The Imperial Sword
For Felice, today was an ordinary day.
But her mind was stuffy all day.
I’m not sure why.
What happened yesterday was just expelling Louis Wallenstein.
And it was, of course, something I had to do for myself.
She was the eldest daughter of Count Ansberg, who is called the sword of the royal family.
His father was always proud to be the sword of the royal family.
He always taught Felice to be proud of being the sword of the royal family.
Therefore, it was natural for Felice to have such thoughts as well.
her father.
The Earl of Ansberg was the perfect knight.
He knew honor, cared for the weak, and was loyal to the imperial family.
However, no one can be perfect in every way.
The personality that made him a perfect knight made him a blunt head of the house.
Because he was busy enough with Californian work, he could not be faithful to his family.
Felice, who was still a child, naturally longed for her father’s attention and affection.
First, when she found out that she had a talent for swordsmanship.
Her father praised Felice and told her to work hard in the future to become a sword that protects the imperial family.
It was the first compliment she had ever heard.
Felice was overjoyed at the praise, and the words of the count that day were engraved deep in Felice’s mind.
I practiced like crazy.
He spoke less and his personality was blunt, but it didn’t matter.
Because she was a knight, not a noble girl.
I wanted to hear my father’s praise again and get his approval.
Now the Earl of Ansberg, the imperial sword was her target.
No matter how successful the Count’s work was, it was not that he had no time to devote to his daughter.
There was no ordinary conversation between the women.
The Count gave her several lessons.
One of the ideas he instilled in Felice was hatred for the Count Wallenstein.
It was only natural that the imperial sword would curse and despise the traitor Count Wallenstein.
Before she entered Helon Academy.
The Count gave her a warning.
This time, a guy from Count Wallenstein’s family is going to enter the academy.
You must never hang out with him, or you must never perform worse than that.
Felice kept those words in mind.
It was his father’s words, not someone else’s, so it was natural.
The problem is, after entering the academy.
As if mocking her decision not to even look at Wallenstein, she became a classmate of Louis Wallenstein.
where is that
A party organized by the academy for freshmen.
It’s a party that’s been the same for three years unless there’s something special going on, but Felice and Louie have been designated as the same party.
Felice was in a bad mood, but there was nothing she could do.
Because I couldn’t ask you to change the party that was already set, even the professors decided.
Reluctantly, she tried to avoid entanglement with Louis Wallenstein as much as possible.
Never talk privately, only say what is absolutely necessary.
Since she was a blunt woman, I thought it wouldn’t be difficult.
Yes, unless it was for Louis Wallenstein, who was constantly trying to talk to him.
She didn’t know why he was doing it.
At first, I didn’t even want to know.
However, while living at the academy at the same party, Felice had no choice but to keep watching him whether he liked it or not.
And the Louis Wallenstein that she experienced was a very likable human being.
He was basically good-natured and did not have the arrogance commonly seen in nobles.
He was kind to everyone, and he was a pleasant person.
She was a person who did not match the image of Wallenstein that she had been thinking about since childhood.
The gap left her confused.
Still, Count Ansberg, his father’s words were absolute.
It was inevitable that Felice would have the slightest suspicion of his words.
Even so, Felice still had no intention of making friends with Louis Wallenstein.
Even if it wasn’t for that day.
It’s been quite some time now, but the events of that day were still vividly in Felice’s memory.
At the time, Felice was experiencing some disappointment with her academy classmates.
Obviously, there were many people with outstanding talents, or those who made an effort to cut blood in this academy.
Of course, there were cases where both were true, but there were not many.
Those who had great talent but didn’t make an effort, hated it, but at least could understand it.
However, those who have neither talent nor effort.
There were many people who came to this academy simply with the power of their family and their parents and led a stupid and lazy life.
That’s why Felice liked the sound she could hear in the dance hall now.
The sound of someone swinging a sword.
Except for himself, it was the first time he had practiced at the gym at such a late hour.
I don’t know who he is, but he must be a sincere person.
