episode_0174

After returning to the Ester family mansion, we devoted ourselves to training with great enthusiasm.

Now that I’ve returned from a hard day’s work away from home, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to relax and relax for a while… Is there anyone who can do that in my time?

I just didn’t have the ability to cut down two Abyss Priests in succession, so I got hit in the side by black lightning.

Originally, you thought you should rest only today, but you end up resting for the rest of your life. In particular, those who lived on a knife-meat diet usually rested in the grave.

So no matter how tired or difficult it was, I couldn’t skip training.

In the first place, it wasn’t that hard anymore. This is because the proportion of physical training has decreased and the proportion of sparring has increased.

– Card clack!

“Haaap!”

Long swords intertwined with sparks flying. The four rays of eye light draw a blue afterglow in the air, and the clash of swords emits a flash of light.

One-on-one sparring to check how much your skills have improved.

Although it was a sparring match, both sides wore armor and even displayed their karmic powers as they fought, so the blades being swung were so fierce that they were reminiscent of a real battle.

“The expression of karma has become more natural. My movements have become faster….”

“Haap!”

Crossing swords. The blade he swung as he took a big step forward was blocked by Lord Veloren’s long sword and slipped to the side.

– Quaaaang!

The chipped blade spewed out metal shards, and the tip of the blade, which was bent and stuck on the ground, scattered broken stone fragments in all directions.

“Huh…!”

He clicks his tongue softly and throws himself towards her. A slash made by raising the shoulder like a shield.

“It’s just that I developed a bad habit in a short period of time.”

However, my mother-Lord Veloren, as if he had expected this, took a couple of steps back, drew a circle with his sword, and pushed my longsword aside.

Wow, this is leaking.

The power to crush even steel armor like a cookie was not able to break even the thin and thin sword body, and it was scattered in vain. It was a perfect parry that left you with admiration.

“Just because you have more power than others, it is foolish to fight in a way that shows off that power recklessly.”

Lord Veloren, who had let go of my attack, grabbed my forearm as I swung at her and gently gave advice.

“Ugh…!”

He has such strength that it wouldn’t be surprising if his forearm were pulled out. The entire upper body was pulled forward by the strength of the high-ranking knight’s karma.

“If you were going to fight like that, you should have used a great sword.”

Lord Veloren kicks my leg at the same time. I tried my best to resist, but how easy is it to correct a broken posture?

I was spun around in a parabola around my grabbed forearm, and fell to the floor with a crash. A sensation closer to shock than pain hit my back.

“Oops!”

“Remember, achieving maximum results with minimum effort is the essence of technology.”

Lord Veloren, who had pinned me to the ground, let go of the arm he was holding and said.

“Those who only put their strength first may be fierce against the weak, but they are powerless against stronger enemies and more enemies. Since a person’s physical strength is limited, the time in which they can demonstrate their full power is not very long.”

“Uh…that’s right…?”

A person who only puts power first. It was a scathing point that had nothing to refute.

Certainly, the slash just now was nothing more than a reckless attack made without any special technique and relying on overwhelming strength.

When fighting bandits, it was convenient because you could crush the enemy’s armor or shield with just such a simple attack, but it was definitely a bad habit.

This is because the habit of pushing with such force was added to the sword skills he had previously learned, revealing a clear gap against strong opponents of the same level or higher.

“When you have to break the armor, you should use all your strength to break it, but when you don’t need to, don’t waste your strength and save it.”

Lord Veloren continued her advice, tapping the crevices of my armor with the tip of her sword.

“Even though it is small and weak enough not to break an iron plate, it is enough to pierce and cut flesh and bone.”

Trying to break armor with a long sword is just a waste of strength. If you are a longsword knight, the advice is to win with the skill of taking advantage of the enemy’s gap.

For me, who was prone to depleting stamina quickly due to Kang Wan’s recoil, this was advice that really mattered to me.

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I continued training again for several days.

My daily routine is to sweat and train all day, then take a bath with Friede to relieve the day’s fatigue, fall into a deep sleep, and then wake up in the morning to start training again.

The treadmill ended about five days after returning to Bainen.

“Hilde, His Majesty Argantyr sent a personal letter. Check it.”

