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.

Bartolt had made a surprise attack, he would have

one to stop Ian, now that he was fully

Clank!

into two halves. One half flew through the air and fell on the

handle, which was engraved under the Imperial riches, kept

collapsed down on

“…….”

walked up to

“You’re still weak.”

blazing eyes pierced at

him as Ian leaned over Bartolt before he intently

did you

betray the Duke?

for the knightship under the House of Reinhardt

he had continued to train, he might have become

least, Ian was

answering me, Bartolt?” “Isn’t it

smiled, staring blankly at

“Riches and honor.”

answer, then grabbed

“Riches and honor?”

that the people standing around him couldn’t

master and colleagues for those things? Every one

he was

Ian was an expert at making someone feel helpless.

this time, Bartolt was going through a training session in the

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

at a

family of Duke Ian Reinhardt? Would he be

protected him once or

lucky, Bartolt. Your chapter is yet to

in

the Capital, he would have

might have even defeated Ian as

aristocrats in the

“L-Let’s run away from here, quick—”

stood up

to

his face, which was still painted with Laritte’s colors.

was, the commotion

someone say,

and the Crown Prince, knights

“Stop, you traitor!”

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

held up his left

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

spurted out of

“Urgh….”
“Cough, cough!”

fell to the floor one after

who could use mana. And those who weren’t could

this moment, there was no one here who

leisurely walked by them and stood before the royal

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

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