Chapter 21

The knights under the Duke, who had been in the same league as Bartolt, got scattered across the empire because of his false charges.

Only a very prominent swordmaster would have managed to enter a higher order among the knights.

Ian gnashed his teeth.

Everyone was praising Bartolt, thinking he was some candidate for the highest position among the Swordmasters. But Ian knew he couldn’t be as good as him.

‘Hmm…but your face isn’t as bright as it should be.’

As soon as he fixed his sword, Ian ran towards Bartolt.

“?!”

Amazed, Bartolt quickly defended himself.

As the two swords clashed with each other, a loud ‘clanking’ sound was heard.

In an instant, Bartolt could sort out that his opponent wasn’t just a simple intruder.

Bartolt thought.
‘How can he be so strong to face my sword?’

He was one of the top eight candidates of the Swordmasters.

He was among the people who prosecuted Ian, and he was the one who stabbed him.

Bartolt felt a grudge at his opponent’s swordsmanship. His frighteningly fast sword could even cut the flesh in a flash.

What was more surprising was that the swordplay of this unidentified man was slightly similar to Bartolt’s.

It was similar enough to say that one of them had taught the other.

Ian’s blade heavily forced on Bartolt’s.

“Do you understand, Bartolt?”

It reminded him of the day.

Ian had demonstrated the same stance himself when he used to be in the knighthood under the Duke of Reinhardt.

“You should be able to feel the conception of a sword.”
“……”
“Focus and stretch towards this one point gently as if you’re drawing a straight line.”

He recalled it.

It was one of the stances he couldn’t learn even after repeating it thousands of times.

As the intruder advanced in the same manner as Ian, Bartolt avoided it by a single stroke.

His hood fluttered before his eyes. Only then did he realize.

The hooded intruder was…..

“…..Captain.”

He said through his disheveled breathing.

The housekeeper of the Reinhardt family, who had taught him sword art for years and was his master.

attack, he would have blocked it

now that he was fully recovered from

Clank!

One half flew through the air and

the Imperial riches, kept glistening in Bartolt’s

down on

“…….”

slowly walked up

“You’re still weak.”

at Bartolt’s defeated self.

leaned over Bartolt before

you do that?”

betray

the knightship under the House of Reinhardt

to train, he might have become

was

aren’t you answering me, Bartolt?”

blankly at

“Riches and honor.”

answer,

“Riches and honor?”

the people standing around

things? Every one of them might

felt like he was being decapitated.

Ian was an expert at making someone feel helpless.

through a

well off!” “Well, that’s not what I came to see here…..”

at a

enemy of the family of Duke Ian

protected him once

lucky, Bartolt. Your chapter is yet to be closed.”

was something in

Capital, he would have been praised as a Swordmaster

he might have even defeated Ian

the

Bartolt lost…..” “L-Let’s run

stood up and sighed.

don’t have to do

hood and revealing his face, which was

it was, the commotion in the hall

say, “the traitor”.

and

“Stop, you traitor!”

do to me when your Lord Bartolt couldn’t even stop me?’

his left arm as he

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

out of his

“Urgh….”
“Cough, cough!”

the knights fell to the floor one after

use mana. And those who weren’t could only

one here

and stood before

greetings, Her Highness the Empress, His Majesty the Crown Prince.

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