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 playful

think

shouted back one

posture would’ve collapsed if you were attacked.” “Captain would

knights seemed bright.

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

to his

for months…..I might’ve only forgotten what I learned. It’s not

it seemed like a joke to

of the Duke’s

purpose…..

guess was

his Captain had whispered before

make it

making his sword fall

question: Could James

completely a disgrace to

for him since Theophilus himself was a sensitive

feel a single grain of

betrayed them, he

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

had appeared in front of him just in

anger could be vented here.

“Haah.”

on the ground, he rushed back to James.

James tried to block it with his sword. But it was more than just a

blade of Theophilus’s sword drew a vertical line through the

“Kaack!”

out, sitting down on the ground while holding the tendon in his left shoulder. His

fingers, which meant

an awkward silence.

“That was shallow.”

plenty

in getting on

“Hurry up and stand, soldier. You just need to put a cut on me, right?

But, it was.

Actually, impossible.

possible for a ‘knight of the Count’.

in front of him

No strength was

***

down with his head on the ground.

Sniffle, Sniffle……

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