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.

made a surprise attack, he would

stop Ian, now that he was fully recovered from

Clank!

flew

golden handle, which was engraved under the Imperial

collapsed down on the floor.

“…….”

slowly walked up

“You’re still weak.”

blazing eyes pierced at Bartolt’s

Ian leaned over Bartolt before he intently

did you do that?”

did he betray the Duke?

the knightship under the House of Reinhardt who

continued to train, he might have become

Ian was

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

staring blankly at the

“Riches and honor.”

chuckled at the answer, then grabbed

“Riches and honor?”

was so low that the people standing around him

and colleagues for those things? Every one of them might

like he was being

expert at making someone feel

was going through a training session

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

was at a crossroad.

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

protected him once or

Bartolt. Your chapter is

was relaxed, there was something in his voice

spent more time in the Capital, he would have been praised as a Swordmaster

he might have even defeated Ian

aristocrats in the hall gasped.

run away

up and

don’t have to do

face, which was

was, the commotion

say, “the

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

“Stop, you traitor!”

will you do to me when

his left

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

out of his

“Urgh….”
“Cough, cough!”

fell to the floor

the only ones among the humans who could use mana. And those who

this moment, there was no one here who could

leisurely walked by them and stood before the

Majesty the Crown

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