Chapter 373 – 107. Special Training in the Underground Temple (1)
Lucia answered with a puzzled expression.
“About me… Do you have any questions?”
“To be honest, Lucia-san’s swordsmanship is really poor. So I was curious about how she learned swordsmanship. I want to know that.”
At those words, Lucia instantly burst into tears. However, since she knew that the opponent in front of her was Yulian’s sword and holy sword, Siertia, she endured it once.
“I learned my swordsmanship from a wandering swordsman named James. But maybe it’s a pseudonym. It’s a swordsmanship he learned from an unknown swordsman. But his sword is never as bad as mine!”
However, she couldn’t hide her feelings and raised her voice against Erti.
James. He was her mother’s lover and Lucia’s mentor, who protected her mother from the slums.
Of course, Lucia just followed him around calling him her teacher. In fact, he did not properly teach Lucia swordsmanship.
‘Her mother said she would take care of herself. She told me she didn’t need that kind of swordsmanship.’
However, from the day he learned the secret of his birth. Lucia harbored a ferocious hatred for her biological father, Duke Pedro.
So she wanted to learn swordsmanship. With her sword, she wanted to surpass her own biological father, who was a grandmaster.
‘Even if it might be impossible. Because she couldn’t forgive him.’
Lucia’s mother, even at the moment of her death. She never forgot Duke Pedro. Although her mother and James had a similar relationship as lovers.
Both James and Lucia were well aware that her mother always missed her Duke Pedro.
And her mother, who had completely stopped eating and drinking because of that longing, eventually died. Ever since the day her mother died, Lucia’s only purpose in life has been her revenge against Duke Pedro.
‘If only that damned man hadn’t played with his mother’s heart. She wouldn’t have had her mother die so soon.’
Of course, that vengeance was already growing well before her mother died.
So Lucia tries to dissuade James from not teaching him swordsmanship. She attacked James every night with a wooden sword, along with Leicester.
‘Of course I was lightly suppressed.’
But neither Lucia nor Leicester. His keen eye was clearly far superior to that of his peers. Raid every night. Just being unilaterally beaten by James like that. The two of them got stronger.
When a year had passed since the nightly raid like that. In the end, James also reluctantly taught the two of them a single sword type.
No, I didn’t teach them myself. I just used a sword called ‘brain wire’ against the two of them.
And Lucia and Leicester desperately copied and learned that swordsmanship from that day on.
Wait, when I was thinking about that sword type. Erti continued.
“Are you really learning? I’m not ignoring your mentor. Obviously, the sword sentence you throw out is threatening. But something is sloppy. I didn’t directly learn the tricks of the sword type… I just felt like I was imitating it instinctively.”
At those words, Lucia was taken aback. That Erti was seeing exactly the source of his own swordsmanship.
“How… That fact…?”
“For any swordsmanship to reach a single form, you have to go through the stages step by step from the previous ceremony. But your sword type is hmm… The formula that is the basis of the sword type, the basic sword attack was all omitted. No, I would say it looks like it was patched up sloppily with rags.”
Erti was right.
Lucia only, the sword type that she stole with her eyes. She was admitted to the Pantheon with only a brain wire.
After her mother died, Baron May, a vassal of Duke Pedro, adopted her as his adopted daughter.
The Mei family is not a martial artist. She was from the slums, so it was more important for her to teach herself the basics of being a noble lady.
‘That’s why my current swordsmanship… I’m continuing by applying the imperial swordsmanship I learned in the Pantheon.’
Of course, the first sparring with Yulian. Through those couples, she was able to abandon her obsession with standard swordsmanship and find her true inner sword.
Lucia’s inner sword, even now, is far ahead of her own thoughts. She was nothing more than a sword thrown by her bodily intuition and instinct.
‘Still, that inner sword and Yulian-sama’s fusion ceremony… The combination of Lucia’s style produced great results…’
However, it was only natural that his tattered swordsmanship would not be satisfactory to the famous holy sword in front of him. That fact made Lucia nervous.
‘The swordsmanship that Erti-nim shows… Lion Heart Sword. It’s definitely much more sophisticated than that Sir Uriel. Swordsmanship alone… Is more than Julian-sama.’
Uriel. Essenmund’s genius female knight.
And she, who was Yulian’s escort knight, practiced swordsmanship alone at Roy’s hall after the start of her second year. She used to steal often.
She was on a different level from herself, who believed that her swordsmanship, which she had only learned by stealing with her own eyes, was her swordsmanship. With the sword and sword that the Knight of the Midnight Sun created. Because I was ecstatic as if I was watching a beautiful play.
‘As expected… It’s me who lacks the basics. I wonder if she can’t follow that Sir Uriel no matter what.’
An escort knight that Julian himself chose. And not only his swordsmanship skills, but also the very beautiful woman knight.
Even if Lucia was lucky enough to join the White Night Knights. It was obvious that her current crappy swordsmanship wouldn’t be of any help to Yulian.
“Yes? Why are you making such a serious face?”
Erti said with her light green eyes wide open. Lucia thought she had been caught, so she couldn’t answer.
“Aha. Okay. Since I said your swordsmanship is terrible. Are you intimidated?”
She hit the spot However, Lucia is also a swordsman before she is a woman. So she hurriedly answered.
“No! She had never been able to strike her proper sword against Erti-nim. It’s only natural to hear that…”
“No. You’re misunderstanding something. The sword I use is the Lion Heart Sword. It’s the same sword shape that Atlin used. Against me like that, you haven’t collapsed yet and you’re holding on? That is to be commended.”
