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 it gracefully.

was no one to stop Ian, now that he was

Clank!

One half flew through the air and fell on the floor

engraved under the Imperial riches, kept glistening in

collapsed down on the floor.

“…….”

walked up to

“You’re still weak.”

at Bartolt’s defeated self.

leaned over Bartolt before he intently inquiried.

did you do that?”

betray the

candidate for the knightship under the House of Reinhardt who was raised by Ian

he had continued to train, he might have become

Ian was hopeful

answering me, Bartolt?” “Isn’t

blankly

“Riches and honor.”

the answer, then grabbed his

“Riches and honor?”

that the people standing around him couldn’t

for those things? Every one

felt like he was being

expert at making

Bartolt was going through a training session in

“Well, that’s not what

at

enemy of the family of Duke Ian Reinhardt?

him once or

lucky, Bartolt. Your chapter is

there was something in his

he would have been praised as a Swordmaster

have even defeated Ian

aristocrats in the hall gasped.

run

up and

don’t have to

face, which was still

as they realized who it was, the commotion in

say,

he started to walk towards the Empress and the Crown Prince, knights blocked his path.

“Stop, you traitor!”

me when your Lord Bartolt couldn’t even stop

held up his left arm as he said,

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

out of his arm, choking

“Urgh….”
“Cough, cough!”

the knights fell to the floor one after the

could use mana. And those who weren’t could

this moment, there was no one here who could match Ian.

them and

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

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