Magic Myeongga Youngest Son Episode 24
Larsen spoke immediately.
“I have no friends either.”
He smiled as if he knew everything.
“It’s just like that. You or me.”
“… … .”
“Because that’s how we were born.”
Cassin was speechless for a moment. Larsen aroused sympathy in the heart of the 9-year-old protagonist.
“And I have a harder time meeting friends than you.”
“why?”
“Because our family doesn’t allow friends in the first place. when the opponent’s rank is right. At that time, it is only allowed to meet friends as personal connections.”
“What kind of friend is that?”
“That is not a friend. so i have no friends But if it’s you, I think your family will allow it.”
What a noble master of swordsmanship. Isn’t it the main character of the Munchkin fantasy novel?
“That’s why I’m asking you for a job.”
Now, to some extent, mana has been restored.
[The Cheonan interprets the world.]
[Check the set value given for insufficient probability.]
Larsen actively used Cheonan, and in accordance with his will, he passed on the information interpreted by Cheonan to Larsen.
[For a swordsman, ‘bombing’ is a sign that confirms trust in each other.]
Unlike Dalian, Bimu uses ‘real weapons’. Larsen read Cheonan’s interpretation as it was.
“Believe and care for each other. And if trust isn’t backed up enough, it could lead to serious injuries. Right?”
“that’s right. You know us well.”
“Because they are our rivals.”
In fact, this is something Cha Seong-min did not set. I just wrote the contents that the people of the ‘swordsmanship family’ do ‘bimu’ as a ritual to get acquainted for the first time.
With that basic goal, this world created these settings independently.
[For the weak to ask the strong to ‘bomb’ is something that requires greater faith and courage, and also means ‘I fully believe in you’. At least that’s what it meant to the people of the Seid family.]
The abbreviation here is, of course, Lassen. The strong one is Kashin.
“As I said before, I use magic arts. It will be easier if you understand it as taijutsu.”
“I am swordsman. Use the sword with your right hand. I will only use the basic swordsmanship of the Seid family.”
seuleung-
A clear voice was heard.
Suddenly, Kashin’s right hand held a well-forged silver sword.
‘Baldo too… … It’s very neat.’
It’s hard to believe that he’s 9 years old. I didn’t know much about swordsmanship, but I could feel that momentum. While holding the sword, it seems that a small garden is standing in front of it. The feeling of having a wall in front of you. is also the main character
“Because you are bare-handed and I am carrying a weapon. Three times, I’ll give up the first attack.”
I knew it would be like that. This is Kashin Seidji. Larsen, who had already expected those words, shook his head.
“Kashin. Who will win if you and I fight?”
“that… … .”
“Of course you will win.”
There is a difference in ability, a difference in talent, a difference in the main cast, and a difference in family support. There is even a difference in weapons.
“But why do you think I asked you for a job?”
“I want to be friends… … ?”
“Then do you think winning or losing is important in this martial arts?”
“no. It doesn’t matter if you win or lose.”
Larsen nodded.
“I didn’t apply for a match because I wanted to win. i want to be friends with you Friends should be on an equal footing with each other.”
“… … .”
It seems that it is not too difficult to coax the 9-year-old main character than I thought.
“Treat me on an equal footing, with equal eyes.”
As Cha Seong-min, he treated Kashin. If writer Cha Seong-min had created a character called ‘Smart Larsen’, he would have done it this way. The way a 9 year old treats a 9 year old.
Kashin replied.
“Sorry.”
Unbeknownst to me, I saw the weak from the standpoint of the strong. Cassin was truly sorry. It shouldn’t have been like that if it wasn’t a relationship between the strong and the weak, but between friends and friends. At the words of the author, the creator, Kashin was greatly shaken.
“I didn’t mean to insult you.”
“I know.”
Larsen took a stand. The mana in his heart began to boil.
“I will do my best. Kashin, do your best.”
A sparring where we do our best without killing or injuring each other. The rain has begun.
* * *
Kashin was able to afford it. It’s not a fight to die, it’s a fight for each other’s growth. Kashin told him about his skills and started his sword dance.
