Love Letter From The Future chapter 7

1. The first letter (7)

Seria Yurdina was afraid.

It’s been like that since childhood. Fear was a kind of survival skill for her, who was ignored and ridiculed because of her low birth. Longing and fear for the existence that holds the right to her life and death.

In order not to return to such a miserable life, to escape from her weak past, she devoted herself to swordsmanship.

Fortunately, it didn’t take long for the results to appear.

On the day she received Yurdina’s castle, she felt a strange pleasure when she saw that the servants of the lord’s castle, who looked down on her, were restless.

Yes, this is the gaze of the strong.

Only the weak look at the strong. Every time a strong person’s gaze touches them, they harden their bodies, tremble, and hesitantly try to understand the intentions of their opponents.

After holding the sword, she could no longer feel that weak.

There are only two exceptions: her father and her stepsister. Even that, my father was now in a state of powerlessness due to illness.

So, when she stood in front of Ian again after the last fight, she had to feel an unfamiliar sensation.

Every time Ian’s eyes scanned her, she trembled. My muscles stiffened, and my heart, remembering the brutal violence, ran wild and forced me to breathe heavily.

scary. The helpless feeling he had felt last time, the pain imprinted on every nook and cranny of his nociceptive cells, and even his sword strikes without a moment’s hesitation.

I couldn’t stand it at all. It felt as if she had returned to the miserable situation of her childhood, so Seria gritted her teeth and gripped the wooden sword.

will overcome By overcoming it, she will prove the value of her existence again.

Her nemesis, Ian, looked a little shy, but accepted her request for sparring. It was the opponent who was so overwhelming last time.

It wouldn’t be funny to say that it was a one-week challenge, but it was an urgent problem for Seria.

Only victory, it was a mistake to misjudge the opponent’s ability last time. As much as today, I will do my best to deal with it when my body is at its most intact.

So, before Derek’s ‘start!’

It wasn’t a straight line. A little oblique, but enough to make contact between the sword and the opponent’s body.

Her body stiffened with tension, but her long training did not betray her. Her sword struck the opponent’s new form as it was.

And a bang, a ringing sound.

With a sound like a club hitting leather, the man’s body flew through the air. Then Seria’s movements stopped. She was obviously bewildered.

There was no way this could happen, but she had already put the next and the next number into her careful calculations. However, among the numerous possibilities, there was no expectation that the man would fly through the air with the first blow.

That would be the case, isn’t it an opponent that I couldn’t even brush against no matter how hard I tried.

Even if she struck a blow, I thought it would be possible only after exchanging several attacks and defenses based on her excellent physical ability and magical power. But now, Ian was rolling on the ground with a single blow.

Could this even be a trap? Suspicion began to spread in Seria’s dark blue eyes.

Regardless, the man only staggered and raised himself with a groan.

“Big… Let’s move on, let’s move on… yes?”

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Judging by how he got himself up while staggering, it seemed that the blow had been inflicted, but not a fatal wound. Since he struck an area that was not even a vital part with a wooden sword, it was natural if it was natural.

The man groaned and returned to his stance. Seria was still watching him with wary eyes.

It can’t end like this. The opponent was the man who gave Seria a disastrous defeat last time. Seria rushed once again.

A sword strike exploded in Seria’s arms as she crouched down. A neat diagonal line from the bottom left to the top right, Ian tried to defend, but the result was the same as last time.

Bang, a sound more like an explosion echoed, and the man’s posture collapsed. Sarah bit her lip.

Are you looking for a gap? It was a tempting option, but she quickly gave up. It was because he could aim for a counterattack again with unknown steps.

Instead, she just pushed herself into the ground. And the moment she reached the empty arms of Ian, she cut his stomach with the handle of a knife.

A clean blow that went in with a snap. Ian couldn’t even groan properly. Unable to overcome the impact, his back broke, and he flew and rolled several times.

The man couldn’t even breathe properly. It took a long time for the sound of his broken breath to flow out.

weird. Seria had such a question around this time.

The flow was the same as last time, but the result was the exact opposite. In fact, this was normal. No matter how much she was a year junior, she was the top of the faculty, and her opponent was only in the middle or lower ranks.

It was only natural for Seria to take the victory. Even so, she still couldn’t shake the fear.

