48. brudette
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Whoa…
The garden of the Busker family home. There once was a cloud of dust.
Grass and blades of grass cut by something sharp were blown away by the wind, and the ground in the area was completely shattered with countless sword marks.
And, in the middle, the brave Brudet and Han Do-yoon stood with their swords facing each other.
Eloah looked at the garden and clicked her tongue.
‘The maid will be angry.’
It was a friendly match where both sides showed only each other’s skills, not showing their own skills. However, both Brudet and Doyoon were very excited from the middle and ended up in this situation.
“Whoa…”
Brudet closed his eyes and slowly drew his sword.
On rare occasions, his hand and the tip of his sword were shaking unsteadily.
I couldn’t help it. After a whopping 100 years, Master’s swordsmanship and the great warrior’s swordsmanship met their swords.
It was a far-off and marked state, on a different level from his own sword, which he had polished for 100 years. I took it with my whole body.
Brudet opened his closed eyes and met Doyoon’s. Doyoon’s eyes were shining brightly with golden mana.
Undoubtedly, clear and brilliant eyes.
These were the eyes of Enoch Roosevolnik, the greatest man in history.
“…”
Brudette closed her eyes again and slowly lowered herself to her stomach.
Then he bowed, his knees, forehead and palms touching the ground.
“This Brudette Busker, a disciple of the Sword Emperor and a Skeletonian warrior. Meet Uncle Rouge Volnik, the servant of the Gae Sect and the first warrior.”
“It’s been a while, Brudet.”
Doyoon withdrew his sword.
“Get up. What’s the big deal again?”
“I met the servant after a long time, and this level of courtesy is…”
“Why am I your servant, you bastard?”
Even as Doyoon said that, he smiled proudly on the inside. As expected, Busker did a very polite job of educating his children.
From long ago, Doyoon also thought of the second generation when he saw the cute and lively Eloah and the polite and dignified Brudet.
“My father told me to serve Uncle Roozvolnik as his equal teacher. The Busker style, from the very beginning, focuses on the rougeball style…”
“I’m going to put a scab on your ear. Are you saying the same thing even though we met after 100 years?”
Doyoon raised Brudette up.
“My swordsmanship is also based on that of Mr. Busker. It is natural for friends to have a good influence. I have no intention of being treated as a servant with that.”
“hahahaha. You really are an unchanging uncle.”
Brudette laughed, making a small wrinkle. In that bearded, wrinkled smile, the young Brudet’s face was reflected.
Elloa, who was watching the sparring, went to Brudet and touched her with her elbow.
“Didn’t I say I would surprise you?”
“Really… Huh. Is this a dream or real life…”
“Kick-kick.”
Doyoon smiled happily as he saw the two of them fully grown. With the old Brudet and the grown-up Eloa side by side, I thought that 100 years had really passed.
“By the way, Uncle. I heard the swords changed on the way…”
“Right. I felt it too. What is it? [Swordsmanship] Level up?”
Brudet and Eloah felt Doyoon’s swordsmanship change significantly during the sparring. It was a change that changed the basis of the sword itself, which was more essential than a skill level up.
Both knew that something unusual had changed.
Doyoon looked at the system window in front of him.
[The skill ‘Buske’s style swordsmanship’ has been upgraded to S rate.]
[The skill ‘Buske’s Style Swordsmanship”s upper skill ‘Swordsmanship’ has been upgraded to S rate.]
“The busker style that used to be A-rate has become S-rate.”
“…Yes?”
Brudette’s expression completely stiffened with astonishment, and Elroa questioned her reflexively, doubting her ears.
“Anyway, it must have been right before the rate increase. But when is the loose ballnik going to happen…”
“You said you got an S, S rate skill…? Is that just a swordsmanship…?”
“Wow, wow…”
The two burst into admiration at the fact that the holder of the famous S-rate skill was born right in front of their eyes.
“Great, awesome… Congratulations…!”
The S-rate skill is a top-notch skill that alone can have a tremendous impact on the world.
There was one S-rate skill holder in the World Tree, but it was the first time that the World Tree Master, Eloah, and the hero Brudet watched the birth of the S-rate skill right in front of their eyes.
Not even other skills, [Swordsmanship] became S-rate. This was truly unheard of, unheard of.
Brudet, whose expression was hardened, swallowed and asked.
“When you first created the [Swordsmanship] skill… was it A-rate?”
“okay. At that time, I used a slightly deteriorated version. It’s the Busker style before I passed on the realization of the Hyeonsword to your father.”
“Ah… that means…!”
Brudet urged Doyoon to answer with eager eyes.
“Anyway, it seems that the factor that determines the Busker formula between S-rate and A-rate is the realization of the Hyeonsword.”
“Also…! Ah, but…”
Brudet clenched his fists and made a mysterious expression. Doyoon felt enthusiasm and resignation on his face at the same time.
“Your busker style is still A-rate.”
“yes…”
It was natural. Because there was no one to teach me.
However, it was absolutely impossible for Brudet to realize this on her own.
Doyoon looked at him and nodded.
“I will teach you.”
“Really!?”
“okay.”
Brudet and Elloa looked at Doyoon with round eyes.
