Swordmaster's Youngest Son

Stormy Days at the Castle (3)

[Translator – KokonutMilk]

[Proofreader – yukitokata]

"I do not know either."

Jin responded in a calm tone.

"You don't know?"

Cyron raised his head. He hadn't expected this reply from his clever son, who had been giving satisfactory answers all this time.

"Yes, father. This power isn't aura, so I'm not sure what I should call it."

Once again, the flow of the conversation had been predicted by Jin. He had shown a child-like innocence on purpose, just like he had done earlier.

Swoosh.

The sound of flames swirling resounded. Jin had generated a handful of dark energy atop his palm. It was the power he had used to pummel the Tona twins.

He had gained this power, Spiritual Power, through his contract with Solderet, the God of Shadows. Despite acting like an ignorant child, Jin knew better than anyone what this power was.

He also knew that Cyron would recognize this power.

"May I request father to give this power a name?"

Jin looked up to Cyron with twinkling eyes.

Cyron's jaw dropped for the first time since he reached the demigod realm and became a Genesis Knight...

'Lord Solderet...'

He finally managed to shut his mouth. As he stared at his son's palm, Cyron gulped.

Could it be that this child was the reincarnation of the clan's founder and first patriarch? Such questions went through his mind as Cyron thought to himself.

Solderet. The God of Shadows. A being that all the magicians of the world yearn for.

However, Cyron and Jin were both aware of a different truth.

Originally, Solderet didn't specialize in magic, but was something akin to a God of Swords. Moreover, 1000 years ago, he had made a contract with the clan's founder and had protected the Runcandels for years.

'I thought that he had abandoned the clan ever since the founder passed away, but it seems that he has taken an interest in my youngest child.'

Could this be a sign that the Runcandels could once again rise and prosper in the future?

No, it was also possible that the god who had once abandoned them had returned on a whim, and would soon leave again. Cyron began to calculate the possibilities as he watched the shadows dance upon Jin's palm.

'I'm certain that he hasn't made a contract with the god yet. If he had gained this power through the contract, there's no way he wouldn't know what power this is.'

Jin could easily guess the thoughts passing through his father's mind.

He started getting somewhat nervous as everything had gone according to his plan. It was far too easy. He believed that Cyron would show some suspicions at some moment, but that moment never came. Maybe it was because of his young age and childish appearance.

7 years of age was an excellent period to lie and trick people.

"My son."

Cyron had finished sorting out his thoughts.

"Yes, father."

"That is the power of a god named Solderet. Therefore, I cannot name it. Lord Solderet is one of the secrets our clan has kept hidden for a long time."