It was because the man got up again. Ian manages to get himself up again, stumbling into his stance.

It was like watching Seria from before. That’s why Seria stared at Ian with even more cold eyes.

I knew. Until I admitted defeat, I was never defeated.

And if he doesn’t admit defeat, she can’t win either. Because at some point he could turn her into an underdog again.

Seria wanted a flawless victory. An anxious look mixed into her eyes.

she runs As if the space had been compressed, the blade flew to the side, and Ian managed to block it with his sword.

His body swayed obliquely with a shock wave that sounded like a thud. Seria did not miss the opportunity.

Kung, thump, thump, Seria’s sword frantically pounded the man’s blade as if he were chopping wood with an axe. It was possible because of his overwhelming physical ability and mana.

Ian didn’t last long. His posture, which had been letting out a light moan, collapsed again, and Seria struck the man’s side with her sword blade.

With a groan, the man rolled on the floor again. The audience, who had been watching her and him with subtle expectations, were clearly disappointed.

That’s right, I heard that mocking voice. Seria laughed a little. The ridicule of those who didn’t even have the courage to come up to this arena.

But that was the end of her interest in the audience. Rather, there was even a desire for the crowd to boo a little more, so to speak.

The sooner the man’s heart is broken, the closer Seria’s victory will be.

However, the man stood up once more. While moaning, despite the pain evident on his face.

Seria’s face turned into a frown. No matter how much she was, hitting people one-sidedly couldn’t feel good.

“… … Do you still?”

“Oh, you said the same thing last week.”

It was a theory. Although it was lame for a senior to a junior.

Seria finally made up her mind again. There was a cold hostility in her eyes again. Then I had no choice but to do as I wished.

For some reason, Ian is now noticeably weaker than last week. If I don’t win now, I might not have a chance in the future.

That made Seria impatient.

When she attacks, the man strikes back, and eventually allows her to strike again, and the man rolls on the ground repeatedly.

It was a repeat of last week. However, the composition was just the opposite.

However, as time passed, it was Seria who became nervous.

The number of times the man shared workshops with Seria was increasing. At first, he couldn’t even counter it, but at some point, a couple of battles came and went, and now it takes several battles before the man rolls on the ground.

Am I getting my senses back? It was an illogical idea, but Seria, who was driven by impatience, thought that the guess was reasonable.

So it was. What Seria made an irrational number of things.

Seria, who was competing with the man, pulled the sword as it was. Then, the man’s body leaned forward, and at that moment, Seria’s eyes saw the man’s vitals.

temple. Seria swung her sword unconsciously.

The man staggered to the ground with the sound of something breaking. It was unavoidable because the strong impact was applied to the skull. The man’s body, which had lost consciousness for an instant, convulsed lightly.

It was only then that Seria thought, Oops. It hit me too hard. He probably wouldn’t have died because he had adjusted his strength at the end, but it was too risky.

What if the other person gets a permanent disability? Seria felt like her downy hair stood on end. Along with that, a sound like a scream rang out from outside the arena.

“hey!!!”

Surprised, Seria’s gaze turned to the source of the sound. There, a girl glared at her with glowing eyes.

“you you… it’s crazy?! Who are you hitting on the head now! Then, if Ian oppa gets into trouble, you. no matter what i do… … !”

The more the girl’s work continued, the more embarrassed Seria was. It wasn’t intentional, it was a mistake. I have to say I’m sorry, but as she was not used to human relationships, she couldn’t even come up with a reasonable excuse because her head was in a mess.

I just hang my head and hesitate. I don’t know how she accepted it, but the black-haired girl with the teeth was trying to enter the arena.

As if he was going to do a blow job.

It was just one word that stopped Celine from being so angry.

“… … stop.”

As if the dizziness had not gone away, these were the words the man staggered and stood up. Fortunately, there seemed to be no aftereffects.

Seria let out a sigh of relief inwardly, saying she did well in controlling her strength at the end.

“Because it’s noisy, it hurts… I’ll take care of it, stop it.”

“No, are you crazy?! Professor Derek!”

Celine now stomped her feet and looked at Professor Derek pleadingly. But Derek shook his head heavily.

“Last week in Dalian, Seria got hit in the temple and stood up. Still, if you have your own will, I would like to respect it. But I don’t want to get too seriously injured, so I won’t limit myself from now on. If we win two more games, it is Seria’s victory.”

