< Chapter 59 - The Feast of Swords #3 >
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Lucian Dior.
Born as the eldest son of the Count Dior family, he enjoyed all the luxuries and was exactly the man Juder had expected.
A man with a bad personality, quite cunning, and a natural talent for swordsmanship.
But unlike these types of scoundrels who waste their time in alcohol and women, he took the path of the sword quite seriously.
He devoted himself to training from early in the morning every day, and never stayed up all night drinking and partying with his friends.
His fiancée, Lorraine, was not overly impressed by Lucian’s honesty, but there was actually a hidden reason behind it.
‘awe.’
If you were to pick the two most memorable events in Lucian’s life of twenty years or so, it would be hard to choose between them: meeting his fiancée Lorraine, and meeting for the first time ‘a person taller and stronger than his father’ at the age of five.
‘The Duke of Botan.’
Lucian, who was walking around the mansion as usual, happened to witness his father and Duke Wotan talking, and was greatly shocked.
Duke Botan didn’t do anything particularly strange.
Lucian’s surprise was entirely due to his father, Count Dior.
‘father?’
To Lucian during his childhood, Count Dior was a god-like figure.
Within the family, he had absolute power, and he wielded that power freely at all times.
Not only the maids, but also the butlers and even the mother had to always tremble in fear and watch her father’s every move.
Lucian liked having a father like that.
Because he thought that one day he too would become a person like his father.
Count Dior.
A father like a god.
But that day wasn’t that day.
My father, who always kept his back straight, kept bending down like a butler.
He bowed his head cowardly and tried to please the Duke of Botan with a wicked smile.
And that day Lucian realized.
The fact that the father is not God, and that the child himself is not God either.
That there are stronger and more amazing people in the world.
That was why Lucian was different from other scoundrels in that he looked at his opponents and used his head cleverly.
Because I knew it.
Because he knew very well that neither he nor his father were gods who could do whatever they wanted.
After witnessing the shocking sight, Lucian began to make efforts.
Because I was so scared.
I need to get stronger.
We must continue to stand in a position of strength.
In order not to be abandoned by beings greater than oneself, like Duke Wotan, one must become a capable being.
To reign over those who are equal or inferior to oneself, one must have power.
Lucian’s fundamentals have not changed.
He still enjoyed bullying the weak and using that to fill his ego. He constantly wanted to confirm that he was still strong.
‘Children of the Ten Swordsman.’
They are not just swordsmen, but children of those who occupy one seat each in the twelve northern families.
Lucian felt an instinctive sense of crisis.
So I thought as always.
You have to press on. You have to gain the upper hand.
and,
and.
‘How nice it would be.’
If you take a picture of those and press it.
If we could instill in those who have lived thinking they are strong the fact that they are in fact weak.
But when I first saw Lucas, I didn’t move hastily.
Lucas Hresvel was not a man to be messed with easily.
‘Byung-baek.’
He was the eldest son of Count Hresvelg, who led the Ravens.
Even though the Counts of Dior were favored by the Duke of Botan, they were not a family that could be easily messed with.
So in the end, I had to rely on my personal ability, and that wasn’t easy either.
‘Lucas Hresvelg.’
A genius swordsman whose name is known even in the royal capital.
Since he was still four years younger than me, I didn’t think I would lose. But I also didn’t think I would win easily.
But then new faces appeared.
Uder Bayer and Cordelia Chase.
Just like Lucas, rumors spread throughout the capital, but the content of the rumors was completely different.
One side is a genius with the sword.
The other two are young children who are caught up in a love game.
But that wasn’t all. Unlike Cordelia, who was relatively healthy, Uder was a sick person who couldn’t even go outside properly until half a year ago.
‘It’s easy.’
At this point, I could have pressed the button as many times as I wanted. So I started a fight right away.
Even if Lucas pulled out his sword, he was planning on provoking Yuder into a duel by wagging his tongue.
‘miss you.’
That handsome face was distorted into a horrible mess.
