Chapter 312 Masterpiece (3)
Marquis Valentino was dumbfounded even when asked.
He hoped that Roman Dmitri would deny that the sword that had put him in ecstasy was just a yawn.
however.
“It is true that the work is relatively the least complete. However, I don’t think it’s a ‘yawn’ quality. The swords of the No-Name series have improved by several steps compared to the previous ones.”
It was an embarrassing answer.
In a speechless situation, Marquis Valentino confirmed the third no-name once again with shaking eyes.
It was perfect.
There was no form more perfect than this in the eyes of collectors to the extent that they couldn’t understand which part was said to be less complete.
Sharp blade and moderate grip. In addition, his ability to accept mana undoubtedly overwhelms what people say about a great sword.
I swallowed dry saliva.
If it wasn’t for Roman Dmitry.
He would have raised his voice, saying not to be bluffed, but since he was the other party, he carefully asked the truth.
“… If so, could you check the fourth and final sword?”
“All right.”
There was no hesitation in the answer.
for the artisan
Showcasing the work to those who recognize the value of the sword was as enjoyable as the process of making it.
Hans took over the sword.
As he pulled the sword out of its scabbard and held it up, Marquis Valentino’s eyes turned hazy.
“… iced coffee.”
As if a groan leaked out.
exclamation of admiration
As soon as I checked the reflection of the sword in the light, the complicated questions in my head disappeared at once.
‘I can’t believe there is such a sword in the world.’
There is a legend among collectors.
An existence beyond its value as a collectible.
It is said that things that can be called real treasures radiate magic that attracts people at a glance.
At that time, complicated processes such as measuring instruments are not required.
It was said that just by directly touching and looking at it, the shudder that penetrates the body makes you realize how valuable the object in front of you is.
It was now.
The Marquis Valentino could not hide his admiration to the extent that his hand stroking the sword trembled.
‘I can see why Roman Dmitri described the No-Name series as an experimental work. In order to create such a treasure, even the process must have been artistic. Roman Dmitry has now entered a world completely untouchable as an artisan. In order to purchase his sword, all collectors will raise their voices without hesitation to pay a premium.’
A sword for 1 gold.
If it is the work of Roman Dmitri, the era of presenting 10 gold will come.
It was as expected.
When the Blaze was first purchased, Marquis Valentino considered the symbolism of ‘the work of Roman Dmitri’.
Even then, many people said that investing 1200 gold in a normal sword was a reckless decision, but if you put the blaze on the market now, you would get double the amount.
the problem is.
It was not good news for the Marquis of Valentino.
For collectors who do not resell their collections, the value of No-Name predicted the future.
‘… An astronomical amount is required to win the third no-name. The symbolism alone of the process to create this perfect sword will make collectors turn on their eyes and rush at it.’
I was in anguish.
The result was so perfect that it led to confusion.
It was then.
Roman Dmitri’s voice came through Marquis Valentino’s ears.
“The name of the last sword is called Disaster.”
disaster.
sure
Enemies who face that sword will feel like facing a disaster just like the name of the sword.
* * *
That day.
Marquis Valentino said as he left Dmitri.
“The Disaster was so perfect I wouldn’t even dare to buy it. A great sword like that would be of true value only with Roman Dmitri, but I will definitely win the bid for the third no-name, which was the starting point of Disaster. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to prepare in advance.”
His expression was spleen.
As if risking his life, Marquis Valentino left Dmitri, prepared to win the bid.
The situation was sorted out.
Roman Dmitri now met the man he thought of as Darkness’s new master.
“… Why are you giving me this?”
It was Rodwell Dmitri.
Covering his inner eye with an eyepatch, he looked at Roman Dmitri with a puzzled look.
“I have many better swords than this one. But the reason I’m giving this to you is because Roman Dmitri’s brother wants you, the only one who can take the place of my vacancy, to continue the symbolism.”
Dmitry became a country.
Having a bloodline like Roman Dmitry was a very important factor in the power system at the national level.
Chris Kevin.
There was a symbolism that could not be replaced by loyal servants.
That’s why Rodwell Dmitri promised to replace Roman Dmitri’s vacancy, but he wasn’t qualified yet.
Either by force or by leadership. I was short of it for a long time.
Except for the symbolism of being the younger brother of Roman Dmitri, there was no reason for Dmitri’s people to follow him.
“Rodwell. Dmitri stood on the edge of a precipice. The moment we take even one step back from the confrontation with Cronus, we will fall under the precipice and meet a miserable end. A vacant seat without me needs a firm leader to replace the seat. So take this sword and become stronger. Be reborn as a strong being that everyone trusts so that you can reassure people even if I am not there.”
“… You know that’s impossible. No matter how hard I try, I can never completely replace my brother.”
Meantime.
Rodwell Dimitri worked tenaciously.
As a member of Dmitri, he tried to fill Roman Dmitri’s vacancy, but he couldn’t prevent people like Henderson from dying the same day the Kronos Empire attacked.
I knew then. Contrary to his strong will, he knew that he could not become Roman Dmitri.
His overwhelming force and powerful enemy, the Kronos Empire, clearly showed how humble Rodwell Dmitri was.
so that.
I couldn’t get the sword.
Even if he inherited the symbolism, he himself was too shabby.
however.
“I will tell you a funny story. There is a special ability in the martial art called Fire God’s Gong. I can share some of the heat that I have only with my blood. I will blow the flames of the fire upon you from now on. It’s just a little bit of power, and it’s just a small seed. But if you accept the fire of the fire and make it germinate. You will definitely become stronger than before.”
