The Young Son Swordmaster

eps 8's

For the past 2 months he had spent copying books underground, the only sound that echoed there was his pencil graffiti on paper and the occasional wind blowing.

Therefore, despite being separated by a sliding door, Jin instinctively knew that Murakan's glass coffin was open. Anyone in Jin's situation would come to the same conclusion.

'Damn 'Damn. Why does Murakan always wake up now?!’

lt's bad! lt's bad!

His heart accelerated like crazy as if it had lost complete control of itself.

The quiet and safe underground area of Storm Castle suddenly became threatening and dangerous. A chill ran down his spine as cold sweat ran down his face.

'Maybe ... did I hear wrong?'

As silence ensued, Jin began to doubt his ears. The previous voice could have been something else, or Jin might have imagined it from the beginning.

However, his hopes were shattered, as yet another click rang out behind the sliding door.

In fact, it wasn't the only sound this time. He could hear clothes rubbing against the glass coffin, along with the sound of someone's feet touching the ground.

There was no way that the dragon that had slept for 1000 years was suddenly sleepwalking. It could only be awakened for obvious reasons and purposes.

Or it could be that her sleep is finally over, and the timing is really coincidental.

'Calm, relax. I have never offended Murakan before. Shouldn't be hostile to me ... '

He did not remember Murakan waking up in his past life.

There was no way Jin had never heard of the news of Murakan's resurrection, especially since he was still living in the Storm Castle back then as well.

'Then, this incident is because I came home in time. My guess is that Murakan woke up because of my constant appearance here.’

There are famous stories all over the continent. It is said that one should not disturb a sleeping dragon. Otherwise, one's life would be forfeited.

Needless to say, despite being a famous story, people rarely find dragons in real life.

The moral of this story is…

Dragons have a terrible personality.

"Hi."

Cringing.

A low and deep voice reached Jin from behind the door. Jin was still thinking about how to survive this situation.

A few chaotic seconds passed. He decided how to behave towards Murakan.

'Behave respectfully but insolently. Even if Murakan tries to attack me... I just need to buy some time until the knights arrive.'

But that's just for the worst case scenario.

And even if the worst-case scenario happens, Jin is convinced that he can survive with his life intact at least. He could easily buy time with Soldert's spiritual power, his own magic, and his silver tongue.

There's no way he's gonna die.

Once he reached that conclusion, the pressure weighing down on his shoulders subsided. Murakan could also be different from what he had imagined. The dragon could be friendly with him instead of hostile.

scrt.

Jin stood up and opened the door to face Murakan.

The black-haired handsome young man he saw every day in the coffin was now standing tall before him. The human body of the dragon was toned, and one would never believe that he had been asleep for over 1000 years.

“Descendants R-Runcandel... saluting guards clan.”.

Jin deliberately stuttered and spoke nervously.

He believed that he should act like a child who was afraid of a thousand year old dragon. Moreover, the Runcandels used to refer to Murakan as their 'guardian', so Jin decided to emphasize the word.

"Hhhh!"

Murakan.

“Guardiannn? A guardian? Did you just say 'guardian'? Huh uh?"

Wooong!

All he did was speak loudly, but the mana in the room started to tremble and spin like a vortex.

“Tell that again, asshole boy. Did you just say that I am the guardian of your clan?

Murakan's body disappeared into a handful of black smoke, only to materialize right before his eyes.

“Aren't you Mr Murakan? I have been told that the Murakan Black Dragon is the guardian of the Runcandel Clan.”

When Jin answered correctly, Murakan looked at him and blinked a few times. He felt like there was no need to stutter and act scared anymore.

“Huh, I get it. That damned bastard Runcandel... So that's what you told your descendants. Ha ha! And I can't seem to vent my anger on this chestnut-sized kid. It drives me crazy!”

Jin felt relieved after hearing the dragon's reply.

'Looks like he's not completely merciless towards children.'

Nevertheless, the killing intent within the dragon's black iris was an indication of its character.

If Jin was in his original 28-year-old body, Murakan would break one or two limbs without hesitation before continuing the conversation.

'But why did the black dragon wake up now? Not because I come here every day. Could there be another reason…? Ah, maybe because of Solderet power?’

Spiritual strength.

Shadow power.

That was the only thing Jin could think of as the reason behind Murakan's awakening from a thousand-year slumber.

Jin did not use spiritual power outside of special circumstances. But there was always a certain amount of subtle spiritual energy swirling around him, an amount that humans could not detect.

'In hindsight, god contractors generally have guardian dragons by their side, in addition to certain exceptional cases ...'

The Fire God contractor Sheenu receives the help of the fire dragon, while the Wind God Melzeyer contractor is favored by the wind dragon.

That was the reason why the Zippel Clan was slightly more advanced than the Runcandel Clan. Officially, the Zippel Clan had over 100 dragons under their command. Who knows how much more they have behind the scenes?

Although this was only the Jin hypothesis, depending on the outcome, this meeting between Jin and Murakan might be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

'The only problem is that my theory may be wrong. Moreover, I have never heard of a dragon whose attributes are similar to 'shadows'...'

The current Patriarch of the Zippel Clan was Kelliark Zippel, the contractor of the Fire God Sheenu. They said that he was very close to the fire dragon 'Roison'.

