The wooden sword Bastia wielded broke the jackal’s wooden sword. Scattering tree stumps.
It was Bastia’s specialty, [weapon breaking].
“Ugh!”
The jackal sat down holding his numb wrist, and Bastia took a deep breath.
“Crossed the line, hunk! Do you admit defeat?”
Jackal finally came to his senses. It was because the heat was too high. He was engrossed in fighting his opponent.
Throwing away the broken wooden sword, the jackal stood up straight toward Evangeles.
In a game where he promised not to use sword skills, he broke that promise. Fortunately, however, Evangeles was not a critic.
“I will admit defeat… . I’m sorry, Evangeles. I almost lost my life.”
“As a prosecutor, I can understand. It must have been because I was focused on fighting.”
At the same time, the jackal felt cool inside. When was the last time you were so engrossed in fighting a duel? And it wasn’t difficult to realize the identity of the cool inside.
I like that opponent.
as a prosecutor.
Bastia handed the wooden sword back to Evangeles and said.
“It’s a red-haired victory. you go in Next guy, come out.”
Sighs and questions erupted among the onlookers.
“What was it, just? Did your sword turn red?”
“No, why did Bastia hang up at that timing? Isn’t this cheating on the test?”
“I know yeah. Why are you stopping the match? I’m watching you!”
The uproar grew a little louder, but Bastia refused to accept the decision. And the growing commotion died down again as John stood on the sandy beach.
Johann Esperts.
He was a student famous for defeating Bastia.
“ruler. The next guy come out quickly. Johann Esperts? oh, here it is And Sabaki Taro.”
A short man stood across from John with a slow gait.
I’ve heard of Sabaki too.
About Johann Esperts, the student who defeated Bastia.
However, when he saw Johann fighting, he could only think of it as an exaggerated statement or that Bastia looked after him.
‘No matter how I look at it, I don’t think he’s stronger than the swordsman.’
That’s why, he himself had faced Bastia’s sword. It was also here at the parade ground, near Mulcan’s statue.
First day at the academy.
The day when the moon in the night sky was so pitiful that I couldn’t stand it without walking.
He put off the blood plate method, which he didn’t care about, and walked along the Hill of the Bachelor. The bachelor of the academy was satisfied with the scenery alone.
Should I say it’s like a barracks on the front line facing the enemies of Frantimo’s eastern plains?
The large walled walls and all kinds of convenient structures were as grand as any other big city.
And on the contrary, there were well-groomed flowers and trees that were not suitable for the barracks. Perhaps it was not an exaggeration to say that the dean here was a plant lover.
and met him
The famous Spring Gladiator.
The meeting started in a way that ruined his mood.
‘Hey there. kid.’
‘Me?’
‘Why are you walking around at this hour?’
It wasn’t a nice tone to hear. Savaki, who did not know that the opponent was Bastia, glared at him and replied.
‘I like the moonlight.’
‘Wait, take out the knife and look.’
‘What? Are you crazy?’
Perhaps it should be a cultural difference. The empire is vast, and the southern region, from which Sabaki comes, is a land of swordsmen.
If you make a mistake, it is an area where each other draws a knife.
Such Southerners also have different manners related to knives.
Sabaki couldn’t take Bastia’s words as ‘I’m going to investigate whether there is blood on the knife’.
Sabaki took this to mean ‘let’s fight’.
And he wasn’t one to put up with that kind of argument.
Following Southern etiquette, Sabaki announced the names of those he would kill.
‘It’s called Sabaki Taro.’
‘Suddenly, a voice? I am a swordsmanship teacher here.’
‘Ahh. I know very well about teachers.’
‘How is it?’
‘He handled the muzzle better than the knife.’
Indeed, it was what Sabaki had experienced. After descending from Gureungnarae, Sabaki went all over the empire breaking the dojo to solve his teacher’s last homework. The empire is a vast place, and there were many dojo masters who labeled themselves as ‘God of Swords’ or ‘Sword of Death’. And most of them were those who built an image with falsehood.
Sabaki used to cut off the part corresponding to the falsehood.
Bastia clicked her tongue and said.
‘Are you the one who didn’t learn? Are you short?’
‘Should I use only your remaining string?’
Bastia nodded quietly and put into practice her educational philosophy of dealing with foul-mouthed children. For Sabaki, a man who looked 30 cm taller than himself approached, but the feeling of intimidation was different.
However, Sabaki clicked his tongue as he saw the opponent wielding a wooden sword at him holding the [Seya no Tsurugi]. Knowing your weapon is the basis of sword fighting.
‘I’ll cut that wooden sword first.’
Sabaki opened the [Ghost Sword] towards the falling wooden sword of Bastia. It was the only mistake he made. His Tsurugi was broken in two by the academy’s swordsmanship teacher’s wooden sword.
I didn’t even see Bastia’s next move.
Just-.
I think I passed out with the sound of a wooden sword hitting the top of my head. I don’t even want to recall the absurd false accusations that followed.
Just the end of that painful time.
At the point where he wanted to accept giving up on life, a woman saved him. It was Adrine, a blonde woman.
And she was looking this way now. Standing awkwardly next to Mulcan’s statue.
John, who was facing him, was not intimidated by his gaze. Rather, it seemed that he was reading something from his posture.
It actually did. Although it wasn’t his posture that John was reading, it was his system log.