“Straight stab.”
stab straight. It is the sound of stabbing in a straight line. I was told in words, but it didn’t really mean much.
‘crazy.’
It was fast. At the same time as verbally speaking, the tip of the knife almost touches the uvula.
[property. ‘Let it flow slowly’ is automatically applied.]
I managed to avoid Kashin’s sword tip thanks to ‘Slow Flow’. He slashed the sword with the back of his hand.
[Beginner Martial Arts. Use ‘skillful weight utilization’.]
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I took the center at the same time as I hit it. bent his knees He’s ready to jump out. But he couldn’t jump forward.
“collect.”
Kashin retrieved the sword. And once again.
“Straight stab.”
In fact, it took less than a second to reach out and retrieve the sword, then extend it again.
‘What’s so fast?’
Even with the help of ‘Slow Flow’, Kashin’s movements were too fast.
‘The distance is not allowed.’
Kashin’s ‘sword’ was like a part of his body. In order to use magic arts, I had to access it somehow, but I couldn’t access it. Kashin knew how to play with ‘streets’. He thoroughly moved from his distance.
What was scarier than the sword was the foot.
‘My feet are too fast.’
If you get too close, it will come within the sword’s attack radius. If you don’t approach it, the attack will come too fast.
‘This is the true strength of the main character.’
I had no intention of winning in the first place. you won’t be able to win
‘however… … .’
I thought it was worth doing more than I thought. It was thanks to the ‘attribute’, but anyway, I was able to read Kashin’s trajectory and predict his movements to some extent.
“Cut across.”
Kashin swung his sword from left to right. Larsen had a hunch.
‘This is painting.’
won’t come to the end After giving the motion like that, I will use ‘straight stab’ again. did not avoid
[property. ‘Let it flow slowly’ is automatically applied.]
Read Kashin’s Orbit.
‘no. Not painting! changed.’
The original intention must have been painting. But when Larsen didn’t seem to respond, he switched to a real attack instead of a feint. It was seen carrying his weight. The rising of mana near the navel was interpreted as ‘Cheonan’.
‘Really creeps in.’
I thought it was painting, but it really came in.
‘I can’t avoid it.’
If so, it should be blocked. A situation where you have no choice but to give up your side.
‘It’s better to be hit by the arm than to be hit by the side.’
Larsen instinctively raised the mana in his heart.
[Beginner magician uses ‘stronger will’.]
Just like the active use of Cheonan. Actively used ‘stronger will’. Concentrated mana into the arm.
‘Ugh.’
It was as if he had been beaten with an iron club. I felt the shock travel through her arms and shake my whole body.
Finally, Larsen spoke.
“I lost.”
Before I knew it, Kashin’s sword was touching Larsen’s throat.
Jple, who had been watching nervously, let out a sigh of relief. With what courage did he apply for a sword fight with a genius from a renowned swordsmanship? If an accident happened because of a single mistake, it might have been covered by the guard. Anyway, it ended without anyone getting seriously hurt.
Kashin put the sword into the scabbard.
“Is your arm okay?”
“huh. It looks like he was beaten with an iron club. Her whole body is tingling.”
“It was a great defense.”
“I couldn’t even block it properly?”
I knew the next blow, but I couldn’t defend it. Kashin was too fast. He couldn’t help it even though he was being helped by the attributes.
“no. i think it was really great I was surprised by the sudden spark.”
Did you say there was a spark? What is that all of a sudden? What spark suddenly? Larsen didn’t say that. Because Kashin’s expression was too serious.
‘flame. Didn’t I see it?’
Could Lydia, who is sitting on the collapsed stone tomb over there, use her hand? The situation passed by so suddenly, I don’t think I could figure it out.
Anyway, Kashin was serious. Seriously, I admired Larsen’s defensive martial arts.
“This sword is a treasured sword.”
“okay?”
“It’s a sword that cuts through steel.”
In an instant, Larsen broke out in a cold sweat.
‘A sword that can cut steel?’
You mean you hit my arm with that sword?
