Sword Master Who Leapt Through Time - Chapter 33



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#33 Week 1

“Wow~ Good!”

Daisy ran up the hill with her arms outstretched. She looked really excited.

“Sir! This is really too much! Did you come here to enjoy this place all by yourself?!”

It’s the old man again.

Luckily, Sea subdued Daisy.

“daisy.”

Look at me, look at me. You were rude to me! You can’t do anything to Se-ah. All you do is call her name and look at her, and she loses her temper…

“Hmm… … No, it’s that good.”

Daisy ran back up the hill as if she was running away.

But Daisy has a point too.

I think it was a good idea for us to come out together.

After spending every day filled with blood, sweat and tears, it feels good to come out like this.

“It is rare to find such a well-preserved stone monument!”

The archaeologist, wearing a short-sleeved shirt and glasses, looked very excited.

The reason we went on this trip abroad was actually because of this person’s discovery.

A stone monument discovered near the Glowing Steel ruins.

Unlike other stone steles where the letters were mostly blurred and unreadable, this one was perfectly preserved.

So I was curious. What was it about?

I wanted to check for myself to see if it contained news of people I knew.

“Ancient magic is truly mysterious. How can such a powerful barrier still remain in the air after ten thousand years?”

What he said was a strong barrier.

It was a huge ‘surface’ that completely covered the front of the stone monument and extended far to the left and right.

When I tried to pass through that surface, for some reason everything fell apart.

The leaves crumble and the stones slowly crumble.

At first, it was said that a person was injured while approaching to take a rubbing.

But, in fact, it wasn’t something like a barrier.

Because it was clearly written on the tombstone.

[Luceras calendar year 4691. Archduke Raitena Celsius struck down the disaster that had descended near Glowing Steel with a single sword. The trajectory of that sword is marked with this stone monument, so anyone who sees it should be careful when approaching.]

Archduke Lightena.

Our teacher.

I quietly enjoyed the goosebumps running down my spine.

‘So… … this is the sword of the greatest swordsman in the ancient world… … ?’

I have never seen his true strike.

The sword he showed?

It was just a joke to him.

He was the world’s only grand master.

Knowing how to use the Heart Sword.

‘When it comes to the examination of the mind… … this kind of thing is possible… … .’

Perhaps the reason he didn’t show it to me was because I thought I wouldn’t understand it even if I saw it.

Passs …

When he held the aura in his hand and brought it to the tombstone, even the aura scattered like dust and flew away.

“haha…….”

I couldn’t believe that the trajectory created by a single sword from 10,000 years ago still had this kind of power, so I ended up laughing in vain.

This is the pinnacle of ancient swordsmanship.

It’s so creepy,

I want this so badly.

As if goosebumps were running down my spine, my mind was made up on its own.

‘I need to train harder.’

Me too, my younger siblings too. Let’s work harder!

Ancient swordsmanship… … is the future!

“Huh… …? Doesn’t it feel like it’s gotten cold all of a sudden?”

“Um… … . Why?”

Daisy. Sea.

These quick-witted guys.

* * *

‘Why did I decide to do this… … .’

Rivera Pietro deeply regretted his decision.

The root of the problem was that I felt envious of the Lanzen family who trained hard every morning.

In his eyes, Lansen is one of the ten strongest people in the entire continent of Robertland.

Training from such a strong person… … What a great blessing this is!

‘Are you crazy… … .’

This was the result of that absurd idea.

Instead of a morning where you wake up slowly, walk around the crowd, and crack jokes, a morning filled with excruciating pain.

“One. Two. One. Two.”

A continuous stream of shouts.

Everyone swung their swords to the command.

In Rivera’s case, he pulled the bowstring.

You might ask, what’s so hard about that? But if you’re wearing custom-made, ridiculously heavy armor, and carrying a custom-made, ridiculously heavy sword or bow, and you’re not even using an auror, then it’s a different story.

“Haak! Haak! Haaaak!”

Gasps for breath could be heard from all directions.

In fact, Rivera couldn’t even tell if the sound was coming from his own mouth or from someone next to him.

Because both my body and mind had long since reached their limits.

“Rivera! Your heart is bent!”

Bam!

His yaksha-like master would not tolerate even the slightest trickery.

Every time my posture was off, the black sword would fly in like a ghost and strike my scalp, calves, and shoulders without fail.

I was sick.

Every time I got hit, it hurt so much I screamed, “Ah!”

This is a game of balance between pain and suffering.

Would you rather endure the mental and physical pain of maintaining perfect posture, or would you rather endure the terrible beatings that follow a broken posture?

As I struggled and struggled on that scale, every second was hell.

‘I… … this… … ! Why!!!’

Rivera drew back the bowstring, groaning inwardly.

* * *

Rivera and her groaning brothers.

But do you know? At this very moment, I am the one who is more tense and focused than anyone else.