The Wind God Melzeyer Contractor was the second commander of the current Zippel Clan, and was famous for handling wind dragons.

According to these two examples, dragons are trying to find contractors who have similar attributes to them.

However, Jin had never heard of the story linking Soldert to a dragon.

Even during his conversation with Soldert in his first life, the topic of Murakan was never brought up.

If Murakan really woke up because of Jin's spiritual energy, then there was nothing he needed to fear.

Ssst…

Hmph!

Suddenly Murakan took a deep breath, like a dog inhaling something delicious, or a heavy smoker who finally managed to light a cigarette.

“Ha. This kid can't be blamed for any of that. Hmm.. This energy smells good. For some reason, it makes me feel great! What's your name, son?”

"This is Jin Runcandel, Mr. Murakan."

"good. Jin, said? To be honest, I don't really care about your name. You're a Runcandel, aren't you? Then take me to the Solderet contractor immediately. ”

"Solder Contractors?"

"Fright! This profound energy.Only a contractor could have such powerful spiritual energy. I just hope this contractor isn't as rough as Temar, that bastard.”

Temar Runcandel's.

Name of first patriarch.

Jin almost unintentionally shouted in excitement.

It seems that both of their lives will go smoothly. To think that his previous questions and concerns would be answered and resolved so quickly!

'It's definitely now. He woke up because of spiritual energy! Moreover, his reaction... That means I am the one in charge of this relationship!’.

Sniffed. Sniff!

Murakan now completely ignored Jin. He closed his eyes and focused on feeling the energy.

Meanwhile, Jin pondered for a moment.

'Should I tell him that I am the contractor? Or should I say that I don't know what he's talking about?’

The first option would be preferred. With the first choice, Jin would be able to rule Murakan like a servant in the future.

The second option will be much more troublesome. If Jin acted foolishly, the dragon would have him bring the adults from the clan. And if Jin did bring an adult here, he would have to explain how this situation happened.

In that scenario, he would have to say goodbye to these peaceful days. He won't be able to copy books anymore. Moreover, his fateful meeting with Murakan would mean nothing.

Fwoosh's.

A small energy ball that danced like fire appeared in Jin's palm.

"Sniff! Hm! Ooh! It seems my mind is getting clearer... Hah?”

Murakan enjoyed the scent of energy before opening his eyes. Immediately, he could not hide his shock.

“It looks like I am the contractor you are looking for, Mr. Murakan.”

“Y-Y-Y-Y-You? Impossible. This is madness! Solderet made a contract with a kid like you?”

Murakan started to retreat in fear. He almost fell from tripping over his own leg, as the panic within him began to grow.

"It's crazy. Unacceptable. Hey, Solder! You're listening, aren't you? Did you end up being a bastard? Explain yourself!"

While Murakan was frightened, Jin created a second group of shadows on the other side.

“My father told me that this power was given to me by a creature that brought shadows to this world.”

“Ugh.”

Thumped.

Murakan fell flat on his back and looked at Jin.

Silence happened. Jin wanted to continue their conversation, but his mood was not good. He could not force himself to do so when he saw Murakan's calmness falling apart in real time.

Rebuttal. Angering. Doubtful. Fearful. Surrender.

His expression changed in the right order.

“Oi. It's a joke, right? This is not true. Saying something. Why the contractor who promised a thousand years this child ……? ”

Solder never showed itself.

Her silence was also one of Jin's concerns.

Back when they made contracts, the two used to chat like good friends. But since before his death, Soldert has never spoken to Jin again to this day.

After all, it seemed that Murakan needed some time to accept this reality.

But he is a dragon.

Despite his short temper and evil personality, he was still a dragon that had lived for thousands of years. He had a keen insight, along with a persistent spirit that would not despair at unexpected situations.

Murakan finally accepted this absurd situation. That's the most he can do right now.

“Huh... Nak.”

"Yes?"

“It looks like you are the individual with whom I have to regulate my breath, according to my promise with Solderet.”

Dragon's breath!

A dragon personally declared such to Jin. And it was Murakan, the black dragon who had been defeated by the first patriarch, to boot!

Back when she was a witch, her heart beat so hard every time she heard rumors of a witch fighting side by side with a dragon.

Jin's nose began to itch as his emotions increased. He could not control the heat that rose to his face from excitement, so he ended up lowering his head.

“Um, by adjusting your breath, you mean..?”.

“Huh. And I'm not in my right mind to explain it to you right now.”

Jin silently nodded at his answer.

“First and foremost, as a friend of Solderet, let me formally introduce myself to the contractor Solderet.”

Whooshing sound…

A strong wind blew inside the room. Dark energy began to form in the air and swirled around Murakan's body.

He turned into his dragon form. The dark energy covering Murakan expanded like clouds, and a huge black dragon that filled the basement entered Jin's gaze.

[I'm Murakan. Proxy Solderet and also his friend. The last descendant of the first creature created from the shadows. Following the thousand-year promise, I will be your lifetime partner from today onwards. Say your name.]

A majestic voice shook the room. The grumpy attitude from before could not be found.

“I Jin Runcandel. Thirteenth and last child of Runcandels.”

Jin replied as he barely suppressed his trembling heart.