Magic Master’s Youngest Son Chapter 37
Tuwang Magner accurately read Larsen’s movements.
‘I didn’t avert my eyes.’
That means that Larsen read all his nephew’s movements. He wasn’t even afraid of his fists.
Larsen lightly received Rosalyn’s fist.
widely!
There was a sound.
Larsen’s palm. And it was the sound of Rosalyn’s fists colliding. Rosalyn was bewildered.
“uh?”
This was completely unexpected.
‘Did you block it?’
Actually, I wasn’t expecting a hit. Because there was quite a distance for that. But I expected that Larsen to fall back awkwardly. But Larsen blocked it too easily.
However, Larsen did not easily block the attack.
[property. ‘Let it flow slowly’ is applied automatically.]
[Beginner Martial Arts. ‘Self-defense’ is automatically activated.]
My palms were tingling. If it wasn’t for ‘self-defense’, I might have broken my wrist. The fist of an 8-year-old. The fist of the girl who had only been practicing her martial arts for two years was like a rock. In a one-on-one match, the destructive force was said to be the best in martial arts, and it seemed to be right.
‘This is chess.’
It is a movement on a different level from 6 Confucius.
“Block the next one.”
Rosalyn moved. he twisted his back A short, concise fist. The target was Larsen’s abdomen. Larsen tightened his stomach.
puck!
There was a sound.
‘Ugh.’
Nausea was about to rise. Rosalyn frowned.
“what?”
Rosalyn is the only daughter of a master of martial arts. She just read Rosalind Larsen’s moves. Larsen could dodge, but he didn’t. Even knowing her own surprise, she didn’t respond and was just hit.
‘Aren’t you tightening your stomach the moment you get hit?’
It didn’t just give me strength.
‘It looks like he used chess magic.’
I think I heard that the famous magicians call this ‘Magic Art’. Anyway, Larsen already knew and was able to respond sufficiently, but he stayed still.
Rosalyn frowned even more.
“What are we going to do? Why are you still?”
“Sorry.”
“… … what?”
“Two years ago, I was wrong. I’m serious.”
It is difficult to apologize to Larsen Mayton, the original bitch, but it is absolutely not difficult to apologize to Cha Seong-min, who has lived in modern times.
What Larsen chose was the straight method.
“Even if I have ten mouths, I have nothing to say.”
“What dog shit are you talking about!”
Rosalyn twisted her heel. Starting with her feet and riding through her core muscles, her left fist, heavily loaded with the weight of her 8-year-old master of martial arts and her only daughter, hit Larsen’s right side.
“Ouch.”
It’s a shame because ‘self-defense’ gave me a defense, otherwise I think I would have broken three or four ribs.
Larsen responded as a writer and as a writer. A writer would have made such an excuse.
“I did it because it was so pretty. Originally, a young boy is like that.”
“… … .”
In fact, there is no other way to explain what happened then. For Larsen, this was for the best.
Rosalyn looked at Larsen, as if at a loss for words.
“… … what?”
“So it bothered me.”
“… … .”
Rosalyn twisted her left foot slightly. He shifted his weight once again and hit Larsen around the knee with his right foot.
f*ck!
There was a loud noise.
Larsen had to suffer the shock as if his knee bones were shattered.
[Beginner Martial Arts. ‘Self-healing’ is applied automatically.]
It was so painful that self-recovery had to be operated. Rosalyn bit her lip.
“Not funny.”
Larsen knew Rosalyn would react this way. So she waited in silence.
“It’s no fun beating someone who doesn’t rebel. I’d rather you fight Because that would make my stomach feel better.”
That is the method of master martial arts. We fight with all our might. If there is a grudge, the parties will resolve it through battle. Rosalyn lowered her stance.
“Do your best.”
“I will do my best.”
Larsen was a little nervous. Rosalyn’s movements are too light. She was pretty quick. Even though the attribute ‘flow slowly’ is applied, if you lose your eye for a moment, her fist flies.
“But not now.”
Magner clapped lightly.
“yes. It doesn’t seem like it’s here right now.”
“why? I have to kill this bastard to clear my castle.”
“Would you like to take a look around?”
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Suddenly, many people gathered. A lot of muffled voices were heard.
“The place is not good. If the two of us fight, the world will produce and make a lot of talk.”
“Doesn’t that matter?”
“If we go all out, people here will get hurt.”
In the first place, those who have the genes of the place where the name was attached are unthinkable in the category of ordinary people. Even Larsen, who was a bastard and couldn’t function as a human being, has a body and talents that would be called a genius among ordinary people.
First of all, the birth is different. I was born with such an absolute value. That’s why they have a specially prepared ‘training space’ within their families. A place like the ‘Training Annex’ on Maiton Street.
