Youngest Scion of the Mages Chapter 84

The Magician’s Youngest Son Chapter 84

“Are you standing at our house?”

Rosalyn tilted her head.

“I can show you up to the 3rd level library with my authority.”

“Good.”

The deal was done. Larsen and Rosalyn moved. I came out to a nearby deserted field.

“Rosalyn.”

“why?”

“It’s suicidal to fight a wizard in a place like this where there’s a lot of hay.”

“know.”

Lots of hay. The wind is blowing well too. This is a situation that ‘flame mages’ like very much. You can damage your opponent with fire, but the fire magician who caused the fire is not affected by the fire. From the conditions, you can already start a few moves ahead.

“I’m glad you know.”

Larsen looked around.

‘There is tailing.’

That there will be tailing is a fact that even a child can know. Rosalyn is the only daughter of the Grandel family, and she is loved by the head of the family. She couldn’t have Rosalyn gone out alone.

‘The only thing I can feel is one person.’

A presence is caught in Cheonan.

‘Why is there only one person?’

She is the head of Grandel, famous for her foolish daughter. I don’t know if there’s a person like Magner attached to me. Normally, I would have attached at least three escorts. The answer was simple.

‘One person must be intentionally spreading momentum.’

The rest will be a voice that you can’t see through the stealth with your own skills right now.

“What are you thinking about?”

“I’m curious about the identity of the person who is intentionally draining energy.”

“Should I tell you?”

“no.”

Rosalyn is under no obligation to tell you. This time Larsen asked.

“You said you wanted to test your skills in taijutsu. What is it specifically?”

“Green onion.”

“good.”

Rosalyn bent her lower body a little. She held her balance firmly. She could see it in Larsen’s eyes as well.

‘I’ve grown.’

Rosalind seemed to be a genius as well. Larsen took the same pose. I could see fighting spirit boiling in Larsen’s eyes. Rosalind seemed to be able to handle fighting power now.

‘I can see the flow of fighting spirit.’

It moved organically within the body like blood, drawing out Rosalyn’s taijutsu.

“Goes.”

It was seen that fighting power was concentrated on the ankle and knee side. It was easy to respond.

‘It’s closing the distance.’

It was like magic. It was much faster than a normal person could do. It was as if a spring had been ricocheted out.

‘Be quick.’

Rosalyn’s movements were faster than expected. Larsen did not dodge. As much as Rosalind wanted to test her martial arts, Larsen wanted to test her martial arts as well.

[Intermediate Martial Arts. ‘Strength’ has been activated.]

‘Self-defense’, which was a beginner’s martial art, has become an intermediate martial art ‘Kang’.

river.

To harden the spirit and the soul.

Hardness here does not mean physical hardness. If you can effectively block the opponent’s attack, that is what Grandel meant by ‘strong’.

‘It flows gently.’

Larsen has mastered martial arts and handles transcendental mana. He can handle a little bit of every attribute. He added the subtlety of the water attribute there.

Rosalyn bit her lip.

‘It definitely touched my chest.’

The fist did touch Larsen’s chest. But she didn’t have a proper shock. He felt as if he had hit water. Suddenly, the words of his little father, Tuwang Magner, came to mind.

[If you feed that child even one hit, I’ll give you anything you want.]

My uncle had said it like a curse, and Rosalyn was furious at it. No matter how hard it is, I won’t be able to hit one hit.

Rosalyn moved a little further.

“Were you able to fight back just now?”

“uh.”

“But why didn’t you?”

“Because it wasn’t the best timing?”

It was possible to counterattack, but the timing was not the best. Bringing out maximum efficiency with minimum movement. Wouldn’t that be the best of magic arts?

Similar battles followed several times. Usually, Rosalind was the attacker, while Larsen was the defender.

‘Ugh.’

Larsen hurriedly lowered his head. A kick that curves irregularly from downward to upward. Rosalind’s feet, which moved like whips, made Larsen a little embarrassed. It was because I moved much faster than I thought. But it was just there. He’s faster than I thought, so it’s a bit embarrassing. Larsen tapped Rosalyn’s foot lightly. This time, Larsen widened the distance.

‘He has tremendous stamina.’

Rosalind, who performed taijutsu with fighting power, still seemed to be overflowing with stamina.

‘If I had moved like Rosalind… … I wouldn’t have any stamina left.’

Larsen’s magic arts are based on ‘transcendence mana’. He was born with a special attribute called sacral retardation, but continuing to use transcendental mana consumes a lot of physical strength. There is fighting power in the body, but it plays a supporting role to the end.

‘Is it a reason to develop fighting power?’

Larsen feels that ‘Transcendent Mana’ is superior in terms of destructive power and effectiveness, but ‘fighting power’ is more advantageous in sustaining power and stamina distribution. Both auras have their pros and cons.

‘I have to finish it soon.’

I saw Rosalyn approaching, crouching slightly.

‘It looks like it’s going straight, but it will eventually jump.’

It will jump up suddenly and attack from above to below. It’s not a normal move. It is a form of martial arts that uses fighting power. It’s probably moving a lot faster than you think. However, Larsen had already read all of Rosalyn’s movements.

Just before Rosalind jumped, Larsen took a step forward first. He grabbed Rosalyn’s arm as if he already knew he was jumping.

“uh?”

Larsen grabs Rosalyn’s arm and pulls it lightly, then trips her ankle and knocks her over. It was a truly fleeting moment. Larsen put the palm of his hand to Rosalyn’s face. Flames flickered in her palms. She drew mana of the flame attribute.

A blazing red flame made Rosalyn’s face red.

“Did I win?”

And then there was applause.

* * *

Bellatoudo.

One of the absolutes in this world. He is the head of Grandel, who is called the King of Benevolence. Bellatudo thought it was funny.

