Episode 101
EPISODE.51
Kwajeok-!
With an explosion of drinking, Russell’s model cut through the air like a broken pendulum.
thump thump
It flew up to the wall and crashed into it, resounding with a heavy sound, and soon after, Russell tumbled to the floor.
“Kkeok…”
The breath was choking, and the words didn’t come out properly.
‘…even if it was blocked, this much of a shock?’
What was even more surprising was that the spearhead made of iron was completely bent even though it only blocked the fist.
It’s too strong to be considered a human body made of cloth.
‘I don’t know if it’s delicacy or air power, but the destructive power of one blow is higher than McRae Hughes.’
Russell gripped his chest, feeling his fingertips tremble.
The bone didn’t seem to be broken, but the throbbing pain continued to creep up a little while ago.
“hmm.”
On the other hand, Gillian Person, who pushed Russell, did not lose a single breath, let alone a single hair loss.
Of course, if Russell had used magic, the situation would have been a little different.
‘I’m sure it’s just a little bit…’
Russell asked, clasping his ribs and straightening his wobbly legs.
“How is it.”
The reason Russell didn’t use magic was simple.
Today’s place was not to evaluate his fighting ability, but purely to test his spearmanship ability.
“Hmm.”
At Russell’s question, Gillian nodded and wiped his chin, then opened his mouth.
“Even with empty words, it is difficult to say that he is excellent at martial arts. Oh, of course, that doesn’t mean it’s going to fall.”
To put it mildly, it is slightly better than Beomjae.
‘There are many advantages.’
First of all, the concentration was excellent.
‘Even while being hit by the attack, he didn’t take his eyes off me, let alone close his eyes. Rather, I tried to read the next move.’
The ability to dig in between breaths and breaths, perhaps because of his rich experience, was also quite outstanding.
‘Well, McRae Hughes. I survived the battle with that fucking bastard.’
If you lack experience, it would be rather absurd.
And Russell’s greatest strength, he judged, was his flexible thinking.
‘I don’t know if it’s because I’m a wizard or if it’s my natural nature.’
Proof of this is that spears were thrown from quite unexpected angles and directions even during the actual sparring.
‘Of course, the movement hasn’t been completed yet because of the lack of knowledge about martial arts.’
With a little bit of care, you can achieve explosive growth through this flexibility.
‘Wouldn’t it be fun to watch?’
Thinking so, Gillian asked Russell.
“Is there anything else you’d like to ask?”
“…you tell me.”
The throbbing pain was still there, but Russell frowned and opened his mouth.
“It’s nothing special, just the basic spearmanship you’ve learned. Have you ever been guided by someone?”
While questioning why he was asking about the history of being taught so suddenly, Russell answered.
“doesn’t exist.”
“I mean, I learned it on my own while reading basic spearmanship books…”
He must have made his own interpretation and analysis in the process. Perhaps the flexible way of thinking stemmed from that.
“Then, the basic training method itself will remain the same. Analyze and learn the lancebook yourself. If you want to go down the wrong path, let me point it out.”
There was also the possibility of fixing the accident itself if it was messed with.
“You can choose the spearmanship book you need to learn yourself from my library.”
He was a guy who had learned the basics of spearmanship by analyzing and ripping it here and there.
If that extraordinary head is real, it should be possible to find the spearmanship that suits you.
Thinking so, Gillian grinned and added, revealing the dry teeth.
“Oh, of course it’s not free.”
“…?”
“Once that week. I’ll guide you, and after that, you’ll have a fight with our kids.”
“You mean to stick together?”
“Shouldn’t our children also experience a battle with a wizard at least once? Of course, if you come forward seriously, how many guys will you be able to deal with-”
It was a request to help him accumulate experience in battles with wizards at his discretion.
‘hmm.’
At those words, Russell also nodded as he had something in his head.
“All right. Instead, I have one favor to ask of you.”
“ask?”
“yes.”
Eventually, after hearing Russell’s request, Gillian made a strange face for a while.
“That too-.”
Then he smiled, revealing his white dry teeth.
“-That sounds like a pretty interesting idea.”
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After Russell’s guidance, Vinsen returned to the gymnasium and sharpened his sword.
It wasn’t long before Gillian Person contacted me.
‘What’s going on?’
As he tilted his head and headed for the first gymnasium, the meeting place, he saw several knights besides himself arriving.
Among them, there are five second-class knights like Vinsen, six third-class knights…
‘Are the rest fourth-class knights?’
Cheek-!
The 3rd and 4th class knights who discovered him all bowed in unison and nodded appropriately, and Vinsen joined the group of 2nd class knights like himself.
“Are you here?”
“It’s a little late.”
“It is not too late because the lord of the castle has not yet come.”
One of the knights who was greeting and observing the surroundings asked him.
