Chapter 13

Episode 13:

Predator.

I once went hunting for a bear.

At that time, I met a hungry bear and almost died. If the knight had not been with him at the time, he would have died.

The memories of that time still lingered for a long time.

A kind of imprint. The feeling of that time, which was like a trauma, has now come back to me.

‘why.’

The bear I saw at that time was powerful.

Do you feel it from Raymond?

afraid.

My hands, hidden behind my back, were shaking tremendously, and my throat was so dry that it stung.

“Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

your heart was racing to the point where you were worried it might explode, and as Raymond got closer, it became difficult to breathe.

‘Is it really the Raymond?...’

It felt like it wasn’t the Raymond he knew.

The Raymond he knew was never like this.

‘This cannot happen.’

Kaham Ruhaman never missed a banquet held at the Millennium Count’s house.

Therefore, it can be said that we know something about Raymond.

He was so timid that he couldn’t express his opinion.

Although he is a descendant of a master magician, he cannot even handle magic properly.

He was a guy who had everything that was bad about him.

That guy is now showing that kind of attitude?

‘I guess he must have used magic.’

It made no sense unless magic was used.

okay.

It’s that Raymond.

There is no way you can show something like that without throwing away your useless efforts.

‘You must not be swayed. If you get swayed, you lose.’

The gap between before and after was so great that Kaham could not face reality.

He denied what he saw.

It’s something that can’t happen.

‘Should I take responsibility? no. I didn’t do anything wrong. ‘I’m just telling the truth.’

Was the confusion too great?

Kaham blurted out.

“Then why don’t you spar with me?”

I swallowed dry saliva and looked at Raymond.

What if I refuse?

no. Raymond won’t refuse.

If Raymond accepts the sparring match, all you have to do is deal with him properly.

Through sparring, Raymond will prove that he is incompetent.

That way, you can prove that what you said was not wrong.

‘You can fool other people’s eyes, but you cannot fool your own eyes.’

Magic is an almost omnipotent power.

So something like that would be possible.

However, no matter how much force you can express through magic, it cannot support your skills.

Even if I used magic, it didn’t matter.

Because Raymond was weak...

Since he was only in the first circle until he turned 17, there was no way he could lose to Raymond.

‘There’s no way Raymond could turn this down.’

Raymond cares about what people think.

Otherwise, there was no way he would react with such force to what he said.

So, I will accept the sparring he requested.

‘By winning, I can relieve the stress that has built up.’

That cocky attitude.

I will crush that attitude in front of people.

Kaham had already let his imagination run wild.

Through sparring, I imagined what kind of embarrassment I would inflict on Raymond and how I would win.

Thinking about that makes me smile.

Kaham, who gained confidence, looked at Raymond and said.

“What would you like to do?”

***

‘It’s a couplet.’

I thought for a moment about the sudden request for sparring.

Is there really anything that can be gained through sparring in the current situation?

I looked around.

Nobles looking this way with expectant eyes.

“Did you say sparring now?”

“uh. “Kaham challenged Raymond to a sparring match.”

“Isn’t this a matter of victory or defeat? Kaham is a skilled swordsman. “But Raymond is still a 1st circle wizard.”

They were whispering among themselves and already deciding who would win or lose.

They were talking about a majority Kaham victory.

Even though I had the air of a Warrug Count.

‘So the perception is not that good?’

The more I dug, the more I realized how much Raymond had been digging into.

Kaham looked at me with a very relaxed expression.

His bright appearance is so bright that you can feel the difference from his previous appearance, when he was full of fear.

That had to be the case because I wasn’t ‘acting’ as Count Warrug.

The pressure on him disappeared and he was able to deal with me with confident swordsmanship.

“But do you mind? Anyway, he’s a 1st circle wizard. I think it would be at a disadvantage against me. If you’re scared, you can stop now. “Don’t be embarrassed for no reason.”

Do you really want to belittle me by emphasizing the word 1st circle?

I had no intention of going along with his words.

“It may make me proud to say this, but you won’t be able to handle Ruhaman’s swordsmanship.”

I let his words drift into my ears.

“I will give away the player.”

He says, flicking his wooden sword.

[The ‘Nameless God’ watches you with twinkling eyes.]

Give away the player.

I had no intention of rejecting it.

I couldn’t even hear his voice in the first place.

“Huh...”

A strange excitement enveloped my body. I ‘played’ the main character.

The fever in my head subsided and my heartbeat slowed.

“....”

The voices of the onlookers surrounding the sparring hall become quiet.

good night.

If it had been noisy, it would have been annoying.

I looked ahead.

Still, does that mean he is the son of Viscount Ruhaman?

The way he held the sword looked pretty good.

A posture that allows you to moderately block attacks and attack moderately.

Just by looking at that posture, you can see how much effort he put into it.

It’s fair to say, but there won’t be many people in his age group who can receive his sword.

‘But still...’

It’s worse than Selina.

Without realizing it, I started comparing him to Selina.

Of course Selina is better.

‘Then...’

I put my strength into the hand holding the handle.

And give strength to your toes.

Pot.

kicked the ground Amazingly light steps.

My sword swung lightly.

“Huh...!”

But the results were not light.

Sigh.

Kaham’s eyes widened in disbelief as he blocked my sword.

I turned away, ignoring those eyes.

I turned the handle, held the sword in reverse, and aimed at the side.

Perfect!

Kaham barely blocks the attack. Then, using the recoil, he spun around and aimed for my head.

Sigh.

He pulled back and struck away the sword without any hesitation.

‘This can’t be happening!’

Gritting his teeth, Kaham swung his wooden sword.

Huh.

It passed by my shoulder, making a heavy sound as if it contained all its power.

He dodged the wooden sword and burrowed into Kaham’s arms.

Wow.

A wooden sword hits the abdomen.

Kaham groaned and was about to fall.

Tup.

I stretched out my hand and grabbed it. Kaham glares at me even though he is in pain.

It looks like they still haven’t fully grasped the situation.

He released his grip on the collar and swung the wooden sword.

Puk puk puk. Puk puk puk.

My wooden sword cut into his whole body.

“Ugh!”

He screams and swings his wooden sword into the air.

puck!

He hit the hand with the side of the wooden sword, causing it to drop, and then kicked up the wooden sword that fell to the ground and caught it.

“Ugh.”

He hesitates and steps back.

I thought I hit him quite a bit.

Is tenacity a good thing?

Throw the wooden sword back at him. When he reflexively grabbed the wooden sword, he took a step forward and swung the wooden sword.

Sigh!

A light sound. Kaham’s body, holding the wooden sword, falls down without a trace.

I wiped the sweat running down my chin with my sleeve.

I raised my head and looked around.