I Became a Swordsmanship Instructor in Romance Fantasy

098. Swordsmanship Lesson (4)

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Zeke raised an eyebrow.

‘Iriel Justia. Hey, have you really changed?’

In fact, among the students in Zeke’s class, Iriel was one of the most vulnerable along with Serena.

The daughters of dukes who had no need to move their bodies or use their strength.

Iriel’s natural body was a little ahead of her, but Serena had trained on her own, so there was almost no difference between the two.

However, once Serena awakened her overwhelming mana and began to deal with mana, Iriel became the lone last.

‘So I thought it would be quite difficult to raise him… … .’

When talking about daggers, the most important factors are usually ‘speed’ and ‘hand skill’.

I often said both of them.

Yes, the dagger had one disadvantage that was overwhelmingly disadvantageous compared to other weapons, none other than spacing.

Therefore, daggers were usually used as secondary weapons rather than as main weapons.

Even if you use it as your main weapon, you can increase your body speed to overcome it or

It was essential to hone the secret hand technique by making use of the characteristic of memorization.

Of course, the idea itself was not wrong.

‘With the training method he will learn in the future, those two things can somehow be implanted in a short period of time. It’ll hurt badly, though.’

That’s why, from Zeke’s point of view, those two things were rather less important.

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More than that, there was another quality that Iriel considered important in using a dagger.

A skill that is difficult to cultivate and will take a long time to teach.

judgment

It was the quality of being able to reason and make accurate evaluations through reason and intuition.

The dagger user is inevitably required to penetrate the loopholes between the opponent’s weapons.

In other words, the ability to distinguish between weeds and weeds and decide when to fall out and when to enter could be said to be all of a dagger user.

Such judgment must eventually be developed in practice.

In a situation where there is no danger, no matter how cool you can make a judgment 100 times out of 100, it is useless.

It was difficult to expect the same judgment as usual in a situation where one mistake could be fatal.

Only a handful of humans are born with the audacity to maintain a calm state as usual in actual combat and weigh their lives.

‘That way, I wasn’t expecting it because it’s a young, unpredictable princess… … .’

So, what Zeke originally thought was to get used to her body empirically by blowing weeds and weeds that were infinitely close to actual combat.

The process of letting the body get used to it must have been a very difficult and tedious process.

However, through this incident, Iriel’s intuition to detect death seemed to have developed abnormally.

‘great. It will make things much easier.’

Zeke gave a satisfied laugh.

“Iriel, don’t you feel like something has changed in terms of your personality?”

“Hmm… Personality? I’m not sure… but I feel like I can do anything.”

She smiled broadly and confidently replied.

Iriel was proud of himself for not blinking an eye at the attack a while ago, and he felt better because Zeke seemed to be proud of it.

‘I’ll have to wait and see for his personality.’

It seemed that he had changed to a slightly open-minded personality.

And it’s a pity that he doesn’t even say respectful words.

However, Zeke nodded as he didn’t feel like it would affect him negatively.

“Good. Iriel is fine.”

“hehehe, do you like me?”

Iriel’s eyes twinkled.

“I’ll figure out the rest through practical testing now.”

Zeke went into the warehouse and took out ten light balls.

The ball is the size of a fist. If I held Iriel in my arms, I could somehow hold ten of them.

“What is that? A ball…?”

Iriel tilted his head and asked.

“Yes, it’s a test that can grasp your quickness and judgment at once.”

“?”

“Training your dog to throw a ball.”

At the word puppy ball throwing training, Soyi, who was still holding poison in her hand and was in trouble, flinched.

Zeke didn’t care and continued.

“This practice is simple. I throw these balls and you pick them up and give them back to me.”

“What is that? It’s easy.”

“Umm, well… it’s not as easy as it sounds.”

“If I throw one, can I bring it back to you one by one?”

Zeke shook his head.

“I’ll throw the ball in a row, in different directions, at unexpected moments.”

“You can’t drop the ball on the ground, right?”

Zeke nodded.

“You may receive one ball and bring it right away, or you may receive all ten balls and bring them at once.”

“Um…”

“It’s a simple drill where you judge how many balls you can catch in one go, pass them back to me and don’t miss the next one.”

It sounds simple at first glance, but in fact it is not.

In this training, Iriel had to judge how many more balls he could receive while holding the ball in his arms.

Even when giving it back, it’s not just returning it, but figuring out the distance to Zeke

I had to make an optimal movement line so that I would not miss the next ball.

In addition, in this process, instantaneous power was fundamental.

“Zeke, I think I could move something really fast.”

However, Iriel said with a confident face that he was not worried at all.

“Okay, don’t expect it”

“yes!”

Zeke threw a ball quickly.

Whoo!

… …

“I missed everything. Iriel.”

Zeke squeezed his brow and said.

“How fast was that?”

Iriel replied with a shameless face.

Zeke closed his eyes.

*

That’s how Iriel and Soyi’s swordsmanship training begins.

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Meanwhile, Rosnante, Serena, and Yuri Gilbert were practicing slapping through iron cores.

A gap wide enough to fit almost perfectly.

A wooden sword with a sand bag passed through the narrow gap.

A thick drop of sweat rose from Rosnante’s forehead and dripped down his cheek and down to the tip of his chin.

He was staring at the tiny gap between the wooden sword and the iron core with his eyes wide open.

The tip of the sword shook, and the hand holding the sword also trembled as if suffering from tremor.

Tok.

The side of the wooden sword lightly touched the iron bar.

“Rosnante, do it again.”

It was only a slight brush, but a cold voice that I could hear without fail.

Eric, who came in as an assistant for a while, thought that he could get over it without Zeke Clay, but he was a more inflexible person.

Rosnante looked away sharply, staring at his thin, scrutinized face, then clicked his tongue.

‘Shit!’

I managed to get to the halfway point on the first attempt, but after that, the distance I passed gradually decreased.

Rosnante wanted to throw the wooden sword on the floor even now.

The feeling that the palms are cold and the muscles in the arms are going to cramp soon.

‘I’m still a bachelor, so I’m not used to pushing a long stick in such a cramped place!’

It was Rosnante who had been thinking about sexual jokes because of a previous experience.

“Rosnante, do it again.”

In the end, another attempt also failed.

He looked up and saw two girls undergoing the same training.

Serena and Yuri, they too, were struggling with their faces blushing.

“Serena Joheiden, Yuri Gilbert.”

Rosnante called them.

“Do both again. You hit the bar.”

At Eric’s words, they raised their heads and glared at Rosnante.

As if it would have been successful had it not just been interrupted.

“Ah, no, I failed anyway…”

Rosnante excused himself in a puzzled voice.

”It just felt good!”

“How do you know!”

Rosnante flinched as they threatened.

Apart from Serena, I didn’t know that Yuri Gilbert would make such a loud noise.

“Ah, anyway, now my arms are shaking and I can’t move. ”

“… … .”

“So, what do you want to say?”

Serena asked.

“I’m going to ask you to at least give your arm time to recover.”

“To whom… … ? Instructor?”

“Then, tell the instructor, who is it?”

At that, Serena made a puzzled expression.

“… … I don’t think you’ll allow it… … .”

“Even if you don’t allow it, you have to allow it.”

“… … how?”

Rosnante hardened his face seriously.

“I will stake my honor.”

“What!? That’s not allowed!”

Serena got angry and stopped Rosnante.

Rosnante nodded, feeling satisfied with Serena, who was worried about him.

“Okay. Originally, the responsibility of the person above is… … .”

“Then it’s natural for you to say no!”

“… … Honor is useless, the pissed off prince… … .”

Serena’s stunned expression. And Yuri’s silent critical hit.

Rosnante’s eyes twitched.

‘What the hell do these guys think of me… … .’

“Yes, done! I myself. I will make a deal!”

Turbuck.

Turbuck.

Rosnante walks up to Zeke proudly.

Zeke looked at him and raised an eyebrow.

“Well? Nice to meet you Rosnante.”

“to?”

“Please make me a partner for Elise.”

Hearing those words, he slightly turned his head, and the light in his eyes disappeared and he saw Elise, who was dripping with drool.

“That, I… … I came because there was a blockage in sword training… … ”

“Krrr.”

“Yo?”