Chapter 844

Personal style based on experience



Phillip’s style was his answer to all of his experience up until now.

After thinking about how to win against opponents, and how to fight cooperatively, he decided that weakening orcs was the best way.

“Of course, that alone won’t mean you will improve with everything... You have to think about how to use that experience. After all, you could not do the same thing against a fenrir.”

“Indeed... It is necessary to change the way you fight depending on the opponent. Fenrirs are very fast, and humans could not keep up if they ran.”

“Well, in most cases, a human could not win against fenrirs if they fought one on one... Still it is important to always think and find the answer for yourself. That is what His Grace taught us.”

“Yes, Mr. Ekenhart did say that. If you fight without thinking, you will not improve much, and your styles will not expand...”

“Ah, but with you, Mr. Takumi, your potential...I think you have the qualities for success.”

“You do?”

Phillip said, just as I was thinking about continuing to work hard and train.

But what did he mean, exactly?

“Ridiculous... It’s true that I wouldn’t be able to do it without the herbs, but... I see...”

I had always thought that it was Mr. Ekenhart who chose what we did for our training.

Well, Mr. Ekenhart had traumatized some of his soldiers in the past...so it made sense.

Though, I assumed he was holding back because of Tilura.

“But when it comes to experience, it is not easy to just go out and fight monsters. So you have no choice but to train. So if you have questions, you should ask Nicholas. ...Oh, he just gave the signal now. It means it’s time to set up camp.”

“I understand. Thank you. I will try talking with him then. Yes, it has become quite dark now.”

The time had passed quite a bit while we talked. As the sun had fallen, and the sky was dark, Nicholas suggested that we stop for the day.

Perhaps he had found a good spot... There were some trees, but you still had a clear view of the road and surrounding area.

I thanked Phillip and felt relieved as the horse slowed to a trot.

While I had been distracted by our conversation, my butt still hurt from all the shaking while the horse was running...