I Became the Genius Bastard of a Noble Dark Clan – 88

Chapter 88

Episode 88

The most prestigious family in the Union.

The swordsman Meyer.

Chris’s name was passed on there.

By the way, the swordsmanship family was also the family of the warrior Evan.

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The Magic Empire was located at the exact center of the continent.

To be exact, it was the central and northern part.

To the west of the Magic Empire is the ‘Holy Empire’.

To the south is the ‘Gold Cross’.

To the east was the ‘Karn Empire’.

In this way, the three great powers of the alliance geographically surrounded the Magic Empire.

To the southeast, far from the Magic Empire.

There was a dense forest between the ‘Gold Cross’ and the ‘Karn Empire’.

It was the private forest of the famous swordsman Meyer family.

Entry by outsiders is strictly prohibited.

A middle-aged man with a heavy impression was walking there.

A superhuman who has reached the 8th level and the head of a renowned swordsmanship family.

Although he was one of the strongest and most noble men in the union, the man’s face was hardened.

As if going to meet someone who is difficult to deal with.

It was natural.

Because the person he was trying to meet was a ‘prophet.’

One of the great pillars supporting the Union from the threat of the Magic Empire.

As we went deeper into the forest, an amazing sight appeared.

A lake that shines as transparently as glass, with no hint of blue.

It was the ‘Glass Lake’, a secret place of the swordsmanship masters where the present, future, and past intersect.

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The prophet lived in seclusion here.

[Are you here?]

“Yes, I came because I was called.”

Bugajju bowed his head respectfully at the sound coming from the empty space.

The prophet’s appearance was not seen.

Because the prophet always looked into the future through his shallow vision, he rarely showed himself to others.

[I called because there was an ominous omen.]

“!!”

What a bad omen.

The wealthy man had a heavy complexion.

[You know that a great disaster will soon strike from the Magic Empire, right?]

“Yes, I know that very well.”

The prophets had long foretold the coming disaster.

But no one listened to that prophecy.

It’s because the peace lasted too long.

Everyone was in a state of lethargy.

‘The power of the Magic Empire has long since surpassed that of the Union.’

While the Dark Empire was endlessly growing its power from within, the Alliance was in a state of rapid decline.

If the Magic Empires were not divided and fighting among themselves, the world would have fallen into the hands of the demons long ago.

[I was able to catch a glimpse of a more specific future. Who in the Magic Empire will bring about the destruction of the world? Where the ‘Great Darkness’ exists.]

Originally, the prophet pointed to the four kings.

A terrible fire will rise from the Four Kings.

But not long ago… about a year ago, the prophecy changed.

It is true that the disaster started from the Four Kings.

But it was someone else who would truly destroy the world.

That’s right, ‘The Great Darkness’.

According to the prophet’s ‘vision’, this world will eventually be destroyed by the ‘great darkness’.

“Where is the ‘Great Darkness’?”

[Dark Magadha.]

“!!”

The man looked surprised.

It was an unexpected designation.

“But what about the Dark Maga? Wasn’t it a place where you didn’t have to worry too much?”

Except for the Norsemen of Nogaju, there was no one else worth caring about.

A family slowly declining from within. That was the Union’s assessment of the Dark Maga.

[It is certain. ‘The Great Darkness’ is a figure from Dark Maga. He will become the new Demon King of Dark Maga in the near future.]

The resident was surprised again.

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“Are you saying that a new Demon King will emerge from the Dark Maga?”

For nearly 100 years, the Dark Maga had not produced a new Demon King.

‘whoever?’

The additional thought crossed his mind.

Gaju Nordian? He was a target of caution.

But its lifespan is almost over.

‘Then the Marquis of Langham, the head of the House of Lords, or the Marquis of Shupen, the head of the collateral branch?’

Excluding Nogaju, they were the strongest of the Dark Maga.

However, both of them were far from having the qualities to become the Demon King.

‘The next generation of princes? But aren’t they all too young?’

The prophet said that he would become the Demon King in the ‘not too distant’ future.

I had no idea.

“Have you ever caught a glimpse of who it is?”

[I couldn’t get any more information. As if someone great was interfering with my observations.]

“What a nuisance.”

The face of the wealthy man grew heavy.

There was one type of person who could artificially block the vision of a glimpse into the future.

Constellations or demons.

This meant that the ‘great darkness’ pointed out by the prophet was being noticed even in heaven and Gehenna.

[However, it is not that there are no clues.]

“What is it?”

[A signal came to the glass lake. It was information about a person named Christian Van Baren Kajar.]

The surrogate made a puzzled face.

‘Baron’ is the name of the dark magician.

However, I couldn’t remember the name Christian.

‘Oh, you said that kid became a Confucius a while ago? He used to be a scoundrel, but he reformed.’

The resident vaguely recalled the report he had heard in passing.

‘I remembered it because it was similar to the name of the Cursed Prince of Gold Cross.’

The cursed prince.

He is the one who inherited the most noble bloodline of all.

A seed conceived by the union of the most noble bloodlines in the world.

However, he was an unfortunate prince who was branded with the sin of being the seed of the devil even before he was born and suffered all kinds of persecution.

‘After all, he died a while ago. Now that I think about it, it’s strange. The time when Christian Van Baren Kazar changed coincides with the time when the Cursed Prince suddenly died. Well, it’s just a coincidence.’

