The Young Son Swordmaster
eps 48s
The butlers continued to report to the patriarch with concerned gazes.
“There are five of them. Andrei Zipfel comes personally with other family members.”
Andrei Zipfel, second commander of the Zippel Clan.
He was given the title of 'Wind King' due to his contract with the Wind God Melzeyer and the blessing he received from the Wind Dragon Vyuretta.
He was the man with the highest authority in the clan after Kelliark Zipfel, the patriarch. He was a 9-star magician who could annihilate several small countries in the morning if he wanted to.
Such a powerful person suddenly came to the Runcandel Clan without any prior warning.
'Andrei Zipphel...?'
Just like Beradin Zippel, he was someone Jin envied and idolized in his past life as a novice magician.
If it was Jin from before his death, his heart would be racing like crazy now due to the excitement of meeting his idol, a great magician who had even been acknowledged by his master.
"But it seems like he's someone who has no manners."
Right now, he was just a brash and rude guest who had come uninvited.
Whether he is a great magician or the grandfather of a great magician, one must show the proper courtesy and courtesy when visiting the esteemed Park of Runcandels.
Even Kelliark Zippel—sang patriarch—had shown the respect it deserves when visiting the clan twenty years ago, and the Vermont Emperor had done the same twelve years ago.
Jin silently turned his head to check on his father, and Cyron seemed to have the same opinion as his son.
"What an impolite bastard."
The visitors who looked towards Cyron from the first floor did not know what was going on, but the sharp ones among them noticed the change in expression on Cyron's face. Soon, a tense atmosphere took over the hall.
The butlers kept their heads down and waited for Cyron to respond.
“Heinz.”
The first-class butler in the middle with pure white hair approached Cyron.
"Yes, Mr. Patriarch."
“Tell Andrei Zippfel to get lost, but let the other members of the Zippel clan be with him inside. And don't do it yourself. Tell the servants to do it. ”
Jin almost choked on his saliva as he listened from the side.
Even though Andrei was disrespectful to come uninvited, sending him to a gate like this would be a terrible humiliation.
"Understood."
Heinz replied in a calm tone.
As soon as the butler left, Cyron turned to Jin with a gentle look.
"Do you think my decision is a bit extreme?"
“I feel it's quite satisfying. It will embarrass Andrei Zippfel a little bit and put him in a difficult position.”
"Why do you think that would put him in such a difficult place?"
"Dad ordered to 'let the other Zippel clans in'. In other words, if Andrei Zipfel went with the other clan members out of embarrassment, he would disregard the permission of patriarch Runcandel. But such a thing is not allowed in the Garden of Swords.”
“Haha, I didn't expect you to come that far. Indeed, Andrei will follow my orders. Otherwise, he would have to crawl back to Zipfels without both of his legs.”
Had Andrei arrived uninvited at a banquet hosted by another clan, the chief would have had to allow him to enter despite the inconvenience.
However, no matter how influential and powerful she was as a grand mage, she was merely a human in comparison to Cyron, who had entered the demigod realm. Humans are a little stronger, but still humans.
And even if Cyron turns Andrei into a cripple, Zipfels will not start an all-out war against Runcandels. However, they will retaliate once Cyron dies.
About twenty minutes later, four people entered the banquet hall. They were the pure blood of Zippel who came with Andrei. The great magician himself did not join the venue, as the father and son had predicted.
Three of the four Zipfels anxiously looked around the hall, carefully watching their surroundings. They appear to be between 15 and 20 years old.
Cyron smiled with satisfaction at the sight, stood up, and clapped once.
Thumping…!
Sounds more like a deep, powerful drum than a pat. As echoes echoed in the hall, the guests chatting on the first floor stopped talking and raised their heads to the second floor where Cyron was waiting.
The boys and girls of the Zippel Clan were worried that Cyron would reprimand them in public. Needless to say, the Genesis Knight had turned the pages and was no longer interested in them.
Amidst the silence, Cyron looked at the guests and spoke loudly.
“Gentlemen and ladies, thank you for coming this far to the Garden of Swords. I am Cyron, patriarch of the Runcandel Clan. It seems like I got a pretty good kid in my last years. Thanks to him, I had another chance to reunite with all these familiar faces and spend some fun time. So, applause for Jin Runcandel.”
Clap-plap-clap-clap!
Cheers and applause happen just like every formal dinner.
However, a banquet hosted by Runcandels is known to be quite strange—the greeting is short, and the host does not receive a gift.
“As you all probably know, there are only two simple rules you need to follow at the Runcandel banquet. First, in the event of a fight while having fun, the people involved would be escorted to the dueling arena by the guard knights. Second, the loser must accept his defeat, and the one who wins must show mercy. Don't forget that this is a celebration.”
Communities refer to the Runcandel banquet as a 'single wooden bridge party'.
The principle behind a single wooden bridge is that if two people come face to face on the bridge, it will be followed by confrontation and strife until one person admits defeat and returns to his original path.
And that's what happened at Runcandel's banquet.
A thousand influential and powerful figures from all over the world had gathered in one place. Many of them hold grudges against other guests, so confrontation and strife are inevitable as the guests will get drunk on the available alcohol.
In a normal banquet, both parties with hostility would only stare at each other from afar or would only have mild verbal strife. But the banquet hosted by Runcandels was different.
If the two drunken mortal enemies made eye contact, they would only need to head to the arena without making a fuss.
The only rule was not to kill, and accept the outcome of the duel.
Some would feel embarrassed, for not being able to kill their sworn enemies, but it was still fun enough for the victors to hit and knock their opponents to the ground. The losers even had to admit to being weaker and inferior to them, which was extremely satisfying.
“Then, I hope you all have fun before returning.”
Whoohooo!
