Chapter 8

 

What is a swordmaster?

About 1500 years ago, the first swordmaster appeared on the continent.

It was more than 900 years ago when the Iassa Empire emerged after the continent was unified.

The first swordmaster was Eliot von Hood.

He was a representative of the kingdom, which is now the Barthang of the Iassa Empire.

The investigation found out that he was a distant ancestor of the Duke of Reinhardt.

Even before Eliot von Hood, there was someone who showed the characteristics of a swordmaster.

However, it was he who had all the characteristics of the current swordmaster.

First, he had the ability to sense mana.

If he sensed that a sword had mana, he could replace it visually.

It was a basic ability.

Nobody could tell who would win the fight between the two swordmasters.

 

For they were already skilled in swordsmanship.

 

The second qualification of the swordmaster was the ability to ‘move the body’s energy’.

 

Energy was the beauty of mana.

 

While there were people who could feel the magic of the sword and handle the body’s airway by itself, there were others who had to train more.

 

Ian’s case was the former.

 

Being able to move the body’s energy meant that they could have control over it.

 

This physical ability helped in improving the five senses and in healing wounds faster.

 

 

If a sword was made of a dragon’s bones, teeth, and nails, the swordmaster who owned it was a blessed child.

 

That would mean…

 

Ian was also……

 

***

 

“What food shall we try today?”

 

A week after Ian collapsed.

In the kitchen of the villa.

 

Laritte kept on thinking about whether the food ingredients she had stored had any discrepancies.

 

Ian’s fever has decreased for some time now.

 

It is now clear that he was beginning to recover.

 

She decided to make soft food as Ian isn’t fully recovered yet.

 

“Well, I will make some vegetable soup.”

 

She decided to cook and move on.

 

Returning through the snow-covered path, her hands contained a range of vegetables, including potatoes, onions, carrots, and kidney beans.

 

Everything that was needed to make vegetable soup.

 

It was just a touch for the soup.

 

First, she chopped the washed onions and carrots into small pieces.

 

A hand, that was not clumsy but neither as skillful as a cook, moved the knife.

 

“I wish there were radishes here….”

 

her habit of speaking out her

 

It was winter now.

 

would not be able to go to the nearby village during the winter, so

 

when Laritte carried the ingredients in advance, she could not get the vegetables that

 

 

not stop by the village since Ian came and stayed with her. She could not leave

 

hasn’t piled up yet. I shall

 

in a sack. Instead of radishes, more

 

the sack in a

 

half an

 

another vegetable

 

 

vegetables into bigger sizes

 

oil and added the cooking wine, broth, and spices for the

 

one serving

 

recalling Ian lying in the room, while

 

voice rang

 

“I will try.”

 

Laritte looked at where

 

leaning against the wall in the blue

 

collapsed as soon as he arrived at the villa.

 

asked, with her eyes

 

up on your

 

not a very happy

 

was quite satisfied with the change in her

 

because he wanted to

 

up and found myself feeling

 

a fuss because he was the one fighting

 

a fuss about joy. Even now, Ian’s

 

condition had improved

 

‘Even the wealth made by the contract

 

recall her quiet response when Ian reached the villa, his body covered in

 

“…..What is this smell?”

 

and focused on

 

so far, I don’t think it’s meat again, but it

 

 

stir-fried the

 

soup. There will not be any problem with your

 

there anything I can help you

 

he had only received Laritte’s kindness because

 

to pick

 

to refuse his action of

 

and standing up, between humans and animals.

 

abdomen with her finger without

 

part of a

 

“Argh.”

 

was fine, the wound did

 

and

 

want to help someone out

 

unless you poke

 

took the bowl away from his hand,

 

He was in agony.

 

did I just

 

be an illusion, but his eyesight

 

“Did you just laugh?”

 

asked, hurriedly following

 

Ian’s eyes, Laritte’s face was expressionless most

 

why he appeared behind Laritte when she was

 

to

 

rid of the bed as soon as

 

did she laugh

 

“Yes. I laughed.”

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