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Chapter 4 The Swordsman of Light

“Um…”

After finally waking up from a coma, Ryan felt very helpless.

This is not the first time that the blood power has exploded today. It broke out for the first time when he was 3 years old and once again when he was 5 years old. Every time, Duke Kane specially found someone to help him calm him down.

According to Duke Kane, this is a bloodline inherited from the "orthodox" emperor Eutrus in the next generation.

Ryan's duke's father himself could not awaken this blood power that was said to be extremely noble, so when Ryan's first attack when he was a child, Duke Kane was ecstatic for a moment and even shouted middle-aged words like "Destiny is me" in the confined room.

After Ryan was five years old, there was no sign of another attack. He originally thought that the power of blood finally entered a mature and controllable period as the big man who claimed to be the priest of the Seven Stars Church said. Who knew that today suddenly started again...

After waking up, Ryan subconsciously covered his chest and looked around.

This is a very simple lounge. In addition to the four beds with bunk beds, there are only a small number of personal belongings. This room layout reminds him of his former university dormitory.

"Crack~"

It happened that the door was pushed open, and a heroic man with a very temperament walked in. It was probably judging from his clothes that the other party should be a nobleman.

"Kid, you're awake."

The blue-haired man showed a relieved smile when he saw Ryan sitting up, walked to Ryan, who was slightly alert, and placed his hand on his chest and checked it carefully.

"Fortunately, it has been temporarily calmed down."

Ryan, who was a little confused, then realized, scratched his face embarrassedly and asked, "Uh... Uncle, did you save me? Thank you so much."

"Haha, you're welcome."

The blue-haired man reached out and rubbed Ryan's blonde hair with great touch. "I just helped you when I saw it when I saw it, but..."

The blue-haired man looked at Ryan's face and showed a thoughtful look. "I always feel that the pattern of energy flow on you makes me feel a little familiar with it, and you seem to have seen your face somewhere."

“Eh?”

Ryan was shocked. The other party was born from a noble family and might have really seen his cheap dad.

Reinhardt de Cain looks more like his father, but the color of his hair is inherited from his mother.

Although his duke's father said that this was the appearance that he should have with the blood of the Yanor royal family, this appearance that looked like his father would inevitably cause a lot of trouble for his outing.

"Haha... Uncle, you should have recognized the wrong person. This is my first time leaving home."

"oh?"

Viscount Blue-haired looked at the little boy in front of him with interest. Judging from the other party's cramped expression and the fluctuating aura on his body, Ryan obviously concealed something.

"Haha, okay, I'm not going to get to the bottom of your origin, but..."

Viscount raised his face and warned, "Your body is not suitable for traveling around without preparation. If there is no expert who uses qi to help you regulate your body, you may die at any time because of the violent power in your body."

Ryan sighed without surprise, "Is that right... Actually, I should have thought of it long ago. It seems that this trip away from home will end in failure."

"That's not necessarily."

Blue-haired Viscount gently patted Ryan's head, "If you can learn a method of practicing Qi, you should be able to gradually master the chaotic air flow in your body."

"Unfortunately, what I learned is the traditional imperial martial arts, and is known for its strength and explosive power. In this case, it is better to find a master who is proficient in the Eastern Qi training technique to lead the door."

Ryan gave the handsome uncle helplessly, "Uncle, you said it easily... The Eastern Continent has very little contact with us, so it is not so easy to encounter it."

"Haha, of course, usually, the Ereponian Empire is not the Kalwad Republic, which has a large number of Eastern immigrants."

"But... it's a coincidence. I just received a notice from the butler that an oriental martial arts expert came to visit in my territory. How about it? Should I go back to Legram with me to try if I can succeed in getting a disciple?"

The handsome uncle showed a joking smile on his face. "If you look at your eyes, you will know that you are a person who is uneasy. If you have to go home because of your physical problems, you will probably be unwilling to accept it, right?"

Ryan, who had already accepted his fate, was excited and sat up straight and asked in surprise, "Really!"

Then he seemed to remember something, stretched out his little hand to hold his chin, and asked, "Wait a minute, uncle, you said Regram, are you..."

"Ah? Didn't I introduce myself?"

The blue-haired uncle smiled apologetically, "Sorry, I am the Viscount Lord of the lakeside town of Regram, a small lakeside town under Kluchen State in the eastern Kluchen State. Victor S. Alside, please give me some advice, a noble child who travels away from home."

Although there have been some speculations, Ryan still looked at the Viscount Alside in front of him with a dull face.

"Light...Swordsman?"

"Uh... it turns out you have heard of this title."

Viscount Yarside touched his hair embarrassedly, "I think it's too early to get this title. After all, I've just entered the realm of 'reason' not long."

"Reason" is the realm that martial artists dream of throughout their lives. In the martial arts Empire, only a few people can enter it.

Once you step into the door of "reason", you will feel as if you have truly understood the truth of all things and can easily understand the essence through the appearance of all things.

Ryan was not very clear about the more specific explanation. Just this little thing was heard from the priest who came to treat him.

After Ryan cleared his mind, he immediately jumped off the bed and bowed respectfully to Viscount Yarside and said, "Your Viscount, my name is Ryan. Can you teach me the martial arts of Alside?"

Victor stretched out his finger and gently flicked Ryan's forehead. Seeing the cute look of the little guy covering his forehead and frowned slightly, he couldn't help laughing.

"Lian, have you forgotten what I just said? According to your physical condition, the best choice is to practice the Eastern Qi training technique. In terms of body conditioning and control of breath, the practice method of Sisemlia continent is far inferior to that of Qi training technique."

Ryan rubbed his forehead aggrievedly and said, "But... Lord Viscount, do you think that Eastern martial arts master will agree to accept me?"

"I can't guarantee this, but he is also an acquaintance of mine. He is a kind-hearted old man. If you know your physical condition, you shouldn't stand by."

"If he doesn't want to accept you as his apprentice, follow me to practice Yarside. With me being by my side to take care of you, the chaotic aura in your body will not burst out at will, but... this is just a way to treat the symptoms but not the root cause."

After receiving the guarantee, Ryan was obviously relieved. The etiquette habit he developed since childhood made him subconsciously stroke his chest with one hand and perform a noble ceremony.

"Thank you, Lord Viscount, when will we set out?"

Seeing Ryan's movements, a glimmer flashed in Viscount Yarside's eyes. "No hurry, before that, Ryan, can you tell who you are truly?"

"If you want to follow me to Regram, your parents are better off knowing it. Your outing must be very worried, right?"

"Um……"

Ryan seemed a little hesitant, but thinking of his mother's frowning because of her worries, he finally let go of his obsession and introduced himself to the leader of the Yarsideri as his true identity.
Chapter completed!
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