Return of the Calamity-Class Death Knight Chapter 32

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The Return of the Destruction Level Death Knight Episode 32

Episode 32: Plain of Leaves (2)

The Marquis quickly reached out and tried to grab Michael’s hand.

But there was someone who blocked Michael’s hand before that.

Damian Haxen reached out and grabbed Michael’s wrist. As a result, Michael was unable to draw his sword.

Michael looked back and forth between the sword hilt and Damian Haxen with a puzzled face.

“You have a quick temper.”

Damian Haxen said, looking down at Michael Ryanblum.

“It looks like you have a strong desire to win. Anyway, isn’t this a place where you can draw a sword?”

Only then did Michael look around. Only then did I see the duke’s frowning face.

“Marquis Ryanblum, what are you doing?”

The duke said in a barbed tone.

The Marquis rubbed his face with his palm.

“… … My son did something foolish. “There was absolutely no intention to harm your knight.”

“You know very well that it’s not something that can be overlooked with words like that, right?”

The Marquis only broke into a cold sweat at the sharp criticism.

The duke came to this event in response to the marquis’ invitation. In that situation, Michael Ryanbloom tried to draw his weapon.

This was not normal. If he made a mistake, the marquis’s reputation might plummet.

‘You have some talent for acting.’

Damian looked at the duke with an amused expression.

Damian knew from early on that the duke was not truly angry.

He was enjoying himself by exploiting the Marquis’ weakness. I could tell just by looking at the slightly bent eyes.

“I feel like I want to kick up and leave this place, but… … “There is a duel left, so bear with it.”

“… … “Thank you for your generosity.”

“Instead, I will have to place a few more conditions as a reward for the duel.”

The Marquis sighed.

“… … “Tell me the conditions.”

“If we win this duel, we will take ownership of the land adjacent to the gold mine.”

The start of this duel was because a gold mine was discovered on the border between the duke and marquis’ territory.

If the duke won the duel, he wanted to take all the territory along the border.

“Is that okay?”

“One more thing, if we win the duel, please open the Marquis’s Notes to Sir Damian Haxen here.”

The Duke said, patting Damian Haxen on the back.

Damian looked at the duke with a surprised face.

Vigo is not an ordinary warehouse. It is a place where treasures collected by the family from generation to generation are stored.

Opening such a place meant giving Damian Haxen one of the marquis’ treasures.

“… … “You are imposing difficult conditions.”

“Instead, there is a condition that you must win the duel.”

The Marquis thought for a moment and then spoke.

“good. “Let’s accept all of those conditions.”

* * *

The conversation ended with that.

The marquis and the duke returned to their respective camps.

“… … “Michael.”

On the way back, the Marquis called his son’s name with resentment.

“Why did you pull out the knife right then and there? You almost destroyed our family just now… … .”

“Father, have you seen it? “That bastard knew I was going to pull out the knife.”

However, Michael did not give the Marquis any thought.

“It means you were reading everything I was going to do. “This is my first time meeting someone like this!”

Michael was happy like a child. The Marquis’ expression became serious at that pure smile.

“… … Did you like Damian Haxen that much?”

“yes! Dad was right! Damien Haxen might fight as an equal to me!”

Michael Ryanbloom was bored because he had no opponents, even though he had master-level talent.

That son has now met his opponent in the name of Damian Haxen.

The boredom that had covered Michael Ryanbloom’s eyes disappeared completely at the appearance of his dream opponent.

The talent that had been dormant began to awaken again.

“… … “It’s okay if you’re satisfied.”

A smile also appeared on the Marquis’ face.

In any case, the conditions the duke set forth were only meaningful if they won the duel.

As long as Michael Ryanblum is there, there is no way he will lose the duel.

* * *

“We were lucky from the start.”

When we arrived at the camp, the duke spoke.

“If only I could win the duel, it would be perfect. “Isn’t that right?”

