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 of my move?”

knights shouted back one

would’ve collapsed if you were

knights seemed

more disciplined than his fellow mates, he still tried a little more not to feel empty

to his

away from Captain’s training for months…..I might’ve only forgotten what I learned. It’s not my

seemed like a joke

do that when he was lacking training? What were the potentials of the Duke’s Knights? If Theophilus had aimed

purpose….. It’s

James’s guess was correct.

had whispered before the

it

was making his sword fall off his

question: Could James be called

was completely a disgrace to the

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

not feel a single

learned that after Bartolt betrayed them, he had joined the imperial forces.

boy who did not have any

person had appeared in front of him just in time.

anger could

“Haah.”

the ground, he rushed back

to block it with his sword. But it

Theophilus’s sword drew a vertical line through

“Kaack!”

the ground while holding the tendon in his

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

in an awkward

“That was shallow.”

we have plenty of

James found difficulty in getting on

You just need to put a

But, it was.

Actually, impossible.

for a ‘knight of the

front

him. No strength was left in his legs.

***

afterwards, James fell down with his head

Sniffle, Sniffle……

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