a few days later.
The mansion of Caju Morden in the huge, black Plantel Castle.
Here, a rumor began to spread.
It was after Bean offered the wild boar of Erymantos, a level 6 monster, to Gaju.
"what? Master Bin fought and won Master Billy Master Shirley?"
"Shh! Please lower your voice!"
Darson, a knight with a big head in the castle, overreacted.
Then, the tall knight Raon, who was next to him, put his index finger to his mouth.
The two looked around at the loud voice that Darson had unknowingly made.
Fortunately, there are only two of them in front of the owner's room in the mansion.
Raon confirmed that no one was there and opened her mouth again.
"I don't know if it's true, but these days, Master Billy and Mr Shirley hide themselves as if they were hiding in a mouse hole when they see Master Empty."
At that, Darson put on an absurd expression on his face.
"Who said such nonsense… … . Hiding in a mouse hole is a joke. I can't even use one arm properly… … . No, by what means does Master Bin win against two people?"
"Rumor has it that his right arm is moving quite a bit now."
"No matter how much you can move your right arm. How easy is it to win a 2v1 fight? It cannot be."
At Darson's words, Raon nodded his head.
"Well… … . So, what is the wild boar of Erymantos, the 6th-grade monster that Master Bin offered… … ? I heard that there were traces of a huge sword wind."
"Do you think that Bocchan Bin wrote it? The only ten-year-old master bin is saying that he uses a sword wind? You have to say something that makes sense."
As Darson spoke confidently, Raon tilted his head.
Raon didn't put his hand on his chin and agreed with Darson.
"Not really."
Even in Raon's thoughts, it didn't make sense to use a sword wind at the age of ten.
Moreover, the subject was empty.
He is said to be a noble family, Bascon, but he was far from talented.
In the '7 Siblings' within the family, he was by far the last in the ranks.
Raon opened his mouth without thinking deeply.
"Then what happened… … ."
"I don't know if Darnell-sama has someone to revive the spirit of Master Bin."
At Darson's words, Raon agreed.
"Well… … . It doesn't make sense. After all, it was the master who could not even move his arm properly."
"Rumors are always false. Bocchan Bin, who was a level 8 knight just a few days ago, cannot do that."
"Yeah… … ."
buck buck.
Raon stopped what he was saying when the sound of someone's footsteps gradually became louder.
After a while, Inyeong, approaching them, appeared.
A boy in a black uniform.
It was Bin with his calm hair and intense eyes.
The reason Vienna came here was none other than the order of Caju Morden.
When Bean appeared, Darson and Raon bowed to greet him in a hurry.
"Darson Bascon, Raon. See you, Master Bin."
It was just an urgent greeting, and Bean just stared at them without saying a word.
"… … ."
In an instant, the inside of the mansion became cold.
Bean's cold eyes closed their mouths tightly.
He had the momentum to cut off his tongue if he spoke nonsense.
Raon, who was watching in silence, unknowingly turned his gaze to Bin's sword.
For a moment, Raon's pupils shook.
He immediately recognized that the sword was unusual.
Even the sword sword, which is the upper part of the handle, was elaborately made with small horns, and it looked quite luxurious from the outside.
Even the scabbard had a lustrous color… .
Raon's eyes widened, feeling strange.
'That's the lowest level weapon… … ?'
lowest level weapon.
In the Basconga, weapons were divided into five major categories.
Lowest, Lowest, Intermediate, Higher, Superlative.
In general, it is common to wear a weapon that is suitable for one's level.
Grades 8-9 are the lowest.
Grades 6-7 knights are inferior.
Intermediate level 4-5 knights.
… … .
Raon, of course, knew Bean as an 8th-grade knight, so he could not help but be embarrassed by the difference.
'It seems to be at least intermediate level… … . How did Master Bin, a level 8 knight… … . There must be significant side effects.'
As Raon said, he gave me a high-grade weapon.all done
If the skills were not enough, it was often worse than picking up a weapon that was right for him.
This is because the higher the level of weapons, the more mana is consumed in most cases.
Of course, there were exceptions, so there were those who had higher grades than their own.
As such, there were various types of weapons in the 'Ghana Continent'.
'Where did you get that sword? … .'
Raon was more and more fascinated by the sword he saw for the first time.
On the other hand, Darson looked at the Bean, not the sword, and had a question.
'Even though my breathing is more stable than before. Obviously, it's impossible to catch the wild boar of the 6th grade monster Erymantos. Was that also a rumor?'
Bean, noticing Darson's intentions, drew his sword on the spot.
'If you are so suspicious.'
Cheing-
With that sound, a smooth blade appeared.
Seeing this, Darson and Raon were astonished.
"… … !"
It was indeed a sharp blade made by a master.
It felt like my skin was peeling off just by rubbing it.
Although it was a sword and a sword, Darson's pupils grew bigger at Bin's breathing, which was different from before.
'What, what… … . Until recently, Master Bin's breathing was rougher than this… … .'
As Darson said, as he drew his sword, Bean's breathing became more stable.
It wasn't just that.
It was subtle, but it seemed to have a different energy than before.
'This energy belongs to a level 8 knight… … ?'
