Episode 113 Great Love (4)
“…?”
Bikir opened his mouth slightly in embarrassment.
It was because Hugo, the head of the household and the organizer of the great banquet, was watching his younger siblings fight with a happy expression.
The Boston Terrier and the Great Dane continue to quarrel.
Both counts were fierce dogs with a personality of sticking their teeth out first rather than barking, but they seemed to be taking care of themselves because they were in front of Hugo.
Bikir looked at Hugo’s expression.
‘……why are you laughing like that? Oh no way.’
And I was able to come to a conclusion right away.
In the Baskervilles, a fierce political battle breaks out every day.
house owner. And there are countless lines under the seven counts, and there were also independent forces among them.
They engage in bloody nerve warfare and politics through assassinations, mothership duels, mergers and acquisitions beyond the black screen.
Therefore, it is normal for one power to check another power, and Hugo, the apex and supreme master of iron-blooded swordsmen, is no exception.
It is the family head’s job to constantly check and monitor the half-brothers or the forces of the mother’s family who are increasing their position and power within the family.
Paradoxically, the closest siblings are the most fearsome enemies in the Baskervilles.
So, Hugo’s biggest enemy was the Seventh Earl.
Now, the fight between the Boston Terrier and the Great Dane will result in the division of the Seven Earls, which will soon lead to the strengthening of the family’s power.
That’s why Hugo probably won’t criticize this power struggle between the seven counts.
On the contrary, it was highly likely to encourage and incite.
‘As expected, he’s a cunning writer.’
When Bikir is tongue-in-cheek.
Suddenly, Hugo turned his gaze to Vikir.
Vikir lowered his gaze to the plate, and Hugo spoke in a low voice.
“It’s nice to see your son recognized.”
?
I want to know what this means again.
Vikir looks up and sees Hugo’s face, which still has an extremely faint smile on it.
What an unanswerable, heartwarming smile.
As Bikir stood still, dumbfounded, Barrymore’s butler, who was behind him, sneaked up to him and whispered in his ear.
“They said that all seven counts wanted to attend the grand banquet. All of them were to see the young master. The other five counts said they were far away and couldn’t come after all.”
“……is it?”
“It seems that the head of the household is happy to see the younger siblings, who are normally aloof and arrogant, seem restless like this. Cancer, whose child are you?”
Bikir turned his head again.
……Then isn’t that heartwarming smile the pleasure of seeing the division of the younger siblings?
Are you really happy that your son is being recognized?
‘No way.’
Bikir shook his head.
Hugo, who has no blood or tears, can’t be like that.
Bikir brushed off his useless thoughts and decided to focus on eating.
Before long, the meal began to enter the main course.
The main dishes are served one after another.
It wasn’t long before a huge delicacy was set on the table.
‘I’m glad it’s not Haggis anymore.’
Bikir felt a little better knowing that he no longer had to eat the tasteless, filling haggis.
Meanwhile.
“Our Dane Count wants to eat raw food again. Indeed, nature cannot be deceived.”
“How many glasses of wine have you had already? You seem very drunk, so hurry up and go to sleep.”
The Boston Terrier and Great Dane were still fighting.
Eventually, they realized too late that growling at each other would only cost them money.
And from then on, both of them try to speak even one more word towards Bikir.
“Yes. Bikir. I heard that you lived in the sea of red and black mountains for the past two years? Tell me about your experience at that time. This uncle is very curious. Yes, how many savages did he kill? How many monsters did he tear to pieces? G? Ah! Just thinking about it makes my blood boil! The pit bull’s blood! That’s when I was! As soon as I was 8 years old, I was dropped into the depths of the floodwaters of the Black Mountain with enemies and took a practical test. At that time, I also competed with my older brother for prey. I just did! But my nephew has done more than that! I’m so proud of him!”
“Brave and clever nephew. This uncle won’t ask you trivial things like that. Of course, I’m very curious about how your dear nephew spent his time in the dangerous waters, but that’s what you need to read the report you’re going to submit later. But this uncle wants to ask something else first. It might be awkward to come back home after two years, but do you need anything? Just tell me if you have anything. This uncle will get you anything…
” Even the servants were startled by what they saw and hiccups.
