episode_0136
by fnovelpiaGilbert meditated and quietly sank into his inner self.
Today, during the swordsmanship class with Brianna, the iaipsui technique shown while sparring with Ian came to mind like a shadow in the water.
The sword shown today had many shortcomings compared to the Iaigijutsu performed at the Slaves central branch. I didn’t use up all the mana I had, and I didn’t even use limit breaking.
Even though he didn’t put everything into a single strike, he easily cut Ian’s sword in half. I didn’t understand why that was possible. I just thought I could do it, and I did it.
When dividing the level of swordsmanship, people often divide it into two categories.
As your Mana Heart Attack proficiency increases, more precise and detailed control becomes possible. This is the state that is commonly referred to in martial arts circles as where one becomes a master of qigong and is said to be in a dark state or a village state.
On the other hand, if you train your sword skills to the extreme, you can reach a point where you can swing your sword sharper and more powerfully with just one intention, without mana flow.
If you train this to the extreme, it is a stage where will or intent is used like mana.
Those who like to talk loudly say, “Simgeom.”
I was able to reach the point where I had a sword in my heart.
But Gilbert didn’t think he had reached that level.
I didn’t even know if the heart sword actually existed, and wasn’t Tactical Combat, the basis of this world, a game where you had to hone your sword skills to begin with?
However, since he made a contract with an artificial spirit and moved the crystal of magical engineering known as a giant soldier, there was a high possibility that the level of swordsmanship would be helpful in the manipulation technique itself.
The power of will is also something that cannot be left out in manipulation techniques.
Gilbert gathered his scattered concentration back into one place. Whatever the reason, the reason he meditated like this was to look back on the swordsmanship he had practiced in Dalian.
At the time of sparring, he had raised Ian’s skills to a certain level to see his skills. He was going to do that, even if it wasn’t what Brianna said before they started sparring.
The gap between Gilbert and Ian, who already differed too much in growth speed, was at a level that could not be bridged even with the presence of the super artificial spirit Precia. In addition, the character of Gilbert was molded with physical talent that had almost reached human limits.
Ian had been honing his body, which had been built like that, through an absurd training schedule for almost half a year, so no matter how hard Ian tried, he was not at a level where he could catch up.
In such a situation, what would know that he was giving his all?
So, he planned to engage in sparring by controlling the amount of mana.
However, when we started sparring and saw them rushing towards each other, I realized that it was too far. Assessing the opponent’s skills and understanding their behavior patterns was not enough, so they began to attack with all their might.
Of course, his head may have been spinning because he was about to perform a swordsmanship, but that was okay with him. His incredible physical abilities pushed human reflexes to the limit.
Whatever ability level was 95, it was the same as falling into the alien category.
If I hadn’t reached the skill level of 95 in the Slaves’ armory at the right time, I wouldn’t have been able to do something crazy like splitting a giant god soldier, no matter how lucky I was. There was that much of a gap between numbers 94 and 95.
If you think about it differently, there was no point in taking the time, so they could have gone first. He deserves praise for not stiffening up in front of a strong man, but Ian’s eyes at that time were disapproving of him who was wielding a lead sword.
This may be due to the general perception that foot sword techniques are weak in sparring, but what does it matter when it enters the realm of superhumans?
If you delve into just that one thing for a moment and reach the realm of superhumanity, even that won’t be a problem.
It just becomes a ritual. If you accumulate training to the point where you can surpass your cognitive speed for just a moment, it becomes a prerequisite for entering the realm of superhumanity.
If it were reality, it would be nonsense, but what? This is the world that Gilbert saw as a game. It was an authentic fantasy world mixed with science fiction, with systems, magic, magical engineering, and giant soldiers.
Anything that can be done can be done. And this was the world where balgeomsul and iahapbeigi could exist as practical skills.
I swung my sword to make Ian realize that fact. I concentrated as much as possible, stretched the clock, and increased my cognitive time.
He split the iron sword with only his will, a little mana, and swordsmanship.
