Swordmaster’s Youngest Son Chapter 376

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Chapter 376,

Chapter 114. Descendants of fairies

“It looks like the space will collapse soon.”

Feeling the subspace vibrate, Jin said.

“That’s right. I did well not to break it like you said.”

Valeria stood up and brushed off her robe lightly, talking behind her back.

“It was a very exciting conversation, Gene Runkandel.”

During the three hours spent in the subspace, the two talked a lot.

It was mainly Jin talking and Valeria listening.

As a disciple in a previous life, to a colleague in the present life. He talked about how he had lived. Of course, it was not a pointless discussion of life stories, but a conversation to share information that would be good for each other to know as colleagues.

The various secrets of the world that I learned from my cadet days when I became a shadow contractor at a young age (actually, from the moment I was born right after the return), what I gained as a reserve rider, what I am experiencing after becoming a rider, future plans…. all of

that Even meeting Valeria in a series of processes.

Valeria was deeply interested in Jin’s story, not empty words, but genuinely. He thought that the density of time accumulated by a human named Jin Runkandel was very heavy.

‘A human who is still only nineteen has really gone through a lot.’

Of course, Jean knew what was going on in the life of Valeria, who was just seventeen. He knew better than anyone else that the short happiness of childhood was over and that he was enduring only lonely times like a monk.

That’s why a story that Valeria came up with just before the subspace completely collapsed came very hotly.

“Did you recognize what I was commemorating earlier?”

“It did.”

“It was a tribute to my family who died in the Gray Owl Mercenary. After they were massacred by Ziffle, I was determined never to have anyone around me again.”

Valeria met Jin’s eyes.

Then he tried to say something but closed his mouth.

“why?”

“Nothing. Anyway, after hearing your story, it seems that our work together has become a little clearer.”

Jin was surprised at the first thing she said about the Gray Owl Mercenary.

And he seemed to know what Valeria had swallowed.

Pssss…

The collapse of subspace was accelerating. Aura particles that fluttered like black pollen spread in all directions and disappeared.

The time they spent in the subspace was about three hours, but outside it was approaching noon.

[Come!]

[The kids are back, Miss Sheila!]

Ruru and Miru were the first to greet the two. They were wearing the aura armor cloak that Jin had given them, and it looked like a huge ball of hair.

The torrential rain stopped, the clouds cleared, and the bright sun shone on them.

[Are you back?]

Sheila said, flying in front of the two of them.

looked exhausted Even though the fairy’s unique light flowed from her whole body, she looked emaciated. It was only natural that he was betrayed by his own people in one day and killed his only younger brother with his own hands.

“I didn’t know how time would pass. Didn’t more pursuers find me while I was away?”

[okay. They say someone is blocking those approaching the forest.]

“Who…?”

[That person called himself Mr. Green Rose.]

[Yes, Mr. Green Rose. I heard you would know if I said that.]

[I’ve never seen a human looking for us so easily.]

[Even we didn’t know that Mr. Green Rose was approaching?]

Ruru and Miru stayed hidden all night looking at the entrances to the forest, worried about being pursued. .

And at some point, when I turned my head, I saw a smiling Yona, and I was frightened and tried to run away. Jonah was very fond of the tomb men and informed them of their new pseudonyms.

‘Sister Jonah helped me.’

Goosebumps appeared on the nape of my neck at the same time I felt grateful.

‘Since when did my sister follow me…?’

There was no guessing whatsoever. That meant that Jonah could kill himself at any time if he made up his mind. Of course Jonah wouldn’t do that.

[What kind of relationship are you with Mr. Green Rose? Are you allies? Aren’t you pretending to be an ally?]

“It’s fortunate that we’re very close. It’s an ally.”

Ruru and Miru breathe a sigh of relief. They judged that if Jonah was an enemy, Jin would not be able to handle it.

‘I don’t know when exactly my sister has been behind me, but I don’t think there will be any information that the record wizard and I came from Wantaramo Forest to Ziffle.’

There was no need to leave the forest in a hurry. While in the subspace, he was worried that he might not be able to talk to Sheila due to bad circumstances outside.

Jean met Sheila’s eyes.

“The descendant of the fairies was just a name given by people, Miss Sheila. You are not descendants…”

[You are nothing more than fairies who lost their honor and were cursed by the witch.]

Sheila’s self-deprecating answer.

[We are terrible beings. We killed the powerless humans who came by chance, traded royal wine with those in power, and rotted away in our own little world.] At

that moment, Jin remembered one last thing he had seen in the royal family record.

By then, the fairies had forgotten most of their memories of being real fairies.

It was only that he came back into existence by borrowing the power of Heluram, but he did not regain his ‘self’.

