I Became the Genius Bastard of a Noble Dark Clan – 16
by Jessie@AFNCCChapter 16
Episode 16
Chris said in a calm tone.
“I say it again. I intend to subdue the Dark Maga under my feet.”
“!!”
Count Kazar was taken aback by the unexpected story.
“Th, what is that….”
“You still don’t understand. It doesn’t seem like a difficult story. I, Christian, said that I would become the master of the Dark Maga.”
Count Khazar looked at him with tearing eyes.
‘You’re so amazing. You’ll faint when you hear my real goal.’
Obtaining the Dark Maga was only the primary goal.
His true goal is the pinnacle of the magical world.
You become the Demon King.
‘You must become a high-ranking Demon King. That way, you can prevent a great war from breaking out.’
There is more than just one Demon King in the Magic Empire.
There were several demon lords, with the number one demon lord, Ma-Hwang, at the top.
For reference, the ‘Blood King’ who caused the great chaos was the 4th ranked Demon King.
So Chris had to become the highest ranking Demon King, at least 3rd in the hierarchy.
‘If you get to that point, you’ll be able to enjoy a life of wealth and honor.’
At that moment, Count Kazar slowly opened his mouth.
“Do you think it’s possible for you to become the master of the Dark Maga? We are collateral.”
“I understand that even collateral branches can be recognized as successors if they have the ability.”
“That’s just a rule in name. And above all, aren’t you the most backward among your peers?”
I now know that my son has changed.
But the years of debauchery that passed do not disappear.
While Christian was wasting his time like crazy, the other young pillars of the main house were flying high.
The one flying the highest among them was Ashed.
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“If you fall behind, you can catch up in the future. Let me ask you something. Why do you think Ashed cursed me, Father?”
“…….”
Count Kazar was silent for a moment.
It is certainly questionable.
Ashed is a noble being that cannot be compared to Christian, so why bother?
“…I don’t know exactly. But I have one guess. It’s because of your talent.”
“Yes, that’s right.”
Chris nodded.
“I guess he was jealous of me because I had more talent than him.”
Originally, Ashed was praised as having the greatest talent among the next generation of Dark Magic bloodlines.
Even before Christian was born.
The title of greatest genius was passed on to Christian.
It was clear that he was jealous of it and wanted to ruin it.
‘When I think about it, he’s really absurd. Why would he do something like this for such a small reason? And with the age difference between us?’
Ashed was in his mid-twenties. He committed this act out of jealousy towards his cousin, who was nearly ten years younger than him.
Anyway, Christian was called a genius until he broke down.
And the person who resided in Christian’s body had an outstanding talent that could not be compared to Christian, who was called a genius.
“I am superior to them. Overwhelmingly.”
I have never met the Dark Magi directly and compared them, but it must be true.
Because during the great war that would occur later, there was no one among the Dark Maga who could compare to his talent.
No, there was no one in the entire Magic Empire.
It wasn’t for nothing that the warrior said that if Chris had learned swordsmanship or magic, the outcome of the war would have been different.
“Even though I am behind now, I will eventually stand at the top. And I will be incomparably higher. They will not dare to look at me properly.”
Young heirs were not his goal. To be honest, he didn’t even consider them.
Standing at the top of the Magic Empire.
Because that was his goal.
Count Kazar groaned at Chris’s arrogant story.
‘earthly.’
It’s a ridiculous and impossible story.
But what is that unwavering gaze?
It is not an expression of will to definitely achieve it.
It was a look in her eyes that seemed to assume that would just happen.
‘Should I consider that confidence, or should I view it as a delusion that lacks rational judgment?’
Of course, it goes without saying that it is a delusion.
Because it’s such an absurdly ridiculous story.
But is it because he is a father?
Or maybe it was because Christian’s eyes were so firm?
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Maybe it was because of Christian’s recent surprising performances.
The thought that Christian’s remark might not be just a vain delusion crossed Count Cazar’s mind.
“In that sense, I have one thing to ask of you, Father.”
“ask?”
“Yes. Do you remember when I said I would ask you one favor if I got out of the rut?”
Chris said.
“Please use your father’s authority to recommend me to participate in the Seongheuksik (聖黑式) of my family in two months.”
“!!”
Count Kazar looked puzzled.
“You mean the black food? But that’s it?”
Seongheuksik.
It was a ceremony where the bloodlines of the Dark Maga received the blessing of their unique power, ‘Dark Magic’.
However, they did not just quietly receive blessings, and those who participated in the ceremony had to compete with each other, and according to the strict principle of the survival of the fittest, they received greater blessings.
The better you are than your competitors, the greater the blessings you will receive, but if you fall behind, you will not receive any blessings.
‘Also, it is the most important event in selecting a Confucius.’
Chris thought to himself.
Confucius.
A title referring to the candidates for succession to the Magical Family.
Only by standing out during this blessing ceremony can one obtain the title of ‘Confucius’.
“I also inherit the blood of the Dark Maga, so shouldn’t I be eligible to participate?”
“Of course, if you look at the bloodline, that’s true. But don’t you know?”
Count Khazar shook his head.
“To participate in the Holy Black Ceremony, you must have achieved 2 stars of magic.”
That’s because learning dark magic is possible starting from level 2.
So, the Seongheuksik is held once every three years, and each time, the young blood relatives of the direct and collateral line who have reached the second star participate.
