I Became the Genius Bastard of a Noble Dark Clan – 77

Chapter 77

Episode 77

Marian stopped dead in her tracks.

It was just as the Norseman said.

She was curious too.

I wonder what kind of miracle Christian will work this time.

Hwaaaaak!!

The moment when a fierce darkness that crushes everything it touches is about to engulf Christian.

Chris pulled out his sword.

A black sword that wraps around the blade.

It was a black sword that was in perfect form and worthy of a three-star title, but it was too weak and pathetic to fight against the approaching darkness.

At that moment, Chris’s black sword transformed.

The shape remains the same.

His will is contained in the black sword.

The will to cut through the approaching darkness.

Will transcends physical limitations.

The miraculous power that can only be realized with strength is contained in Chris’s black sword.

and.

Phaaaah!!!

Chris’s black sword cut through ‘Requiem of Destruction’ up and down.

The darkness of destruction that destroyed everything split into two and scattered into pieces.

“!!”

Everyone in the training ground was shocked and jumped to their feet.

A miracle that should never happen happened.

‘Oh, that’s ridiculous!’

‘The only thing that can stop the 5-star destruction black magic is the Black Ganggi? How can you do that with the Black Sword?’

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Those who have surpassed 5 stars and reached the level of 6 stars or higher.

Only those called ‘Masters’ knew what Chris had done.

‘You’re putting your will into the black sword?’

‘… Nonsense?’

It is impossible according to common sense in magic.

He did something crazy that turned the entire system of sexuality upside down.

Christian let out a long sigh as he received everyone’s astonished stares.

It was difficult because the amount of magic consumed was enormous.

“You… You….”

He saw Isaac looking at him with trembling eyes.

Christian showed a sarcastic smirk.

“Idiot.”

Phew!

With the final blow, Isaac fell unconscious.

The training ground was plunged into a suffocating silence.

No one could say a word.

I was so shocked by what Christian showed me.

From the beginning to the end, there was not a single thing that wasn’t shocking.

One word came to mind for everyone who looked at Christian.

‘genius.’

‘… No, it’s not at that level.’

The mines gulped.

There have been many people who have been called geniuses so far.

The descendants of noble families were all born with excellent bloodlines, so how many of them must have had outstanding talents?

But Christian was not at that level. He could not even dare to compare.

No genius in history can come close to what Christian has shown.

A truly devilish talent.

It seemed that from now on the word genius would be used only for Christian.

“The contest ends here.”

Nogaju got up from his seat.

Now it was time to make a judgment call.

Nordian looked towards Yurian and Jupien, who were being treated in the barracks.

“There is nothing particularly wrong with the two of you. You should work even harder in the future.”

“Thank you, my lord.”

Yurian bowed his head politely.

Next is Isaac’s turn.

Nogaju looked at Fresia, who had a white face.

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“I think the Marchioness would do well to take care of Isaac’s education.”

“!!”

“Our Dark Maga does not place any restrictions on the use of any power, but it would be better for the child’s future if he goes to the Destruction Maga.”

Frescia’s complexion turned pale.

It was the worst criticism.

“Tea, I’ll keep that in mind next time.”

Precia lowered her head with a trembling voice, but Nogaju did not pay any more attention to her.

As if Isaac had no interest in her.

Instead, the Norse looked at Christian.

“And… Christian, you.”

The review wasn’t long.

“It was great.”

“!!”

“It was worth the effort to take the steps myself.”

Everyone in the training ground opened their eyes wide again, as if they were going to tear apart.

No one so far.

It was an utmost praise that had not been heard not only by the Confucius of the time, but also by the older generations, including the Marquis of Langham.

Christian smiled and lowered his head.

“Please look forward to it in the future. I will show you a side of me that will make you even happier.”

The Norseman laughed loudly, turned his back, and disappeared, bringing the general meeting to a close.

and.

A violent aftershock turned the Dark Maga upside down.

It was the moment when Christian emerged as the new core of the Dark Magic succession structure.

* ? ?* ? ?*

Since that day, a lot has changed.

First, awareness.

Christian is no longer an ugly duckling.

He became a worthy successor.

Anyone who looked down on him as a collateral descendant has disappeared completely.

-Crazy talent.

People saw the talent Chris had shown and thought that he might just be the one to pull off a miracle in the succession.

Of course, this is still only a possibility.

Even leaving aside the third prince, Mysak, who showed his incompetent side this time, the second prince, Ashed, and the first princess, Yurian, were not easy people.

But even if the odds were slim, it was important that something like this could happen.

If the day really comes when Christian becomes the ‘Archduke’, those who ignored him will not be safe.

‘It is clear that Lord Noga especially liked Prince Christian.’

‘First of all, it would be better to at least draw a line.’

With such a mindset, many people came to see Christian.

“Your Majesty, I apologize for coming to you so late. Although it is small, I have brought you a gift to commemorate your inauguration.”

“We, Count Aren, have also brought a gift for Your Majesty.”

“In our house of Baron Raan….”

Chris laughed inwardly.

It’s amazing how treatment can change overnight.

‘As expected, the way people live, whether they’re from the Mines or the Union, is similar.’

