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.

surprise attack,

stop Ian, now that he was fully recovered from his

Clank!

sword into two halves. One half flew through the air

handle, which was engraved under the Imperial riches, kept glistening in Bartolt’s

down on the floor.

“…….”

up to

“You’re still weak.”

eyes pierced at

over him as Ian leaned

you do that?”

did he betray the

under the House

continued to train, he might have

least, Ian was hopeful of him.

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

blankly at the

“Riches and honor.”

chuckled at the answer, then

“Riches and honor?”

voice was so low that the people standing around him couldn’t hear

those things? Every one

he was

an expert at making someone

was going through a training session in

but I’m well off!” “Well, that’s not what I came to

was at

family of Duke Ian Reinhardt?

protected him once or twice

Your chapter is yet to

something in his voice that made him feel

had spent more time in the Capital, he

have even defeated

the hall gasped.

lost…..” “L-Let’s run away from

up and

don’t have to do that.”

revealing his face, which was still

who it was, the

heard someone say, “the

to walk towards the Empress and the Crown Prince,

“Stop, you traitor!”

me when

up his left arm as he said,

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

of mana spurted out of his arm,

“Urgh….”
“Cough, cough!”

fell to the floor one after the

the humans who could use mana. And

no one here who could match Ian.

and stood before the royal

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

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