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….”

 

felt sorry for her habit of

 

It was winter now.

 

the nearby village during the winter, so she

 

in advance, she could not get the

 

 

stop by the village since Ian came and

 

hasn’t piled up yet. I

 

put the chopped onions and carrots in a sack. Instead of

 

sack in a pre-loaded

 

boil it for half an

 

broth was made, another vegetable was needed to float on

 

 

sliced some more vegetables into bigger

 

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

 

he eat one serving this

 

the room,

 

rang

 

“I will try.”

 

Laritte looked at

 

the

 

as he arrived at the villa. This was the first time he

 

with her

 

you up on your own

 

not a

 

so, Ian was quite satisfied with the

 

because he

 

woke up and

 

had to make a fuss because he was the one fighting a life-threatening battle because

 

now, Ian’s condition was more important than

 

condition had

 

would say, ‘Even the wealth made by the contract will not

 

it was nothing special to recall her quiet response when Ian reached the villa, his body covered in

 

“…..What is this smell?”

 

eyes and focused on his sense

 

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

 

 

because she stir-fried the vegetables and added

 

vegetable soup. There will not be any

 

I can help

 

Laritte’s kindness because

 

approached Laritte to pick up the

 

to refuse his action

 

feet and standing up, between humans and animals. Just

 

poked his abdomen with her

 

part of

 

“Argh.”

 

the wound

 

painfully sighed and

 

someone out

 

the case unless you

 

bowl away from his hand, which made Ian stare at her

 

He was in agony.

 

I

 

thought for it to be an illusion, but his eyesight was

 

“Did you just laugh?”

 

asked, hurriedly

 

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

 

he appeared behind Laritte when she was busy

 

wanted to see

 

get rid of the bed as soon

 

did she laugh

 

“Yes. I laughed.”

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