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    The center of the training ground.

    “ha… .”

    I take a deep breath, and the cold air that seems to freeze my lungs fills my insides.

    A lesson that I would never have done if it were my original self.

    There are three main reasons for doing this suddenly.

    First, the favors received must be repaid.

    Camilla gave me a comfortable place to stay and asked nothing in return.

    As time goes by, this will surely pile up like a debt in my heart and grow to its size.

    So, we need to cut it off before that.

    and….

    Slightly, I turned my head and looked at the nameless man who was filled with anticipation.

    “…”

    As a teacher, I always tell my students, if you receive something, you must give back.

    Whether it’s a blessing or a curse.

    Second, to understand the power of Camilla, who is called the best in the empire.

    The total amount of energy I could grasp by simply looking at it was overwhelmingly higher than mine.

    However, fighting and battles are not done with the amount of energy, but rather with a mixture of complex elements.

    Differences in environment and fighting style.

    For example, imagine a fight between a person with a bow and a person with a spear.

    If a fight starts from a distance, it is fair to say that the person with the bow has a higher chance of winning.

    But what if the person holding that spear was also holding a shield?

    The nature of the fight becomes unclear.

    Of course, it is the total amount of ki that allows arrows to penetrate such a shield, but isn’t it true that there is a one in ten thousand chance?

    I’m a coward who gets scared by even the slightest possibility, so confirmation is a must.

    This is a training session for me to feel reassured.

    Thirdly… there is no plausible reason.

    I just wanted to do it.

    Their spirit is truly admirable, and Camilla’s will to step forward despite her high position is truly admirable.

    And I envy those who can have such pure passion.

    “Tsk.”

    It’s such a funny and embarrassing reason.

    My sword is filled only with hatred. Its size is filthy and ugly, but aren’t they truly clean?

    I guess it’s fair to say I felt jealous of that.

    I know there is a big difference in class between them and me, but I still want to know that my sword is not wrong.

    With a somewhat self-deprecating smile, he pulled out his wooden sword and aimed it at them.

    “What are you guys doing? Don’t rush in all at once.”

    So, I’m going to vent a little bit.

    * * *

    A small woman raises the corners of her mouth in a crooked manner, draws a wooden sword, and aims it at the knights.

    “What are you guys doing? Don’t rush in all at once.”

    Adding to that a somewhat provocative remark.

    If he were an ordinary person, he would be held accountable for snorting at the words of a woman of such small stature or making such an insolent provocation.

    The knights instead became tense and readied their swords.

    Because they know of a being named Camilla, who has a smaller body than the woman in front of her but boasts monstrous strength.

    In addition, didn’t it give off a nuance that seemed to acknowledge the monstrous Camilla they followed?

    Unless they are stupid, no one in this place would think that the woman here is weaker than them.

    Here and there, the sound of nervous swallowing and the clanking sound of people putting on their weapons can be heard.

    Starting with that sound, everyone started walking slowly, without anyone knowing who would go first.

    The duel between Cheonharang and Jiha began.

    * * *

    A knight swung his sword horizontally, blocking Cheonharang’s vision.

    “A clumsy trick can actually be poisonous.”

    Cheonharang avoids countless swords coming at him.

    -bang!

    He kicked away the article that was blocking his view.

    “Keuheup-!”

    “Bam!”

    The knight flew into the sky with the knight hiding behind him, preparing to follow up.

    A blade flew towards me as if it wouldn’t give me a moment to rest.

    The number coming up is three.

    Cheonharang’s pupils roll at a rapid pace.

    Top, middle, bottom,

    Cheonharang used the side of his wooden sword to block the sword coming from the middle, then twisted it to block the attack coming from above.

    “What!”

    Then her foot rose and she crushed one of the swords with her ankle.

    Cheonharang opened his mouth, using the twisted swords as a shield.

    “Attacks aimed downwards are slower because they require lowering the body.”

    Cheonharang rotates his body.

    The twisted swords bounce off with a loud friction sound.

    Soon, Cheonharang rolls the foot that was stepping on the sword once, pulling the floor of the training ground apart.

    The bodies of the three knights rise.

    “From now on, the person in charge of the bottom will move half a beat faster.”

