A Dragonslayer’s Peerless Regression – 357



Episode 357

Shaton’s sword stuck in the floor was not pulled out.

The spear embedded in the sea god’s body was pulled out very easily.

Seongchang also changed his form in response to Zeke’s power and acknowledged him as his master.

But this black jiggle didn’t react at all to my touch and didn’t show any signs of being pulled out.

“Euuuum!”

Zeke grabbed the sword with both hands and tried to pull it out with all his might.

But as Arthur had said it didn’t move at all as if it was glued to the floor.

Arthur who had been watching Zig closely suddenly burst into laughter.

“Haha! Okay. Okay. Enough. Enough.”

At Arthur’s words Zeke took his hand off his sword and stepped back.

He asked Arthur pretending to be surprised.

“Unless there’s some kind of magic involved… there’s no way it’s stuck this tight.”

Arthur nodded to Zeke’s words.

“I thought so too.”

He looked at Zeke and smiled.

“It is a tradition not a tradition that the Draker patriarchs order the next generation to draw the sword and rejoice when they fail. Now I understand why the previous patriarch was so pleased to see me fail.”

Zeke shook his head at Arthur’s playful words.

Arthur turned his gaze to the other swords stuck in the ground and looked around at them.

“This is where the swords of past Draker lords are gathered.”

As he stretched out his arm a light appeared and a sword appeared in his hand.

An ash-gray sword that resembles Arthur’s hair color.

Zeke knew that the sword was Caliburn Arthur Draker’s personal weapon.

Originally descendants of the Draker family would usually choose their own weapons from the family’s treasury which was filled with precious weapons.

The Red Dragon Sword that Abel was holding was also a weapon of that type.

However Arthur Draker’s Caliburn was not a sword from Draker’s report but a sword he obtained from a dungeon he entered when he was young.

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It has not been revealed exactly what function Caliburn had as a weapon.

It was because Arthur Draker was so strong that he didn’t have a chance to properly demonstrate the sword’s abilities.

Arthur looked at Caliburn and said.

“When I die this sword will be placed here in my stead. Just like any other head of the clan.”

Then he frowned and opened his mouth.

“But there is one head of the family who has not placed a sword here.”

He said looking at Zeke.

“Terracan Draker the great dragon slayer’s sword has not entered this place.”

It was very strange that Terrakan the most famous legendary figure among the Drakers and the creator of the dragon-slaying method that Drakers use today did not have his sword here.

Zik remembered what the King had said at the ruins.

‘Zahhak. It was the sword of Terracan.’

The sword that destroyed the body of Bahamut his lover and soulmate.

The black sword was surprisingly held in the hands of the fallen Abel carrying an evil aura.

Zeke was guessing that Zahhak the sword of Terracan had become a demonic sword by being tainted with demonic energy while destroying Bahamut which held the power of the Demon King.

It was entirely possible to make such an assumption as the Heart of Bahamut that he had first discovered was also tainted by a very powerful curse.

Zeke pretended not to know and asked Arthur.

“Why isn’t Terracan Draker’s sword here?”

Arthur hesitated for a moment at those words and then slowly opened his mouth.

“I will tell you Zeke the secret of the Draker family. You must never reveal it to anyone.”

Arthur said with a stern expression as Zeke nodded.

“Terracan Draker was not a true blood relative of the Draker family known as the Absolute Swords.”

Zeke looked puzzled at Arthur’s words.

It was Zeke who saw Terracan’s past through the Holy Grail.

Although he seemed to have been cast out of the family he was still a Draker at heart.

But he also did not know why Terrakan was persecuted and driven out by the Draker family.

Arthur continued looking at Zeke.

“Terracan Draker was a bastard of low blood.”

Only then did Zeke understand why Draker had tried to erase Terrakan’s past and at the same time he laughed at their narrow-mindedness.

‘Anyway that damned bloodline. Anyway as a Draker who values ​​bloodlines he probably didn’t want to reveal that Terrakan known as the founder was an illegitimate child.’

Zeek who had hidden his true feelings said with a shocked expression on his face at Arthur’s words.

“Then are we the descendants of Terracan not true Drakers?”

Arthur shook his head at those words.

“No. We are clearly descendants of the true Draker blood. The proud bloodline of the Absolute Sword Family.”

Arthur said placing a hand on Zeke’s shoulder.

“However the world calls us the descendants of the Dragon Slayer and recognizes Terrakan Draker as the progenitor of the family. Terrakan Draker’s achievements are certainly great but… the blood of a lowly bastard cannot represent the Drakers.”

A terribly arrogant bloodline ideology.

That arrogance distorted the history of the liberation war and also hid the true identity of Terracan.

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Arthur looked Zeke in the eye and said.

“Zeke the reason I’m telling you this is because I think you’re the one qualified to keep Draker’s secret and maintain it.”

Zeke felt unfamiliar with Arthur’s confidence as he spoke to him.

He opened his mouth again looking at Zeke.

“I tell you once again what you have heard from me today is Draker’s most important secret that must never be leaked. Make a promise to me Zeke. This secret must be kept to yourself until you die. Do you understand?”

Zeke nodded to Arthur’s words.

A father who shares the secret stories of his ancestors in the most secret space of the family.

He felt something through Arthur’s actions.

‘You want to make me your successor instead of Sister Carly?’

It was unclear whether Arthur had really brought Kalina Abel here as he had said.

But aside from all that Arthur seemed genuinely interested in making Zeke his successor.

Zeke thought for a moment and then looked at Arthur.

“Do you think Your Majesty will appoint me as your successor instead of Sister Kali?”

He didn’t beat around the bush and went straight to Arthur to ask him what his intentions were.

