Swordmaster’s Youngest Son

Chapter 598

C598

When Vahn gave the order, the Legends began to vacate the banquet hall in perfect order.

Just as Jin was about to organize the table, the Fifth Battle King Boras approached him.

"Haha, brother Jin, stay still. Let's hang out together."

"Brother Boras."

"As you may have felt already, sister Vahn firmly believes that Brother Jin will overcome the first Chaos. The faith of the great Tribe of Legends has never gone astray... Well, it did a couple of times, but... Hmmmm."

"Oh, really."

"Anyway, don't worry too much. I'll make a very good Chaos Extraction Aid for you."

That's why Vahn said he needed some preparation before starting the chaos cleanup.

Boras, the greatest blacksmith in the history of the Legends and the Fifth Battle King.

It was because he had to do something to help Vahn.

"Chaos Extraction Aid?"

"It's a device to assist sister Goddess of Battle in extracting chaos more easily. It also increases stability."

"Is sister Goddess of Battle able to extract chaos from others? Even if it's the first chaos?"

"Yes, she is."

Boras' eyes filled with sadness.

He thought of the brothers who were stained with the first Chaos before perishing.

"Of course... Will there be side effects? Like the brothers said before, like turning into an insect."

"Yes, there will be. We also expected side effects when injecting Sister Goddess of Battle's Blood. But the result was perfect. Brother Jin, you are a man who excels in trials and experiments, so you will do well this time too."

Jin decided not to ask for more details.

In fact, it was because there was no choice.

The moment Jin rejected purification out of fear of side effects, the only future left for him was death or a more disastrous outcome.

'I need to know more, so I'll just be bothered.'

If I'm going to attempt purification anyway, I have to trust my brothers and follow them.

And anyway, if sister Goddess of Battle has a way, when they can come out...

Other people will be able to heal too.

No one knows when the Tribe of Legends can come out into the human world.

Furthermore, there were severe side effects, so it might not be of much help to other infected people in the human world.

'I hope I can find a way to reduce side effects through my chaos purification.'

The banquet hall was finished.

Except for Vahn and Boras, the rest of the Legends and Jin moved to the training field.

They drank all night, but that didn't matter at all on the training field.

"Let's decide who will compete with Brother Jin first, using rock-paper-scissors."

"Rock, paper, scissors, it's not fair!"

At the words of ordinary warriors, including Shaku, Baltirok shook his head.

"Brothers, this time only the Battle Kings like me will check Brother Jin's skills."

"Are you going to do this disrespectfully, the battle king brothers?"

"Sister Goddess of Battle told us to check Brother Jin's skills, not to train through sparring with him. Therefore, this sparring is an inspection process for purification."

"Ugh, something's unfair."

"If it's unfair, the other brothers also fight. Kyahaha. If you control Brother Jin with ordinary warriors' skills, only useless accidents can happen."

'Teto,' the Twelfth Battle King, said sticking out his tongue, mocking the ordinary warriors.

Seeing that, the Second Battle King 'Lumora' hit Teto on the back of the head.

Bam!

There was a sound like a piece of metal breaking.

"How many times do I have to tell you to speak kindly, Twelfth Battle King Brother? Then you will be hated by our brothers."

"Ugh! I just said the truth. And I don't have brothers who hate me. Everyone knows I just speak without thinking anything."

"Anyway, brothers. It's not that the Twelfth Battle King brother was wrong. The ordinary warrior brothers will just watch, and the battle kings will take turns examining Brother Jin's skills."

Lumora pushed Teto from behind.

"Starting with the twelfth battle king brother. The rest of the battle king brothers gather here, let's play rock-paper-scissors."

"Kekeke, of course! Although you often beat me, think of me because you are the best."

Teto gently twirled his lance and moved his steps towards the center of the training field.

He was the one who used the lance among the Tribe of Legends.

During the first and second training sessions, Jin didn't face Teto many times.

However, one thing was clear.

"I tell you in advance, I'm the weakest among the Battle King brothers."

Jin chuckled.

It was the reason Lumora put Teto first.

"I know, Brother Teto. I heard you became a battle king through pulls."

"Still, Brother Jin won't be able to come to his senses because of my flashy lance skill."

Shaak!

As soon as he finished his words, Teto stretched his lance.

The blow, clearly aimed at the neck, could have caused death or mortal wounds if Jin wasn't careful enough to avoid it.

Brothers never maim or threaten each other with death.

Teto's attack violated that principle, but none of his brothers pointed it out.

They all believed it was impossible for Jin to fall for Teto's surprise attack.

Even if he wasn't an ordinary warrior, it was a surprise attack by a "Battle King."

"Kyakyakya! As expected, you've gotten stronger, Brother Jin!"

"You better be more serious, Brother Teto."

