CH 124

: Promise (2)

Jamie didn't understand what Darius was saying.

It is not enough to mention that his grandfather, Chervyl Welton, was suddenly mentioned, and the person who is trying to kill him is an old friend of his grandfather who knows him well.

He couldn't believe it straight away, but at least he knew that Darius wasn't trying to kill him.

Confucius!

Siegfried jumped through the space and blocked Jamie's front.

Are you okay?

"Yeah, what ."

"This child!"

He focused his mana on his staff.

The space that was in sync with his mana began to tremble.

Hando, who arrived late, surrounded Darius and aimed the spear behind him.

Then he tilted his head to the side and looked at Jamie.

"Are you okay?"

Everyone is fine, so let's take down your weapons.

Confucius?

kid?

"Because it's okay."

When Jamie said it was okay, the two furrowed their eyebrows.

Darius said with a smirk.

"Is the kid the whole captain?"

"What is the captain!"

Han shouted from behind.

Siegfried didn't react like Han. Instead, he looked at Jamie and said.

"It seems that I am too wrapped up in Confucius."

"What else do you mean?"

"So maybe that's a misunderstanding?"

" Don't say anything strange."

Jamie said a word, and Siegfried shrugged and left the staff.

After some hesitation, I changed the spear back to a bell stick.

Hmm. Now is the time to have a conversation."

Conversation?

"Why is this kid all of a sudden?"

Siegfried and Han gave an absurd expression to Darius' words. We've just fought to kill each other, but now we're in the mood to talk.

Siegfried asked Jamie.

"What is the situation?"

"You're friends with my grandfather."

" Yeah?

on?

Jamie sympathized with their reaction.

After attacking like death, if you suddenly say you are friends with your grandfather, you will say, 'Ah! That's right!' Is there any way you would get the same reaction?

However, I was concerned about his sudden change in attitude to ignore and attack. He might be trying to be vigilant, but Jamie thought he wasn't.

'You have enough skills, what do you mean?'

It was a 3-1 match, but I didn't think we would win. If it didn't work, it would be a draw, or if you were unlucky you would have lost

Darius was such a monster.

"It would be absurd."

Darius rubbed his chin and said.

"But it is true. About 10 years ago, I met Chervil, not long after I became the champion of the dark arena. And ."

He said as he folded his sunglasses.

"When I met you, I was also asked to pass on a certain skill."

* * *

Bena flapped her wings and focused on her hearing. Focus your attention so you don't miss even a single sound.

'Your flying skills are still good.'

Philion felt the wind flow in her hand.

He had felt it before, but his talent for flying was among the best Valkyrie he had ever seen.

"Can you still feel the energy of the elves?"

[not far.]

As a Philion, he didn't feel the elf's aura explicitly, but he could feel the direction in which direction it was.

Bena speeded up to where Filion was talking.

That was then.

woohoo!!

A gust of wind blew from above.

The wings were twisted in the sudden turbulence.

Bena's body shook to and fro in the sudden gust of wind.

"Wow! What, what?!"

[Don't panic, lift your wings and step down the wall.]

Following Philion's instructions, he folded his wings and put his feet on the side wall. It was four stories high, but to her as a Valkyrie, this height was nothing.

She jumped off and looked up.

" Who?

It was a man wearing a robe.

In his hand was a winding dark auburn wood staff.

I asked carefully about the sudden surprise, but there was no answer.

[It might be the subordinate of the human who bought the elf.]

Bena's eyes widened. I didn't think there would be anyone watching.

I didn't think too much. Bena frowned and took a fighting stance. deal with it quickly Although he did not experience a proper battle, he performed with Philion to death.

Her pink hair is faintly reddish. The wings spread again.

An unknown wizard also listened to the staff.

In a space with a bit of tension, they flew towards each other, no matter who came first.

"Where are the elves?!"

"Where is the elf?"

Just before they collide, they shouted at each other.

woo woo!

A fierce wind blew.

Bena looked at the staff who stopped in front of her. Loaded with powerful mana, it contained the power to crush her head at any time.

It was the same with wizards. Philion's sleek hair stopped just below the wizard's chin.

Needless to say, if both of them hadn't stopped at the same time, they would both have died instantly.

The two swallowed dry saliva and slowly pulled up their weapons.

Then, silently staring at each other, Bena broke the silence first.

" What did you just say?"

"It is you. Wasn't he the one who bought the elf?

Wizard, Alex frowned.

He is an intelligence wizard for the frontier team led by Izaya, and while searching the entire city to save Braha's people, he heard the elves scream and came here.

Then, he found Bena flying around as if looking for something and launched a preemptive attack. Of course, it failed gracefully.

Bena asked without questioning the wizard's words.

"You are not Yo?

Hmm.

Alex stared at her and then pulled the staff away.

Benado took the pilion and asked again.

"Are you here to rescue the elves who were sold into slavery?"

right. Because he is a fellow of my co-worker."

cognation?

"You don't need to know deeply, why are you looking for elves?"

" I'm sorry."

' I'm not lying.'

Alex, who is in charge of intelligence, always maintained a magic that could read the emotions of others to some extent.

He was still seeing how Bena felt. She was now telling the truth. A person who was good at lying couldn't read even with this magic, but he wasn't like that.

'I suddenly lost contact with my teammates.'

I don't know what happened to the team, but he prioritized his mission.

Besides, Vena had considerable power.

I don't know where the young-looking girl got such power, but if you really want to save the elves, joining forces is the right choice.

It was the same idea as Benado.

"Your name will come later. First of all, I want to save the elves."

"I feel the same way."

The two, who did not know each other's identities, nodded and started looking for a place where the elf slaves might be together.

