CH 132

the value of a sword (1)

The people of the Northeast Federation gathered once again.

"A swordsmanship competition held by the Dmitry family. This is a good opportunity for us to avenge our past humiliation."

It was Viscount Conrad.

As soon as he heard the rumor, he contacted the people of the Northeast Association.

"Roman Dmitry promised not only a prize of one hundred gold, but also any request from the winner. If the Northeast Federation produces a winner. We can stand in front of people as winners. At that time, we will not accept Roman Dmitry's apology, but will show the face of a great man who wants to cover the past. The benefits we get from doing so are clear. With just one forgiveness, we can reverse our relationship with Dmitry and restore the honor that has fallen to the ground."

Contact with Count Fabius.

I realized how important Roman Dmitry was.

Rather than becoming an irreversible relationship while trying to get perfect revenge on him, I thought that the most ideal scenario would be an operation to protect each other's face in an appropriate way.

The Northeast Association that forgives Roman's words and deeds.

It was a good opportunity to restore his honor and promote a new relationship with Roman.

said a nobleman.

"The question is, can we win? Aside from the Northeast Federation, there are many people who are interested in the competition, is it possible to beat them all and win the championship?"

Yes. And among the guys who follow Roman Dmitry are Chris and Kevin. Why, aren't there guys who came out like Roman in the battle with Barco in the past? That's them. I remember he showed great fighting skills back then, but if they represent Dmitry in the competition, it won't be easy to win.

It was a big stumbling block.

Championship.

All plans were possible only when we reached the top.

At the people's concern, Viscount Conrad smiled.

Yes. I don't think it's easy to win either. However, the competition will be divided into 6 groups. Kris? Kevin? Even if they are formidable beings, they cannot participate in all competitions unless they have 6 bodies. If so, there must be a loophole among the tests that Dmitry can send out. That is the point we are aiming for. All you have to do is draw out the power of your family and place them evenly in all six groups. So, obviously, one group can produce a winner."

" That's a very credible statement."

"From what I've heard, it doesn't sound like a bad plan. If we produce just one winner, our plan is to succeed, isn't it?"

last few days.

The Northeast Association had a fairly humiliating day.

I couldn't raise my head properly in front of people, and I didn't know how to resolve the relationship with Roman.

Revenge and compromise.

To succeed in both, arguably, this was not the only opportunity.

Viscount Conrad said.

"The competition is one month from now. Everyone, keep that in mind. There is no way to restore the reputation of the Northeast Association that has fallen to the ground unless we take advantage of the opportunity given by heaven. Do not choose any means. Even if there is a limit to disguising an outside master as a 'people from the northeast', it is enough to produce a winner somehow. And it wouldn't be that difficult to say the least. Even if Dmitry's power is great, isn't it overwhelming enough to dominate all six competitions? After all, they too are just a family on the outskirts. With this opportunity, we can take another leap forward."

one month ahead.

they thought

The time of humiliation will not be long, and the bats of the northeast will survive as always.

* * *

that time.

Roman summoned his men.

Chris, Kevin, McBurney, etc.

Looking around at them looking up at them, Roman said in a calm voice.

I think you've heard the rumors that I'm holding a tournament. From now on, I will declare to you unlimited competition. one month ahead. You will compete with each other and compete against each other, and select 6 warriors to compete on behalf of the Dmitry family. Past evaluations are not important. It means that only one month's grades represent your current position."

Moment.

The servants' eyes changed.

There was no reward, but just the word "competition" made the atmosphere feel heavy.

'We have left the Southern Front, but our war is not over yet. From the moment I clearly articulate my route, it is unavoidable to run into a situation with the powers in Cairo. That is why it is necessary to maintain the tension that has been handed down on the battlefield while staying in Dmitry. Like a sharp sword that can strike at any time. I will give my subordinates a justification so that they can aspire to strength.'

War.

Roman and his men had a fierce time.

Some people make progress based on the experiences of that time, while others completely loosen the screw in a comfortable rest in the capital.

The relief of being off the battlefield.

And praise from those around him for his performance on the battlefield.

For multiple reasons, war does not only have a positive effect on everyone.

Life in Dmitry.

It was time to relax my mind.

Roman did not stand by such a change, but gave his subordinates who lost their purpose a cause to burn.

"Those who have raised their reputation on behalf of Dmitry must be rewarded. If you are selected by six prosecutors and win the competition proudly. I'll let the winners know about the 'top tier' skills. There are many different types of technology. Whether it's the mind method, the sword technique, or the way the body moves. From your current state, I will show you the proper way to leap to a higher level."

upper tech.

The servants swallowed dry saliva.

Even if it was just a place to evaluate their loyalty, they would have risked their lives to try and win somehow.

But it's a high-level skill.

The servants did not know the meaning.

'The master is a different being from us. We know a lot of knowledge that can be called a treasure on the continent, and just by being given some of them, we are rapidly getting stronger. By the way, if the master expressed it as a high-level skill suitable for the present. that's a huge gig It is clear that he will teach you a great skill that cannot be compared with the prize money of back gold.'