[I’m curious about the identity of the person who is intentionally draining energy.]

It is true that he intentionally spilled his energy. But I didn’t expect it to be this easy to figure out.

[Assuming he is a genius, try hiding at that level or higher. Does he guess or not?]

So Bellatudo deliberately adjusted his aura. he thought to himself. That Larsen would not be able to figure out his stealth. But he figured it out. It’s very easy too.

‘It means that he’s a guy with a better sense of humor than I thought.’

The feeling was better than expected. That is commendable. However, just because you have a good sense of humor doesn’t mean that your skills are excellent. Sensitive people usually have a good sense of humor. There are also those who are only born with a sense of humor.

However, as time passed, Bellatudo’s expression became serious.

‘He’s using a modified form of taijutsu.’

Martial arts. chess. He is using an ability whose boundaries are ambiguous. Although it was operated with mana rather than fighting power, what Larsen was using now was clearly the trick of ‘Kang’. It seemed that the attributes of mana were added to the description of the river. Even the organic movement of the muscles, fighting power was helping a part.

As soon as Bellatudo saw it, he could see what Larsen was doing.

‘Just as Rosalyn is testing her abilities, Larsen is also testing her abilities.’

It wasn’t long before Larsen acquired that ability. Her proficiency itself did not seem high. What was surprising was that with that low level of skill, she was ahead of Rosalyn by more than half.

‘The fundamental principle is chess.’

It was honestly shocking. Martial arts. I didn’t even pay attention to it because it was a dead study. However, the martial art that Larsen was performing now was obviously taijutsu. Everything Larsen grasped, Bellatudo grasped too.

‘The current proficiency itself is lower than Larsen.’

The skill is lower, but the skill is better?

‘It’s probably because martial arts is superior to martial arts.’

Bellatudo admitted it. I had no choice but to admit it. Bellatudo had a hunch. The study of ‘Martial Arts’ will take Martial Arts to a higher level.

‘That bastard. There is something.’

I felt it while watching Larsen. He saw a new interpretation of Larsen.

[The character ‘Setting Pioneer’ begins to take an interest in the hidden pieces of the world.]

Celestial Mage.

set destroyer.

In addition to that, this time, the interpretation of ‘setup pioneer’ appeared. The setup destroyer is currently being assumed to be Magner.

match! match! match!

Then Bellatudo appeared and clapped.

“You won.”

“dad!”

Larsen doubted his ears.

‘dad?’

what if dad? Bella Too? crazy. Why is Bellatudo here? Larsen hurriedly bowed his head.

“The head of Grandel. Meet the King of Benevolence.”

“It’s time to say hello.”

Bellatoudo. The head of the House of Grandel. I knew there was one person hiding, but I didn’t know it was Bellatudo.

‘thank god. I didn’t hit you.’

fought on defense. He didn’t even attack in the end. No matter how generous Bella Tudo is, even if this was a fair duel, Bella Tudo is an unarmed father who loves his daughter. I thought to myself that I was glad he didn’t hit me.

“He said something interesting. You want to come to the library?”

“That’s right.”

“Why?”

“Because I want to study martial arts.”

Larsen did not hide. If you’re a Bellatudo level, you’ll know everything about what happened inside Larsen’s body. He must have mastered taijutsu and know that he is using taijutsu tricks.

Bellatudo glared at Larsen.

‘this guy. I have no intention of lying.’

Rather, if you ask, they will answer everything as you ask. He seems to have nothing to hide. he liked it

“I’ll put in a formal invitation to the Mayton family.”

“dad?”

I send an invitation from Grandel first. Larsen visiting first and visiting after receiving an invitation. it has a completely different meaning.

“thank you.”

“With my authority, I can show up to the 2nd level library.”

Rosalyn was bewildered. He couldn’t understand why his father was suddenly behaving like that.

“Let’s treat you as an honored guest.”

* * *

Maiton’s family head, Decatra, smiled. He sat down in his desk chair and leafed through the invitations.

“It’s interesting.”

Decatra’s confidant Senkan asked.

“What is it?”

“It’s an invitation written by Bellatudo himself.”

“Are you Grandel’s matriarch? What is it?”

“They say they want to formally invite Larsen Mayton.”

Senkan said hee hee and laughed.

“what’s the reason?”

“They say they value Larsen’s potential.”

That alone cannot be a reason for an invitation.

“You wrote that Rosalyn gets a lot of stimulation.”

for Rosalyn. It is said that she wants to invite Larsen for Rosalyn’s growth. Decatra chuckled.

“At least at this point, they must have judged Larsen to be superior to Rosalyn.”

Senkan just stood in front of him silently.

‘Bellatudo has officially acknowledged and invited Larsen. Even by sending an official invitation.’

It wasn’t long before I left for a pilgrimage. He is still a long way from filling the two year period. Perhaps Larsen has received the highest honor a 14-year-old wizard can do. Because he was recognized by Bella Tudo.

‘I’m sure Bellatudo doesn’t know what that means.’

Larsen Mayton himself would not know. It’s just an invitation, but it says a lot.

Senkan said.

“Larsen has entered a full-scale succession war.”

“I guess so.”

3 days later.

Larsen returned to his hometown. As soon as he returned to his main house, he tried to find the badger annex where her mother, Soso, was staying.

In front of the Badger Annex.

Larsen was startled.

“Did you read my expression?”

Someone was standing at the door. A man with long sword marks on his face. It was a face Larsen knew well.

‘My father’s shadow.’

A confidant among confidants. It was Senkan who was his father’s closest aide.

“Where can I get one?”

Senkan threw a fireball at Larsen. The fireball was full of murderous intent. Larsen had a hunch.

‘If hit, you die.’