166 – Don’t use the sword often.
A building with two swords intersecting and embedded in the ground. There is a round table of knights here, and the size is overwhelming as if it represents dignity.
Also, the round table is known as a pronoun of sword star in the world.
Knights also dream of visiting this place as their number one priority. The place and method of forging their swords are diverse, but in the end, the ultimate goal is to be reborn as a swordsman here.
Scarlett stepped into this place, which can only be reached by reaching the level of a knight in the capital. Her blind man with a bandage over her eye greets her.
She was a girl without a name, just called a “Guide.”
The girl recognized Scarlett’s aura.
“Scarlet Judith is here.”
The guide lowered his head and opened the door.
There was no fancy structure inside. There was only one huge round table under the pure white lighting.
14 Vacancies for capital knights.
Scarlett found her own seat and sat down, and it wasn’t long before her 13th seat was filled.
The knights of the capital put their swords on the round table. An ordinary greatsword, a long second hand, a special sword that hangs like a whip…. The variety is indescribably diverse.
“It’s been a while. Self.”
The owner of the unique ability [Enchantment], The monk monk Selfen, greeted her with pink hair. It was the first encounter since the duel with Plan.
Scarlett greeted her lightly with only her eyes.
Someone nearby broke the silence.
“All but one have gathered. Let’s talk briefly about the main point. Time is precious. This time….”
In the pupils of the female knight who muttered so much, the minute and hour hands were winding silently. It was the one who wielded the long second hand, the one who cut time.
The moment Clott muttered that.
Wrapped around the inside, the pure melody of string instruments. At the same time, the last vacancy at the round table was filled by a woman.
“Okay. I’ll keep it short.”
The last person to appear puts the violin’s bow on the round table. That’s her sword. It was Arpe, the one who cut the sound.
Arpe was a person who seemed to have molded sheet music into a person. Her hair was pure white like a sheet of paper, and on top of it were black lines at regular intervals, like a music sheet.
She was at her word.
“We are obliged to participate in the acceptance system. There will be no one who doesn’t know.”
“I’m bored to death. They’re putting us up as escorts in case something unpleasant happens in the water supply system.”
“So, it seems that those who rank high in the hand-to-hand competition will be given special privileges in the Heroic Battle.”
“Perks?”
“You can set the time, date and place of the duel.”
“Are you trying to motivate us like that….”
The superiority among knights in the capital cannot be determined uniformly. It was a great perk, no doubt, as it changed every time and place.
“In other words, there is a disadvantage to the capital knights of the lower ranks. And one more thing.”
Arpe lightly lifted her violin bow. With a high octave note, the round table splits in half.
“Capital Knight’s capacity is reduced by half.”
“… !”
Everyone focused on the remarks rather than the state of the round table. Someone asked quickly.
“Cutting the garden in half? At this time when the Heroic War is just around the corner?”
Titles are given to those who win the Heroic War. In the case of the Sword Saint, it is a title given to a knight.
The title of the wizard has not yet been decided. Because there were no winners from wizards, and there were no contestants.
“Why are you suddenly reducing it?”
“Because the second princess questioned the qualifications of a monk knight. All 14 people are not eligible to receive benefits from the Imperial Palace. I guess that’s what you think.”
“Doubting our qualities? Oh, please.”
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As the conversation continued, Selpen secretly looked at Scarlett.
“Is this because of Scarlett?”
The round table became quiet at the blatant pointing out. Selfen didn’t care and continued her words.
“… Isn’t it right? Even the princess wouldn’t know that Scarlett lost to Plan. Because of that.”
The eyes of the knights all turned to Scarlett.
Their eyes were different. Eyes that seem to be curious about the truth, pure curiosity…. The boredom was definitely gone from everyone’s faces.
“Ah…. Really. So why did you fight like that?”
“I don’t think it matters much.”
But someone cuts off Selpen’s words.
The owner of the voice is the one who cuts the memory. It was Libra.
“There is only one person who will receive the title of Sword Saint anyway. Also, if the number decreases, wouldn’t the rarity of the knights increase proportionally?”
“It’s not that kind of problem right now, it’s that you won’t be able to receive half of the benefits you used to receive normally… !”
“Then I must ask again. Selfen, what is your goal?”
“What?”
Selfen narrowed his brows as if he was full of energy.
