Swordmaster's Youngest Son Novel - Chapter 826
Chapter 826
The knights were surprised, but they maintained their composure without showing any sign of surprise.
After the commotion of the vomiting subsided, Murakan put on a thick and dignified expression.
[…Welcome.]
Lueth and the former Patriarchs stepped forward and bowed their heads.
Jin still wasn’t familiar with receiving greetings like that in a formal setting.
While she bowed, Lueth discreetly used earth magic to clean up the vomit.
“Chief Butler, Lueth, the young Patriarch, and I came here today simply to encourage the knights. So, there’s no need to be nervous.”
[We are grateful that the great Black Dragon has taken the time to care for the Family.]
“Huhu, it’s also to see the ecchi magazines I asked you to prepare. Are the preparations complete?”
[Unfortunately, I haven’t been able to acquire them. Furthermore, it’s highly unlikely that I will be able to do so in the future. I beg you to understand.]
Murakan narrowed his eyes and whispered to Lueth’s ear.
‘Hey, Lueth! It wasn’t even a big request.’
‘Are you suggesting that I use the Family and the alliance’s resources just to find a limited edition magazine during this time? Control your impulses. Besides, you caused a scene when you arrived, making me feel embarrassed.’
‘Hmph! You’ve always been so picky, whether it’s a thousand years ago or now.’
‘One more word, and I’ll have you thrown into the dungeon by my authority as Chief Butler.’
‘Oh my god, I’m terrified.’
The knights couldn’t hear the conversation, but the elders weren’t ordinary.
Vallas and Tasha had to hold back their laughter, while Alpen closed his eyes with a somber expression.
In reality, Murakan and Lueth didn’t have a bad relationship.
On the contrary, they were very close, to the point that Lueth often joked with Murakan.
For a while, Jin and Murakan encouraged the knights and told them to return to their posts.
Those with free time were asked to come later to the central training ground.
Murakan would personally evaluate their achievements by fighting with them.
“Yes, sir!”
“Those of you who need to return to your duties immediately, don’t feel too disappointed. There will be many opportunities like this in the future.”
The fight with Murakan.
Naturally, the knights had never dreamed of such an event.
There was no reason for them to fight with someone as noble and powerful as Murakan.
“Understood!”
“Brat, fight? We never talked about that, did we?”
“This is also part of the encouragement. Why? Don’t you want to do it?”
“It’s not like that.”
“In my opinion, the Guardian Dragon who helps train the knights without hesitation seems even cooler.”
“Those below 7 stars will die with just my breath.”
“Then you’ll have to be very careful while fighting with them. It won’t be too difficult for you, right?”
“There’s nothing difficult for this Murakan.”
“Alright. As I told the knights, there will be more events like this in the future. Of course, it won’t be one-on-one combat. You’ll fight in small groups, using all your strength. As you know, one of the fastest ways to help them grow as martial artists is through combat experience where they give their all.”
“That’s true, but…”
[Young Patriarch, you gave a good suggestion. I was also getting frustrated with your vague excuses, Murakan.]
“Huh, Lueth, you’re becoming more talkative these days. I remember when I first came back, you shed a few tears.”
[In return, if you perform well in today’s fight with the knights, I will personally give you the best limited edition magazine I found.]
“Hahaha, as expected, Lueth, you had found it! Alright, it’s no big deal. Gather those with free time and let’s begin. I’ll help everyone progress one step further! Shall we begin immediately?”
With enthusiasm, Murakan headed towards the central training ground. Lueth watched his back and chuckled.
[It’s a relief to know that this fool is still a fool in moments like these.]
“I feel the same, Chief Butler.”
[Enter. I’ve ordered as much as possible, but there are still quite a few reports you need to see.]
On the office desk, there was a stack of reports. Jin calmly examined the reports for a while.
“As expected, internal affairs have no problems at all. The suspension of black market steel trading has improved our financial situation… And the production of magical storage paper is progressing smoothly. But what I need to pay special attention to is this, right?”
Jin pointed at one of the reports.
It was a report on the status of Zipple’s living golems.
The report stated that beings suspected of being “living magical swordsman golems” had appeared in the Red Legend War.
“Yes, my Lord. The golems you previously confirmed in Zipple’s Holy Land are now being deployed in real combat situations.”
“Of the 22 confirmed living golems, it’s estimated that 19 are at the 8 or 9 star level… They seem to be on par with the complete forms of Kinzelo’s Legend-type golems.”
The report was written by anonymous high-level assassins who had infiltrated the battlefield. Their evaluations weren’t very different from the actual situation.
“Yes, but the three commander-level living golems are on a different level.”
“…It’s estimated that each is at least at the superhuman level, they possess distinct personalities and command skills. Unlike other living golems that are referred to by ID numbers, these three are treated more like people.”
Jin read the report’s sentences aloud and was lost in deep thought.
