Swordmaster's Youngest Son

Chapter 348: Record (6)

C348 - Record (6)

"With the help of record magic?"

"Yes. Although I can't guarantee I'll find them faster than you, I can certainly do it more discreetly."

"I'm glad to hear that."

Currently, Jin couldn't afford to allocate proper manpower to find the Cat Tribe.

There were too many eyes on him now.

Not only his clan, but other forces, including the Zipple, were closely monitoring Jin since he started his cosmetics business and fought against the Specter Corps.

People's interest in Jin had skyrocketed.

Of course, it was already there, but recently, various world-ruling forces were sensing an unusual flow between Runcandel and Zipple.

And at the center of that was Jin, not Cyron or Kelliark.

That's why investing too much manpower in searching for the Cat Tribe would likely trigger Zipple's detection network.

Above all, Jin owed a debt to the Cat Tribe.

"I told you to cooperate more actively, but by seeing you act immediately, it seems you've realized you need me now."

Valeria looked at Jin.

"Just as you said, it's because we've built some trust."

She now felt an intense curiosity about the human named Jin.

Maybe it was because of the legacy her ancestors had left her, or because she had memories from when she was one year old and had died once.

'What the hell? Does he know he died once?'

But seeing Jin's actions so far, they were too radical.

'Jin Runcandel has been moving as if he doesn't care about his life since he was a Provisional Flagbearer. Just with the actions known to the outside world, he could have died dozens of times, and it wouldn't be strange.'

Is someone helping him, or is he just strong?

She hoped it was the former. Now that they had a cooperative relationship, it would be troublesome if Jin died prematurely.

'If Jin Runcandel dies, I have a feeling I'll never be able to recover Histor's history...'

It was a strange feeling.

"Aria Owlheart."

"What?"

"Now that things have been settled broadly, I want to talk about the recording device," Jin said as he placed the Shadow Energy Pearl on the table.

"You were sure it wasn't a Solderet device. Although you mentioned it was made of Shadow Energy. I'd like to know what you're basing that judgment on."

"Where did you get this Shadow Energy Pearl?"

"I obtained it during the assault on the Second Flagbearer, Joshua Runcandel's secret villa."

Jin explained to Valeria the events of that day. How they had tried to rescue their comrade's Guardian Dragon but encountered an unexpected demon and ended up killing it to obtain the Shadow Energy Pearl.

"Rontelgius, one of the Four Great Dukes of the Demon Kingdom. That roughly fits the description."

"It seems like you know everything. Even among my comrades, only the Dragons knew about it."

Valeria had checked that name in the successor temple of Histor.

"I said the artifact wasn't from Solderet due to its unique and malicious magic. And you may or may not know this, but there are individuals who can use Shadow Energy even if they're not related to Solderet."

-[The witch, that was her doing]

Jin remembered the words of Sarah Runcandel, the Guardian of the Second Tomb.

Jin couldn't continue the conversation with Sarah at that time, but she clearly mentioned that Helluram could also use Shadow Energy.

"Are you referring to Witch Helluram?"

"...Please, be quiet, Bouvard Gaston."

For several days, Bishkel had been forced to listen to Bouvard's whining for over five hours each day.

He felt his sanity slipping away.

He could barely count the times he had reached his limit after encountering this repulsive human, but lately, it had become especially difficult to endure.

'I can't wait to achieve the great cause and twist this bastard's neck. No, that's not enough. I want to skin him alive...'

Bishkel's eyes twitched at his violent imagination.

"That damn Jin Runcandel! Since I met that bastard, nothing has gone well! What's so good about those cosmetics that they disguise as Jade? Sir Bishkel, get me one, I must see it with my own eyes."

"...I've told you countless times that they don't sell Jade-disguising cosmetics to just anyone. Kinzelo and Zipple are not allowed to buy them at all."

"If you send lower-ranked members whose identities aren't exposed, you can get it, right?"

"Idiot! Those lower-ranked members won't even be recognized by them. How many times do I have to explain it to you, Bouvard?"

"Ugh! It's useless, I can't take it anymore. Don't you know? I might not care about other things, but I can't tolerate anything that hurts my artistic soul!"

"What does your artistic soul have to do with their cosmetics selling well?"

"It has everything to do with it! I feel like it's taking away my own creations. Ah, I'm so frustrated that my head could explode. Sir Bishkel, I think I need to eat something simple. Please bring me a sweet potato croquette."

In an instant, Bishkel reached for his sword.

If he had regained his senses just a second later, he might have unsheathed his sword and sliced Bouvard's neck.

In that case, from Bishkel's personal perspective, it would have been a very satisfying outcome.

'Calm down, for the great cause,' Bishkel's hands were shaking.

Even in the midst of his attempts to regain composure, Bouvard continued his incessant rambling, even spitting as he passionately delivered his monologue, not sparing Bishkel's elegant blue coat.

"I'll... I'll bring you the sweet potato croquette... so please calm down..."

He felt like he was going bald from the stress.

"Argh! I want to scream, but if I do, Bouvard might go into a frenzy, foam at the mouth, and start self-harming. I can't risk it."

"Elder Brother, Mr. Bouvard."

Margiella entered the room in her wheelchair.

"Margiella."

"Mr. Bouvard, listen to me!"

"Haha, I heard everything outside. Mr. Bouvard was quite upset."

"Indeed, Miss Margiella, you truly understand my feelings!"

"Of course, Mr. Bouvard is our friend after all!"

With Margiella's entrance, Bouvard immediately softened his anger.

"Well then, could you, Miss Margiella, bring me that cosmetic called Jade?"

"Mr. Bouvard, I understand your strong desire to have it, but everything has its order, right? We have to go step by step."

"But I can't take it anymore. At this rate, I might actually die."

"I know, I know. I can't stand idly by and let a friend die. Let me meet with Jin Runcandel and talk to him."

"Ugh, that scoundrel? No, it can't be. He'll definitely anger Miss Margiella."

"But I have a debt to settle, so he won't do anything reckless." Um, Elder Brother, what if we visit the Garden of Swords with Mr. Berakt?"

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