Dragonslayer’s Class Regression 238

Chapter 238

“Black Knight?”

At Ramon’s words, all the people gathered in the conference room murmured.

Kali also looked at Ramon with an unbelievable expression.

He spoke to the family head Arthur Draker.

“If Abel Draker’s promotion to Black Knight is verified, he would become the continent’s youngest Black Knight. This not only elevates the honor of the Draker family but also means one more Black Knight added to the Draker family. It can be considered a great achievement after Duke Draker, who was previously a Black Knight, lost his Black Knight status after a mission failure, and after more than a decade.”

As Duke Draker was mentioned, some of the elders coughed lightly.

These elders, who were uncomfortable with the mention, were those who had directly or indirectly participated in Duke Draker’s trial.

As Ramon first brought up the matter of Duke Draker, one of the Draker family’s hidden shames, they showed signs of discomfort.

Arthur nodded after hearing Ramon’s words.

“As Lord Ramon says, if Abel Draker has been promoted to Black Knight, he is certainly qualified to receive the Guardian Knight position.”

Suddenly, Arthur’s gaze sharpened.

An intangible energy erupted from his body. The very air in the Grand Assembly room felt heavy.

Kali realized that Arthur Draker’s Astral Sword was aimed at the entire area.

‘It’s difficult to even breathe.’

If this were the true ability of a Black Knight, everyone in this conference room could be killed in an instant according to his will.

Arthur Draker spoke to Ramon.

“However, if he has falsely claimed to be a Black Knight, he will naturally have to pay the appropriate price.”

An invisible spark flew between Ramon and Arthur.

Kali realized something from the family head’s attitude.

‘Father has made a bold move’

He had used Abel Draker’s Black Knight promotion as a pretext to grant the Guardian Knight position and draw out Ramon Jiemens, who had been hiding behind the scenes.

If Abel Draker had falsely claimed to be a Black Knight, he would effectively nail down any further behind-the-scenes scheming.

‘Even if Abel has truly been promoted to Black Knight, that would also be beneficial to the Draker family. I cannot follow the depth of my father’s calculations.’

At that moment, news came that the appointment ceremony was fully prepared.

Arthur withdrew his Astral Sword and smiled with a kind expression.

“Well, let’s go. I’m really looking forward to seeing if a new Black Knight is born.”

The hall of Autumnfel  was lavishly decorated for the appointment of the new Guardian Knight.

Inside the hall were gathered the captains and vice-captains of major knight orders, along with key figures of the blood alliance.

The Draker family led the central continent.

As the Guardian Knight was at the core of Draker family power, naturally all blood alliance families and kingdoms of the central continent could not help but be interested.

BOOM!

The door opened, and family head Arthur Draker and the participants of the Grand Assembly entered the hall.

It was a gathering of the most influential figures of Draker.

Kali sat in the seat prepared for the Guardian Knight and looked around the elaborately decorated ceremony venue.

If it were to be revealed here that Abel Draker had not been promoted to Black Knight, not only would he be disgraced, but his honor and the honor of the Jiemens family would surely fall to the ground.

‘But what if Abel has truly been promoted to Black Knight…?’

It was incomprehensible by her standards.

Both she and Abel, as pure-blooded awakeners of Draker, had risen to Blue Knight faster than anyone else and reached the Red Knight stage.

But the Black Knight was a completely different realm.

Among famous knights who had devoted their entire lives to the sword, most could not cross the barrier of Black Knight.

The person who had historically become a Black Knight the fastest was the current Draker family head Arthur Draker himself, and even Arthur had been promoted to Black Knight only after turning 40.

For Abel, who had just entered his thirties, to be promoted to Black Knight was unprecedented in the continent’s entire history.

At that moment.

BOOM!

The door of the Autumnfel Fell hall opened, and someone entered.

A man wearing Draker’s conquest, his red hair fluttering.

Abel Draker, called the Lion Sword.