The sight of Cordelia Chase, who was on par with Lorraine in looks – no, maybe even ideal – crying as she realized that her lover was actually a weakling.
Lucian, thrilled by the sadistic fantasy, flicked his tongue even harder, and Lucas, as expected, pulled out his sword.
But from then on, things started to go wrong.
‘bouncer.’
Yuder Bayer.
It was clear that he still didn’t know anything about the world.
It was clear that he was the same being as his childhood self, unaware that there was a sky above the sky.
Then I will teach you.
How insignificant you are.
The purpose of the Sword Banquet was to broaden your horizons, so as an elder, I will lead you for once.
The word ‘defeat’ did not exist in Lucian’s mind as he charged forward, kicking the ground.
As always, I dreamed of myself winning and humiliating the weak.
and.
“uh?”
The moment he swung his sword for the first time, Lucian let out a blank sound without realizing it.
This is because Yuder was trying to strike back immediately, whether by blocking or dodging the sword, but he was unable to do anything.
“Oops, I forgot something.”
Lucian’s eyes sharpened as Yuder, who had taken more than ten steps back in an instant, spoke with a sly smile.
I don’t know about anything else, but at least the law seemed to be of a considerable level.
“Prince Lucian, let us make a promise.”
“Promise? What promise?”
“If Prince Lucian loses, kneel before Cordelia and apologize. And also Lady Lorraine. With all your heart.”
“what?”
“The reason this duel started in the first place was because Prince Lucian had been swearing at Cordelia with his arrogant tongue. As the saying goes, “If it’s all over, then shouldn’t Prince Lucian be the one to finish it?”
“That crazy guy.”
Lucian swore, the hopefuls of the royal capital laughed out loud, and the hopefuls of the south found the very situation amusing.
And the hopefuls of the North thought.
‘No, we got cursed at too?’
‘Weren’t we the ones who got cursed at first?’
But that didn’t matter to Uder.
What was important to Uther was Cordelia.
“Do you promise?”
“Then what if you lose?”
“Let me kneel before Prince Lucian and Lady Lorraine and apologize for my insolence.”
“No, that’s not enough. Your fiancée is with you too.”
“You crazy kid, I was going to let you have a little fun, but you’re just desperate to die?”
“What, what is it?”
“Anyway, would you like to promise?”
When Yuder asked with a neat smile as if he had never sworn before, Lucian burst out laughing.
They say that if something is so absurd it makes you laugh, and that was exactly true.
“You crazy bastard, I’ll take care of you.”
“If you can.”
At that moment, Lucian made up his mind.
I tried to stop at just giving him a little scolding, but he said that wasn’t enough.
I thought I should at least put a scar on his face.
“You brought this upon yourself.”
“Yeah, you brought this upon yourself.”
Uther grinned again, and Lucian kicked the ground again. And this time, Uther didn’t dodge either.
And right after that.
At that moment, Lucian’s stabbing like an island was unfolding.
“uh?”
Lucian let out another blank sound. But this time it was different.
Lucian himself was flying through the air.
To be precise, I was falling head first toward the ground.
Match.
The moment Lucian unleashed his thrust, Uther immediately closed the distance with his swift twenty-four steps. He grabbed Lucian’s right hand, which was unleashing his thrust, and immediately unleashed his slam. Using his great strength, he threw Lucian over his head.
And then again right after.
When Lucian realized that the positions of heaven and earth had become opposites.
Lucian didn’t fall headfirst into the ground.
Just before my head hit the ground, my position on the sky and the ground changed again. Something pushed the back of my neck, so I was able to fall back first to the ground.
“ah.”
And then I realized.
What touched the back of my neck was Yuder’s instep.
It was Yuder who put his foot on the back of his neck, which was falling from his head after being hit by a hammer.
“One game.”
Uder smiled brightly and said, and at that moment, voices erupted from those watching.
Embarrassment, admiration, fear.
“What is it? What happened?”
“Did you just throw it behind your head?”
“No, but did you catch it with your feet at the end? Without it falling head first? Is that possible?”
To be honest, I couldn’t see it properly.
