I Became the Genius Bastard of a Noble Dark Clan – 69

Chapter 69

Episode 69

Even though it was great, it was only great at the 3-star level.

‘It’ll be over soon.’

Finally, after ten seconds, Usran moved.

“With gratitude for your consideration, I will finish it in one go.”

Paaaaat!!!

A pillar of intense darkness rose up.

At first glance, it looks like it has a much more powerful appearance than the black sword used by the masked woman.

The fluff prickled with an instinctive sense of crisis.

A destructive force that could shatter any barrier rushed towards Chris, and everyone predicted the end of the match.

Whoosh.

Something faint passed by the nape of Usran’s neck.

I barely managed to escape by twisting my neck.

‘Memorization?’

no.

It was a piece of transparent glass.

‘when?’

There was no time to think.

Again, shards of glass came flying from a different direction.

Not just one piece, but five or more shards of glass at once.

Areas that can be fatally hit include the nape of the neck, eyes, shoulder nerve bundle, wrist artery, and femoral artery of the leg.

‘Did you prepare like this when you first launched the attack in 10 seconds? That’s amazing.’

Usran was greatly impressed.

Countless tiny shards of glass were floating in the air.

They were all glass shards controlled by Chris’s magic.

“Manipulating that many pieces of glass?”

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“How good is your magic power?”

Those who were watching shouted in surprise.

Moving objects by putting magic into them is a feat that is possible at 3 stars.

But at best, it can barely move one object.

‘No, it’s not just a matter of level. How good is your innate magical power?’

It is impossible for anyone here to handle that many objects at the same time.

It was the moment when everyone witnessed with their own eyes Chris’s crazy magic operation skills that had only been known through rumors.

“It was a pretty good move, but it’s a shame.”

Usran shook his head.

Woof.

A black fog rose and enveloped his body.

The whole body was protected with magic.

“Such tricks won’t work on me, Black Cloud Usran.”

As he said, the glass shards did not reach Usran at all. When they touched the black fog, they turned to dust and disappeared.

A situation where the prepared measures turned out to be useless.

“I’ll just end it.”

Once again, a powerful wind of destruction struck.

A desperate situation.

But Chris reacted in a way that was incomprehensible.

‘Bingo. As intended.’

A piece of glass?

I certainly didn’t think that I could strike with such a trick.

What Chris was aiming for was exactly the same situation as now.

‘I expected that Sir Usran, with his stubborn personality, would defend his entire body with magic without worrying about things like glass shards. That’s Sir Usran’s fighting style.’

To be precise, the goal was to distract attention.

When you surround your entire body with magic, it’s unavoidable that some of your concentration will be dispersed.

Of course, that doesn’t mean that Usran’s sword has lost its direction.

Usran’s black sword was still sharp. It was pointed straight at Chris.

Even if your attention is divided, the difference is only a very faint one.

But it was okay. That was enough.

Chris jumped forward.

“Me, me?!”

“Should I stop it?!”

Usran’s eyes widened.

‘rash?’

I understand Chris’ intentions.

It seems that he is trying to counterattack by taking advantage of his weak point.

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But it was too reckless.

‘… He is very talented, but he is too immature. I should aim for his arm.’

Chris’ sword was raised.

An attack that takes advantage of Usran’s momentary opening.

But it meant nothing in the face of overwhelming power.

Hwaak.

The black steel ignored Chris’ attack and sliced off his arm.

Phew!

The sensation of skin being cut.

It was a moment when blood spurted out like a fountain and people clicked their tongues.

Usran’s eyes shook.

‘… It’s not real?’

At the same time.

The sight of Christian spurting blood wavered like smoke.

It was a welcome!

‘That’s ridiculous?!’

Usran reacted in disbelief.

When did it become welcoming?

‘Surely not, at that split second when you’re defending your entire body with magic?’

When attention is focused on a piece of glass, a welcome is realized!

Moreover, it was no ordinary welcome.

‘An illusion indistinguishable from reality. Could it be that this is a direct vision, an application of the magic of the splitting sword?’

right.

Chris saw the ‘Splitting Sword’ that Jupien unleashed during the previous incident with Maga, and used his powers to create an illusionary clone of himself.

Even the most high-level black magician has the characteristic of not being able to distinguish between reality and illusion.

But how about applying and applying that principle to your own body?

That’s not all.

Just now, Chris’s vision moved as if it were alive and breathing.

– It would be good to distinguish between welcome and ego.

Previously, the advice he gave to Jupienne.

Actually, I didn’t come up with it myself.

This was advice I heard from Lanya, the 9-star archmage of the past warrior party.

When we distinguish between illusion and self, illusion becomes alive and moving in its own right.

Welcome Magic 4-star realm.

Chris was a four-star wizard with the highest level of magic.

So, black magic illusions could also be performed by mixing in these tricks.

It was enough to fool Usran’s eyes, who were momentarily distracted by a shard of glass.

And when he cut off the arm, it gave the illusion that he was actually cutting off the body, which made Usran notice the illusion too late.

The result was this.

‘So where is Prince Christian now?’

