Black Badger - Chapter 429



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429. Old Tales, Horse Race (3)

It seems like someone is plotting revenge or sabotage behind the scenes.

I had expected it, but at this point their jealousy and envy were becoming ugly. I couldn’t hide my disgusted expression.

“Meet Lord Kissis.”

Anyway, I greeted him politely.

The commoners who noticed Kisis around them were slightly shaken. The knight of Jaan paid no attention to it, though.

I bent down slightly as soon as he closed the distance.

And then he whispered quietly.

“What is it?”

Kissis let out a breathy laugh.

“Do you know who your final opponent is?”

“I heard yesterday. He was the winner last year. He registered three workhorses, but only two of them have been used in competitions so far.”

“Beware of that third servant horse.”

hmm?

It looks like he’s hiding some kind of enormous servant horse.

But isn’t this against the rules of the game?

As I raised my head and looked at Ja-an, the Sword Master immediately understood what I was trying to say.

But he didn’t do me the kindness to explain it in detail.

He answered slowly, arching his eyebrows.

“You’ll know when you see it.”

What the heck is this? What is it trying to do?

I was speechless for a moment.

“Thank you so much for the useful information, Sir Kissis.”

But the other person’s attitude was no longer surprising.

I quickly came to my senses and smiled brightly.

“We are honored that you took time out of your busy schedule to come to the stadium to see us.”

“Look at that guy who is mocking me for giving me the information I asked for, saying it’s useless.”

Kissis kept pushing my temple with his index finger.

A truly dignified act.

I finally gave a small protest because he wouldn’t stop pushing my face to the side.

As I shivered like a wet puppy, Kissy burst out laughing and slapped my finger away.

The life of a knight is really tough.

I saw the Sword Master turn his body without saying a word.

The game will start soon.

You don’t even want to watch the semi-finals?

“Are you going?”

“I’m busy, just like you said.”

“Aren’t you coming to the finals?”

Then Kissis stopped walking.

The unreadable Ja-an looked at me closely.

“If the emperor comes, he doesn’t come, and if the emperor doesn’t come, he comes.”

That’s intuitive.

He also said that he would never watch the semi-finals.

“I guess he will come.”

What’s going on in the palace?

I was curious, but I had no right to ask, and asking and hearing nothing would change anything.

What was important to me now was to make sure that the monsters wouldn’t attack the audience during the match and that the participants wouldn’t use unfair methods.

He nodded without asking any further questions and turned his gaze back to the stadium.

Semi-finals.

Now that the Emperor is here, no visible nonsense will be done.

Rumor has it that the Emperor is quite fond of this game, so he will not look kindly on anyone who disregards the rules.

But when you get caught up in the excitement of the game, you never know what might happen.

I took a deep breath and turned my gaze to the stadium, hoping that nothing unusual would happen like it had done so far.

***

I was wrong.

Kairos’ opponents were even more excited because the emperor had come in reverse.

Originally, it was said that he was not someone who often showed up in the semi-finals or finals. That must be why he was so excited. It was well known in the imperial capital that the emperor liked the horse races and kept an eye on excellent horsemen.

Even if you don’t win, you can still enter the imperial palace by proving your skills to the emperor.

You can become a servant of the royal family and live in luxury.

The story is that such a rumor was spreading.

Paaaaang!

So this time the opponent tried hard to prove himself.

A monster that looked like a night owl exploded.

The thorns embedded in its round body flew out in all directions.

“Whoa!”

“Eww!”

“It’s flying!”

Seogeong!

Kyle, Ray and I fired at the same time.

We cut off the thorns flying into the audience. The thorns split in half and fell to the floor with a thud.

[oh my god!]

The match master’s life was saved thanks to Kyle’s sword strike.

The man standing on the podium opposite the VIP box was horrified to see the thorn splitting in two in the air.

[I almost lost one of my precious eyes!]

A game that stops for a moment.

It happened so quickly that the audience was a beat late in coming to their senses.

The VIP seats were surrounded by defensive magic, so there shouldn’t be any problems.

However, Ray, who was in charge of guarding the VIP seats, cut off the flying thorns.

Kyle and I also caught all the thorns that flew into our respective audience seats.

Because of that, we were late in responding to what happened inside the stadium.

[ah!]

When I realized the situation too late, I almost jumped onto the field.

[Kairos is injured!]

The monsters were safe.

It seems that they each avoided it in their own way. It wasn’t surprising since they had never been injured on their way here.

The problem is Kairos.

