Legendary Youngest Son of the Marquis House Chapter 43

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Episode 43

“Are you interested?”

[If you’re interested, then you’re interested. If not, then you’re not. Why? Are you afraid that I’ll take you as my disciple?]

I know you’re joking.

I was a little curious because I knew that.

“Even if you grow a lot, the limit is 4 circles, so I wonder what caught the eye of our picky teacher.”

The teacher bursts into laughter.

[You have the same eye for talent as I do, but can’t you see anything different?]

“What else? Physical condition? You look like a Dolsoe type.”

The destructive power coming from that enormous creature would probably be considerable.

If that’s talent, then it’s talent.

But other than that, I don’t know much.

The teacher just looked at me blankly.

As if to ask you to find the answer.

That sight gives me a strange sense of nostalgia.

Should I say that it matches the image of my teacher who was teaching me at some point in the past?

It’s a new feeling, but it’s not a bad feeling.

“It’s a quiz… I have a hard time finding the answer. I’ll try to guess it.”

As I answered leisurely, the teacher quietly folded his arms and leaned back on the bench.

I also followed the Master and leaned against the bench with my arms crossed, and the vampire kid who was watching us also followed us, linking his arms and leaning back against the bench.

As the strange silence settled in, it was not me or my master who spoke first, but our little vampire brat.

“I guess I’ve been swinging my sword for quite some time. I think that guy is going to collapse at any moment.”

I still didn’t say anything.

At that moment, the boy’s clothes are slightly lifted, and the vampire kid frowns.

“Boss, isn’t that a bruise?”

“That’s right. A bruise.”

It wasn’t just a bruise.

A wound that has become bruised and scabbed over.

The wound was so bad that it felt like I had been beaten severely.

No, it wasn’t a feeling.

That’s for sure.

That boy was beaten up not long ago.

[You still don’t know why I was interested?]

I ended up laughing hysterically.

Master doesn’t know me at all.

I realized a long time ago why the Master was interested in that man.

That guy.

“The circle was broken once.”

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When I turned my head, the teacher had uncrossed his arms.

[It is very difficult to rebuild a broken circle. I can say for sure that it is not difficult, but almost impossible, especially for a child with such ‘average’ talent.]

I naturally placed my teacher on my shoulder and stood up from my seat.

[There is no sign of anyone receiving help from the circle, so it seems that he did it all by himself. Even if he has talent, I like his tenacity. And… … .]

“And?”

The teacher, who was about to say something, shook his head.

[No. I don’t think I need to say any more.]

It’s a new fact, but the master is a black magician.

And I was with that teacher for about 10 years.

Now, the Master is not interested in that man simply because he likes his spirit.

The Warlock is death and destruction. And grudges and revenge.

He catches such negative emotions faster than any other being.

There are two reasons why the Master was interested in that man.

First, the tenacity to regenerate the broken circle on his own.

This tenacity even includes an inexplicable tenacity that allows him to silently swing his sword even with a body covered in wounds.

And the second is the hatred hidden behind it.

The Master became interested in the feeling of desperately wishing for someone’s death.

Of course, I never said those words out loud.

After standing up, he took Charlotte’s hand and walked towards the man.

Phew! Phew!

It’s slower than before, but it’s still fierce.

The problem is that simply swinging a sword leaves too many gaps.

It’s not the end.

Everything from the way he wields the sword to his stance is mediocre.

As I get closer, the sword slows down.

Then, the man with the sword hanging up raises his head and meets my eyes.

“What. Phew. Is it happening? Phew.”

The sight of a man gasping for breath seems a little cute.

“I don’t know if it was conscious or not, but my arms were too strong.”

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“……yes?”

“Relax your right arm a little, and when you swing your sword, your leg position is too off. If you’re not going to die after swinging once, you should fix that too. Also, you seem to be too conscious of your broken circle. Your posture is like that right now, and it’s too obvious when you swing your sword. It seems like your goal is to protect your heart as much as possible, but that actually exposes more of your vulnerability. Fix that too.”

The man takes a step back and looks at me with a wary expression.

“You, what are you?”

What the heck?

“Just a bystander. And a human being. Is a young man getting beaten up by someone that big?”

“… … .”

The saying that a frog can’t think like a tadpole is certainly true to some extent.

Because I can’t think like a tadpole right now.

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First, I took out the high-level potion I had brought for emergency use from my bosom.

And threw it at the man.

The man who caught it lightly looks at me with a blank expression.

“… …Is this a potion?”

“Uh. From what I’ve heard, it’s a high-grade grape-flavored potion.”

“Why are you giving this to me?”

Judging from the way you’ve been speaking politely to me from the beginning, I think you’re a commoner.

Well, only a commoner would be able to sustain such a wound.

Oh, why did you give me the potion?

“just.”

Actually, there was a reason.

That caught my and our teacher’s attention.

That might give you a potion or something.

I’ve got a lot of money now because I ripped off Gonzalez and the investigation team.

