I like traveling the most

As the princess's guard and under her care, Clem gets up early every day to prevent being targeted and criticized by other soldiers.

However, today he got up earlier than usual.

He put on old clothes that smelled metallic and couldn't be washed off, looked at the exquisite mithril armor neatly placed in the corner, recalled what a certain priest had said to him yesterday, and finally put on the training shirt of an ordinary soldier.

After looking at his appearance for a while and making sure that he would not embarrass his master, Clem nodded with satisfaction and walked out of the room.

He was heading to the open hall that occupied an entire floor of the tower and was used for training.

Usually, this place was always filled with the enthusiasm of the soldiers, but now it was still early, so there was no one in sight. The empty training ground was silent, and only silence could be heard.

Surrounded by stone on all sides, the sound of Clem's footsteps formed a loud echo.

The magic lamp illuminated the open hall brightly.

In the hall, armors tied to stakes were lined up, and there were dolls made of straw used as targets. Along the wall, you could see cabinets filled with various unopened weapons.

Training grounds were everywhere.

Even though it was a royal training ground, there was nothing special about it except that the facilities were a little better.

Clem seemed to push away the cold air, stepped into the quiet hall, and slowly stretched in the corner.

After doing the stretching exercise carefully for 30 minutes, Clem's face turned red, sweat oozed from his forehead, and the heat of exercise was also in his breath.

For ordinary civilians, it was a very difficult and intense exercise, but for him, it was just a daily meal, an appetizer at the beginning of daily training.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he came to the cabinet where the weapons were arranged, and looked for a heavy iron sword that he was comfortable with. Then he put a few heavy metal blocks into his pockets, making the clothes as heavy as full body armor.

This was for actual combat considerations.

He should have worn armor, but that set of exquisite mithril armor was not suitable for training. After all, it seemed more like showing off to ordinary soldiers.

Clem, fully prepared, came to the corner.

He tightly grasped the iron sword, which was larger and heavier than the giant sword, and raised it to the upper stance. He exhaled and slowly swung the sword. He stopped at the last moment before the sword hit the floor, then inhaled and raised it to the upper stance again.

He repeated this action over and over again.

After finding the feeling, he gradually increased the speed of sword swinging practice, staring at the front with sharp eyes, and practicing with full concentration.

One hundred times, two hundred times...

After three hundred times, his face was so red that it could not be redder, and the dripping sweat flowed down his face. His breathing seemed to exhale the rapidly accumulated heat in his body, and his whole body heated up rapidly.

The weight of the large giant sword was still heavy for him, especially when swinging the sword down, he had to control the speed so as not to touch the floor, which required quite strong arm strength.

After more than 500 times, his arms began to cramp and groan, and sweat poured down his face. He knew he had reached his limit.

But even so, he was still not ready to stop.

However——

"It's about time to rest."

Someone called him.

Clem turned around and saw the kingdom's warrior leader and the second son of the marquis family, looking at him.

"Lord Stroronov and Lord Lin!"

"Good morning, little brother Clem. Oh, I'm sorry for being late. Even if it's a training ground, it's part of the royal palace after all. If Gazef hadn't come forward, I would have been arrested as a suspicious person. Hahaha——"

"That's really not good..."

Looking at the smiling priest, Clem said this. There are so many things to complain about, and he doesn't know how to complain. It's better to say that his personality is not suitable for being a complainer.

Lin looked at Clem, whose arms were twitching uncontrollably and whose body was sweating profusely, and said:

"Because we arrived late, Clem was lonely, so we practiced on our own first. But it was clearly for the purpose of sword fighting, but you used up all your energy before the formal training. Isn't that putting the cart before the horse? You, are too excited."

"...I'm sorry."

Clem lowered his head and admitted his mistake.

He also had to admit that he was very excited since last night after learning that he could fight with the warrior leader unscrupulously today. The evidence was that he got up earlier this morning than usual.

"Yeah, admitting mistakes makes you a good boy."

Lin touched his forehead.

This action made the young warrior subconsciously want to retreat, not to resist being touched, but-

"No! My body is dirty."

"It's okay, it's okay."

As he spoke, Lin's hand had already touched him.

"——Heal."

The pale blue light enveloped Clem's entire body like a thin film, and Clem's rapid breathing due to excessive training became steady, and his consumed physical strength began to slowly recover. Even the calluses on his hands from constantly holding the sword fell off.

