I Became the Genius Bastard of a Noble Dark Clan – 175

Chapter 175

Episode 175

Idrine asked as if confirming.

“Anyway, are you saying that I should pick a fight with Prince Philip?”

“Yeah, you can make up any excuse you want. If you wait, he’ll probably try to do something, so then you can find a fault with him….”

Indeed, it was then.

There was a loud noise.

Crack!

It was a slap sound, like someone was getting hit.

“!!”

Chris turned his head and frowned.

Philip, the destroyer that Chris had been waiting for, appeared.

The problem was the person bowing his head in front, Kashmir.

As if Kashmir had done something wrong, Philip slapped him again.

Crack!

Kashmir was slapped repeatedly without saying a word, and eventually, he was thrown out, flipping over the table.

People were murmuring.

“What? What’s going on?”

“Did the servant do something wrong to the Duke of Destruction Maga?”

No one would have thought that Kashmir would be the cradle of destruction.

The clothes he was wearing were so shabby that it was hard to imagine that he was from a noble family, and Philip treated him as if he were a servant.

‘Look at this guy.’

Chris’s eyes sank low.

Kashmir is a persecuted prince of the collateral line.

It was completely different from Chris’s situation, where his maternal lineage was of humble origin and his bloodline was recognized as such even though they were from the same collateral line.

But even so, Confucius is Confucius.

That kind of treatment was harsh. And it was in front of everyone.

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Chris guessed Philip’s dark intentions.

‘Protesters are coming towards me.’

He knows about his friendship with Kashmir and is making a fuss.

‘Dare.’

Chris’s eyes grew cold.

I knew you were going to do something.

But this was even worse than expected.

Philip’s behavior became increasingly extreme.

He put his foot on the fallen Kashmir and spoke coldly.

“Get up. You dare not ask for mercy after making such a mistake to me, do you? I will teach you properly right here and now.”

People glanced at Chris.

Leaving everything else aside, causing such a commotion in the banquet hall was an act of disrespect to the Dark Maga, the host of this banquet.

Especially the main character, Christian.

A situation where Christian must step in and stop it.

That was what Philip was aiming for.

The plan was to find fault with Chris when he came out and provoke him into a duel, then trample him down.

‘Let’s trample on Kashmir together. It’ll be quite a sight to see the two of them rolling on the ground together.’

Philip smiled bitterly.

Just when he was about to inflict violence on Kashmir again to provoke Christian, there was an interruption.

But it wasn’t Christian.

“What are you doing?”

It was Idrine!

Pfft!

A bloody fog gathered and blocked the advance towards Kashmir.

Philip flinched, and Idrine approached him and reprimanded him with cold eyes.

“Such a lowly act. Can you call yourself a prince who represents a noble family like this? It is truly contemptible.”

A voice full of sincere disillusionment.

It wasn’t acting.

Idrine despised the strong oppressing the weak.

“Is that Blood Sword Maga? Who is it? It’s my first time seeing your face.”

“I have no name to give to the likes of you. Get out of here right now.”

Philip chuckled.

A reaction of disbelief.

‘A vampire whose face is unknown.’

Judging by the unfamiliar face, the possibility that the vampire was the great being of Blood Sword Maga was slim.

I ignored him and tried to kick him again, but he hesitated.

“I clearly told you to stop.”

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“!!”

Philip swallowed hard.

A chill ran down my spine.

‘what?’

It’s not like she’s really unleashed any powers.

But Philip couldn’t move at all because of the gaze that was quietly watching him.

There was a reason.

Idrine’s power was incomparable to that of someone like Philip.

As the grand princess of the Blood Sword Maga, I have reached the level of the 7th star.

If she were to use the power of her contract with the devil, there wouldn’t be many people in this banquet hall who could stand up to her.

“Stop and apologize to Prince Christian, the host of this banquet, for causing a commotion.”

Philip remained stiff, unable to answer.

Then, Christian stepped forward.

“Fine. Leave him alone. If he had known manners, he wouldn’t have committed such a rude act.”

“!!”

Philip’s face turned red.

‘You cheeky bastard. I won’t let you off easy.’

But Philip didn’t know.

What is Chris thinking right now?

What kind of suffering will he experience soon?

Chris approached Kashmir.

“It’s been a while.”

“!!”

Kashmir was heartbroken.

Kashmir was looking forward to meeting Chris again.

But to see it in such a shabby state.

I was so embarrassed.

“Are you okay?”

“…it’s okay.”

Kashmir bowed its head.

In fact, from the Kashmiri perspective, such persecution was a very common and familiar thing.

however.

“No, that’s not okay. You’re my friend.”

“!!”

“I’m just not good enough to see my friend suffer like this.”

Kashmir’s eyes shook.

I felt something suddenly pressing against my chest.

“…Your Majesty.”

actually.

Chris understood Kashmir’s position.

It was not only Philip who was persecuting Kashmir in the Destruction Maga. In fact, the entire family was being persecuted.

But what can Kashmir do other than crouch flat on its own?

‘But that shouldn’t be the case.’

Kashmir too had to change.

“I’ll ask you again. Are you really okay? No, are you going to just stay still?”

“…….”

Kashmir clenched his fist.