“I can’t hurt innocent people because of my past mistakes.”
“… … .”
“Because that is bad.”
Rosalyn was silent for a moment. Larsen is right. At the same time, it was also a bit strange.
‘A bastard like Larsen thinks of people?’
It’s confusing because it’s so different from the bitch in my past memories. Even the way he apologized was sincere.
Rosalind felt confused.
“so? Are you apologizing?”
“I will apologize. In a better place.”
Larsen continued.
“We have to go to Seidga.”
Rosalyn understood Larsen’s words. A safer place. A place where you can fight in peace. Such a place is in Seidega.
“Said family unarmed?”
“that’s right. unarmed. We will be able to settle our silver won there.”
Magner nodded.
“That would be nice.”
Magner stood next to Larsen. From the outside, he seemed like a good friend. Just then, Larsen heard Magner’s voice. He wasn’t really talking. It sounded like he was putting his voice directly into his ear.
– You’re good at directing.
– For now, pretend to be friendly. If you don’t want the story about the desperate quarrel between the Maitons and the Grandels to be published in the newsletter.
It’s a children’s fight, but it’s rumors and ‘words’ that can soon expand to rumors of a war between the Maitons and the Grandels. There is no need to create anxiety in the world by making such a thing.
‘More than anything, my older brother would bother me by nagging me.’
I hate that. If you do, you will get a lot of nagging from that nag. It seemed good to get out of here.
Magner asked with a laugh.
“okay. Did you eat some rice?”
At that time, Cheonan interpreted the world.
[Characters. The King of Fighters Magner begins to take an interest in ‘Lassen Mayton’.]
[Give meaning to and interpret Larsen’s every action.]
[A variable that affects probability and story has occurred.]
A smile began to form on Larsen’s lips.
‘I can see how it will be interpreted.’
It was a moment when my expectations as a writer were exactly met. But that wasn’t the end. The situation did not end simply with the fact that ‘The King of Kings Magner’ moved as Larsen thought.
Cheonan showed something else.
[The ‘variable’ that affects the probability and story has occurred more than 3 times.]
[This is a state where doubts have arisen about the probability of the world.]
Doubts about the probability of the world. Larsen didn’t know it, but it meant that the main character, ‘Decatra’, had doubts.
[Two conditions have been met.]
Larsen felt strange. It felt a little different from the ‘Interpretation of Cheonan’ that has been going on so far.
[Through ‘intended directing’, we succeeded in greatly influencing the behavior and mindset of ‘influential supporting actors’.]
Celestial Mage. and fighting. According to Cheonan’s interpretation, two ‘influential supporting actors’ doubted the probability, and thanks to this, a new one was created.
[A new ‘probability’ is created.]
[The character ‘Lassen Mayton’ is given the ‘Creator’s Privilege’ related to probability.]
At the same time, something Larsen had never thought of was created in front of his eyes.
[The character ‘Lassen Mayton’ is given the ‘Privilege of the Creator’.]
[You will be given a ‘Settings of Poor Probability’.]
Something was created in front of Larsen’s eyes. It is something that can only be seen by Larsen, like ‘the interpretation value of Cheonan’. It was familiar.
‘Is that my real set?’
I saw a collection of settings created by the creator Cha Seong-min. It was not a setting book that had been shown line by line until now, but a setting book in the form of a perfect notebook. It was certain that the set-up that Cha Seong-min had made. In other words, it was ‘complete’.
‘It has no substance, but I can touch it.’
In Larsen’s hand was a ‘setup’. I turned the page.
[Chocolate is the best♡]
It was a ‘real set-up’ that included that content. What Larsen remembers. And even things I can’t remember. Although I am a writer, I have written quite a lot of things that I wrote down in the setting book because I could not remember them. However, it is a collection of settings with far more spaces than text.
‘It’s not perfect.’
Larsen could understand. This is the meaning of ‘a collection of settings with insufficient probability’.
‘It means that the setting itself is poor.’
poor There is no precise probability.
‘probability.’
From the last time, the word ‘probability’ caught my eye. Why did I possess this place, and why are these special events and settings created? Why was the setting book I wrote given? What does this probability mean to me?
‘For sure… … There’s something.’
[Settings browsing timed out.]
The set collection that was in my hand disappeared. It seemed like it could only be taken out for a certain amount of time.
Time is approximately 1 minute. It seemed that I had to wait a certain amount of time or meet special conditions to see it again.
‘It’s a collection of settings.’
A collection of settings with a lot of blanks and lack of probability.
This collection of settings written by Cha Seong-min himself was given. What changes this would bring, Larsen did not even know.
Larsen took a step. For a moment, Larsen did not know that the time around him had stopped.
