I Became the Genius Bastard of a Noble Dark Clan – 115

Chapter 115

Episode 115

After all, the realm that Nordian had shown was like a milestone for him to move forward.

A will that surpasses will.

A power like authority.

This was the goal that Chris had to work towards in order to advance to 5-star status.

Chris bowed his head again, unable to hide his gratitude.

“I am truly grateful for your teachings, Master. I will never forget this favor.”

[… … .]

Meanwhile, Nordian, who had no such intention, could not find anything to say and could only keep his mouth shut.

[… Let’s stop talking and wrap this up.]

Paat.

Magic rose from the scabbard held by the Norse.

It was the manifestation of the two-star realm magic.

It was a basic technique used by ordinary mines, worse than the Black Sword, but who would dare to ignore it?

[I will cut you down with this sword.]

“!!”

[If you can stop it, I will acknowledge your victory.]

A firm declaration.

As the Norseman says, it will come true.

The moment Christian holds his sword with a nervous face.

Pfft!

The Norse’s body disappeared.

And then the Nordian appeared right in front of Christian.

[Take this. It will be a sword technique you are familiar with.]

The Norseman’s sword was drawn downwards.

It was the swordsmanship of the Counts of Khazar, which was absurd.

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It’s not even a bloodline, it’s a basic mud sword technique used by ordinary minions.

However, it was not like I used my power or put my will into it like before.

It was the basic prototype of the mud sword technique.

But still.

‘It’s dangerous. Much more so than the previous attacks.’

Chris gritted his teeth.

The blow that Nordian just lightly unleashed was much more lethal than the sword that Count Kazar had unleashed with all his might while carrying the Black Sword.

‘We have to find a way.’

It couldn’t be stopped or avoided.

But Christian didn’t give up.

As is always the case with Norse teachings, there will be an answer this time too.

‘There will be hints in the demonstrations I showed you earlier.’

Moment.

Images of the Norsemen came to mind.

A miracle that elevates one’s will to a higher level of power and intervenes in the phenomenal world by containing the status of existence.

Chris is a method that cannot be followed.

but.

– Chris, how can we transcend the level of existence?

I remembered a conversation I had with the warrior Evan in the past.

Chris was not trained in swordsmanship or magic, but he had an unparalleled genius for wielding his wits, and whenever the group of warriors were stuck, he would offer them amazing advice.

It was actually ridiculous.

Chris, you don’t even know what level of achievement they’ve reached, so how can you give them advice?

It was like a blind man guiding a blind person.

‘I could do it.’

Chris had the insight to see into the root of everything in the world, and he could intuitively sense what kind of wall they were facing and give them appropriate advice for the situation.

– Transcending the level of existence?

– Yeah, I guess I’ll have to get over this wall to reach the 9th level of Transcendence.

Evan, the last hope of the Light faction, was suffering from tremendous pressure as he was unable to overcome the wall of the Nine Stars at the time.

Chris answered nonchalantly.

– If you want to pass, you have to empty it first.

– …what?

– Do you think you can overcome the weight of carrying so much on your shoulders?

I don’t know what this advice taught Evan.

But it definitely helped.

Because Evan will soon reach the 9th level of transcendence.

Anyway, why is that?

What came to mind at that time?

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‘What I need now is no different!’

Chris manifested a black sword on his sword.

The black sword imbued with Chris’s will has power incomparable to that of an ordinary black sword.

But it wasn’t enough.

It was clear that the moment it touched the sword strike that the Norse had unleashed, it would be torn to pieces.

‘I have to make this will stronger. So that I can endure it.’

I don’t know how the Norse elevated their will to a power that transcended limitations.

There is no need to follow the same pattern.

The way to reach the truth is through the branches of all things.

Chris strengthened the will of the Black Sword in his own way.

First, I emptied the will contained in the black sword.

How to fill what is empty.

Another will was put in its place.

It was an overlap of wills.

It happened in an instant, several times.

Chris felt that his will in the black sword had changed from before.

To be exact, I felt like I was moving up a level.

Pfft!!

Chris’s black sword shook.

It collapses, unable to withstand the will of a capacity that surpasses the durability of the Black Sword.

To fully embody this will, a black inkstone will be needed.

But it was okay.

‘Once. Just one time. If you can endure it, that’ll do.’

The black sword, on the verge of collapse, clashed with the Nordian sword, containing overlapping wills.

[!!]

Kwaaaaang!!!!!

The swords simply clashed, but a loud noise like an explosion rang out.

The underground training ground shook as if an earthquake had occurred.

The results were disastrous.

“Ugh!”

“Christian!”

Chris was thrown backwards awkwardly, spitting up blood.

The sword he was holding was shattered into pieces.

“…My lord, it was excessive.”

Marian scolded.

But the Norse reacted unexpectedly.

He said this with a stiff face.

[You said it was too much? Look at this.]

The Norseman showed the scabbard he was holding.

“!!”

The scabbard was dented.

Chris’s black sword pierced through Nordian’s magic!

Unbelievable.

That’s not all.

“…I won, right?”

Chris chuckled, spitting out blood.

A cheeky smile.

