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Swordsmanship Skill

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“Elt-sama will win. No matter how many times we do this.” (Stella)

The muscular knight, Radan, was speechless.

That cannot be.

He forced himself to restrain from shouting roughly.

Radan knew. The new Commander-to-be, Berzel Nagash, had been a fierce warrior who graduated top of the knight course at the noble academy. He understood how much talent and training it required.

Born as the fourth son of a viscount, Radan had climbed the knight ranks with all his might. He understood the path of the knight was not sweet, even for a great noble. That was due to the responsibilities given to knights. Knights protected the borders and slew monsters that adventurers feared. Those were not wrong. The work generally known as knight’s duties was roughly such things. However, the true role was completely different.

When an evil noble appeared, knights arrested that noble on the orders of the state. That was the secret true duty of knights. If mana was equal, courage and martial arts decided life or death. Knights thought and trained like that. For that reason, it was impossible.

Commander Berzel falling behind in a simple sword fight…

However, the scene Radan saw next exceeded his imagination.

 

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In Radan’s understanding, Commander Berzel’s sword style was rational and powerful. If compared, it was like a snake crawling on the ground stealthily, then swallowing its prey at once. Normally calm, but terrifyingly fierce when necessary.

Against such Berzel, Elt was a head shorter and physically more than one size smaller. He had probably practiced swordsmanship as a hobby, but he should not have been able to compete. However, it was different.

Elt’s sword looked slow but skillfully deflected Berzel’s attacks. No matter how many times Berzel tried, his attacks were diverted, and before he noticed, Elt’s sword was pressed against Berzel’s throat. It was like a snake’s twisting body avoiding a wild bird’s claw.Berzel’s attacks did not land properly.

Had Elt trained somewhere?

Radan did not know.

Even if so, Elt was said to be only 15 years old this year. When Radan was the same age, he was nowhere near this level. He could never win a straight duel against an active knight commander.

What kind of natural talent was this?

“Commander….” (Radan)

Radan’s voice lacked strength when calling.

He could not believe it. However, the scene in front of him was fact. What was more surprising was that Berzel was smiling. He was really enjoying losing. He did not look frustrated about losing to his younger brother, nor jealous of his talent.

After Elt pressed his sword five times and reset, Berzel sat down heavily. Radan finally managed to speak as calmly as possible.

“Did you know this would happen?” (Radan)

“Gahaha, you are sharp. That is correct… No, I had some hope of winning. I thought maybe with battle experience…” (Berzel)

“Nii-san, what is this…?” (Elt)

Elt looked confused. His face showed he himself could not believe the result.

“A long time ago, I trained you, didn’t I? I lost then…” (Berzel)

“You were holding back at that time, right?” (Elt)

“No, I was fairly serious.” (Berzel)

Berzel said sharply.

“At that time, pride prevented me from saying it clearly… but looking back, I was completely defeated. Our difference has not changed since then. That is all.” (Berzel)

“…No one said such a thing at home.” (Elt)

“Your teacher was a bit of a strange knight. Strong, but probably did not say that.” (Berzel)

Radan felt some understanding.

Even with martial talent, some did not pursue the knight path. Many knights were those without prospects for advancement in noble society. Being a great noble and a knight captain like Berzel was exceptional. Probably the Nagash Household did not intend to make Elt a knight. That was understandable.

With such mana and village-building skills, would he become a knight for a salary like Radan?

“…I am sorry.” (Berzel)

Berzel bowed his head deeply while sitting.

 

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I was confused.

Winning a match that should be impossible, and Berzel bowing his head…

“What is going on?” (Elt)

I sat down heavily before Berzel.

“It is about my mother. I knew she was harsh on you.” (Berzel)

I controlled the expression that was about to frown. Each of our brothers had different mothers. Among them, only my mother was troubled, or rather, she was no longer alive. Probably her origin had problems. That was why I was treated coldly at home.

“Raise your head, stand up.” (Elt)

I knew Berzel did not harbor bad feelings toward me. He was the only one who trained me in swordsmanship among the family. If I had not regained memories of my previous life, I could not have accepted this honestly. But now, I was quite mature mentally. However, Berzel did not raise his head.

