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.

Ian, now that he

Clank!

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

under the Imperial riches, kept glistening in Bartolt’s hand.

collapsed down on the floor.

“…….”

up to

“You’re still weak.”

pierced at Bartolt’s

shadow fell over him as Ian leaned over

you do

betray the Duke?

the knightship under the House of Reinhardt who was

he had continued to train, he might have become a Swordmaster.

was

me, Bartolt?” “Isn’t

staring blankly at the

“Riches and honor.”

answer, then grabbed

“Riches and honor?”

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

and colleagues for those things? Every one

he was being decapitated.

was an expert at making someone feel

through a training session in the

“Well, that’s not what I came to see here…..”

at a

of the family of Duke Ian Reinhardt?

had protected him once or twice before.

Bartolt. Your chapter is yet to be closed.”

there was something in his voice that

Bartolt had spent more time in the Capital, he

even defeated

in the

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

stood up

have to do that.”

his hood and revealing his face, which was still painted

who it was, the commotion in the hall grew larger.

say, “the traitor”.

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

“Stop, you traitor!”

will you do to me when your Lord Bartolt couldn’t

held up his left arm as he said,

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

mana spurted out of his arm,

“Urgh….”
“Cough, cough!”

the knights fell to the

Swordmasters were the only ones among the humans who could use mana. And those who weren’t could

was no one

them and stood before

Empress, His Majesty the Crown Prince. Forgive me for the sudden visit.”

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