Don’t be sad about my death. Find a better woman and start a family.’

There is no woman in the world better than the Master. I could say that for sure.

‘Don’t live a miserable life like me.’

I was a poor man. But my teacher was even more poor than I.

The sense of kinship they felt for each other, that relationship, is now about to end.

‘Don’t try to die by following me. You still have a lot of life left.’

That was a will.

When Master’s life was completely cut off, I wept.

I cried so hard that the world seemed to be falling apart.

The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly became tense.

The melody changed into a requiem and a memorial song.

After my teacher passed away, I lost my will to live.

The only thought that crossed my mind was that I should just die like this.

But the teacher told him not to follow him and die.

I stood up desperately.

At that moment, my older sister came to my mind.

My older sister, who was the only one on my side when I was staying at the Marquis’ House.

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I was curious.

I wonder how you are doing.

So we headed straight to Valantieryeong.

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But the country was destroyed and my older sister died.

How did he die?

I was curious, so I looked into it.

When I found out everything, how the Emperor and Princes of Tulcan played with our sister.

How did you get her pregnant?

How did he kill his older sister, who became a spectacle for the servants and butlers of the palace naked on a rainy day?

At that moment, I was so angry that I lost my mind.

I hated the name Tulcan.

I wanted to destroy the world.

plural.

In my life, where I wanted to die, a reason to live was found.

He moved while holding the sword, Silarion, that his master had left behind.

Killed, killed, and killed again.

The army came, and the half-transcendent being called Half-Blood came, and they fought across the line of death at every moment.

When his arm was cut off, he bit his opponent’s neck with his teeth.

When a sword was stuck in his leg, he pulled it out and slit his opponent’s throat.

When his weapon was gone, he tore his opponents to pieces with both hands.

The children were not touched.

At least it wasn’t the kids who earned my resentment.

And the children are innocent.

Killed so many people.

The longsword Silarion left behind by the Master broke.

I didn’t throw it away. This sword was the link that connected me and my teacher.

The broken sword was stored in subspace.

But one thing was certain: a better sword was needed.

In order not to lose my senses and not to become drunk on blood, I retraced my master’s steps.

I went back to the Rock Mountain. I spent a few days on the Rock Mountain that I had completely destroyed while holding the Master’s funeral, and then I headed to the place that used to be the Kingdom of Teslan.

After spending a day there, I headed to the Academy, which was supposed to be filled with the Master’s legacy.

Although it was completely in ruins, a few buildings still remained.

One of them was the Academy Treasury.

Academy graduates enter the report and take what they want one by one.

The tradition of the Academy.

When I first heard about that report, I was shocked.

A huge stone statue located exactly in the middle of it.

That was a statue of Julius Teslan, the man who founded Teslan in the past.

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Knowing all about the past, I immediately destroyed the statue when I saw it. I destroyed it and got the sword from there.

It was a long sword, with a long handle and the bronze extending from side to side as far as the handle.

I didn’t like the old bronze statue that was almost 40cm long. I didn’t like the fact that it had Julius’s fingerprints on it.

It wasn’t jealousy. It was disgust.

After obtaining the sword, I headed to the Forest of Demons.

He met the dwarves, smashed the ancient bronze into pieces, and changed his sword into the form of Silarion.

I walked the path of slaughter again.

The flow of music has changed.

The revenge is over.

I looked up at the sky, using the dead body of Iskandar as a chair.

By coincidence, the full moon was rising.

The teacher came to mind. My eyes naturally became wet.

There is no reason to live anymore.

There really wasn’t any.

I have no loved ones, no family.

The temptations of the opposite s*x were countless, but the Master said,

To find a better woman than you.

My guess was right.

I have traveled all over this wide world. Of all the women, there was none better than you, Master.

I didn’t even listen to the words of a certain bard who said that you can tell by getting into a relationship.

Even before getting into a relationship, I could tell if she was a good woman or not.

The only woman I have had a relationship with in my life is my teacher.

That didn’t change until the end of my world.

I didn’t want to live anymore.

I didn’t want to prolong this life.