Anyway, since he was a wealthy man who collected all sorts of information about the world, I had heard of Christian, but no one else in the union knew his name.

[It is said that he achieved great things in the secret underground garden of the Southern Magic Kingdom. It is impossible with his age and achievements.]

“Are you saying that he is the ‘Great Darkness’? But isn’t he too young? I heard he’s only about sixteen years old.”

A minor child who has not even had a coming-of-age ceremony.

The prophet answered in a timid voice.

[I’m not sure. This is just a guess based on information sent to Glass Lake. If she’s that young, it’s probably not true.]

There are only two things certain about the ‘Great Darkness’.

That he is a character from the Dark Maga.

And in the near future, that is, within 5 years at the shortest and within 10 years at the longest, he will become the Demon King.

[Still, I think it would be a good idea to check out that dark seed called Christian. I don’t have a good feeling about it.]

The vassal bowed his head.

“I will make sure to do so.”

After meeting with the prophet, Bugajju left the glass lake and became lost in thought.

‘This is difficult. It’s Christian van Baren Kazar.’

The scribe concluded that, contrary to the prophet’s speculation, there was absolutely no possibility that Christian was the protagonist of the prophecy.

Because I was too young.

‘You said you became a 3-star Achievement a while ago. You said you were a genius, but it’s still impossible for you to become the Demon King.’

The distant future.

Well, I don’t know if it’ll be like that after a few decades.

But in the near future that the prophet spoke of, this was absolutely impossible.

‘But that doesn’t mean we can’t investigate.’

Since the prophet had instructed it, it had to be confirmed.

The problem is that this mission is extremely dangerous.

‘He is the son of the Dark Maga.’

Although it is said to be in decline due to the lack of new superpowers, that does not mean that the Dark Maga’s power is weak.

The Dark Maga possessed a force as powerful as several of the Union’s major kingdoms combined.

‘Whoever undertakes the mission will most likely lose his life.’

I was worried about wasting my family’s energy on something with a low probability.

‘Who should I send? Someone who is capable enough to carry out the mission, but also doesn’t mind dying… .’

A suitable candidate immediately came to mind.

Excellent, though.

There was one person who would have been better off for the swordsmanship school if he had just died and disappeared.

“Call that child.”

Suha understood what was being said.

Soon a character appeared.

He was a handsome young man with a rich appearance.

But what caught my eye was the eyes that seemed to be dead and sunken.

“Did you call, Uncle?”

“Yes, I called you because I have orders for you.”

“Whatever you command, I am only a ‘shadow’ of my family.”

A voice mixed with self-mockery.

As the saying goes, the man was the shadow of a master swordsman.

Those who handle the dirty work of the famous swordsmanship school, which can never be exposed to the sun.

The man’s original bloodline was never meant to mingle with the shadows, but the cruel fate of heaven led the man to tragedy.

“Investigate the man named Christian Van Baren Kassar.”

“Baron… is that the Dark Maga?”

Don’t you know that this is a place where you will die?

The man was silent for a moment.

The person who gave the money felt sorry and gave an additional explanation.

“This is an important mission commanded by the Prophet. It is to prevent the destruction that is about to come to the world.”

“…Is that so?”

“okay.”

The scribe told the story of his conversation with the Prophet in brief terms.

In the future, a being called the ‘Great Darkness’ will destroy the world. There is a possibility that a child named Christian could be that ‘Great Darkness’.

“So, if possible, kill him.”

“…….”

Whatever the reason, you want to kill the Dark Maga figure.

It was like telling him to go and die, but the man nodded his head in resignation.

“I will follow your orders.”

“Okay. Let’s leave right now.”

After parting ways with his wife, the man looked up at the sky.

The cold moonlight stung my eyes.

‘My life ends here. At least I’m glad I gave my life for something meaningful that benefits the world.’

The man thought bitterly.

That’s right, man.

The shadow of the swordsmanship master, ‘Evan de Meyer’, has left for the dark magic.

He was the one who would later be called a warrior.

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Meanwhile, Chris and his group, who had been participating in the Confucius conference at that time, were in great trouble.

“Whew!”

“Ugh!”

Everyone was holding onto the toilet bowl and vomiting.

Jupienne, Marissa, and Kashmir.

It looked as if he had been poisoned by some bacterial toxin that caused vomiting.

There was only one person left unharmed: Chris.

‘… It’s only natural when you drink like that.’

Chris made a face of absurdity.

So, the whole story was like this.

Originally, Chris had planned to return to Dark Maga right away.

But the other group hesitated.

– Um… Are we breaking up like this? I haven’t even been able to properly thank Prince Christian.

– Huh, it’s not that I regret parting ways with you like this. It’s just that I feel like I wasn’t able to have a proper meeting with the Confucius, so I’m trying to complete my mission.

– I can go.

So, I was hoping for a second… after-party dinner!

‘… This isn’t some kind of dream and hope land, it’s some kind of aftermath.’

But their opinions also had some merit.

Since the Confucius Conference is, in principle, a place to foster friendship, if there is a consensus during the conference, there is an after-party.

“Okay, let’s do it, after party.”

Chris agreed to that.

In fact, there was evil intention.

‘I’m going to drink this time too! Beer, whiskey, wine! I’m all dead! I’ll drink until I turn into a drunk dog!’

But what the heck.