The Young Son Swordmaster
eps 21s
Bellop stood in front of Jin, squeezing the hilt of his wooden sword as cold sweat poured down his face. His eyes continued to dart as he wiped his forehead with his sleeves.
She has not received so much attention since becoming a guardian cadet, which explains her anxiety.
The other audience cadets could see Bellop's soul coming out through his mouth as the gaze with Jin continued.
Everyone couldn't help but rethink the words that that brat Runcandel said to the coward.
You cannot survive in this clan if you continue to act that way.
'Why did Young Master tell me such things ...?'
Is it because I am too weak? Or because I'm too shy? Such a question flashed through Bellop's mind.
'Did Young Master Jin try to humiliate Bellop because he made Young Master restless?'
'Did he warn Bellop that he would not survive in the Runcandel Clan because he was so weak?'
'Young Master Jin is meaner than I thought ...'
The cadets all agreed.
Nevertheless, Jin's eyes were fixed on Bellop, and he tightened his grip on the sword.
“Bloop.”
"Oh! Y-Yes, Young Master.”
Tease, snicker.
Several scornful laughter resounded among the spectators. But the cadets who reacted immediately corrected their expressions and attitudes, because they were afraid that the Garon would punish them.
However, forget about Garon, even Jin did not glance at them and continued to pay attention to Bellop.
“I've lost a lot of stamina from sparring against ten cadets.”
"Yes, Young Master."
Barely aware, Bellop replied respectfully.
"And you're still not hurt."
"Yes." Yeah."
“Despite so,”
Jin started walking towards Bellop before continuing his sentence.
“I may be stronger than you now. Excluding Garon, I will most likely win against anyone here in one final duel.”
Bellop did not know how to answer him, so he just nodded slowly.
“That's the reason why I want to fight you now.”
“Young Master, I still don't understand what you... Urgh!”
Thump!
Jin instantly reduced the distance between the two. His wooden sword flew towards Bellop's shoulder, but the latter somehow managed to dodge the blow at the last second, despite his frantic footwork.
After which, the attacks continued unceasingly, like a river flowing endlessly. The bellop fended off and dodged the sword while retreating.
“Good movement.”
“Thank you very much mu— Urgh!”
Comeing!
Jin suddenly grabbed a handful of sand at the training ground and spread it to Bellop's face. As Bellop tried to resist the urge to close and rub his eyes, he tightened his grip on his wooden sword and stood firm.
“Y-Young Master..?!”
But Jin did not reply and darted towards Bellop again, grabbed his shirt, and slammed his shin into his opponent's thigh. As the impact echoed, Bellop let out a deep groan and fell to the ground.
“I didn't call you here to argue. Like I said, I want to 'fight' you.
Jin approached the seated Bellop, who could barely open his irritated eyes and looked towards the boy Runcandel.
“I also said that I would 'most likely' win. That I will 'most likely win against anyone here in one final duel'. That means I'm not 100% sure about that. Wipe your face.”
Bellop used his shirt to wipe away the sand on his face and eyes.
“... Does that mean the opponent you are not sure will win is me, Young Master?”
“Finally, we are on the same page. This isn't spar, this is a real fight. So it's time for you to erase that look of disbelief and face me seriously. I can kill you many times while you are on the ground.”
"Young Master."
“But the only reason I haven't dealt the final blow is because I showed mercy, because you are unable to understand my intentions. Stand up. I won't be easy on you anymore.”
His tone was too gloomy to be considered a joke with bad taste.
Jin turned around and began to widen the distance between them once again. Bellop lowered his face and let out a long sigh, before lifting himself up and unsheathing his wooden sword.
The cadets watching so far started to wonder if Jin was really crazy.
No matter how stupid and cowardly Bellop was, the Young Master went too far.
Some even expected the Garon to intervene and stop the bloodshed that was about to begin.
Nevertheless, the instructor just stood to the side, carefully paying attention to the scene before his eyes.
Seeing the lack of mediation, frustration grew in the hearts of the cadets as they became discouraged. Simultaneously, anger appeared in their eyes. The 7-star knight — who is also a clan swordsmanship instructor — cannot stop Jin Runcandel.
So what can lowly cadets do themselves? There's nothing at all.
However, they could not stop the anger from forming. Anger and dissatisfaction that the strongest in the training class — Jin Runcandel — can let himself bully the weakest in the class, Bellop.
Where did the pride and honor of Runcandels go?! Is the act of throwing sand at cadets much weaker than oneself also part of the success of Runcandels?!
All the spectators faces turned furious and despairing as they watched the two extremes face each other.
However, the next moment, all of their expressions collapsed into shock and astonishment.
The beam!
The wooden sword Bellop shone with aura. It was pale and dim, but the true aura remained. Even with a hint of aura, the swordswoman's slash strength would increase exponentially and become fatal.
“A-Aura...?!”
The weakest of the class, the eternal loser. The boy suddenly held onto an aura, so the cadets were shocked and confused.
At this rate, one of the two fighters could potentially perish during this duel.
"Teacher! We have to stop them! This is training class, not battlefield!”
“Instructure Gar..”
"Switchcraft Structure, Garon Altemiro!"
Jin turned to Garon and shouted with all his might.
"Yes, Young Master."
“You must keep what you saw today a secret and take it to your grave. You cannot tell another Runcandel about this incident.”
