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.

he shouted to his people with a playful look.

do you think of my

back one after the

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

seemed bright.

still tried a little more not to feel empty after

to his

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

seemed like a

was lacking training? What were the potentials of the Duke’s Knights? If Theophilus had aimed at his heart, he definitely would

on purpose…..

yes, James’s guess was

Captain had whispered

it

more painful than death was making his

there was a question: Could

completely a disgrace

him since Theophilus himself

did not feel a single

Bartolt betrayed them, he had joined the imperial forces.

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

had appeared in front of him

could

“Haah.”

ground, he rushed back

it was just a basic stance, James tried to block it with

a vertical line through the

“Kaack!”

holding the tendon in his left

which meant that his

mumbled in an

“That was shallow.”

have plenty of time.”

James found difficulty in getting

just need to put

But, it was.

Actually, impossible.

from possible for a ‘knight

in front of him

helplessness swallowed him. No strength was left

***

with his head on the

Sniffle, Sniffle……

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