Became The Son Of The Final Boss [EN]: Chapter 114

114.

The Reinhardt Family, a family of wizards and dwarves! That was my backstory, but in the West, they were only known as a family of wizards.

The Wyvern, Ruler of the Ruins, took the jewel engraved with the Reinhardt family crest.

“You’ve been a great help. Go and rest for today.”

Urban rose and bowed deeply.

“Thank you, Your Highness!”

As I watched Urban leave the tent, I exclaimed, “Ah!” and added,

“Elder!”

Urban’s eyes widened as he looked at me.

He seemed shocked that the Crown Prince was calling him ‘Elder.’ Not only Urban but also Marquis Mike couldn’t hide his surprise.

Ignoring their surprise, I brought up the words and promises I wanted to make.

“I will avenge your son. I will hang the Wyvern’s corpse in front of your house to resolve your resentment.”

Urban stopped walking.

“Your, Your Highness.”

I walked towards Urban, who was trembling, and gently took his hand.

“Please wait a little longer.”

Urban soon burst into tears and bowed to me, saying,

“Thank you! Your Highness! Thank you.”

Feeling Urban’s sincerity, I patted him and sent him home.

After Urban left, Marquis Mike spoke as I sat down.

“Your Highness seems truly different.”

“I do?”

Marquis Mike smiled at my question.

“I felt that His Majesty truly cared for the people. I thought there would never be someone like him again, but Your Highness feels like… one of the people.”

Marquis Mike quickly continued, fearing I might misunderstand.

“You seem to understand and care for them better than anyone else.”

I shrugged.

“I just thought about how a father who lost his son would feel.”

Marquis Mike seemed impressed and stared at me blankly for a moment.

“Ah, let’s talk about the Reinhardt family.”

I turned the topic back to Wyvern hunting.

“I’ll call Gale, Riorden, and David too. Let’s share information and discuss with them as well.”

Marquis Mike immediately called someone outside and told them to bring the three men.

As I was drinking a cup of tea, the three men entered my tent at the same time.

I offered them seats.

“Sorry for calling you so late.”

“It’s alright.”

Gale replied on behalf of the group.

“I’ve obtained some important information.”

First, I briefly told them the story I heard from Urban.

After my explanation, David was the first to speak.

“What was the reason for the jewel with the Reinhardt family crest being embedded in the Black Ogre’s heart? If we solve that first, we can understand why the Wyvern only took the jewel, right?”

Riorden had a slightly different opinion from David.

“It’s a very old story, and we don’t necessarily need to know why the Ruler of the Ruins took the jewel. The important thing is, is the Wyvern still looking for jewels with the Reinhardt family crest?”

Marquis Mike stepped in.

“If it were looking for them, wouldn’t it be active in more places than just the Dark Forest?”

I agreed with Marquis Mike’s opinion.

“I don’t think it’s actively searching for them. But we can make this assumption: it collects any jewels with the Reinhardt family crest that enter the Dark Forest.”

Riorden immediately suggested.

“How about conducting an experiment? We can’t embed it in a Black Ogre’s body, but we can place the jewel on other monster corpses or in places like this and observe the Wyvern’s reaction.”

“An experiment is necessary, but there’s no way to obtain the jewel right now. We have to buy it from the Magic Tower…”

David fell into thought.

The Magic Tower unconditionally purchased anything with the Reinhardt family crest, whether it was a jewel, a sword, or even a stone.

The problem was that they would buy it for astronomical sums, but they would never sell it.

Items from the Reinhardt family, known as an ancient wizard family, were worth a fortune even if they were just stones.

“Most of the Reinhardt family’s items have ancient magic engraved on them. The Magic Tower will never give them up.”

I nodded at David’s words.

“That’s right.”

Everyone swallowed a sigh as I agreed with David.

We could see a path, but we couldn’t take it.

I smiled.

“There is a way: the Riverhill Family.”

Gale narrowed his eyes and asked.

“The Riverhill Family, you mean…”

“One of the prices we demand from the Riverhill Family is two items from the Reinhardt Family. Sometimes there are items without magic engraved on them, so we can ask for those as the price.”

The Riverhill Family was also a family of wizards, so they would hardly give up Reinhardt Family items easily.

I suggested a reasonable compromise, and Marquis Mike seemed to agree, feeling it was reasonable.

“It’s a good method, but I’m just grateful and sorry that Your Highness is sacrificing so much for the West.”

I waved my hand.

“It’s for the West and for me too. I’m about to send a letter to Ken anyway, so I’ll add that content as well.”

I asked Gale, Riorden, and David as well.

“You think it’s a good method, right?”

The three didn’t particularly object.

Since it was already late at night, I didn’t prolong the conversation and sent everyone back.

I believed that if we matched the necessary things for Wyvern hunting one by one, a perfect hunt would be possible.

* * *

I sent everyone back, but I couldn’t fall asleep easily.

“Ah, how do I get Reinhardt Family items? Karen monopolizes them all [referring to the Magic Tower’s control over these items].”

From what people were saying, everyone knew that the Magic Tower monopolized all Reinhardt Family items.