“Wow… I’m envious…”
“Ha, but… can I learn?”
“What level is your Busker style now?”
“It’s level 9.”
What Doyoon asked was confidential, corresponding to the apostle’s status window information, but no one here cared about that fact.
Aside from the fact that the opponent is a great hero named Enoch Roosevolnik, he teaches S-rate skills, but how can he be stingy with such a thing? It’s simple and bitter, and I have to give it away.
“Level 9? It’s lower than I thought.”
It was a remark that would have been absurd if others had heard it, but at least it looked like that in Do-yoon’s eyes now. It was all the more so because the control group he had put forward in his mind was also an excellent example.
Heineken, who hadn’t lived 50 years, was level 9 in [Spearcraft].
By the way, having lived for 100 years, and being a direct disciple of the sword emperor, Brudet is the same 9th level. It was something I didn’t understand.
Hearing Doyoon’s reaction, Eloah opened her mouth.
“Brudette’s [swordsmanship] cannot be put on a par with the other apostles’ level 9 skills.”
It was 70 years ago that God created the system. Heineken, who was relatively young, was given the blessing of the system as soon as he was born thanks to his talent, and a level 1 [spearman] skill was created when he was a very beginner.
However, 70 years ago, Brudet’s age was already over 40, and he made a name for himself as one of the best swordsmen of his time. Even so, Brudet’s [Swordsmanship] was level 1.
Those who have risen to an outstanding level before the blessing of the system was granted and those who have not, cannot be treated equally, even if they are of the same level. Skills are always created from level 1.
To put it bluntly, when Heineken was level 1 in [Swordsmanship], Brudet’s level 1 [Swordsmanship] had already practically reached level 7.
As the level goes up, the level up difficulty increases steeply.
However, even though Brudet was at a much higher level than Heineken at [Spike] level 1, equal growth rate and equal proficiency correction were applied just because he was at the same level.
Of course, at the same 9th level, Brudet’s side was much stronger.
An extreme example of this case was Do-yoon.
His Busker formula has already reached the average level of 8, but he is still at level 3 according to the system. Thanks to that, he had a fast growth rate, and whenever he leveled up, he was receiving a corresponding correction.
As such, it was unreasonable to substitute a simple level calculation formula for cases like Doyoon and Brudet.
However, the reason why this was not taught in Yoram’s class was because cases like Brudet and Doyoon were so rare that they were practically meaningless in reality.
“Then, can you say that your [swordsmanship] now corresponds to a normal 10th level?”
“hahahaha… not quite like that. The gap between level 9 and level 10 is so drastic…”
The gap between stat levels and skill levels widens rapidly as you go to the latter half.
Brudet had reached [Swordsmanship] level 9 a long time ago, but the level 10 wall was too far away even for him.
“Um… yes. Anyway, at level 9, it must mean that the Busker style is as close to perfection as possible.”
“hahahaha…”
Brudet scratched her head as if she was embarrassed to say yes.
“I asked if you could realize the Hyeonsword.”
“yes. Even my father said before he was alive that his realization of the sword was not up to Uncle Rouge Volnik’s toes…”
Brudet was worried about that.
Even his father, who was called Geomwang, did not fully understand Hyeon-geom. But can someone like himself be able to dip his toe into that remote state?
“Don’t worry. As you said, he didn’t know much about the sword, but he was a genius.”
Doyoon untied the sword from his waist that he borrowed for a while and handed it to Elroa.
“Your father had only a tiny bit of realization about the Hyeonsword, and brilliantly melted it into my Busker style. The Busker Ceremony you have learned and mastered already has a well-prepared framework for accepting the Hyeonsword.”
“Ah… that means…!”
“Since you have sufficiently polished the Busker style, it will greatly reduce the difficulty of learning the sword. Be grateful to your father.”
In fact, it wasn’t that Busker didn’t understand the Hyeonsword just because he was lacking.
In his later years, he devoted himself to paving the way for Brudet rather than focusing on his sword.
The guy who had been walking the path of the sword all his life honestly had leaked into a different path after encountering the most important sword.
“I’ll stop by often when I can afford it.”
“thank you!”
Brudet nodded and bowed loudly. Doyoon nodded his head happily as he looked at his nephew who was full of enthusiasm.
“okay. However, the training is good, but there are a lot of stories I want to share with Eloa and you. Would you like a moment?”
“Your uncle says, you have to make time that you didn’t have. Then, go inside and talk for a while… Oh!”
Brudet stopped talking and clapped her hands.
An unexpected mischievous look appeared on his face as he remembered something. Then, rather excitedly, he asked Eloa.
“Did you show that to your uncle?”
“What?”
“Rouge Volnik Edition.”
“ah…! Ah, ah, ah, kuh…!”
Eloa understood Brudet’s words and started to giggle. Doyoon tilted his head, not understanding the situation.
“My uncle used to enjoy drinking often. There is one of the most precious things I own. I want to taste it today, would you like to have it with me?”
Eloah’s smile grew even bigger. She held her stomach and held back a laugh as hard as she could.
“Um… yes. I am grateful.”
“yes! Then, please come in.”
Doyun was puzzled, but followed Brudet into the building.