Episode 22. Hurt Locker (1)
“hahahaha…who…who…who…who.”
how many hours
I exchanged sums with Trier several times. No, after being beaten several times, my clothes were already drenched with sweat and my hiding place was tight.
“It’s only been 10 minutes. Don’t get tired.”
“············”.
f*ck off. Nonsense.
It’s only been 10 minutes?
“Then go back in!”
“······································································!
Once again, a new version of the tree flew into me.
Obviously, it was a movement that did not use magic power, but it was difficult to pursue it with my own eyes.
However, after being hit a dozen times, his sense of familiarity knew and instinctively raised the sword at an angle to block it.
percussion!
“Wow!”
The wooden swords collided and a clear sound of hitting resounded.
Although it is a sword made of light wood, it is a sword with a special finish to have the same weight as a long sword.
The heavy weight weighed on my arm, but I barely managed to hold on to it with one foot.
It was the wisdom I had learned after falling over because of poor posture.
“Hey!”
Trier turned the sword and aimed at my head with the back blade.
Zberghow. It was a technique of hitting both sides in succession from head height.
– Stop it, Schlus!
At that moment, a translucent figure appeared before my eyes.
It was the activation of the ability ‘one’s own memory’.
It was a video of Schlus’s father holding a sword and attacking Zberghau.
His figure overlapped with the tree and attacked him in an instant.
Schlus in his memory tried to use his sword to block it, but the blade that flew in the opposite direction struck him in the head.
‘great.’
Truly a fleeting moment. On the other hand, I learned one thing through the teacher.
First of all, I understand that I can’t stop that skill with my physical strength.
So there’s only one way.
percussion!
“Five.”
It’s not defense, it’s just reacting with the same attack.
In a completely symmetrical position with the tree, he launched an attack and slammed his sword into it.
Then, the guards of the two swords interlocked, creating a deadlock situation where they couldn’t stagger each other.
Well. Now what should I do from here?
“Don’t bruise!”
“uh?”
As Treer gave the answer, he grabbed my wrist.
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Just as my center of gravity was shifted, something caught my ankle and my vision went round and round in an instant.
The pain hit my back as if it were suffocating and suffocating.
When I came to my senses and tried to get up again, Trier’s sword had already stopped in front of me.
“This is the 13th time I died.”
“hahahaha……. again… again.”
“No. Let’s get some rest. You’re going to die like this.”
At Trie’s words, the strength in his body was released.
I tried to get up and lay down on my back, exhaling harshly, making my throat sting.
I was out of breath and almost died.
On the other hand, the tree breathed a little faster, but did not show any signs of exhaustion.
Some of them may have better stamina than me, but they must have moved their bodies much more efficiently.
I can’t even realize how big the gap with Trier is now.
“Still, he doesn’t let go of the black hand until the end. That’s good.”
Turns out, the sword was still in my hand.
It’s just fixed as if it were attached with a bond.
It must be because of the memories of Schlusus who had seen it several times, the memory of being beaten by his father every time he missed the sword.
Thanks to that, I don’t think I’ll ever let go of the sword anymore.
“Is my condition very serious?”
“Ummm….”
Trier paused for a moment, avoiding my gaze.
is it ambiguous
Or is it that it is difficult to tell the truth?
“Uh. It’s a little too serious.”
“is it.”
These are the words of the one who will become the strongest knight in this worldview.
probably no doubt
As a modern person, both my mind and Schlus’s body didn’t seem to have much talent for swords.
It’s normal for me to stare at the computer all day, though.
Schlusus seems to have grasped the sword, so I was expecting a bit…
useless guy.
“Let’s rest a little.”
I put my sword down on the tree, looking into my eyes.
He doesn’t seem tired at all.
I’m sorry for taking my time because of my poor stamina.
Then you just have to lie down.
‘Choice and focus. 1 second for health.’
I whispered quietly to myself.
