Chapter 191
Chapter 191
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 191
Chapter Title: Chapter 66: Omniscient (1)
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"My grandson is truly remarkable."
"It's quite miraculous."
The Sword Master and the Bell Marquis watched Jamie's appointment ceremony from behind the throne, conversing quietly.
"Neither family has much expertise in magic. The Bell family practices it to some extent, but they don't have the talent worth mentioning."
"The Welton family has long been renowned for their swords."
"Exactly. So how could it not be astonishing? When I first heard rumors about my first grandson, I couldn't believe my ears. I even wondered if they had mistaken his sword talent for something else."
"That's understandable."
"But it turned out to be true. Jamie is a genius with unparalleled talent in magic. If his hair weren't emerald green, I might have even scolded my daughter."
The men of the Welton family inherited their emerald hair directly.
If the hair color had been different, some might have thought he was Sears's child from an affair.
The Sword Master chuckled softly, as if he understood.
"That could have happened."
"But I still have many worries."
"What worries could there be for the Marquis? Your grandson has been appointed a Master. It's laughable for a non-Master to worry about one. The Marquis can set aside his concerns for his grandson."
"Huhu. Hearing that from the Sword Master at the pinnacle of the sword eases my worries a bit."
"And besides."
"Hm?"
The Sword Master watched Jamie slowly rise.
A perfectly balanced body that was hard to believe belonged to an eight-year-old.
The night before, the Sword Master had watched the two from afar while guarding Princess Isabel.
He had observed Jamie particularly closely, in case there was any threat to the princess.
In doing so, he naturally read his opponent's energy.
'Impressive skill.'
He had heard rumors that he had learned the Welton family's secret swordsmanship.
As a man at the pinnacle of the sword even in the Kingdom of Selden, the Sword Master was well aware of the Weltons' Single Strike Sword.
He had crossed swords with the previous Welton Count more than once or twice.
The Single Strike Sword was a technique passed only to direct descendants, one that only geniuses could master.
And Jamie Welton had mastered it.
In merely half a year, no less.
He wasn't particularly curious how. He had little interest in others to begin with, so he had just thought, 'I see,' and moved on.
But not anymore.
"He is also a swordsman of considerable skill."
"......A swordsman?"
The Bell Marquis furrowed his brow.
He had been too busy to pay attention to Jamie lately.
The Welton Count and Sears knew he was occupied, so they hadn't bothered sending letters.
"What do you mean by that?"
"You haven't heard. Apparently, Jamie Welton has inherited the Welton family's secret swordsmanship. Seeing it in person, it's enough to draw admiration."
He was still far from proficient, but considering he had seriously trained in the sword for less than a year, his growth rate was terrifying.
"So the Marquis can truly set aside his worries about his grandson."
"Heh."
The Bell Marquis looked at his grandson with incredulity.
The appointment ceremony was nearing its end.
He suddenly glanced up at the second floor.
The Welton Count and Sears were watching their son with moved expressions.
"It's making my old age enjoyable."
"Indeed."
The two elders smiled contentedly as they watched the future of the new kingdom.
A new Master had been born in Selden.
The protagonist was Jamie Welton, who had been stirring up the world since mid-last year and was hailed as the greatest talent in the continent.
The news spread across the world in an instant.
Whether he knew it or not, Jamie was currently in the midst of dying.
"Lord Welton Junior! A handshake!"
"I'm a fan! Please, just hold my hand once!"
"Lord Welton Junior! My daughter admires you. What do you think?"
"No! Mine!"
"Your daughter is already a spinster past her prime! Mine is......!"
"What did you call my daughter, you wench?!"
"Did I say anything wrong?"
After the appointment ceremony, a grand party hosted by the king was held.
It was called a party, but all sorts of nobles swarmed Jamie, the star of the event.
He was suffocating.
He wanted to sweep them away with magic, but this was Scadium, the heart of the Kingdom of Selden.
Even with extraterritorial rights, doing that would mean summary execution.
'M-Mother!'
Sears would be a great help right now, but his parents were unusually cold today.
-Jamie. You're the star of this party today. Even Mom won't help you today.
-Same for Dad. We can't treat our son like a child anymore. It's time for you to stand on your own.
They had always acted like he would die if he stepped outside even a foot, and now they were treating him like an adult. It was absurd.
Of course, he had felt good at first.
He thought his parents finally recognized him.
'I didn't expect this!'
"Lord Welton Junior!"
"Lord!!"
"Look over here!"
"I admire you!!"
"Take my son as your disciple!!"
Jamie had become like a sparrow corpse surrounded by an ant horde.
Lennon sipped orange juice while watching his master in that state.
"Being famous must be tough."
"Jealous?"
"Who said I was?"
Next to him, Ann held a bite-sized sandwich.
Lennon glanced at her and cleared his throat awkwardly.
Ann, who always insisted on her uniform, had come in a bright yellow dress, and he couldn't get used to it.
Her hair looked naturally styled, as if someone had done it for her.
"Why are you staring like that?"
"W-Who said I was staring?"
"You just glanced."
"I just looked, that's all."
"Boring."
Unaware of his reaction, Ann shrugged and munched on her sandwich.
Lennon let out a sigh of relief.
Lately, she kept catching his eye for some reason. The strange tickling in his heart annoyed him.