But the Norseman had no answer.

just now.

Nordian raised his magic beyond the level of two stars, contrary to what he had promised.

He used a whopping 4-star magical energy to prevent the scabbard from being cut.

Since he broke the conditions he had set for himself, it was as good as losing.

But Christian said something unexpected.

“Look at the sleeves.”

[!!]

The Norse opened his eyes wide.

The sleeve ends were faintly split!

‘when?’

This is ridiculous.

How can you do something like this while avoiding the Norse senses?

Chris said, wiping the blood away.

“Thanks to the teachings of the master.”

[…because of my teachings?]

“Yes, didn’t you teach me today to aim for a will that surpasses will?”

[… … .]

Nord, who had never given such a teaching, listened to Christian’s incomprehensible nonsense(?) in silence.

“I added the will to the Black Sword transformation to give it the will to ‘hide.’”

[… You said you had the will to hide? Are you saying you used a different kind of will?]

Not only Nordian, but also Marian, Count Kajar, and Simon looked surprised.

Dealing with different types of will, that is, ‘transforming’ will, was a prerequisite for reaching the sixth level of ‘idea’.

A realm that is possible for those who are looking at the 6 stars.

And Chris, who is only 4 years old, did it?

“Yes, I tried it because I felt like it would work while trying to strengthen my will, and fortunately, I succeeded. However, since it was something I did unconsciously and by chance, I don’t think I’ll be able to do it again.”

Those who heard Christian’s words were silent.

I just tried it and it worked.

‘…crazy.’

It was the word that came to everyone’s mind.

Chris naturally lowered his head, seemingly unaware of the shock.

“It is all thanks to the teachings of the Master. From now on, I will not forget the teachings of the Master today and will work hard toward my goal.”

The Norse let out a hollow laugh.

‘I knew he was a genius.’

Nordian recalled a thought he had had before.

His grandson wasn’t just a genius.

It was an incomprehensible monster.

‘…Maybe, if it’s really this child, I can achieve my long-cherished wish.’

Norse’s long-cherished wish.

That was the reason why he extended his life by performing the secret art of reversing the flow of time.

For a moment, an unbearable sense of anticipation welled up in me, but I forced myself to suppress it.

‘… I’m not sure yet. Above all, there’s not enough time.’

The Norse didn’t have much time left.

Actually, he should have died a long time ago, but he’s holding on by force.

Will this child be able to grow enough to achieve his dreams in such a short period of time?

I don’t know.

But one thing is certain, no one else can do it but this child.

[You win the bet. I will lift the ban. But there is a condition.]

“What is it?”

[You must come back alive. Do you understand?]

Marian and Count Kazar looked slightly surprised.

It’s the first time I’ve heard a Norseman express such concern to someone.

That’s not all.

‘Father’s eyes.’

The look in Nordic’s eyes towards Christian was different than before.

Before, there was only cold, cold coolness.

Even though I knew Christian was great, I evaluated and examined him endlessly.

But now it was different.

It was a look that completely recognized Christian.

“Yes, don’t worry, I’ll come back fine.”

[Don’t worry. Don’t be so cocky.]

The Norse was struck.

[What other favor do you have? Didn’t you say you’d ask for one more favor if you won the bet?]

“…….”

[I’ll tell you in advance, if it’s a request that requires me to get involved in family affairs as the head of the household, I can’t do it.]

It’s difficult to do things like acknowledge Chris as the Archduke.

‘It would be possible to ask for something like a family treasure.’

Chris told a story that no one expected.

“Please continue to teach me.”

[Hmm?]

The Norse looked puzzled.

[Didn’t you refuse first?]

“This is a story about after this month has passed. Even if it’s not this opportunity, there will be plenty of time in the future.”

Chris said.

“I believe that the teachings of the whole family are better than those of anyone else.”

… Although Merian and Count Kajar, who knew how bad the Norse teachings were, looked at each other in amazement, Christian’s words were filled with sincerity.

Chris was greatly impressed by Nordian’s teachings, both last time and this time.

[Click, click, if that’s what you want. Fine. From now on, come to this training ground once a week, avoiding other people’s eyes.]

“Instead of this secret training ground, why don’t we go to the lord’s annex?”

[…what?]

For a moment, everyone stopped.

I realized Christian’s intentions.

“What I wish for is not to receive unofficial teachings like I am now, but to become a formal disciple of the master.”

[!!]

The Norseman spoke in a heavy tone.

[Do you know what that means?]

“Yes, I know.”

Chris nodded.

“I am the only blood relative who has been acknowledged by the lord.”

If you become a disciple of Norse, your family will be in an uproar.

Because Nordian has never taken any of his blood relatives as his disciples.

Since he has already received the approval of the head of the household, he will be able to get very close to the position of the Grand Duke.

It was a way to ride on the Norse’s prestige without the Norse stepping forward as the head of the household.

[How clever.]

“I will take that as a compliment.”

[What if I don’t do you a favor?]

“If you refuse, then there is nothing I can do. However, I believe that there is no one more suitable to be your disciple than me.”

Chris chuckled.

“As you know, my lord, compared to me, all other bloodlines are just like fools.”