“I tried to reduce the cutting force as much as possible by applying force, but… … . Still, it was a great defense. I was genuinely surprised.”
No, I hope I didn’t surprise you that much. Larsen was a little burdened by Kashin’s bright eyes. He quickly admitted defeat.
“thank you. what. I expected defeat, of course, but the difference in skills is huge.”
“… … .”
This time Kashin held out his hand first. Just like wizards do, they shook hands.
“Did you lower your arm because you trusted me?”
no. It was because I couldn’t see any other way. Nonetheless, Kashin seemed quite thrilled.
“If it were you, you would have recognized the cutting power.”
I honestly didn’t find out. It was crazy.
“Thank you for trusting me.”
Cold sweat just flowed down my face. He cut my arm with his knife that cuts through steel.
“Of course.”
“Actually, everyone else said it was difficult for me.”
It is cruel to the young protagonist who dreams of a utopia. Cha Seong-min is well aware of that fact. he can’t help it It is the same as the fate of those who inherited the blood of the absolute. The young Kashin goes through this growth process and eventually becomes an absolute person and gains friends he loves and trusts.
“Well, compared to you, everyone is weak. It is not strange that the weak oppose the strong.”
“Then are you weird?”
“just. I think I can trust you.”
I am the one who made you into such an ideal, kind and beautiful protagonist. I put in a lot of settings close to absolute values. So, of course, I have to believe it.
“I’m new to a kid like you.”
Cassin smiled broadly. It was really nice to meet Larsen.
“I really enjoyed today. Larsen Mayton. See you next time.”
Cassin waved his hand and walked away. At the same time, Cheonan came up with another interpretation.
[A ‘variable’ has occurred that can greatly affect the probability and story.]
* * *
Lydia is sitting on top of a collapsed stone tomb. He is crossing his arms and turning his head. She pursed her lips a little. She was a classic, pouty 9-year-old.
“what’s the matter?”
“Cancel.”
“what?”
“If you don’t cancel, I will burn everything.”
“So what?”
Larsen thought. I don’t know why he’s doing that.
‘ah.’
When I thought about it, I seemed to know.
“Is it because I said I have no friends?”
It felt like dealing with this 9-year-old girl was harder than dealing with 9-year-old Kashin.
“I am!”
Lydia’s face turned red. It seemed like he was angry rather than ashamed.
“I thought of you as a friend!”
A [!] mark made of flames appeared on Lydia’s bedside and then disappeared. It was like a little firecracker. It was amazing.
“So that’s why we signed a fire pact!”
9 years old. On the verge of entering the raging teens. Even at this time, it seems that the value of ‘friend’ is really important.
Larsen laughed.
“You are friends too.”
“But why did you say you didn’t have any friends earlier?”
“cancellation.”
As Lydia sat, she stared at Larsen.
“Are you really going to cancel?”
“cancellation. I made a mistake. Sorry.”
Lydia’s ‘super single cell’ setting shined here as well. I apologized, so it was resolved right away.
“I’m really sorry?”
“uh. I will apologize.”
“Really?”
“then. Lydia is my friend.”
red slayer. Lydia you must be my friend. It would be difficult if he went to slaughter wizards later.
“That’s all right.”
Lydia jumped up and jumped up from her seat.
“Remember. i am your friend You can never eat it.”
“of course.”
“Forgive me because it’s the first time.”
Larsen laughed.
“thank you.”
“Then shake my hand too.”
“handshake?”
“You only shook hands with him. Didn’t shake hands with me. I’ll shake hands too. Give me your hand!”
Larsen laughed out loud involuntarily. In the end, real laughter broke out. how to say It’s like seeing her little nephew. Lydia. I’d be really serious about it.
‘Was I like that when I was 9?’
I guess it wasn’t like that. Anyway, I thought it went well.
But then, Jple, who had been silent, opened his mouth.
“Seven Confucius.”
“why?”
“I’m embarrassed, but… … May I ask you one question?”
It feels like I hear the word extravagance very often. Anyway, Jple’s expression was serious. Larsen nodded.
“try.”
Then, from Larsen’s point of view, absurd questions continued.
