I Became God of War’s Youngest Disciple - Chapter 313



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Episode 313

Arts Badniker, the fourth son of the Badniker family, is very satisfied with his life.

Born into a family that all citizens of the empire looked up to – even if it was out of fear rather than awe – he was blessed with both outstanding looks and outstanding talent.

People say that a life where you can get most of what you want quickly becomes boring, but that wasn’t the case for Arts.

Of course, I was still quite young for mental aging to occur.

So, Arts is proud of his family, the Badniker.

It’s okay to say I love you.

Arts also knows very well where all this power, money, and all the benefits he enjoys come from.

Iron Man Delak C. Badniker.

Like most children, Arts also admired Iron Blood and in fact, he went beyond admiration and worshipped him.

So when I heard that Iron Blood was seriously injured and was on the verge of death… … .

Arts almost felt like a religious person who had heard the words, ‘God is dead.’

“… … .”

“… … .”

A conference room located on the first floor of the Badniker main building.

This place, which didn’t have any special interior decoration, only had a refectory table that you would find in a large restaurant.

At each table, there were five men and five women sitting in a zigzag pattern.

The reason we sit in a zigzag pattern is simple. We don’t want to see each other’s faces when we sit across from each other.

And Arts Badnicker liked this arrangement.

For the Badniker bloodline, siblings were usually uncomfortable, and Arts was no exception. This was true even though they shared the same mother.

‘… But I didn’t think they’d all come… … .’

Arts swallowed dry saliva so as not to reveal his true colors.

It is a well-known fact among the people of the empire that the Iron Blood King puts a lot of effort into raising his children.

As if responding to such investment, the children showed their talents from a young age, and their dazzling talents fully blossomed as they entered their teenage years.

But Arts knows.

It is clear that his talent is superior, but at best it is superior compared to that of an ordinary person.

The talent he possessed was so pitiful that it looked infinitely pathetic in front of a true genius.

And among the people gathered here, there are monsters who cannot be measured by the yardstick of talent.

For example, a man sitting at the head of the table with a listless expression on his face.

The eldest son, Hiiro Badniker.

A young hero who has achieved overwhelming results among Heros’ Youngbloods.

His skills and achievements are already at the top of the elite A-class, one of the few active heroes, and even among them, he is in the upper ranks.

The fame of the swordsman Hiiro was so great that it reached even the island where Atsuga was staying.

And what about Hector Badnicker, sitting next to him with a rather stern look on his face?

Although he has chosen the imperial path rather than Heroes, I have heard that he is already showing excellent performances to the point where there is talk of joining the Royal Knights.

If the Hero Agency Heroes hone their strength through practical experience, there is no place like the Imperial Palace for systematic education.

The special weapons and elixirs that only the Imperial Family can obtain, as well as the types of secret martial arts they store, are several times superior to those in Badnikker’s library.

In addition, the second daughter, Nero Badniker, is also active in Heroes with Hiiro.

Those three are the three most famous among the children of the Iron Blood Lord.

Not only do they have the right to have exclusive conversations with their master, but they also get to have private meals once or twice a year.

From Arts’ perspective, they are no different from saints who can hear the voice of God and occasionally meet him face to face.

“But is it really true that the lord is sick?”

A somewhat tinkling voice echoed through the quiet conference room.

The eldest daughter is Aquata Badniker.

He is the only married person among his siblings, and the color of his clothes certainly gives off a flashy vibe.

To Arts, that sight was somewhat unpleasant. They weren’t even gathered for a good cause, so what on earth was the frivolous outfit for?

“It’s not someone else, but Assad himself who said it, so isn’t it true…?”

The somewhat timid voice belonged to the sixth son, Dolbert Badnicker.

The boy, who was unusually small in stature, was the second of these couples to get married, despite his appearance.

I heard that he has a brilliant mind, just like his neat appearance, and that he has already been appointed as a professor at the academy. If he gets accepted, he will be the youngest.

Of course, it wasn’t a talent that would be in the spotlight in Badniker. That must be why he got married at an early age.

Aquata smiled cynically.

“I don’t know. If it’s Badnikker, then maybe this was done as part of a test.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Don’t act naive. You know that this family tests and evaluates us in all sorts of outrageous ways, right? You have to prove your worth at least once a year. It’s already April this year, so it wouldn’t be strange if something started to happen.”

“It’s not a wrong statement, but if it were true, I wouldn’t have called you, sister.”

It was Hector Badnicker.

The voice itself was dull, but Aquata was not stupid enough to not realize the intention behind it.

Aquata asked with a stinging gaze.

“What are you talking about? Hector Badnicker.”

“Right now, you are no different from an outsider in Badniker. If the test you mentioned were to take place, you wouldn’t even be eligible to participate.”

