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.
had made a surprise attack, he would have blocked it
was no one to stop Ian, now that he was fully
Clank!
flew through the air and fell on the
was engraved under the Imperial riches, kept glistening
down on
“…….”
slowly walked up
“You’re still weak.”
pierced at Bartolt’s
as Ian leaned over Bartolt
you
he betray the Duke?
under the House of
he might have become a
Ian was
aren’t you answering me, Bartolt?”
blankly
“Riches and honor.”
lightly chuckled at the answer, then grabbed his collar.
“Riches and honor?”
that the people
betrayed your own master and colleagues for those things? Every one of them
like he
expert at making someone feel
time, Bartolt was going through a
but I’m well off!” “Well, that’s not what I
was at a
be an enemy of the family of Duke Ian
Empress had protected him once or
lucky, Bartolt. Your chapter is yet to be closed.”
Ian was relaxed, there was something in his voice that made him
Capital, he would have been
even defeated Ian as
the hall gasped.
Bartolt lost…..” “L-Let’s run
stood up and sighed.
have to do that.”
his hood and revealing his face, which was still
soon as they realized who it was, the commotion in
say,
towards the Empress and the
“Stop, you traitor!”
you do to me when your Lord Bartolt couldn’t even
up his left arm
“Don’t be ridiculous.”
of mana spurted out of
“Urgh….”
“Cough, cough!”
the floor one
the only ones among the humans who could use mana. And those who weren’t
this moment, there was no one
and
my greetings, Her Highness the Empress, His Majesty the Crown Prince. Forgive
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