More cheers followed, and Jin trembled as he looked at the reddened and excited faces downstairs. A refreshing and thrilling chill ran down his spine and spread throughout his body.
And unfortunately, he was part of this crazy clan.
“You can also come down and have fun. And if someone interests you, you can take them to the arena. But it can't be someone who looks weaker than you, unless they insult you and the clan.”
“Yes, Dad. And I guess I can't lose either.”
"That's obvious. If you do, I'll take everything I've given you so far. Bradamante and your nanny included.”
"I'll remember it."
Cyron went down first and mingled with the guests. Although he had arranged this banquet for Jin, he had no plans of taking his son anywhere with him and bragging to the guests.
Jin chuckled as he looked at his father's back. He then turned around and went down the stairs on the other side.
'...Come to think of it, this is the first time I've chatted with my father like this.'
Back in his past life, he could never have imagined a day like this would come; the day he and his father would chat like a typical father & son relationship.
Suddenly, a wave of emotions took over him and a clot formed in his throat. But Jin then took a deep breath and removed the feeling.
Having a good father-son relationship or making his father proud is not part of his goal for his new life.
"The most important thing for me is to surpass you, Dad."
Actually, that's what Cyron wants most from his children. But Jin had no way of knowing that fact.
As soon as Jin arrived on the first floor, he immediately felt countless gazes at him, observing him closely. Some of them were from large groups of people staring at him openly, while others were much more discreet.
They were all surprised and interested.
Was this gentle and childish-looking boy really a 5-star knight? The guests asked each other with eyes full of curiosity.
What should Jin do now?
Should he confidently walk towards the crowd with an imposing expression like a lion? Or should he act like an innocent child and approach the guests, thanking them for coming today?
Jin grinned at himself when he realized that he had come across ridiculous ideas that he had never even done.
He planned to walk to the center of the hall and stand silently with a calm look, as if he did not pay too much attention to the guests. His position tonight will be the center of everything, and this will continue to happen for the rest of his life.
The owner of the future home should only remain silent in his position.
The people who should try to come talk to him are the guests.
Jin took a glass of wine from the tray of a busy waitress. Expensive and famous wines that were even only opened by wealthy nobles on special days were distributed like cheap water.
“Ha, haha.. Congratulations, Sister.”.
"Can we stay by your side for a minute?"
The first one to come to talk to Jin was none other than the Tona twins. Jin looked at his brothers who stood side by side and smiled.
"of course. How was your Clear Stone training today?”
As Jin happily greeted them, the colors returned to the twins' faces.
Among all these guests, they wanted to use Jin's fame to improve their own standing and reputation. Something along the lines of 'We're close to him, everyone!'.
Not to mention Emma told them to do it.
Now that Myu and Anne have given up on them, their nanny has told the twins to get on Jin's good side. Needless to say, Jin had already foreseen all of this, and he decided to turn the page and put aside his previous hostility towards Emma.
The woman was quite unpleasant to be around, but she seemed to be one of the more sensitive and sharper people of the Runcandel Clan.
“It's getting better today. We turned our main weapon into a large sword and chain sword as suggested by Uncle Zed, and it is much better now.”
"Thul? Thats cool. I've always supported you both, brothers. You know that, right?"
“T-Of course! Sure oes. It's reassuring to know you support us. ”
As she awkwardly replied, Daytona gathered all the courage inside her and placed her hand on Jin's shoulder.
Meanwhile, Jin finds the twins' uneasiness and desperate efforts quite charming and lets his brother do as he pleases.
Instead, he quietly whispered in Daytona's ear.
'After you have done enough and satisfied acting, start moving. And tell Emma to continue utilizing her sharp wits in the future.’
Daytona barely managed to prevent her face from showing her terror and nodded silently. Afterwards, the Tona twins stayed for five minutes to have a light chat with Jin before leaving.
Withdrawing the twins is like a dam break. As soon as they vacated the place, the guests who had glanced at the night star started to approach him one after another.
Thanks to the Tona twins, guests have learned that Jin is not as irritable or grumpy as Luna from the past. Most of the guests tonight also attended the banquet from nineteen years ago to congratulate Luna for having become a 5-star knight at the age of 15.
And back then, they had all learned how grumpy and cold-hearted Luna was.
"It's nice to meet you. I'm Julard Ken from the Ken.” Clan
“Happy to meet you, Sir Julard Ken. Does the food prepared by the Runcandel Clan suit your taste?”
"It's nice to meet you. I'm Seager Ken, also from the Ken.” Clan
"Also. I am Jin Runcandel. I've always wanted to meet people from the Ken Clan who are famous for their spearmanship.”
“Haha, we ran here as fast as we could when we heard the young master of the Runcandel Clan had become a 5-star knight. It's nice to meet you! I'm Jonsina Perral from Dragon King Knights.”
“Oh, so you are Mr Jonsina! My caretaker often told me stories about your heroic exploits when I was young. It is an honor to finally meet you. ”
So, the guests formally yet warmly greeted Jin one after another. Suddenly, a giant man loomed over Jin, ruffled his hair and spoke loudly in a relaxed and friendly manner.
“Haha, so you are Jin Runcandel! I was very curious to know what brat had reached the 5-star stage by the age of 15. Ha, you really are just a brat ten years younger than me. It's good to see you! His name is Huger.”
Huger did not reveal his surname because he was sure Jin would recognize him — and recognize, he did. He was a talented, powerful, and promising warrior of the Tuko Clan.
Perhaps it was because he was respected and respected in his clan, but Huger seemed to have forgotten that he was in Sword Park—the main house of the Runcandel— Clanand he had to show some manners.
So, Jin gently smiled and replied.
“Oh, yes, nice to meet you, Huger.”
The air around them immediately became heavy. Tensions spread among the guests who witnessed their interaction.