I couldn’t help but laugh, but I accepted the gift without saying a word.

So, it is a symbolic action.

To accept their hearts.

“Thank you for your sincerity. I will definitely remember the kindness you showed me.”

“thank you!!!”

“thank you!!!”

As the guests left, Marie came over, wagging her tail.

[Ohhoho… Young Master… As expected of you… You already have so many people under your command…]

“Bring it? No way.”

Chris just shook his head curtly.

“If I waver, they’ll turn their backs on me right away.”

You must not be mistaken.

As his prestige grew, I only kept an eye on him, but I never became his person.

‘Most of them will probably be treating other princes the same way. Now it’s time to start making my own people.’

He needed his forces, loyal only to him.

I did give some thought to who I would bring under my command.

‘It’s about time for you to come visit me.’

Just then, someone knocked on his door.

Creak, the door opened.

The one Chris was waiting for appeared.

“It’s been a while, Young Master. No, I guess I should call you Confucius now.”

A captivating appearance.

But the sharp momentum that flows through his body like a blade.

“As I said before, I have come to offer my loyalty to Confucius.”

The four-star Mine Melin, the vice-captain of the Black Forest Knights whom he had met at Count Kazar’s house, knelt before him.

“Will you keep your promise to fight with me to my heart’s content from now on?”

Sending a dangerous look.

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Merlin pledged his loyalty to Christian!

The Dark Maga roared once again.

“If it’s Merlin, isn’t it the girl who was dispatched to Count Kazar’s house?”

“That crazy bitch?”

Merlin was a famous mine in his own right.

First of all, the realm of 4 stars.

He was a skilled fighter who would soon rise to 5 stars and become a commander of a combat unit.

But what Merlin was most famous for was his personality.

The nature of a fighting dog, especially one that likes to fight among mines.

“Wasn’t the dispatch to Count Khazar’s house also a disciplinary action for seriously injuring a colleague?”

“But that crazy bitch decided to serve Prince Christian?”

“Didn’t Merlin originally say that he would not serve anyone like Confucius? What did Prince Christian do?”

Before people’s surprise had subsided, another shocking thing happened.

It turns out that Merlin wasn’t the only one who decided to serve Christian.

One of the three collateral houses, the Counts of Tyramine, have declared their support for Christian!

It wasn’t something that could be said as “what if a collateral family supported it?”

The collateral lineage of Samga is called the Dark Maga’s trident and plays a role in firmly supporting Dark Maga from below.

The Counts of Qajar were originally on Christian’s side, and if even the Counts of Tyramine raise their hands, two of the three collateral houses will support Christian.

It was by no means a small thing.

“That is why I came to see you, Confucius.”

“…yes.”

Christian looked at the person standing opposite him with slightly surprised eyes.

There stood a huge, bear-like creature.

He was the eldest son of Count Tyramine and his successor, Kayson.

“We, Count Tyramine, have decided to support Confucius as we promised earlier.”

“…Honestly, it’s unexpected. You promised, but you made a decision so suddenly.”

In the past, during the Ebony Hunt, Chris and Count Tyramine made a promise.

If Chris proves his worth as a Confucius, I will stand under Chris’s banner.

But it was just a promise with no binding force?

“Father, it is Count Tyramine’s will.”

Caison said.

“For a while, my father watched Confucius closely. And he came to the conclusion that he was trustworthy and worthy of betting.”

“I see. I understand. You will never regret the decision you made at Count Tyramine’s. Thank you.”

Keison nodded his head in satisfaction at the strong-willed answer.

“However, we also have one condition.”

“What is it?”

“Take responsibility for one person.”

“…yes?”

Cayson shouted outside.

“You come in too!”

The door opened and a boy came in hesitantly.

It was a familiar face.

“Huh?”

Chris made a surprised face.

“Brother Alos?”

From the time of the Ebony Hunt to the time of the Holy Black Food.

Alos was the youngest son of the Tyramine Count family, with whom he had many connections.

“Who, who is your little brother?!”

As Alos screamed, Cayson hit the back of his head.

“How dare you! From now on, you will be the prince you serve!”

“Ha, but….”

“Huh!”

Alos’s eyes filled with tears as he had accumulated so much.

“Alos, is this the guy you want me to take responsibility for?”

“Yes, that’s right. This guy didn’t get any of the Holy Black during the Holy Black Ceremony, so his future is bleak.”

At that time, none of those who attended the Holy Black Ceremony with Chris received even a single grain of Holy Black.

“Oh, it’s not that I blame you, Your Majesty. I just wish you would take care of this.”

Chris figured out Count Tyramine’s intentions.

‘I hope you will join me and make Alos a great force.’

The bloodline of the Dark Maga who did not obtain the Holy Darkness could never rise to prominence.

So, I hope to get a chance in this way.

‘The problem is that he’s not a particularly helpful guy.’

Chris looked at Alos for a moment, awkwardly.

‘He’s a guy with some talent, though.’

Alos had made a name for himself during the Age of Destruction.

I remember growing up to be a 5-star mine.

‘If you work hard, you might be able to make it usable.’

“I understand. However, I have a condition. Please allow Alos to take me as his master.”