Roman Dmitry said you can be strong.
My experiences so far have shown me that those words are not false.
“Choose. If you refuse, I’ll make this happen.”
It was a question that had already been answered.
Even for Dmitri’s future, Rodwell Dmitri had a desire to become stronger than he is now.
“I will. I would do anything to become stronger.”
* * *
It was simple.
flames of fire.
The moment I breathed in some of them to the point where I could describe them as really ‘fine’, Rodwell Dmitri’s eyes widened.
Hwaak-
“Kuhup?!”
A great deal of pain came over me.
Starting from the area where the fire came in, it felt like all the organs in my body were on fire, and in particular, I felt as if lava had been poured into the danteon, so I grabbed my stomach.
My face turned red.
He fell facedown on the ground, groaned, and trembled in a small crouch.
It was painful.
It was an unfamiliar pain that even Rodwell Demitri, who thought he was used to suffering, could not bear.
only a part
However, the fire of the fire was a force that humans could not handle.
If he hadn’t mixed and blown the heat of the God of Fire, his already fragile body would have all burned to ashes.
“… Kwuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu”
gritted it
His eyes felt like they would pop out, but Rodwell Dmitri didn’t say anything to stop the pain.
I wanted to be strong.
When the Kronos Empire attacked Dmitri, he did his part in his own way.
But that was it.
Opponents like Sven, who had driven Kevin and Henderson to death, did not dare to face it, and remained on the sidelines as Roman Dmitri waged an all-out war against the Kronos Empire.
got the subject
Except for the fact that he was Dmitri’s, he knew that he had no place in this war.
It was disastrous.
As the same Dmitri, I wanted to do something for Dmitri.
Rodwell Dmitri, who always had to be the best because of his father’s excessive expectations, had a hard time enduring the helplessness of not being able to do anything.
If you ask people who stays at the gym until late at night, most will probably mention Rodwell Demitri.
He tried so hard, but the existence he had to replace was so overwhelming that his efforts seemed to be nothing.
So I endured it.
I wanted to seize the opportunity.
Rodwell Dmitry was not one of those who freely accepted the wealth and glory that stemmed from his brother’s halo.
even if it’s stupid
I wanted you to do your duty.
Rodwell Dmitri, who had been playing the role of the eldest son since childhood, was such a person.
I shuddered.
In an attempt to come to his senses, he bit the inside of his mouth, leaving his mouth full of blood.
It was fishy.
But even in the constant pain, Rodwell Dmitri swallowed the hot heat.
It was poisonous.
Having lost an eye in the war against Cronus, he possessed mental strength beyond the limits of ordinary people.
As time passed, his will hardened like steel.
Even in the pain of constant beating, even though his face was distorted by the pain, he did not let go of his mind until the end.
that look.
I liked Roman Dmitry.
The new life is not just a family that forces a bone-and-skin battle, but really trustworthy beings who consider themselves family.
What a joy this is.
If Rodwell Dmitry had hoped for any power off the subject, he would have been cut off before he got the chance he has today.
that kind of person
It was Baek Joong-hyuk.
In order to accept a family as a family, it was more important how to think of the family fence than blood.
inside the fence.
Rodwell accepted Dmitri.
He showed the way forward to him who purely thought of Dmitri.
Finally.
“… Great.”
The pain subsided.
As the color returned to his face, the energy of fire finally took its place in Rodwell Demitri’s short battle, albeit weakly.
I haven’t come to my senses yet.
I heard Roman Dmitri’s voice through my hazy consciousness.
“The names of the martial arts that I will tell you from now on are called Fire God’s Gong and Fire Sword Sword.”
A sword technique reminiscent of the flames of a fire.
Its owner was none other than Rodwell Dmitry.
* * *
Shortly after the Marquis of Valentino returned to the family.
A meeting was called.
When the family’s retainers confirmed the subject of the meeting, they reacted with bewilderment.
“What do you mean by that?”
“To hear that the jewelry business, which was going well, is suddenly withdrawn. In the immediate aftermath of the war, significant quantities of jewels had already been purchased to target ladies with an eye to luxuries. If we proceed with the processing through the artisans who have completed the contract, we will reap a considerable profit, but why are you making such a sudden decision?”
“I need an explanation. Even if it is not our flagship business, there is no case of withdrawing from business like this.”
The backlash was intense.
jewelry business.
It wasn’t Valentino’s flagship business.
Valentino handles a variety of businesses, such as transporting steel groceries, but the jewelry business has not shown much interest.
The reason was clear.
Valentino pursues a business targeting the ‘unspecified majority’, but the number of customers who purchase luxury goods is too limited.
It was different from what Valentino was pursuing.
This time was an exception.
considering the specificity of war.
It was an occasional event business, but he suddenly said that he would recover the money from the jewelry business.
The gaze was focused.
One of the vassals asked seriously.
“Is there something wrong that we don’t know about?”
The atmosphere got serious.
if so.
The vassals will all put their heads together and try to solve a major problem.
in the eyes of the vassals.
Marquis Valentino said with a serious expression.
“It is a very important issue. It seems impossible to win the bid for Roman Dmitri’s sword, which I have been talking about since the other day, with only 3-4,000 gold. Therefore, I will recover all the money I invested in the jewelry business and invest that capital in the auction.”
firm tone.
For a moment, the vassals doubted their ears.
