CH 97

: Sword (4)

Jamie slowly opened her eyes. His eyelids were heavy, but more than that, he wondered why he woke up here.

'Is this my room?'

He had just woken up, so he wasn't used to the darkness, so he couldn't see well, but it wasn't so bad that he couldn't recognize the room.

'What happened?'

Jamie recalled her last memory.

Even if it was the last memory, there was nothing but the memory of continuing to run. His head was a little dazed, his legs were numb, and he was so tired that he couldn't even straighten his back.

'You must have passed out.'

Jamie didn't know that he passed the exam due to a loss of memory along the way.

As a result, my eyes frowned.

Given the circumstances, it seems that he has failed in canter, so will he be unable to learn the sword?

'I don't think my father would be that cold, but Isn't that again?'

Seeing Count Welton's attitude toward the sword this time, I thought that it wasn't necessarily the case.

I was worried about what would happen if I told him to give up the sword because he lacked qualifications.

On the other hand, I wondered if it would have been better to run like that.

Jamie didn't know much about stamina, either, but he knew it was difficult to run for hours without a break as a young body.

If I didn't give up and passed out, wouldn't it be taken into account?

'I do not know.'

The decision is made by Earl Wellton.

Jamie took a deep breath and turned to the right.

And I met someone's eyes.

" ."

" ."

Sarah is sitting by the bed, staring at Jamie.

Jamie also looked at her sister like that without blinking a single eye.

The two watched silently for a long time.

It was Jamie who looked first. He saw a pink squirrel in Sarah's arms.

The half-contemplative squirrel was looking at Jamie with weary eyes, and at first glance, it looked like he was suffering quite a bit from the bulging under his eyes.

He turned his eyes back to look at Sarah.

Sarah didn't say a word for some reason.

It was the same with Jamie, but he kept his mouth shut, not knowing what to say.

No matter how I thought about it, it was difficult to understand. Why is my three-year-old sister here alone, without a guardian?

If even a nanny had been nearby, there was no one around, even if he looked for signs.

That was then.

"Sa, Sarah?"

Sarah frowned and pulled her lips upwards.

There were wrinkles on the chin, and the plump cheeks trembled.

Tears welled up in my big eyes.

"Huh!"

Then he burst into tears.

Jamie jumped up to the sound of her sister's cries.

buy it? buy it? Why are you crying all of a sudden? buy it?

"My dad is sarayi- uh uh huh!"

His pronunciation was muffled because of crying, but he said that his brother was still alive.

So, you thought you were dead and kept watching over you? It was absurd, but on the other hand, such a younger sister was unique.

First of all, I have to do something from this cry.

Jamie moved her hands and feet with a bright face as bright as possible to soothe her sister.

"Wow ."

Sarah barely stopped crying.

Jamie sighed in relief and patted his brother's head.

"Are you okay now?"

"Wow."

Sarah wiped her tears with her small hand and nodded.

Jamie smiled involuntarily at the sight.

I had the urge to grab my cheeks, which had gotten bigger after crying, but I held it in.

"Did you think my brother was dead?"

"I know you're busy ."

"Is your brother alive?"

Uh. Sarai. Thank God."

Where else did she learn such a greeting? Sara, holding her hands tightly, bowed her head in the air.

But Sara, if you tell God in front of you, it's okay... .

Jamie couldn't even say that.

He just looked at his sister awkwardly. Then, his eyes met again with the pink squirrel Bena.

-master .

Bena sent a telepathic message in a weak voice.

-master I had a hard time. Now I want to take a break.

Bena's voice is so pitiful.

If it were someone else, I would sympathize with that voice and caress you that it's okay.

It's not hard

'I had a harder time. So you can do it a little harder.'

-master!

'Didn't you like to spread out and sleep when I was running hard?'

-master?

'Anyway, Sarah misses you. Please stay with us a little longer.'

-master!!

Jamie cut off the telepathy, smiled and patted Sarah's head.

Sara smiles all over the place.

Bena was the only one who couldn't smile on the spot.

"You look okay?"

At that moment, Earl Welton's voice was heard.

He stood leaning against the half-open door.

Jamie nodded looking at the Count.

"More than I thought."

Dad!

Sarah jumped up, threw Bena on the bed, and ran toward the Count with her arms outstretched.

In the meantime, Bena, who escaped from Sarah's hand, disappeared as if fleeing somewhere.

It will reappear when Sarah's interest has cooled.

'Poor boy.'

It wasn't what Jamie, who had been accusing him of suffering more, would do.

The count held his daughter as he was running.

"Why is my daughter here?"

"Recognize that your brother is busy. So, thank God and pray."

The middle part was omitted too much, but it wasn't like that for a day or two. If the Count pretended to be nice, he understood.

"I thought my brother was dead, but fortunately he is alive, so we prayed to God that we were really lucky, didn't we?"

Yeah!

"Also, my daughter. I know you will take care of me too."

The Count rubbed his bearded face on his plump cheeks, wondering if Sarah was too cute.

"It hurts ."

Sara wept over her stinging father's face.

The Count put Sarah down with a smile on his father's face.

"Daddy has something to talk about with his brother, so why don't we go downstairs and eat some delicious cookies?"

cookie?

When Sarah's eyes lit up at the word Cookie, the Count nodded.

"Did the nanny bake her own cookies for Sarah? Go and have some juice with me."

Wow!

After that, Sarah quickly disappeared.

