Path of The Dragonborn

Viscount Warners Kholzwill was depressed now.

The reason for the depression, I might not believe what I said... Moreover, Warners thought he would never tell this matter.

The reason is that, at the time of the fight, an adult male who has practiced the traditional imperial court swordsmanship and the empire’s famous Alcedrian martial arts is himself-in a one-on-one match, he lost like this. It was given to a 7-year-old child without any martial arts experience!

And this child is no one else, but his own son, Heliga.

Although I didn't use the physical advantage brought by age to make heavy moves, I also treated adult opponents as serious as they were, and I didn't use real guns and knives, but only wooden weapons-but I failed!

I used the traditional palace swordsmanship skill "Riyu" provocatively, to frighten my son. Unexpectedly, the boy in front of him did not blink his eyes, but he tilted the wooden sword in his hand. Flicking upwards like this-this seemingly careless blow directly destroyed the center of gravity of the wooden sword in his hand, knocked his weapon away, and landed beside the bushes around the clearing.

Fortunately, this is just a fun game between my exhausted work and my family. Except for the opponents present, only my wife, Lily, the mother of the child, knows. Otherwise, if the servants in the house or the people in the town know... He is still a good lord who is close to his people and has a good governance. He has a good reputation among the people and his servants. But if a few people with broken mouths are passed out, the group of Ballahart will become rotten. The lackeys of the duke, who had lost the pride and elegance of the imperial aristocracy, listened, and they might laugh at themselves, who had always been in conflict with the duke’s family due to the territorial tax issue.

Suffocating the embarrassment, Warners walked to his son's side under his wife's faintly gaze, and gently touched his head. And the wife who has always been reasonable did not say much, but brought the tea that had been brewed a long time ago and delivered it to the father and son.

"Huh...this tea is really fragrant...I really envy the oriental people to have such a good thing to enjoy." Warners, who took a sip of the tea and tasted the sweet green tea, couldn't help sighing.

"Yeah..." Lily smiled gently and said, "I want to thank Your Excellency Alside for sending us such good things every year... But speaking of it, this tea does not seem to belong to Regram. Can you buy it normally in the market?"

"Yes...this kind of good tea should be brought by the legend of the martial arts he mentioned, "Sword Fairy" Yun Kafayi every year when he visits him, right? "Warners continued.

"Haha... It is said that the "Sword Fairy" is addicted to alcohol, but he doesn't object to this tea. "

"After all, I am an Oriental. In any case, I still have a good impression of the traditions of my hometown..." Warners sighed, "Speaking of which, the genre created by the "Sword Fairy" is said to be a masterpiece of Eastern swordsmanship. It seems to be called "Eight Leaves One Sword Style"? The former "Military God" of Libel and Cassius Bright, who caused great trouble to our regular army during the Hundred Days War, is his disciple, and he also has the title of "Swordmaster". "After a pause, Warners continued: "By the way, Victor has broken through the profound meaning of his ancestral school the year before last, and has become famous in the imperial martial arts circle. Some people have begun to call him. He is the "Swordsman of Light". Really, all of them are handsome and mighty nicknames, which is really envious. "

"If Dad is serious about martial arts, can't he have the same handsome name as them?" The boy who had been drinking tea in silence just now asked aloud.

"...I..." Putting down the tea cup with some emotion, Warners touched his son's head again, "Dad got seriously ill when he was young and had to give up the road to martial arts...Although it has improved a bit in recent years, However, it’s too late to start the road of spiritual practice again... Besides, everyone in the town also needs dad, and dad doesn’t have time to practice martial arts." Although Warners is a nobleman, it is not handed down by those traditional nobles. His words were made up of mystery, and facing his beloved son, there was no need to hide it, so he told the facts to his son.

"...Then, let me get a title like this for my father!" After all, he was a boy, and he was still in an empire with a strong practice of martial arts, the young Heliga said proudly and confidently.

"Haha..." Hearing his son's childish and confident declaration, Warners couldn't help but bow and hug his son. Then he looked at his son squarely, with a more serious tone, and said, "Martial arts is a difficult and solemn path... If you choose this path, you will inevitably suffer a lot, encounter many bottlenecks, and you will want to give up many times... …Have you...had you figured it out? Can you stick to it?"

