137 – A dead man with nothing to do wants a newbie
“Damn it!”
As soon as the feared event actually happened, Harald rushed towards the crash site.
The man who was found a little away, who seemed to have bounced off the wall, was lying helplessly with the back of his head exposed.
‘There is no external trauma… ! Still, it seems that he adjusted his strength at the end.’
Fortunately, relieved that it wasn’t crushed or burst, he hurriedly turned the porter over and put his finger on his nose.
‘Please….’
The Herald prays and prays to the goddess inside.
To put his prayers to shame, I couldn’t even feel any flow from the finger he touched.
“Danzaaang!”
When it became clear that his superior had been in an accident, he couldn’t help but let out a cry of indignation.
“Ah, I’m sorry. It stopped without me noticing.”
Seeing him scratching the back of his head, Harald felt his blood gushing backwards.
‘There’s something else I don’t know. If you die like this….’
It was already a problem starting from death, but it was clear that it would be a big blow to the status of the knights that had been maintained.
We must live.
Only that thought settled in the Herald’s mind.
“Are you okay?! Open your eyes!”
Sonia sits next to a man and makes a fuss about her.
Seeing Sonia like that, the Herald opened his mouth.
“Sonia, artificial respiration.”
“Yes…?”
“I must have learned it during my apprenticeship. I don’t have time, so prepare quickly.”
While he rapidly compresses the heart of the fallen porter. Gilbert approached them.
“That’s it. I was just going to stop right in front of my nose…”
“If you have an accident, please be quiet.”
The Herald, who couldn’t have said anything good because the way he said it without asking was disgusting.
“Even if you say something… Anyway, you don’t need to do that, so just leave it alone.”
‘What are you talking about?’
While he was being buffered by the answer to stop lifesaving without end, Gilbert opened his mouth.
“That guy chased my sword with his eyes. I even blocked it at the end, but there’s no way that guy died just by hitting the wall.”
The Herald looks at the leader with an astonished expression.
How can a person do that while leaving the general public behind?
It should have been.
‘I certainly didn’t see any major scars on the outside…. Am I really just losing my mind?’
At an oddly persuasive argument, the Herald looked down at the porter.
Except for his appearance, he looks extremely ordinary. No, at this level, he is a man who seems to have less muscle mass than a farmer.
Then little by little something strange came to my eyes.
‘No matter how much the captain adjusted his strength, I couldn’t catch it until right before it touched….’
I don’t know if I live thinking, but the leader’s skills are unquestionably real.
You blocked the leader’s attack?
It was only possible with fast movement vision and a body suitable for it. Or he knows in advance which route to attack.
‘No way really….’
As the Harold watches with a half-assed eye over his spectacles.
Flinch.
I could feel a slight movement in his body.
‘Have you already come to your senses after being hit directly by that?’
It was surprising, but he was able to relax his body only after confirming that he was alive.
“Sonia, I don’t think artificial respiration is necessary…”
– Tup.
His eyes saw Sonia grabbing the porter’s jaw.
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“…Sonia?”
You must have heard it. If you see her holding her hand like that, you must also know that she has moved.
-Haeup.
Nevertheless, Sonia takes her lips and overlaps them.
“Oh my God.”
“Oh my God…”
To the fallen knights, it might seem like a noble effort to save their master.
-Chuup. Chew.
A sound that shouldn’t come from the artificial respiration was heard in the ear of the Herald, who was watching closely.
“….”
“Kellogg! Kellogg!”
I don’t know if the kiss under the guise of artificial respiration had an effect, but right after the porter managed to get Sonia off her feet, she managed to regain her senses.
“What is this…”
“That, without knowing, I remembered yesterday’s play, so stop…”
Sonia makes excuses that don’t even work.
Lies.
‘I heard that stealing, which I learned late, was scary, so I fell in love with a kiss.’
At that time when I was trying to say something about an absurd action.
“I told you? He’s alive.”
When I heard the voice of the person who made me like this, I immediately argued and listened.
“Are you going to kill people right now?!”
I immediately expressed my opinion about the fact that the strongest man in the empire had hit him with a flat blow.
“It’s even stronger than I thought.”
Gilbert doesn’t listen to me and looks at me with a scary look.
I’ve seen those eyes somewhere before.
It was a summer day when I registered for the first time in my life.
– The last one! The real last one! Bet everything, one last thing!
-Ahhh….
– Well done member. Don’t forget to come tomorrow for upper body trimming.
