Swordmaster’s Youngest Son - Chapter 1146
The youngest son of a master swordsman – Chapter 1146
Chapter 1146
Episode 260. House succession ceremony (3)
The Black Sea is not a dark land like the previous world.
The whole area had changed to a state similar to Morganiel’s domain. There were bright yellow trees that grew to a height of ten steps, and the ground was covered with unnamed insects and blue and red flowers.
If there was a forest that was the first to bloom in the world, it would look like this. There were no traces of human hands anywhere, and the winding paths and rivers were endlessly confusing.
However, Jin walked through the Black Sea as if he was walking around his home. The ground moved as if to welcome him and gave way, and the trees danced and created a cool breeze wherever Jin walked.
Syron was sitting in the deepest part of it.
“Are you here?”
“Yes, Father.”
“Sit down.”
A bottle of alcohol and two glasses were placed between the father and son who were sitting face to face. Syron slowly filled the glasses.
Clatter…
After a while, the glasses clinked, and the father and son emptied the alcohol in one gulp.
“It tastes good. Do you know what this alcohol is?”
“I’m not sure. It’s the first time I’ve had it, but it’s very sweet and fragrant to my taste.”
“Fate liquor, the liquor of fate.”
“The liquor of fate…?”
“It’s the liquor your mother used to make for me to drink when we were young.”
Jin’s pupils shook.
“I tried to make it myself because there was none left. Fortunately, it tastes similar.”
“Mother….”
For a while, Jin looked down at the sky reflected in the glass and could not continue speaking.
Rosa is no longer a mother to Jin. A fiend. She was an enemy who tried to destroy the world before Celiac.
However, Jin refilled his empty glass and opened his mouth again.
“To Father, what kind of person was Mother?”
“She was a pretty person. She was cute in some ways, like when we used to make alcohol and call it the liquor of fate.”
Jin had seen that side of Rosa too.
Rosa Runcandel’s last remaining humanity, separated from the fiend. Jin had heard her story at the Fiend War.
“When Mother was young, she said that she liked Father because he was handsome.”
Honestly, he didn’t hate the way she said that, at least not at that moment.
She was not hateful and disgusting like a traitor to the family, like a fiend. That’s why Jin distinguished between the fiend and her even then.
“I should have cut Rosa down instead of you. It’s… hard to say this.”
I’m sorry.
Jin emptied his glass at Syron’s last words.
“Is that all you’re sorry for?”
“No, there are so many things that it would be difficult to say them one by one.”
Jin felt for the first time that he was not feeling the great swordsman’s spirit from Syron, who was drinking.
He could only see the appearance of an ordinary human being who regretted and was tormented by the past. He was not a good husband, nor a good brother, nor a good father.
He saw the dark and bitter face of a man. However, his eyes did not avoid Jin’s gaze.
The father and son emptied their glasses for a while without speaking. Jin chuckled as he drank the new liquor of fate.
“I think I’ll make and drink this liquor in the future too.”
“It’s an easy liquor to make.”
“That’s good.”
“My youngest.”
“Yes.”
“When did you get this strong? How did you get so strong that I have nothing more to teach you or give you?”
“I think my father’s life was not easy.”
“Everyone’s life in the world is like that.”
“Those who live their lives only for themselves are not like that. My past life is a good example. At that time, I was so focused on my own pain and desires that even after things got better, I couldn’t find Gilly again. I was trash.”
“That must have been hard on you too.”
“But Father never lived a life for himself, not even for a moment. He carried the world on his shoulders, didn’t he? From the Five Kings of the Black Sea, so that this world would not fall from his shoulders. So I don’t hate or resent my father.”
“You’ve become kind.”
“Now I’m strong enough to do it, just like you said, Father.”
The father and son laughed, showing their teeth.
“Have you said goodbye to the people?”
Farewell.
His siblings and comrades thought Jin didn’t know, but he did.
Siron was leaving now. Forever, to a place where he would not know where he was alive.
“It was a time when I felt once again how much I could regret it no matter how hard I worked.”
When Elona and Heluram restored the world, there was one problem they could not solve. Morganiel, the largest fragment of the Five Kings of the Black Sea that had permeated Siron.
Morganiel had already assimilated into Siron’s being when he was young. That was why Siron had suffered from demonization for so long.
-So far. He was not just a fragment of the Origin Stone.
-You mean the fragment of the Origin Stone… Does that mean that Morganiel existed before the Origin Stone was destroyed?
-Yes. Glierk, Kial, Suh, Nirgand. I thought the kings of the Black Sea were born at the same time, but Morganiel was not. Morganiel is, in a way, a kind of great resentment. It wandered the world for a long time and entered the Origin Stone as soon as it was born.
