After I became a real young master, I became famous for my bad behavior

"Not only was Duke Petter defeated, but he was also killed to pieces!"

"What?! Someone who can defeat Duke Pete..."

......

The center of the story is undoubtedly the external threats faced by the Impes family:

The entire invasion war has been going on for nearly eight years, ever since Haines went underground to provide Orenden with funding and magical combat subsidies.

Everyone thought that Impers would fail in a few years, and then Haines would have a reason to kill the Duke.

But now...

The people of the Orenden Empire never expected that the ruling group of Impes and the fighting power of the retainers who obeyed Impes could have lasted for eight years.

Even within two years when a certain ruthless character personally went to the battlefield, Orenden lost 40% of its territory.

I even heard that the monster had only been on the scene for a month... and it had already killed the invincible Grand Duke Filin!

The people of Orenden called this man "Hrolf", which means a powerful warrior with wolf-like bravery and wildness.

"It was Hrolf who did it... The war hero Duke Peter also died under his sword."

The thought of the entire empire being plunged into a bloody storm terrified the nobles who feared death. Perhaps they were already thinking about how to transfer their property?

...

On the northern border, within the border territory of Orenden, the wind blowing from the battlefield was filled with the smell of blood.

The Knights of Caleb suffered countless casualties under the siege of the Duke of Petr's Knights.

However, the knights trained by Impes are definitely the creatures with the strongest vitality. They uphold the belief of not fearing hardship or death, and fight bloody battles on the battlefield.

The flash of swords, the whistling of black magic, the flying arrows, the falling bodies...

The war cannon roared again.

When the enemy ran out of ammunition, Duke Pete, who was in the middle of killing, realized:

The number of his knights was greatly reduced.

BOOM!

Scott's magic attack flew over the Duke's head, but unfortunately it missed and only injured Duke Pete's leg.

click!

Duke Pete only felt a sword blade brush past him on the right.

In shock, he felt a sharp pain in his left leg:

"This young man is a bit scary..."

"We must retreat!"

The knights of the Pate family took out smoke bombs made of black magic, which could make the enemy lose the motivation to pursue them.

Whoosh——

That's true, but this smoke screen is ineffective against people with magical powers.

"Well..."

Roland stabbed the ground with his sword, panting heavily, and watched Duke Peter's army retreat gracefully:

“Damn it, it was so close... If we kill that guy, we will be able to repay our dead comrades—”

Roland suddenly realized that a figure had flown out:

"Ah! Second Young Master!

"No way—"

Of course, the person who rushed out was Scott: We cannot let innocent people sacrifice!

He stared at Duke Peter who was being escorted by people, then drew out the Holy Sword of Impes and ran towards the direction of the enemy army.

Cha!

Duke Petter noticed that no matter how his men tried to stop him, the young man's fighting power remained strong.

Crack, crack, crack!

In a short while, those extras were killed.

Then the two of them fought head-on. This was already their seventh time fighting.

A dodge, a strike, a swing, a kick.

"As expected of a hero fighting against an enemy country, he was able to fight for so long even with a broken leg!"

Scott was breathing heavily, his body was covered with blood from the enemies he had just killed.

"But I'm sorry to my knights for not defeating you!"

Keep going!

The color of Duke Pete's eyes darkened and the gravity around him became very strong.

He is a fighter who can use magic, and he controls gravity to expose the weaknesses of his opponents.

Scott was of course pinned to the ground by gravity, but he simply rolled over and slammed Duke Pete's heel hard.

"Well!"

Duke Pete took a step back to steady himself, but the moment he lost his balance, gravity control was restored.

pat!

Scott jumped up and kicked at Duke Pete. Duke Pete anticipated this and dodged to the side. Scott's foot stepped on the tempered wall next to him, causing the entire wall to dent.

Click!

Duke Petter shuddered: That was a special bunker that could withstand at least five tons...

This black-haired handsome boy must have made up his mind to kill himself, and he actually used such strong force!

As the Duke was using magic to restore his strength and his mind was distracted, a hand suddenly hit him on the shoulder.

Boom!

This was followed by the sound of bones breaking.

Duke Pete raised his head and saw the pair of dark green eyes under the black hair, like a hungry wolf eyeing delicious prey.

An extreme battle began between the two again.

Scott's right hand was still holding the holy sword, which was glowing green, as if it wanted to be stained with the blood of Duke Pete.

The ground around the two of them had caved in at more than a dozen places, and the special protective shield that Duke Pete was proud of, which was constructed with magic and could not be penetrated even by artillery shells, was pierced with many fist-sized holes by the super-strong beautiful boy in front of them.

If he hadn't been a famous war hero on the mainland, he would have died long ago if he were an ordinary person.

Duke Pete looked at the sword in Scott's hand, sweat on his forehead:

"No wonder the whole continent says that a creature that can only be killed by the second blow of the sword of the second young master of Impes is lucky."

He really didn't expect that Scott was so strong in close combat besides swordsmanship!

The situation fell into an uncontrollable vicious circle again.

the other side.

Roland was still trapped in the fog. He could only see the sword blade waving in the air with a faint green light in the fog:

"Second Young Master is desperate..."

Before he could finish thinking this sentence, he suddenly heard the sound of bones breaking.

Click!

No, the sound of bones breaking can be heard from such a distance?!

This was followed by the sound of a fist hitting a person's head, followed by the sound of an explosion caused by magic, and the sound of a magic protective shield shattering.

Click...

"what!"

Roland knew that someone would not survive the night.

Soon, the fog magic disappeared.

The Carlet knights, who saw the situation clearly ahead, came to their senses, their eyes widened, and they slowly stood up.

Then there was a burst of cheers:

"Second Master, you are awesome!"

Because, the person standing there is Scott, his blade is stained with the blood of the fallen man. His left hand is stained with the blood of the fallen man.

The person who fell was Duke Pete. Not only was his heart stabbed, but his head was also hit by a fist and bleeding.

"Ah! the Duke!"

The entire battlefield was filled with the only sounds of the helpless knights howling and wailing.

As they were enemies, they were captured by Impess. The high-ranking officers were even judged by the goddess.

"Can I rest...? Of course not."

"cough!"

Scott fell limply to the ground, stabbing his sword into the ground.

He raised his head and stared coldly at Duke Peter, who was lying on the ground. He was a powerful opponent who was recognized as a "combat hero" by the entire continent.

"That's all! I still beat you!

“How can I say that!

"You...you have killed countless of my knights and high-ranking generals! What can your life pay for?!"

"Second Young Master, Second Young Master...!"

A few knights who were still able to run quickly ran to Scott. They carefully helped Scott up, only to find that Scott was crying.

"Ah... Second Master!"