'What the hell is this?'
Having never liked anyone before, Lennon didn't know what this itch was when he looked at Ann.
He just furrowed his brow.
"Anyway, this is really fun. Right?"
"......What's fun about a party like this?"
"It's hosted by the king. When will we ever come to a place like this again?"
To Ann, a rural noble, the capital was a dream world.
Just stepping foot here was an honor, and thanks to her master, she could attend this splendid party.
"If it weren't for Master, I wouldn't have worn such a pretty dress and would still be in my grubby uniform."
Though she had only lived ten years, the past few months had been dreamlike for Ann.
She wondered if pinching her cheek would wake her from the dream.
Lennon snorted at her words.
"It's just the beginning. The moment you took Master's hand, your life changed."
"Yeah."
"......And I met you too."
Lennon muttered in a voice barely audible.
"What?"
"Nothing."
As Ann turned to ask, Lennon shook his head as if it was nothing and walked away.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm tired."
Ann watched his retreating back and burst out laughing.
"So shy."
She took another bite of her sandwich and recalled what he had mumbled.
"Yeah. I met you too. Looking forward to it from now on."
She had watched him for months and knew he was shy and prickly on the outside, but warmer inside than anyone.
As rivals and friends, they would complement each other's shortcomings and grow together.
And their master would lead them ahead.
Ann looked at her master, still mobbed by nobles.
A genius boy two years younger than her, appointed a Master.
"Lennon. I'm jealous."
Though she always teased Lennon, Ann was actually the one most envious of Jamie.
She just didn't show it.
She would continue to be envious, and she knew this feeling wouldn't change much.
So she would learn magic faster than now.
She planned to suck up everything from Jamie Welton as motivation.
So that one day she could stand in that position.
Ann finished her sandwich and left the party hall.
This place wasn't for her yet.
"Haa."
Jamie lay down in a secluded forest with a tired face.
The party had been hell itself.
He expected crowds, but not to this extent.
Less than an hour had passed, yet his soul felt detached.
Even in life-or-death battles, he rarely felt this drained.
"Huu- Even a party for me, and I couldn't enjoy it properly."
He didn't like parties to begin with, but now he would hate them starting today.
Jamie gazed at the blue sky with his arms as a pillow.
Being spring, the floral scent soothed his mind a little.
'One year, huh......'
After being confined to the family estate, it had been nearly a year since he first explored the world and seriously began learning magic.
So much had happened in just one year.
It felt like too many events for one year, like a turning point.
He didn't know when the next turning point would be, but for now, he had obtained what he needed.
"Master, is it?"
It was just a stepping stone, but at least within the Kingdom of Selden, it was a free pass for unrestricted action.
A worthwhile reward.
But the rewards weren't over yet.
'I'll request the Crown of Omniscient as soon as I return.'
The greatest reason for going to the magic world, the treasure of Selden allowed only to grand archmages.
It was the Crown of Omniscient.
'Not sure if it has the level of information I expect......'
If he could grasp even a small clue, that would be enough.
As Jamie hummed thinking about wearing the unseen Crown of Omniscient,
he sensed someone's presence from afar.
Jamie slyly opened his closed eyes and sat up.
Thud, thud. Footsteps approached.
'Hostile.'
Scadium Castle was right next to them.
Anyone moving with hostility in such a place would be noticed by other Master classes.
Yet approaching openly with killing intent meant they could get away with it.
Right after the appointment ceremony, when Jamie briefly met his father the Welton Count, he received a short warning.
-Beware the King's Spear. He won't do anything on a day like today, but no need to get close.
The kingdom's Sword Master and the spear guarding King Friedmoor.
Jamie saw the man emerge from the bushes.
A man with indigo hair fluttering like a lion's mane, carrying a long spear over his shoulder.
He didn't need to ask who.
"What brings the King's Spear here?"
"Well, well?"
Albert's eyes curved into crescents.
Jamie's lack of surprise at his appearance intrigued him.
He scanned Jamie up and down closely.
"You're still sorely lacking."
Saying that, he raised his spear and pointed it at Jamie's neck.
Jamie glanced down at the mirror-like transparent spear blade.
"What are you doing?"
"What if I stab you right here? Would your daddy try to kill me?"
"I heard you were crazy, but......"
He didn't expect him to point the spear and threaten outright.
Jamie let out an incredulous laugh and answered.
"Before that, I'd kill you."
Not expecting such a response, Albert's eyes widened.
"Kill me?"
Even an 8th-class mage couldn't face a Sword Master unless at full strength.
This confidence wasn't fitting for a fresh 7th-class brat, genius or not.
"Did your daddy teach you to bluff, kid?"
"My dad doesn't bluff. He doesn't need to."
Albert felt the ground beneath his feet heat up.
The spot he stood on was burning red.
"Kukuku!"
Seeing it, Albert laughed like a madman at something hilarious.
The killing intent thickened.
Their auras clashed at close range.
A powder-keg situation.
The moment they both moved without who first—
"That's enough."
Jamie and Albert turned to the voice's owner.
It was Isabel who spoke.
"If you continue......"
Someone landed behind her.
A man with an absurd presence.
"I'll thrash you youngsters."
The Sword Master half-drew his sword.