‘You have to do it right, without missing an inch.’

The key is to push your body to its limits.

Because the body, once it has reached its limit, will use all means possible to alleviate the pain.

The important thing at this time is to thoroughly monitor your posture so that it does not become distorted.

If you’re not careful, you may end up developing bad posture to avoid immediate pain.

“Sea! Your butt is gone!”

Crack!

He carried a flexible sword and struck the thighs, backs, and sometimes the crowns of those who were out of alignment.

If you want to realize with your body, not your head, whether your posture is wrong or not, a whip is the best.

“Shut up!”

Sea grits her teeth and adjusts her posture again.

That’s right, this is it.

As the body, which wants to somehow relieve its pain, finds the optimal movement, a sincere conversation between the sword and the body finally begins.

That’s how you get one step closer to the swordsman.

“Come on! There’s one more set left! Growth starts at the limit! It starts now. It starts now!”

Just one step beyond the limit.

I squeezed my younger siblings until the end.

This is the fastest way to improve your skills.

In fact, the Horizon Knights of Archduke Lightena also trained in this way.

However, I added one more step to it.

‘The problem is that humans are adaptable animals.’

Let’s say there is a tester who has mastered the perfect posture. Then, can that tester become a low-level expert who can talk to the spirit of the sword?

My answer was no.

Of course it could be done.

Later on.

The reason it didn’t work right away was because of ‘adaptation’.

The optimization discovered through repeated practice in a set position is nothing more than a dead optimization that is completely fixed within that framework.

When you actually fight, do you get hit by your sword in that position?

There are times when you need to extend your sword further even if your posture collapses a bit, and there are also times when you need to fight with your posture completely collapsed.

So, if you have engraved a certain posture into your body… …then you have to break it.

Instead, it fills in the flexibility.

A new tension in a relaxed posture!

There is only one way.

“Okay! Set complete! Okay, let’s go!”

He raised his sword and jumped into the midst of his exhausted and worn-out disciples.

Everyone was terrified.

“Ugh! Again?!”

“You lost when you first started! You lost again?!”

This is all my deep intention to give you agile flexibility!

Zzz! Zzz! Zzz!

I hit the kids who were trying to fight back, even though their arms were shaking.

Strike with a sword and send him flying, trip him and knock him down, and beat him.

Every moment, every moment, he was defeated and beaten in a new way.

I intentionally hit the kids who were blocking poorly more.

chamberlain,

Kids like Catch Soroa.

“Can’t stop it? Can’t stop it? Can’t stop this too?!”

No enthusiasm?

That could be the case.

But as long as we are alive, we must have a survival instinct.

“Ugh! Ow! Kwak! Kwaaak!”

As he began to focus on the fight, Catch’s eyes began to look more and more venomous. His movements became more and more nimble.

Yeah! This is it! Catch! You can do it!

When it gets moderately hot, change the target and hit again.

In the meantime, it is basic to ward off and easily dodge the attacks of children who rush towards you while swearing.

Even though I was busy moving around like this, I continued to teach in detail without stopping.

“Martial arts were originally created to avoid being hit. In other words, if you get hit, you can encounter the essence of martial arts!”

You can also meet the Sword Spirit like that.

Boom! Bam!

Today’s morning practice was peaceful as well.

* * *

Knight Burson was confused.

‘Is this right…?’

He currently serves as the commander-in-chief of the Yeongji Army.

He was in charge of training the Yeongji Army, which consisted of approximately 7,000 troops, including experts, including the existing 3,500 troops and approximately 3,400 new recruits.

There was no one more suitable for the job.

As the commander of the Royal Guard, he was a famous general who led thousands of guards and defeated the Imperial Army several times.

There was nothing he didn’t have in his head, from various tactics and strategies to combat techniques and training curricula for each branch of the military. Each and every one of them was an elite level of knowledge that was rare even on the entire continent.

But even for such an experienced Burson, this was the first time he had felt this way.

“Here is the curriculum. The most important thing is to have each unit learn their respective weapon techniques and rituals, such as shield and spear techniques. That alone must be taught to the bone.”

It happened at the moment when he was conveying the training plan to the instructor, that is, Rivera, the masters, and the ladies.

“Oh.”

“Huh?”

“No technology and rituals?”

“That sounds fun.”

The instructors who received Burson’s words were in a dark and gloomy state.

Seething life.

It was not the kind of fighting spirit a soldier would display.

To use an analogy,

Yes. The kind of madness that a great massacrer would display, like a king or emperor who would burn down a city or two.

“Don’t worry, sir. I’ll definitely take care of it.”

A cruel darkness descended upon the face of Katrina, who had taken on the role of chief instructor.

“It sounds like a lot of fun.”

“I can’t believe I can share what I’ve learned. I’m so happy.”

After that, Rivera, Sea, and others began to emit a dark aura.