It would have been an unimaginable decision if it were not for Derek, who has gone through all the pre-natal battles and values real combat. To put a man staggering after being hit in the temple right there.

But it worked out well for Seria. Even so, it was a car that was concerned about injuring the opponent.

Her body stiffened again. Adding to the tension was a series of incidents of slapping the opponent’s temple and his friend shouting reproachfully, which dwarfed her.

Blood was dripping from the man’s head. It might have been hit somewhere when I rolled on the ground, or it might have burst somewhere when I hit my temple.

An even heavier sense of guilt dwelled in Seria’s heart. She bit her lip.

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Just twice, now twice, and this is over. Then again she could be the winner. The rumors that spread around the academy will also be put to rest.

That way, the next time she sees her stepsister, she will feel a little less shy.

After exhaling, Seria pointed the sword at the man again. A slight hesitation, but it was short-lived.

When she kicked the ground again, her sword shot fired in a straight line with a fierce piercing roar.

chin, and

Sensing a familiar sense of resistance, Seria’s eyes suddenly formed a question.

Her eyes turned to the blade. There, her wooden sword stretched straight out was positioned. And the hand full of scratches holding the blade.

It can’t be, Seria muttered to herself. She knew because she was in the same situation last week.

He must have been all over the place already, but his body wouldn’t even move properly. By the way, how?

Seria’s jewel-like eyes slowly turned to the man’s face. His and her eyes met.

The blood-stained man, with blood flowing from his head, laughed.

“… … Got it.”

As if you’ve caught on now.

**

As I faced off against Seria, there were two things I decided on.

First, even if it’s a bit petty and pitiful, you win once.

It was a sparring with juniors. Even if they couldn’t win overwhelmingly like last week, they had to win at least so they wouldn’t be humiliated.

There were times when I shouted loudly at Tean, and it was also a matter of pride between seniors and juniors. In fact, if I hadn’t sparred last week, I would have heard the words ‘I knew it’, but it was already spilled water.

It’s just unfair that I didn’t spill that water.

Second, I look for opportunities while rolling somehow.

I was inferior to Seria in terms of physical ability, magic power, and even effort. The only way to bridge the gap was to roll a lot.

Coincidentally, Seria also rolled a few times last week, so he decided to pay the penalty.

Of course, that sin wasn’t my fault either.

It wasn’t a simple task. I was able to endure it somehow until the first blow, but when I was directly hit in the pit of the stomach, I felt like throwing up.

The tingling pain paralyzes the muscles, narrows the field of vision and makes breathing difficult.

Was last week’s Seria like this? If that’s the case, it’s been quite a toxic year. As it turned out, it was difficult for me to grit my teeth and endure.

Why is that, I felt that the pain felt all over my body was familiar today. If it was me, I might have given up because I thought I wouldn’t be able to do it.

More than anything, rolling on the ground a few times taught me a few things about Seria.

However, Seria is nervous. The stiffer his movements became, the more clearly he could see them. It was strange, but my eyes were gradually becoming aware of Seria’s ‘sense’.

If she hadn’t been nervous, she might not have noticed. However, perhaps because of the trauma of last week, she could not show the smooth linking movements as usual.

Another thing, Seria was hesitating as time passed.

I didn’t at first, but every time I stumbled to my feet, I felt both nervousness and hesitation in her eyes.

It was around this time that I decided I had to go all the way.

It was a cowardly number. A pathetic act of taking advantage of the opponent’s trauma and guilt to aim for a single gap.

However, as the battles came and went several times, and as I became more and more familiar with Seria’s movements and ‘sense’, the situation turned in my favor.

The decisive moment was when he was hit in the temple.

The moment I got hit, a spark flew in front of my eyes. It wasn’t an exaggeration or a joke. Literally, my vision was dark and something flashed.

When I came to my senses, I heard the sound of Celine pointing at Seria. My head hurt. Through my blurred vision, I looked at Seria’s face.

She had a puzzled face. More than ever.

So I forced my motionless body to stand up. Since the opponent couldn’t do it anyway with mana, I returned the mana I saved up and made my body’s condition as normal as possible.

There was a creaking noise at every corner where the bones interlocked. muscles scream His hands were shaking and he was telling him to stop.