Bikir smiled lightly.
The Boston Terrier was openly curious about Bikir’s life in the water, and the Great Dane was pretending not to be the same, but he was subtly curious.
But it was cut by Hugo.
“Let the kids eat for now. Don’t be too hard on yourself.”
It seemed to cover Bikir.
The two counts groaned and backed off while Vikir struggled to adjust to this strange favor.
“But as an uncle, I wonder how
my nephew has grown over the past two years…” “That’s right. The two counts
can’t abandon their lingering feelings. At this, Hugo slightly frowned.
“So. Are you saying you’re going to abuse my son even at the dinner table?”
“That’s not it.”
“…… Nope.”
In front of Hugo’s momentum, there is no sense of shrinking even if you are one of the seven counts.
A Boston Terrier and a Great Dane stealthily avert their gaze without even getting their money’s worth.
at that time.
There was a voice that saved the two counts.
“Proof of achievement is not difficult.”
It was Bikir.
At Bikir’s words, the faces of Count Boston Terrier and Count Great Dane turn red.
Hugo uttered a rare, worried voice.
“Hmm. Still, son. To prove your achievement, you have to go to the gymnasium, but it’s not tiring to talk about that during dinner. You’ve come a long way.”
“It’s okay, father. And…”
Bikir set the fork he was holding down on the table.
And he spoke.
“You can show your skills anytime, anywhere. Isn’t everyday life always a series of training?”
Even the faces of Hugo and his Boston terrier Great Dane brightened up in satisfaction.
“Brother. You took good care of your child.”
“That’s right. If I had a son like that, I wouldn’t really have a wish.”
“Hmm. Stop it. What’s with this much…”
Hugo strokes his mustache and turns his face away.
Butler Barrymore was watching with a pleased expression.
“But how do you prove your skills?”
Boston Terrier asks.
The Great Dane was also looking at Vikir with a curious look.
Bikir did not answer this.
I just raised my hand and put it on the table.
“…”
A little silence passed.
Eventually, Bikir’s mouth, which had been keeping silent, opened.
“Uncle Dane’s steak looks a little undercooked.”
At the same time, Bikir turned to look at the Boston Terrier.
“Uncle Terrier’s wine is too much in the glass.”
At that, the Boston Terrier and the Great Dane look at each other’s steak and wine.
at that time.
An amazing thing happened.
Tsutsutsutsutsutsu……
Bikir’s hands seemed to be shaking, and the tableware on the table shook slightly.
The Boston Terrier and Great Dane took their hands off the table for a moment.
The mana gushing out of Bikir’s body was carried on the table and was flowing.
yet.
A strange phenomenon took place in front of the two counts.
Chii’s profit ……
Great Dane’s steak began to ripen with a sizzling sound.
There was no change in the surrounding objects, but only one side of the steak was cooked in the hot heat.
The blood dried up and steam rose.
The brown, deliciously cooked steak has gone from rare to well-done.
“…… Huh.”
The Great Dane picked up a fork.
The fork was right next to the steak plate, but not hot at all.
As soon as you dip the meat into it, you can smell the slight burnt smell along with the firm texture of the meat.
Meanwhile.
“Ha ha ha ha!”
The Boston Terrier was also smiling as he looked at the wine glass in front of him.
Bubbling and bubbling……
The wine in the silver cup boils purple.
A sweet smell spread throughout the wine banquet that evaporated into steam in the blink of an eye.
The bubbling wine came down to the waist of the glass and stopped boiling.
Exactly half of it had vaporized and disappeared.
He cooked meat and brewed alcohol just by placing his palm on the table.
A state where you can pour mana into an object and explode it exactly at the point you want.
What if it is applied to swordsmanship?
You will be able to pour mana into the sword and emit an aura of the desired intensity and viscosity at the desired point.
And such a state is called this in the world.
‘Graduator.’
The stage before the Sword Master. The most mature stage that a master swordsman can reach. Beings that symbolize the might of the empire.
Bikir, among others, had reached a level that even the geniuses of the mid-graduating Baskervilles could only reach when they were around thirty-five.
A 17-year-old intermediate grader. youngest ever.
It was such that all official records that had hitherto been handed down in the Baskervilles were to be replaced.