Jin responded in a cold tone, but he seemed excited that he was finally being recognized.

Only the Battle Kings and the Goddess of Battle can engage in combat with the Battle King in this manner.

Even during the last training, the battle king brothers played with me like children. Now it's completely different...'

Sigmund's lightning flashed.

After the first battle began fast and lightly, the entire training field was dyed with the lightning of the two before even five moves had passed.

Since the audience is the strongest fighting race in history, the shockwave posed no problem.

The lightning of the Battle Kings and the ordinary warriors formed a thick protective shield over the entire training field.

Of course, as long as it didn't actually violate the rules of sibling rivalry.

The two can't use their own abilities, like their decisive killing moves and secret moves.

It would be possible if either side had more overwhelming abilities, but the difference between Teto and Jin wasn't that much.

Therefore, the two had to fight using only the level of energy that wouldn't kill each other.

Naturally, it was inevitable that it would be a battle of technique against technique, not power against power.

"I can't use my lightning properly, so I'll lose if I'm apprehensive."

"It's over if Brother Jin takes the distance once."

"It seems almost impossible to get that distance."

As he said, Jin couldn't shorten the distance with Teto.

As the battle dragged on, Teto's lance pressure range increased, and Jin's area narrowed.

He hoped the difference would be smaller if they fought with pure weapon skills at a similar level of usable power.

It wasn't.

Teto's lance, who described himself as the weakest, had difficulty coming to reason, as predicted at the beginning.

"Left, right, left! Strong, medium, weak! Oh, good block. But you couldn't avoid the thighs, could you? Oh, it's a shame. Brother Jin, you have a cut on your thigh and then on your right cheek!"

Teto's unpleasant expression and way of speaking made it seem like heat was spreading.

It's not an illusion.

Indeed, Jin felt his anger was about to burst suddenly. And every time his anger increased like a snowball, Jin's eyes opened wider and his body became lighter.

The sword and the lance stuck together due to the attraction of the Oppression of the Sword of Legends, which the two men opened simultaneously.

Teto deliberately used the Oppression to further weaken Jin while keeping their weapons united.

With the weapons bound in this way, both would be forced to exchange blows with the free arm.

"Brother Jin is a bit weak in close combat, isn't he? So just after we became real brothers, you challenged Brother Shaku to close combat and ended up receiving a bunch of kicks. And I, of course, have bigger fists than Brother Shaku!"

Puck, puck!

Teto pulled the lance stick and punched Jin's chin.

Jin also threw a punch to counter, but there was a gap between Jin's physical strength and Teto's.

It was the part that the brothers found strange.

Why doesn't he use the Fine Runes?

'Brother Jin is not a person who passes victory so easily.'

'The unique demonic nature isn't revealed. Doesn't it seem like he was hit almost aimlessly?'

Anger.

After the sparring with Teto began, demonization suddenly began to progress.

Jin was unable to focus on the battle because he was resisting that very thing.

To be precise, he wasn't paying attention at all.

Jin had already lost his reason.

All the Battle Kings, except Teto, recognized this fact.

"It doesn't seem reasonable to continue checking Brother Jin's skills. I would like to stop it for now."

When Beliz was about to leave, Baltirok grabbed her by the shoulder.

"No, let's watch a little more. Sister Seventh Battle King."

"The lightning that forms Brother Jin's oppression is fading quickly, Brother First Battle King. The Twelfth Battle King brother is not aware of Brother Jin's condition, so he is careless. If Brother Jin lifts the Oppression, Sigmund will stab Brother Teto in the chest."

"Still, I want to trust Brother Jin. Sister Goddess of Battle must have foreseen this situation...."

Baltirok, who had been talking up to there, rushed forward.

The same happened with the other battle kings.

What Beliz feared happened.

In the end, Jin's oppression was released, and Sigmund flew towards Teto's chest with lightning that surpassed the law of the duel between brothers.

As fast as the Battle Kings were, the speed was unstoppable.

First of all, the distance between Jin and Teto was only one step.

"Hup!"

The reason Teto wasn't aware of Jin's condition, unlike the other battle kings, was because he was very focused.

Furthermore, as his brother, he had faith in Jin.

Teto only spoke meanly to express himself, but he wanted and trusted his brothers more than anyone.

Teto trusted that, no matter what happened during the sparring, Jin would never stab him.

"Ho, ho, Whoo...!"

Fortunately.

The brothers rushed forward, confirming that Jin's sword stopped just before stabbing Teto in the chest.

Jin barely regained his senses and gasped, and the battle kings who came running also sighed in relief and wiped their hearts.

Ttak!

Jin, who reflexively threw his sword, sweated as if it were raining.

And while his brothers surrounded him, hugged him, and gave him words of comfort, Jin thought of one thing.

Teto's lance, which had been a burden, was clearly visible at the moment demonization began.

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