Swordmaster's Youngest Son Novel - Chapter 811
Chapter 811
Empire, the gate of the Second Hairan Castle.
“What is that? Something is approaching at an incredible speed. Unless my eyes are deceiving me.”
“…A person? It looks like a person. It can’t be, can a person run at such a crazy speed? It’s the Regent! Open the gate!”
The soldiers guarding the gate were startled and quickly adjusted their positions.
Dante was rushing forward at a breakneck speed.
Due to the fatigue of the knights and dragons who fled with him, he got here first.
Whoosh!
As Dante passed through the gate, the soldiers’ clothes and hair were billowing.
At first glance, Dante’s skin seems dry and cracked, giving him a creepy appearance.
It was evident how desperately he had been running.
The powerful body inherited from Ron had reached the point of exhaustion just from running.
“Huff! Huff! Huff!”
“Your Highness!”
“Ugh!”
In the blink of an eye, Dante entered the fortress and finally stopped his steps, catching his breath for a moment and spitting out blood.
It seemed that he could collapse at any moment.
“Patriarch! Are you alright? What happened…!”
“I, cough, am, cough, fine, cough, contact Tikan, hurry, Hoo-wook.”
“What message should I deliver?”
“Immediately, mobilize Jin to the Dragon Fortress. Sir Hedo is in danger. The Red Legend Tribe fleet has launched an attack! The estimated size is over a hundred battleships. Even the Great Battle King, Drek Hon, is there.”
“Understood!”
“And contact the Interim Hidden Palace Master as well. I’ll have to go back and fight again! Bring water and elixirs!”
Tikan immediately received the communication.
“Red Legend Tribe attack? Sir Hedo is in danger? Young Master Jin is currently at the Garden of Swords. I will contact him immediately. The Interim Hidden Palace Master will arrive at this location within ten minutes.”
{Understood, Your Majesty, Kashimir!}
Sandra: “My muscle pig is in danger? How can that be? Your Majesty, quickly report to my darling directly. Also, tell the Interim Hidden Palace Master to stop at the Holy Kingdom and bring the Holy King. The Holy King can heal anyone if they are not dead!”
[Kashimir, I will go with Siris as well. Perhaps if I fight those guys, some old memories might come back. I remember Drek Hon; his unique skills were quite dangerous.]
“Ameris-nim, will my muscle pig be alright?”
[Sandra, your muscle pig, no. I tend to underestimate Hedo, but he’s a human who cannot be defeated even by me with pure sword style. So, don’t even think about joining us, just wait. We will surely save him and return.]
“Then, take Bale with you, at least.”
[I was thinking about that. It’s rare to find someone else more specialized to face a fleet than Bale.]
The Garden of Swords also received the communication immediately.
[Dragon Fortress, understood. The young patriarch will be on his way within a minute.]
[Chief Butler, we will also go!]
[I will also send the Head of the Black Sword Association, the Head of the Guardians of Law, and the Chief Instructor. Runcandel will rescue Sir Hedo soon, so don’t worry too much and wait, Your Majesty.]
{Understood, Chief Butler.}
From the Empire to Tikan, from Tikan to the Garden of Swords.
At that time, the communication device obtained from Maliet’s succession temple proved useful.
Every base of the Vamel Alliance quickly understood the situation and sent reinforcements.
The young patriarch of Runcandel and three former patriarchs, the Sword Emperor, the Interim Hidden Palace Master, and Bale and the Great Serpent Ameris.
A group that could easily be called the strongest among humans set out to rescue Hedo.
[Kuhaha! I will have a lot of fun venting my frustrations. That guy Hedo should be holding on well, so you don’t have to worry too much, great-grandson. OH! The Chief Butler is not here, right? Ha, I even have to be careful calling you great-grandson, even though you are my great-grandson]
“We will leave, Ancestors. When we arrive, my great-grandfather and I, along with Alpen-nim, will begin the battle immediately. Tasha-nim will join us after safely landing the Red Owl in the safe zone.”
[Understood.]
“We will show them the high price for daring to touch the Chief of Staff of the Vamel Alliance….”
Crack!
Jin spoke through gritted teeth.
Since the Red Legend Tribe awakened from underground, today was a day when his anger reached its peak.
Those bastards who had only targeted Kinzelo and Zipple had dared to directly touch the Vamel Alliance.
As the Red Owl soared with mana, Runcandel’s group reached the Dragon Fortress in an instant.
As soon as the space jump ended, the Red Owl momentarily lost its balance due to the impact of the bombardment.
And Jin sighed in relief and patted his chest.
Beyond the glass window, he saw the Red Fleet firing wildly, which meant that Hedo was still alive.
If it were just an artillery bombardment to break the fortress, Hedo should have been dead by now.
“Sir Hedo!”
[Kuhahaha! Hedo, the Runcandel Family has come to rescue you!]
As Jin, Vallas, and Alpen jumped into the center of the bombardment and swung their swords.
The energies of the three swords eliminated the massive arc formed by the bombardment in an instant, revealing Hedo buried within it.
“Ji-in….”
With a strained voice, Hedo managed to call out to Jin, raising his head.
Fortunately, there were no serious external injuries, but he seemed internally injured.
His unique and massive muscles were withered and shrunken (though still gigantic), and his excessively high muscle density seemed creepy.
“Are you alright?”
“The mosquito… The mosquito sucked all my blood. Fortunately, the Sword Emperor called for reinforcements in time.”
Hedo said with a lamenting tone.
If he had fought Drek Hon one-on-one like he had been doing so far, he would never have been pushed to this extreme.
No matter how absurd Drek’s power was, he had definitely engaged in a proper fight. Hedo had been confident that he could win.
However, every time they got close, the mosquito sucked his blood, and when he tried to get away, it chased him.