Gilbert was able to recall that sensation through meditation.
Next time you ask if that is possible, it was possible.
His eyes suddenly opened.
I was filled with the feeling that this is what enlightenment is like.
But funny enough, the system was quiet. He was curious as to why, but he turned his attention off. I thought there must be some reason.
Gilbert got up and realized that it was already getting late at night. I tried to meditate quietly, but I had no idea that this much time would pass.
In fact, meditation was far from him. Whether I was feeling well or not, I couldn’t fall into a deep sleep, so I often dozed off when meditating. Otherwise, I would have to shove a sleeping pill into my mouth and force myself to sleep.
The reason for that was so bitter that a bitter smile appeared on Gilbert’s lips. I felt like I was just thinking about something useless.
“Are you a Gilbert cadet by any chance?”
As he left the training room, a middle-aged man with a stylish beard was looking at him.
Gilbert wiped his smile at the sudden appearance of the person and returned to his usual blunt face.
“Who is it?”
First of all, I was not an academy official. The clothes he was wearing were different from the uniforms worn by academy workers.
Above all, the clean-cut charcoal gray colored outfit didn’t look like it was worth a penny or two, even to Gilbert, who didn’t know much about the value of clothes.
“There is someone who wants you. Could you please spare a moment of your time?”
Gilbert realized here that the other person did not want to reveal his identity. When I took a quick look, I noticed that none of the nearby recording magic spheres were operating normally.
Indeed, it is so.
Gilbert seemed to know roughly their identity.
“Take the lead.”
“I’ve only heard of this person through rumors, but he’s interesting. Aren’t you curious about who I serve?”
“Be careful not to say unnecessary things. If you’re thinking of giving it a go, you’re in the wrong place.”
“As expected, it was a slip of the tongue. All right. Please follow me.”
Gilbert followed the man who was laughing.
When asked if I was curious about who it was, I was so shocked that I couldn’t even laugh. It felt odd to give information so openly and pretend it came from some secret organization.
If the Academy’s recording magic sphere is neutralized and an outsider is walking around the Academy, there is only one thing that can come to mind.
The person who caused the most uproar at the Academy in recent years.
Prince Richard.
He was looking for Gilbert.
***
Prince Richard was lost in thought with his legs crossed in the place provided by the Academy. He thought about Ian, who had just returned from an audience.
When I wondered why that talented person caught my eye, I found out that he was a worthy person. He had accumulated a lot of things for his age, and he was filled with the desire to succeed and to be recognized.
To be honest, Richard didn’t dislike those people. The desire to improve was the only fuel that enabled humans to improve, and it became the driving force that prevented them from becoming complacent with reality.
In that sense, Ian was a talented person.
A talent that his younger sister Serafina might be keeping an eye on.
But at the same time, I had a question. According to a report from the intelligence department under his command, the number one target for recruitment for Seraphina was not Ian, but Gilbert, a badass hero whose name has been rising recently.
The words bastard and hero don’t go well together, but it was true that there was no better word to define Gilbert. Gilbert, who had been called a disgrace to the count just half a year ago, was now being called a hero of the empire.
The mark he left sparkled in the long history of the empire, but that did not mean his past deeds disappeared. It is said that politics places importance on the present, but this does not mean covering up the past.
If you embrace him, there’s no way that past won’t stop you one day. Above all, what happened in that half a year that could cause a person’s behavior to change 180 degrees?
Richard fundamentally does not believe in human nature. He himself was a supporter of human evil. All of his tactics began with touching the bottom of human nature.
So that was the question that came to mind.
If we look at Gilbert under the premise that human nature is evil and unchanging, there were a lot of suspicious things about him.
Although they were currently engaged in a secret struggle to become the next emperor, Richard purely valued Serafina as a person. Although he seems affectionate, he is cool-headed. At the same time, I only think about the empire.
Seraphina had chosen the suspicious-looking Gilbert as her top priority for recruitment.
It was an unexpected situation even for Richard.