To the Master’s side.

I want to go to my dead teacher’s side.

I don’t remember very well, but I may have shed tears at that time.

I just feel that way.

miss you.

I don’t know if there is a heaven and hell, but if there is, then what?

Even if you can’t go to the same place, just pass by once.

I want to see my teacher smiling just once.

That’s how he met death.

But then it regressed.

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A confusing situation.

It didn’t matter whether it was a dream or not.

Just one person.

I wanted to see the teacher.

I headed to the cave and could see it from there.

The teacher is still the same as he was at that moment, the turning point in my life.

My feelings at that time.

I expressed it in a numb manner, but it wasn’t like that inside.

It was ecstasy. It was true ecstasy.

I met again the teacher I had only seen in my dreams.

I found a reason to live again.

I can be with my master again.

The music of joy echoed through the conference hall once again.

The glasses of alcohol and water that people around them were holding in their hands.

I let go of everything and gave all my senses to the maestro’s gestures and the melody of the music.

The harmony of the singers’ voices and string instruments spreads out in all directions as a performance.

It covered the entire conference hall and the entire academy.

Everyone’s eyes are wet.

Everyone felt what I felt.

I expressed it through music.

Everyone opens their mouths and accepts the emotion of the song with their reddened eyes.

Human, xenomorph, dragon. It didn’t matter.

No one could escape from that moving melody.

Bam. The music ended.

The silence flows.

1 second.

2 seconds.

3 seconds.

and.

Waaa …

Clap clap clap clap!!

There was tremendous cheering and applause.

Many of the key figures in this room were giving a standing ovation, and they were crying.

The only ones sitting among them were me and the teacher on my shoulder.

While everyone was crying and clapping, I was laughing.

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That’s amazing.

He turned his head in admiration.

How was it?

I wanted to ask if the song was okay, but I couldn’t.

The teacher was crying too.

I put aside what I was going to say and reached out to grab our teacher’s small hand.

Warm body temperature.

Good atmosphere.

The teacher also slowly put strength into his hands.

So we quietly held each other’s hands in the cheering audience.

It was the best day ever.

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Needless to say, there is no one on the continent who does not know Jack’s name.

To some he is a madman, to others he is a revolutionary, etc.

There were many names called.

What is important here is that his existence has already become a symbol.

The very symbol of strength.

A perfect example of how those with real power can change the world, and how it can be done.

His every step became history, and within months of his public appearance, biographies were written and sold.

Many people tried to woo Jack, hoping to turn his steps in their direction even just once.

In common parlance, it’s called a request.

Although he was blocked by those around him before he could actually reach Jack, Jack’s presence had engulfed the entire continent.

For Jack, the founding of a nation was nothing new.

Even if they created a kingdom that was different from the existing system and had no king, it was all acceptable within the scope of common sense.

But this goes beyond common sense.

A giant hologram was floating in the square where the fountain of the Marquis of Cierran was located.

There appeared Jack, wearing a black robe without a hood.

It’s magic.

A literal magic that scattered hundreds and thousands of crystal spheres into battlefields all over the continent, causing everyone on the continent to watch.

It was very innovative and surprising, but there was something else that really surprised me.

Exactly what Jack said.

He said.

[On the continent, one king or emperor is enough.]

Those who knew Jack the usual way would have thought differently, as Jack’s aura was quite different.

A tremendous sense of intimidation.

I know I’m at the academy, but what is this overwhelming feeling that can be felt from so far away?

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At his words, everyone on the continent focused.

One king or emperor is enough, what comes next?

[Cradle, Matthias, Canaan, Ishmael. And the Elves’ Elderim, the Trolls’ Benheizen, the Dwarves’ Brandel, the Orcs’ Wilhelm, and the Harpies’ Kingdom. All of those countries will become ‘Principalities’, and the title of the one who rules the Principality will henceforth be unified as ‘Archangel Duke’. And, the ‘Milos Empire’ will own all of those countries.]

All the talk has already been done, and no one has shown any opposition. In fact, it would be strange to oppose. Who would oppose unless they don’t want to lose everything?

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