He strode confidently across the hall to the Dragon Throne where Arthur Draker was seated.

The Dragon Throne, made of dragon bones and skin, symbolized the head of the Dragon Slayer family.

Arthur Draker sat on the Dragon Throne and received Abel.

Abel bowed his head towards the family head.

“To the head of the Draker family, owner of Atlas territory in the center of Midland, the knight of knights, the Dragon Slayer…”

Arthur Draker, who had been quietly listening, raised his hand and stopped Abel’s words.

“That’s enough. Normally, I would have enjoyed such flattery, but today that’s not what’s important.”

Arthur Draker stood up from his seat.

Then he spoke to everyone gathered in the hall.

“Today, I believe you are all very curious about the sudden appointment of the Guardian Knight!”

Arthur Draker’s voice echoed throughout the hall.

Everyone focused on his words.

Arthur Draker continued.

“The position of Guardian Knight can be said to represent the knight of the Draker family. It is true that we have strictly verified the qualifications and comprehensively considered the opinions of many wise individuals! However……!”

Arthur Draker raised his voice.

“If Abel Draker in front of me has been promoted to the Black Knight, I believe he has surpassed all those procedures and is qualified to receive the Guardian Knight position!”

Everyone in the hall was shocked by Arthur Draker’s words.

“A, a Black Knight?”

“My goodness, the Lion Sword for real?”

As the hall became noisy, Arthur clapped his hands.

With his hand clap resonating through the hall, the room immediately fell silent.

Arthur looked at Abel.

“Abel Draker. Can you prove here that you are a true Black Knight?”

Then Abel met Arthur’s eyes, stared at him, and soon nodded.

“I will follow the lord’s command.”

Abel turned his body towards the Dragon’s Throne and looked at the people gathered in the hall.

Then he pointed to one of those assembled.

“I ask the Chief of the Executioners for permission.”

The Chief of the Executioners Dirithan Tourn rose from his seat after being pointed out.

Like a knight of the Tourn family, his build was much larger than ordinary knights.

With sharp eyes and a face full of scars, he glared at Abel.

“What request?”

Abel smiled slyly and said,

“I have wanted to cross swords with the Chief of the Executioners for a long time. Will you give me that opportunity today?”

Dirithan’s eyebrows twitched at Abel’s words.

Though polite, it essentially meant he should serve as a prop to prove his own promotion.

Dirithan, who had been silent, stood up.

BOOM!

As Dirithan moved, it seemed the entire hall was shaking.

Dirithan Tourn was notorious for being strong and upright among the knights of the Tourn family.

Moreover, he was one of Draker’s Red Knights, and it was said that if he had received the Draker family name, he would have been on par with Gareth Draker, who received the Guardian Knight position.

Instead, Dirithan had been maintaining the Chief of the Executioners position that the Tourn family had held for generations for ten years.

Because of this, Dirithan had no intention of deliberately losing to Abel.

He drew the sword from his back.

WHOOSH!

It was a large and rough greatsword more akin to a club than a sword.

Dirithan looked at Abel and said,

“Since it’s the request of the Lion Sword, I’ll fight seriously.”

Then Abel smiled slyly and drew the Red Dragon Sword.

In the middle of Autumnfel Hall, Dirithan and Abel stood facing each other, holding their swords.

Dirithan was the first to move.

HMM!

Dirithan’s attack using the Tourn-style Dragon Slaying Technique was concise and refreshing.

Perfectly handling the rough-looking greatsword, a series of short sword strikes flew towards Abel.

CLANG! CLANG!

Abel lightly blocked Dirithan’s attacks by swinging the Red Dragon Sword.

Dirithan felt that Abel’s sword blocking his strikes was quite heavy.

He gripped his sword again and charged forward.

WHOOSH!

Dirithan’s greatsword aimed at Abel’s waist.

A sword technique was unfolded that was incredibly clean, contrary to what one would believe was just swinging a greatsword.

SWISH!

