Sword Master Who Leapt Through Time - Chapter 17



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#17 Training

“It’s a social gathering… … .”

After today’s training, Iodine explained the exchange meeting that would be held in 13 days. Along with her worries.

I understand her worries that she might tarnish the name of Archduke Lightena, but

Honestly, for me… …

‘Alba?’

Lightena isn’t really my teacher.

Of course, it’s not fun. People who don’t even look like themselves are judging me this way and that. If possible, it’s better to step on them so they don’t even make a sound.

But, from the beginning, I doubted whether I would stay in this past… … .

Anyway, right now I only had one concern.

‘Sword grip.’

Ah, this vast world of ancient swordsmanship.

Today I witnessed the sword I had only heard of in words.

‘I never thought I’d get out of that situation and even counterattack.’

It was the moment when the final blow was about to be struck after meticulous planning.

He played a relentless psychological warfare to narrow down Iodine’s options, and played with the tempo to push her to her limits.

She finally tried to overcome the crisis with the move she was most confident in… … . That was the moment I had been waiting for.

‘The sword seemed alive.’

The moment I saw Iodine’s diagonal slash, I swung the counter I had prepared.

Even though I was confident of victory, Iodine’s sword moved on its own as if it were alive and struck me with a fatal blow.

The sword suddenly extended out as if it knew it was coming.

Oh so so

Even now, just thinking about it gives me goosebumps.

So I couldn’t sleep tonight either.

Today is also practice day!

Unlike yesterday, I took out Banroa.

Yesterday I trained with a cheap iron sword, so today I plan to train with the world’s most famous sword.

Each has its own pros and cons.

When breaking new ground, a famous sword that is easier to communicate with is good, and when thoroughly paving a path already traveled, a cheap sword that is difficult to communicate with is good.

Today we practice with the goal of reaching a new realm.

By ancient standards, it is a level beyond expert lower level and intermediate level.

Body sword.

“Hoooo… … .”

He swung his sword slowly.

Hung- Hooung-

I concentrated on feeling the relief.

First of all, external things.

The weight of this thing. The shape, the texture, the sound, the curvature, the center of gravity. Feel it all and suck it in.

By understanding it and handling it freely, I gradually approached the guy’s soul.

Win-

Sling-

Gradually, a sharp sound leaks out from the tip of the swinging sword.

And then,

Woohoo-

Finally, I felt a faint tremble from the guy.

‘Right. It’s okay. You can do it.’

I approached the sword spirit of Banroa cautiously and friendly, as if I were dancing with a partner or reaching out to a small beast.

‘Show me. The reason you were born into this world. The will you have.’

Woohoo-

Azalea blooming at the tip of a sword.

I tried to communicate with the sword spirit more gently and draw the sword’s will into my body.

Body swordsmanship was a method used by ancient swordsmen who could not directly handle auras to strengthen their bodies.

At first glance, it might seem useless to someone like me who already handles Aura, but I thought differently.

‘When combining the Sword Aura and the Sword Energy, it was possible to create a phenomenon that looked like the Grandmaster’s Soul Blade. Then, what would happen if I combined the Sword Energy and Aura inside my body?’

Is this how we can reach the level of Grandmaster, one step at a time?

well,

That’s fine, or better yet.

If this is the path to becoming a Grandmaster, then I will be one of the ten superhumans in the entire world… … .

‘If not, then we’re going to have a completely new weapon that will surpass even those superhumans.’

to be honest,

Does it matter?

Even without an aura, with just a sword, such a lofty realm exists… … .

I swung my sword again and again under the white moonlight.

A wise man once argued:

The moon and the stars are actually so far away that you can’t even imagine.

He climbed the highest mountain in the world, measured the size of the moon and said:

Even though I’m this high up, I can’t tell the difference in the size of the moon. The moon is really far away.

Because I’ve seen it every day,

I didn’t realize your greatness.

That’s exactly how the sword feels to me right now.

Like the moon I always saw, the sword I always carried with me.

That’s why I didn’t know.

How many vast realms are hidden within it.

I’ve lived my life only paying attention to the auras that seem more special.

Woof-

yes-

The Banroa trembles slightly in my hand.

It suddenly comes to mind.

Countless days of fighting with a sword in hand.

Come to think of it, the black one used to cry like this often in the past too.

I just passed it by because I wasn’t interested.

The black one has always been by my side, fighting alongside me and speaking to me.

Now I realize.

‘That’s right. You were always by my side. You always spoke to me. It’s not that we’ve only just met… … It’s just that I’ve only just looked back at you. You who was always by my side.’

The expressions Iodine and the knights showed today.

Those faces were astonished at my suddenly improved skills.

Now I think I know why.

For me, ancient swordsmanship wasn’t about learning something new.

In fact, it was just a process of realizing that it was already there next to me.

That’s why it was like that.

Dang- dang- dang-

How long have you been swinging your sword?

The paper rang.

11pm, the end of the day.

A brief moment of prayer to thank God for all the blessings that fill the world, with all the lights in the city turned off.

Phew-

For a moment, darkness descends on the glowing steel, brightly lit by magic lights.

The sky, once bright white with city lights, becomes dark like a deep well.

“ah…….”

As the world grew dark, hidden stars came into view.

Starlight blooming from all directions centered around the broken ‘Broken Moon’.

star.

A star that is always there, but is obscured by the bright light of the earth.

It may burn brighter than anything in the world, but it’s just too far away… …

Because it’s far away,

A star that is obscured even by the lights of a city.

But in reality, it is a world so vast that it covers the sky, and so bright and distant that you can’t even imagine.