Then, the heartbeat that was about to explode gradually subsided, and the sound of breathing became smaller.
Even after a second had passed, there was no such thing as shortness of breath again.
In this way, by using ‘selection and concentration’ on the stamina stat, I found that I can reset the tiredness, so I am using it usefully.
However, it is a bit disappointing that even if I cut the time, I can’t cut it in less than 1 second.
In fact, if it could be divided into infinity, it would be possible to spend 0.01 seconds per stamina and run all day without getting tired, so it seemed to prevent abuse in its own way.
I have a good head.
“Continue.”
“Huh? Have you all rested already?”
“Yeah. I’m fine now.”
“Uhhhh… Then let’s continue.”
Standing up again, Trier raised his sword and took a stance.
As I opened my eyes and saw him giving strength to my legs, fear came over me as if I had met a wild beast.
I can’t usually look like a binggu, but when I pull out my sword, the force comes out like crazy…
I swallowed my saliva and stood on the opposite side and raised my sword.
“This time, let’s use the internal circuit diagram to compete.”
“good night.”
He seemed to teach swordsmanship while operating the internal circuit.
It’s definitely a different way to fight with your bare body than when you fight with monster-like physics.
I used ‘selection and focus’ for 2 seconds on mana coordination.
Then, the internal circuit was activated. only for 2 seconds.
The magical energy generated in the circuit was converted to mana by over 99% in an instant due to the mana coordination stress.
I felt a surge of strength in my body.
This should last about 3 minutes.
After that, I’ll have to make excuses for the lack of magical power.
“Are you ready?”
“okay.”
Trier stepped back with one foot to run.
I’m going to beat you hard again.
However, I was originally told that everything was right and learning was.
If you can become strong enough to beat any extra, you can receive this kind of hell training over and over again.
“Ha!”
With the sound of cheering, Tree’s wooden sword flew towards my forehead.
***
“Ahhhh….”
“Whoa.”
Shulus exhaled harshly with his chest pounding. He had black bruises all over his body.
Trier wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at him with a rather pathetic expression.
It wasn’t that I was really pathetic.
He was pretending to be pathetic.
‘Learning is too fast. No matter how you look at it, you have talent.’
Schlust’s growth rate was enough to surprise Trier.
It was obvious that Schlusus had learned swordsmanship.
But that was it. It seemed that he had not practiced for a long time as he only learned the basics, and his movements were rough and unorganized.
What was unusual was the speed at which he absorbed the teachings.
Once hit hard, he was never subjected to the same attacks or tricks.
Every time Schlus fell and stood up, his posture and movements were completely changed.
With a completely changed style that I could even believe it was a different person, I was attacked by Tree again and attacked.
Although his physical abilities were negligible, his judgment was daring and there was no sign of fear of the sword.
Usually, beginners only want to block the flying blade, but do not intend to attack in reverse.
“I’m sorry. I’ve run out of magic now….”
“Okay? So, let’s do it this far for today.”
Even Schlusus was born with a high level of internal circuitry.
I noticed it in my first class in combat magic, but when I hit the sword myself, it was harder than I thought.
It faded away at the last minute, but when the output peaked, it even exceeded the output of the tree.
It was just the difference in mana management ability and swordsmanship skill that was barely pressing.
Even Trier, who had never taught anyone, could tell. Schlust is a natural swordsman.
If taught well, it seemed that he would soon reach the level of an advanced knight.
‘It’s the first time I’m so excited…’
Tree felt his heart beating and excitement.
It was the first feeling I felt after I decided to walk the magic road.
Maybe my father, who taught me, felt the same way.
Now he seemed to understand why his father was so harsh, and often scolded him for being lousy.
This was to ensure that he would never be satisfied with his current position. It was a lie to make him run towards the end of his talent.
Treer decided to use his father’s wisdom as it is.
Schlusz’s talent was still far from the end.
“The next Dalian is…………………………………………………….”