“A personal letter?”

A letter sent from 2nd Prince Argantyr. I put the cleanly emptied bowl of stew aside, took the envelope from my mother, and opened it.

– Click.

It wasn’t just a letter.

When I tore the envelope and turned it over, five gold coins fell on the table with a dull metallic sound.

In silver coins, it’s five hundred coins. It seemed to be a reward for defeating the Abyss Priest Ganagle, but it was an ambiguous amount to consider as a large amount.

As an adventurer’s reward, this alone is a huge amount of money… It is indeed a mediocre amount for a reward for killing an Abyss Priest.

… Our prince seems to be very picky about spending money. Is this the type of thing that doesn’t feed the fish it catches?

‘Well, it’s not something I do for money anyway.’

It was a little disappointing, but not enough to make me feel dissatisfied.

As long as she can shake off the notoriety that comes with the name Brünnhilde, she will be able to make as much money as she wants in the future.

“Well, what does it say?”

When I put down the gold coin, picked up the letter, and started reading, Friede, who was sitting next to me, poked his head in and asked.

“Hmm… It’s not much. We had a hard time defeating Ganagle… It’s unfortunate that our troops suffered great damage, but since Ganagle and Ariane appeared, I know it was inevitable… I’m sorry I didn’t figure it out in advance…. ”

In general, the first part of the letter was close to praising the feats that Friede and I had accomplished.

The power of the Deep Sea Church was greatly reduced after losing its leader, or the assassins of the organization disposed of Ganagle’s body and retreated safely. Things like that.

“And… uh… ‘It’s also work to take care of things, so take care of accidents in moderation…?’ “What is this?”

However, from the middle of the letter, the tone changed drastically. So much so that I, who was naturally reading the story behind it, paused for a moment and tilted my head.

/Severe pollution of Pinwood Forest. As a result, a monster appears. The intervention of the Holy Knights. The number of adventurers has drastically decreased. Secondary damage due to looters flocking in large numbers./

“Uh…this….”

I stopped reading the letter and let out a light sigh. Because the letter was filled with things I had heard a lot about in handwriting.

/Is that all there is? The drastic decrease in adventurers created a power vacuum throughout the area, and the death of Baron Braum threw the entire territory into chaos. The responsibility for resolving this whole situation was naturally passed on to the royal family./

Sentences that list only information related to Braum’s territory in a calm tone.

However, just by looking at the handwriting, which was distorted due to excessive force, it was clear what kind of mindset Argantyr had in writing this personal letter.

It seems like our prince is a little angry.

Well, since he has taken full responsibility for the accident caused by his subcontractor, it is only natural for him to be angry unless he is a saint.

/To cause such disaster in one journey. I understand very well that the widely spread false name was not false. Be careful. If a situation like this happens again, I have no intention of stopping with a pay cut like this time./

I know that the monster in Pinwood Forest is you.

This time, I’ll just cut the compensation a little and we’ll take care of it, but if an accident like this happens in the future, I won’t just ignore it.

Argantir’s personal letter said so.

I was just quietly amazed at Argantir’s ability to immediately discover the identity of the ‘monster’ that no one had discovered.

‘He’s capable. ‘How on earth did you know that?’

I clicked my tongue and laughed, then turned the letter and finished reading what was written on the back.

“Let’s see, the back part… Ah, this is a new job.”

It hasn’t been long since he returned, but there are already new orders. Argantyr seems to be a vicious boss who can’t stand his subordinates resting.

Well, he seems like a good fit for a backworld assassination organization. In the first place, the Golden Eagle Shadow itself was an organization that had nothing to do with justice.

The salary was extremely low, the superiors were authoritarian, and the intensity of work was murderous enough to remove several corpses. Even vacations were extremely short.

This was a completely black company. Black corporations.

Ever since the members of the organization were all black, I had a vague sense of it. Argantyr, shouldn’t that man have been running the cotton fields, not the kingdom?

“Work? What’s going on? Me too, I miss you too!”

“You are coming after clearing out the newly discovered middle-level dungeon. It is a dungeon that has not been explored yet, so please be especially careful?”

Conquer unexplored middle-level dungeons. That was the second command Argantir gave us.