I see your code (138)

“There’s really nothing wrong with swordsmanship.”

Iron put away the sword he was aiming at me and smiled.

“Any movement is, after all, just an extension of the act of cutting and stabbing. Either splendidly or majestic. Broadly speaking, there is not much difference.”

I think it’s too simplistic, but it’s none other than Iron’s words. It must be worth engraving somehow.

Even as he said earlier, none of the trainees had reached this stage. In short, there is no information about Iron’s swordsmanship training in the settings.

In this world, it was normal for the setting and deviations to give me a headache… … Anything about this hidden content is always welcome.

Should I say that it feels like seeing a behind-the-scenes story that I haven’t seen even as a producer?

Anyway, it’s much better than the crazy training that tells you to fall off the mountain.

This made me feel pretty motivated, so I asked Iron.

“But there are ways to cut better and stab better. Actually, there are quite a few differences in power and speed. If so, wouldn’t it be difficult to group them into the same category just because the movements are similar?”

“It’s not like that either.”

What, why are you so obedient?

Of course, I was perplexed for a moment because I thought that there would be rebuttals.

Iron saw my expression and suddenly smiled.

“Come to think of it, I have never seen you wielding a sword very often. A person who calls himself a teacher. Now that the words are out, try swinging your sword once.”

Then he goes to a corner and sits down as if he wants to enjoy it comfortably.

It’s not a very difficult request, and, in fact, it’s a natural thing to do if you want to train swordsmanship.

I went to a nearby vacant lot without any complaints and took out my sword.

“I have some swordsmanship that I learned a little before, can I show you that first?”

“as you please. You can just use slash and stab.”

Didn’t it say swordsmanship or slashing and stabbing there?

Instead of asking that question, I decided to just use both. I decided to use both the swordsmanship and the simple slashing and stabbing that I had just learned.

So after all my shogi show was over.

“It’s pretty basic.”

Iron left such an evaluation.

It was a fresher reaction than expected, so I asked in a shaky voice.

“You’re not saying you’re going to have to build it from scratch again, aren’t you?”

“The foundation has been laid. Swordsmanship is rather a task that requires breaking the foundation.”

… … Break the foundation?

I tried to ask what he meant, but it was faster for Iron to open his mouth than that.

“In that sense, you can say that you are in perfect condition. Swordsmanship is sloppy as if it was learned roughly, but if you’re a beginner, you won’t see unnecessary movements or habits. It’s not that great, but it’s pretty good. Were there any other teachers besides me?”

… … I’m a little confused as to whether I’m trying to praise or criticize. Anyway, the ending ended happily, so it’s a compliment, right?

Even if not, I decided to think so. As a measure of self-protection.

“It wasn’t a teacher, but there was one person who set the posture.”

“I don’t know who he is, but he must have been a pretty good guy. I want to meet you someday.”

Iron said with a look of interest.

It’s rare for him to do that, and I’m curious to see how he’ll react when he finds out that he’s a kid who hasn’t held a sword in a while.

You may think you are just proud and pass it on, or you may feel embarrassed and full of energy.

But either way, persuading him to come in as a disciple would be the same.

For the sake of Kyle’s future, the fact that he taught me must be kept secret. Even though the mother is still alive, I can’t let the child go first.

“Well, let’s talk about that talented person later.”

Iron said so and strode towards me.

“Attack me first.”

“Using swordsmanship?”

“no. Even if you think, wouldn’t it be better to just wield it rather than that sloppy bastard? Do what you used to fight.”

“… … Even so, you’re not a scumbag.”

I was even praised by Reynol. I think it was because he was such a go-go person.

In any case, it was true that he was more confident in wielding it comfortably than in the swordsmanship he had learned from the wild.

Without further ado, I swung my sword at the iron without hesitation. Of course it’s power. I can’t miss a chance to legally beat him.

I don’t think it will work very well, but it’s still a challenge.

But it seems that even such a judgment was too naive.

In terms of power alone, my attack, equivalent to that of a second-class national knight, was blocked by him without even feeling like it was blocked.

no. Can I say that I stopped this?

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My black guy’s weapon or body didn’t touch it, but suddenly I stopped by myself and couldn’t move.

… … I remember describing it that way in the game, but when I actually experienced it, it felt weirder.

Iron said triumphantly with his sword draped over his shoulder.

“What do you think? Do you feel like you’re possessed by a ghost?”

“… … Honestly, it is.”

I wanted to deny that face, even if it was unlucky, but I couldn’t do it because it was so literal.

Dake, who had been hit with nothing in the past, used iron-like expressions, and he would probably have withdrawn those words if he had confronted him now. It feels like there are real ghosts here.

