Chapter 1218

Episode 1218. Do you know that only wielding a sword is swordsmanship?

fourth sky.

Principality of Avalant.

Marquis Cyril.

The carriages that left Fiestra were stranded for three days in the snow that suddenly began to pour.

Fortunately, on the fourth day, the snow fell noticeably.

After breakfast, Transport Director Leon Toros called Olaf, who was following him well among the guards.

“Are the passengers all right?”

“Yes, quiet. It happened because of the snow, so there’s no one to blame.”

“Still, goosebumps are everywhere, so keep an eye out for them. When problems arise between passengers, people blame the Stagecoach Association.”

“So, that adventurer. Is it okay if I just leave it alone?”

“Who are you talking about?”

“There is a young man who takes a girl out every morning and lunch. There is a lot of talk among the passengers. There are even rumors that the parents sold the girl to him.”

“What if I don’t let you go? Have you forgotten how the captain of the Algorium’s security forces treated him? If he is not the imperial family, then he is a great nobleman.”

“But I am saying this because I think it is too much for a child. What kind of swordsmanship are you teaching outside when it’s snowing like this? To another inn near Bona Mana...”

“Never mind. Do you see a childish aristocrat once or twice? It’s okay if your parents allow it.”

“I feel sorry for the child. He came back as a super-corpse, showing how much he was beaten by adventurers.”

“Do you know if he is the only one who waits on the aristocrats’ beds? I’m grateful the adventurer doesn’t flirt with other women.”

“...”

Olaf said no more.

As the transport manager said, it’s because if the adventurer touches other women, things get bigger.

Leon Toros let Olaf go and walked to the window.

Looking at the blizzards of snow, it looked as if it would stop by afternoon.

Three or three days after the snow had stopped, the carriage roads would be open.

If you get stuck in one place while moving the wagon, all sorts of accidents happen.

Fortunately, this time the other passengers were calm in the aftermath of the hijacking.

‘But are you really going to go to another inn and do that?’

He wanted to follow the young adventurer and check it out, but he held back.

Even if Olaf’s guess is true, it can’t be stopped.

‘Tsk! Parents are the problem.’

Ultimately, what happens to the child is the responsibility of the parents.

The couple seemed to care for their daughter, but I don’t know why they gave it up to an adventurer.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Someone knocked on the door, and Fabian turned to Elio, who was lying on the bed.

“Here again. Maybe it’s because you’re young, you’re recovering quickly, right?”

Elio went down the bed with a disgusted face.

“Now I am tired. It’s easy to fall out, but I’m eager.”

Then Count Larva Omar added a word.

“He is a sincere child. I don’t know if a female swordsman who surpasses Fabian will come out at this rate?”

Stimulated by those words, Fabian gave up.

“Are you jumping over me? Even if I look like this, I am the one who heard the sound of ‘Clutton’s genius knight’. No one can follow me by working hard. How does that kid’s talent look to Lord Lagoa?”

Elio, who was fully dressed, asked with a sullen face.

“How old were you when you said you were blessed with mana?”

“Sixteen. That’s when Kluton flipped.”

“Has anyone ever been blessed with mana at the age of 12?”

“Archduke Hannes Knauf, who was called the God of War, received the blessing of Mana at the age of twelve. why? Couldn’t it be... that’s not it?”

“Not yet, but there are signs of something. That is why he is so eager.”

“What a blessing of mana you are only 12 years old now! Absolutely not.”

“What else can’t be done?”

“You can become arrogant. So stop teaching.”

“I want to take a break too, but you come to visit me at any time.”

Whether it was because of her simple posture or if Synclair Jeter’s talent was outstanding, she imitated it quite convincingly.

It was far from putting my heart into it, but at least I didn’t have to fix my posture.

Synchronous Jeter unleashed the three swords of talent in order without rest.

Had he swung a wooden sword like that a hundred times?

Elio, who had been watching silently, suddenly shouted.

“slowly!”

Then Synclair Jeter, who was concentrating on putting his heart into the sword, flinched.

She didn’t know why, but she slowed down.

“Put your heart into it!”

For a moment, Synclare Jeter made a cute face.

I was able to concentrate well when swinging fast, but slow motion was difficult because it was like a joke.

I gritted my teeth and tried to concentrate, but the more I tried, the more I laughed.

“stop.”

Elio, who couldn’t help but walk in front of Synchrear Jeter.

For a child who had no understanding of power concentration or inner strength, the description of a blunt sword was unreasonable. No, it was nonsense to have a dungeon in four days in the first place.

Realizing this belatedly, Elio decided to change direction.

He pointed to a rock under a large oak tree.

“Go sit on that rock.”

“What about swordsmanship?”

“Do you think swordsmanship is only swinging a sword?”

Along with the horse, Elio waved his hand.

The back of the bush next to the oak tree was cut straight.

Quad Deuk-!

Sinkrare Jeter, who was watching with his mouth wide open, sprinted to the oak tree.

After a while, she climbed onto a rock, roughly brushed off her eyes, and sat down with a flop.

Elio, approaching the rock, shouted ‘Who!’ and blew the wind.

Suddenly, a gale arose and swept away all the snow piled up on the rocks.

“oh! Cool!”

Synchronous Jeter screamed as snow splashed across his face and covered his head with both hands.

Elio, who lightly jumped onto the rock, sat cross-legged as if showing off.

“Sit with your feet like this.”

Synchronous Jeter whimpered and imitated the adventurer’s sitting posture.

“Adventurer like this?”

“Yes, call me ‘Master’ from now on.”

“Yes Master.”

“Just Master.”

“Yes Master.”

“Close your eyes and clear out all the thoughts in your head. what to do Don’t even think about doing it. Forget the world, forget me, forget you too.”

“....”

Synclair Jeter wondered why, but didn’t ask.

After doing what the Master ordered, surprisingly, the same comfort as when wielding a wooden sword came.

As Sinclair Jeter’s face calmed down, Elio recited the Nine Thousand and One True Sutras.

“Having the mind empty and not doing anything is doing.”

Naegong, or spiritual energy training, requires conscious guidance of true energy.

Elio was only thinking of throwing out the meaning of the 9,000, 100, 100 Days to prevent Synchronous Jeter from training his aura.

You can train your mind even if you are not a spiritual practitioner.

Again, as expected.

Could it be because of three days of non-stop training to focus on the mind?

Sinclair Jeter easily fell into a trance.

Then, something unexpected happened to Elio.

Suddenly, a powerful wave arose in the heart of Synchronous Jeter – like a stone dropped into a calm lake.