Chapter 31

Meanwhile, James was losing confidence. All he had to do was turn his eyes away.

Soon, part of the field was prepared as a dueling ground.

As everyone was focused on the upcoming clash, the judge put up his right hand.

“Prepare for the match.”

Theophilus warmed up leisurely, stirring the air with his sword. It almost looked like he had forgotten that it was a duel.

He asked his opponent with an exaggerated graceful gesture as if he was playing a game.

“So…. What’s your full name?”
“…..James. I have no title. I’m just a knight of Count Brumayer.”
“Ah, right. I don’t have to tell you, do I? This place is famous, but the Brumayers’ isn’t.”

As the spectators burst into a fit of giggles at the obvious mockery, James’s face flushed red before fading to pale blue.

He anxiously kept repeating to himself, ‘I’d be forgiven if I only give a single scratch on his body.’

Still, it felt inevitable to lose his life.

“Let us begin!”

James lifted his sword as Theophilus vertically raised up his arms.

Theophilus, who had just turned into a young man, was exceptionally good among the Knights of Reinhardt. Being the third son of a local count, he had a deep will on his swordsmanship.

In such an environment, he had got the advantage to systematically learn and perform sword techniques.

He had a solid basic skill, and thus, he had been able to absorb all the tricks shown by his teacher like a sponge based on his family’s inspection.

Even though he was the weakest among Ian’s knights, his potential itself was greater than other knights or soldiers.

With James hesitating, Theophilus took the first chance.

Narrowing the distance with a single step, he dug into his opponent’s arms.

He murmured.

“So…..”

Was it this way?

The first attack was a stab, one of the basics of swordsmanship skills. The same movement he had practiced with Ian hundreds of times.

Theophilus’s elbow grazed against the opponent’s right ear. Before James could swing his sword, Theophilus stepped back.

his people with a

you think

one after

right foot went out too much. Your posture would’ve collapsed if you were attacked.” “Captain

knights seemed bright.

still tried a little more not to feel empty after

to

away from Captain’s training for months…..I might’ve only forgotten what I learned. It’s

a

was lacking training? What were the potentials of the Duke’s Knights?

on purpose….. It’s clear!

James’s guess was

what his Captain had whispered before the match.

wanted me to make it as painful as possible!’

was more painful than death was making his sword fall

question: Could

was completely a disgrace to the knights.

Theophilus feel sorry for him since Theophilus himself was a sensitive

now, he did not feel a single grain of

Bartolt betrayed them, he had

knight, no….. A boy who did not have any path to follow!

person had appeared in front of him

his anger could be

“Haah.”

the ground, he rushed back

it was just a basic stance, James tried to block it with his sword. But it

sword drew a vertical

“Kaack!”

the

move his fingers, which meant that his

mumbled in an awkward

“That was shallow.”

we have plenty

difficulty in getting

“Hurry up and stand, soldier. You just need to put a cut on me, right? That’s not

But, it was.

Actually, impossible.

for a ‘knight of the Count’.

the young man in front of him was the weakest.

feeling of helplessness swallowed him. No

***

down with

Sniffle, Sniffle……

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