The Duke’s mouth was full of smiles as he looked back at Damien.

“Your Excellency, why did you impose such a condition?”

“What do you mean? “You mean Viggo?”

Damian nodded. The duke said it was no big deal.

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“Aren’t you the one who blocked Michael’s sword? “If Michael had completely drawn his sword, the spot would have been completely destroyed.”

“Then wouldn’t it be beneficial to the dukedom as well?”

“It’s beneficial to the duke, but not to me. “I don’t want to win against the Marquis due to an unexpected situation like this.”

The Duke’s expression became serious.

“I don’t like that man. He promised that he would crush it someday. “The opportunity is right in front of you, so you can’t miss it, right?”

Only then did Damian understand the duke’s feelings.

Because his pride is strong, he cannot allow a meaningless ending.

“And isn’t this an opportunity to show off with someone else’s money? “You can’t miss it.”

The duke laughed loudly. Soon he shook his head and said.

“Anyway, this is a strange thing. Michael Ryan Bloom is famous for being a terrible lazy person. “Why did you pull out the sword?”

When the duke asked, Damien shrugged his shoulders.

“I guess I was bored.”

Contrary to his words, Damian understood Michael Ryanblum’s impulsive actions.

‘Even though he is young, he seems to have already developed a sixth sense.’

Among the Masters, there are many who have special talents.

A sword musician with absolute pitch could be said to be one of them.

And Michael Ryanbloom also had that special talent.

Sight, hearing, taste, touch, smell.

It possesses a sixth sense, the super sense, which is completely different from these five senses.

In his past life, Michael used his extra senses to detect unexpected dangers or read the enemy’s hidden moves.

‘If this is the case, I can look forward to it.’

In the future, Michael Ryanblum rises to the level of a master. But he was only low class now.

So I was worried about what to do if the duel ended soon. Fortunately, Damian’s worries seemed to be unfounded.

“Your Excellency, a messenger is coming from the Marquis.”

Gaol Heimlich said to the Duke.

A messenger on horseback said to the duke:

“This is a message from His Excellency the Marquis! “Let’s begin the first duel!”

“It’s good because it’s fast.”

The duke muttered, raising one corner of his mouth.

“As this is the first duel, it will be important to get the momentum going. “Who do you want me to send out?”

The Duke looked back at the knights and asked.

When there was no answer, the duke turned to Damian Haxen.

“Sir Damian, I heard you’ve been hanging out with the candidate knights a lot lately.”

“Yes, we had some sparring.”

“Are there any articles you can recommend?”

The Duke’s question reminded Damian of Pavel Vermond. Among the knights who sparred with him, Pavel was by far the best.

“Your Excellency, may I make a recommendation first?”

At that time, someone opened their mouth. Damian naturally looked at the article.

Sebastian Vincenzo.

He was a middle class knight in charge of training dueling knights.

“Training dueling knights is my job, Sebastian Vincenzo. “I would be able to recommend someone much more suitable than Sir Damien.”

As he said that, Sebastian Vincenzo glanced at Damian.

It was not a friendly look. To put it bluntly, it was full of hostility.

‘He is a narrow-minded person.’

Damian had a conflict with Sebastian Vincenzo once before.

Several duelists heard that they were sparring with Damian and protested to the duke.

-It doesn’t matter, right? Even knights would learn something from their sparring with Sir Damian.

Of course, the duke took Damian’s side.

It seemed like he was trying to get revenge for what happened back then.

“Hmm, Sir Sebastian has a point. “Then who do you plan to recommend?”

“I would recommend my son Fabien Vincenzo.”

Not all duelists sparred with Damian. There were dueling knights who were not like that.

All of those duelists were trained by Vincenzo.

“He is Lord Sebastian’s child… … “I’ve already heard that you’re very talented.”

“Yes, Your Excellency. This is the child who inherited everything from the Vincenzo family. “I have no doubt he will get his first win.”