* * *

'If you meet me, will you pass it on to me?'

Jamie's expression wrinkled.

Darius' words were somehow strange. Grandfather Chervyl Welton died the year Jamie was born.

He died on a land owned separately by the Weltons, not Heath, and Jamie had never seen Chervil.

I had heard of him several times from my father, Earl Wellton. Along with the swordsman, the strongest swordsman in the Kingdom of Seldam. And the outstanding teacher who raised the current Earl of Wellton to the level it is today.

But that was it. I never heard anything about his temper.

Jamie was never very interested in it, so I forgot about it until now... .

'for me?'

How could that be?

Jamie couldn't believe it. A nobleman, who has never seen him before, dares to ask Darius to teach him for himself?

Before that, why didn't he pass it on to Earl Welton?

"You look unbelievable."

Of course. Would you believe me?"

"I think it's going to be hard for me too."

Darius didn't even care about Jamie's nonsense. He just kept a smile on his lips and spoke.

in reality. At that time, Chervyl was saying something nonsense."

" ."

"How much do you know about your grandfather?"

"I only know how strong I am."

"That is enough. okay. Chervyl was an insanely strong man."

Darius remembered the first time he had met Chervyl Welton.

"Let's see. It was in Lean about eight years ago that I met Cherbil."

* * *

Leang was a large city in the neighboring country, the Principality of Venti, and there was a dark fighting arena.

"I headed to my favorite pub as usual. Even if you can't see it, your tongue is alive and well."

Darius stuck out his tongue and flicked it with his finger.

Siegfried frowned as if dirty.

"Anyway, Chervil was drinking there alone, the moment I entered We recognized each other instinctively."

The Dark Arena is where the strongest fighters in existence gather. Of course, there were also talented people in the master class.

At that time, Darius was the strongest man who had maintained the championship position for over three years in such a place. It was also a time when I had strong confidence in my own abilities.

A strong sense of self-confidence as if you were the best in the world.

In the meantime, I met Cherbil Welton.

The two left the bar without a word and headed for the empty lot. and fought

"The sword of Chervyl was amazing."

'Spatial Awareness' was particularly effective in face-to-face matches. His power was also the reason why he was able to remain the champion of the dark arena for over 10 years.

However, in Chervil's Black Dark Arena, he pushed Darius, who boasted of undefeated power.

Of course, it wasn't unilaterally pushed. To be honest, Darius was pushed slightly from the whistle.

"It was amazing. His sword, which not only cuts through space but also invades the essence, was the most dangerous sword I have ever encountered."

There was no victory.

If he did more than that, one of the two would have died, and it was highly likely that it was Darius who died.

The two recognized each other's abilities. Since then, we have become very friendly.

Chervyl passed the count to his son and was wandering the world. So I stayed at Le Mans for a while.

While he was at Le Mans, Darius visited him every day, and the two fought each time they met.

The horses were fierce, so it wouldn't be strange if anyone died.

Then one day, Darius asked him.

"Why do you leave your comfortable home and do things like yurang? If you have enough skills, you can live happily in your later years."

Hey. Home is not a comfortable place. Everyone sees me there. There is no one who treats me as comfortable as you. And wolves who want to be alone with me come to my door every day, do you know how annoying that can be?"

"I don't know because I don't have eyes."

"It is, too."

Chervyl accepted Darius's possibly sensitive jokes indifferently.

"Anyway, I want to see the world I haven't seen since I'm late."

"A world you haven't seen?"

"I put the wall in front of me. If I hadn't looked at the wall, like you said, I'd have been at home with goodwill.

"You were greedy."

"If you're also a warrior, don't you know? so I'm walking around I don't think the walls will ever come down in places I've always seen. So I went all over the place, here and there, wherever my feet could go."

"So, did you break down the wall?"

Darius asked that question, and Chervyl smiled instead of answering.

show me!

A good swordsman like Chervil broke down the wall. And that skill has not yet been shown to himself.

Darius wanted to see it.

"Instead, there is a promise."

Appointment?

"Show me this skill when you meet my grandson."

"What are you talking about out of the blue?"

Would you like to show your grandchildren your skills?

Before that, Darius was not a swordsman. I understand swords to some extent, but that's because I've dealt with swordsmen many times.

In particular, Chervyl's new technique was likely to be mixed with the trick of a dagger. The skill that only Welton's bloodline could be learned could not be easily grasped even with spatial awareness.

More than anything.

"Do you have a son?"

"My son doesn't know about this technique. You will never know I have no intention of passing it on."

Darius thought it was strange.

So, not knowing why, Chervil replied:

"This skill is for grandchildren."

grandson?

okay.

no. Why don't you pass it on to your son?

"It's not his way. And ."

Why?

no. Anyway, can you promise me?"

Darius couldn't ask any more questions.

It was such an atmosphere.

"But how old is your grandson?"

"I haven't been born yet. My daughter-in-law is in the womb."

I didn't understand any more.

"Don't try to understand, just accept it," Chervyl said.

At that moment, Darius somehow felt as if he had climbed one step in a huge current.

Chervil showed off the skills he had acquired after a new realization.

* * *

"The name of the technology is ."

Darius finished his recollection and took a pose.

Jamie, Siegfried, and Han focused on Darius.

Aurors swarmed, and a sword was crafted in his empty hand. He still didn't know the trick of the dagger, but only the skills he recognized at that time were firmly ingrained in his brain.

What I'm doing now is just imitation.

To be honest, I don't know how much that little one understands this technique, but I was just keeping the promise I made with my best friend eight years ago.

"The extreme."

[Gaebyeok]

the sky was torn

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