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

that he was fully recovered from

Clank!

Ian broke Bartolt’s sword into two halves. One half flew through the air

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

collapsed down on the

“…….”

slowly walked up to him.

“You’re still weak.”

blazing eyes pierced at Bartolt’s defeated self.

over him as Ian leaned over Bartolt

you do

did he betray

the knightship under the House of Reinhardt

he might have become

Ian was

“Why aren’t you answering me,

smiled, staring blankly

“Riches and honor.”

lightly chuckled at the answer,

“Riches and honor?”

so low that the people standing around him couldn’t

those things? Every one

like he

was an expert at making

this time, Bartolt was going through a training session in

“Well, that’s not what I came to see

at

family of Duke Ian Reinhardt? Would he

had protected him once

lucky, Bartolt. Your chapter is yet to be closed.”

something in his voice that

spent more time in the Capital, he would have been

might have even defeated Ian as well.

the hall gasped.

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

stood up and sighed.

to

said, removing his hood and revealing his face,

who it was, the commotion

heard someone say, “the

the Empress and the

“Stop, you traitor!”

What will you do to me when

left arm as he said,

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

mana spurted out of his

“Urgh….”
“Cough, cough!”

the floor one after the other.

humans who could use mana.

one

by them and stood before the royal members.

the Empress, His Majesty the

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