I Became the Genius Bastard of a Noble Dark Clan – 75

Chapter 75

Episode 75

Those gathered in the large martial arts hall suddenly stood up from their seats.

and.

A hunched old man appeared in the distance.

A person with a very thin and weak body, but with the strength to overwhelm everyone in this place with his single body.

It was the Nogaju Nordic.

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The intestines became quiet.

Although Nogaju didn’t show any aura, an oppressive atmosphere like a whirlpool weighed down the entire training ground.

The mines couldn’t even gulp down a single gulp.

Exactly, exactly.

Only the sound of Nogaju’s cane echoed through the training ground.

“Kekeke, why is everyone so nervous? This old man just came to see how well his grandchildren have grown.”

But still, not a single person sat down again.

“Your Majesty.”

Marquis Langham hurriedly came down from the stage and knelt before Noh Ga-ju.

Noh Ga-ju looked down at her kneeling son with eyes that could not read his true feelings for a moment and then said.

“Get up, Marquis. This old man has already given all authority to the Marquis. There is no need to be so difficult about this old man. Can you properly lead the Dark Maga in this way in this old man’s stead?”

Chris’s eyes opened wide in surprise.

It was a meaningful statement.

‘Nogaju hates Marquis Langham.’

The reason Marquis Langham could not ascend to the position of head of the household was because of the will of the old head of the household.

The reason Noh Ga-ju made that decision was simple.

Because Marquis Langham did not reach the 8th level.

The Marquis of Langham has a 7-star realm.

I haven’t been able to get over the wall for 10 years.

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We’ve practically reached our limit.

So, Nogaju declared that he would not pass the throne to Marquis Langham, but would pass it on to the next generation.

‘It’s not an incomprehensible decision. Among the 12 prestigious families in the Magic Kingdom, there is no one who has not reached the rank of 8th star.’

Maybe that’s why their gazes at each other were cold.

From the Norse’s point of view, the Marquis of Langham was a son who had let down his expectations.

On the other hand, from Marquis Langham’s point of view, the Nordian was an opponent who had crushed his long-held dream.

“Please stand up, Marquis.”

“…all right.”

“And order the children over there to sit down.”

“…Yes, everyone take your seats!”

The commotion was over, and the Norseman sat down in the seat of the elders, not the head of the household.

He means that he will only be a thorough observer.

Marchioness Fresia secretly sighed in relief.

‘It would have been a mess if that old monster had gotten involved, but luckily he didn’t.’

The content of the competition was different each time, but her influence was strong as she was responsible for the internal affairs of the Dark Maga.

She decided on a theme for the contest that would be most advantageous to Isaac.

Destructive black magic.

It was Isaac’s greatest strength.

‘Especially since that Christian guy hasn’t made any progress in the Destruction Warlock magic for the past three months.’

The teacher who taught Christian the art of destruction black magic was her confidant from the Destruction Maga, so he did not impart any teachings.

‘It’s not just the destruction of black magic. The other sub-themes are also centered around areas where Christian has not been able to achieve much, so he will suffer the worst humiliation in front of the lord.’

The moment when Fresia raised the corners of her lips.

Something unexpected happened.

“Marquis, what is the format of this competition?”

Nogaju asked.

“It will be conducted in a way that the masters will demonstrate various subjects including the destructive black magic.”

“Hmm.”

Nogaju made an incomprehensible expression,

“It’s the same as the Union guys. How can you really show your skills with such a clown show?”

“!!”

“Oh, I’m not saying anything. I just came to watch. The Marquis must have his own ideas and chose this method. Don’t worry about what this old man thinks and just proceed.”

The room became quiet.

How can you proceed with something like that?

Frescia’s complexion turned pale.

Her clenched fists trembled.

‘This damn old man. Why is he meddling?’

Meanwhile, Chris looked inwardly surprised.

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‘Did you interfere because you were thinking of me? No way.’

If the competition was conducted in the way that Frescia had decided, Chris would inevitably be at a disadvantage.

Even though Chris is a genius, his skill level is bound to be lower than that of Mysak, who has been learning destructive black magic and other techniques for over 10 years.

“…….”

After a moment of silence, Marquis Langham opened his mouth.

“We will change the way the competition is conducted.”

“Hmm?”

“I made a mistake. Instead of a demonstration, I will proceed with a duel between the Confuciuses. There is no better way to verify the actual achievements of the Confuciuses than a duel.”

Noh Ga-ju nodded absentmindedly.

There are many reactions that say Marquis Langham is dissatisfied with the situation.

Marquis Langham spoke to the princes and princesses who were waiting with stiff faces.

“The duel opponents will be 1st Princess Yulian vs. 3rd Prince Mysak, and 2nd Princess Jupienne vs. 4th Prince Christian. Since everyone in the family will be watching, regardless of victory or defeat, everyone should do their best.”

The duel arrangement was based on skill.

Let Yurian and Mysak, who have a relatively small age gap, get together.

Because it’s appropriate for Jupienne and Christian to duel.

But Fresia and Mysak’s faces turned pale.

‘no!’

The difference in skill between Princess Yurian and Prince Maysak is obvious. There is no way Maysak could win.

It’s clear that you’ll only end up embarrassed.

This was not the picture they were hoping for.

