Chapter 21
The knights under the Duke, who had been in the same league as Bartolt, got scattered across the empire because of his false charges.
Only a very prominent swordmaster would have managed to enter a higher order among the knights.
Ian gnashed his teeth.
Everyone was praising Bartolt, thinking he was some candidate for the highest position among the Swordmasters. But Ian knew he couldn’t be as good as him.
‘Hmm…but your face isn’t as bright as it should be.’
As soon as he fixed his sword, Ian ran towards Bartolt.
“?!”
Amazed, Bartolt quickly defended himself.
As the two swords clashed with each other, a loud ‘clanking’ sound was heard.
In an instant, Bartolt could sort out that his opponent wasn’t just a simple intruder.
Bartolt thought.
‘How can he be so strong to face my sword?’
He was one of the top eight candidates of the Swordmasters.
He was among the people who prosecuted Ian, and he was the one who stabbed him.
Bartolt felt a grudge at his opponent’s swordsmanship. His frighteningly fast sword could even cut the flesh in a flash.
What was more surprising was that the swordplay of this unidentified man was slightly similar to Bartolt’s.
It was similar enough to say that one of them had taught the other.
Ian’s blade heavily forced on Bartolt’s.
“Do you understand, Bartolt?”
It reminded him of the day.
Ian had demonstrated the same stance himself when he used to be in the knighthood under the Duke of Reinhardt.
“You should be able to feel the conception of a sword.”
“……”
“Focus and stretch towards this one point gently as if you’re drawing a straight line.”
He recalled it.
It was one of the stances he couldn’t learn even after repeating it thousands of times.
As the intruder advanced in the same manner as Ian, Bartolt avoided it by a single stroke.
His hood fluttered before his eyes. Only then did he realize.
The hooded intruder was…..
“…..Captain.”
He said through his disheveled breathing.
The housekeeper of the Reinhardt family, who had taught him sword art for years and was his master.
a surprise attack, he would have blocked it gracefully.
now that he was fully recovered
Clank!
two halves. One half flew through the air and fell on
under the
on
“…….”
walked up to
“You’re still weak.”
blazing eyes pierced at Bartolt’s defeated
him as Ian leaned over Bartolt
you do that?”
did he betray
candidate for the knightship under the House of
had continued to train, he might have become
Ian was hopeful
“Why aren’t you answering me,
staring blankly at the
“Riches and honor.”
chuckled at the answer, then grabbed
“Riches and honor?”
that the people standing around him couldn’t hear him.
one of
he was
expert at making someone
going through a training session in
but I’m well off!” “Well, that’s not what I came to
at a
enemy of the family of Duke Ian Reinhardt? Would
him once or twice before.
Your chapter is yet to be closed.”
was something in his voice that made
spent more time in the Capital, he would
have even defeated Ian as well.
the
lost…..” “L-Let’s run
up and sighed.
don’t have to
and revealing his face, which was still
realized who it was, the commotion in the hall
heard someone say,
and the Crown Prince, knights
“Stop, you traitor!”
to me when your Lord Bartolt couldn’t even stop
up his left
“Don’t be ridiculous.”
spurted out of his
“Urgh….”
“Cough, cough!”
the floor one after the
only ones among the humans who could use mana. And those who weren’t could only suffer under its
this moment, there was no one
leisurely walked by them and stood before the
Her Highness the Empress, His Majesty the Crown Prince.
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