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.

Bartolt had made a surprise attack, he would have blocked it

was no one to stop Ian, now that

Clank!

Ian broke Bartolt’s sword into two halves. One half flew through the air and fell on the floor lifelessly.

was engraved under the Imperial riches,

on the

“…….”

walked up to him.

“You’re still weak.”

eyes pierced at

shadow fell over him as Ian leaned over

did you do

he betray the Duke?

the knightship under the House of Reinhardt who was raised by Ian

had continued to train, he might

was hopeful of him.

me, Bartolt?”

staring blankly

“Riches and honor.”

chuckled at the answer, then grabbed his collar.

“Riches and honor?”

the people standing around him couldn’t

master and colleagues for those things? Every one of them

like he was being decapitated.

at

time, Bartolt was going through a training session in the

“Well, that’s not what I came to

at a

the family of Duke Ian Reinhardt? Would he be able to survive now?

protected him once or

chapter is yet to be

was something in his voice

he would have been praised

even defeated Ian as well.

aristocrats in the hall gasped.

Bartolt lost…..” “L-Let’s run away from here,

stood up and

to do that.”

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

as they realized who it was,

heard someone say, “the

the Empress and the Crown

“Stop, you traitor!”

you do to me when your Lord Bartolt couldn’t

held up his left

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

spurted out of

“Urgh….”
“Cough, cough!”

the floor one after the other.

were the only ones among the humans who could use mana. And those who

no one here who could match Ian.

and stood before

His Majesty the Crown Prince.

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