episode_0109

Spring Shield.

Compared to the military techniques of the other four seasons, which were all classified as weapons such as swords, spears, and bows, the spring shield was uniquely a military technique that inherited shields, which were classified as armor.

Shields were commonly known as defensive weapons. The concept of a shield was that it was a weapon whose purpose was to block the opponent’s attacks, and as such, it was a weapon classified as armor.

Of course, this was a classification based on a one-dimensional concept. Depending on the raw materials used to make the shield, it could be used as a more lethal offensive weapon than any other weapon.

As a clear example, the buckler, which was mainly used in duels, was a small shield with a circumference of about 30 cm. It was so small that it was almost impossible to block thrown objects.

Bucklers, which can only block vital areas at best, are not aimed at blocking something, but are mainly used for active shielding techniques that secure faster mobility than the opponent and block the opponent’s weapon.

Buckler swordsmanship also consisted primarily of techniques such as using a shield to disturb the opponent’s vision rather than using a shield as a defensive tactic, and in times of emergency, striking the opponent using a substitute for a weapon.

Tactical Combat’s spring shield was also a weapon technique that was conceived in that respect.

Shield art began with the question of whether the shield could be used more aggressively.

That was the spring shield.

The spring shield was a shield technique that used a taji shield worn on the forearm rather than using a buckler specialized for dueling.

It is a shield art invented by those commonly referred to as sword fighting warriors, and it was a military art that began with the idea of blocking an opponent’s attack with a shield, rather than using a shield to block.

The spring shield, which started from the belief that the best defense is always attack, has become more sophisticated over the generations.

The insistence on only attacking with a shield has disappeared, and it has been modified to respond flexibly to the opponent’s attacks.

So time passes and now.

The spring shield ranked first among the military techniques of the four seasons.

***

Gilbert sighed as he looked at the next successor to the Spring Shield, who was wearing a taji on his left forearm and an armored sword on his waist.

Just once.

You only need to win once to achieve the 100-person slash achievement, but a strong enemy appears at the last moment.

Maium Yar, the next successor to Spring Shield.

Yar was the only variable that Gilbert assumed that could not be eliminated, but unfortunately, his prediction was correct.

While planning this 100-person cutting achievement, Gilbert tried to reduce variables as much as possible.

It was with this moment in mind that I told Ethel, the next successor to Summer Spear, in a cheesy tone, that there was a separate duel stage.

Because deleting one variable at the cost of being upset once was a cheap thing to do.

And although he is not currently here, the next successor to the Autumn Bow was out of the question from the beginning. Since my personality is to dislike crowded places, I was confident that if I increased the scale by soliciting customers like this, they would not come forward voluntarily.

In reality, the next successor to the Autumn Bow was not located here.

However, when it came to Maium Yar, Gilbert had no choice but to leave it to luck. Not only was there no point of contact at the moment, but it was clear that if contact was made, they would show a strange competitive spirit and attack right away.

So I just prayed to the heavens, but it was still just in case.

In the first place, I was dropped into the fantasy world where the game was set, and it might have been funny to think about it.

Gilbert, realizing that the one-minute timer between sparring was almost up, neatly accepted his sparring request.

“Gilbert Lionheart is one of the next successors to the Winter Sword.”

“He knows how to do things like this and is funnier than he looks.”

Maium, who had a physique as strong as Gilbert, grinned, showing his teeth. It was a unique habit that Maium showed when he met someone he liked.

“Are you going to gather people like this and have a sparring match or something like that, cutting down a white man?”

” Coincidentally, this is our 100th sparring.”

Brynhild, who had been quietly observing the situation, intervened.

Gilbert glanced at her and saw that his face was full of pride, whether he knew it or not.

I felt like I knew the reason without even having to listen.

It seemed like he wanted to brag that his man was this good.

It was shocking to Gilbert, but when had she ever written down his opinion?

He decided to just say it was okay and move on.

“It wasn’t really a good time to come to Demeia Academy, but I think it’ll get better from now on.”

Maium’s eyes widened slightly when she saw Brynhild, but soon began to glow with enthusiasm.

Those eyes looked similar to those of a wild beast that had found its prey.

Brynhild also seemed to have noticed that gaze and frowned slightly.

“I don’t like that gaze, it’s so disrespectful.”

“That can’t be possible. There was just one more thing I liked.”

Brynhild, smiling, kicked up a wooden sword lying around and grabbed it.

Although she had now found Jiabi and was quietly staying by his side, she was a proud great warrior of Sigurd’s clan.

It was impossible to become someone’s prey.

“It’s my game.””…If that’s the case.”

Brynhild raised his hand and looked at Gilbert, who had stopped him from going up to the sparring hall. Although his eyes were indifferent, they contained a strong will not to step forward.

He really knows how to protect his woman.

Brynhild suddenly felt better and lowered his wooden sword.

Originally, hiding behind a man didn’t suit her, but it was a different story if the target was a man who was supposed to be Jiabi.

Moreover, if it was to protect his woman, there was no reason to stop him.

“Is that what happened? Interesting.”

Maium looked at Gilbert and Brynhild alternately, then nodded as to what conclusion she had come to.

Gilbert was deeply troubled by that conclusion.

“It’s annoying.”