“···········?”
Trier mumbled as he saw Schlus staggered to his feet.
I was going to say that I would come back tomorrow, but looking at Schlus’s condition, it seemed unreasonable to do so.
“Let’s do it in three days. I’ll come back at 9 in the same way. How about you?”
“Isn’t it better to do it a little earlier. Before the senses die.”
“No. I have a schedule.”
Tree lied to me without realizing it.
If it was that much of an injury, it was obvious that my body would ache even with daily life for at least 3 days…
“Thank you for Dalian. I’m sorry I couldn’t answer you right away.”
“No. They say they will teach you magic after the midterm exams are over. It doesn’t matter if it’s a little late.”
“Let me walk you to the front door.”
“No. I’m resting. I’ll just go alone.”
“············”.
Tree left the training room, leaving Schlusus, who was still breathing heavily.
His attendant was to show Trie the way out and bow his head.
I thought he was a pretty young and pretty kid.
Schlus wouldn’t be touching it… The thought passed by, but it didn’t seem like something I had to worry about, so I decided to forget it.
“right······.”
Come to think of it, I forgot to ask Schlus one thing.
A girl in a nun’s uniform that I saw when I entered.
She was obviously Iris von dem Flechet, the saint of Fleschette, whom she had only heard of.
He hesitated to ask what the hell she had come to Schlus for, but eventually forgot.
I was thinking of going back now and asking…
“No. Later….”
Treer shook his head and decided to make a promise to the next.
***
Lunch after a strenuous workout was special.
It was made by Emilia, the top chef, so it would have been delicious to eat when full.
“I’ll go out and come.”
“Yes. Where are you going?”
“I want to go to a cafe.”
“Café is the place you went to last time, right?”
“Yes. That’s right. Would you like to go with me?”
“No. I will guard the mansion.”
Emilia shook her head slowly.
Actually, I didn’t want to take him either, but I was just asking as a courtesy.
Because I don’t want to be around someone who only wants to watch over me.
“Hey, Mr. Heinkel….”
“Yes. Emilia-san. What’s going on?”
Emilia spoke with a rare hesitation.
what. Do you want to make any request?
“I know this is an off-topic question. Why does Heinkel use honorific language for me, a commoner, while using plain language for other nobles?”
“Well······.”
What did you want to ask? It wasn’t an off-topic question.
The kids like Erica, Iris, and Trie were classmates, so half-talk came out right away.
However, Emilia is automatically speaking respectfully because it’s just a contract.
No matter how many employees I hired, I couldn’t give orders in plain language.
It must have been a behavior that was difficult to understand in a place where the class system was still alive.
“Well. I don’t know either.”
“Yes?”
Even if I explained it over and over again, I couldn’t understand it, and I didn’t want to explain it.
So I just gave a rough answer.
It’s already spilled water.
I have to pretend that there is a special reason and make his head a little more complicated.
I left the dumb Emilia behind and left the mansion.
“Hey….”
Although I have already been to the streets of the system, it seems that I am not yet used to it.
Without realizing it, the screams kept coming out.
I want to go sightseeing at a leisurely pace.
It’s good to look around the country. Outside of the Empire, you can stop by the great forest where the beasts live or the desert where the elves live.
I’ll have to go later anyway.
There’s no need to rush.
As I walked while looking at the beauty of the fantasy-like city, I had arrived at my destination.
A shady alley where the sun is slanting. A semi-basement cafe and bar inside.
As the door swung open, a pleasant chime was heard.
“welcome.”
As soon as I entered, I was greeted by Eric, the head of the Intelligence Bureau, and my body stiffened.
the man behind me
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Just by looking at the back, my heart seems to be pounding.
Over and over again, he was the one I had pictured in my head, so he seemed to know it just from the back of his head.
The man, tired of looking at that head, slowly turned his head.
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Hurt Locker Siegfried.
That was my first encounter with the damn protagonist.