Chapter 9

Episode 9

“How did you and Selina meet?”

Count Millennium asked.

What is the intention of the question?

Although I was asking questions in passing, Count Millennium was keenly scanning my entire body.

“I was curious, so I went to see it.”

“What were you curious about?”

Count Millennium asked as he walked.

The frown narrowed.

I had to rack my brain to understand Count Millennium’s intention in asking the question.

“Were you curious about the appearance of the woman who was rumored to be beautiful, or... were you curious about her sword?”

I laughed when I heard that question.

Because only then did I understand what kind of thoughts were being asked.

Perhaps he was worried that Raymond was simply looking at Selina’s appearance, given his life as a bastard.

“I was curious about her herself.”

Because I know that in times like this, it’s better to answer honestly.

I told it like it is.

Selina Warrug.

The reason I met her was to figure out her tendencies and bring her to my side as much as possible.

Fortunately, it didn’t seem like it had become a negative point, so I figured I’d have to talk about it at the banquet later to find out.

After answering honestly, Count Millennium’s next question was unexpected.

“Where did you ever learn how to use a sword?”

“I never learned it.”

“I was holding a sword earlier.”

“I caught it for the first time.”

“her.”

Count Millennium frowned slightly and then straightened his face.

His old friend, Count Bain Warrug, said that Raymond clearly had experience holding a sword.

The family that was considered the best in swordsmanship was the Warrug family, and Bane Warrug was the most skilled swordsman in the family.

However, for him to say that, it was clear that Raymond showed a sword skill that was above a certain level, but he couldn’t help but be confused as he held a sword for the first time today.

“Bane said your sword is steeped in life. “It was a skilled sword.”

What is this sound? My body flinched for a moment.

Was it ingrained in you to survive?

There is no way I could know such things.

Because I just swung it.

I can only guess.

‘Is it because I played the main character?’

The main character of the novel ‘Master of Talent’ was someone who had resentment toward the world and a desire to kill monsters.

Since I followed the protagonist’s swordsmanship, it wouldn’t be unreasonable for my sword to be lethal.

“...I guess I have a talent for swordsmanship.”

It’s not wrong. Raymond actually has a talent for swordsmanship.

Count Millennium chuckled as if it was absurd.

“The only son of the Millennium family has a talent for swordsmanship... If the world found out, they would all laugh at me.”

There was bone in his words.

Right now, he doesn’t believe that Raymond has a talent for swordsmanship.

The Raymond that Count Millennium had seen so far was simply that of a talentless first-circle wizard.

It’s even ruined.

But now, even if he said he had a talent for swordsmanship, there was no way he would take it seriously.

I clicked my tongue lightly because I could tell what he was thinking.

As Count Millennium said, or something like that.

The world will laugh at you.

It is said that Yeongsik, the only member of the magic family, held the sword.

But those things didn’t matter to me at all.

‘What I live is important.’

I will hold the sword and grow.

To survive.

***

From that day on, I continued to train my body.

While I was thinking this to myself, the sound of the knights cheering died down.

The tips of their swords were pointed toward the ground, as if their training was coming to an end.

The middle-aged man who had been punishing the knights just a moment ago spotted Alice and me and approached them.

“Master, what are you doing here?”

“...”

Rather than welcoming me, it was closer to saying, ‘What are you doing here?’

Looking at the sharp edges on his horse, it seems that Raymond did not get along well with the knights.

Ellis just quietly stood behind Seonghyuk and did not react in any way.

It seemed like she had expected this situation to happen from the beginning.

“I was just going to take a look.”

Raymond’s influence is great. He said with a small sigh.

The middle-aged man made a humming sound at my words.

He didn’t seem to like me.

“I guess you were frustrated that your magic training wasn’t going well because you came to see us, who only know how to swing a sword ignorantly.”

A middle-aged man said.

Ellis, who was behind her, raised her head and stared at the middle-aged man.

Ellis also realized that what the middle-aged man said was clearly a remark that disrespected Raymond.

At first glance, it seemed like he was speaking condescendingly, but he was deliberately talking about magic training and mentioning that he had no talent for magic.

One day, Raymond may have ignorantly said that knights can only swing swords.

“Ah...”

He raised his hand and scratched his head.

I don’t like the fact that I have to clean up the poop that Raymond made, but what can I do?

It’s fate like this.

‘In the end, I have to show myself like a fool again.’

It would be nice if I could just live roughly.

There are people who ignore me like this because of Raymond’s usual behavior, so how can I just ignore it?

does not exist. You must never pass over.

His eyes closed and opened and he began to ‘act’.

[The ‘Unknown God’ is happy that he suddenly has something to see.]

Ignoring the floating message window.

told him

“It seems ignorant, that’s for sure.”

The middle-aged man’s brows narrowed at my words.

I probably didn’t expect to get an answer like this.

“Hehe... We may be ignorant, but we are needed by the family. “It wouldn’t be possible without the Knights.”

The middle-aged man said with a smile.

This time too, it was a comment that disrespected Raymond.

We are still needed by the family, so what are you talking about?

“You show swordsmanship that even a child could do, and are needed by the family?”

Eat.

It was funny. He has such swordsmanship and is needed by the family.

At my words, wrinkles appear on the middle-aged man’s forehead.

“It’s a swordsmanship that even a child can do.” young master.”

“Why not?”

The middle-aged man eventually frowned openly.

But he soon put a light smile on his face again, as if he had come up with something good.

“Then, Master. Would you like to try it?”

“hmm?”

“If it’s a swordsmanship that even a child can do, you can probably do it too.”

The middle-aged man said that.

It was obvious what the intention was.

Should I accept it? Should I not?

I don’t want to do what the other person wants, but I’m worried because I think it might be fun.

“Try it yourself and prove that it’s a swordsmanship that even a child can do?”

“Well... sparring or something. “Even a child could do it. If he was a swordsman, he would be able to do it.”

A middle-aged man spoke provocatively.

listen to him

I stopped laughing.