The way Yuder dug into Lucian’s arms and then kicked him after handing him over.
‘As expected, Prince Yude.’
Lucas, the only one among those present who could see every move, was amazed and amazed again.
This is because Yuder’s physical abilities were truly superhuman.
‘That’s not all.’
Lucian’s swordsmanship was real. His thrusts were not something even Lucas himself could take lightly.
But Uther not only read the attack accurately, he even took advantage of it.
‘It’s creepy.’
It wasn’t just that I was newly amazed by Uther’s superhuman abilities. There was another reason.
“Get up, we have to keep going.”
Uder spoke to Lucian, who was lying on the floor with a blank expression on his face.
And Lucian, who started to sweat as if it was raining, quickly stood up as if he was running away and put some distance between himself and Uther.
And then I realized.
The reason why cold sweat flows like rain.
The reason why he was scared.
‘I could kick it with my feet.’
Instead of putting my foot on the back of his neck, I could just kick him.
And if that were the case, if that really happened.
No, leaving all that aside, the vicious idea of kicking the head of an opponent who was already defeated in the first place.
‘The Duke of Botan.’
Uder was the Duke of Wotan.
Lucian himself was a strong man who could do nothing.
Lucian realized it, and so he couldn’t move.
“Prince Lucian?”
“Lucian?”
Behind him, the promising candidates of the royal road each raised their voices.
Among them was Lorraine’s voice, but Lucian was unable to respond.
It was impossible to take my eyes off Yuder even for a moment.
Because I was scared.
Lucian himself was now a frog standing in front of a snake.
Uther narrowed his eyes slightly at Lucian’s reaction. And decided to pay a little more attention to him.
‘Because he is also a benefactor.’
Yuder, who had once again caressed Lucian’s cheek, spoke softly while looking at Lucian’s pale face.
“Prince Lucian, do not make me draw my sword.”
In fact, if he pulled out his sword, Uther might become weaker right away, but only Cordelia knew that fact.
Uther’s warning was very effective.
If he’s this strong even with his bare hands, what would happen if he pulled out his sword?
The promising players who were watching swallowed their saliva without saying a word, and Lucian lowered his head.
“I lost. No, I lost, I lost.”
Instead of responding to Lucian’s declaration of defeat, who was completely exhausted, Uder turned to Lorraine.
He smiled at her, who flinched, and winked at her again.
Keep your promises.
Apologize to Cordelia for speaking so rudely to her.
Uther’s eyes were stern, and Lorraine couldn’t bear it any longer. She took steps toward Lucian without even being able to bite her lips properly.
It was to kneel before Cordelia together.
It was an unexpected humiliation, but a promise is a promise.
‘You’re saying there are some surprisingly conceptual corners?’
No, is it because he is that strong in self-preservation?
Either way, it was a satisfying ending.
‘The sword banquet is just beginning.’
You don’t think this one thing will forgive you for insulting Cordelia, do you?
Plus, I cursed Lucas a little bit.
You haven’t even picked anything yet besides the apples, right?
Yuder smiled brightly and turned his gaze towards Cordelia, whom he had not looked at on purpose until now, but who he now had to look at.
Because I was very curious about what kind of expression he would have.
‘I’m shaking a little.’
What a big deal this is.
Uther coughed in vain and faced Cordelia, and found himself laughing.
Because Cordelia was standing there blinking with unfocused eyes.
‘You’re lost in thought.’
It was the expression Cordelia often made when she began to think deeply about something – or, more precisely, when she was lost in her own helpless delusions.
‘What are you thinking?’
I was curious, but I was also a little scared.
And Cordelia, unaware of these feelings of Yuder, was still struggling in her delusions.
‘What is it? What is it? What is it?’
It was nothing special, Cordelia herself giving him a kiss on the cheek.
Because they kissed, I had to do something to match the kiss.
In foreign countries, a cheek kiss is a greeting between close friends.
‘That’s right, that’s right. Yuder and I are close.’
But you’re still engaged, right? This is possible. It’s nothing.
