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9.
A female knight with brown hair.
Noah narrowed his eyes at the sight of her suddenly approaching him.
‘Limer yen lapidis.’
The first woman to reach Master.
However, it is not a named character. Because she is destined to end her life with the fall of the Ruben Empire before facing her abyss.
“Ah, sister!”
Perticia waved her hand as if she was happy to see Rimer appear. Rimmer, on the other hand, sighed with a face that did not contain the slightest hint of a smile.
“… … “Tisha.”
“huh?”
“Why did you want to go to the Fountain of Magic?”
A question that seemed like an interrogation.
It was a voice that felt a bit pressured, but Perticia answered without thinking about it.
“I’m just a little worried?”
“Which part?”
“The spirits kept whispering. “I can sense a familiar smell over there.”
The place she pointed to was southeast.
This is the direction where the spring of magic is located.
At this, Rimmer let out a short sigh and spoke again as if warning.
“Even so, you can’t go.”
“but… … .”
“The fountain of magic is dangerous. “If you look at this year alone, all kinds of incidents have occurred.”
Disappearance, isolation, monster attacks, etc.
All of these incidents and accidents have occurred in the past six months.
Noah made an awkward expression at Rimmer’s words. Because all the incidents she mentioned were linked to Ulan.
“Can’t I just go to the entrance?”
“Absolutely not.”
“Then just watching from afar… … .”
“If you keep being so stubborn, I will tell your uncle about the conversation we just had.”
Immediately after the word uncle came out, Perticia’s mouth closed tightly. The ‘uncle’ that Rimmer mentioned was a slang term referring to Chartrand.
“… … .”
If Chartrand finds out that she tried to access the fountain of magic, she may have to leave the academy.
Perticia, who was well aware of this fact, pouted her lips with a distressed expression.
“Chi, okay. “I won’t go.”
“Yes, you should never go.”
Rimmer is faithful to the end.
Perticia nodded with a sullen expression. At the same time, as if she still had lingering regrets, she kept glancing in the direction of the fountain of magical power.
So, it was time to warn him again.
“Uh, over there… … .”
Suddenly, someone spoke to me.
The blonde girl who was with Perticia. As Li Mer turned her gaze, the girl continued her words with a very nervous look on her face.
“Are you Lord Laphidis?”
“Yes, but who are you?”
“oh! I, that’s… … .”
She stutters as if embarrassed.
After a while, the girl bowed her head politely and revealed her name.
“This is Ibella Elead!”
After a brief self-introduction, she looked up again and her face was very flushed.
“It is truly an honor to meet you like this! Ugh, I’ve always admired Lord Lapidis since I was young!”
Ibella can’t hide her excitement.
What she said was true.
‘I often said this in my past life.’
About the reason I picked up the sword and the female knight I admired most in the world. Given the circumstances, it seems that the female knight was Rimmer.
“Well, that’s what I’m saying!”
Around the time I was talking about how I really wanted to meet Rimmer. This Bella asked cautiously, as if she had made up her mind to do something.
“If you don’t mind, would it be okay if I ask Sir Lapidis for guidance?”
“Uhm, teaching.”
“If you’re busy, you can decline!”
Ibella hurriedly waved her hand.
It seemed like he was trying his best not to put any burden on the knight he admired.
Meanwhile, Rimmer glanced at Ulan behind him, not Ibella. She answered shortly afterwards with a bright smile on her face.
“No, I think it’ll be okay.”
“Well, that means… … !”
“The training ground is nearby, so let’s have a quick fight. Without using mana. how is it?”
“It’s my honor!”
Ibella’s face turned bright red.
The two soon headed to the military academy’s training site, and Ulan and his group naturally followed suit.
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10.
Training center of the Department of Military Studies.
While preparing for the unexpected sparring, onlookers gathered one by one.
Most of them are students from the military department.
Also, professors were seen occasionally.
Well, it was worth it.
A sparring match between a promising talent and one of the empire’s masters would be a great attraction.
It was around the time I was warming up and getting ready.