At those words, Lucia made a puzzled expression for a moment.
“A compliment?”
“And there are still more things I want to ask you. Miss Lucia. You must have been born with human blood, right?”
“Yeah? What does that mean all of a sudden…”
Ertiga, who had been making an expression far from serious until now. She got serious at that moment.
“I don’t know if it’s a very scary mongrel like Julian… Hehe. It is absolutely not common sense that you, who have never properly learned swordsmanship, are dealing with me. And not too long ago, you fought against the demons and beasts of the imperial palace to the extent of being similar to the high knights, right?”
To those strangely powerful words. Lucia casually nodded her head. Erti continued her words.
“So there is only one conclusion. Miss Lucia. You have a very special talent or body. It’s on the same level as the prostitute Yulian.”
Lucia was taken aback by Erti’s words.
But before he had time to react, Erti hugged Lucia’s body.
“Let’s check it out, shall we?”
***
Almost nonstop, he swung his sword at Leicester.
It’s Lester’s first battle since he regained self-consciousness, so at first it was awkward to roll up his sleeves.
Soon, she started to move instinctively according to my Lion Heart Sword. Leicester’s sword in a trance was far more threatening than I thought.
‘It was similar to the sword shape Lucia uses, but it felt completely different.’
A sword type called brain wire used by Lucia.
It is a very high-level quicksword that has already finished all the swords before the body is recognized.
Although Leicester’s brain wire is slower than Lucia’s swordsman. He overcame that deficiency with a variation of swordsmanship.
And unlike Lucia, who had relatively little experience in combat.
The elite of the Byrea mercenary corps, the actual battle experienced in the pursuit team. That battle would have been a bloody experience of slaughter.
‘It was more like a beast than a human.’
So even though the swordsman I dealt with was only Leister. The instinctive sword type without rules contained numerous changes.
‘As if dealing with multiple swordsmen.’
I couldn’t take my eyes off it for a moment because I was dealing with all the sword attacks. But rather, it was such an ever-changing swordsmanship, so it was of great help to me.
At the closing ceremony, I had to fight swords with many cadets myself. I ended sparring with her.
“Ha… Ha… Ha…”
Leicester lay down on the floor. Leister, who has already lost his body and has only his soul left like Erti. Erti took Leister’s soul, which was almost dead, into the ring.
‘Though the sword strikes are extremely sharp. I don’t feel the magic power like back then.’
Siertia is Jedin’s holy sword. It seemed that the holy sword had also purified Leicester’s soul, which had been polluted by demon power.
Although we didn’t talk much during sparring. The current Leicester was still more like a human than a beast.
I put the imperial sword into the scabbard. While standing still for a moment, while reviewing the sparring with Leicester.
Someone came to me
“Oh. Leicester is exhausted and has passed out. Seeing him breathe so heavily… Did you send him to climax with your huge club?”
“I just sparred with a sword. Erti. I have no intention of doing that against Leicester.”
“Hmm. Then you want to swing your lower back against me and Lucia-san?”
“It might be possible with Lucia, but not with Erti. It’s nonsensical to drive it into a sword.”
Erti made a shocked expression at those words.
“That… Such a vulgar word!”
But did Erti have a business to come to me? She didn’t carry on the jokes as usual.
“By the way, how was it against Leicester?”
“Leister? He was a great opponent. That’s enough for what I thought was Dalian. To prepare for Lucia’s quicksword… It’s an opponent that can use a quicksword similar to her sword type.”
“Yes. Apparently Leicester and Lucia-san said that the swordsmanship teacher is the same person.”
Saying that, Erti looked around for a moment. I told her
“By the way, where is Lucia?”
“Ah. As for Lucia… I sent her to climax using my body. So I’m going to lie on the floor, drunk on the aftertaste, like Lester over there.”
It must mean that Erti dealt with him properly with his swordsmanship. I didn’t throw up
“By the way. I know it when I deal with it myself. Lucia-san’s body is very unique.”
“It’s unusual, la. Then, is it as you said with Erti the other day?”
“Yeah. If you were born with the blood of the Orha family, you have a special bloodline, just like you have the blood of Reinhardt. It’s different from that.”
“Could you elaborate more?”
“Hmm. To put it simply, Lucia-san is a human, but her body feels more like a demon. It is also a demon with a special body enough to overcome poorly learned swordsmanship with overwhelming physical abilities.”
Erti’s explanation continued. And among those words, there were words that could not be passed over.
“Asmodians are creatures that receive Unir’s blessing. And as Jedin’s holy sword, I can tell. That Lucia’s body is very sensitive to Unir’s divine power.”
If Unir’s divine power is demonic. The moment I heard that. I couldn’t help but think about the quest to find out the truth about the 6 underground temples.
‘It might be related to that final main quest and Lucia.’
Mother’s future predictions. From the wisdom that borrowed the format of the game called Demon King. Lucia had a special fate enough to appear as another main character.
The Star of Unir, which must be obtained through the final main quest. And the truth of the 6 temples. Lucia’s role in that quest would be very important. Erti and I came to a conclusion.
“So, Yulian. Because this place is the 6th temple of the underground. It is a great place for Lucia to unleash her potential.”
And the corners of Erti’s mouth went up as he said that.
“So will you leave it to me tonight? I will find her true self!”
His eyes were full of ulterior motives. I nodded once.