“I cut a little bit of the space between your sword and me. So you can never reach me.”

Iron has been doing what it shouldn’t be, taking it for granted.

If someone you don’t know hears it, they’ll think you’re crazy even if you’ve just gone through something, but as the person who wrote the settings, I knew all too well that those words were simple facts.

“Well, how are you? Do you think I just performed the flashy moves contained in some swordsmanship textbook?”

“no.”

“Yeah, no. What I did was just a simple slash. But no swordsmanship you know can cut through space.”

Iron grinned and held the sword.

“So ultimately, swordsmanship is useless, you say. It’s just a matter of cutting better and stabbing better.”

“… … It’s usually about learning how to cut and stab better in swordsmanship.”

“I don’t mean to underestimate the effort. Recognize some achievements. For ordinary people, it would suffice to learn such a thing. There’s no way I’ll be able to learn by telling you what I’m doing anyway.”

“But how can I be sure that I can master it?”

Iron shrugged at my words.

“I am not sure about anything. Let’s just say we saw some possibilities.”

“It sounds so irresponsible.”

“So, do you have the confidence to succeed in whatever you do?”

“There is no such thing.”

“Then let’s shut up and practice.”

“yes.”

I nodded quietly and raised my sword.

I just wanted to say something because of what I had accumulated, not because I didn’t want to be sure that I would really succeed.

Even though I know almost everything about this world, there were many things that didn’t go my way.

In the meantime, it’s just Shimbo the thief who asks you to unconditionally learn a skill that can only be cast with iron throughout the game.

Even if you can’t learn Iron’s swordsmanship, there is a plan that was originally planned anyway. Becoming a disciple of that guy in the first place was unintentional.

Eat comfortably.

I thought so and opened my mouth.

“I have never received proper swordsmanship training, but how do you usually do it?”

“I don’t know either.”

“… … yes?”

This time, I couldn’t quietly agree. What if you don’t know that?

“Weren’t you going to start training right now?”

“You have to practice. But you said it was your first time coming here. In short, I haven’t decided on any particular method.”

Earlier, I just said that I had to say something, but now I really have to say something.

“Isn’t that too irresponsible?”

“it’s okay. After all, I didn’t learn because someone taught me. If you practice in a similar way to me, you can learn it too.”

With those words, I had no choice but to harden my body again. That’s because the way Iron has been training wasn’t usually normal.

“right.”

Iron saw me like that, and lifted his sword with its scabbard.

“I’ll keep attacking you, so you just have to take it and figure it out.”

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Speaking of deepening, am I wrong in expecting it to be a common-sense training?

In a way, the way I fell from the mountain might have been better. At least back then, I was able to rest even while playing.

“Ugh… … Ugh… … .”

“You don’t have to worry about having a hard time. Anyway, I’m just going to do this for today.”

“Ugh… … This, what, like a fool… … .”

I couldn’t continue talking and had to stop. Because blood came out of his mouth.

I’ve never taken a direct hit, so what’s going on? Recently, even after falling from the top of a mountain, his organs were still intact.

With a confused face, I asked Rivera to wash the blood, and Iron had been saying it as if it were a miracle.

“Certainly you are strong. When I went through something similar, I couldn’t even get up from the spot for a week.”

“… … .”

So now, you did it even though you knew it was going to be like this?

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My fists are really crying and I don’t know what to do right now. Will there ever come a day when I will be able to blow one shot in that face?

I wanted to get those words out of my mouth, but I was so out of breath that I couldn’t speak. Iron looked at me like that and smiled happily, then put the scabbard around his waist again.

“So, did you feel anything?”

I held my breath for a while longer and finally spoke up.

“… … no. It just looked like a simple slash, and it looked like a simple stab. It’s like there’s nothing special about it.”

I thought I might be disappointed with my words, but there was no sign of that on Iron’s face.

“Well, it will get better. Wouldn’t it be weirder to realize in one day?”

“then… … .”

“right.”

Iron shrugged and said.

“It means that we have to practice like this for a long time in the future.”

“… … .”

I really want to blow one up.

Leaving aside the wish that will not come true right away, I got up from my seat and asked, after recovering my body to some extent.

“By the way, do you have a name for this swordsmanship?”

“name? I didn’t do that.”

“Well, Master, it doesn’t matter when I use it alone, but now I’m learning too, shouldn’t I have to put something on it? It’s difficult to name.”

“Well… … That’s it too.”

Ian waits. He showed a sign of really pondering for a moment, then yawned as if it was bothersome and said insignificantly.

“Then, invincible sword. Let’s do it with an undead sword.”

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