But I couldn’t say anything in protest.

Because Noh Ga-ju was watching directly.

‘Damn it, why on earth is that old man doing this?’

Frescia was busy grinding her teeth.

But then an unexpected shout echoed through the training ground.

“I object!”

“!!”

It was Christian!

“…Objection? What do you mean?”

Marquis Langham asked coldly.

Christian chuckled and glanced at Nogaju.

At that moment, Nordian was also looking at Christian.

As they crossed the street, their eyes met.

Seeing the interest in Nogaju’s eyes looking at him, Christian could read what Nogaju wanted from him.

“I would like to change my duel opponent.”

“what?”

“Please let me fight Prince Mayisak.”

“!!”

My stomach was in turmoil.

There is a significant difference in skill between Isaac and Christian.

Because it’s the difference between 4 stars and 3 stars.

But Christian spoke in a bold voice.

“Of course I know that I am lacking. But, shouldn’t a Mine know how to challenge someone stronger than themselves?”

‘This is a test that Nogaju has given me,’ Chris thought to himself.

Noh Ga-ju wasn’t simply interfering out of consideration for Chris.

Quite the opposite.

Chris was given an even more difficult task.

Try to defeat Isaac in a duel.

It’s much more difficult than simply demonstrating superiority in a competitive demonstration.

But Chris followed Nogaju’s intentions.

Because I wanted the same thing as Christ.

He will make Isaac kneel before him in this competition.

“you….”

The moment when Marquis Langham frowns.

“Let that child do as he says.”

“!!”

It was Noh Ga-ju’s words.

Is this an illusion?

A voice that seemed to be filled with some satisfaction.

“That child’s words aren’t wrong, are they? If you’re a mine, you should have the will to challenge someone stronger than you.”

“!!”

Everyone in the room opened their eyes wide at Noh Ga-ju’s words.

It was rare for a person like Nogaju to speak so favorably of others.

but.

Noh Ga-ju’s expression changed.

“However, you will have to take responsibility for taking on an unreasonable challenge. Christian, are you prepared to pay the price for taking on an unreasonable challenge?”

A harsh question.

The duel between the mines is different from that of the union.

There were many cases of fatal injuries or even death.

“Of course, my lord. Above all.”

Chris raised the corners of his mouth.

“We’ll have to wait and see who ends up kneeling.”

“!!”

Isaac’s face turned bright red.

He couldn’t say anything in front of Noh Ga-ju and just walked away.

The Norseman laughed and said.

“You still have your mouth full. Let’s see if it’s just your lips that are full of air. Marquis, then let’s proceed with the duel.”

“…Understood. Princess Yurian, Princess Jupienne. Please come forward.”

The first duel was between two princesses.

Surprisingly, Yurian’s main weapon was a bow.

That is also the skill of a perfect archer.

‘You really look like an elf.’

Chris watched their duel with his arms crossed.

It wasn’t just that they were good at archery that they were considered similar.

Elves had a peculiar habit when shooting bows.

Although Yulian’s archery stance was not identical to that habit, there was a subtle overlap.

Maybe that’s why the sight of them shooting arrows kept seeming to overlap with the elves. The atmosphere they gave off was also like that.

‘Did you learn it from watching the dark elf and the obscure?’

Perhaps because their skill gap was so great, their duel ended up being one-sided.

Yurian used various dark magic to keep Jupien in check and took the lead with his bow.

But surprisingly, it wasn’t Yurian, but Jupien that caught everyone’s attention.

“…I don’t support it.”

Jupien, who was swinging his sword to block the arrows, suddenly stopped swinging his sword.

I had a gut feeling that if I continued like this, I would just be played around and eventually lose.

Jupienne ignored the defense and rushed straight towards Yurian.

“It’s no use.”

Phew!

The arrow shot by Yurian pierced Jupienne’s shoulder.

Jupienne’s small body shook as if struck by lightning.

Still, Jupienne gritted her teeth and didn’t stop.

Yulian made a pitiful face.

“Just give up, little brother. You have no chance.”

Boom! Boom!

Arrows kept hitting his small body.

Contrary to her gentle impression, Yurian also didn’t stop his hands from reaching out to Mine.

Arrows flew ceaselessly into vital points such as the heart, throat, and philtrum.

Jupienne approached Yurian, avoiding only the arrows flying towards her life-threatening parts.

With a body completely soaked in blood and trembling.

Out of breath.

Yet with eyes that shine vividly.

Soon the distance between them narrowed.

Jupienne recited while shedding blood.

“I… won’t give up. I stake my father’s honor on it.”

Her father was an honorable mine who died in battle against the Union bastards.

Jupienne had a goal to carry on her father’s name.

Pfft!

The Splitting Sword, the vision season of Jupien, was unleashed.

It was the same sixteen swords as before.

But it was different.

Each sword seemed alive and moving.

– Separate fantasy from ego.

For the past three months, Jupien has been hanging on to the clues Chris gave him and has been able to reach new heights.

I have reached the level of a 4-star illusionist.

Illusion 4-star is a realm where illusions move vividly as if they have their own self.

Sixteen splitting swords flew forward, each as if wielded by a different swordsman, like actual sword strikes.

“When did Princess Jupien reach such a high level?”

“Isn’t that a normal 3-star level?”