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.

to his people with a playful

do you think

one after the other.

“Your right foot went out too much. Your posture would’ve collapsed if

knights seemed bright.

mates, he still tried a little more not to feel empty after Bartolt, the Deputy Leader of

he turned to his

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

seemed like a joke to

the Duke’s Knights? If Theophilus had aimed at his heart, he definitely would have

it on purpose….. It’s clear! Damn it!’

James’s guess was correct.

had whispered before

to make it

than death was making his sword fall off his

there was a question: Could James be called a

a disgrace to the knights.

Theophilus feel sorry for him since Theophilus himself was a sensitive person.

now, he did not feel a single grain of guilt, all because of Bartolt.

that after Bartolt betrayed them,

did not have any path

appeared in front of him just

his anger could be

“Haah.”

he rushed back

stance, James tried to block it with

drew a vertical line

“Kaack!”

cried out, sitting down on the ground while holding the tendon

move his fingers, which meant that his tendon wasn’t completely

mumbled in an awkward silence.

“That was shallow.”

plenty of time.”

found difficulty in

to put a cut on

But, it was.

Actually, impossible.

possible for a ‘knight of the

man in front of

swallowed him. No strength was left in his

***

with his head on the

Sniffle, Sniffle……

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