I Became the Genius Bastard of a Noble Dark Clan – 117

Chapter 117

Episode 117

I don’t know exactly when Sherard made his pact with the devil, but it must have been soon.

If he gains the trait of a food demon, he will become a monster incomparable to what he is now.

‘Maybe now is the chance.’

Chris narrowed his eyes.

It was impossible to defeat Sherard in a head-on confrontation.

It was impossible to do so in the short term.

But here at the border?

‘In the border, countless variables can be created.’

As it turned out, Chris had something prepared.

Just in case, prepare for the assassination of Marquis Langham who may come.

But it was an unusable method for Sherard.

‘If you put in the effort, it might be possible.’

While I was thinking about a method, Sherard said as if he was in trouble.

“You don’t look so good. I understand. I’m upset too. I don’t want to kill you so quickly. But I’m scared of you too.”

“…….”

“Don’t you know how horrible my father, Marquis Langham, is?”

Chris listened to Sherrard in silence.

Sherard began to laugh heartily, as if madness was beginning to take hold of him.

“Grandpa has no idea what Dad is doing behind his back. I’m crazy, but Dad is even crazier.”

“…….”

“No matter how much of a country I am, it’s hard to ignore my father’s orders. I plan to kill my father with my own hands someday, but it’s too much for now. Please understand.”

They’re talking about killing Chris now.

But Chris was still and then suddenly said:

“Do you really have to kill me right now?”

“Huh? I told you. I said there’s nothing I can do.”

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“There’s still a month left until the spot leading to Dark Maga opens again?”

“??”

Sherard tilted his head.

“You want me to kill you in a month instead of now? What’s the point of that? Do you want to live a little longer like an insect? If that’s the case, I’m disappointed. Or should I cut off all your limbs and keep you alive for a month before killing you?”

“No, that’s not what I meant.”

Chris shook his head and said coldly.

“In a month, I will be able to kill you.”

“!!”

Sherard’s eyes grew wide, and a sincere smile appeared on his lips.

“That’s an interesting story. But you know it’s impossible for someone of your level, right?”

“Why do you think it’s impossible?”

Chris chuckled.

on purpose.

It makes me feel arrogant.

“You must know that I’m a genius, right? For a genius like me, a month is a very long period of time during which anything can happen.”

“…….”

“If you’re afraid of fighting me when I grow up in a month, you can kill me now.”

Sherard remained silent for a moment, then burst into laughter.

It was a laugh laced with madness.

Sherard’s bloodshot eyes flashed brightly.

“Ah. As expected, it’s a shame to kill you now. An interesting opponent like you should be allowed to mature as much as possible before killing you.”

“…….”

“Anyway, fine. I’ll kill you like you said a month later. For a month, work hard and make me as happy as possible.”

Sherard raised the corners of his mouth.

“I’ll be waiting for you.”

That’s the last thing I’ll say.

Pfft!

Sherard disappeared with a single drop of blood.

Moved to hematoma surgery.

‘You’ll be watching me from nearby.’

Chris sighed softly.

‘Anyway, it turned out well.’

In fact, even after a month, it is impossible to confront Sherard head-on.

But it didn’t matter.

Because you don’t have to insist on fair and square methods to catch a mad dog.

‘A month is enough time to prepare to catch a mad dog.’

Chris’s eyes softened.

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For one month as promised.

He will be ready to cut off Sherard’s neck.

However, there was a prerequisite for that.

‘You have to lay the foundation of your will perfectly.’

The solution Chris was thinking of was impossible to attempt unless the foundation of will was complete.

In the end, nothing changed.

‘Let’s become stronger.’

Chris pulled out his sword.

like that.

One day, two days.

Time passed in an instant.

* ? ?* ? ?*

How many times have I been on the brink of death?

I fought until I fell, then fought again, and so on.

My physical condition is at its worst due to continuous exhaustion.

If it weren’t for the holy relic I received from Ruina, I would have lost my life long ago.

Cloak of Nine Deaths.

When the wearer’s condition worsens to the point of being in a state of lyricism, it exerts a silver screen effect, hiding the wearer from the presence of demons.

Thanks to this, Chris was able to barely survive every time he was on the verge of death.

‘Oh, shit. This is really not my style. How did I end up in such a mess?’

Chris frowned and brought his hand to his injured stomach.

Pfft!

A bright light extended from his hand and healed the wound.

Another reason Chris has been able to survive until now is his medical skills.

Chris has been learning the secret middle level of the medical technique he received from Duke Huam of the Extreme Poison Maga family, and is now able to use healing techniques that are comparable to those of the official saints of the medical magic family.

“Wow, that’s amazing.”

At that moment, Sherard’s voice was suddenly heard.

“How on earth can one use the power of light?”

“…….”

Chris’s eyes sank.

Given the circumstances, the secret has been revealed.

Well, it doesn’t matter anyway.

‘Because he’s not the kind of guy to tell my secrets to anyone.’