Feeling a little better, she entered the gym.
Immediately after, she opened her eyes wide in surprise.
It was Louis Wallenstein who was practicing swordsmanship there.
Kind, cheerful, and even sincere…
No, Felice shook her head.
Why do you rate him so well?
After all, he’s a Wallenstein.
But as a result of seeing Louis Wallenstein so far.
His family still shouldn’t be related, but at least Louis Wallenstein was the one who thought it wasn’t so bad.
At first, Felice was surprised to find out that he was the one who stayed until this time to practice swordsmanship.
Soon she began to fall in love with his swordsmanship itself.
It was the first swordsman I had ever seen, so I caught her attention.
After that, I caught her attention because it was beautiful.
The swordsmanship itself was also elegant and beautiful swordsmanship.
What she felt was truly beautiful was the emotion contained within her swordsmanship.
His skill itself wasn’t that great at the time.
He certainly didn’t seem to have learned swordsmanship for a long time.
However, the sword contained sincerity.
A repetitive and mechanical thing that he has wielded since some time.
It wasn’t just a sword wielding ‘because I had to’.
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Just like when he first wielded his sword.
In it, there was joy.
It was a feeling I had felt for a long time.
While watching his swordsmanship with trance.
He finally stopped moving and his eyes met.
“ah… ”
She forgot what to say for a moment.
Louis spoke to her.
“Uh, Felice? What happened?”
When he talked, he approached me friendly.
But today, I didn’t want to push him away.
I just wanted to talk about the swordsmanship.
was that so
Unbeknownst to her, a word came out of Felice’s mouth.
“Swordsmanship, it was beautiful.”
I was surprised that he even said that to himself.
“Uh, oh, thank you… ?”
Usually, even if you push it that much, it’s a subject that you talk to.
When he hears the praise, Louis is embarrassed.
he tells her
“Last time I saw, your swordsmanship was perfect. Was it really that great?”
Are you talking about the past Dalian?
Academy boys.
In particular, noble cadets always praised their appearance when talking to them.
What about beautiful, what about flowers…
Those were boring words.
Especially when they complimented me like that, I always felt dirty looking at them.
However, it was the first time someone like Louis Wallenstein praised her swordsmanship rather than her appearance.
So, his praise made Felice feel better.
There’s no one around anyway, so I think it’s okay to continue talking with him a little longer.
“What kind of swordsmanship was it just now? It was my first time seeing it.”
“Ah, our family’s arcane swordsmanship. So it’s probably the first time I’ve seen it.”
At that, she was surprised.
Originally, the arcane swordsmanship of the family was never taught to outsiders, nor was it shown well.
Stealing it secretly is a very serious disgrace.
Without hesitation, she bowed her head.
“sorry. You made a big mistake.”
Then he waved his hand.
“No, no. I didn’t steal it on purpose.”
Still, she kept her head down.
After thinking for a while, Louis Wallenstein suddenly opens his mouth playfully with a mischievous expression on his face.
“Shall we teach you the swordsmanship of our family? If Felice could be a little closer to me… ”
Felice couldn’t hide her surprised expression.
“Are you serious about that?”
Louis nodded vigorously.
What the hell, why?
Felice was imagining in her mind even though she had doubts.
Basically, Felice likes swordsmanship.
In her mind, she had a picture of herself learning the beautiful swordsmanship she had just seen from Louis.
not bad…
immediately after that.
In her mind, she had a picture of herself discovered by her father about the newly learned swordsmanship.
Of course, he wouldn’t know that the swordsmanship Felice learned belonged to Wallenstein.
Nevertheless, it was impossible for Felice to lie to her father.
It vividly depicts his father disappointing him.
In an instant, Felice’s head went cold.
What was he just trying to do?
My father warned me so much about Wallenstein.
In a voice that was cold even for her own feelings, she said.
“I have no intention of learning the swordsmanship of the traitor Wallenstein family.”
is the author trying to make us empathize with these bitches?