A chill ran down Usran’s spine.

I could tell without looking where Christian was.

It was behind my back.

The rear was completely captured.

“!!”

Usran changed direction urgently.

But it was too late.

Christian moved his sword. With all his might.

The eyes of the other minions who saw that movement grew wide as if they were going to tear.

It’s not just a three-star movement.

Although it was only a single blow, it was a move that only a 4-star or higher player could possibly make.

‘this.’

Usran had a gut feeling.

An exquisite blow that flies in from the complete rear.

That black sword cannot be avoided or stopped.

‘I must use my secret weapon. But then, I cannot guarantee the life of Prince Christian…’

His secret technique was a murderous secret technique aimed at thoroughly taking the life of his opponent.

But is that right?

It didn’t matter originally.

Because it is a tradition in the Magic Empire to never hold anyone accountable for a murder that occurs during a duel.

however.

– Thank you for giving me this precious opportunity to teach.

Contrary to the rumors of him being a scoundrel, he seemed to be a respectful person who cared about his honor, and Usran hesitated to use the sword.

But then suddenly something strange happened.

Christian stood tall and stopped the sword.

“…Confucius?”

Chris put away his sword and bowed politely.

“Thank you for your precious teachings. I will admit my defeat.”

“!!”

Usran was embarrassed.

“No, what do you mean?”

“Haven’t you taken the situation into consideration? I’m not so stupid as to not even know that much. Thank you for your consideration.”

Usran sighed.

It was an admirable performance from beginning to end.

If it had been another Confucius? Especially if it had been Isaac, would it have turned out like this?

Never.

Compared to others, Christian’s appearance seemed even more impressive.

That thought wasn’t just a joke.

Everyone in the banquet hall who watched this duel had similar thoughts.

‘What an attitude. We have completely misjudged Prince Christian.’

Although their lineages and serving masters are different, they are all mines.

There was no way my heart wouldn’t be moved by Christian’s repeated respect for the honor of the strong mine.

Moreover, it was not just the polite attitude that was admirable.

‘It might not be just luck that I caught a 5-star mine…’

Of course, it is still not enough.

But what Chris had just shown us was something that went beyond mere sexuality.

Innate fighting sense.

And exquisite illusions that only a professional sorcerer would be able to perform.

The best part of all was the blow shown at the end.

A strike that is absolutely impossible with a 3-star level.

One word came to everyone’s mind.

‘genius.’

It wasn’t just genius either.

It was an overwhelming talent that made it impossible to even imagine the size of the vessel.

‘It wasn’t a coincidence that I absorbed more than 9 levels of dark magic.’

Even some mineworkers thought like this.

‘Even Prince Ashed, who was called the greatest genius of the next generation, did not have such talent.’

‘perhaps….’

Some mines swallowed their saliva and thought carefully.

-Christian Prince might cause a change.

Of course, only a few people thought that way.

Still, it’s a huge change that there’s someone who predicts Chris’s victory, even if it’s a slim chance.

That’s why Chris’s performance today was so impressive.

“I don’t know if this is enough for the qualifications desired by Prince Isaac.”

Christian said to Isaac.

“You… You….”

“Mayak.”

Chris smiled faintly.

The honorifics have been removed.

“I asked you to be polite to me as a fellow scholar? Or else I would speak informally to you as well?”

“!!”

Isaac was gnashing his teeth.

His clenched fist trembled.

‘This cheeky bastard.’

But the atmosphere was not good for picking a fight here again.

Isaac also had a head that could think that way.

In the end, Isaac disappeared, leaving behind a note.

“Don’t be so arrogant. You’ll soon be shedding tears of blood.”

“Okay, I got it. Just don’t tell Mom.”

“!!”

Isaac disappeared with a red face.

A look of extreme anger and a readiness to never stay still.

It was clear that she would try to use her mother’s power to unjustly oppress him, but Chris thought it was meaningful.

‘If we’re going to do it, it might as well be as dirty as possible.’

Does Isaac know?

How his tricks might help Chris.

Chris planned to use Isaac’s trick as an opportunity to expand his position in the Dark Maga.

How is that possible?

Just look at it now.

“Prince Christian. May I say hello?”

Mines appeared, glancing at him from time to time to greet him!

Not a large number.

Still, it was a sight that was difficult to imagine when the banquet first began.

“Nice to meet you, Sir Charon.”

“Do you know me?”

“Of course. Aren’t you the second platoon leader of the Red Knights? I also heard of your achievements in the local battle against the Gold Cross guys a while ago.”

It’s not just Caron.

Chris had the details of all the Dark Magicians’ personalities.

Not just the simple job title, but also everything you’ve done so far.

The people who talked to Chris were once again impressed by the fact that he mentioned even the smallest details that others would overlook.

He looked so upright that I couldn’t understand why there had been rumors about him being a loser until now.

Above all, Christian knew how to respect the honor of others.

Who wouldn’t feel good about it?

So, one by one, as the number of people coming to find Christian increased, an unexpected voice was heard.

“Can I say hello too?”

“!!”

Soft voice.