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.

a surprise attack, he would have blocked

to stop Ian, now that he was fully

Clank!

Ian broke Bartolt’s sword into two halves. One half flew through the air and fell on the

engraved under the

on

“…….”

up to him.

“You’re still weak.”

eyes pierced at

as Ian leaned

you do

did he betray the

the House of Reinhardt who was raised

had continued to train, he might have become a

was

“Why aren’t you answering me, Bartolt?” “Isn’t it obvious…..?”

staring blankly at the

“Riches and honor.”

lightly chuckled at the answer, then

“Riches and honor?”

people standing

for those things? Every one of them might have been going through some kind of

he was

expert at making someone feel helpless.

Bartolt was going through a training session in

“Well, that’s not what I came

was at a

enemy of the family of Duke Ian Reinhardt? Would

had protected him once

chapter is yet

was something in his voice that made him

Capital, he would have been praised as a

he might have even

aristocrats in the hall gasped.

run away from here,

up and sighed.

to do that.”

hood and revealing his face, which was

they realized who it was, the commotion in

someone say,

to walk towards the Empress and the Crown

“Stop, you traitor!”

What will you do to me when your Lord

his left arm as he said,

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

of mana spurted out of his arm,

“Urgh….”
“Cough, cough!”

the floor one after

who could use mana. And those who

moment, there was no one

walked by them and stood before the royal

Highness the Empress, His Majesty the Crown Prince. Forgive me for the

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