However, the moment Seria regained her stance and pointed her sword at me.

I barely managed to hold back the laughter that erupted.

see. Where will it come, and where will the sword stop.

Eyes trembling with nervousness, muscles stiffened with tension, judgment clouded by hesitation.

Everything was flowing in one direction.

It was a ‘sense’. I finally understood Professor Derek’s words.

It was a habit that you couldn’t help but notice if you were dealing with an unintelligent beast, or at least if you were dealing with an enemy who lacked skill even if you had intelligence.

Muscles are always honest. It was not only the muscles that moved the arms and legs, but also everything including the eyes, breathing, and organs.

So when Seria kicked the ground again and stabbed her sword like lightning.

Chin, and my hand gripped the sword body. It hurt like my wrist would tear. The judgment was early, but it was because the body was late. Even so, it was enough to stop Seria’s sword.

Seria stared blankly at me. Unbelievable eyes.

So, I returned the smile.

“… … Got it.”

What followed was an instant. Before she came to her senses, I forcefully snatched the sword from her hand and threw it.

As her sword was thrown away with a thud, Seria’s eyes were filled with frustration. She must have regretted it, but now she had no means to resist.

If you hit it like this, it’s over. Even if it couldn’t make up for the cumulative blows, it had to deliver a critical hit as much as possible. Only then could the victory be achieved.

There was a bleak life in my eyes. It was an unknown reaction that even I did not notice.

And when I raised my wooden sword to the sky

“… … Whoops!”

Seria made such a pitiful noise and covered her head with her arms. Her body was shaking. As if he remembered the violence inflicted on him last week.

At that moment, I suddenly came to my senses.

What am I doing?

To think of inflicting a ‘critical blow’ against a junior who couldn’t resist, taking away even the sword.

Seria was trembling with her eyes closed tightly. Judging by the fact that even his ears were plugged, the violence that would follow was very frightening.

Hey, I just did that. Even considering what she had heard from Celine, there were not enough reasons for her to react this way.

So, I relaxed the arm that held the sword.

Instead, he fed chestnuts to Seria’s trembling head. Seria stiffened her body, assuming that the merciless assault would finally begin.

“Ah, ah… … ?”

However, the only thing that came back was a slight pain in my head.

Seria let out a cute scream, but opened her eyes as if wondering. And look at me with an unknown gaze.

I met that gaze and smiled as if it were absurd.

“What you looking at? Then, did you think I would ruthlessly defeat a junior without a sword?”

“… … Ha, but.”

With confused eyes, Seria pursed her lips as if she wanted to say something.

Last week, didn’t you?

And today, I didn’t either.

But why

Perhaps that was the question. It was a reasonable question. But I had no intention of answering that question.

Last week, I wasn’t me, and I was too tired to say word by word that I wasn’t the kind of guy who beat juniors like that.

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Just, I advised her.

“You show off a lot when you’re nervous. Especially since his movements are stiff, it’s pretty obvious where he’s going. And practice hiding your gaze.”

And with a bang, I threw out my wooden sword. It was an expression of his intention that he had no intention of fighting any more.

It was only then that the spectators who had been staring at the amount I was doing came to their senses. Some of them looked with admiration, some with wonder, and some with displeasure.

It didn’t matter. How many of them would have the courage to challenge me? I looked at Professor Derek in silence.

Professor Derek nodded with a hearty smile.

“… … Alright, Dalian is over. A win is a draw.”

In the end, we didn’t win, but not losing was enough.

I trudged and tried to leave the arena, but I suddenly remembered something, so I looked back.

Seria sat there, staring blankly at me.

“And yes.”

Facing Seria’s stupid gaze, I smiled slightly.

“From now on, pack some cheap things. Shall we come and say hello?”

Wow, this is the dignity of a senior.

I was satisfied that I had built up my face as a senior, and I moved on as it was.

I pretended nothing was wrong, but it was because I felt like I was about to collapse. Celine came running and patted me on the back, making a fuss, whether or not she knew how I felt.

For a week of memory loss, it was the best start. Above all, the biggest income was to solve Yurdina’s tangled affair with silver money.

I had to enter the intensive healing room of the temple, thinking that I would never get involved with the restraints of influential families again.

and the next day.

Seria started chasing me. secretly too.