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.

shouted to his people with a

think of my

knights shouted back one after the other.

too much. Your posture would’ve collapsed if you were attacked.” “Captain would definitely take away your knighthood.” “Whoo!”

seemed bright.

fellow mates, he still tried a little more not to feel empty after

to his opponent.

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

a

of the Duke’s Knights? If Theophilus had aimed at his

it on purpose….. It’s clear!

James’s guess was correct.

Captain had

make it

painful than death was making his sword

there was a question: Could James be called a knight?

a disgrace to

made Theophilus feel sorry for him since Theophilus himself was a sensitive

single grain of guilt,

betrayed them, he

A boy who did not have any

in front of him just in time.

of his anger could

“Haah.”

on the ground, he rushed

tried to block it with his sword. But it

a vertical line through the

“Kaack!”

the tendon in his left shoulder. His left hand

could still move his fingers, which meant

mumbled in an

“That was shallow.”

we have plenty of time.”

found difficulty in

You just need to put

But, it was.

Actually, impossible.

a ‘knight of the

the young man in front of him was

of helplessness swallowed him. No strength

***

afterwards, James fell down with his head on the

Sniffle, Sniffle……

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