It wasn’t just the memories of when she was a real fairy that she had forgotten. no rest Except for Sheila, most of the fairies had forgotten what Heluram had done and said to them.

because it was boring

Otherwise, life without purpose, meaning, or hope was a series of boredom. So I found fun by killing humans who accidentally found the forest, and that was enough.

Only Sheila thought about her future as their king.

“…Still, you have kept Solderlet’s message.”

[It’s not because I protected it, but because you came to protect it. You are the promised thousand-year contractor, so I made no effort to keep my promise with Solderlet.]

“There is a saying among humans. The best way to replace guilt is to hate yourself. But Sheila-sama is not human.”

Jin paused for a moment and continued talking behind his back.

“So face it. Sheila made a mistake long ago, paid a harsh price, and was cursed for not enough, and Solderlet’s message was not forgotten while the other fairies lost themselves and themselves completely.”

That’s enough.

As Jin finished speaking, Sheila’s wings trembled slightly.

[…thank you.]

“It could have been over-the-top. Thank you for listening.”

Sheila’s gaze fell on Valeria.

[Come closer.]

Valeria stood in front of Sheila. It was like he sensed something.

[What did you feel in the records you saw through Gawangju?]

Valeria slowly closed and opened her eyes once.

“When I entered the forest of the beginning, I felt strangely painfully nostalgic.”

[That’s because your soul originated there.]

“My family has existed since the 1400s. And now it’s 1799. There is a big difference in timing from the record contained in King Gawangju.”

[Yes, the record I left behind is from a thousand years ago. Nevertheless, your soul is rooted in the forest of the beginning.]

“For what reason are you so sure?”

[The first person with the surname Hester came to visit me.]

Valeria’s eyes widened.

[The person’s name is Minka Heister. Like the people I betrayed and you, I had unique red hair that I can never forget once I see it.]

Minka Heister.

Valeria also knew the name. She was the founder of the Heister family and the first person to leave a ‘traditional paper’.

He was also the first human to use record magic. Hester’s unique recording magic all started with Minka.

“…why did the ancestors visit Sheila?”

[To inform.]

“What?”

[The fairies who fought against Ziple until the very end… are all forgotten. And they left a single ember before my old brothers were completely forgotten, before they perished forever…]

Sheila’s body turned red. A whirlwind of remorse, sadness, resentment, and passion filled her heart.

[That the fire didn’t go out and it was you who eventually germinated.]

The fairies were completely forgotten in the world because of Ziple’s manipulation of history a thousand years ago.

They left one last record.

A record in the form of a ‘soul’.

The fairies who lived in the forest in the beginning had a deeper understanding of the providence of nature than any other being.

One cycle of providence understood by fairies.

People, animals, bushes, even steel that seems to never change. In the end, everything was bound to disintegrate over time and be absorbed into the world by the wind as a river flowing to the ground.

They become food, mixed with the seed, and become life again.

The fairies gathered all their souls and released them into nature. Eagerly longing for that soul to bloom somewhere again someday…

Four hundred years.

Finally, the spirits of the fairies created a name after circling around for four hundred years.

I mean the name Heather.

Tears flowed nonstop down Valeria’s cheeks as Sheila explained these facts. She was breathing heavily, unaware that she was crying.

Sheila seemed to have her lovely nephew in front of her, but she couldn’t recklessly comfort Valeria as if she had committed an irreparable sin against the niece.

“What kind of person was the progenitor?”

It was a statement with many questions.

[It was beautiful and elegant enough to be ashamed of me to comment. He was very strong, but he seemed lonely. Seeing you makes me think Clearly what kind of person he was…]

Minka Hister was a human who disappeared with Ziple when Heister was erased from history.

That’s why Sheila couldn’t remember the fact that he had visited four hundred years ago. I could barely recall it as a faint image, but I felt a deep sense of deja vu from the moment Valeria came to the forest.

And he had just seen Minka in Valeria. Minka’s face came to mind now. Reet Damiro Yul with Minka. Even my sister’s face.

The spirits of Valeria’s old fairies were igniting the erased memories.

[Can you tell me your name?]

“Valeria. Valeria Heister.”

[You are a descendant of fairies. You are the only one who inherited the existence of the fairy, not the ghosts of this Wantaramo Forest.] It was the

moment when Valeria’s long and heavy homework was finished.

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Swordmaster’s Youngest Son

Swordmaster’s Youngest Son

SMYS, The Swordmaster's Son, The Youngest Son of a Renowned Family of Swordsmen
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Status: Completed Type: Author: , Released: 2019 Native Language: Korean
Jin Runcandel was the youngest son of Runcandel, the land’s most prestigious swordsman family… And the biggest failure in Runcandel history. He, who was kicked out miserably and came to a meaningless end, was given another chance. “How do you want to use this power?” “I want to use it for myself.” Memories of his past life, overwhelming talent, and a contract with God… The preparations to become the greatest are complete.

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