9th Class Sword Master: The Guardian of the Sword Chapter 22

Episode 22

Episode 14. Knight’s match (3)

The drinking party that was supposed to be held while the barracks were being repaired continued all night. Dozens of empty bottles were rolling around on the floor of Yuma’s barracks.

“You’re actually at an age where you shouldn’t drink alcohol according to imperial law.”

Randell said.

“This is the age at which you can drink according to the laws of Haseo. The same goes for the magic law.”

“Is this the land of Haseo? Why is Matan here?”

“If you can’t even drink, I’ll just give the land to Haseo. I lost my job in the knight war.”

“This smells like a traitor.”

“Foolish bastards.”

It was a fun drinking party, even if it was just nonsense. It was not different from the appearance of a group of close friends gathering and having a chat.

In the end, Randel, who was drunk on the hundredth bottle, was the first to leave. Even the air in the barracks smelled like strong alcohol.

“That weak bastard.”

“Sir Randell is not glazed, Master.”

“If you think that he has to lead the Jacques family from now on, you have a lot to worry about. Just adopt yourself, and when I get older or die, Zach will be the head.”

“This is my post as captain of the Fuang Merchant Guard. For the time being.”

Duran groaned and stood up.

Even though 50 of the hundred bottles of wine went down Duran’s throat, the color of his face did not change.

“Training will start in two hours. Six days until the article exhibition. For the rest of the period, I will teach you how to use your Aura.”

“All right.”

Yuma closed his eyes for a while and then looked for his teacher again.

Duran took Yuma and left the imperial barracks. Yuma rode the horse with wide eyes.

The endless green plains of Yonar.

There was no better ground to practice auror handling than here.

“You are blessed with an Auror. Do you know the difference between mana and aura?”

said Duran, who got off his horse.

“I know.”

Mana was a power that drew the intangible power that existed in nature and made it tangible. It was for this reason

that people often

mistook a wizard who had attained the level of ‘possessor of infinite mana’.

On the contrary, Aura is a power that comes from the body and mind.

So, people who can feel the power of nature well are classed as wizards, and those who use their own power well are classed as unmanned vessels.

“But sometimes there are beings who ignore those laws. Whether it be an ogre, a dragon, or a human like me. In particular, ogres had powers such as calamity. It’s to the point where a thick aura always flows in my veins.”

“Hugo caught it alone.”

“I can do it too man. It’s because His Majesty ordered us not to.”

Yuma looked at Duran with a doubtful expression.

“And you too get warm when you use your aura. Do you know what this means?”

“Does that mean that the aura also flows through my body?”

“It means that if you operate your aura, it will happen instantaneously. It took me ten years to get to that stage.”

“I’ve been holding a sword since I was eight, so I’m less than ten years old.”

“I learned from the geniuses of the Zach family, and you learned from a wandering swordsman named Hakara. Your shell is human, but your veins and heart are not much different from those of a dragon.”

“I knew I was great, but I didn’t expect it to be that great.”

“You don’t eat anything for the next six days.”

It was a sudden story.

Yuma knew how to tell his master to catch a few rabbits and eat them first. Because I ate so much wine yesterday and couldn’t even get rid of it.

“Really? 6 days? Did you change your direction to starve to death?”

“What do you see under your feet?”

“I see grass.”

Wild grasses were sprouting everywhere. The grass in the field swayed restlessly, like a whisper, following the wind across the plain.

“How many blades of grass do you think there will be?”

“I can’t count.”

“You make it count. With your eyes closed.”

“Ha…

Duran grinned.

“You have to close your eyes and count the blades of grass one by one with your aura.”

Putting an aura on a sword was possible for anyone, even if not a genius, with long hours of training. It was because he was able to imitate even the head of the world like Mero.

The hands are the most used part of the human body. Of course, it was the most suitable part to use as a passage to release the aura.

But what about the soles? It wasn’t a body that felt as many sensations as the hands.

He had to go through the soles of his feet to wrap his aura in the blades of grass while standing. Up to this point, Yuma seemed to be able to do something.

Sword spear ax and tons of other weapons.

Weapons usually have an intuitive appearance unless they have a special shape.

Weapons made to kill an opponent don’t have to be complicated.

The simpler the object, the easier it was to inject the aura.

But the grass is small, thin and weak.

Not only is it not easy to put on an aura, but even a slight misadjustment will cause it to break. In addition, it is constantly moving, being shaken by the wind.

Isn’t it really different from the story of drawing a perfect still life painting with a brush between your toes and blindfolded?

“Are you crazy?”

“A little bit. I think you can believe it only after seeing Master’s example.”

“Like the Hugo story, you tend to underestimate your mentor.”

Duran took a step back and closed his eyes.

Yuma couldn’t believe what he saw.

From the place where Duran was standing, to the other side of the plain that could be reached by running for a long time.

