Saint (7)


    1.

    “…Master?”

    Louis doubted his eyes.

    For some reason, the girl’s appearance overlapped with his master’s.

    Impossible.

    Absolutely impossible.

    However, Louis felt a strong familiarity from Elia.

    Elia’s figure standing with a sword.

    The habit of closing her eyes and inhaling between her teeth before starting a duel.

    Everything was exactly the same as his master.

    It could be a coincidence.

    How many people are there in this world?

    But the movement at the moment of using the sword was too identical to his master.

    When Louis learned swordsmanship from the Sword Saint, he dueled with the Sword Saint every day without missing a single one.

    If you only count the number of times, it exceeds hundreds. That’s why Louis knows better than anyone what his master looks like when facing a sword.

    “W-What nonsense are you talking about?”

    Elia returned the Holy sword.

    “Anyway! I won!”

    Elia turned her body around.

    Golden hair that reached down to her waist fluttered.

    A sweet peach scent spread subtly.

    “I’ll think about what request to make.”

    She leaves the backyard at a quick pace.

    It felt like she was trying to escape this place.

    “Wait a minute!”

    Louis grabbed Elia.

    “You, who did you learn swordsmanship from?”

    Master, she says.

    He made a slip of the tongue without realizing it.

    Of course, this girl couldn’t be his master.

    It’s an impossible story.

    It has been a long time since Sword Saint Adrean passed away.

    He saw with his own eyes the funeral and the entombment.

    Unless his master’s soul is dwelling in the girl…

    That’s impossible in common sense.

    So he’s curious.

    How does she use a sword like his master?

    “I practiced alone.”

    “Tell me. That movement is not something that can come out of practicing alone.”

    “I’m serious. I really practiced alone.”

    “You already seem to have enough practical experience…”

    But strangely, there was no trace of Elia being trained by anyone.

    Soft palms.

    Delicate physique.

    Not the body of a swordsman.

    However, she was familiar with handling the sword and had no hesitation.

    Isn’t it easy to boldly wield a sword at a person, not a Magical Beast?

    It was proof that she had experience many times.

    Even if it wasn’t an actual battle, she would have dueled dozens or hundreds of times.

    Not only that.

    As a result of seeing a brief movement.

    She also seems to be familiar with controlling physical abilities with Magical power.

    Not only is she good at handling swords, but she can also handle both Magical power and Divinity.

    He doesn’t know where to start being surprised.

    “Did you really learn it all by yourself?”

    Louis’s blue eyes looked at Elia with interest.

    “How many times do I have to say it…!”

    Elia was sweating profusely.

    It’s troublesome.

    She knows the disciple’s tenacious personality well, that once he bites, he won’t let go until he is satisfied, so sticking to the answer that she practiced alone will make it impossible to shake him off.

    But that’s the truth…!

    Elia’s swordsmanship is something she acquired on her own.

    To be exact, in her previous life.

    Until her memories of her previous life returned, she was just an ordinary girl.

    Hmm…

    Even if she tells the truth, he won’t believe her.

    She understands.

    If Elia were in this situation, she wouldn’t believe it either.

    It has to make sense.

    No matter how talented a genius is born with swordsmanship, being good at handling a sword and acquiring swordsmanship are completely different stories.

    Even a prodigy needs someone to open the way at first.

    For a swordsmanship genius to be born, they would have been exposed to swordsmanship from someone.

    There are few opportunities to do so in this rural village, and even fewer opportunities to come into contact with the Sword Saint’s swordsmanship.

    If she really acquired it alone, she would have used novel swordsmanship.

    To be exact, raw swordsmanship.

    On the other hand, what Elia uses was elaborately refined.

    Louis continued to ask Elia.

    “You’re persistent…!”

    It reminds her of the old days.

    Whenever she taught him a new swordsmanship, he would keep asking until he mastered it.

    He even woke up his master in the middle of the night while he was sleeping to ask.

    Sometimes, he didn’t sleep for three days while practicing until he succeeded in swordsmanship.

    Anyway, she has to give some kind of answer.

    Elia racked her brains.

    Since most problems were solved with her body, Elia was not good at using her head.

    “…Okay.”

    Louis’s eyes sparkled.

    “I was told to keep it a secret… but I’ll tell you.”