"This is..."

"It's magic. You know, I'm a faith chanter, so I can still do this little thing."

Clem naturally knew that this was magic.

As the princess's guard, he had seen healing magic several times. But the magic used by those people was emerald green, and healing magic can only heal wounds, so why can it also restore physical strength?

Although he had many questions, he would not ask.

After all, when he became a princess guard, the first thing Princess Lana taught him was not to explore other people's privacy casually.

"Okay, now that Brother Clem has recovered, let's get started."

"Please give me some advice! Lord Stronov!"

After saying that, Climb bowed to the warrior commander, and Gazef was stunned for a moment, then said:

"Make a mistake, the person you are fighting against is not me."

"...Huh?"

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing, little Clem! This way, this way!"

The young soldier was surprised to find that the priest had already run to the center of the training ground, picked up a long sword and kept urging him.

"Could it be..."

"That's right, I'm the one who accompanies you in the sword duel. After all, the excuse is based on my defeat. If I don't join, wouldn't the excuse be invalid?"

This is essentially true.

But Lin is a priest and he is a soldier. The victory must be over in an instant, right?

"Ah, little Clem, were you looking down on me just now?"

"Clem, Lin is very strong."

Very strong? where?

Even if the strongest warrior in the kingdom said so, Climb did not think that Lin, a faith-based magic caster, would be better than him in swordsmanship.

Until Lin put a silver nameplate necklace around his neck.

"It's really being looked down upon. So, can this cheer you up a little bit?"

"That's...!"

Climb's eyes widened when he saw that silver color.

Even without touching it, he knew exactly what it was. After all, he wore full-body armor made of that material every day.

Yes, that's Mithril!

"Master Lin, are you a mithril-level adventurer?!"

The levels of adventurers are divided into bronze, iron, silver, gold, platinum, mithril, orichalcum, and stainless steel. Climb's strength is classified as gold at most. Although it is not weak, it is two levels higher than him. For someone of this level, it's still not enough.

"Please accompany me to fight!"

"Yeah, good."

Lin nodded with satisfaction.

→

Climb first put the heavy sword back, took the small shield and broadsword, and then took out all the iron blocks in his pocket.

It would be rude to bring something like this when you are fighting against someone who is stronger than yourself. And he must fight with all his strength, otherwise he will not be able to grow, and he will not be sorry for the hard work of the people in front of him.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes, anytime!"

Climb held the small buckler and broadsword tightly in his hands. As a weakling, he should have taken the initiative to attack, but under the pressure of Lin's momentum, he became the one who accepted the attack.

"So……"

The young soldiers stood ready.

From which side will the opponent attack? left? right? Or make a head-on breakthrough with strong strength?

And at the moment when he was distracted, a figure appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye, as if crossing time and distance.

"You are distracted."

After hearing these words, he fell over and fell flat on his back.

What's going on?

Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?

The moment he fell, Clem couldn't react at all, and his mind was mixed into a paste by these three questions. The emotion that followed was not anger, but extreme regret.

What just happened was too fast, and he didn't learn anything. If he was disappointed with himself and stopped fighting the sword...

"How long do you want to lie down, Climb, quickly adjust your position, it's the second round."

"Huh?"

Hearing the words of the warrior captain, Climb found that Lin had returned to his previous position at some point.

After understanding what he was going to do, the young warrior stood up after rolling his body, regained his defensive posture, and worked hard.

He would not say that he lost so miserably because of his carelessness or the opponent's sneak attack, because he knew that the opponent took advantage of the moment when he was distracted and seized the opportunity to attack.

And only the strong can do this!

Put away the contempt you shouldn't have and recognize that the other person is a strong person who is much stronger than yourself. The young soldier then lowered his gaze and looked at the opponent's feet.

The kingdom's warrior captain had told him before that if he couldn't find out how the enemy attacked, then look at the enemy's feet, because the feet would move faster than standing up.

This time, this time it must be...!

Swish——

The figure struck again, and Climb's eyes widened.

Saw it!

Facing an approaching enemy, his first thought was to retreat. This would allow the opponent to miscalculate the distance of attack, and he could take advantage of the situation to counterattack.

However, although the idea was good, the opponent's speed was too fast. He fell to the ground again in just one second before his feet could move.