-Like the Sun God, did it exist from the beginning?
-I don’t know about that, Ban. But Morganiel was guarding the arrangement left by Solderret, so he must have something to do with it. That’s why I opened the way for you now.
“The original of the Demon Stone, the Origin Stone. Morganiel was born the moment the Origin Stone was created. To be exact, it should be said that the resentment of the world that existed before that took on a physical form. The resentments that flowed through the light….”
The resentment of the world.
For example, this world could not understand those who hated and denied each other for no reason.
The world was in agony the moment the power to completely destroy the land and manipulate even the past first appeared.
Should they be annihilated or watched? It was the same dilemma that the Sun God Kinzelo had.
Then, when Siron finally reached out to him with the people, the world, Morganiel, made a decision. To give Siron a little more time, to watch over him.
Morganiel is an error caused by the mistakes of the previous world.
“The reason why Lady Elona misses and regrets your friend so much, but cannot remain in this world, is the same as mine. It is in the realm of manipulation for me and Morganiel to be separated again and for me to remain in this world as I am. Still, I am grateful for this time that I have been allowed to say goodbye to the people like this.”
For a year after the Demon War ended, Siron diligently met with the people.
Not as a great swordsman, but as someone’s father, as someone’s friend, he spent ordinary and precious days.
He danced at the tavern with Luna, went to see the stars with Lountia, found Mary’s tombstone with Mary, picked green roses with Yona, and trained with the Tona brothers.
AndwithValas,I sang.AndwithJed,I watchedaplay.AndwithBan,Idrankthesapofgems.AndwithThalaris,I rodeMort.AndwithCasimir,I wroteletters.AndwithOrgall,I watchedthefoolsofGuKinzel.Andwithmyknights,Ifoundthetomb.
Andnow,itwasjustJinandhim,sharingadrinkingcup.
Untiltoday,itneverwas.
“Ineverhadthiswithyou.Justyouandme,sharingadrink.”
“Isthatwhyyou’resorry?”
“Yes……”
A single tear rolled down from Siron’s eyes. It was quickly absorbed by the wrinkles.
“ButyouchosemestermineasyouropponentbecauseI’mstrongenough.SoIcancomfortablysayI’msorryandyoucanfullydependonme.”
“That’sright.That’swhyI greeted everyone else first and came to you now.”
“I regret telling you that I secretly hoped you’d offer me a drink on the day of the succession ceremony.”
“It sounded like you wanted me to leave.”
Thefatherandsonlaughedsilently.
“Eitherway,youchosewell.I’mthestrongestintheworld,afterall.My swordsmanship is only a little behind Father and my brothers. My sisters are all a little soft, and my brothers are a mess. Did those nobles cry a lot?”
“Theycriedenoughtoconfuseme.I had to hug them and pretend to like it. Your brothers weren’t the only ones crying. Have you ever seen Ban cry?”
“Wow…BrotherTushin?”
“He pretended not to cry until the end. His acting was so good that I pretended to be fooled, but it was an incredibly awkward time for both of us. Great-grandfather even punched me, saying that he should be the one going before you. Thalaris asked me why Rondo kept going before her.”
Butnoneofthemhadahownin frontofJin.ExceptforGilli,whowasunabletoholdbackandshowedhimthenotelastnight,theyallpretendednothingwaswrong.
Jin continued to pretend he didn’t know.
As the strongest person.
“Sothisisthefirsttimeyou’vecried,Father.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Why?Didn’tyousayyouwereconfusedbyBrotherBan?”
“Hahaha…That’sright.ThisisthefirsttimeI’vecried since I was born and gained a sense of self. How should I put it…?”
I’mcoldandlonely.
Thefatherandsonemptiedtheirfinalcups.
And as if they had made a promise, they stood up at the same time and slowly drew their swords.
“Consideritagreathonortobemylastopponent,SironRuncandel.”
“I will think of it that way.”
Every time Barisada and Bradamante clashed, a deep and clear sound rang out.
It was impossible to tell how long they exchanged blows. The swords of the father and son never directly touched each other’s flesh.
It was as if they were sharing stories of their lives, leaving a sound and a trajectory near each other.
Siron’s body gradually became transparent. When it seemed like he would no longer be able to remain in the world, Siron stabbed Barisada into the ground.
Then, the unfamiliar greens and colors that had been covering the Black Sea flashed with light for a moment.
Jin opened his eyes again and looked down at Barisada, sheathing his sword. The sword stood alone, just as his father’s life had been before he left.
“…Goodbye,Father.”
Only then was Jin able to cry.
Kneeling, he held the hilt of Barisada in both hands. The grip was warm.