34 Ready (2).
[Physis's POV]
A month passed by very quickly. So far I did only one thing and that was to push myself and improve my skills.
As promised, my father kept practicing with , and because of that, my skills grew at a trendous pace. However, I didn't need to learn how to handle mana or skills from my father.
But, practicing with soone stronger than quickly showed what I was lacking, and pointed in the direction I needed to go.
I did not neglect the training of my body and mana and devoted my entire ti to training except for sleeping ti. Even though in the past training I didn't really get tired from pretty much anything. But now with my father, I too felt tired and usually fell asleep. And when I woke up, I went straight to the gymnasium again.
And just like that, the ti of one month had finally passed, and now none of Ortaires knights could beat anymore.
So during today's training, my father seriously looked at and took a pose. Seeing him like that, I too, took a stand against him.
'It has already been a month. I should be used to it now, but every ti I confront him, it feels new.'
The developnt was always the sa. Seonsaeng used a wooden sword for training. And I used a steel gauntlet.
[TL: Seonsaeng is the Korean word for addressing soone like a teacher. ]
I kicked off my feet and ran to my father.
A speed that couldn't be compared to a month ago.
The results of my training were so noticeable that I could tell just by running on the ground.
Perhaps my father also realized that he couldnt pass my blows carelessly anymore, so unlike before, when he swung roughly, he struck with a firm yet stable attitude.
-Kawangggg!
With the sound of wooden swords and steel gauntlets clashing, a strong shockwave ca out and spread around my father.
A different aspect than a month ago. I stretched out my fist and blocked my fathers outstretched sword. The advantage of martial arts was that the range of techniques that could be applied expanded as long as the distance was safe.
I tried to grab my fathers sword with my hand, but my father didnt take it easy either. In the interval when he took two steps back, my fathers sword regained freedom and again began to encircle .
I could clearly see the path of my fathers sword movents, but my body couldnt keep up with it. Even when I increased my speed with mana, I couldnt keep up.
The slow flow of several movents finally completed the sword master's drawing. I knew it was only a sword pointed at , but at least that was felt to .
That sword could be moved in any way and could change and adapt to any power. Perhaps, if I were my fathers enemy, and had moved one step further, my neck would have imdiately fallen off. Realizing that fact, I imdiately loosened my posture and said.
I lost.
Yes. Good work.
As expected, the title of swordmaster was not a title that could be obtained in months or days.
The body and skills that my father perfected through decades of training were impossible for to catch up with.
If I had the body of my previous life, I would have been able to overwhelm my father, but my current body was only trained for 4 months. There was no way I could catch up with him right now.
Moreover, my father still has a lot of energy left. The strength of the body, the total amount of mana, and purity were all far away from now, so I couldnt dare to look at them.
No matter how overwhelming talent was, even if it shortens the ti, decades of equally talented people could not be easily surpassed.
But I didnt regret it. It was natural. If I regret it, there wont be any improvent.
One can only improve when one realised and accepted their shortcomings and flaws.
It was rather good. Because now I had the conviction that I could beco stronger than I was.
However, it wont take long.
You found the gap. I cant believe it.
Yes, I saw it. But my body couldnt keep up.
If your body had been at a little higher level, you could have grabbed the sword. Thats enough. Probably, no matter who cos out in the great duel, they wont be able to surpass you.
But I am not going to let my guard down. The world is wide, and there are many strong people. There may be so variables.
Right. Aidens prestige has declined considerably, and it has beco a rchant family, but in the past, it was a family that produced noble knights. Its a great mindset.
Then we will finish our preparations and depart for Rodenov tomorrow. There are still three days until the great duel.
Yes. Do as you please.
Thank you, father. You really worked hard with .
My father nodded and went back to the office. I started packing right away.
'Finally tomorrow. Im heading to Rodenov.'
* * *[Adilun's POV]
It was a particularly cold day.
Today was the day when Physis warrior qualifications were going to be verified.
But sohow, my mood continued to be bad. Over the past months, everyone asked what was going on with my bad mood, but I simply replied that it was nothing.
Everyone was puzzled at how I, who had been lively just before National Foundation Day, had beco so gloomy, but when I shut my mouth without giving any reason, everyone just chose to leave alone.
In fact, both of our choices were right. My bad mood was all because of the dream and the insecurity that had settled in .
Those things, no matter what other people said, weren't helpful at all.
It was sothing I needed to control myself and overco, but I was just not able to do that.
What I had to do now was to control my emotions. Hiding insecurities, I forced my bad mood to hide.
After I had prepared myself ntally, Sarah ca to and inford that Physis had arrived.
Then, let's go, Sarah.
Yes, miss.
* * *
[Physis's POV]
Long ti no see. Adilun.
Yes.
Adilun, whom I hadnt seen in a month, sohow seed to have no energy. And thats not all. Not only did she have no energy, but she also looked depressed.
It seed like she was trying hard not to show it, but it was clear that sothing bad had happened to her recently.
Hey, Adilun?
Yes?
Is there sothing wrong? You dont look good.
It-its okay.
She hesitated a little.
It was clear that sothing had happened.
I dont think its okay.
Its okay.
Cool, yet determined eyes were directed at .
Even so, golden eyes showed uneasiness that could not be hidden. It was the eyes of a ruthless dragon that would not allow even a single question.
If so. Al-alright.
'What happened?' My expression automatically darkened.
Let's just go. Because my father is waiting for you.
Yes.
Adilun led to the gymnasium. At the gymnasium, the knights of Rodenov, including His Excellency Duke Johannes, stood in line.
Here you are.
Yes.
Did you train hard?
I did the best I could. My father helped a lot too. And He is also sure that with my skills, there will be no problem in the great duel.
At my seemingly bold words, His Excellencys eyes lit up.
Hoo! Giltheon said that.
Yes.
Tha's good. However, for Giltheons assurances to recognize you as the great warrior of Rodenov, the knights resistance will be considerable.
At that mont, along with the pressure, the knight's bloody hostility turned toward .
Although my relationship with Adilun had improved recently, from their point of view, I was still a disrespectful person who insulted the heir of the family.
Are you ready to take the test, Physis Ortaire?
I was prepared. The resolution was already made a long ti ago. If I hadnt been determined, I wouldnt have worked so hard for a month.
'However, was it necessary to point out such a fact?'
If one was determined, just one word was enough.
Yes.
Prepare. From now on, I will test you to see if you are worthy to be selected as the Great warrior of Rodenov.
I nodded at those words and put on my armant.
The test thod was simple.
It was to compete with the strongest knight that Rodenov boasts of.
If my level did not reach the standard set by them, I will have to pack my bags and return to Ortaire, and if I reach the standard, I will beco a warrior of Rodenov.
The simplest, most accurate way.
I didn't know how much of a reference point they had assigned to , but if there was one thing that was certain; It was that I will far exceed the standard set by them.
I put on the gauntlet in the middle of the gymnasium and finished arming myself.
My opponent was a middle-aged man with a sharp look.
The strongest knight in Rodenov, Sir Lucas Wintes.
He was otherwise called the Knight of Winter, and of course, he was not as powerful as my father, but he was a knight with great skills.
He imdiately looked at and gave off quite a nacing spirit.
Eventually, he raised his sword and took a stance.
Be ready!
He rushed at with elation.
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