But at the same time, Climb also understood why he fell to the ground.

——He was kicked down by the opponent.

The kick hit his leg joint, and it was fast and light, with just the right amount of force so that his numb body could not feel it.

This inadvertently displayed exquisite skill opened Climb's eyes.

"Okay, let's pause for a moment."

Lin did not pose again, but said to the young soldier lying on the ground:

"Brother Clem, you don't know how to use a sword. To be precise, you have not received training as a swordsman or a soldier, so as soon as you pick up the sword, you will inevitably focus on fighting with the sword, so your concentration is more Most of them are placed on the upper body... What’s wrong? You have a dumbfounded expression. Did you get knocked unconscious? "

"No, no...it's just that Lord Stroronov told me the same thing yesterday."

"This is obvious."

There was no need to express his admiration for Clem, as if the top scholar was solving 1+1=2, a problem that even a child could solve, and there was no reason to be proud of it.

"Let's get back to the topic just now. Since you can't use a sword, you will inevitably focus on fighting with a sword, which will naturally lead to the question of what sword skills and martial arts you know.

Based on your body shape, your shoulders are broader than those of ordinary soldiers, and your arms are also a circle larger than those of ordinary soldiers, but there are not many muscles on your thighs, so I judge that the martial arts you can use include [Slash], [Piercing], [Piercing], [Shield Power] and other skills. Therefore, in the battle, I will lower my body to attack your calves to try to avoid direct confrontation with you.

Ah, although I said a lot, if you want to use it in actual combat, you need to analyze these in your mind in an instant."

"Why, why..."

"Because I have good observation skills. Brother Clem, this is the first lesson I taught you, don't judge people by appearance and judge people by appearance, have you learned it?"

Looking at the smiling priest, Clem couldn't help but tremble.

This awkward feeling was like the fact that his love of collecting heroic legends was exposed at the banquet. No one knew it, but the man in front of him saw through it.

He thought the other party was a magic chanter and that he could fight against him with swordsmanship.

He didn't expect the gap to be so big.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just think you are really amazing."

Clem sighed.

As expected, there is a huge gap between geniuses and mortals. Just like the fighting method just now, he couldn't learn it at all. Then he saw the man's slightly melancholy expression.

"Master Lin?"

"I'm not strong at all."

"...Huh?"

"You think I'm strong because you haven't met anyone stronger than you. Once you meet them, you'll understand how strong they are... That piece of shit [Extraordinary Seat], did he really suspect she was human? If I hadn't dodged quickly, I would have been forced to eat the troll's OO! That guy didn't even provoke her, but he said something like "You have a huge power in your body. If you can beat me, I'll have a baby with you." In fact, he was just taking revenge because I secretly played with that colorful strange cube..."

For some reason, when the interruption started, it completely turned into a complaint.

Climb and Gazef looked at each other.

But knowing that Lin, who was warm and gentle to everyone, was actually like this in private, gave the ethereal priest a hint of reality.

"Hey, what are you two laughing at?"

"Ahem, nothing."

Staring at the two faces who were trying hard to hold back their smiles, Lin knew that his true nature was exposed, but he didn't pursue it.

"Brother Clem, I understand your determination to become stronger. As a member of the Frustrated Alliance, I will teach you my special move! This move can make even an ordinary person touch the genius! It is also the special move that helped me escape from that [Extraordinary Seat]!"

"Touch the genius..."

Under Clem's nervous and excited gaze, Lin slowly raised the long sword in his hand.

"This is to connect the muscles, bones, joints... every part of the body and move together, so as to exert a power beyond ordinary people."

--Turn everything into one, and use one to rule everything!

"Haaa!"

With a low shout, the raised long sword fell in an instant, and the condensed terrifying momentum instantly spread outward with flying sand and rocks. Clem and Gazef covered their faces and retreated.

When the sand and dust dispersed, a 5-meter-long crack appeared in front of everyone, starting from Lin's sword tip and spreading outward. At the end of the crack, it was about 3 meters wide, which was particularly conspicuous on the white stone slab.

"So, so strong... I didn't use any martial arts, but..."

"Using my whole body, this is how I use my body. Want to learn? I'll teach you."

The rising sun shone on the aqua blue hair, reflecting an extremely dazzling light and deeply reflected in Climb's eyes.