[Name: Taro Sabaki]
[Class Rating: Main Character]
[Strength: 6, Dexterity 7, Sense 6, Health 6]
[Special skill]
[Ghost eyes (unfinished): sees through more than form. At the same time, you have complete immunity to visual illusions or fear. Conversely, you can apply a fear effect to opponents with insignificant ‘sense’.]
[Ghost sword (unfinished): You can cut what you saw with ‘ghost eyes’.]
[User Guide: This character is overcoming a fatal wound. Only anger and effort can shorten that recovery period. The moment his skill ‘Ghost Eye’ is restored, this character enters the full recovery and awakening phase.]
Yohan read Savaki’s [User’s Guide] twice. Then he fixed his wooden sword.
‘I know what to do.’
Personally, there was a part that I was satisfied with in the game concept of ‘Savior from another world’. The mission given to the main character, Johann Esperts, is not simply about competition and self-growth.
I think this is the charm that only your game has. That the main character of this game is given homework. You have to coordinate the relationship of the so-called other main characters and lead them in the right direction.
Then, Yohan looked at his system log, which had changed since yesterday.
[Name: Johan Esperts]
[Class Rating: Main Character]
[Strength: 2, Agility 4, Sense 7, Health 5]
[Special skill]
[Swordsmanship Lv. 4: See through the method of destruction that suits the situation in the battle with the sword. (This skill has been upgraded by 1Lv through ‘Equipment of Justice’.)]
[Archery 4Lv: Sniping is possible without penalty even on shaky ground or on horseback.]
[Dokkaebi Illusion 1Lv: This is a skill that can be used by being enchanted in your weapon. You can give a small optical illusion or illusion to one opponent in combat.]
[Dokkaebi Illusion], a skill that can be used through the ‘goblin fire’ obtained at the auction house.
It was the reason why he dared to carry [Arms of Justice] instead of a normal wooden sword.
After briefly completing the plan, Johan said to Savaki.
“Sabaki.”
“Why are you calling?”
“I heard you lived in a hospital for a while.”
“therefore?”
“Since you’re a patient, I thought I should treat you gently.”
As designed by Yohan, Sabaki was a character with strong pride in his sword. Indeed, he glared at John with a gnashing of teeth.
“If you want to regret it, do it.”
“okay? So why don’t we follow suit?”
“What do you mean?”
“It’s a duel even if you look at it like this, wouldn’t it be too tiring to give up just because you got hit by one?”
Savaki understood John’s words at once. And I thought it was ridiculous. I had already watched Johann Espertz’s match and recognized his skills.
‘It’s not my opponent.’
It’s not arrogance. It was a sword that even the current self could take. If there was one characteristic of this person named John, it was that he could not feel the shape of the sword.
And Sabaki knew how to deal with them. The reason that clumsiness was able to be eaten by others was that the other person was also clumsy.
‘This looks like an obvious quarrel.’
Yuli, the swordsmanship teacher who took care of him while fighting the disease, used to tell him about the cultural differences between the southern and northern parts of the empire. This was also the reason he got involved with Bastia needlessly in the first place, so Sabaki had promised to keep her point in mind.
Because of this, Sabaki did something that did not match his personality.
Before acting, he warned his opponent.
“Don’t confuse luck with skill, John.”
“Hey, what is it? Is there a time when the world’s sabaki is scared? If your master knew, would he hit the ground?”
“What?”
“Hanwool Narin. You are that ugly old man, your disciple.”
Sabaki felt her hair stand on end. It didn’t matter how the other person knew about him.
“Tell me again.”
“Or, like the old man, are your rumors made up of bluffs?”
At that moment, Sabaki couldn’t think of a reason to be patient. Until now, he had been restraining his movements as much as possible considering his uncomfortable body.
And at this moment, I changed my mind.
‘How dare you mention my master?’
If I had to choose the strongest among the students, it would be Jackal or Evangeles.
From the beginning, Sabaki had refrained from moving in preparation for a confrontation with either of them. But at this moment, he decided to give up the duel.
Sabaki turned her head in the direction of Bastia and said.
“Swordsmanship teacher. Doesn’t this guy look like he wants to fit right in?”
John also added.
“Teacher. Like the guys before us, we take it as a surrender system.”
Unfortunately, there were only two swordsmanship teachers at the academy. And they both gave different answers.
“Good?”
“no.”
Bastia looked at Yuli, and Yuli glared at Bastia.
Bastia spoke first.
“Would you like to go on a date with me?”
“… I guess the last slap on the cheek wasn’t enough. Bastia.”
Bastia smiled bitterly and said to the two of them.
“Since it’s the semifinals, the one who gets the opponent to surrender will win. However, Sabaki will stop the confrontation if Yuli-sensei here tells her to stop.”
In any case, Bastia was in charge of this test.
Yuli ignored Bastia with a shy expression.
John and Savaki.
The two stood 10 meters apart.
For John, there was no burden until now.
The Jackal has already been defeated, so it won’t happen that he reverses the tide of the election with his swordsmanship lessons. Then, at this moment, it was time to drag and drop the other parts back into the original scenario.
“ruler. start!”
John did not run. Instead, he prepared for a rebound and used his new skill.
[Dokkaebi Illusion].
It was a skill that could be an indicator of Sabaki’s resurrection.