Arthur smiled and asked his youngest son a question directly about the potentially sensitive issue of succession.

“Rather I would like to ask. Can you become the successor surpassing Zik Kali?”

Zik clenched his fist for a moment.

When I fought Abel I didn’t really feel like I was fighting my own flesh and blood.

Perhaps he had seen the many evil deeds Abel had committed as a knight of slaughter in his past life and so he had no qualms about killing him.

But unlike Abel Kali had never had any particular connections in her past life.

He neither protected nor persecuted Zigg who had been banished from his family.

I just stood by and watched.

And in this life Carly was Zeke’s steadfast ally.

His original plan was to use her as the head of the household to root out the rotten parts of the Draker family then grow his power behind her and completely swallow up the family.

But Zeke realized one thing.

‘We can’t control the Draker family with Sister Kali at the forefront.’

The Drake family still harbored many secrets.

Zeke decided to change his plans.

He looked at Arthur and said.

“If I have to I will.”

It was a cold voice devoid of emotion.

Arthur smiled again after hearing Zeke’s answer.

“Yes the Draker bloodline should never hesitate. If you think they are your enemy you must trample them down thoroughly and trample them again until they are completely crushed so that they never rise again. That way there will be no aftereffects.”

Arthur Draker’s methods were brutal but effective.

In his previous life when he was a hitman Zeke’s methods were not much different from Arthur Draker’s.

He dealt with the enemy thoroughly and moved more ruthlessly than anyone else.

This life had taken a new direction as a knight but the ruthlessness of his days as a hitman still remained in his heart.

Arthur said to Zeke.

“Zeke I will give you the rank of Guardian Knight.”

He continued looking into Zeke’s eyes.

“Do you still think that you will refuse that position?”

At his words Zeke hesitated for a moment and then shook his head.

“No. I will receive the Guardian Knight award. And I will wait for Sister Kali’s reaction.”

Arthur smiled with satisfaction at Zeke’s answer that he would wait for Carly’s reaction after becoming the true successor candidate and respond accordingly.

“Good. You and Kali are both my children who have grown up well. No matter what choice either of you makes I am ready to gladly accept it. If the time comes for the two of you to fight each other….”

Arthur grabbed Zeke’s shoulder and whispered softly in his ear.

“Just do it like you did when you hit Abel.”

For a moment Zeke felt goosebumps at Arthur’s words.

‘Did you know everything?’

Arthur knew that Zeke had killed Abel in the Join Ghetto and that he had risen to the level of the Black Knight.

When he said that he would step down from the Guardian Knight position because it was vacant due to Abel he meant that since Zeke had fought fairly and taken Abel’s place he would be treated accordingly.

Zeke clenched his teeth.

‘Arthur Draker cannot let his guard down either.’

He suppressed his emotions as much as possible and bowed his head towards Arthur.

“I will do my best to live up to your expectations my lord.”

Arthur smiled with satisfaction as he watched his youngest son grow up just as he had hoped.

* * *

After finishing his conversation with Arthur Zeke left the Four Seasons Castle and returned to Atlas’ quarters.

Conversations with Arthur Draker always brought more exhaustion than fierce combat.

Even though Zigg had infinite stamina a healing factor and an immortal constitution he had a hard time enduring the overwhelming fatigue.

Eventually he closed his eyes on the returning carriage and fell asleep.

But then suddenly Zeke came to his senses with a strange feeling and realized that he had woken up somewhere other than the carriage.

‘Here?’

A bamboo forest filled with a cool scent all around.

Zeke noticed that it was the realm of Mount Ouroboros where the story’s hermit resided.

As he got up from his seat a hermit’s story emerged from inside the house.

“Huh? Oh my I finally got connected.”

The hermit looked at Zig with a tired expression.

“What’s with your body structure that makes you not sleep?”

Zeke scratched his head in embarrassment as he watched the hermit’s story unfold.

“I’ve been a bit busy lately due to various things going on.”

At those words the hermit clicked his tongue.

“Anyway. Anyway it went well. I called you after a long time because I had something to tell you.”

The hermit sitting next to Zeke waved his fan and spoke.

“I heard you met our kids a while ago?”

Zeke nodded.

“Yes I met Adnan and Bodmir in the Zouin ghetto.”

At those words the storyteller looked at Zeke with a curious expression.

“Well the more I know about him the more curious he becomes. People usually don’t get along with Highlanders. Why don’t you come here yourself? To this extent it’s clear that your karma is leading you to make a Highlander oath but I don’t like that either.”

Zik felt a pang in his heart when he heard the hermit’s words.

Originally you should have met Nigel in the Forest of the Forgotten and made the Highlander’s Oath.

But in this life I deliberately postponed meeting Master Nigel as much as possible in order to reject the Highlander’s oath.

Still seeing him continue to tangle with the Highlanders it seemed like there was something there just as he said.

‘As the hermit said is it possible that the Highlander and I are fatefully connected?’

Zeke thought for a moment then changed the subject before the hermit could bring up the Highlander’s Oath again.

“What do you have to say to me?”

At Zig’s words the hermit suddenly came to his senses and said.

“Oh it’s nothing else. The Join tribe ghetto is like that and so is the Holy Kingdom this time. Something seems strange so I’ve called together the High Table for the first time in a while.”

The High Tables were reluctant to leave their seats because they were responsible for blocking the evil spirits in their respective areas.

The fact that such high tables were called together meant that the leader of the high table had called them together.

Even Zeke who was a member of the Highlanders did not know who the leader of the High Table which led the Highlanders was.

The story’s hermit looked at Zig and brought up the main topic.

“Our leader wants to see you?”