At that moment, Abel suddenly jumped into the air and landed on top of Dirithan’s greatsword.

Everyone in the hall was startled by Abel’s almost miraculous movement.

Since most were knights, those in the hall knew how extraordinary Dirithan’s sword technique was, and they knew it was impossible to completely neutralize that sword technique and stand on the sword.

Abel charged from the top of the greatsword and swung the Red Dragon Sword towards Dirithan.

WHOOSH!

Dirithan quickly swung his greatsword, shaking Abel off and rolling his body to avoid the Red Dragon Sword.

“WHEW.”

Dirithan, who had rolled on the floor, regained his posture and raised his greatsword.

Abel, standing opposite him, maintained a completely unshaken posture and looked at Dirithan with leisure.

He said to Dirithan,

“I want to see the true skill of the Chief of executioners.”

At Abel’s provocation, Dirithan furrowed his brows.

He repositioned himself, gripped his sword, and took the Tourn-style Dragon Slaying Technique’s basic stance.

Dirithan, with a personality so naive and rigid, always tried to be faithful to the basics.

Rex Tourn would always praise this as Dirithan’s greatest strength.

Looking at Dirithan, Abel momentarily wore a chilling smile.

“Are you coming out like this?”

KUGOGOGOGO!

A different energy rose from Abel’s body.

Everyone in the hall felt a tingling sensation as if thousands of needles were piercing their skin.

Dirithan, who directly received Abel’s energy, was still holding his sword upright, but his entire body was oppressed by the intangible pressure.

‘This energy is like…’

Though he didn’t want to admit it, it was exactly the same pressure he had felt when Rex Tourn had displayed the power of a Black Knight.

Abel held the Red Dragon Sword and slowly approached Dirithan.

An ordinary knight would have knelt from that pressure alone, but Dirithan was different from a typical knight.

Instead, he shook off the pressure and raised his sword, stepping forward.

“HAAAAAAH!”

Dirithan, who had shaken off the pressure with a battle cry, unleashed the Tourn family’s cutting technique towards Abel.

WHOOOOSH!

The greatsword, carrying the energy of a massive bull charging ruthlessly, as if to bisect everything before it, descended towards Abel’s head.

KEEN!

At that moment, a sharp sound rang in everyone’s ears.

“Wh, what?”

In the moment others lost sight of the sound, Abel had slipped past Dirithan’s body.

Simultaneously, Dirithan’s greatsword was cut and fell, and blood suddenly spurted from various wound marks on his body.

THUD!

Dirithan collapsed to the floor.

“Chief!”

The Pursuer Corps members rushed out, examined Dirithan’s wounds, and then dragged him out of the hall.

Everyone in the room was shocked that the Chief of executioners, who was said to never fall, had been defeated by Abel’s single sword stroke without even being able to fight back.

Abel, who had sheathed the Red Dragon Sword, turned to look at Arthur seated on the Dragon’s Throne.

However, Arthur sat on the throne with a stern expression, saying nothing.

Abel slowly approached Arthur. Then he spoke.

“Although my skills are lacking, I will do my best not to diminish the honor of the Guardian Knight position.”

Abel had preempted the situation before Arthur could even acknowledge his promotion.

Arthur rose from the Dragon’s Throne.

He spoke to those gathered in the hall:

“A sixth Black Knight has been born in the Draker family!”

The people in the hall were shocked by Arthur’s words.

Since the lord had directly acknowledged the realm of the Black Knight, Abel Draker was now officially recognized as a Black Knight of the continent.

Arthur continued.

“I hereby bestow and appoint the Draker Guardian Knight position upon Abel Draker, the sixth Black Knight of Draker.”

Arthur personally attached a golden badge to Abel’s conquest.

Clap! Clap!

Ramon, who was seated, was the first to start applauding.

Then applause began to emerge from those around him.

Soon, the entire hall was filled with thunderous applause and cheers.

Abel smiled and waved to them.

Kali’s eyes trembled with unease as she watched him.

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