-Yes….
The next day, when I was suffering from muscle pain after having my lower body mercilessly brushed off by a sports-cut Helchang wearing a white Nanning Goo.
– Smart smart.
Someone came and kept knocking on the door, so I hurriedly walked towards the front door and checked outside the door using the intercom.
-Ugh…. Who are you….
– I am a member.
The white Nanninggu was visible through the intercom.
– What are you?! How did you know this place?!
-It’s not just that our gym doesn’t fill in the address when registering. Rather, open the door, please. I lost muscle while going up the stairs, so I need to go and recover quickly.
-Hey!
– Members, it would be good for you to open it quickly before carrying it.
Tumbling.
Perhaps the lower part of the body didn’t forget the painful memories, but his legs, which were fine, began to tremble on their own.
Even I, who always tortures hope by saying it’s the last time, is a liar.
The incarnation of vicarious satisfaction that seeks to relieve one’s own lack of achievement with the body of others while promoting altruism on the outside.
Those are the eyes of Hellchang who captured Hellin.
“If you polish this well, it will be quite usable, right?”
Creepy.
A feeling of uneasiness ran down my back at the terrifying sound just by listening to it.
***
Anyone who dreams of becoming a knight will not be able to use it if it is 1:1 tutoring with a competent person.
How much worse would it be if he was the leader of the best knights in the empire.
It was clear that he wanted to receive it even if he had to give away everything he had.
“Strengthen your waist! Then your neck will be blown away by your own knife!”
If it’s a knight.
-Kagak!
Gilbert manages to block the flying attack with his sword embedded in the ground, and then pushes it away with force.
As soon as he let go of the ungrateful sword that was aiming at his master’s neck day by day, his posture of recklessly pushing collapsed momentarily.
I didn’t miss the opportunity and immediately took out Excalibur from my chest and stabbed it.
Maximize power through stabbing.
That was my goal though.
– Tup.
My whole blow was blocked by only two thick fingers.
A blade held in the shape of a cigarette inserted into it.
Koo Woo-wook.
I tried to put my weight on the bottom of the handle with my other hand, but unlike my trembling hands, my fingers didn’t even budge.
Wack.
In the end, even his weapon was taken away with the snap of his finger.
“It’s not dignified to be a knight, and it’s rough.”
This was the impression Gilbert said as he returned the stolen Excalibur to me.
“So I don’t have any talent…”
“That’s why I like it even more. How did you even look like this? Did you have a brother you lost when you were little?”
What bullsh*t.
I haven’t done anything in particular, but I’m in a situation where my feelings for me are rising.
“It wasn’t like that in my time, but these days, even if you deviate even a little from swordsmanship, you’re going to be confused. In that respect, the attempt I just made was very good.”
Is that what the commander of the knights said?
“What are you standing there for? Hurry up and grab it.”
f*ck.
Swear words rose to the tip of my chin, but I couldn’t help it. Because it was impossible to even escape in front of that overwhelming force.
I spread my distance as usual, and I almost fainted when I saw him standing next to me.
The world is really unfair. Some people are blessed and this much, but the other side is rubbing with force.
“Am I first again? Okay.”
-Kooung!
Gilbert was already right in front of him when he heard the sound of kicking the ground.
“Keugh!”
I saw him fixing his hand as he deviated from the trajectory of the sword driven into the ground.
It was more difficult because he used the sword alternately with both hands, but in the game, Gilbert had preparation movements between attacks.
Wielding a sword meant that there were actions that needed to be preceded. Especially when it’s such a gigantic size.
Just before he could swing his sword, he noticed his upper body leaning to the left.
‘Left Side Lateral Slash!’
As expected, the attack landed sideways, but he had already knelt down and bent his back.
-Whoa!
A huge blade passing right in front of my eyes.
Then he could see that his left foot was getting stronger.
Is it a kick using the right foot?
As I quickly rolled my body, I felt a vibration along with the sound of something rubbing behind me.
Taking advantage of that gap, I quickly stood up and saw Gilbert with a perfectly satisfied expression on his face.
“Good, good. I can see your skills are getting better.”
Does that skill mean the ability to survive?
“But how can I win just by dodging like that? Grab it again. I’ll wait until the attack succeeds.”
At this level, it is clear that the conscience is not at the level of hairy hair, but the conscience has been taken away.
To make the attack succeed with that spec?
‘I’d rather kill you…’ .’
