Chapter 550 - Holy Sword Valiant 3 (1/2)

While Luke was struggling to find a cure for the zombie disease in the Holy Empire, Prime Minister Hans of the Symphonia Kingdom was standing in front of a large pond in the Royal Palace.

The pond had formed during the huge fight with Hiros, and the rain that fell later after that created a pond in the Royal Palace.

‘Did His Majesty really master dark magic? What are we supposed to do if that is the truth?’

Honestly, Hans wasn’t the only one who was worried.

Maron, the high priest, and the other retainers of the Rakan Family were also concerned about it for a long time.

However, they found no clear evidence of it, and if such things went out, nothing good would come from Symphonia Kingdom, which was still in a growing process.

Everyone, who was concerned, were struggling.

However, maybe their frustration couldn’t be controlled, so they went to speak with Hans.

And each time, Hans’s reply was, “Don’t spew nonsense.”

However, his own doubts were burning his mind.

‘Our Lord Rakan, what am I supposed to do?’

While Hans was looking at the sky and grieving, a messenger ran and gave him a startling report.

“What? You found some strange sword in the basement of the floor while rebuilding the residence in the Rakan Estate?”

“Yes, it was just half of a sword, and it isn’t so unusual to see either.”

After Symphonia’s establishment, Rakan Estate had been turned into a royal estate.

They decided to use the manor there as the local palace and were trying to make it look its role. In the process of reconstruction, old artifacts were popping out.

The sword, which was discovered, was one of those artifacts.

‘If it was a basement field, then it must be the place where our ancestors were practicing…’

Hans, who wanted to know, asked the man to bring the sword.

Luckily, the administrator that was in charge of the reconstruction had already sent the sword directly to the Royal Capital, so there was no need to wait for long.

“This is the sword?”

Hans, who scrutinized the sword, brought it in a wooden box.

It seemed very much like a bastard sword that was broken in the middle, and just as said before, there was nothing unusual in it.

It was as if the sword was made a long time ago. It was an old fashioned Rococo-style Bastard Sword, which was radiating extraordinary energy.

“This, this looks like an Orichalcum Sword!”

Katarina Magic Tower’s meister, Mute, who came upon Hans’s call, looked at the sword and said, “Orichalcum? This one?”

“Yes, this ecstatic brilliance and its unique form. The subtle energy waves coming from the metal must surely be Orichalcum.”

Surely, the materials it was made of were amazing, but there was something more shocking.

It was the two patterns that were engraved on the right side of the handle.

One was a wooden cross flag, the symbol of El Kassel Denomination, an angel holding a shinning sword.

The second one was the symbol of the Rakan Family.

Well, something similar to it.

‘A sword with Orichalcum material and two symbols on it…!’

Hans, who was searching in his memories for information, was shocked.

“H-Holy Sword Valiant!”

“Huh? Is this the one?”

“It is. This is the sword that Warrior Rakan had used, and it matches with the appearance of the Holy Sword Valiant which was written in the records!”

Hans and Mute couldn’t hold back their excitement.

Valiant was a sword that had suddenly disappeared after the death of their ancestor.

There were rumors saying that the Baroque Family had stolen the family sword. Some said that after the death of Saymon, it was taken back to the Holy Empire.

However, neither of them seemed valid.

There were many people who claimed that the existence of the sword was fake and the Rakan retainers were making things up.

“To find the Holy Sword in the basement of the manor!”

“Huhu, the bottom of a lamp is always dark…”

The question was why was the sword broken in half.

Orichalcum was a metal that wouldn’t break unless it took too much shock, and the one who made the sword was Zig, a legendary blacksmith.

‘There shouldn’t have been anyone skilled enough for this to break?’

Thinking so, both Hans and Mute took a closer look at the sword.

They discovered something.

It was quite a lot of fine print that was engraved on the broken blade’s backside.

The writings were so small and tightly fit that anyone would mistake it as some kind of a carved pattern.

“Are you able to understand what it says?”

“Well, hold on, it is so small to reach…”

Mute took a close look at the sword while narrowing his eyes.

When he thought of using magnification magic, the sunlight from the window reflected on the sword.

Flash!

The bright reflection shone on the wall on the other side.

Surprisingly, the letters engraved on the sword magnified.

“Oh! I guess this can be done too.”