“Rather than that, does the lord of the castle know anything about why he summoned us?”
“Well…”
He muttered in a tone of lack of confidence, tilting his head with his tail blurred.
“Maybe it’s because of Lord Russell.”
“Sir Russell…”
“Are you referring to the wizard who blew off McRae Hughes’ arm?”
“That’s right. I am the one who escorted Sir Russell to the Lord’s office at lunchtime today.”
“Oh, then, let me tell you a little about it. Are you really that young as rumored?”
“There are rumors that it breathes fire from its mouth, is that true?”
Vinsen made a puzzled expression at the questions that were flocking to him.
No matter what, you’re breathing fire from your mouth.
No, there might be such magic, but whatever. The moment just before such an uproar.
Beep, beep, beep, beep.
Someone entered the gymnasium. It was not one person, but two people, Gillian Perlson and Russell.
“Everyone has gathered.”
“Meet the lord!”
Cheek-!
As if they had been chatting for a while, the knights of the Fall Achievement saluted all at once.
Standing the sword vertically and bringing it in front of the eyes, it was a military rite without even the slightest deviation.
Gillian, who was roughly treated, looked around at them and said.
“There are several reasons for calling you here today, but let’s introduce the people first.”
He tapped Russell on the shoulder with the palm of his hand, as large as a casting pot.
“The divinity of the topic, Count Russell Raymond.”
“This is Russell Raymond.”
As soon as the introduction was over, the eyes of the knights all turned to Russell.
‘That young man is a rumor-.’
‘As rumor has it, the red eyes and black hair are impressive, but…
‘
It didn’t take long for a sense of awe to dwell in the eyes as if looking at a mysterious creature.
Perhaps it was because of the unique culture of knights that respected the strong.
The funny thing is that it didn’t take long for that look to change.
“Starting today, once a week, you guys will take turns sparring with this friend. The number of sparring is two per person. Of course, one of them will be fought without using magic or aura swords.”
“-!”
Their eyes suddenly changed at Gillian’s words, and they murmured in surprise.
I could understand the fact that they had to do sparring for the battle experience against the wizard, but…
‘Because it wouldn’t make sense for a wizard and a knight not to use magic while competing.’
It was this sparring that Russell asked Gillian.
The reason for this request was simple.
‘Salting with Auror practitioners is a good experience, but-.’
Because if he only used magic, his skills in spearmanship, which he needed, would not increase.
“i look forward to.”
As if it was not a big deal, Russell lowered his head slightly, and the knights showed their eyes on fire.
The reason for this was that they couldn’t keep their eyes on them in surprise if it was the wizard who was at a disadvantage from anyone’s point of view.
Reading the atmosphere, Gillian smiled faintly and took a step back.
Looking back at the knights of the Fall, he shouted.
“Now then, who will be the first to show off their skills?”
One of the 4th class knights who exchanged glances at the cry of the castle lord stepped forward.
“This is Baskin, a 4th-class knight of Fall Achievement. It is an honor to present the sword to the rumored hero.”
As soon as he stepped out, a green spear appeared in front of Russell’s eyes.
[Mission]
Sparring with the Fall Achievement Knights.
Defeat the Knights of Fall Achievement through Dalian and win a streak.
Rewards are added according to the number of consecutive wins.
The number of winning streaks resets each week at the start of a match.
[Reward]
Lesser Magic Stone (Edible) x Number of Winning Streaks.
Lesser Magic Stones These days, it’s not such a great level of reward.
However, the advantage of this mission was that it could be repeated every week.
‘If the number increases, it won’t be a small amount.’
Because there was also a saying, “Taesan, gathering dust.”
“This is Russell Raymond.”
Russell introduced himself once again and opened the inventory.
chuck.
Before coming to the gymnasium, I took out the long spear I had borrowed from Gillian.
As if in response, a man named Baskin pulled out his sword.
It was a bastard sword that could switch between one and both hands as needed.
Sreureung-.
The sound of the sword coming out of the scabbard resonated quite sharply.
It was just a simple exit action, but somehow it felt theft.
It was a straight movement, as if measured with a ruler that could only be found in a swordsmanship textbook. But why?
Going beyond thinking that it was worth trying and even thinking that it was worth winning enough.
Anger-.
The energy of the Overlord and the Wizard Body began to swirl along the whole body, and at the same time the hot energy spread to the fingertips and toes.
“Difference!”
Baskin galloped toward Russell.
and-.
Kang kak kak gagak!
Less than three sums passed, bang!
Baskin’s body, which had been thrown out with the explosion, was scattered across the gymnasium.
Chuck after.
A sharp blade was pointed at his neck as he fell.
“…huh!!”
A heavy silence fell over the gymnasium.
dragon-swallowed wizard