“Good. “Let’s get your son to compete.”

Sebastian Vincenzo gestured. A knight holding a spear walked forward.

“I will not disappoint you!”

After shouting that, Fabian Vincenzo headed to the center.

* * *

Fabian Vincenzo knew exactly what his father intended in sending him away.

‘Damian Haxen, how dare that hillbilly threaten your father’s position.’

To the Duke’s knights, Damian Haxen was like a thorn in their eyes.

Wouldn’t he suddenly appear one day and take over as the representative of the family, monopolizing the duke’s favor?

‘If it weren’t for that guy, the position of representative would have been mine.’

Fabian Vincenzo thought dissatisfied.

‘I will win this duel brilliantly and change Your Excellency’s perception.’

Fabian Vincenzo faced the marquis’ knight. He took out the spear hanging on his back.

“I am Fabian of Viscount Vincenzo! “Please reveal your name!”

In response to Fabien Vernon’s shout, the marquis’ knight spoke.

“Robert. “There is no castle.”

“what? No last name? “A commoner?”

Fabian Vincenzo immediately wrinkled his face.

Knights are mainly raised in knightly families. To be completed, you must acquire the etiquette and knowledge appropriate for a knight, and learn the family’s vision.

It was not a position that a commoner could dare to occupy.

“I can’t believe a commoner would want to fight me.”

Fabian Vincenzo could not help but be disappointed that his first opponent was a commoner.

“It’s also noisy. “It seems like all the duchy’s knights fight with their tongues like bitches, right?”

Fabian Vincenzo furrowed his brows at Robert’s ridicule.

“Such an arrogant bastard. “I’ll tell you the difference right now!”

Fabian rushed in with his spear. He felt determined to end the duel once and for all.

“Oh, Sir Fabian is attacking.”

The Duke’s soldiers who were watching this all cheered.

Even though I was far away, I could feel it. This is the fighting spirit that Fabien exudes.

On the other hand, no force was felt from the marquis’ knight.

It seemed like the first duel would easily end like this.

However, the duel that soon began went completely differently than expected.

The marquis’ knight easily blocked Fabian’s attacks.

“hot! Haha! hot!”

Fabian shouted even louder. But no matter how much time passed, the results did not change.

“this… … “No commoner!”

Are you upset that your attacks keep getting blocked? Fabian’s movements increased.

At that moment, the marquis’ knight moved.

Fabian lightly struck down the spear and narrowed the distance. And then he kicked Fabian’s body.

“Ugh!”

Fabian fell backwards. The blade touched the back of Fabian’s neck.

Before I knew it, the Marquis’ knight was approaching me and holding out his sword.

“Are you going to admit defeat?”

The marquis’ knight asked calmly. Fabian said in a trembling voice.

“I lost, I lost.”

The moment Fabian admitted defeat, cheers erupted from the Marquis’ camp.

On the other hand, there was a heavy silence in the Duke’s camp.

* * *

“… … “Send soldiers to bring Fabien Vincenzo.”

After giving the command, the Duke looked back at Sebastian Vincenzo.

“Lord Sebastian, what have I just seen?”

Sebastian could not say anything to the duke’s question.

“Go, Your Excellency… … Well, that was… … .”

“I trusted Sir Vincenzo and entrusted him with training the knights, and this is how he repays me.”

Sebastian Vincenzo opened his mouth as if making an excuse. The duke said with cold eyes.

“Please, please remain quiet for now.”

Sebastian immediately closed his mouth.

“I didn’t know there would be such a big difference in the level of the knights.”

The duke stroked his chin and was lost in thought.

“Isn’t this why you lose the duel even if Lord Damian Haxen wins?”

The silence in the duke camp became even heavier.

“Your Excellency, may I tell you something?”

At that time, Damian Haxen opened his mouth.

“Tell me.”

Damian said in response to the Duke’s words.

“I would like to recommend Pavel Vermond for my second article.”

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