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.

surprise attack, he would have blocked

now that he was

Clank!

flew through the air and fell

under the Imperial riches, kept glistening in Bartolt’s hand.

down on the floor.

“…….”

up to

“You’re still weak.”

eyes pierced at Bartolt’s defeated

leaned over Bartolt before he intently inquiried.

did you

betray

a candidate for the knightship under the House of Reinhardt who

had continued to train, he might have

least, Ian was hopeful

me, Bartolt?” “Isn’t it obvious…..?”

smiled, staring blankly at the

“Riches and honor.”

the answer,

“Riches and honor?”

that the people standing

betrayed your own master and colleagues for those things? Every one of

felt like he was being decapitated.

Ian was an expert at

was going through a training session in the Capital.

I’m well off!” “Well, that’s not

at a crossroad.

be an enemy of the family of Duke Ian Reinhardt? Would he be able

had protected him once or twice

chapter is yet to be

was relaxed, there was something in his voice that

had spent more time in the Capital, he would have been praised

have even defeated Ian as

in the

“L-Let’s run away from here, quick—”

up and sighed.

have to

and revealing his face, which was still painted with Laritte’s

it was, the commotion in the

say,

started to walk towards the Empress and the Crown Prince, knights

“Stop, you traitor!”

when your Lord

held up his left arm as he said,

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

out of his arm,

“Urgh….”
“Cough, cough!”

the floor

among the humans who could use mana. And those

was no one here who could match Ian.

by them and stood before the royal members.

Highness the Empress, His Majesty the Crown

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