For Berzel to lower his head to me, who was ten years younger, must have required great resolve. I wanted to believe so.

“Raise your head, Nii-san.” (Elt)

He came closer and gently placed a hand on my shoulder.

Then finally, Berzel-niisan raised his face.

 

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After that, I talked a little with Berzel-niisan while going to the second square. Mostly about Dia. I basically had to explain it straightforwardly. He tilted his head but accepted it for now.

“I see, from an egg… then she is family. Gahaha, I never thought I would get along with my wife, but it is not bad after all. When work settles down, I will bring my wife and daughter.” (Berzel)

“…I do not think noblewomen will enjoy much.” (Elt)

“Cockatrice is her favorite, so it should be fine. She has many stuffed animals…” (Berzel)

“Ah, I see…” (Elt)

The second square was a riot. In the center of the square, they spread cloths and were lavishly eating and drinking. Dia, Marcosias, and Wood were gathered in a corner.

Marcosias lay on her back on cotton… her belly was quite swollen.

She looks like she ate too much…?

“Maru-chan, are you okay piyo?” (Dia)

“Ugh, I ate too much…” (Marcosias)

“One whole ham was too much piyo…” (Dia)

“I heard it was all-you-can-eat… I had to do it!” (Marcosias)

“Don’t think that piyo…” (Dia)

“Ugo-ugo, challenger!” (Wood)

Marcosias was being petted by Wood and Dia.

Dia was quietly eating almonds.

“Sorry, we just returned.” (Elt)

Dia immediately ran up to me and Stella.

“Tou-sama, Kaa-sama! Welcome back piyo!” (Dia)

“Ugo-ugo, welcome back!” (Wood)

“Did you eat? If not, let’s eat together piyo!” (Dia)

“Didn’t Dia already eat?” (Stella)

“I ate a little piyo, but I can still eat more piyo!” (Dia)

Stella lightly picked up Dia.

“Indeed, it seems that you haven’t eaten much… I guess you were waiting for me.” (Stella)

“Piyo, I was stopping Maru-chan piyo.” (Dia)

“…Maru-chan ate too much… That is like her.” (Elt)

“Are you okay? Should I bring water?” (Stella)

“Ugh, I’m fine… probably.” (Marcosias)

While we talked, Berzel-niisan looked around restlessly.

“Where are my subordinates…?” (Berzel)

“That foot buried in that cockatrice pile, isn’t that them?” (Elt)

I pointed toward the corner where cockatrices lay. There, many people buried themselves in the fluffy cockatrice fur. It was warm and comfortable…

“Gahaha, so they are enjoying themselves.” (Berzel)

“Commander, I think you are too relaxed.” (Radan)

“Well, this is rarer than gourmet food or wine… Hmm, I want to touch them too.” (Berzel)

“…If you are gentle, it will be fine, Berzel-niisan.” (Elt)

“Oh? Is that so? I will touch a little.” (Berzel)

“Ah, Commander…!” (Radan)

Berzel-niisan and the muscular knight walked toward the cockatrices.

“Piyo. That person looks like Tou-sama… but what is he to Tou-sama piyo?” (Dia)

Their hair was the same black color. His body was big but their faces looked similar.

“He is my brother.” (Elt)

I said honestly.

Dia looked back and forth between me and Berzel-niisan while chirping.

“Piyo…! Then, he is an old man piyo!” (Dia)

Close.

“…Ojii-san.” (Elt)

“That’s it, piyo!” (Dia)

“By the way… Stella, did you know about my swordsmanship?” (Elt)

“Yes… I said you are fairly strong.” (Stella)

“Compared to Sir Tristan?” (Elt)

“Elt-sama is stronger now, if only swordsmanship.” (Stella)

What the heck. Is that the evaluation? I have no idea… Was it like this from long ago? But nobles prioritize mana first. Even if skilled with a sword, it does not mean you are superior as a noble.

“Don’t tell anyone.” (Elt)

“…Understood. Elt-sama is the same as me.” (Stella)

Well. I do not want unnecessary fights.

I gently stroked Dia, who was in my arms.

Fluffy. Very pleasant.

“If I have my family, that is enough.” (Elt)

 

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