I’m Going to Destroy this Country

Isaac had no idea who Shuri was.

But as the door opened…

-What the hell? This bastard is my rival?

Rival.

This bastard.

Those two words were enough to grasp the entire situation.

Was it really enough?

Firstly, by mentioning the term ‘rival’, it meant at the very least, he wasn’t an ally.

Secondly, why would anyone be kind to someone who rudely refers to another as ‘this bastard’?

Having judged the situation, Isaac threw the rattle right at him.

If they were enemies, why should it matter?

Without hesitation, one could easily turn them into ashes with magic, right?

However, the one who got scratched was seemingly on a different page.

With a reddened face, Shuri, who had just risen, grabbed Isaac’s collar.

“Hey! Do you know who I am?”

Who cares?

Isaac, having figured out his identity almost instantly, frowned deeply.

He didn’t particularly care to know faces of the priests, but a kid just waltzing in through the door?

He must be someone from this house. Analyzing his words, age, and gender, the answer was clear.

‘A candidate for Saint.’

What was decisive was the boy’s brown hair and blue eyes.

Wasn’t he the spitting image of that brazen-faced guy Isaac had just seen?

So, the conclusion was that Isaac and Shuri were cousins?

And the moment he saw Isaac, he tried to cast a spell, but his hand seemed paralyzed.

Obviously, he came to challenge Isaac, right?

A good enough reason to retaliate, wasn’t it?

Bang!

Once again, Shuri’s head was thrown back.

“Ack!”

The heavy golden rattle started to hit Shuri’s face again.

Being hit ruthlessly by his younger cousin on their first meeting, Shuri screamed.

It was absurd.

Entering a room only to be attacked by this brat?

No, more than that…

‘Why did the rattle that flew that way come back this way… Ugh!’

The gold rattle that had hit the back of Shuri’s head returned to Isaac like a boomerang.

“What, what?! Why did it come back? It was clearly here!”

Shuri seemed utterly confused by the situation, but Isaac chuckled.

Of course, this situation would be baffling.

In reality, it was Whisper fetching the rattle. And during that, Whisper hit again.

However, to Shuri, it seemed as if the rattle was moving on its own.

“What, what?! Why is it moving by itself? What? No one’s there?”

Shuri, instinctively sensing something, tried to grab it. However, Isaac, who was quite amused watching his cousin, chuckled even more.

‘What are you trying to catch? Go and drink more of your mother’s milk.’

While Shuri underestimated Isaac thinking of him as a mere child, to Isaac, he was simple and useful.

‘You won’t see Whisper for another 10 years.’

One must be at the 5th rank to see a demon and use the exorcism technique.

So, in front of Lilai and other knights, Isaac couldn’t openly use Whisper like this. But this little kid?

Even if he’s currently at a low magical level, the Skeleton King was the greatest magician in the human world.

‘Greenhorn. Just be obedient and become my servant!’

“Ouch! Aaah!”

Indeed, his robust build was befitting of a noble bloodline.

He seemed to have inherited the strong genes of this family.

‘Well, either way, a sturdy worker is always welcome.’

“Ugh! Ah! Aaah!”

In the end, Shuri, who had continuously been hit by the mysterious attacks, stood his ground.

“How dare you see me as!”

“!”

A powerful divine power burst out.

And a blue divine power created a protective shield around Shuri.

“Surprised? This is the 3rd level protective technique! I bet I’m the only one at my age who can use this!”

Shuri glared at Isaac as if he was a competitor.

“It seems you can use some sacred techniques too!”

“Daya?”

Not a sacred technique. It’s just a beating.

“Let me show you the power of the future Pope!”

Huh, a Pope?

Shuri started drawing some symbols inside the protective barrier with his fingers.

The motion of his rapidly moving fingers indicated it was a sacred symbol.

While magic uses spells during incantations, sacred techniques use glyphomancy.

And looking at the form and flow of the fingers, was that…

‘The 4th level attack technique, Bursting Star?’

It was an attack technique that could cause the body of the designated target to explode.

Given its power to turn even armored knights into mere chunks of flesh instantly, it was a sacred technique clearly imbued with a murderous intent, and too violent for a mere child.

Whisper also let out a chuckle, seemingly disgusted.

[Tsk, you call yourself a Saint’s candidate? Your guts have gotten big. I will kill you.]

But in reality, Isaac was genuinely surprised.

Could such a child really use a 4th level sacred technique? A state that usually requires at least 15 years of training?

Sure, as time passes, techniques develop thanks to the mages, and the next generation is bound to grow. But had it really advanced this much in 150 years?

“Hey! I think this isn’t right…! I think the order wrong…!”

Ah, he must have forgotten and accidentally used it.

“Damn it, I don’t know! I give up on the 3rd one!”

Not sure what happened, but he made an error trying to attack the kid.

Soon after, Shuri launched two orbs of light.

It was the 3rd level attack technique .

Well, it basically has a tracking feature, and its power can increase depending on one’s divine power and control.

High-ranking priests often use it as a basic attack…

But then, in that moment…

Flash!

“Argh!”

Suddenly, the light orb Shuri launched was deflected.

Boom!

Caught off guard by the sudden attack, Shuri looked at Isaac in shock.

“Dayaa.”

Before Isaac, a familiar light shield appeared.

It was the defense sacred technique that Shuri just used!

Isaac, having activated the defensive technique, grinned.

He was wondering what he would do since that arrogant guy ran off without teaching him the sacred techniques.

“Dayaya (But this guy has showed it for me?)”

The baby’s eyes shone with a dangerous light.

In contrast, upon seeing this, Shuri’s pupils dilated in shock.