    The knights engraved Cheonharang’s words on their bodies before my body was thrown into the corner.

    -bang!

    Cheon Ha-rang, who had already dealt with nine knights despite his small stature, shook off the dust from his clothes.

    Even in that movement, no gaps are visible.

    “Hmm, it’s going to be fifteen.”

    Cheonharang’s pupils move slowly.

    The corners of her mouth rise slightly, as if she is refreshed.

    “Don’t just wait and see, go for it all at once.”

    The knights broke out in a cold sweat at the sight.

    “The depth of my practice is not so shallow that you can see the bottom just by measuring it, so… .”

    Cheonharang’s eyes narrow.

    “Don’t move clumsily, but rush in with respect.”

    Do you understand?

    Cheonharang smiled brightly.

    “““““Yes!!!””””

    Once again, no, the Knights and Cheonharang clashed with more violence than before.

    * * *

    The center of the training ground.

    “Ugh… .”

    There was no one here sane except me standing there.

    “Hmm.”

    I feel a little sorry… .

    The level of the Knights was higher than I thought, so I think I adjusted my strength incorrectly without realizing it.

    Of course, the level of individual power was nothing compared to Lucius or the nameless… .

    Well, it looks pretty useful, and I think that maybe ten of them could subdue Nameless.

    It’s really amazing… .

    It seems like those people, who seem to have no talent at all, could subdue the genius who is full of talent, no matter how passionate they are.

    Besides, their true value was not in their individual strength.

    As the name ‘Knights’ suggests, when they joined forces, it was not a simple addition, but twice as difficult.

    I hope you haven’t neglected your training under Camilla’s teachings.

    then….

    How much of a talentless, average person is Camilla, who raised not one, but several people to that level?

    -Wooddeok

    After twisting his body forcibly to avoid the sword, he adjusted the twisted skeletons here and there.

    Slightly- I turned my head and looked at Camilla.

    Camilla, who caught my eye, had an unexpectedly indifferent expression on her face, contrary to my expectations that she would be able to disintegrate.

    I was surprised at Camilla’s appearance for a moment, then smiled at her.

    “Grandma, why are you laughing so badly?”

    Camilla frowned, not liking my expression.

    My smile grew deeper.

    I bet that face will turn red soon if you listen to what I’m about to say.

    “Camilla.”

    “Grandma, don’t try to ruin the mood, just call me like you normally do.”

    That really spoiled brat… .

    Tsk, I was trying to raise your spirits a bit in front of the knights, but I guess it’s okay to call you that if that’s what you want.

    He let out a small sigh and opened his mouth again.

    “… Yeah, kid.”

    “What.”

    Camilla’s head tilted as if waiting for my answer.

    He raised one corner of his mouth and slowly walked towards Camilla, who had her arms crossed.

    “I thought about it for a while.”

    He put his arm around Camilla’s shoulders, and her brow furrowed.

    “Shouldn’t you be the target of the map sparring?”

    “… Huh?”

    Within moments, Camilla’s brow furrows completely and she glares at me.

    Yeah, this is it.

    I wanted to see this expression on the kid’s face.

    Shouldn’t this cheeky brat have been educated at least once?

    Surely, there are others besides me who would want it too.

    … Of course, I wasn’t sure yet that I would win, but this was just a duel, not a life or death match.

    As long as your life is not in danger, you can see Camilla’s power without feeling burdened.

    Camilla’s frown slowly loosens and she raises the corners of her lips.

    And this goes for Camilla too, not just me.

    As long as our goals are aligned, there is nothing to exclude.

    Camilla is happy to know my power, and I can see the level of power in this world by crossing swords with Camilla, the best in the empire.

    Aren’t these really fair terms?

    “Are you okay? Grandma, all your cartilage is broken?”

    With those words, Camilla pulls out a large sword the size of her body that she had stuck in the ground.

    “It’s okay, I’m the oldest, just like you said.”

    “Phew.”

    Camilla’s breathy smile, I looked at it and raised the corners of my lips.

    “Shouldn’t we discipline that rude brat to such an elder?”

    “… A lover? Me? ”

    “Oh no, it’s not a puppy.”

    He carefully brought his head to her ear.

    “Now that I think about it, you weren’t a kid, you were an old woman.”

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