As Darson said, Bean with a sword was no longer a rank 8 knight, but a rank 6 knight.
It was because of the 'Bow Sword' made from Erymantos' boar bones.
With the Bow Sword's ability, 'Wild Boar's energy', the mana in Bean's body was improved by 2nd grade.
It wasn't just this.
Bean's power has also increased significantly.
Of course, it was an ability that was not applied after a certain grade, but it was quite useful to Bean now.
Darson was stunned at the question-filled situation.
'How can a ten-year-old have this kind of energy… … .'
When Darson and Raon questioned, Bean gave a strange smile.
"why? I want to have?"
"… … Oh no. young master."
Darson and Raon waved their hands at Bean's words, expressing strong opposition.
After all, there was one tradition in the Vasconga.
You have a sword used by someone else.
This was because it meant defeating the person with the sword and winning it, or being stronger than that.
'Did you hear what we said?'
Darson and Raon were anxious inside at the unusual appearance of Bean.
The frequency tried to pass them by indifferently.
However, when it became clear that he was going to gossip about himself, he treated them aggressively.
At some point, a cold sweat began to trickle down Dason and Raon's faces.
And I could see their breath coming to the tip of their chin.
Only then did Bean withdraw his sword and take no more aggressive attitude.
It was because he judged that his intention had been sufficiently communicated.
"Then, do your best."
"… … Yes, Master… … ."
It was Darson and Raon who finally sighed at the words of Bin.
again. again.
As soon as Bean stepped away from him and entered Gaju's room.
Darson and Raon called him urgently.
"Sleep, wait a minute, Master!"
"… … ?"
Bean stopped walking and turned his head, Darson continued.
"Right now in the room, Master Billy, Master Shirley are facing each other."
Bean burst out laughing at those words.
"Huh."
Now that the rumors that Billy and Shirley were defeated by him have spread all the way here.
I imagined how they would face their father.
Bean had a strange feeling.
'There will come a day when I miss seeing the faces of those guys I was so tired of.'
* * *
Caju Morden's room.
There, Billy and Shirley, who had their arms tied around their necks with bandages, were facing each other, and Morden, a gigantic man.
Morden with a lion's beard rested one hand on his chin in a giant chair.
It was like seeing two children in front of a giant beast.
In front of Morden's eyes, the largest weapon in the Basconga and the great sword, the Tombstone, was stuck on the floor.
Its size alone is more than 2m, and it is a top-notch sword.
Just looking at that great sword of considerable weightAlso, most of them have lost their morale.
It was also the reason Billy and Shirley hated Bean more.
Because he used the same sword as his father Morden, he made Bean even worse.
"… … ."
After a moment of silence, Morden opened his mouth.
"It's true that I lost to Bean… … . I know. Then let's go out."
Shirley said in a trembling voice at Morden's words.
"Maybe, may I know if you are asking for water for some reason?"
"You guys don't know anything, so get out now."
"… … ."
A resolute father.
If it was before, he was a father who gave me one more word of advice in order to nurture a capable member of the Basconga.
When they confess their loss to Bean, is it because their expectations for them disappear?
Or is it because of the fact that he won't be able to hold a weapon or hold a weapon for a while?
Billy and Shirley seemed like Morden had a crush on them.
Billy and Shirley clenched their teeth.
Although it was unfair to be defeated by Vienna, it was unbearable to move away from the position of his successor.
The expression on his father's face now seemed as if they didn't care anymore.
Eventually, unable to stand it, Billy blushed.
"Ah, father. It's not that we lost our skills. We have been defeated by the alien energy emanating from the right hand of Vienna!"
Shirley also helped with Billy's words.
"you're right. father. It was an energy far from the mana I had ever seen!"
However, it was only their words, and Morden's expression did not change.
"Tell me one more time. Come on out."
As Morden's indifferent gaze passed upon Billy and Shirley, their hearts simmered.
It was more heartbreaking to see his position in the family fall more than his defeat by Vienna.
People in the castle and even my father was now a matter of pride.
Billy thought, grimacing.
'It's all because of empty. How dare he give such an insult to a mere asshole. One day, that arm… … .'
Billy began to feel inferior to Bean gradually.
"Father, I never lose when it comes to mere martial arts with the empty guy! He's weird… … ."
Shirley agreed with Billy's words.
"you're right. I was just distracted… … ."
But at that moment, a slap on the cheek was heard.
squash!
With that sound, Billy immediately fell off the wall.
Soon after, Shirley was also thrown against the wall.
Unable to listen to their excuses, Morden stood up.
Then, Morden's shout was heard as if it would destroy the entire room.
"How are these guys born in Bascona making excuses in a 2-1 loss! I will punish you with solitary confinement and fasting. Think carefully about what went wrong!"
"… … !"
Billy and Shirley cringed at their angry father.
In the end, Billy and Shirley, frightened, burst into tears.
'Ah, father… … .'
Moments later, Billy and Shirley left the room.
Morden patted his chin with one hand, calming his excitement.
'If it's a foreign energy… Magic. Or maybe it was the use of a forbidden power, magic. A ten year old kid… … .'
Morden did not hesitate for a moment, then shouted loudly towards the outside of the door.
"Come on, call in the empty Bascones!"