His right arm was pierced by a thorn.

People were terrified.

[Is that okay? As you may already know, in principle, therapists cannot intervene during a match!]

The rules are broken!

Just leave it like that without stopping the game?!

“I will proceed.”

To my surprise, Kairos gave me the answer I expected.

bang!

On the other side, Kyle slammed the poor audience wall.

Most people were so focused on the game that they didn’t even hear the sound.

It seemed as if Kairos had heard it, but the servant of the Red Cross simply knelt on one knee and tied his thorny arm with a rope.

It was a line that came out of his pocket, perhaps prepared for such a situation.

Of course, this is not a fundamental treatment at all.

Suddenly, Kyle felt so pitiful.

I want to jump onto the field and tear the ball apart.

Kyle, who had known the author since he was a child, must have been completely turned inside out.

I’m going crazy… .

“Give me treatment.”

A rich voice rang out.

Everyone who had been shouting this or that, including the match master who had been shouting that the match would continue according to the participants’ wishes, all shut their mouths.

The emperor stood up from his seat.

“When I saw it, it seemed like the game was already decided.”

Before the Night Song monster self-destructed, Kairos was pressuring his opponents by combining flying monsters and slimes.

It was truly an extraordinary tactic. Who would have thought of combining the two monsters he had brought with him to attack?

The effect was so good that I couldn’t believe it.

Even now, the flying creature is safe thanks to the slime that surrounds it like a specimen.

Slime was originally immune to physical attacks, so it had thorns and was fine.

Now it’s going to fly up and start spitting out thorns?

An opponent who loses their most powerful monster will not be able to attack the fast-flying slime-like flying creature of unknown name.

So, it wasn’t entirely wrong to say that the match was decided.

[yes!]

The match master didn’t hesitate.

[The winner is here! Kairos wins!]

For the first time, I felt grateful to the Emperor as he walked out of the stadium.

Thanks to him finishing the game, I was able to get my arm treated in time.

Even though it was the Emperor’s order, a therapist who served the nobles, rather than a random therapist, rushed into the arena.

“The knights are skilled.”

With those words, the emperor disappeared from the stadium.

“Newbies with yellow eyes.”

I couldn’t understand what the muttering meant.

Why are you suddenly mentioning us when you’re not even praising the missionary?

Anyway, that’s how the semi-finals ended that day.

***

His opponent in the finals was Shane.

He is the one who has won the tournament for two consecutive years. He is the one who crushes his opponents with his ruthless skills and powerful servants.

I heard that the man who always brings a servant horse that the audience could never have imagined is already boasting that he will crush Kairos’s arrogant nose.

Kyle quickly transferred it to Kairos.

And I grumbled as I looked at the minister who smiled refreshingly and said thank you.

“If you were going to make it to the finals, you should have brought creatures that were easier to fight.”

It’s the same complaint I made last time.

Kairos laughed for a long time, clenching and unclenching his right hand.

“These kids are enough.”

“Did you not understand what Sir Kissis said to you by Hilde?”

“I did. I’m looking forward to it! The other two are strong too. Lich and Seral Mulso. They won’t be easy opponents.”

“It doesn’t seem like it would be easy to beat even one of the two revealed, let alone three.”

Ray muttered, his eyes widening in confusion.

“What are you going to do?”

I saw Kairos smile triumphantly.

The minister patted the flying creature sitting on his shoulder and then answered.

“I’ll show you at the stadium.”

It was a cool voice.

“I haven’t finished playing yet.”

***

[iced coffee!]

The long-awaited finals.

As Kisis said, the emperor did not come.

That doesn’t mean the audience list wasn’t luxurious. First of all, Kishis sat in the VIP section. For some reason, I heard that in the past, he would sit in the commoners’ section even when watching a game, but today, he proudly took a seat in the VIP section.

Several nobles, including the Baron, flinched in discomfort.

But the big shots like the Minister of Finance and the High Priest didn’t even blink an eye.

Despite the absence of the Emperor, or perhaps because of the absence of the Emperor, the VIP boxes were much more crowded than during the semi-finals.

Even for a child of the Count’s own, it would be difficult to sit in the VIP seat.

The audience seats for the common people were packed to the brim.

The match started with such high expectations.

In that last servant horse game, Kairos broke the pattern he had been hiding.

The silkworm cocoon hatches.

It transformed into Leviathan.

[This can’t be happening!]

The people cheered enthusiastically.

[Have you seen it, everyone!]