‘It’s not okay.’

I just endured it until now because I had no choice.

Because his power is weak.

But looking at Christian’s confident eyes.

Shame washed over me.

Christian was also having a hard time.

But he did not cower, but faced it head on and eventually became the Archduke.

On the other hand, why did he just endure it and make cowardly excuses?

Chris whispered softly.

“If you want to get revenge on that guy for what he did to you, I will help you as your friend.”

Kashmir gritted his teeth and got up from his seat.

Then he glared at Philip.

“Please apologize for what you did to me.”

“Huh? You’re crazy.”

“I’m not crazy. I’m also mine. If you don’t apologize, I’ll make you pay.”

Philip made a face of absurdity.

Then he soon became very angry.

‘What a piece of trash.’

Philip ground his teeth.

‘It’s all the better. I’ll use this opportunity to completely ruin that Kashmiri bastard.’

If you ruin Kashmir, Christians will come out too.

At that time, Christian also thought of trampling on them.

‘We were originally going to deal with Kashmir.’

Philip hated Kashmir.

The reason was simple.

Because Kashmir is called a genius comparable to him.

Kashmir was a collateral tribe, and one of humble origin.

There was one reason why such a Kashmir could become a Confucius.

Because of talent.

Kashmir began to learn magic after becoming a common magician of the family at the age of fifteen.

However, in less than 10 years, he reached the level of a 5-star star.

Speed that’s no less than Philip’s.

Considering that Philip had received many benefits as a direct descendant, it could be said that Kashmir’s talents were actually more outstanding.

Some even say that Kashmir may be the greatest genius of the next generation of destroyers.

‘How dare you, you lowly bastard.’

Philip gritted his teeth, and a brief duel began.

Originally, duels during banquets were a common occurrence among the Mines, so a dueling arena was set up on one side of the banquet hall.

However, people’s reaction was lukewarm.

“Did the characters of the Destruction Maga get into a fight?”

“The result is obvious, isn’t it?”

Philip is 5 stars.

Kashmir is a four star.

Even between Matugas, duels between black magicians in particular never go beyond the limits of absolute purity.

But then something unexpected happened.

“Just wait a minute. If we continue the duel like this, the results will be too bland. How about doing it this way?”

“…??”

“I will also participate in this duel.”

Chris has decided to join the fight!

Philip wiggled his eyebrows.

“Are you saying we will attack together?”

“No, of course not. I just intend to meddle and help Prince Kashmir a little while he works his magic.”

“help?”

“Yes. If you can parry the blow delivered by the Prince of Kashmir with my help, you will win this duel, and in return for your victory, I will grant you anything you wish.”

Philip furrowed his brow.

‘What are your intentions?’

In magic, 1 plus 1 does not equal 2.

Trying to help someone else with their magic will only make the spell more confusing.

First of all, the Dark Maga are not a family of black magicians.

Since he had only learned black magic in a clumsy manner, no matter what tricks he used, there was no way that he could pose a threat to him, who was considered a genius even in a prestigious black magic school.

“I’m sorry you’re worried, but if you don’t have confidence, you don’t have to do it.”

Words that scratch one’s pride.

“…I will do it.”

Philip growled lowly.

“But if I win, you, Prince Kashmir and the Christian princes, will all kneel before me.”

People were murmuring.

He told me to kneel before the coronation ceremony for the Grand Duke.

But Chris just snickered and answered like this.

“Very well. However, even if you lose, it is the same. For the rudeness you showed today, kneel down and apologize.”

The duel has begun.

“Prince Kashmir, unleash the most powerful destructive magic at your disposal, and I will take care of the rest.”

“…….”

Kashmir had a confused look on her face.

I had no idea what Christian was planning.

‘Trust me. Prince Christian wouldn’t do something like this without thinking.’

The most powerful destructive magic that Kashmir could use was ‘Rusted Horn’.

A destructive black magic that causes ice to engulf everything it touches, corroding everything it touches with its whirlwind blade.

It was a powerful spell, but to the five-star Philip it was just laughable.

‘I will make you a cripple.’

Philip also created a destructive black magic.

It was a ‘Jin Kang Order’ filled with determination.

An eerie flame rose up.

It wasn’t simply a flame that burned the target. It had the nature of ‘destruction’.

It was a terrible flame that burned everything it engulfed and simultaneously destroyed it into pieces.

‘There’s nothing to see.’

‘There’s no way you can deal with a 5-star Jin Kang spell with 4-star magic.’

People shook their heads.

The basic proposition of magic.

A lower order cannot beat a higher order.

Especially when the magic has the same attributes.

This was the reason why the duels between wizards could not exceed the limits of their realm.

But then suddenly something strange happened.

Christian, who had been quietly behind, extended his hand.

Swish.

A ray of dark magic flew into Kashmir’s spread out Rusted Horn.

‘What are you trying to do?’

‘Are you trying to imbue the destruction magic with dark magic?’

The eyes of the spectators grew wide.

‘You’re trying to mix magic with magic that’s already been manifested?’

Magic is based on delicate and intricate techniques.

Behind the visible phenomena lies a complex structure of magic.

Trying to mix magic like that is impossible.

Chris did the following: