I Became a Swordsmanship Instructor in Romance Fantasy

019. Zeke’s Sword (2)

A man with two protruding front teeth. The moneylender Rodren visited the Gebolg arms shop.

Inside, a large, middle-aged man was pounding with a hammer aimlessly.

kang. kang. kang.

Rodren said in a friendly voice as he wrapped his arms around the man’s back pretending to be friendly.

“Alen~ Are my swords complete? oh shit It’s hot. Aren’t you turning down the lights?”

The man called Alain flinched at the words, stopped hammering, and answered in a servile voice.

“Joe, if you give me a little more time… … .”

“Yes? How much more time do I have to give you? huh? I think you’ve already given enough?”

“I’m sorry.”

“Alenia. If this is the case, it’s really difficult. You weren’t even chosen for the academy, were you? That’s why I took it.”

Kwa Dang Tang! thud!

Rodren tripped on Alain’s legs and knocked him backwards. Then he changed his smile to a stern face and pointed his face at him.

“Make a sword, a sword!!! bastard!!!”

“No, I am making it.”

“What? Are you talking about those trash?”

Rodren said while scanning the swords hanging on the wall.

“Who wrote that? Some are too short, some are too long, and the handles are jagged. ok!? I brought some of them, but the kids threw them away saying they couldn’t use them, you bastard.”

At those words, Alain bit his lip and trembled.

“Alenia. Alena. Did I tell you? I’ll just give you kids. Just make a normal sword and give it to me. Who wants to make a famous sword?”

“…”

“I know your skills. Can you just make a normal sword? Unless it’s that stupid stubbornness. right?”

“…”

What if I hit this guy on the head with this hammer? Thinking, Alain stared blankly at the hammer in his hand.

“Otherwise, I’ll move out of this room starting next month. Oh, but you’re not going to pay me back?”

“That, that!!!”

“This is really the end. So give me your sword as much as possible. Understand?”

With that said, Rodren patted him on the cheek and kicked the door out.

kiik-

kiik-

The sound of rusty hinges filled the workshop.

Alain slowly got up.

*

Quaang!

Alen, the owner of Gebolg Arms Shop, threw the hammer to the ground.

“My sword isn’t like that, it’s not like that… … .”

He wiped his face with his hand and looked at the black lump of iron.

Anger erupted from within, and hot blood rushed to his head, but there was nothing he could do.

“Damn it. fuck… … .”

Alen picked up the hammer again to carry out that stupid request.

He tapped the iron nervously.

kang. kang. kang. kang. kang!

As Ramieli Academy wiped out the artisans around it,

People flocked there, making it difficult for unknown blacksmiths like himself to even talk about it.

Taking advantage of that gap, the loan shark Rodren bought up the remaining lands of the old city.

He forcibly increased the cost of using the workshop, erased the debt, and made the remaining blacksmiths like himself to make weapons.

What do people who have only eaten iron rice know?

In addition, these blacksmiths were abandoned because they were not chosen by the academy.

Nobody took their side.

‘The moment Rodren changes his mind even a little, I’ll have to get out of here…’ … .’

The reason why he did not receive a cooperation offer from Ramielli Academy is,

It was because it was far from the nobles’ tastes such as ‘luxury’, ‘decoration’, and ‘great quality’.

Alain has been making weapons with only one thing in mind: ‘user-customized’.

The location and degree of calluses on each person’s hand were identified and what habits they had when holding a sword.

He looked at height, muscle, and length of arms and legs to create a sword suitable for each individual.

I hit the iron like that.

Believing that one day someone will definitely understand.

However, no one paid attention to his sword until he was driven to the edge of a cliff.

“To rot… … .”

He stopped hammering and looked back at the swords he had made.

That guy is right.

A sword that was custom-made for each individual, so it was garbage that could not even be sold to others.

Even if you gave it to others to use, it would have been quickly broken or discarded due to subtle inconveniences.

However, it is different for the owner of these swords.

It has nothing special to say, but it is comfortable and fits perfectly.

“My sword isn’t bad. not bad… … .”

“bad.”

“Huh!”

“It’s a sword tailored to the user… The intention is good, but if the skill is bad, that’s useless.”

Kudang!

At that time, Alain was startled by a sudden low voice from behind and fell backwards.

His heart skipped a beat, knowing that Rodren had come to visit him again.

“Are you okay?”

Then, a noble-looking woman with silver hair came out from behind the man and said with a worried look.

For some reason, as soon as you see it, your head lowers instinctively, which is definitely aristocratic.

“Who are you?”

“Ah, I am the princess of the Duke of Joheiden. My name is Serena Joheiden.”

“Yo, Yoheiden!!!”

Speaking of Joheiden, it is one of the three major dukes of the Empire. Isn’t it a place where even flying wyverns can be dropped with just a glance?

A noble person from such a great family is in such a shabby place?

Alain stared at Serena with embarrassment and felt sorry for him.

He quickly ducked and fell face down.

“I’m sorry!”

“It’s okay. Please drop the example.”

Then a black-haired man intervened from the side.

“I’ve come to make a request.”

“Are you talking about a request? A sword for a man to use…”

“No. This side uses the sword.”

At those words, Alain looked up and looked at the silver-haired girl.

innate grace. beautiful face. And a fit body. Go, the chest is amazing… … . Big!

Alen, who had been making swords tailored to people for a long time, knew it intuitively.

“Hey…”

“Why?”

The man’s gaze at Alain was cold. To the point where my heart froze at the strange pressure.

He chose his words, sweating profusely.

“I’m so embarrassed to tell you these words…”

“Stop it, don’t be too formal and get to the point.”

Allen closed his eyes. If I were to say these words here and now, maybe my life would end today.

But, will he die now anyway, or will he be killed by Rodren?

At least, he couldn’t forgive the user for being wrong due to the sword’s problem while using the sword he made.

“Go, the princess has a sword!”

Doesn’t fit. The moment I was about to say that, the man hit me back.

“Yeah, I know. That’s not right.”

“Yeah, but why…”

“You have eyes to see. Yes, then how about a rapier?”

rapier. A sword that specializes in stabbing. It is relatively thin and light compared to a normal sword.

But even that is on a relative level. it is a black sword Even that seemed unsuitable for that girl to use.

“……No matter how much…”

“First, try it once and think about it. It’s an advance payment.”

jiggle. A gold coin fell in front of Alain’s eyes.

‘This is a gold coin. As long as you have this… … !’

*

KANG! Well. KANG! Well? KANG! Well.

Even as he pounded the metal, Alain’s mind was complicated.

To make a sword suitable for her

As a result of careful diagnosis, in the end, just like the first intuition, ‘this body should not swing a sword.’ was

So, with trembling hands, I returned the gold coin to the man and conveyed the information, but the man only nodded.

He did not give up on making a sword.

The name of Yoheiden is a family that is so huge that Rodren is treated as such.

That’s the difference in status and money. With those two things, he couldn’t stand the pressure, so Alain took up the hammer.

And one more thing.

The man brought a chair and sat down on it.

Then, while staring at him with cold eyes from behind, he continues to put in a choo-im-sae every time he strikes the metal once with a hammer.

kang!

“Hmm?”

kang!

“Well.”

kang?

“Hmm?”

Caang… ?

“Ummm…”

‘ah! why?! What! What?! What!’

His mind was frenzied and he kept losing his concentration, but the fact that he had come with the princess of the Duke of Joheiden, he was also a high-ranking noble.

That’s why I couldn’t protest anything, and I just kept making the sword.

Alen was really pitiful about his situation, being harassed by Rodren earlier, and this time being harassed by this suspicious nobleman.

*

‘Instructor… … How long are you planning on staying here?’

Serena was really happy when he said that he would make her own sword for the first time.

Because it was no different from saying that Zeke puts himself first.

However, for Serena, who was delusional about going on a date with Zeke to make memories today,

It was such a waste to waste time here like this.

several hours already.

Zeke was staring at the blacksmith’s hammer without moving.

He didn’t even look at him at all, and he didn’t even talk. This is a handmade folding screen.

‘Zeke lives here all his life! Serena is going!’

She kept those thoughts to herself and only glared at the savage black back of her head.

‘Can’t I just hit one?’

at that time.

kiik-

The door behind them opened and a familiar face appeared. He was one of the servants of the mansion.

“Ah, lady.”

He came in with a hasty face and approached Serena.

“Huh? What’s going on?”

“A person sent by the head of the family visited the mansion.”

“What?!”

“I think you should go right away.”

Serena’s pupils shook. It was the moment when all of the schedule for today’s date with Zeke collapsed.

‘Oh no. I thought I was going, but I didn’t mean I really wanted to go!’

Glance. Looking at Zeke, he was still watching the blacksmith hammer the iron.

She tok. tok. He touched his shoulder and said.

“Come on, Instructor.”

“Well?”

“I think I should go because my father sent someone.”

“Should I go too?”

“No. That’s not the case… Instructor, will you stay here?”

nod

Serena’s cheeks puffed out.

nod? nod?

He said he was going first because something happened, but he just nodded without saying hello.

Even if I can’t say that I’m going with you, can’t I just say good-bye!

‘Chit! joy! really! I’m excited!’

Serena turned her head away as if showing off that she was angry with Zeke and said to the servant.

“Wagon!?”

“I’ve been waiting outside.”

“Heung! I! Now! I’m going! Let’s go!”

Serena kicks the floor with her feet.

She was the one who showed with her whole body that she was going that way.

Zeke was still preoccupied with the blacksmith hammering iron.

Rather, Alain broke into a cold sweat.

‘uh. uh. The princess seems to be in a bad mood right now!’

“Don’t pay attention to anything else. The hammer is messed up.”

‘Oh no, that’s not the point! The princess is still holding the doorknob and looking this way!! Yumma! Look behind you!’

“Tap again properly.”

‘Hey boy… … . Can’t you see through the crack in the door? Those eyes!’

“Hmm?”

‘Hmm? It’s okay. What the hell is this crazy person… … .’

Alain cried and pounded the iron again with mustard eating. that’s how many hours He could understand Zeke’s chuimsae to some extent now.

‘Well.’ You can tap it like this.

‘Well… … If you blur the end of your speech like ‘.

‘Well?’ or ‘Hmm?’ If there is a question mark at the end of a word like this, you shouldn’t knock it like that.

But, who the hell. What aristocrat would sit idle all day watching the blacksmith work. Even he’s not enough, he’s even meddlesome!

To be honest, the pride I had cultivated as a craftsman raised its head.

A body already defiled by Rodren. I just thought I’d do whatever he wanted.

After banging on the iron for a long time, Alen somehow felt a mysterious feeling.

Looking at the sword that was slowly being made, I could see Princess Serena Joheiden, who I had been looking at earlier, wielding this sword with her silver hair fluttering.

A lighter and shorter sword than a normal rapier. However, since it was a small sword, he did not give up its practicality.

However, its durability was infinitely weak, and it seemed that it would bend just by bumping into the giant sword a few times.

In other words, it was not a sword to be used for a long time, but a sword with a fixed number of times.

kang.

kang.

kang.

Alain forgot everything around him and hammered, staring only at the iron in front of him.

*

Zeke nodded his head as he looked at Alain, who was immersed in making a sword.

At first, there was nothing to look at except for the attitude of knocking, but several times he intervened from the side.

He was making a sword with a sense in a short amount of time.

This guy is a kind of genius who has not seen the light because there is no one to guide him.

While I was walking around the old city earlier, I heard a suitable sound and came looking for it, but I found a better one than I thought.

If he grew up like this, I thought I could ask for a sword for the future students to teach here.

‘Now, any more meddling will hurt the immersion and rather ruin the sword.’

Zeke picked up a piece of paper from the side.

[This is the address of the mansion. Come to me when the sword is finished. The remaining value will be determined by looking at the results. And if the sword is good, I will continue to request it, so do your best.]

* * *

By the time I asked the blacksmith for a sword and came out, it was already late and it was evening.

‘Oh, is it dinner already? I’m exhausted.’

The first purpose he thought of coming out today.

Right now, Zeke hasn’t found anything to use in class tomorrow.

From the old city to the vicinity of Ramieli Academy, I walked around the shops.

Not only a weapon shop, but also a variety of shops.

It was already late and many places were closed.

Even if he doesn’t raise a sword

He was conducting a swordsmanship class, but he couldn’t do it without carrying anything.

The blade is not standing and it is blunt.

It will not be made of iron.

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Moderately hard, but light and brittle.

It should only hurt when you swing it without enchanting it.

That was the minimum condition that Zeke thought of as a weapon he could hold in his hand.

There were many other things that came to mind, but

If you don’t satisfy that minimum condition, you can’t maintain reason.

Even a club made of wood is too hard for him to use and becomes a weapon.

With that condition, I looked around and walked all over the place,

It was a long way to find something that caught his eye.

After walking like that, Sieg came back to the vicinity of the old city before he knew it.

“Does it have to be wrapped in cotton and cloth?”

growl-

Suddenly there was a sound from the ship.

Come to think of it, it’s already been four days since I went hungry, except for the few spoonfuls of soup Serena fed me yesterday.

He told me that he would take me to a delicious restaurant in the morning, so I ended up starving until morning.

“Buy bread. Bread! It’s the last bread left for today. Sell it cheap!”

At that time, I heard a girl shout brightly in front of me.

‘Shall we eat some bread?’

“Soy spoons! How many are left!?”

“Sister! I told you not to call me Soy Spoon! My name is Elise!”

“Nuna, it’s the name your mother gave you, so why do you hate it so much?”

Hearing a familiar name, he looked up and saw a brown-haired girl selling bread.

“How can a person’s name be called Muddy Spoon? My sister is Celia and this is James. Why only me!”

“Elise Spoon. You hold it.”

“yea, I got it.”

Soy Spoon was arguing with her younger brother and older sister, who had similar hair colors.

“Cilia noona, you know what? Soy Spoon, even at her academy, she says she’s Elise.”

“James, come to work.”

“Elise Spoon. You hold it.”

“yea, I got it.”

Looking at the signboard of the shop, it said ‘Hilllace Bakery’.

Zeke approached it and said.

“Soy spoon?”

The brown-haired girl frowned, turned her head away, and made a stupid expression.

“Who is it! They call it Soy Spoon… Huh? That, swordsmanship instructor?!”

“That’s half the word.”