The man still had a blank expression on his face.

I turned around as if my business was over.

It’s been about three or four hours, so by now our grandfather would have found a mansion.

As I was about to walk towards the president’s office, I turned my head back as if I had forgotten.

“What is your name?”

“… … .”

“What’s your name?”

“Thanos. It’s Thanos.”

Thanos… … .

“It’s a name that sounds like it would be easy to snap your fingers with. Practice hard.”

Just as I was about to turn around again.

“excuse me.”

“why?”

“… …What is your name?”

I feel like I’ve been in a similar situation recently, but am I mistaken?

“jack.”

I turned around very coolly and walked towards the president’s office.

To me, the teacher and the little boy each added a word.

[The shit form, the shit form, is all caught by yourself.]

“Boss, it’s still cool.”

What, all of a sudden?

* * *

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Thanos, left alone, looked at Jack’s back with a blank expression.

I lowered my gaze.

A potion held in the hand.

A brand new bottle with a sparkling liquid and not even a cork.

This is definitely true.

Are you just going to hand over that high-grade potion that costs 40 gold per bottle like this?

“Wait a minute, Jack? Jack? I’ve heard that name before.”

For a moment, Thanos almost dropped the potion he was holding.

no way.

“Jack… …Jack Valanti?”

If you’re an academy student, you can’t not know.

Not because he was known to be retarded, but more fundamentally, Jack Valantier was uniquely famous at the Academy.

Because he was a legendary figure who was the only one to skip all classes except for ‘exams’ in the first semester.

Not only that, he was also the younger brother of Elizabeth Vallantier, the most beautiful woman on the continent, so Jack Vallantier was a famous person here at the Academy, if not elsewhere.

however.

“… … It’s so different from the rumors.”

We were in different grades so I never actually saw him.

But basically, rumors that spread by word of mouth usually have some basis in them.

Idiot. Idiot.

A worm with no motivation, just living each day, breathing.

I knew it was Jack Valantier.

By the way.

“Relax your arms?”

Jack’s words had a strange power.

A strange power that digs deep into your mind, word by word.

Moreover, it was difficult to see it as something said without any particular meaning.

Thanos, who had been standing there for a moment to adjust his posture, suddenly frowned at the extreme pain he felt in his body.

Then he stared blankly at the potion in his hand.

Thanos stood there for a while, as if he was contemplating whether or not to eat it.

And then, as Thanos eventually put the potion in his arms instead of drinking it, a new fact flashed through his head like a lightning bolt.

Since the opening of the Tesla Academy, Jack’s grades have been unrivaled by anyone else.

It’s not like I got full marks in every subject or anything like that.

Jack definitely got A’s in every subject in the first semester.

The word ‘unrivaled’ is an understatement.

I guess you could say it’s just overwhelming.

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Thanos scratches his head with his thick fingers.

“Did I get the name wrong… … .”

Chapter 7

The man sitting in the president’s office said.

“Are you really going to listen to everything that little kid has to say?”

General Rommel smiles slyly.

“You’ve become a guy who knows the basics of trading.”

General Rommel’s gaze shifts to the man sitting across from him.

A man with a slightly wrinkled face and a long scar down the right side of his face.

The name is Bellamy Cragg.

He is a 9th circle wizard and is in charge of all magic departments of Sohak and Taehak. His exact title is Dean of the Magic Department and currently the Lord of the Magic Tower of the Teslan Kingdom.

General Rommel, who was looking at him, immediately asked.

“Don’t you like that kid?”

Bellamy answered as if he had been waiting.

“Even though we caught the spy, there are too many suspicious things. I didn’t look into it in detail, but the mana heart is at most 2 circles. But, a mana user with only 2 circles can subdue a 6 circle Bluetooth with a single punch? I think we should catch that child rather than Bluetooth.”

“why.”

“yes?”

“Why do you know one and not know two?”

“……yes?”

General Rommel was silent for a moment.

General Rommel broke the brief silence by fiddling with the handle of the teacup on the table in his office, as if he had something to think about.

“That kid brought a new kid.”

“Yes, it was.”

“What does it mean to admit that child to the academy?”

“I guess you mean you plan on continuing to attend the academy?”

“That’s right. Is there really a need to stir up a child like that? He could be a blessing to our Teslan Kingdom, and he knew about Bluetooth? We can slowly find out how he knew. It’s not like he’s going anywhere.”

General Rommel’s tone was soft and persuasive.

In particular, the territory where the academy is located is Ascendible.

The current Duke of Ascension is also the son of the Chancellor, and the Chancellor’s second son is currently the Commander of the Imperial Guard and one of the only two Masters in the kingdom.

That is, in Ascension, the power of the president is absolute.

Although General Rommel’s words had some merit, Bellamy felt strangely uneasy.

But I had already sworn allegiance to General Rommel.

“I will do as you say, sir. And, may I say one more thing?”

“Try it.”

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