"Um..." Hailijia lowered her head and thought about it for a moment, then nodded vigorously, and looked at her father: "Of course I can hold on!" After speaking, he watched his father's face relax slightly. He added slowly: "...After all, the feeling of victory is pretty good."

Warners' smile froze. Lily on the side finally couldn't help it this time, and laughed out loud.

"..." Warners, who was thinking of saying something, looked at his serious-looking son in front of him and his wife who was laughing softly next to him, and suddenly there was a feeling of pain.

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After finishing the leisure time in the afternoon, Werners, who returned to the study to review the documents, was sitting in front of the huge desk with deep emotion.

He just ordered the chief guard of the Viscount’s Mansion to teach his son some basic royal swordsmanship. Although the empire is martial arts, he started learning formal swordsmanship at the age of 7. Is it too early? Warners was also a little worried. And he himself, thinking of all the things just now, can't help but recall the summer that has not faded or forgotten so far...

The memories of the summer when my son was born are still pictures of the occipital bone.

When he learned that his wife had overcome the pain of dystocia and his son had come to this world, the sense of relief in his heart is still unforgettable.

"Dasix will not be taken back by the imperial government because he does not have a legal heir. Everything he has worked so hard will not be deprived of by the pesky Duke of El Barea. The Kholzwill family, there are successors Now." He thought so.

Knowing that he was seriously ill, Warners, who was short-lived, put down a huge stone in his stomach.

However, it didn't take long before this feeling of relief and peace was broken.

The hope and joy in the early summer became despair and pain in the midsummer months later.

Suddenly, his condition worsened rapidly, and his son also got a strange illness. He had a high fever all day and couldn't sleep. Neither the doctor nor the church can do anything about it. The happiness and ease a few months ago was as false as it never existed.

Every day, I would try to pick up the swordsmanship I learned in the past. Under the worried eyes of my wife and everyone, I walked into the backyard garden, wielded the wooden knife repeatedly and awkwardly, and then fell heavily to the ground. In the deeper despair and pain, I returned. When I went to my son who was seriously ill, I secretly told myself that it would be fine and everything would be fine-even if I was able to wield the wooden knife less and less times, the time my son was awake was shorter and shorter.

Until...that day.

The son who never woke up during his visit, miraculously woke up that day.

When I held my son’s tender little hand, his son’s other hand was also gently rubbing the back of his hand——

When I woke up again, the maid who hurried over told me that he had been asleep for five days.

Maybe... this long drowsiness is the last wake-up call before your body falls?

However, when he sat up from the bed, he found that his body was unprecedentedly light and full of vitality. The moment I opened the bedroom window, fresh air was blowing in with the hot summer breeze. Every cell and tissue in my body was absorbing the hot sun and the hot summer air with enthusiasm— —That is an unprecedented fresh feeling.

At the same time, the maid brought another news-his seriously ill son was miraculously healed.

Warners quickly realized—perhaps, his own stubborn illness—?

When he rushed to the backyard, picked up a wooden knife, yelled frantically under the surprised eyes of the gardener and guard, and brandished the knife, as if this was the greatest joy in the world.

When he finally exhausted his energy and was tired and paralyzed on the ground, the feeling of heat and heat in the whole body from excessive exercise made him feel more comfortable than ever.

Both the doctor and the church couldn't explain what was going on. The illness of myself and my son disappeared after a long sleep.

He himself was puzzled, and finally thought with peace of mind that this must be the mercy and gift of the goddess and the elves to him.

This child is a turning point in his destiny.

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"Master Viscount?"

"...Oh...what...Alan..." Was called back from the fantasy, Warners slowed down and looked at Alan, the chief guard in front of him.

"Master Viscount..." Alan, who has played for the Kholzwells at the Viscount’s mansion a long time ago, knows what his master is thinking. He is very witty and does not ask any questions. He just continues: The training for the first class..."

"Oh? What about the result?" Warners asked immediately.

