Chapter 31

Meanwhile, James was losing confidence. All he had to do was turn his eyes away.

Soon, part of the field was prepared as a dueling ground.

As everyone was focused on the upcoming clash, the judge put up his right hand.

“Prepare for the match.”

Theophilus warmed up leisurely, stirring the air with his sword. It almost looked like he had forgotten that it was a duel.

He asked his opponent with an exaggerated graceful gesture as if he was playing a game.

“So…. What’s your full name?”
“…..James. I have no title. I’m just a knight of Count Brumayer.”
“Ah, right. I don’t have to tell you, do I? This place is famous, but the Brumayers’ isn’t.”

As the spectators burst into a fit of giggles at the obvious mockery, James’s face flushed red before fading to pale blue.

He anxiously kept repeating to himself, ‘I’d be forgiven if I only give a single scratch on his body.’

Still, it felt inevitable to lose his life.

“Let us begin!”

James lifted his sword as Theophilus vertically raised up his arms.

Theophilus, who had just turned into a young man, was exceptionally good among the Knights of Reinhardt. Being the third son of a local count, he had a deep will on his swordsmanship.

In such an environment, he had got the advantage to systematically learn and perform sword techniques.

He had a solid basic skill, and thus, he had been able to absorb all the tricks shown by his teacher like a sponge based on his family’s inspection.

Even though he was the weakest among Ian’s knights, his potential itself was greater than other knights or soldiers.

With James hesitating, Theophilus took the first chance.

Narrowing the distance with a single step, he dug into his opponent’s arms.

He murmured.

“So…..”

Was it this way?

The first attack was a stab, one of the basics of swordsmanship skills. The same movement he had practiced with Ian hundreds of times.

Theophilus’s elbow grazed against the opponent’s right ear. Before James could swing his sword, Theophilus stepped back.

he shouted to his people

you think of my move?”

one after the

ten.” “Your right foot went out too much. Your posture would’ve collapsed if you were attacked.” “Captain would definitely take away

knights seemed

still tried a little more not to feel empty after Bartolt, the Deputy Leader

he turned to his opponent.

Captain’s training for months…..I might’ve only forgotten

it seemed like a joke to James.

What were the potentials of the Duke’s Knights? If Theophilus had aimed at his heart, he definitely would have died.

on purpose….. It’s clear! Damn

yes, James’s guess was correct.

recalled what his Captain had

it as painful as possible!’

making his sword

there was a question: Could James

a disgrace to the knights.

Theophilus feel sorry for him since Theophilus himself was a

now, he did not feel a single grain

everyone had learned that after Bartolt betrayed them, he had joined the imperial forces.

who did not have any path

front

anger could be vented here.

“Haah.”

the ground, he rushed

with his sword. But it was more than just

sword drew a

“Kaack!”

down on the ground while holding the tendon in his left shoulder. His left

move his fingers, which meant that his tendon wasn’t completely

mumbled in an awkward

“That was shallow.”

have plenty of

James found difficulty in

put a cut on me,

But, it was.

Actually, impossible.

for a ‘knight of the

in front of him was the

helplessness swallowed him. No strength was

***

afterwards, James fell down with his head on the

Sniffle, Sniffle……

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