Richard tapped his face with his index finger. I tried to find out what he was missing, but the information I had was sorely lacking.
– smart
“As you ordered, I have brought Cadet Gilbert.”
“Come in.”
The vassal opened the door and the person he was looking for, Gilbert, came inside.
He habitually looked at Gilbert to gather information.
His well-trained body and exuding energy were unusual.
I’ve seen a lot of articles so far, but it seemed like his physical condition could compete for the best.
“It is an honor to meet you. Your Majesty.”
Gilbert got down on one knee and bowed. Richard’s eyes caught a glimpse of his undisturbed appearance.
“You can wake up. I don’t like unnecessary procedures. It would be polite to entertain guests by offering them something to drink.”
“I will have herbal tea.”
With Richard’s permission, Gilbert sat across from him.
“It looks like you gladly accepted my invitation.”
“I thought Your Highness called me.”
“I already knew… . I see.”
He had quite a sharp eye.
It may have been limited information, but the fact that it was deduced straight away and produced results close to the truth was worthy of a high score.
He was an imperial prince, but he was also a field marshal.
They call him Singimyosan.
For that reason, knights with excellent insight were always on the top of his list of targets for recruitment.
On the battlefield, insight was the best ability to save allies.
“Then do you know why you hired Cadet Gilbert?”
“I think this is a recruitment offer.”
“I think it was a fairly predictable question.”
“I think it’s strange not to know.”
It was impressive to see him answer calmly and drink herbal tea.
Richard couldn’t help but think that it had been a long time since he met someone he was interested in.
“If you already know everything, there is no need to drag it out for a long time. Cadet Gilbert. I want Cadet Gilbert to be my subordinate.”
“The loyalty of the Earl of Hart is always towards the imperial family.”
“I know. That’s why I bring it up.”
Richard didn’t spin around.
In any case, Ian’s recruitment was only halfway through. Richard, who planned to declare an all-out war on Seraphina by putting either Ian or Gilbert under his command, did not bother to hide his intentions.
This was a method that Richard often used when reaping his vassals.
An action that shows sincerity to the other person and puts them at ease.
Even though there is something hidden inside, the other person cannot know it. Even if you show your sincerity, it doesn’t mean you have to show everything.
“You had no intention of giving in in the first place.”
“Do you mean this? I didn’t intend to do that from the beginning. I have lived in struggle. It will be the same this time too. Although there may be a tactical retreat for me, there is no defeat.”
The undefeated commander, Richard Henry Infractus.
They were declaring here that they would jump into the battle-like battle for the throne.
Gilbert looked down at the herbal tea that was starting to cool.
I already knew that the main scenario would happen quickly, but I didn’t know that this would proceed so quickly.
I needed time to think.
“So, I will command you. You must quickly become my subordinate.”
“I refuse.”
“Why?”
“I would have told you. The Hart family’s loyalty is always to the imperial family.”
“Can I understand that to mean that you yourself should become the crown prince?”
“That’s all I have to say to you.”
Gilbert didn’t give a definitive answer. Since the main scenario showed signs of progressing, he also needed time to organize.
It was for this time that he rejected Seraphina’s offer until now. Insurance is provided to clear the main scenario more easily.
Richard clicked his tongue as he watched Gilbert flatly reject his offer. He had been anticipating this situation since he reacted coldly to Seraphina’s courtship.
Still, the reason he felt regretful was because he liked Gilbert more than he thought. As a commander, Gilbert was an attractive chess piece.
Richard quickly cleared his regrets and nodded.
“I understand. However, keep in mind that your visit is always open. You may go. Cadet Gilbert.”
“I’ll just leave.”
Gilbert behaved carefully until the end and escaped from Richard’s room.
“Is it okay if I send it as is?”
“It doesn’t matter. Isn’t that something that was expected anyway? It’s just that the property was better than I thought.”
Richard tapped his index finger on the table and recalled his brief encounter with Gilbert.
Thinking back to how confident he was from start to finish, I was very excited about what was to come.
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