Now I understand.

The sword that was always hidden by the aura was also like a star.

Wooooow-

Ban Roa cried.

Following that vibration, a resonance was engraved deep within me.

The feeling of being sharpened like a sword.

A body that becomes stronger, more flexible, and more refined, just like the famous sword Banroa.

“ah…….”

I thought the aura flowing through my body was strong… … but now I know I was wrong.

A skeleton built between the aura flowing through my body.

Before accepting the sword’s energy, the aura was like a boneless octopus or squid.

Hoooow-

If someone were to look at me now, they would think I look like a sword.

Just like the ominous feeling I felt that day when I first saw the leader of the cult.

this

This is the realm of physical swordsmanship.

* * *

Since I reached the level of the swordsman, Iodine’s face has brightened significantly.

I felt refreshed, as if a big burden had been lifted.

Days passed by as I practiced swordsmanship every day.

Every day was full of meaning.

One day, two days, ten days passed.

It was around the time when I was becoming quite accustomed to using a sword.

That day too, I went out to the training ground early in the morning, and the atmosphere in the castle was very strange.

“Lord Celsius has arrived?”

“Of all times, when the Grand Duke was out… … .”

“I knew you were out. Damn it. Why on earth did His Majesty bring that guy… … .”

“Shh. No matter what, you are His Highness’ blood relative. Watch your mouth.”

Lord Celsius?

He seemed to be a high-ranking member of the Grand Duke’s bloodline… … but somehow the atmosphere was unwelcoming.

I could quickly find out why at the training ground.

“Hahahaha! Even the renowned Horizon Knights are nothing special! Do you think they can help Lightena like this?”

He was a man with a plump face and a big belly, and even his voice was covered in fat.

He had his head completely bald, and with his upper body exposed, he was rummaging through the wide smokehouse as if it were his own living room.

One of the members, who seemed to have just lost a duel with him, stepped back with a bright red face.

The Horizon Knights, gathered in a circle, had expressions full of discontent.

“Already 5 consecutive wins? Come on! Next opponent, come out!”

No one came out.

“Hahahaha! Are the great Horizon Knights scared? When I asked them to show me the treasures that Lightena brought, they were so arrogant and said no. But when I asked them to show me their skills, they were such cowards!”

Every single word really scratches the surface.

The knights are moved to tears.

“Lord Celsius. Then I will deal with you.”

Perhaps because he was fed up with the sight of that scoundrel, the team leader, Brook Dennar, finally stood up and stepped forward.

Then the author, Lord Celsius, shakes his head.

“Haha. No, that’s not true. Isn’t the captain the pride of the Horizon Knights? I have to protect him. Hahaha!”

The tone of voice is as if he is letting it slide even though he could win.

But no matter how I looked at it, there was no way that pig could take Brook’s sword.

‘Is this somewhere near the top of the expert level?’

The momentum felt was much stronger than that of the leader of the cult or Iodine Serom, but that was about it.

It’s only a difference in quantity, not a qualitative difference.

As evidence,

“Lord Celsius! Then I will learn a thing or two.”

“Isn’t your specialty quick swordsmanship? I use medium swordsmanship, so you, a quick swordsman, have nothing to learn from me.”

“Then I… … !”

“Ah- well. I’m so sick of seeing faces like this. Isn’t there anyone who’s a little bit fresh?”

“Have you ever fought a sword with me… ?”

“Are you saying that you have no courage? If that’s the case, why don’t you just leave that treasure to me?! It seems like you don’t have the skills to protect it!”

That bald man avoided competition with ridiculous excuses when challenged by high-ranking knights known as expert top-tier.

Then the mouth turns huge.

Strong, weak, weak, strong.

He glared at the unit he thought he could beat.

I find myself frowning,

“Junior Lansen. It won’t do you any good to be noticed by that human. Today, we’re going to the training ground outside the castle… … .”

Iodine came closer and whispered in my ear.

Iodine, who always values ​​manners, used the expression ‘that human’… … .

“But who are you? Lord Celsius? I think you are a blood relative of the Master… … .”

“That’s right. Lord Cassigier Celsius. He is the Master’s older brother. However, because his conduct is not very upright… … he is a person who is avoided even within the Knights Templar.”

Hoo… … . The Grand Duke had a brother who was a loser?

It certainly seemed like he was the type of person who would have no good things to do with anyone.

As I was about to turn around to leave after a quick glance at him, that greasy voice turned towards me this time.

“Huh? Wait. You! Russell? No, was it Lancel? You’re the one! This time, Lightena took you on as her disciple!”

Iodine, who was trying to pull me out, closed his eyes slightly.

I looked back slowly.

Lord Cassieger, his eyes wide open, approached me with a loud noise.

“This, this… …! You idiot! Where did you learn such manners, not greeting your teacher or uncle! Anyway, this is why you are such lowly people… …!”

Oh, this is already a headache.

I shook my head internally, but bowed politely on the outside.

“I apologize, Private. It seems you are having an important meeting, so I would be very rude to leave quietly without disturbing you.”

“Even the excuses are so cheap. Anyway… … . What on earth is Lightena thinking? Taking an unidentified vagrant as her disciple this time? Before, it was an orphan girl… … .”

wow.

I can definitely see why Iodine called him ‘that human’.

In just one word, you are full of disrespect towards the Archduke, and even contempt towards me and Iodin.

‘It’s annoying… … .’

Lawless Continent, Roberland. My temper is starting to rage as I’ve grown up fighting with guys who are called vassals of the Count but are actually no different from gangsters and robbers.