Worrying about my brother in front of Cookie is nothing but trivial. At that reality, Jamie didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

The count confirmed that his daughter had gone and turned on the light in the room.

The early evening is now as dark as midnight.

"I thought you couldn't move because of muscle pain."

As the Count said, he should have been suffering from severe muscle pain in the first place.

Jamie thought she was really lucky to have the Life Orb. Thanks to all the fatigue and muscle aches I slept, I was now feeling a little nauseous.

"I heard that Hamilton, not my father, was at the gym, so I was embarrassed."

"Of course, I knew I was going to learn from my father."

"It was a long way off. Do you think it's easy to learn a sword for free from a sword master?

"You're still my son."

"Being my son, I have to be stricter. And Hamilton is an excellent instructor."

Jamie's sullen face made the Earl grin and put his hand on his son's head.

"The basics will be taught by Hamilton. Dad is too busy to teach everything from scratch."

"Is it a promise?"

Of course.

The Count put his finger on the little finger that his son had extended.

Sometimes when I see a son like this, I think it's definitely a 7-year-old kid.

"But what happened today? I was obviously running, but I woke up from here."

"Can't you remember?"

Yeah. On the way."

He seemed to have lost consciousness because he had run over the limit.

In the meantime, do you think you will keep running?

The count was proud that his son was not proud.

"You made it to the end. very well."

Ah.

"He was like my son."

Jamie scratched his head at the Earl's praise and smiled mischievously.

The Count looked at his son and remembered what Hamilton had told him during the day.

- The master seems to have something.

- What do you mean?

- He continued to run even after the canter was over, so I approached him to stop him. However, a very vicious force threatened me.

- A vicious force?

- I don't know for sure, but I took a step back without realizing it.

Hamilton was an excellent knight with advanced skills even in the Sword Expert.

He said that he felt an unknown threat from Jamie, so he couldn't listen in vain.

Maybe that's the secret of Jamie's overwhelming magical talent.

Separately, Hamilton wrote:

- Aside from that, it seems that the physical potential of the master is beyond imagination. As the master must have seen, it is nonsensical physical strength and mental strength.

Jamie ran a total of 5 hours and 17 minutes.

It will continue to run through a difficult time even for an expert.

That's not something a 7-year-old could do.

The Earl, too, at his age, had a canter that did not end at the orders of the previous headmaster.

The Count's record is 3 hours and 36 minutes. Compared to Jamie, it was almost two hours short of time.

Even then, the former head of the family rejoiced that a great genius had appeared in our family.

'It must have been that he was born not only for magic, but also for the body.'

It was Earl Wellton who knew Jamie better than anyone. Of course, Jamie, the reincarnation, was completely unaware of some things because he had thoroughly hidden them, but he knew the exercise part better than he did.

Not to mention, Jamie had never done sports before.

It's not about walking and running, it's about systematic training.

'It's disappointing.'

Although he did not express it, the Earl was shocked when he heard the results from Hamilton.

As the Count looked at him silently, Jamie tilted his head and called him.

father?

The earl opened his mouth at his son's call.

"I will pick up my sword from tomorrow."

"Aren't you doing no more googling?"

"You wouldn't have to."

Jamie jumped up at the thought that she wouldn't have to do that boring, boring, arduous, annoying canter any more.

"Really?"

"Are you that good?"

of course!

It was a car that bothered me at the thought that I might have to do it every day.

Jamie, who did not know the exact purpose of the training, could be purely rejoicing.

"Of course, I will run for an hour every day. I have to maintain my stamina and increase my lung capacity."

" One hour?"

"If you don't even like that, you shouldn't learn the sword."

"Everyone, of course we have to run!"

Jamie pretended to run on the bed.

The Count blows away the dust and tells his son to sit down.

"I'm going to learn the basics from Hamilton for a while. Don't learn in vain because I'm not teaching. Hamilton is a scary guy when he's an instructor.

It was only morning, but it was a car that experienced a red hat and black sunglasses.

"I'll be using a wooden sword from tomorrow, so he might roll harder."

"Uh ."

"Be patient with it and learn the basics well. From then on, I will pass on the Welton family's swordsmanship and my vision of 'Futility Divide'."

Dagger (Futility Divide).

A sword that cuts through the void.

The swordsmanship that made the Welton family, one of the best swordsmen in one hand, able to be where it is today.

For the first time, I learned the name of the family's arcane swordsmanship.

"It will not be an easy road."

These are the words of Earl Welton, who walked that road and reached the apex of the sword.

"But don't believe you can do it enough."

"I showed you my resolve yesterday."

I will not let go of magic, sword, or anything.

The Count smiled and patted his son on the shoulder.

"Then get some rest. It will be hard again from tomorrow."

Jamie erased her childish expression as the Count left.

"It's a dagger."

It's not as clear as the abstract name, but Beiryl told me to learn the family's swordsmanship.

Even the Count's vision.

'If it's your father's vision, does he have a technique that evolved from a dagger?'

There is still a long way to go to reach that truth.

Jamie got up.

The Count told him to rest more for tomorrow, but he had no intention of doing so.

"Let's train a little more."

If you use Gramia, you can easily create a good training ground to train your body.

There's even a life ball there, so even if you're tired, you'll recover quickly.

Jamie headed to the roof.

Bena was struggling as if he had already grabbed it in his hand.

- Let me go, Master!

shut up. You too are training in hell from today."

-master!!

Bena's cry echoed through Jamie's head.

- Continued on next episode -