Swordmaster’s Youngest Son

he term.
Jet was someone who often backstabbed people for his own benefit.

 

‘That punk.
These days, he must be scamming morons as a self-proclaimed top-class information broker.
Fuck, just thinking of him makes my blood boil.’

 

In fact, Jin himself was one of those ‘morons’ who got scammed by Jet in his past life.
The information broker had tricked him so much under the guise of introducing him to the Tesing underground auction house.

This time, Jin planned on revealing Jet’s schemes from the beginning to teach him a lesson.

 

‘I’ll beat Jet up.
Then, I’ll control him and make good use of his skills.
It’s much easier to explain things to Gilly and Murakan if I associate myself with Jet.’

 

Jin didn’t plan on revealing himself as a regressor to Gilly and Murakan in the future.

Thus, Jin needed good excuses in order to convince them whenever he made plans using his knowledge from his past life.

Just like right now.

 

“Kid, do we really need to look for an inn in this rundown alleyway? Aren’t there good enough inns by the main street?”

“The Young Master must have a good reason for his actions, Lord Murakan.”

“But there is no need to reside in a place like this when we have as much money as we do, Strawberry Pie.”

“Indeed, it would be a great idea to spread the news that we have a lot of money in this city, where countless unregistered magicians are wreaking havoc.
Am I right, Murakan?”

“Ha! Are you seriously telling me that I, the Great Murakan, must sleep in this dirty inn—that even orcs would avoid—just because of those petty criminals?”

 

Jin made up some excuse and guided the two others towards Jet’s inn.

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But he couldn’t behave like this forever.
On the other hand, if he made Jet his subordinate, these problems would disappear.

Huh? How do you know that, Young Master?

Kid, why do we need to do that?

So then, if Gilly and Murakan were to ask him these questions, he could reply that he had gotten the information from Jet and easily convince them.

 

“Hm, this place looks good.”

 

After squabbling with Murakan for an hour, Jin and the others finally arrived before the inn Jet managed.
But because of Murakan’s constant grumbling, it felt like it had taken ten times longer.

Please call for Jet at the reception.

Jin unintentionally snorted and smirked when he saw the familiar signboard again.

As always, the inn had a very odd name.
Though, it was quite the fitting name if you took into account the fact that the place wasn’t quite an inn, but an information broker’s residence.

 

“Why here specifically?”

“Because I heard the magicians at the Kollon Ruins talk about… Never mind.
It’s just my gut feeling.”

 

Murakan was still sulking and pouting as they walked through the front door.
Meanwhile, Gilly stood confidently behind them as she fully trusted the young master no matter what.

One slim man was sitting behind the counter, head on the hard table as his drool made a puddle.
It was Jet.
He hadn’t sensed the trio’s presence and simply snored loudly as the smell of alcohol filled the air.

 

“Are you the owner of the inn?”

“Hmmgh.
Ah, a customer? Welcome.”

 

Jet unsteadily fixed his posture and quickly scanned the three guests from head to toe.
He then immediately categorized them into fools he could trick.

 

‘A thin, weak-looking kid in a nice shirt, a swordsman on his first journey, and a woman.
Well, she’s quite pretty.
Is she a maid? They’re obviously a young and stupid aristocrat with his servants playing at adventurers.’

 

Despite such thoughts running through his mind, Jet simply showed a bright smile on the outside.

 

“Do you have empty rooms?”

“Well… They’re all empty.
You’ve come to the right place.
I take pride in my pricings.
For travelers like you, it’s the lowest price for the greatest treatment and beds! Now then, please take a look at our rooms and choose the ones you prefer most.”

 

Jet stood up and swiftly pushed the trio upstairs.
He was telling them to choose the room they wanted on their own and come back down.

He planned to make them use the rooms already without telling them the detailed pricings.
A typical scammer’s technique.

Furthermore, Jet quickly prepared three drinks for the guests while they were upstairs.
Once the kid and his servants downed their glasses, he would charge them absurd fees for the service.

Had the guests been seasoned mercenaries, Jet would’ve stopped his schemes at this point.

However, Jet didn’t plan on holding back his tricks before this group of naive travelers.

 

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‘Once they’re back and drink these, those three will start a new life in the underground auction house forever, huehuehue.
I just hit the jackpot!’

 

Jet had made up his mind as soon as he saw the trio.

He would sedate them with sleeping pills and sell them as slaves in the Tesing underground auction house.
A quick mind and fast execution of his plans.
This was how Jet became the greatest information broker of Akin in the future.

Needless to say, Jin knew more about Jet than Jet himself did.
He was already four steps ahead of him.

 

‘I bet he’s impatiently waiting for us to trick us with that outdated technique and make the most profit possible.
Get ready to die, Jet.’

 

As he had predicted, Jet was waiting for them downstairs with three drinks as the trio returned.

 

“Goodness, you must be parched from your journey.
Please have a cup to quench your throats, hehe.
This is our inn’s special orange juice.
Its taste is unrivaled! Even aristocrats sometimes come here just to have another sip of this juice.”

 

The Runcandels’ blessed bodies have a slight resistance against most poisons, so these cheap sleeping pills would barely have an effect on Jin.

Jin pondered for a while.

Should he down the cup and tell him the sleeping pill was tasty while pummelling the man? Or should he dare Jet to taste test the drink first?

However, there was one option that Jin had completely overlooked.

 

“Did you lose your fucking mind, you lowly son of a flea?”

 

Murakan wasn’t in a good mood for a while now.

The dragon had been staring at the bubbles floating in the spiked orange juice.

 

“Oi, kid! Didn’t your gut tell you this place was good? Then you should check your gut and fix it while I beat this piece of crap to death.
Make sure to check carefully, alright?”

 

Creaaak.

Murakan spoke as he slowly closed the inn’s front door.
It was now Jet’s fate to endure Murakan’s beating and spill all the beans.

 

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Proofreader’s Corner (12/03/21):

Just something to note and a little transparency, especially for those who are not in our Discord server.
Yes, the credits for this chapter (and the next one) still say that Koko is the translator—and that she has “returned”, which still pains my heart—but we decided to change translators around two weeks ago.
Both chapters were done a while back in preparation for the planned increase in locked chaps.
However, personal things happened, and Koko was unable to work on the rest of the locked chaps. SMYS’s new translator is still adjusting but is slowly working on them, so please wait a little more.
I hope you all understand the slow updates and enjoyed this chap regardless.

I’ll go cry in a corner now…