Sherard is a madman who is only interested in killing his opponents with his own hands.

So, I won’t do anything that would embarrass Chris by revealing his secret.

Above all else.

‘One of us is going to die here anyway.’

Of course, the one who dies will be Sherard.

However, there was a catch.

‘It’s been harder than I thought to lay the foundation for my determination. It’s been almost a month already. It feels like I’m going to get it, but I can’t.’

It’s sluggish.

It was an expression that would be shocking to others if they heard it.

It hasn’t even been a month since Chris came here.

In that short period of time, Chris has made remarkable progress.

In terms of mine, it went from being a 4-star to a 4-star medium.

It’s like roasting beans in a lightning strike and your level has gone up a level.

Even more astonishing is his achievement as a saint.

We have reached the end of the 5-star lower level.

I came across a wall among the five stars.

It was a huge undertaking.

As I’ve said many times, the gap between the upper, middle, and lower classes gets bigger as you go up in level.

This is where it really gets going, starting with the 5-star Elder class.

It is much more difficult to achieve the upper, middle, and lower levels compared to the previous stages, but it is surprising that the wall of the middle and ‘middle level’ has been reached at such a fast pace.

Crazy speeds possible because it’s Chris.

But I wasn’t satisfied.

‘It’s not just about quickly raising your level that’s important.’

To be honest.

Chris was not satisfied with the achievements he had made.

It’s not a matter of speed.

It was a question of ‘quality’.

‘My Auror Blade isn’t perfect.’

It wasn’t that there was a defect.

Because Chris’s Auror Blade was comparable to that of any Elder Knight in the Alliance.

But it really stands out.

For example, the recently popular ‘Knight of Salvation’ and ‘Knight of Nirvana’.

Compared to the Aura Blades of those who later grew into top-class knights, they were inferior.

It was because of the will that was held.

‘I should have first established the perfect foundation of will before obtaining the Auror Blade.’

Chris’s rise to the rank of Union 5-star happened by accident.

While researching how to infuse the Black Sword with will, he accidentally manifested the Aura Blade.

As a result, I am in a state where I cannot express my perfect will.

Fortunately, it’s not too late.

As a knight or as a mine.

‘We must lay the foundation for a perfect will even now.’

Important step,

Establishing a perfect will was not limited to simply strengthening the power of the spirit.

Will was the basis for the subsequent influence on ideas, movements, realms, and transcendence.

Depending on what kind of determination you make here, your future growth will be completely different.

‘You must establish a will that will never be broken and that can take down any opponent.’

The problem is that it is hard to catch.

It felt like only vague clues were going back and forth before my eyes.

At that moment, Sherard came over, snorting.

“Isn’t this a bit too reckless?”

“what?”

“What you’re trying to do now is to hone your will, right? But will isn’t something you can hone artificially, right?”

Sherard tilted his head as if he couldn’t understand.

“I’ve never seen anyone worry about the next step before even climbing the wall like you have.”

That was right.

No one, like Chris, worries about the distant future and tries to lay the foundation for his will.

Usually, it is common to overcome the wall as soon as possible and then hone your will later.

“That’s a common story.”

“!!”

“A genius like me is different.”

The reason why others only care about getting over the wall is because getting over the wall itself is a difficult task.

Chris was different.

For him, getting over the wall is not difficult at all.

‘More than anything, I have a reason to achieve each and every step perfectly.’

In fact, if you just let things flow as they are, Chris will become stronger.

You will easily reach at least 9 stars.

And he does it faster and better than anyone else.

But that wasn’t enough.

‘Even if you become a 9-star, you’ll just be a Demon King-level Mine.’

To deal with the enemies he will face in the future.

So, to prevent the coming destruction, the power of the Demon King alone was not enough.

Overwhelming.

You must rise to the top of the Magic Empire and have the power to put everyone under your feet.

This was the reason why Chris built his own realm by carefully planning out the future process from the very beginning.

Of course, it won’t be an easy path.

‘You can do it. Enough.’

“Anyway, stop making faces. I don’t want to see your face anymore.”

“Hmm. That’s too bad. But I was worried, so I came to help you.”

Sherard shrugged.

It’s not an empty promise, right now Sherard is playing a role in preventing the demons from rushing towards Christian.

The demons, oppressed by Sherard’s momentum, could be seen glancing from afar, waiting for an opportunity.

I did receive some help, but I wasn’t grateful at all.

‘You have to kill me, but you helped me because you were worried that I would be destroyed by the demons.’

He was a terrible guy.

“It’s disgusting, get out.”

“Ha ha. Okay, okay. I’ll be going now.”

Sherard turned his back and glanced at me.

“Try a little harder. If you keep doing this, it’ll be hard to meet my expectations.”

“!!”

Pfft!

Sherard’s body disappeared along with drops of blood, and demons began to growl and approach in Sherard’s empty space.

Chris looked down at the demons with his eyes lowered.

‘As Sherard said, this can’t go on.’