Swordmaster’s Youngest Son Chapter 727

Chapter 727,

Chapter 183. A skirmish that started from within (2).

Qian of the secret palace 7 swords wiped the cold sweat from Siris’ forehead.

“Captain, could it be that you were mentally attacked like Sir Jin?”

“…okay. There is a high possibility that Rosa’s mental attack has begun on the Barmal Union and temporary allies as well as on me. Rasner, go to Tikan and check the situation. I will give you Motte.”

“All right.”

Siris immediately got up and went to the training ground.

I could see Jin, who was still sitting upright and meditating. Jin broke out in a cold sweat as if in pain, but seemed to be overcoming it well.

But screams came from Gilly and Valeria Quaul’s sleeping quarters.

Among them, Valeria was the only one who was mentally attacked by Rosa.

She was having a seizure, as if she had been hit harder than Siris. Blood was gushing out from between his clenched mouth trying to hold on to his spirit.

Valeria, who was having a seizure, was held by Gilly with her whole body. Regardless of Valeria’s will, the runaway magic left scars on Gilly’s body.

“Oh, our Valeria. How can I do this!”

“Don’t make a fuss because you’re crazy, Kwaul! It’s Rosa’s mind attack.”

“A mind attack?”

“Hold on to Gilly a little longer.”

Siris cools down Valeria by creating a chill, and Valeria only comes to her senses after a few minutes.

“Heh heck heck…!”

Valeria breathes heavily.

In the illusion created by Rosa’s mental attack, she experienced the annihilation of not only her current colleagues, but also her only family, the Gray Owl Mercenary Corps in the past.

“Are you okay?”

At Siris’ question, Valeria nodded with a blank face. And she, like Siris, felt sorry for Jin.

from that point on.

The same thing happened with Tikan, Draka, and Kingelo’s new headquarters and empire.

One or two people from each faction began to receive Rosa’s mental attack.

Casimir was attacked in Tikan, Veradin in Draka, Margiela in Kingelo’s headquarters, and Dante in Empire.

Unexpectedly, it was Kingelo that the entire group suffered the most.

“Great Grand Duke! Welcome! Margiela is running out of control again…!”

“What should we do for Miss Margiela!”

Ainas and Buvar urgently shouted.

Kwaaaang-! Empty!

The basement of the New Headquarters was being destroyed by the purple aura that Margiela ran amok.

In front of them, Berakt, Joe Bianca, Ranke, and Bishkel were struggling to block their energy.

Except for Margiela, the rest of the personnel did not appear to be running out of control even if they were mentally attacked.

Zephyrin, who had just arrived, joined them right away.

“Sir Bishkel, please leave now.”

Zephyrin ran and stood next to Vishkel and said. Bishkel was seriously injured.

“He is my brother.”

Originally, Bishkel belonged to the coldest side of Kingelo, but he always lost his composure when it came to things related to Margiela.

“I am aware of the feelings of guilt and debt that Sir has towards Miss Margiela. But will Miss Margiela really like seeing Sir injured when he returns?”

“It’s still okay… oops.”

Zephyrin slapped Bishkel on the back of the neck. She tossed the stunned Vishkel to Boubar, raising her spirits.

‘Surely, this kind of runaway at this time… It’s possible that the evil spirit didn’t recognize the existence belonging to Ms. Margiela.’

Even after Zephyrin joined, Margiela’s outrage was not suppressed for a while.

Even though Orgal regained some strength and Zephyrin also became stronger, it was not easy to subdue Margiela and the new headquarters without being seriously damaged.

It wasn’t until three hours later that Margiela’s outrage stopped.

Around that time, Orgal finished the meeting in Tikan and returned to the new headquarters.

Orgal, who looked at the situation, touched his forehead as if his head was rotting.

[Everyone suffered. The vice-captain must have suffered a lot in particular.]

“Are there any countermeasures against mental attacks at the master meeting? If Miss Margiela continues to run wild, the temporary allies might find out about her identity. More than anything, it is burdensome to have such an element of anxiety ahead of the showdown with the body.”

[Existence of countermeasures confirmed. But it’s not something we can do.]

“So?”

[Jean Runkandel. This time, too, he is the key.]

Orgal’s explanation was as follows.

The mental attack, which is currently being randomly performed on all factions, disappears only when he wins the war against Rosa that is taking place inside Jin.

[The reason why the mental attack, which was only applied to Jin in the first place, spread to other members seems to be because he is now losing the fight against Rosa.]

That was the story that Orgal heard directly from Jin when he stopped by the Secret Palace. Jin himself said it was an ‘estimate’, but it was almost certain.

-It’s a phenomenon that started when I started being pushed by Rosa. When I was holding on well, there were no problems. As you can see… I’m not feeling well right now.

-[That’s right. If you put on shabby clothes, you will look like a person with a fatal disease.]

Only four days had passed since Jin started living in the secret palace.

Orgal, who saw that thin figure, wondered if Jin would be able to return to his best condition within the remaining 11 days even if the mental attack ended immediately.

“Hmm, sir. Then, if that demon is more outnumbered than now.”

[The mental attack will spread to more people. As we just checked at the meeting, the number of people who are exposed to the mental attack of the evil god in real time is already increasing.]