A hand of salvation came down to me when I was about to give up on life.
“Captain.”
“Why? It’s been a while.”
“It’s time for me to leave work now.”
“Already?”
I looked outside and the sky had really turned reddish.
“It’s been a while since I’ve been so happy that I didn’t even know the time was passing.”
Time is relative.
Einstein you were right.
“Hold my hand.”
Unable to stand up, Sonia came over and held out her hand.
‘Leaning on a woman’s shoulder to receive support…. This is an unacceptable humiliation for a real man….’
But as she put her arm around her, the white nape of her neck caught her eye.
“Are you okay? Can you walk?”
“Huh? Huh…”
With a view like this, it might be okay to go to Henan?
As expected, a person’s mindset is important.
“Then let’s go, Instructor.”
“Okay. Don’t be late tomorrow.”
“Won’t you say hello to me?”
Terrible.
Sonia’s sharp gaze turned to him as Gilbert asked without notice.
It was not enough that he put the porter in danger, and he took away the time he had to spend with himself, so it was a natural reaction.
“You’ve worked hard too, Captain.”
Sonia gritted her teeth and answered.
“Hey, take this much. Bring it tomorrow too. I’ll take care of it like today.”
– Eudeuk.
I wonder if his teeth are okay.
“Take care, please.”
Looking at the back of the porter as he left the training ground, Gilbert opened his mouth.
“How did it look to you?”
Then the Herald’s hand, which was busy locking the door, stopped.
“The basic skills were so bad that I couldn’t even open my eyes.”
The Herald recalls the movements of the man confronting the captain.
“How to say. The feeling was frighteningly good.”
It was a difficult move to look at favorably even with empty words, but the way he avoided an attack was impressive.
Basically, a sword-to-sword fight is a sword fight.
After dodging, aim for the opponent’s gap to attack or block and continue counterattack.
Thus, the option of avoiding it takes on the character of a high-risk, high-return.
It was to the point where winning or losing was decided if I allowed an attack while avoiding it somehow.
I’m not teaching apprentices to block rather than evade for nothing.
It’s hard to connect with an attack, but the opponent also needs to widen the distance to attack.
To block the opponent’s movements and take the situation into one’s own hands.
Is there anything as effective as that against the skilled?
But he was different.
It looks like he threw away his dignity, but he evaded all of Gilbert’s attacks.
As Gilbert drove him into a corner so that he couldn’t escape, he either spilled an attack or tried to counterattack using everything he could.
If the opponent had been an apprentice knight instead of Gilbert, the odds were high.
Looking at the thoughtful Herald, Gilbert said.
“It was unfortunate that my body didn’t follow me, but between my movements, my hands and toes twitched. What does this mean?”
“…Are you saying you read the moves against the captain?”
Gilbert made no reply to him, but the look on his face convinced the Herald that he was right.
“What have you been doing with such talent?”
Gilbert sighed when he opened his mouth in a tone of regret.
“I’m doing something.”
“What is it?”
“The porter.”
“Yes?”
“I am the porter of the warrior party.”
“You mean the author?”
The Herald turns his head to look where the porter has left.
“Now it’s a little bit more consistent. Is that so…”
It’s a clumsy position, but if it’s a warrior’s party, it’s not strange to have that level of skill.
“Oh, I told you not to tell me about this anywhere.”
“It’s already too late. Let’s spread rumors about what the captain said.”
“Kias did that.”
“…I will carry you to the grave.”
Leaving the Herald silent as the Emperor’s name came out, Gilbert recalled the experience they had just shared.
‘How long have you been feeling this way….’
The crown prince, Arya, and the hero, Durandal, both taught while having some basic specifications.
Because of that, I couldn’t fix basic habits.
However, the movement of avoiding only with raw animal senses was like looking at a white drawing paper.
There’s even a look in his eyes that he’s taken out of his past self.
He wanted to dye the drawing paper with his own color.
“Herald.”
“Why are you calling?”
“That one. How can you not bring it to us?”
“Aren’t you a member of the warrior’s party? There’s even a separate order from His Majesty. Wake up.”
“I see.”
However, Goin-mul, who saw a fresh newbie full of potential, felt very sorry for the situation.
‘If I just pushed his back, he would fly up as if he had wings.’
The thirst, which had been appeased for a moment, raised its head again, and he could not stand it any longer.
‘I guess I’ll have to meet Keias.’
It was Gilbert who was determined to scream if the porter found out.