Just now, Kairos was being pushed back. The buffalo didn’t fall down when its eyes were hit, and Richie didn’t have any eyes to hit.

Moreover, since both types were able to withstand attacks so well, even if the slime reflected the attacks, it had no effect.

A seemingly helpless situation.

The moment Shane, who had expected victory, snickered, the third monster of Kairos that he had forgotten about appeared.

[It was Leviathan!]

The match master shouted excitedly.

[Water dragon Leviathan! That cocoon that we called ugly ground potato or ground silkworm cocoon because we didn’t know its name was actually the pupa of Leviathan! Oh my! I get to see the molting water dragon in real life!]

“Let’s go.”

Kairos smiled and stroked Leviathan’s crown.

“I’ve been feeling suffocated in Kochi.”

Everything changed quickly.

The buffalo quickly became incapacitated.

He was bitten by a Leviathan that dug into the ground and entered through an opening. After being bitten, he was hit by a flying creature and was unable to get up, and during that time, Leech was directly hit by the Leviathan’s cannon.

The situation turned around in an instant.

Whoaaaaah!

People went wild.

The stadium shook with the cheers of the excited audience.

“Kairos! Kairos!”

thud!

But Shane wasn’t just watching Kairos run wild.

Boom, boom!

Instead of the stadium, the ground shakes.

A huge thing was walking into the stadium.

I took a sharp breath and turned my head towards the approaching, heavy presence.

And I heard the people’s screams of fear, Ray’s curses, and the Archimandrite shouting, ‘This is unholy!’

After catching sight of the figure walking towards the stadium, I turned my head to look at Kissis.

A man who is laughing alone among the aristocrats who are each shaking.

When our eyes met, the corners of her eyes widened.

‘I told you.’

The fucking Sword Master said with his mouth.

I also let out a short curse silently.

‘You should have told me not to!’

Shane’s third demon, previously unknown.

The giant that had been sleeping on the western peak appeared in the stadium.

***

In fact, Archduke Jacques had been keeping a close eye on the Golden-Eyed Knights while the finals were underway.

He had already seen the dazzling talent of the new minister many times. He knew that as soon as the competition was over, the new minister would receive a summons from the imperial family.

So, starting around the quarter finals, Archduke Jacques’ attention was drawn elsewhere.

For example, the black-haired, golden-eyed knight who protected the right-hand audience seat throughout the game.

An imperial knight from the same tribe as the renowned Red-Handed Minister.

The Archduke knew that the knight hated him.

When I told him to forget the past the other day, Geum-an’s eyes burned with anger.

He sometimes looked as if he couldn’t understand why he had become a knight of the royal family.

I guess I’ll never forget the humiliation of kneeling.

It’s a completely different attitude from the red-light district office workers who run wild in the stadium.

They are both talented enough to succeed if they don’t die young.

What kind of actions will the two of them show in the future?

When I got tired of thinking like that, I looked at the third son of the count’s family.

An article about a man who ran away from home because he was heartbroken by his sister’s death.

Ray Reneur, who had shown a natural talent for swordsmanship since childhood, was now part of the western unit.

It looks like he has completely abandoned the idea of ​​being a nobleman… .

Archduke Jacques, although understanding his contempt, found his blasé attitude quite amusing.

It seems like only yesterday that I was looking into the face of a little baby wrapped in a blanket.

I don’t think you even remember.

Well, it’s a much more desirable course of action compared to the arrogant and arrogant majority of noble children.

It will also be quite fun to watch the future of that blue guy.

That’s what I was thinking.

Even until the finals were underway.

He was only focusing on two of the three knights who had come in as escort.

Kwaaaaang!

“hmm?”

A giant breaks through the stadium gates.

The Archduke crossed his legs, raised his wine glass, and furrowed his eyebrows as the nobles in front and behind him screamed in surprise.

“Why is it wobbling?”

“The ministry is imperfect.”

A lukewarm reply came back from behind.

It was the voice of the purple-eyed prodigal son who had returned.

“If you keep doing that, you’ll lose control and run wild.”

Kwaaaaang!

The Sword Master was right.

As soon as the giant entered the arena, Shane failed to control his servant horse and vomited blood.

Archduke Jacques watched the screaming crowd and the collapsing stadium with laughter.

“Kairos!”

And then you see a knight running into the middle of the stadium.

White hair and copper-colored skin.

Bright yellow eyes.

“Take your horses and get back!”

Archduke Jacques set his eyes on Hildebert Taleb for the first time.