“I’m just curious. I am you….”
Libra lifted her hat slightly. The mysterious eyes that were hidden stare at the selfie pen.
“It looks like an article whose goal is to benefit.”
“What are you talking about? This is Scarlett….”
“A knight is one who welcomes a duel. A being who only communicates with swords. If you’re dissatisfied with Scarlett, it’s not like she’ll have to pay for it.”
“Ha….”
The conversation between the two ended with Selpen averting his gaze. After that, the round table became noisy.
“Libra is right.”
“It’s rather fun. I’m tired of stepping on those who say they use swords. I thought strong wizards would never come out…. It looks like there is one now.”
“What is his name? Flan?”
“You read the newspaper. Don’t just swing your sword.”
Conversation here and there gets mixed up like crazy. In the end, Arpe grabbed the violin’s bow once again.
“—.”
“—.”
“—.”
All sounds are annihilated and disappear.
The round table became quiet. Everyone opens their mouths, but in the end no sound settles down.
“Let’s not make noise. It’s noisy.”
Arpe muttered.
Of course, there was a backlash.
“I know some people can’t hold a sword.”
“Time is wasted…. Shall I ring too….”
“Stop.”
Again, it was Libra that calmed the situation.
“Please tell the rest of the story at Sujeopje. And.”
Finally, Libra stared at Arpe.
“Don’t use the sword often. Because it is down.”
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Six days later. Training ground at 11:50 p.M.
Now there are 10 minutes until the opening of the Sujeopje Festival.
“….”
In front of Plan, who was standing calmly, Yushia and Trixie were lying down with shabby faces.
The girls barely rolled their eyes to see Flan.
‘Monster.’
‘I can’t keep up….’
That was how Trixie and Yusia felt. It was the result of enduring hellish training with only three hours of sleep all week.
Then flan opened her mouth.
“Don’t worry.”
“Yes?”
“I will raise you to be great wizards. After going through the hand-joining system, the Mage Tower will have a solid position.”
A calm voice as usual.
But that’s why it sounded more sincere. Yusia and Trixie nodded involuntarily.
If I repeat this kind of training a little more, I might die, but…. As long as I survived, I thought I would be able to enjoy the results. Because flan never lied.
“You.”
Suddenly, Trixie opened her mouth.
“Look at Triviana.”
“Suddenly, when trivia.”
“… Just.”
Trixie averted her gaze. Plann didn’t bother pointing out Trixie’s attitude, which seemed to have gotten weird lately.
“Then from now on….”
“Hmm?”
Plan slowly stored mana.
“Going into final inspection.”
“… Final check?”
“Isn’t that surprising?”
Trixie and Yusia just nodded silently. I didn’t have the strength to protest, and even if I did, it was something I had to do anyway.
“Finally, think of pushing yourself to the limit. If you just endure it, surely….”
Plan nodded.
“Because it will go up one rank.”
Rank.
The moment they heard those two letters, Yushia and Trixie’s bodies trembled. For a wizard, raising the rank one step was like an achievement.
“The final check is to sparr with a knight.”
“If you fight with a knight….”
Yusia rolled her eyes.
“Ms. Ivan, Ms. Janet. You must be one of them.”
“I think I can deal with it now.”
“Yes Miss Trixie. I am not afraid either.”
Watching the conversation between Trixie and Yusia, Plan was quite satisfied. The guys who would have worried about it in the past were now thinking about trying it.
“Sir Plan. We seem ready.”
“Yes.”
As the two girls stumbled to their feet, Plan quietly turned his gaze towards the entrance to the training ground. There was a silhouette of an unknown person in front of the opaque glass door.
But the silhouette was too long. Not long after, Trixie and Yusia tilted their heads.
“Why are you so tall?”
“That’s right. I don’t think Miss Ivan or Miss Janet are tall….”
The door opened, and a knight appeared.
Her hair looks like it was cut out from the blackened night sky, and her red eyes sway from her face.
“….”
It was Scarlett Judith, the knight of the embers.
“… !”
Yushia and Trixie’s eyes widened one beat later. The two girls looked at each other once, then simultaneously turned their heads to Plan.
“You… !”
“Sir Plan?”
The clock’s second hand pointed to midnight.
It was the time when the day of the acceptance ceremony had arrived.
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