Rimmer stared at the girl in front of him.
‘Ibella Eleaad.’
In fact, Rimmer knew who Ibella was even before she revealed her name.
Anyone who has had contact with Perticia even once has already obtained all the information.
‘They said he was Count Deorg’s illegitimate son.’
Blind Sword, Istan el Deorg.
Even though he is an illegitimate child, it is true that he inherited his blood.
So my curiosity was piqued.
Would he have inherited the talent as is?
Rimmer, with his eyes sparkling, lightly swung his training wooden sword and spoke straight away.
“Tell me whenever you’re ready.”
“Oh, I just finished.”
“good. “Then shall we begin?”
“yes! i look forward to!”
A brave answer came back.
Afterwards, the atmosphere in the hall changed suddenly.
The two faced each other while holding their swords.
The two, each measuring the gap, kicked the ground at the same time without even knowing who went first.
A sword cutting through the air.
After exchanging sword strikes a few times, Rimmer narrowed his eyes as if he noticed something.
‘This… … .’
It’s not Deorg’s swordsmanship.
I could definitely say it. Because I have seen the sword of Istan El Deorg in the past.
And now, not even a trace of Deorg could be found on Ibella’s sword. However, it wasn’t anything particularly strange. Rather, it was natural.
‘Because he’s illegitimate.’
Deorg’s sword is the family’s unique sword technique.
Only the heir who will inherit the family can learn it. Therefore, it is not strange that there is no trace of Deorg in Ibella’s swordsmanship.
‘and… … .’
One more thing, there is something unusual.
Ibella’s sword is a sword technique that has never been seen anywhere else. Rimmer, who had withdrawn his sword, widened the distance for a moment and muttered.
“It’s fun swordsmanship.”
“Hehe, thank you.”
“It’s not imperial swordsmanship. Where did you learn it?”
“Oh, I made it.”
“… … what?”
Rimer asks blankly.
It was a natural reaction. Because making a sword is not as easy as it sounds.
Rather than simply thinking about how to swing a sword, you have to give each sword a shape and form a formula.
In other words, it is a very complex, sophisticated, and time-consuming task. But I can’t help but be surprised that swordsmanship has already been created.
‘Shall we test if it’s real?’
Rimmer’s eyes suddenly changed.
At the same time, the sword was also quite different from before.
Soon, fierce swords resembling Istan El Deorg, the blind sword of the South, poured down like a storm.
Bababababaak!
A constant barrage of swords.
Despite considerable pressure, Ibella calmly took Rimmer’s sword. In this process, Rimmer finally realized something.
‘It’s real.’
Ibella’s sword is a proper swordsmanship that has form and form.
And sometimes, depending on the situation, he swings a sword that is completely out of style.
‘But it’s not like you’re swinging it around at random.’
Rather, it is threatening.
Because it did not move along a sword road, but flew freely like the wind.
And one more thing.
There was something new I realized.
“I thought I’d ask just in case.”
“yes?”
“When did you make the sword sword just now?”
“Oh, that’s… … .”
“It’s okay, just tell me.”
When I was repeatedly urged to answer, Ibella scratched her cheek with an awkward expression. Then he answered calmly.
“A minute ago.”
also. The prediction was correct.
Ibella’s sword is not bound to a specific format. A sword that changes fluidly depending on the situation.
That is Ibella’s sword.
And it was also a method that Rimmer, who was already tied to swordsmanship, could not use.
‘Where on earth…? … .’
Something like this came out, right?
Rimmer was truly impressed. Then he asked the question again.
“Is this a method you came up with yourself?”
“yes? What does that mean… … .”
“I’m asking whether you realized on your own that you don’t have to be tied down to swordsmanship.”
To be honest, I don’t believe this.
The reason I realized that there was no need to be tied down to swordsmanship was because it was only after I reached the level of master of Rimerudo.
Meanwhile, right after her question was finished.
Ibella shook her head.
“No, Ulan taught me.”
The day after the entrance exam ended.