“That’s absurd.”

[The opponent is God, so it can’t be helped. In the worst case, not only will we have to move the day of the showdown… but we may have to devise a method other than Jin Runkandel.]

“Whoa. In the end, it’s said that it’s best to sit still and pray for Jin to win. While stopping Miss Margiela. At least the rest of us Kingelo won’t go berserk like that even if they get mentally attacked.”

For a while, Orgal and Zephyrin were silent as they looked at Margiela in the hospital bed.

* * *

Beradin and Dante were flying over Draka while riding on the back of the water dragon Tuyan.

Both of them had dark, weary faces.

“Psychic attacks are now spreading even to the general public. The situation in the Empire must be the same.”

Exactly a week has passed since the mental attack started.

Now, people are going crazy listening to Rosa’s voice everywhere in the private sector.

Therefore, the provisional alliance has also disclosed information about mental attacks to the public.

The fact that this situation will end only when Jin overcomes Rosa’s mental attack.

“Yes…”

I saw people kneeling under Tuyan who was turning over the plaza.

All ordinary people with black ribbons on their chests could do was gather in one place and pray.

“At first, I didn’t understand why people were taking to the square for what it meant. No, that’s exactly what it is today. It’s just amazing that this kind of act is reducing the size of the despair that spreads around the world even a little bit.”

Of course, since the mental attack began, the despair in Beradin’s map was also growing, but when people gathered to cheer or pray for Jin, the growth slowed down, even a tiny bit.

“That is the power of solidarity, Lord Beradin.”

“You could see it that way. But fundamentally, the end of the mind attack of the evil spirits depends not on the solidarity of the perpetrators, but on the victory or defeat of a special individual named Jin. They only slow down the growth of despair a tiny bit. Actually, it’s not even terribly significant. It’s more like futility.”

puck!

Suddenly, Dante thrust his fist into Veradin’s face.

Of course, the aura was not loaded, but Berardin lowered his head for a moment at the shock of the whole bone shaking.

“Why are you hitting me? You know very well that it is a great disrespect.”

“Oh dear. I seem to be sensitive these days too. I’m so bad at saying I’m sorry, my fist went out without me knowing.”

“I understand. But the second time is unlikely to be forgiven, so be careful.”

“But, Lord Beradin, can you?”

“what?”

“Can you alone slow down the growth of despair, even for a moment, like the people gathered below?”

“can not do it.”

“Then don’t say that they’re doing something pointless. No, even if it is possible for you alone, you cannot insult those who come out to do anything.”

“I don’t understand, but I will consider it. Doing so seems to be more effective in solidifying our temporary alliance.”

“It’s something you don’t know. In fact, the gathering of the people might be of some help to Jin. Thanks to that, Jin can eventually win the inner war he is fighting alone.”

Dante believed so. They said that their power, which is slowing down the growth of despair to an extremely small extent, would be helping Jin.

“So you better encourage them and move on to the Empire. People are also gathering in the Imperial Plaza. You may also question what we mean by encouragement, but this is a very important question. It is also the duty of a leader.”

Veradin nodded without saying anything. I didn’t really agree with Dante’s opinion, but I didn’t want to create a mess by getting another hit.

Above all, as Dante said, if this act was of any help to Jin, it was right to do it unconditionally.

* * *

Ten days have passed since the mental attack began.

Jin was reaching his limit. Even sitting still and meditating, my body shuddered with exhaustion, and I could not even touch water or food.

Rosa’s mental attacks across the world were getting bigger every day. The number of civilians exposed to psychic attacks has increased exponentially.

In each region, about a hundred people were reported a day, but now it was different from a thousand people.

There are only five days left until the final battle.

It was very difficult to believe that all this confusion would be sorted out and that Jin would be able to fight Rosa in the best possible condition.

Sometimes it’s painful just to watch.

The colleagues who were looking at Jin at the secret palace were like that. My colleagues seemed to be walking on thin ice, thinking that Jin might die suddenly.

“…I think we should delay the day of the showdown. As it is, it will be difficult for the young master to compete in five days.”

Gilly said looking at Jin from a distance at the training ground.

“I still got a call from King Tikan, Gilly. At the meeting, there was talk of postponing the showdown indefinitely until the mind attack was over.”

“Yes, the lord of the palace, please rest a little. Your complexion is too bad.”

“A rest doesn’t make it better anyway, this mental attack.”

The moment Siris answered, Jin suddenly stood up.

Gilly and Siris quickly supported him as his trembling legs felt like they would collapse soon.

“young master!”

“jin.”

“No acting… meaningless.”

“then?”

“Siris-nim, now I have to use the closed training hall.”

“I said I would do that the other day, but Jin. It is unreasonable to enter the closed training hall alone with that body. If something happens to you suddenly in there, we can’t help.”

“I don’t have the strength to elaborate. Just open the closed training hall. In reality, even talking is too much…”

The fact that Jin was getting thinner in reality meant that the war going on inside was intensifying.

Now, Jin was preparing to end the fight alone, without the friendly noise of his milestone colleagues.

Siris gritted his teeth and made eye contact with Jin, then nodded.

“Okay, I’ll open it right now.”