"I understand."
However, his face was not tinged with fear anymore. He looked desperate but angry.
"Is this what you really want to happen, Young Master?"
“So you can use aura. In this case, you should not hold back and make the most of it. ”
Jin versus Bellop.
Both have short stares. The complaining cadets all kept their mouths shut and watched the inevitable clash as cold sweat poured down their cheeks.
Bellop was the first to move. He instantly slid across the field and appeared before Jin in a very nimble motion.
Bumped!
Jin blocked Bellop's heavy wooden punch.
As their swords became entangled, the battle came to a halt due to being one of the forces. The blood vessels in their arms bulged out as their muscles contracted, and the wooden sword trembled under the same thrusting force.
"If you want to duel with me, you've made a huge mistake, Young Master."
Srprr!
Jin's wooden sword began to slip and crack as Bellop coated his sword with aura once more.
“You should have challenged me... before dueling another!”
Snap!
Jin's sword broke under the pressure. Soon, time slowed down for Bellop and the other cadets during the short time when Bellop's shining wooden sword stuck on Jin's shoulder.
The wooden sword had completely cut off his shoulder and was about to reach Jin's heart. As he watched his blade dig deeper and deeper, Jin saw Bellop's expression turning into despair.
Desperate to be on the wrong side of the youngest Runcandel.
Moreover, the despair of slashing Young Master Jin who had been taking care of him for so long. Bellop's innocent eyes were filled with hopeless thoughts.
"It's as if I'm gonna let you!"
Bang out!
A heavy blow suddenly struck the side of Bellop's sword. Runcandel Hand-to-Hand Combat Technique, Deflect Strike. It was Jin's powerful palm.
As the sword flew, the recoil shook Bellop's body. After losing her balance and footing, Jin quickly grabbed her from behind and strangled her.
“Keuk!”
Other cadets were unaware of what had happened in that short period of time, ignoring some high-class cadets like Mesa Milkano.
'What?! Are you real? He's crazy!’
Mesa did not believe what she saw. Although his debate with Jin had shocked him before, it could not compare to the shock he received from seeing Jin's current superhuman movement.
“Ugh!”
Bellop could do nothing but struggle for air as he choked from behind. As the other cadets stood up to stop him, Jin let go of his own hand.
As he coughed and gasped for breath, Bellop turned to face Jin with a displeased expression.
"Why did you stop? You said you wouldn't be easy anymore. Don't stop, Young Master! You won this fight, didn't you?! Are you satisfied now? Is it fun to play around with other people, huh ?! ”
Bellop's pent-up rage exploded.
Jin shook his head.
"It's not."
“If it's not fun, then why..!”.
“To push you beyond your limits is also unbearable for me. Unbearable and torturous.”
“What do you know about me! Why are you torturing me like that?”
“I don't know much about you. But there's one thing I know. Being considerate .. is something you can only buy once you become a very powerful figure. ”
Bell's frozen. He then recalled the words Jin said to him before the start of the fight.
You cannot survive in this clan if you continue to act that way.
“You may only realize it now, but you are weaker than me. You are better than me too. I like that aspect of you. But you can't survive in this hellhole by being a sycophant.”
As Jin spoke, the other cadets could not even make a sound.
As a result, Bellop's cries and sobs echoed.
“Bell. Bell Schmitz's. See me. Lift your head and look me in the eye.”
He raised his head and their eyes met.
"I really hope from the bottom of my heart that ..."
Jin stopped and placed his hand on the boy's shoulder.
“You get enough strength and strength to protect that kind and kind heart of yours, along with the others here. Lastly, I'm sorry.”
Bellop nodded at his words. Actually, it looked more like he was shaking his head. No, it's okay. It was a mixture of both movements.
So, Jin did not know whether it was affirmation or rejection. The boy with tears streaming down his face walked towards the other cadets.
Suddenly, the maids carrying large pots filled with raw dishes appeared at the training ground.
“Eh…? The atmosphere seemed a little.. Should we come back later, Instructor Garon? Young Master Jin?”
As the servants hesitated about what to do, Bellop spoke up.
"Please take your own portion today, Young Master."
Jin chuckled awkwardly.
"good. In fact, I'll bring you your portion also today.”
As lunchtime ended, Garon quietly approached Jin before the afternoon training session began.
“So, you have awakened Bellop Schmitz. The boy has incredible talent, but his heart and mind are rather weak, so I'm not sure what to do. That must be a good stimulus for him.”
“Garon.”
"Yes." Yeah."
“Don't run your mouth without thinking. Woke her? His heart and mind? No matter what my intentions were, it must have been a traumatic experience for Bellop. ”
“Your actions and behavior today are in accordance with Runcandel. Please don't worry too much about that. He's just a guard cadet. She doesn't deserve your mercy, her future employer.”
Jin looked at Garon, before a small sneer.
“Switch Structure of Guard Cadets, Garon Altemiro. The only field you can judge and evaluate me in is swordsmanship. Don't go beyond your limits and keep that brazen opinion to yourself.”
Garon felt his stomach go down as Jin declared his point.
'The Black King Mercenaries I met before once described him as a young master .. and of course, he was one of the terrifying predators.'
Garon smirked and immediately lowered his head.
“My sincere apologies, Young Master. As you have ordered, I will bring today's event to the grave.”