She asked for advice from Ulan, whom she met by chance in the forest. And at that time, Ulan gave an answer that was completely unexpected.
“Abandon your family’s swordsmanship.”
An answer with unconventional content.
The advice continued.
“Increase the power you can put on the sword and reduce unnecessary things. Lastly, find a sword technique that only you can do, not something that belongs to your family.”
Then you will become a master much earlier.
Ulan said that with confidence.
Ibella brought up the memory of that time and smiled shyly.
“I’ve fixed it since then.”
He abandoned his family’s swordsmanship and found his own sword. That was a sword that abandoned formality.
At the end of the answer to everything.
Rimmer widened his eyes.
“How can that be?”
No matter how much advice you get, giving up your family’s swordsmanship is never easy.
Even if you listen to the story, at that time, Ibella and Ulan were meeting each other for the first time.
But what on earth did you believe in and so obediently accepted Ulan’s advice? That’s when I made an expression that I couldn’t understand.
“That’s because it’s Ulan.”
“… … what?”
“You can believe anything Ulan says.”
Eyes without a single doubt.
Rimmer’s face turned blank for an instant as his eyes filled with absolute confidence and trust.
At the same time, my curiosity soared.
What on earth did I see next to Ulan that gave me such strong confidence? Rimmer glanced at where Ulan was.
Some time after that.
The intense sparring was coming to an end.
Pow!
A blow that struck in a split second. Soon, with a strong impact, Ibella lost her sword.
“… … “I lost.”
She readily admitted defeat.
At the point when the weapon was lost, victory or defeat was virtually determined. Meanwhile, Rimer came towards us and smiled brightly.
“It was great work.”
“Really?”
“Yes, if I hadn’t reached the level of master, I would have definitely been defeated.”
These are never empty words.
Although he has only just reached the level of an advanced knight, I can assure you that his swordsmanship skills are far beyond that.
Even if it was a real battle, I could easily deal with an expert level.
‘Oh, now that I think about it… … .’
While I was giving good words to Ibella, a person suddenly crossed my mind.
The Empire’s swordsman genius.
Deorg’s successor, Himel Deorg.
Rimmer burst into laughter as he remembered the man he had once seen.
‘There was a true genius.’
Although Himel’s skills are extraordinary, they are nothing compared to Ibella’s. To put it more bluntly, the level of talent itself is completely different.
‘If that guy works hard, he might have a chance to become a master someday… … .’
Ibella, on the other hand, is different.
She will definitely become the master.
Because he has that much talent.
‘The only variable is timing.’
With the same thoughts as Ulan had said before, Rimmer gathered up his sword. Meanwhile, he also had this thought.
‘Maybe soon… … .’
The Empire’s sixth Master may be born. When she finished thinking about this she would have laughed from ear to ear if Bella had heard this.
Ibella asked back carefully.
“Is there anything we can fix?”
“Nothing, it’s perfect.”
A firm and immediate answer came back.
Rimmer shook his head, knowing that it would be useless to give half-hearted advice.
It was also true that it was perfect.
“And with a great strongman by your side, it would be much better to ask him.”
Rimmer stares at Ulan.
After the sparring was over, Perticia, who was watching from outside the training ground, came up to me.
“You worked hard, sister.”
Cool water and dry towel.
But Rimmer did not accept it.
“I’m sorry, but can I pick it up later?”
“huh? why?”
“The sparring isn’t over yet.”
“Yes? “What does that mean?”
Perticia tilts her head as if she didn’t understand Rimmer’s answer. Meanwhile, after finishing answering, Rimmer suddenly raised his sword.
A sword pointed outside the training ground.
Where the tip of the sword was pointed, there was the person she had been watching.
“Ulaanbaatar.”
A word that continues calmly.
The corners of the mouth rise in an arc. At the same time, even his dry eyes were filled with vitality.
And that moment.
Rimmer’s true purpose has been revealed.
“I ask you for guidance.”
Eyes that sparkle like bright stars.
That is the truth that has been hidden all this time.
It was a very belligerent look.
Chapter 42. a fight you can’t lose
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