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.

had made a surprise attack, he would have blocked it gracefully.

now that

Clank!

One half flew through the

handle, which was engraved under the Imperial riches, kept

on the

“…….”

slowly walked up to

“You’re still weak.”

pierced at Bartolt’s

leaned over

did you do

betray the

the House of Reinhardt who was

he had continued to train, he might

was

me,

smiled, staring blankly

“Riches and honor.”

answer, then

“Riches and honor?”

the people standing around him couldn’t hear him.

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

felt like he was being

at

Bartolt was going through a training session

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

was at a crossroad.

be an enemy of the family of Duke Ian Reinhardt? Would

protected him once or twice

is yet to be closed.”

was relaxed, there was something in his voice that

time in the Capital, he would have

he might have even defeated Ian as

the

Bartolt lost…..” “L-Let’s run away from here, quick—”

stood up and

don’t have to do that.”

his hood and revealing his face,

realized who it was, the commotion in the hall grew

someone say, “the traitor”.

Empress and the Crown Prince,

“Stop, you traitor!”

me when

his left arm as he

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

mana spurted out of his arm, choking the

“Urgh….”
“Cough, cough!”

the knights fell to the

among the humans who could use mana.

one here who could

by them and stood before the royal members.

accept my greetings, Her Highness the Empress, His Majesty the

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