    Elia acted as much as possible.

    And she thought of an excuse to get through this situation.

    “I learned from some Grandfather.”

    “Grandfather?”

    Louis showed even more interest.

    Several swordsmen came to mind in his head.

    The first one that came to mind was his master.

    But he immediately shook his head.

    It is impossible for his master and the girl to meet in terms of time.

    “I don’t know his name. I helped him when he collapsed in the forest, and he taught me this and that. Swordsmanship, how to use Magical power, and so on.”

    This was the excuse she came up with by squeezing her brain.

    Creating an unknown person.

    “Do you remember what he looked like?”

    Elia shook her head.

    “It was too long ago…”

    “By any chance… do you know Adrean? Adrean Van Reiker.”

    Of course, she knows.

    There’s no way she wouldn’t know.

    “Um… Ah! I’ve heard of him. The Sword Saint, right?”

    To be exact, the former Sword Saint.

    It’s different now.

    She recommended him before she died.

    She recommended the 10th Order Commander for the position of Sword Saint, and that brat really became the Sword Saint.

    “You know him?”

    “Yes, that Grandfather told me.”

    She racked her brains even more.

    “He said he had learned swordsmanship from him a long time ago.”

    “What?”

    Louis’s eyes widened.

    He seems to be believing this for now.

    “He said… he learned it when he was stranded in the Demon Realm a long time ago.”

    It happened decades ago.

    That was before he became the Sword Saint.

    While performing a mission in the Demon Realm, he fell into a trap and was stranded in the Demon Realm for a year.

    “I’ve heard of it…!”

    Of course.

    ‘It was when I was a mid-level knight. That day, the wind was unusually calm and the battlefield was quiet. I was performing a mission given by my superior…’

    Whenever he drank, he would grab Louis and tell him about his adventures in the Demon Realm.

    That one-year gap.

    She added an unknown person there.

    A person who learned swordsmanship from Adrean.

    Of course, there is no such person in reality.

    At that time, Adrean survived alone in the Demon Realm.

    He only told Louis about the big events that happened at that time, so he doesn’t know the details.

    So there was some credibility in this statement.

    In other words, it is a hastily created setting that there is another disciple of the Sword Saint that Louis doesn’t know.

    “He said it was really brief.”

    “Why?”

    “Um… I heard that he met a Demon in the middle and fell apart while fighting. After that, he returned safely. But he retired due to injuries and couldn’t meet him separately after meeting him in the Demon Realm.”

    Would this excuse be enough?

    She thinks she did a good job.

    Louis’s expression deepened.

    Another disciple of his master.

    He hasn’t completely accepted it.

    But since it’s a possible story, Louis decided to believe Elia’s words.

    He had heard various stories from his master, but he hadn’t heard all of them.

    It’s natural that there are stories he doesn’t know.

    Above all, if he learned swordsmanship from another disciple of his master, it would be somewhat understandable that his master’s appearance overlapped with Elia’s.

    “Where is he now?”

    “I don’t know. He stayed in the forest for about a month and then suddenly disappeared one day. Without saying anything.”

    Hmm hmm!

    She excused herself well!

    Elia admired her own wit.

    She was planning to meet her disciple someday, but when she actually faced her disciple in this form, she felt a little strange.

    Not only has she become a woman.

    She’s wearing a nun’s habit.

    There’s nothing wrong with the nun’s habit.

    The problem is that there’s nothing that fits this body, so her cleavage is exposed.

    She’s used to being like this now… Ahem! Ahem!

    “Is that all?”

    “Um… yes.”

    He has complicated feelings.

    Still, Louis nodded.

    Considering his master’s eventful life, nothing was strange.

    There is a high possibility that there is another disciple.

    How many people want to be taught by the Sword Saint?

    He often looked at the swordsmanship training of other knights.

    “Um… can I ask you something?”

    Elia, who was about to return to the convent, turned around again and asked Louis.

    “That left arm…”

    Elia stretched out her finger and pointed to Louis’s left arm.

    She’s been bothered by it since earlier.

    The large coat hanging over her shoulders swayed in the breeze.

    Inside the coat that could be seen at a glance, her left arm was empty.

    Elia frowned.

    “…What happened?”


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