‘Could this be the result of analyzing Valeria’s magical traces left behind in the Holy Land?’
It could also be related to Elona.
‘The Holy Land contains the residual energy of the Sun God. And according to Miss Ameris, Elona had the most powerful essence of the Sun God, far exceeding Bale.’
“It seems that Elona’s power in Zipple exceeded the location limitations of the living golems.”
[I share the same thought. There must be a connection.]
“The crucial thing now is to confirm the number of living golems and their production speed.”
[We can soon handle the regular magical swordsman golems with our soon-to-be-completed magical knight units and mass-produced Iello.]
“What do you think about Betty, Almatia, and Kun, the three special individuals?”
[I don’t think such golems can be mass-produced. It seems they are made using gods as material or something comparable. Furthermore, it seems they are not simply combat golems. They may be golems necessary for certain rituals involving the Demon God Orb or the Tower of Stories. But it’s all just speculation; we will continue our research.]
“Golems require rituals… Somehow, it feels like your assumption is accurate, Chief Butler.”
Along with Elona, Zipple’s power had strengthened greatly once again.
However, it was something that had been expected for quite some time.
Zipple had been researching living golems since Jin was a Provisional Flagbearer, and Jin had already confirmed their existence in the Holy Land.
“For now, the Red Legend Tribe will focus on gathering information about the living golems. And Zipple will do everything possible to identify the Red Legend Tribe’s strengths by using the Red Legend Tribe members they captured last time. We must not miss any opportunity that comes our way.”
[Understood, Young Patriarch.]
Afterwards, Jin had a meeting with Lueth, the former Patriarchs, and the elders for about two hours.
The discussions mainly revolved around the progress of the alliance’s central projects and information regarding Kinzelo, Elona, and Zipple.
“…Phew, it seems we’ve covered everything broadly. Now I need to see Murakan and the knights fight.”
[Young Patriarch, while you’re at it, why don’t you have a small fight with us, the elders? Since Hedo’s rescue, we haven’t had any proper fights, and I’m getting a little rusty.]
“How can I possibly fight with my ancestors? And there’s another place I need to visit, Great-Grandfather.”
[What a pity. But Sir Murakan will be alright, right? I also want to have a fight like other knights. Isn’t that right, 20th?]
[57th, your energy is still too vigorous.]
[That’s right! 20th, you’re young, but your energy isn’t as vibrant as when you were alive. You lost to me in the ‘Red Fleet Suppression’ bet, haha, haha, haha!]
[Ugh.]
Alpen narrowed his eyes in anger, but he had nothing to say.
Due to losing the bet, Vallas’ name now stood higher than his.
‘While it’s true that the 57th Patriarch may have more experience and therefore stronger combat skills, historically, my father is overwhelmingly superior. But he makes such foolish bets and shows me this cute side again.’
Tasha laughed and punched Vallas on Alpen’s back.
The two were greatly enjoying teasing Alpen.
“For now, you face fighting with Murakan, Great-Grandfather. I’ll talk to him another day.”
[Oh… no, if the Young Patriarch says so, then so be it!]
[57th, how about we have another fight with Sir Murakan next time to determine the winner once again? The one Sir Murakan acknowledges more will have his name elevated.]
[Heh, alright. Don’t regret it. Just remember, this time, there will be no kind of restraint.]
Meanwhile, on the training ground, Murakan was engaged in a fierce fight with the knights.
“You’re all doing a great job. But you need to be bolder. As I mentioned before, this may be a fight, but you should treat it like a real battle. No matter what you do, I won’t get hurt or die.”
Murakan was relentlessly pushing the knights who were charging at him, even those who were using magical storage paper.
While they hadn’t perfected the magical swordsman combat style yet, if they improved their mastery of storage paper, they would surely become formidable opponents.
The fight came to an end around nightfall.
“I’ll end the fight. You all did well, knights of Runcandel.”
Murakan’s voice resonated strongly as he dismissed the knights.
“Now, let’s go see Sir Kaytam.”
“You know, I actually had fun because the knights’ tenacity surprised me. The younger division grew so much that I barely recognize them. Those kids who couldn’t even capture a pack of orcs are now something else.”
[Murakan, as I promised, I should give you the reward. Here, take this. It’s a unique limited edition magazine.]
Lueth handed over the limited edition magazine she had prepared with a mischievous smile.
“Hehe… Very rewarding, indeed. Yes, Lueth, I knew you could find something like this for me. I’ve never seen such a sloppy cover before. It must be an extraordinary magazine.”
[Well, then, I’ll withdraw now.]
Soon, the Red Owl carrying the two departed through a spatial jump, and Murakan eagerly opened the limited edition magazine.
“…Aaargh! What is this? Lueth, you rascal!”
The yaoi limited edition magazine was filled with crudely drawn figures of completely naked men…
And on the back cover, the artist’s name was written as Lueth Histor.