“You… are you treating me like an outsider just now?”

“Aquata Laspon. That’s your name now. It’s not exactly wrong.”

“disrespectful……!”

Aquata screamed and jumped up, her hair flying wildly.

The mana fluctuated according to the emotions of Aquata, who was also an excellent magician.

However, Aquata, who had been showing signs, ended up trembling instead.

The moment I received Hector’s indifferent gaze, a strange goosebump ran down my spine.

‘… When did this little kid who only had a sword in his head become like this?’

If you were to ask which child would be most shaken by the news of the Iron Blood Duke, everyone would unanimously point to Hector.

Because Hector’s feelings for the Iron Blooded Duke were deep enough to make even the Arts Badniker give up.

But now, even after hearing the news of Gaju, Hector’s attitude was extremely cold.

‘… It was said that a few leaders prevented a tragedy that could have clearly occurred at the Imperial Academy.’

Is it because of that experience?

Hector, whom she had seen for the first time in a long time, was no longer the rookie Aquata remembered.

“Please stop. I don’t know about anything else, but I don’t think the lord would have called us to see us fighting.”

The calm voice was that of the third daughter, Lina Badnicker.

The girl, who was renowned as a young genius alchemist, spoke with her signature purple eyes sparkling.

“Whatever it is, there must be a reason why we are gathered here. We will soon hear from the Council of Elders or Assad.”

At the third daughter’s words, the surroundings became quiet again.

Atsushi felt that it was time for him to make his presence known.

Thinking that now was a good time, I slowly opened my mouth.

“I am-.”

“You said you were an outsider? Well said, Hector. I see someone who clearly doesn’t deserve to be here.”

Arts couldn’t even utter a sound even though his words were cut off.

It was because the one who opened his mouth was Hiiro Badniker, who had remained silent until now.

‘Sir, are you really saying this to me…?’

A cold sweat formed on Arts’ back.

The eldest daughter, Aquata, also kept her mouth shut with a nervous expression.

Hiiro’s eyes scanned the surroundings.

Hector’s eyes met briefly and his body tensed for a moment, but… Hiiro didn’t say much to Hector.

“… … ?”

When Hector was slightly embarrassed, his gaze turned to the owner of the most extravagant attire in the place.

A shirt with sleeves rolled up to below the elbows and the top open to reveal half of the chest muscles.

In fact, Arts was also someone who had been on my nerves.

Because, as far as he knew, the owner of that open attire was a person who had been half-expelled from the Badniker long ago.

Ryzen Badnicker, who was trimming his fingernails while snorting, pointed at himself with a somewhat humorous expression.

“Huh? Are you talking about me just now?”

“It’s fortunate that you seem to know the topic. No, really. If you really knew the topic, you wouldn’t have dared come crawling to your parents’ house, so I’ll take that back.”

Ryzen burst into laughter, blew on his cleaned fingernails and said.

“How can you not know the topic? Everyone here is the son of the Iron-Blooded Delak C. Badniker.”

“A child? How shameless of you to say such things. You left this family on your own two feet.”

“Do you think the bond between parents and children will be broken in an instant just because you became a monk? There’s a reason why they say blood is thicker than water. As the head of the household said, potential is hidden in the blood.”

“Then your blood must be thin. It is a disgrace that a merchant like you came out of Badniker.”

At those words, Onyeo, who had recently been focusing on the fashion business, and Everan Badnikker, and Arts, who had been expanding their influence in the business world, also flinched.

“Ah- You knew what I was doing. But is it because Heros only taught me how to swing a sword? Our eldest brother speaks so naively. This is how the world has always moved since ancient times.”

Ryzen chuckled and curled his fingers into a circle.

“Money. That is, the merchants who smell gold and move money are the true rulers of the world.”

“Money is certainly an important element in life. But I’ve seen a few of you on missions. Lawbreakers and idiots who pursue profit while betraying humanity. They keep saying the same thing even when the tip of the sword is against their Adam’s apple. They must have blindly believed that their money would protect them. Ryzen Badnicker. What do you think happened to them?”

“I’d be dead or crippled. Well, among beasts, only a crow knows the value of gold. If you wave a jewel in front of a fierce dog that can only tear at you, it’ll only think of it as provocation.”

“haha.”

The moment Hiiro laughed, the huge table rattled.

At that moment, Arts felt a pressure that made his heart sink.

A-class hero.

Even in Heroes, the atmosphere around them changed just because a man who was considered one of the best in the army revealed part of his power.

“Well said. The fierce dog inside me is now asserting itself. It’s telling me to bite the thorn in front of my eyes.”

“There are quite a few bastards around, but their teeth have never touched me. I’m warning you, you’d better stop. You’re still young, so you should take good care of your teeth.”