"...Young Master is very talented in martial arts, sir." Alan truthfully reported his opinion, "Under normal circumstances, the initial courses for sword holding, standing posture, sense of position and initial skills are required to be ten to fifteen. Hours or so... But Master Heliga completely mastered all the content in less than two hours, and even learned some of the first style of court swordsmanship."

"Oh?" Warners's interest greatly increased-he knew very well that he was the kind of rookie who needed ten to fifteen hours to learn all the beginners' content. He immediately asked impatiently: "Then he is right Interested in this?"

"This... there is interest, but it is not particularly strong." Alan answered truthfully, "I guess, it may be that these contents are too simple for the young master." Alan paused, and continued in Warners's questioning eyes. Said: "...The general aristocratic court swordsmanship was taught at the age of eleven or twelve. Only a few martial arts families, such as Your Excellency Alside, who has a deep personal relationship with you, will let their heirs earlier. Learning martial arts...mainly because this is the first peak period for children’s growth and development. On the one hand, teaching martial arts at this time can strengthen the body, on the other hand, because this time is also the strongest learning ability and easiest to play A good basic time period. While the nobles are learning traditional court swordsmanship, they are generally supplemented by corresponding etiquette and knowledge teaching to prepare for entering the social world at the age of 16. Therefore, the young master began to learn when he was only seven. Palace swordsmanship, honestly I didn’t expect too much. But the young master not only quickly mastered all the basic content, but also played the first style in style... Most importantly, I let the young master try to use it for me. The tricks he has just learned, the strength of his strikes, his precise grasp of the positions of his strikes, and his fighting awareness in selecting positions are clearly only available to a twelve-year-old child..."

"...You mean, his physical development is much earlier than ordinary people?" Warners heard Alan's meaning.

"Yes..." Alan continued, "I think you also know that I used to practice the "Vanderliu", another great swordsmanship genre of the empire that is loyal to the royal family..." Warners nodded, and Alan said again. The acting master once told me that the heir of the Count Alleria’s family, and the female swordsman who also practiced at the Lord Alside at the same time...just like the young master, she had it many years before the average nobleman. The power of youth! "

"Earl Alleria's... the one called "Golden Raksha"...? "

"Exactly!" Alan nodded vigorously, "The one who has reached the speed of the "Van der Liu" inheritance is the fastest of all the "Van der Liu" disciples! "

"!"

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Just now, Brother Alan came to me and said that my father wanted me to learn the court swordsmanship he used at noon.

Okay, although my father seems to have said that I will not be able to learn martial arts in a few years, but since he has decided, I will accept it.

Brother Alan said, this is a compulsory course for every nobleman? Isn't it difficult?

……and many more? Why is this trick so rigid? Why should you continue to chase the stabbing after the stabbing? Obviously it would be better to cut it diagonally!

Hmm...what is this...this is not the swordsmanship taught by Brother Alan...how could it be...that's it...

... Brother Alan said my trick is so strong! I also asked who I taught...I don't know, it seems I didn't know how to...

Is it...related to the dreams I had?

Brother Alan? The course is over? Great! You can go out to play again!

……Well……? Father said he has something to find me? Obviously I just started playing...but I can't help it. My father must have heard what Brother Alan told him and wanted to praise me! No way, then I will reluctantly go back!

Eh? what? Want me to go to "Ragram"? Looking for the "Swordsman of Light" to study?

what? What? Is it something that is many times more harmful than the palace swordsmanship calendar taught just now! ?

I'm going! Going!

Well, rest assured, I am not afraid of hardship!

Should Uncle Alside come here first? Okay! He saw my swordsmanship, he would definitely accept me as a disciple!

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"Thanks for your hard work, send this letter to Victor." Shaking and closing the envelope, Warners handed the letter to the guards in the Viscount Palace responsible for contacting the outside world.

He was so excited when he was writing a letter, he punctured the paper several times.

No way, who made Alan tell me such exciting news?

If I... If his judgment is correct...

My son, has the opportunity to become a master like "Golden Rakshasa", "Swordsman of Light", or even legends like "Holy Woman of Spear"?

"Victor...you will be very interested in him...I promise."