“Ha. I’m so sorry about this. Once I like something, I have to get it to be satisfied.”

So what?

The question rose up in Gilbert’s throat, but he didn’t ask it.

Because so much attention was already focused on me, even if I said something pointless, it would only lead to gossip.

“So, let’s make a decision through this match. Who is the right man?”

No, why are you doing it with me?

Questions arose in my head again, but I suppressed them this time.

If you think about it, it was a headache.

Maybe it would be a good idea to become self-employed.

Gilbert only remembered that the achievement of cutting 100 people was just around the corner.

Because achieving achievements was my top priority, I put everything else aside.

Maium held up the prepared wooden sword and wooden shield, looking more motivated than ever.

As expected, as expected of the next successor to the Spring Shield, who is skilled in shield techniques, he showed a meticulous look at the balance of the shield.

After swinging his shield into the air several times, he seemed satisfied and struck it with his wooden sword.

“Let’s play. The next successor to the Winter Sword.”

That’s how the final sparring of the 100-person slash began.

***

As soon as Seraphina received the report that Gilbert was up to something, she headed straight to the location. It was because I was very curious about what her cute priest had done this time.

The image of Ian in her mind had long since disappeared. Although his name was added to the recruiting list again, Gilbert was always at the top of the sales list.

For Seraphina, who grew up in the cold imperial palace, Gilbert was a very different person. He was different from the treacherous nobles who always flattered him to look good, and he was also different from the vassals who swore loyalty to him.

If you really want to ask, is it similar to the blue-blooded count who guards the distant border?

But Gilbert felt different from my father, the Margrave of Sangvis.

A new type of human being different from the countless people she has met in her life.

Moreover, he was always at the center of trouble.

It was the same not long ago.

Didn’t he suddenly arrange a peace treaty with Sigurd’s clan and then shortly afterwards request that the great warriors of Sigurd’s clan be specially incorporated into Demeia Academy?

Seraphina, who immediately recognized Gilbert’s hidden intentions, decided that his request was beneficial to her after weighing the various pros and cons, and readily accepted.

In fact, at a time when the battle for the heir to the throne was intensifying, her peace with Sigurd’s family was of great help to her.

The words were peace, but it was as if Sigurd’s family had come in with their heads bowed.

It also meant that the pacification of Sigurd’s clan, which no warlord had done so far, was achieved under her name.

It was something that could be called an achievement, and her position as successor was further solidified.

All of this was a side effect of what her priest Gilbert had done. I don’t know if he did it with this in mind, but it didn’t change the fact that she benefited greatly as a result.

And today I heard that Gilbert had done something.

Seraphina was unbearably curious about the outcome of the sparring and why such a thing was done.

Seraphina, who felt that she would not be satisfied unless she saw it with her own eyes, took the cadet who hurriedly reported to the lead.

My steps naturally quickened in order to see what Gilbert had done as soon as possible.

All of the student council executives followed in the footsteps of the student council president. The purpose was to stop Gilbert, who suddenly acted without any permission.

Guided by the cadet who was the first reporter, Seraphina and other student council members were able to arrive at the sparring hall where a group of people were camped out as if building a wall.

If you look closely, the Academy cadets who participated in the exchange meeting were mixed with Demeia cadets.

In some ways, it did not correspond to the original purpose of the exchange meeting.

Seraphina couldn’t help but laugh.

Before the meaning of exchange meetings faded.

The unity of the academies, which has now become the superficial reason, has now been achieved.

The cadets who were mingling with other academy cadets and looking at the sparring area showed no signs of ostracizing each other.

They were just enthusiastic about the two men who were heating up the sparring arena.

Serafina was moved by the palpable heat and slowly walked to the sparring hall.

The cadets glared at the student council that created space for Seraphina to pass through, but as soon as they saw Seraphina’s appearance, they hurriedly got out of the way.

Seraphina made her way through the wall of cadets and finally reached the sparring hall.

Dalian was already reaching its end.

The wooden sword clashed with the wooden sword, and the shield split the air.

The two next successors to the martial arts of the Four Seasons were engaged in a decisive battle aimed solely at defeating their opponents without retreating an inch.

But it seemed clear who had the upper hand.

“Pfft!”

The sound of enduring pain finally rang out from the sparring hall, where the only sound was the sound of weapons clashing.

The main character of the sound was the next successor to Spring Shield, who was sparring with Gilbert.

He was able to use shield skills like an iron wall and a shield skill like a thunderbolt at the same time, and he gradually began to focus on Gilbert’s Winter Sword, which swings the sword as unwaveringly as the first time.

There was a clear difference in basic physical strength, basic military skills, and experience gained through countless battles.

Seraphina looked at it in silence and felt the strongest emotion of her life.

I want to have talented people who shine like that.

I don’t want to give it to anyone, I just want to keep it for myself and completely.

It was the first time in her short life that she had wanted only one thing like this.

Serafina’s desire for talent exploded as she watched Gilbert achieve victory in the sparring arena.

It was a possessive desire that I would never feel again.

***

[The 100-person slash achievement is in progress. (100/100)]

[Achievement 100 Slash achieved.]

[I have acquired the title of master of dueling.]

[The title Swordsman has been acquired.]

[The sub-scenario Twisted Possessiveness has been unlocked and forced to be accepted.]