Chapter 49: Could it be?

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Chapter 49 of "Return of the Youngest Son with SSS-Rank Talent" begins unfolding events: Chapter 49: Could it be? The moon, round and pale, cut through the black sky where... Continue reading!

Chapter 49: Could it be? The moon, round and pale, cut through the black sky where not a single star dared to shine. Its silvery light, cold and penetrating, bathed the landscape, lengthening the shadows of the trees. A harsh breeze, laden with the damp moss of the night, crept through the weeds, making the stems rustle. The wild grass twisted in the wind, shaking in spasms, as if something invisible were stepping on it as it passed. And in the thick air, the symphony of the night sounded sharper, more urgent than usual. Crickets scraped their legs frantically, owls hooted from the highest branches, and something—perhaps a wild boar or a smaller animal—scratched feverishly among the bushes. The deafening roar of the waterfall drowned out even the beating of his own heart. Kael advanced like a bolt of lightning, his coin-studded sword vibrating with a crimson aura. His eyes, cold as steel under the moon, did not blink for an instant as the distance between them closed. His boots crushed grass soaked red, splattering mud and clots with every step. Three consecutive blows, precise as a falcon’s peck: throat, heart, groin. Each attack sought to end the fight before the difference in power became insurmountable. But Said was no novice. His feet danced across the slippery ground, dodging with the grace of a snake through the undergrowth. The black daggers, sharp as beast fangs, spun in his hands before he launched his counterattack. CLANG! CLANG! The clanging of metal colliding drowned out even the roar of the waterfall. Blue sparks flew upon impact, illuminating both men’s faces for a split second: Kael’s indifferent expression and Said’s clenched jaw. Forward, backward, turn. The muddy ground beneath them crunched treacherously as they struggled in a whirlwind of steel and reflections. Said’s superiority, however, began to prevail. Each block of his daggers sent a sinister tingling sensation through Kael’s bones. With a calculated movement, Kael plunged his sword into the ground and lifted it abruptly, sending a projectile of earth and organs flying toward Said. He recoiled, but it was enough: Kael caught his breath, accidentally stepping on something soft and warm—an intestine in the grass. His mind was spinning faster than the blade of his weapon. The stalemate was just the prelude. The real battle was just beginning. I can’t go on like this. The difference in rank is already starting to show. I have to end this quickly and get back to the mansion. Kael, despite being focused on the fight, part of his mind was thinking about future problems, since one of them managed to escape thanks to Said’s intervention. If only he knew that that person had long since become food for the wolves, he wouldn’t have to think too much. Kael wasn’t trying to escape. The waterfall offered cover, blind spots, and a single point of entry. It was the perfect place to hunt a confident man. Said was taken by surprise and, out of reflex, followed him so he wouldn’t escape or hide again. As they got closer, the sound of the waterfall grew louder, and the water drenched them both. Said, who was following Kael, slowed down when he saw him enter behind the waterfall; he wasn’t going to be caught by surprise. When he reached the waterfall, the water hit his body hard, and the roar of the waterfall filled his ears. Moving forward along the narrow path, Said looked around him with extreme caution as he advanced. After a few seconds, he reached a cave where humidity dominated the place, but he didn’t see Kael anywhere. This made his senses alert to the maximum, and he quickly checked his back. He wasn’t going to make the same mistake twice. He looked back for at least five minutes, but all he could hear was the loud noise of the waterfall. Although everything was strangely... quiet. Too quiet. Did he escape? But he quickly dismissed the thought. No... That young man wasn’t the type to leave loose ends. And the silence knew it. The bad feeling began to fill his body like a poison, slow but lethal. Before leaving the waterfall, Said checked the cave with extreme caution. He didn’t let anything escape his eyes. Time passed slowly as he searched the cave. The sound of the waterfall echoed in the cave; drops fell from the ceiling, making a small sound before being silenced by the roar of the water. After searching, Said couldn’t find Kael anywhere, and this terrified him to the core. Where is he? I saw him go behind the waterfall. Did he use concealment magic? That can’t be possible, he’s only at rank 9. Where did that young master hide? The damp air of the cave clung to Said’s skin as he turned to leave that place, the roar of the water hitting the stone walls deafening his thoughts. Every step he took echoed, the uneven ground threatening to trip him up. That was when he saw it: a narrow detour hidden behind a rocky outcrop, barely visible in the shadows. His heart skipped a beat. Could it be? He stopped, his muscles tense. The silence, previously drowned out by the water, now seemed to thicken. A primitive instinct warned him of danger, but it was too late. A golden flash crossed the air like lightning. Said reacted out of pure reflex, twisting his torso, but the speed was impossible. The coin sword plunged into his mouth with a wet crack, splintering teeth, piercing flesh and bone before bursting through the back of his neck in a spray of blood and bone fragments. The pain didn’t have time to set in. His skull exploded in two, the upper half flying off in a scarlet arc, splattering the walls with a grotesque crackling sound. His body, still standing, convulsed as the bloody coins continued to vibrate in the air. And then, from the darkness of the hidden path, Kael’s eyes emerged. Cold as steel, without a hint of triumph, only the serenity of someone who has just made an exact calculation. The sword of coins dripped between his fingers, each drop of blood marking the rhythm of his controlled breathing. Kael looked indifferently at Said’s body, which collapsed with a soft sound before being dragged away by the waterfall.

Chapter 49: Could it be?

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