Ryzen smiled similarly viciously.

The moment the waves of energy the two people had created collided in the air, Arts barely suppressed the urge to run out of the conference room.

‘Ugh… … .’

Actually, maybe that could have been the case.

Because it felt like my whole body was bound and I couldn’t move at all.

Before he knew it, sweat was beading on Arts’ forehead.

‘Who, who’s there… …!’

That’s the moment.

Hector, who had been silent, spoke.

“You two, leave it at that.”

It wasn’t just a simple dissuasion.

Hector’s voice resonated clearly throughout the surroundings, naturally dispersing the energy waves between the two people that had been entangled in the air.

Arts’ eyes widened.

‘No, that’s an amazing use of mana.’

Not only was the power of speech strong, but the nature of the mana itself was also strong.

It’s not strange.

Hector had consumed expensive elixirs since he was young, thanks to the great power of his maternal family, the Anatos family.

Hector, who had only recently fully absorbed the mana he had accumulated since childhood, was not inferior to anyone here in terms of mana reserves.

“Are you interfering? Hector Badnicker.”

Hiiro’s gaze turned to Hector.

Hector looked straight into her gaze.

I used to not have the confidence to look into those eyes, but not anymore.

“I understand how you feel, Hiiro. But today is not the time for us to fight or hold each other back. As Lina said, there must be a reason why we’re all gathered here.”

“Ha ha. Second eldest brother, you’re really amazing. Since when did you become so successful that you can represent Badnikker’s will?”

“Ryzen. You should also be moderate. It’s not just Hiiro-nii who feels uncomfortable with your words and actions.”

“If you’re uncomfortable, sit up straight. Don’t just talk with your mouth. It’s been a while since you came home, so shouldn’t you be a little more comfortable?”

Nero sighed at Ryzen’s words.

The atmosphere that seemed to be loosening up for a moment cooled down even more rapidly.

at that time.

Bam.

The door opened somewhat roughly, and a calm voice was heard, not fitting for the atmosphere that was frozen to the limit.

“Ah. So this is the conference room.”

The one who opened the door and revealed himself was a boy with platinum hair, but in this place where everyone had black hair, he had a very strange appearance.

Are you a servant?

But how can you be so rude?

Arts was absentmindedly thinking about that.

‘uh?’

I soon realized that the boy’s face looked somewhat familiar.

‘Luan Badnicker?’

Now that I think about it, that guy was there too.

A guy with a much more vague presence than the missing Ludwig.

The Luan Badnicker that Arts remembers is a pathetic guy who always stays away and acts like a troublemaker whenever his brothers gather.

I heard a rumor that he played a crucial role in saving the Imperial Academy… … .

Arts did not believe the rumor.

Because he couldn’t find even a single bit of that heroic aspect in the Luan he remembered.

‘I’m sure he just put a fork on the table that Brother Hector had prepared.’

Arts’ eyes sparkled.

My courage surged as if my frozen state just a moment ago had been a lie.

A once in a lifetime opportunity.

Among these strong-willed brothers, the stage was set for them to make their presence felt for the first time.

“What the heck! You inferior bastard, you’re here too?”

“huh?”

Luan’s gaze fell on this side, and her eyebrows narrowed slightly.

“Uh, Arts?”

“Ha. Right. It’s Brother Arts. You’ve become rude in your speech since we last met.”

“ah.”

“Huh? What do you know, this idiot… … .”

“Ijukgeorin Arts said quickly.

“You, don’t just stand there like an idiot. Go and say hello to your brothers. One by one. Politely.”

Arts, who was focused on Luan, didn’t realize that his eldest, second, and third sons’ bodies were trembling at that moment.

“First of all, I want you to greet Hiiro-nii slowly and politely. Got it?”

“Hmm… That’s not wrong. Let’s do that.”

Luan, who had been quiet, nodded and said.

“Hello. Brother Hiiro. How have you been?”

“okay…….”

The moment Hiiro nodded uncomfortably, Arts opened his eyes wide.

Who is that cheeky guy talking informally to?

“Brother Hector, why does it seem like you’ve grown taller?”

“… It was a little big.”

“As expected.”

Hector replied, slightly avoiding eye contact.

“Brother Ryzen is here too. Last time, I owed you a favor with a contract. Thanks to that, I was able to save face as the youngest member of the clan.”

“That’s fortunate.”

“Isn’t the loss big? Looking at the transaction statement, it’s almost the same as the cost.”

“It’s not that there isn’t anything, but it’s worth risking your life for.”

“aha.”

Ryzen nodded his head relatively calmly as he continued the conversation.

However, these three people, who showed different reactions, immediately after receiving Luan’s greeting…

“… … ?!”

As if they were of one mind, they glared at Arts.