Chapter 8

 

What is a swordmaster?

About 1500 years ago, the first swordmaster appeared on the continent.

It was more than 900 years ago when the Iassa Empire emerged after the continent was unified.

The first swordmaster was Eliot von Hood.

He was a representative of the kingdom, which is now the Barthang of the Iassa Empire.

The investigation found out that he was a distant ancestor of the Duke of Reinhardt.

Even before Eliot von Hood, there was someone who showed the characteristics of a swordmaster.

However, it was he who had all the characteristics of the current swordmaster.

First, he had the ability to sense mana.

If he sensed that a sword had mana, he could replace it visually.

It was a basic ability.

Nobody could tell who would win the fight between the two swordmasters.

 

For they were already skilled in swordsmanship.

 

The second qualification of the swordmaster was the ability to ‘move the body’s energy’.

 

Energy was the beauty of mana.

 

While there were people who could feel the magic of the sword and handle the body’s airway by itself, there were others who had to train more.

 

Ian’s case was the former.

 

Being able to move the body’s energy meant that they could have control over it.

 

This physical ability helped in improving the five senses and in healing wounds faster.

 

 

If a sword was made of a dragon’s bones, teeth, and nails, the swordmaster who owned it was a blessed child.

 

That would mean…

 

Ian was also……

 

***

 

“What food shall we try today?”

 

A week after Ian collapsed.

In the kitchen of the villa.

 

Laritte kept on thinking about whether the food ingredients she had stored had any discrepancies.

 

Ian’s fever has decreased for some time now.

 

It is now clear that he was beginning to recover.

 

She decided to make soft food as Ian isn’t fully recovered yet.

 

“Well, I will make some vegetable soup.”

 

She decided to cook and move on.

 

Returning through the snow-covered path, her hands contained a range of vegetables, including potatoes, onions, carrots, and kidney beans.

 

Everything that was needed to make vegetable soup.

 

It was just a touch for the soup.

 

First, she chopped the washed onions and carrots into small pieces.

 

A hand, that was not clumsy but neither as skillful as a cook, moved the knife.

 

“I wish there were radishes here….”

 

for her habit of speaking

 

It was winter now.

 

not be able to go to the nearby village during the winter, so

 

ingredients in advance, she could not

 

 

the village since Ian came and

 

yet. I shall go there

 

sack. Instead of radishes, more

 

put the sack

 

had to boil it for half an hour

 

the vegetable broth was made, another vegetable was needed to float on

 

 

vegetables into bigger sizes than

 

stir-fried various vegetables in oil and added the cooking wine,

 

eat one

 

muttered, recalling Ian lying in the room,

 

rang in

 

“I will try.”

 

at where

 

leaning against the wall in the

 

arrived at the villa. This was the

 

with her eyes

 

are you up

 

was not a very happy

 

so, Ian was quite satisfied with the change in her

 

he wanted to

 

and found

 

make a fuss because he was the one fighting

 

Laritte never made a fuss about joy. Even now, Ian’s condition was more important than

 

had improved so

 

made by the contract will

 

recall her quiet response when Ian reached the villa, his body covered

 

“…..What is this smell?”

 

closed his eyes and focused on his sense of

 

far, I don’t think it’s meat again, but

 

 

she stir-fried the vegetables and added

 

not

 

there anything I can

 

received Laritte’s kindness because he wasn’t feeling

 

Laritte to pick up

 

meant to refuse his

 

feet and standing up, between humans

 

his abdomen with her finger

 

of

 

“Argh.”

 

the wound did not

 

sighed and grabbed

 

want to help someone

 

unless

 

his hand, which made Ian

 

He was in agony.

 

did I just

 

have thought for it to be an

 

“Did you just laugh?”

 

hurriedly following

 

Ian’s eyes, Laritte’s face was expressionless

 

he appeared behind Laritte

 

to

 

rid of the bed as soon

 

did she laugh at

 

“Yes. I laughed.”

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