‘What’s the point of telling them to cheer up… I should be cheering them on, right?’
Yeah yeah, cheer up.
Since I’m cheering you on, it’s natural to tell you to cheer up.
In fact, I never thought that Yuder would lose, but I also knew that there was a gap so large that I wondered if there was any need to cheer him on.
But we still have to cheer them on.
Because I don’t want Yuder to lose.
Because I want you to win.
Because my sister kept showing me strange things, sometimes my heart would pound when I saw Yuder.
‘No, that’s not it. Anyway!’
All I did was give him a big pat on the cheek and tell him to cheer up.
Her face didn’t even turn red, and she looked so indifferent and chic, just like the cool beauties we see in the movies.
however.
however.
‘What is it? What is it? What is it? What is it?’
Uther pressed his lips to her forehead.
It was only for a moment, but I could feel it clearly.
It felt like my forehead was on fire for a moment, burning brightly.
‘What? Do you really like me? Do you like me?’
So you got a tattoo on your forehead too? Huh? Something like that?
‘Oh, no. I also kissed her on the cheek because of the attention from those around me. It could be the same for Yuder too. No, it’s more likely to be that way.’
Yeah, so relax.
Relax, Cordelia.
There should be no misunderstanding here and no offense.
No, it can’t be done.
I can’t go in and lose to Yuder again, right?
The person who likes first loses!
‘What are you saying?’
I was so confused that I didn’t even know what I was saying.
Wasn’t it Yuder’s job to think in the first place!
Anyway, Cordelia was suffering from a state of utter confusion that made her feel like her brain was going to stop, so it took her longer than she thought to notice the scene unfolding before her eyes.
“Excuse me, Miss Cordelia?”
“Miss Cordelia!”
“Huh?!”
Cordelia, who had let out a strange sound without realizing it, took a step back awkwardly, and only then was she able to see Lucian and Lorraine kneeling in front of her.
‘What the heck, why are they like this? What did Yuder do again?’
Cordelia quickly turned her gaze to find Uther, and found him over there, trying to suppress his laughter.
‘He’s a bad guy after all!’
Hey, look at that smiling face.
You’re making people’s hearts hurt!
This time I tried to upset you!
“Excuse me… Miss Cordelia?”
“Huh? Oh, yeah.”
Cordelia quickly answered Lucas’ call and looked at Lucian and Lorraine again.
Lucian’s expression was truly pale, as if he had been struck by something.
It seemed like Yuder had made some kind of threat.
‘Anyway.’
People are becoming more vicious.
Cordelia clicked her tongue and smiled at Lucian and Lorraine, who were once again apologizing for their rudeness.
“Okay, I accept your apologies. Please get up.”
The difference between Uther and Cordelia.
In any case, in the end, Lucian and Lorraine stood up awkwardly from their seats at the warm words of Cordelia, who was a true angel, and everyone who was watching – even the promising young men of the royal capital – had warm expressions on their faces.
“phew.”
Cordelia let out a small breath and looked back at Uther.
Thanks to the commotion, I was able to break free from my delusions, but I still had a strange feeling, so I unconsciously made a shy expression.
But Uther did not encounter Cordelia like that.
Cordelia was someone I wanted to see even after seeing her, but right now I had to look elsewhere.
‘He’s coming.’
It wasn’t just Cordelia’s fault that Uther didn’t leave Lucian half-dead.
There was also a reason why he showed off his abilities, even if only briefly, instead of toying with Lucian.
One who has been watching since the first commotion broke out.
And those who began to approach only after the commotion had died down.
“The Sword of Light.”
A man who is called the strongest in the inspection and is called the best swordsman.
Rune Proud, a member of the Ten Swordsmen.
He came toward me with long, dark blue hair.
He looked at Yuder with eyes filled with interest, and Yuder smiled at him.
‘Let’s get started.’
A change to the story.
For a perfect happy ending.
Uther looked at Cordelia, and Cordelia, who had just turned to look at Uther, smiled and then turned her gaze towards Rune Proud.
Welcoming the Sword of Light with Uder.
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