Amidst the tangled fight, the fleet’s bombardment had precisely targeted only Hedo.
Because ‘Hedo’ was the one who faced Drek Hon’s fleet alone, he had managed to survive and hold out until now.
As soon as the Red Owl appeared in the sky, Drek immediately put some distance between them.
“The mosquito’s unique skill is to suck blood. Within a certain distance, you can’t avoid it no matter what you do. Your blood just comes out, and he absorbs it.”
“Understood, Sir Hedo. Fall back and recover. Siris will bring a healer soon.”
[Ha, ha! It’s been a while since I swung my sword as freely as this! Come on, come on! I tell you to come for me! Dying by the Sword of the Knight King is rare!]
Vallas swung his sword with one hand and showed an imposing presence, deflecting the enemy’s artillery as if he were removing arrows.
He laughed loudly, and with every burst of his aura, a ridiculously large wave of sword emerged.
[Don’t be reckless from the start, 57th.]
“Oh, our 20th is complaining again! Or perhaps you forgot that Ameris-nim extended our remaining time? We don’t need to use our strength like when we had limited time, ha, ha!”
-[The shortest is 6 months, the longest is 1 year. That’s probably the limit of how long we can exist.]
Tasha’s words from when Jin became the young patriarch.
However, after Ameris joined the alliance, she delayed the demise of the former patriarchs using ancient spells.
Therefore, the former patriarchs had no need to fight with fear that exertion might lead to a premature end.
[Ha, I was worried that the 57th would get tired and perish due to old age.]
[Oh, this guy! That was a bold provocation.]
[What? Bold? This guy? Look here, 57th, even if I were younger, I’m still your ancestor. A very distant one. Even if I were your ancestor, I refrained from mentioning your age, but this is a bit too much, don’t you think?]
[Ha, ha, then let’s make a bet, 20th. It’s hard to see from so far away, but counting roughly, there are just over a hundred battleships in that fleet. Let’s see who can destroy more battleships when the battle is over. The winner’s name, whether it be the Knight King or the Knight of Light, will be higher.]
While Jin and the others faced the battle, their camaraderie and jokes kept their spirits high even in the face of formidable enemies.
[Alright! Don’t retreat.]
[Then, then. I’m not going to hold back either.]
Half jokingly and half seriously, the two looked at Jin’s mood.
‘That guy, I guess he’s really fierce because he almost lost a comrade.’
‘If the Chief Butler sees it like this, he probably won’t dare to say anything….’
Even the former patriarchs were startled by Jin’s bloodlust, realizing that he was truly the ruler of the most powerful Swordsmanship Family.
“Once Tasha-nim joins and starts protecting Sir Hedo, I will focus solely on that mosquito, Ancestors.”
This meant not letting any other battleships or ships interfere with the fight. The former patriarchs nodded with pride and approval.
Until Tasha arrived, Drek continued to retreat while eliminating the members of the alliance.
‘Is that person Jin Runcandel? He feels different from the Sword Emperor or Hedo.’
Should I retreat?
That dilemma crossed Drek’s mind.
Shimat had talked about how Rakiman hadn’t used teleportation in time and had suffered because of it.
But retreating now would result in too little gain.
Above all, he’s leading the red fleet at its peak, and it’s strange to retreat because few people were afraid of Jin.
Besides, he wasn’t even the God of Battle of the Blue Legend Tribe.
‘I even got stronger than before, after drinking Hedo’s blood, so why not try? If I can capture one of them and consume them completely as food, becoming the next God of Battle would be more than just a dream.’
The fleet was far enough away from Hedo now.
Fight first, and if he judges that he can’t win, use the return technique.
That’s the decision Drek made.
Besides, ensuring that all his compatriots could safely use teleportation required more catalysts than they had brought.
Reducing the number of weaker compatriots was also a solution.
As Tasha joined the group, wielding her twin swords, Jin relaxed his body and looked at his Ancestors.
“The fewer people survive to use the return technique, the better. When Lady Siris and the reinforcements arrive, we will annihilate that fleet together. We can conduct our research with the remains.”
With those words, Jin rushed forward quickly, aiming directly at Drek.
The ongoing bombardment couldn’t keep up with Jin’s increased speed.
In an instant, Jin pointed to Drek’s location and unleashed the Light Speed Impulse with Sigmund.
On the flat plain, erasing the bombardment would leave no place to hide.
Crash!
Sigmund pierced through the protective shield and struck Drek’s forehead.
Drek raised his spear to block the attack and smiled.
Jin knows that he entered the range of Drek’s blood-sucking ability on his own.
“Jin Runcandel, I never expected to meet you like this today. I am Drek Hon, the Great Battle King of the Red Legend Tribe.”
“Now is the time for your last words, not for introductions.”
“You’re quite confident, but it’s best not to compare me to someone like Rakiman.”
Jin didn’t answer and continued his attacks.
His plan was to first assess the danger of Drek’s blood-sucking ability, as Hedo mentioned, and then adjust the flow of the battle accordingly.
Drek responded with a defense-only approach, just enough to let some of the attacks land and draw blood.
However, after a while, both Jin and Drek were puzzled.
‘Is he hiding the blood-sucking ability? I don’t feel like my blood is being drawn. I can’t even see anything.’
‘…Why is his blood not being drawn?!’
Soon, Jin discovered what was happening as he read Drek’s nervous expression.
‘Ah, his blood-sucking must be one of those cursed abilities, right?’
In an instant, Drek’s face lost its composure, and Jin smiled with satisfaction.
“Why, what’s wrong? Mosquito, it’s time to pay the price.”
As Jin spoke, Mort’s cheerful cries came from the back of the battlefield.
[Booing, booing!]
The members of the alliance, who departed from Tikan and passed through the Empire and the Holy Kingdom, had just arrived on the battlefield.