That wasn’t wrong.

It was just that the protagonist, Karen, obtained valuable Reinhardt Family items through chance encounters and used them or shared them with her companions.

“The Wyvern taking Reinhardt Family items… that’s only possible if it’s a guardian created by the Reinhardt Family.”

I rummaged through my memories.

“Ah, I think I wrote it down in my notes.”

Ken could bring the Spiritism book, but I couldn’t tell him to bring the notes where I wrote down the settings and future knowledge.

Since it was written in a different language from this place, there was no way he could recognize it, but I didn’t want to show it to anyone.

“There’s a possibility that the Ruler of the Ruins Wyvern is a guardian created by the Reinhardt Family. The place where Karen obtains the sword is also nearby.”

Reinhardt Family items were scattered all over the continent, and there were guardians protecting all the items.

It was possible that the Ruler of the Ruins Wyvern was a guardian.

“Even if it’s a guardian, we can hunt it if we prepare well.”

Karen obtained the sword in a dungeon near the Ruler of the Ruins Wyvern’s nest.

The cave behind the Waterfall of Death.

When I went there, the undead had already occupied the cave, but considering the cave was divided into several branches, it was possible that I couldn’t find the sword.

‘If I find the sword, it would really suit Gale.’

If the Riverhill Family insisted they didn’t have any Reinhardt Family items, I decided I would find that sword.

‘Judging from the circumstances, it’s definitely a guardian. That’s why it collected the jewel embedded in its heart. Since it’s a guardian, it can’t leave the place where the sword is sleeping, so it made its nest there.’

Everything fit perfectly.

I stopped thinking and used the Breath of Wind technique [a technique to calm the mind].

I was going to sleep well tonight.

I decided to send a letter to Ken early tomorrow morning and train with Gale for the first time in a while.

I had to wait for Baron Hamilton to return for the time being.

* * *

Marquis Mike’s territory became busy.

It was almost spring, the time to plant new seeds, and there was also the reconstruction of the lord’s castle.

Also, Marquis Mike had a lot of thoughts because of the homework I had given him.

Riorden and David took the silver sand and visited the artisans in Marquis Mike’s castle.

I had promised to train with Gale after breakfast.

There were many tents set up in the place where the lord’s castle used to be, so there was no space to train.

I was wondering if I should go outside when Gale approached.

“Your Highness.”

“Oh, Gale! Have you had breakfast?”

“Yes.”

Gale added slyly.

“Your Highness always seems to be interested in people’s meals.”

“Ah, really?”

I smiled awkwardly.

It seemed that greeting with ‘Have you eaten?’ from Korea had become a habit and continued here.

“Riorden and David went to see the artisans, right?”

“They reported to me in the morning and asked Marquis Mike for someone to guide them.”

“Good. Baron Hamilton seems to be returning in the next day or two. It seems like things are getting ready one by one.”

I looked at Gale and smiled gently.

“Preparation includes my skills, so let’s loosen up for the first time in a while.”

Gale nodded.

“There’s an open space to the north. Let’s train there.”

I followed Gale.

It took longer than I thought, but it wasn’t difficult.

Just as I was getting bored, I saw a wide open space as Gale had said.

“Oh! Here it is.”

“Yes.”

At Gale’s reply, I turned my waist and stretched.

Gale also stretched lightly and finished preparing for the sparring.

“Where did you get the wooden sword?”

“I asked Marquis Mike to get a wooden sword for training.”

We couldn’t compete with real swords.

I nodded at Gale’s answer.

“Marquis Mike is giving a lot of help in many ways.”

He was really my patron.

Although his power was much weaker compared to other duke families, he swore allegiance to me and was helping me in every way.

Why else would I try to revive the West?

“Marquis Mike will be a great pillar in building Your Highness’s power.”

I agreed with Gale’s assessment.

“That’s right. Shall we start then?”

I distanced myself from Gale.

Gale’s expression also had a hint of anticipation, unlike usual.

Having experienced battles with me several times, Gale felt that I had grown a lot.

I also realized how strong a Sword Master was through Gale.

Without hesitation, I summoned four high-level spirits at the same time.

Climb didn’t hesitate to shake the ground.

The sparring would end the moment the distance between Gale and me narrowed.

He wasn’t just a regular knight, but a Sword Master.

‘I have to be careful of the Aura Blade [a technique where a swordsman coats their blade with their aura].’

Gale could use Aura Blade even with a wooden sword.

I moved without rest, using the flow of wind and earth. There was nothing as foolish as sitting still and facing a knight.

Gale’s figure left afterimages and disappeared.

I hurriedly put Ellaim in front. A huge wall of water unfolded.

At the same time, I secretly called the Sylphs [air spirits].

Pa pa pat-!

The sound of Gale kicking the ground was heard.

Bang-!

Ellaim’s body staggered.

‘I’m too arrogant… aren’t I?’

It was a simple attack, but Ellaim almost got reverse summoned to the spirit realm.

Gale smiled for the first time in a while.

“You have grown a lot, Your Highness.”

For some reason, I felt a chill down my spine at that compliment.