Gulp.

Burson, who felt somehow nervous, just swallowed dry saliva.

A moment later, screams echoed from the training ground they had left.

Burson stood up quietly, closed the window tightly, and poured a cup of freshly brewed, hot, smoky coffee.

Black smoke filling the cup.

Horuk – When you drink it, the black smoke disappears through your nose, leaving behind a strong scent and a bitter taste. And the thick liquid at the bottom of the cup leaves a soft yet deep savory taste in your mouth.

Infinitely peaceful,

It was quiet.

‘I will never look out the window.’

Burson vowed.

When I saw that murderous atmosphere earlier, I felt like I wanted to stop the instructors the moment I looked out the window.

I didn’t want to do that.

‘Young ladies, you should relieve some stress too… … .’

Burson knew very well what kind of grueling training he was undergoing every morning these days.

‘I don’t know. I don’t know anything.’

He faithfully turned a blind eye to the soldiers’ suffering.

Fortunately, the soundproof windows provided a peaceful quiet inside his office.

“Did you know?! Martial arts were originally created to avoid being hit!”

Until Katrina’s voice broke through even the soundproof window.

Burson quickly downed another cup of smoked coffee and closed his eyes.

“I don’t know… … .”

Muttered softly.

* * *

It’s been four weeks since basic training.

Mr. Burson and his brothers performed the training mission I gave them more than perfectly.

Seeing the soldiers who had transformed into elite soldiers in just four weeks made me feel full even without eating.

I would have liked to continue training like this, but… … unfortunately, I no longer had the luxury of doing so.

“The number of demons has increased to a dangerous level. We are currently protecting the trade route with temporarily hired warriors, but if we leave it like this, a wave may occur.”

Rivera warned the wave.

The demons usually lived in territories and fought among themselves.

However, as their numbers grow, their areas overlap, and they encounter each other more frequently, at some point a huge change occurs.

Just stop fighting and rush in together to kill only humans.

That’s the wave.

If you live in Roverland, you can’t help but know.

Because the continent where legends of a city destroyed by waves were scattered everywhere was none other than Roberland.

This was followed by Sea’s warning.

“I didn’t say anything because training can’t be rushed, but at least the subjugation needs to be done quickly.”

What the guy pointed out was another point different from Monster Wave.

“The King of Wind is making unusual moves. He is recruiting warriors on a large scale… … If we’re not careful, Kashu City could be taken over.”

“Cash?”

Where are you aiming?

I killed the Blood Count Dulkashu and brought Kashu to such a state that he barely managed to subdue me?

“Yes. Because the King of the Winds’ long-cherished wish is to take control of Kinalosi and Kashushi.”

“… …Was it like that?”

“If he gets these two cities under his control, he will have complete control over the trade route leading up to the northwestern part of Robertland. Then it will be no different from subjugating the entire Norberg.”

Norberge is a general term for the northwestern part of Robertland.

Kushan City, Kash City, and Kinalo City were all cities located at the entrance to Norberg.

“Until now, even the Storm King could not covet Kinalo. Kinalo, the city of magicians, had a powerful military force of its own, but other cities formed military alliances with Kinalo to keep the Storm King in check.”

“… … The biggest allies among them were Ksias and Dulkashu.”

“That’s right. It’s your turn next, Kinalo.”

“But they both died.”

“Yes. A power vacuum. If I were the King of the Storm, I wouldn’t miss this opportunity. I would definitely try to subjugate Kinalo and Kashu.”

“I know what you’re talking about.”

“If we want to achieve the Three Battles Plan… … we must first take care of Kinalo and Kashu. That is the prerequisite for defeating the Gale King and conquering Ailun.”

In the end, Sea’s request was simple.

We will finish the subjugation of the demons as quickly as possible.

After that, we will attack Kashu and Kinalo faster than the Gale King.

“Yes. However, if it doesn’t work out with Kinalo, then let’s at least form an alliance.”

“check.”

“So… how long will it take to subdue the demons? Can you shorten it to two weeks?”

Sea’s voice was cautious as she asked.

You know too. How ridiculous a time like two weeks is.

Normally, it takes four weeks to subdue demons, but now, due to the subdue being postponed, there are more demons overflowing.

2 weeks. That’s ridiculous.

however,

You said you could lose Kashish?

“1 week.”

I can’t stand seeing that.

Sea’s eyes widened slightly at my firm answer. It was quite an expression of emotion for a guy like that.

“Is that… possible?”

He reaches out and ruffles the boy’s blue hair.

Se-ah, you may be smart, but you can’t come close to me in devising military strategies.

How thoroughly Mr. Burson taught me.

How many demon subjugations have you carried out while rolling under Ksias?

“Enough. One week.”

of course,

It won’t be easy.

no,

It must be hell.

*Red is the main trade route

*Purple is a relatively small trade route