Fireworks went off.

to the war with Hector.

They built up camaraderie.

Their trust in each other had grown stronger, but they had no intention of acting rudely on the plate Roman had laid openly.

within the same group.

I hoped to be the best if possible.

At the flame Roman threw, their eyes were already burning.

"The purpose of this competition is twofold. To face the reality of the aristocrats in the northeast region, and to train my subordinates perfectly. After the tournament is over, the situation in the northeast will probably change quite a bit.'

An opportunity for one thing at a time.

Roman untied the reins of his servants.

"From now on, we will start the endless competition."

* * *

disband the servants.

Roman organized his thoughts.

'One month to go. It's also time to fix myself.'

southern front.

Roman saw a new world there.

Mixing the sword with the Butler, he knew that there were strong people on the continent that he had not yet experienced, and Edwin Hector's magic was unpredictable.

For the first time in my life as Roman Dmitry.

He felt that his life was in danger, and in the crises that followed, Roman was able to ignite his presence.

Baek Joong-hyeok from Heaven.

A being born from the dead line.

Crisis was familiar, and Roman felt alive as a human being.

However.

'Initiating a crisis is an act of stupidity. I risked my life for victory, and the only way to avoid repeating a crisis like that was to make myself stronger. Just like the subordinates are running an endless competition for the next month. I, too, will find a way forward for a month or so.'

Enlightenment gained on the battlefield.

It was a time when lung training was necessary.

This time, while staying at the forge, he was thinking about making a new sword while reviewing his condition.

sword (劍).

It's just a tool.

In order to advance to a new realm, he needed a sword suitable for it, and Chlorum, who was perfect for him, could not keep up with his strength.

That was a natural result.

He always made a sword suitable for the present, so when he moved forward, the sword he used before became a remnant of the past.

Before closing the lungs.

Roman called Lucas.

"Did you call?"

The head of the information guild.

Lucas has accomplished a lot.

Based on Dmitry's manpower and financial resources, he quickly took control of the surrounding area, and recently absorbed the information guild, Black Moon.

Roman's prediction was correct.

Lucas was a person with outstanding abilities that gave people admiration, and he offered a clear reward, so he quickly built Haomun's system.

It was different from the past.

If he wants Barco's information now, Lucas has the ability to colonize it in just five minutes.

"For the next month or so, I plan to conduct a closure training. In the meantime, we will not receive any reports, with one exception. In case of family trouble. Then you have to tell me the truth."

Okay.

"And I ask you to sell this sword."

Roman handed the sword.

was chloride.

In order to make a new sword in the future, I decided that it was necessary to let go of the sword I had.

"The original name was called Chloe, but I decided to call it blaze because I was looking for a new owner. Any method of sales is fine. Without revealing that I am the master of the sword, find a new master for the blaze. The profits can be used as funds for the information guild."

It was the way of Baek Jung-hyeok.

living in heaven

Baek Jung-hyeok made several swords, and whenever he made a new sword, he left the old sword without any regrets.

It was the craftsman's desire.

It has become an unnecessary sword for his present self, but he hoped that it would shine in the hands of others.

It was called the Black Treasure of Heaven, which was thus released into the world.

As they wandered around the world, they met many masters, and as they gained fame, they proved to people that Baek Jung-hyeok was a great craftsman as well.

It was no different this time.

one month ahead.

Roman will have time to accept the new sword.

Therefore, it is to let go of the remnants of the past, and I hoped that Roman Dmitry's reputation would not be involved in the process of the sword finding a new owner.

If it were a sword made by the hero of Cairo.

No matter what sword it was, obviously the rich collectors were more likely to get it for a high price.

I didn't like that ending.

At the very least, he hoped to find a master who recognized the value of his sword.

Lucas taking the sword.

"I'll see you in a month."

at the end of that meeting.

Roman took a step back.

Pulmonary lily.

From now on, it was time to spend a hot and fierce time.

* * *

Break up with Roman.

Lucas looked around the sword.

"It's a great sword no matter how you look at it, why are you trying to sell it?"

He is not a blacksmith.

However, as he moved around the battlefield, he had an eye for distinguishing good weapons, and this sword in front of him was certain.

A blade that stretches out smoothly.

A flash of anticipation.

The saliva slipped out.

In my mind, I wanted to pay a large sum of money to use it, but that was different from the purpose the lord had ordered.

'I'm really sorry. If I was still playing on the field, I would have done anything to buy this.'

Lucas had a clear history of lessons.

If it's Roman's order.

Followed without a single error.

Having suppressed his desire for a sword, an interesting thought suddenly came to his mind.

'The master said that any way of selling swords is good. If this sword made by the hero of Cairo was sold anonymously at auction, how much value would it receive? That wouldn't be a bad way. The master also wanted the sword to find its master, so those who know the value of the sword will ask for a higher price.'

It was the perfect way.

The destination has been set.

Northeast commercial center.

We headed to the estate of Count Adelian, where there is a warp gate directly connected to the capital.

Adelian Auction House.

It was Lucas whose heart was pounding for nothing in the future.