“It is impossible for you, who has just reached 1st star, to challenge this Black Ceremony. You will inevitably participate in the Black Ceremony after 3 years.”
That was a natural thought.
The time it takes to go from 1 star to 2 star is really fast, 3 years at the most, and usually it takes more than 5 years.
If you don’t have talent, it may take much longer.
The Dark Maga bloodline was all born with outstanding talents, and many of them reached the rank of 2nd star by the age of fifteen.
“I can’t wait until three years later.”
“But isn’t it inevitable?”
“No, there is a way. I just need to reach the level of 2-star within the remaining two months.”
“!!”
Count Kazar opened his eyes wide.
“What nonsense?”
You’re going to get to 2 stars in two months?
I’ve heard countless absurd things from my son, but none of them were as ridiculous as this.
“Even Lord Noh Ga-ju, who was considered one of the greatest geniuses in Dark Magic history, is said to have taken more than a year and a half to reach the level of 2-star. And you want to become 2-star in two months? Even ridiculous stories need to be told in moderation.”
Count Khazar frowned and said.
Chris understood Count Kazar’s reaction.
‘Even the warrior who is the best genius on the side of the Light faction said that it took him over a year to reach 2nd star.’
It is said that it took exactly a little over a year, and that the surrounding area was turned upside down by the incredible speed.
So, it’s true that getting to 2 stars in two months is ridiculous.
Chris chuckled.
“Would you like to watch me do it for a moment?”
Chris pulled out his sword.
“What are you trying to do?”
“Please take a look at what I have to show you. It’s called Mud Sword Technique.”
“…Haven’t you ever learned the mud sword technique?”
Mud swordsmanship is the swordsmanship of the Black Swamp Knights. Count Kazar did not reveal any of the secret techniques of the Black Swamp Knights to Christian, who had become a bastard.
“I just took a look at it at the training ground. I think I have a rough idea of how it will unfold.”
“What? What nonsense?”
Count Kazar made a bewildered face.
“You’ll know when you see it, so just look.”
“…okay.”
Count Kazar nodded.
Christian took up his stance and began performing his mud sword technique.
And Count Kazar’s eyes began to grow bigger as he saw the sword technique.
An unbelievable, impossible sight began to unfold in Christian’s hands.
* ? ?* ? ?*
‘It’s simple, just follow these basic swordsmanship techniques.’
As can be seen in the case of Merlin, the Black Swamp Knights are an order of knights of the magicians.
A group of knights who use both swordsmanship and black magic.
This applies not only to the Black Swamp Knights, but to the entire Dark Maga.
Then one question.
Why is the Black Swamp Knights called the Black Swamp Knights?
This is because the long-term goal is to weaken and subdue the opponent through cursed black magic, as if drowning them in a swamp.
Therefore, the swordsmanship used was mostly used to restrain or weaken the opponent rather than to show brute force.
Mud swordsmanship is a swordsmanship technique that specializes in restraint.
Once you know the essence of swordsmanship, it becomes much easier to follow.
Pfft!
The first form, Soil Sprinkling, unfolds in Chris’ hands.
It was perfect.
Not only the silk, the swing of the sword, but also the movements of the arms, the posture of the body, the movement of the feet, and even the flow of magical energy.
It wasn’t just one meal.
2nd and 3rd degree.
A movement that was absolutely perfect was performed.
‘Uh, how?’
He could recognize him because he was Count Khazar, who had mastered the mud sword technique to perfection.
How accurate is the mud sword technique that Chris is using now?
‘Did Vice-Captain Merlin teach you separately? No, that’s impossible given her personality.’
Even if that were true, it would be absurd.
Has it only been a few days since Christian got out of the shack?
Even if you were taught 24 hours a day, it would be impossible to demonstrate that level of skill.
Chris chuckled to himself as he watched Count Kazar’s astonishment.
‘Well, with just this much. It’s not that difficult.’
It’s just basic swordsmanship.
Just follow what you see.
It would have been an outrageous story for the Knights who had spent years sweating and shedding blood to properly master the Mud Sword, but for Chris, it was too simple.
So Chris decided to surprise Count Kazar a little more.
‘It would be too bland if I just ended up following along.’
Chris, who had just finished demonstrating his mud sword technique, moved his body again.
And Count Kazar’s eyes grew even wider as he saw Chris’ new mud sword technique.
‘Different? But?’
The first move Chris used was a 1-style attack that restrained the opponent’s lower body and tied up the opponent’s feet.
Just a little different.
Faintly.
So much so that even someone who is not skilled in mud swordsmanship would not be able to tell.
The path the sword extended along was the same.
But the posture of the legs.
The twist of the upper body has changed.
And because of that, the sword’s movements became lighter and faster.
In line with the essence of the mud sword technique of restraining the opponent.
It was a subtle difference, but it was a change that made a big difference in real life.
It wasn’t just about cutting silk and dirt.
2nd and 3rd degree.
Chris made some changes.
So that it can be deployed more efficiently without breaking the framework of the mud sword technique.
“…….”
Finally, the demonstration ended.
Count Kazar remained silent and had a blank expression.
“How is it?”
“You… You….”
Chris chuckled at the look of astonishment on Count Kazar’s face.
“Please contact my family. I will attend the funeral in two months.”
A voice so calm that it’s almost annoying.
“Two months will be enough for me to reach the level of two stars.”
In fact, it didn’t even take two months.
For reference, in the past, it took Chris, who was in the Light faction, a month and a half to reach 2nd star.
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