Each blade of grass, enveloped in aura, began to stand upright.

When Duran finished concentrating, the land they were standing on looked like the middle of the clear sea rather than a plain. That was truly spectacular.

“I, not Hugo, am the strongest in history. Do you understand?”

“Uh… well. I respect you, Master.”

Yuma felt as if he had opened his eyes to a new world.

“Battle your hunger for six days and then come and talk. Until your body is wholly yours.”

Duran returned to the barracks with his two horses.

Yuma was determined to faithfully fulfill Duran’s orders.

‘I can’t even imagine how Duran would have fought during the Dragon Horse War.

As for the demon generals who killed Duran. It’s good that you came.’

On the first day, Yuma felt hungry for the first time in a while.

Memories of my childhood crawling through the ruins to live as an orphan came to mind. If Haka hadn’t taken himself, he would have died right away.

At night, it felt like a cold wind was blowing right through my sore throat.

On the second day, hundreds of blades of grass could not stand the aura and were broken.

I was hungry for water because I had put dirt on my neck. Welcome and hallucinations began.

Yuma didn’t think he was starting this crazy thing.

On the third day, Yuma mistook himself for being a stone statue.

A heat aura was wrapped around one blade of grass.

On the fourth day a herd of plains bison passed Yuma.

Even as the bison herd passed by, Yuma did not open her eyes.

On the fifth day, the endless hallucinations and visions ended.

Yuma thought he was dead. There was no sensation in the body.

On the sixth day, Yuma collapsed unconscious.

And after an hour, Duran came to Yuma. Yuma was lying on the plain like a corpse.

Near the spot where Yuma had fallen, the grass about three feet away was imbued with an aura. It was twice as much as Duran had predicted.

‘Despite losing consciousness, the aura is moving according to Yuma’s will.’

Duran lifted Yuma and put it over his horse. Even after Yuma and Duran left, the aura wrapped around the blade of grass remained for a long time.

“I think this guy is dead?

What did you do?”

Randell put his finger on Yuma’s nose and said. I couldn’t feel my breath at all.

“You can’t imagine what this kid has brought to life.”

“No matter what you realize, it is useful only if you are alive.”

“Bring something that arrived from the capital.”

Duran slapped Randel on the back of the head and said.

At the same time as Yuma came and started training, Duran sent a letter to the capital. He said he needs a barrel of ogre blood.

Ogre blood was more valuable than magic stones used as research materials for mages.

So it was subject to special management and it was not easy to find.

However, as soon as Empress Asuka Rose received the letter, she sought ogre blood and sent it to Yonir Plains. It was because it was a request from Duran Jacques, not from anyone else.

The Empress loved Duran Jacques the most among her subjects.

* * * “By the way, why did Lord Duran suddenly ask for ogre blood? Do you ever need it on a battlefield, not in a lab?”

The second princess, Hella Roze, asked Asuka Roze.

“He said he should feed someone.”

“Was the ogre’s blood a health food in the form of a drink?”

“It might be so by the standards of unmanned people.”

“Even by uninhabited standards, it is not food. No matter how Lord Lee Duran may be, ogre blood is a very precious spiritual creature. No one other than the Duke of Duran can siphon off the treasury for reasons that are unclear.”

“It is noisy. I’m tired, don’t ask more.”

Hella Rose stepped back with a pouty expression.

‘An ogre’s blood isn’t something worth a penny or two. When Prince Duran comes, I’ll have to check where he used it.’

Hella decided to calm her anger by taking a walk in the central garden of the imperial castle.

* * * “Uncle, isn’t that… ogre blood?”

“Shh.”

After laying Yuma in the commander’s barracks, Duran took out the ogre’s blood.

“What are you going to do with it?”

“quietly. Be quiet man.”

When Duran opened the bottle cap, a warm air spread inside the commander’s tent in an instant. It was the aura of ogre blood.

clunky.

Duran didn’t hesitate and let the ogre’s blood flow down Yuma’s throat.

“He’s dead Uncle. Can’t you admit it? I’m sad too, but there’s no need to throw away that precious thing.”

From Ascalon to ogre blood.

They were items worth about a small country. Randell looked down at the ground with a gloomy expression.

“Duraaan!”

Randell was startled and hit his butt. It was Yuma’s shout.

“Oh man, what is this! Did your uncle learn black magic?”

this is real Why are you waking up screaming my very deathly love?

Say your name.”

Yuma woke up after crossing the boundary between life and death with hatred for Duran. Yuma realized that he was alive and regained his composure.

“Have I been successful?”

“Well, okay.”

He replied with a cold face, but in fact, Duran felt like hugging his pupil and dancing right away.

Yuma recognized a new power he had never felt before stirring his body. My body was in perfect condition more than ever.

“I feel like Master can win.”

“Crazy. Don’t mess around and get armed. It’s time to go fight with General Haseo-guk.”

Randell was just bewildered.

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