42. I was lucky.
Ragna asked while discussing the technique of one-point concentration.
“Are you going to learn?”
“of course.”
Encred didn’t worry about anything.
‘When did my skills improve so much?’
The basics of the Northern style heavy sword have been solidly captured. It wasn’t just learning posture by swinging it in the air. I honed it in practice and it fit my body well.
‘Amazing.’
The squad leader was a truly amazing person. Until yesterday, he had clearly used the Valencian mercenary sword as his main strategy.
Today, he showed very solid fundamentals.
“Who did you learn the sword from?”
“It cost a lot of money.”
He said he learned it from a swordsmanship instructor.
‘It must have cost a lot of money.’
It was worth it. He couldn’t have done anything better than this.
Then it was worth learning beyond the basics.
So I focused on one point.
However, Ragnar was internally skeptical as he said this.
‘Learning isn’t everything.’
He said he developed it himself, but in reality, it was one of the secret techniques passed down in the family.
Of course, I didn’t convey that as is. I couldn’t just spread the family’s secrets to just anyone. So, I told them that some parts had been modified and improved.
So, it was not necessarily wrong to say that the technology was developed by oneself.
‘I’ve never seen it happen.’
Ragna has never seen more than five people enter a state of concentration.
Considering the length of time he had been wandering around the continent and his experience, it was a very small number.
‘What’s five? I think it’s about three at best.’
Two out of the five were roughly shot arrows that hit the wolf’s head.
Lady Luck had picked up the coin that had been spilled.
So, there are three people who can properly control their ability to concentrate.
It was something that required talent.
It is not easy to forget about your surroundings and focus solely on yourself.
This talent was not limited to swordsmanship. Some scholars often show this level of concentration when learning about their field.
You can also put yourself in that state of concentration when you want.
We do so by being immersed and engrossed.
Would it really be easy to do it while fighting?
I couldn’t help but be skeptical.
Even if you get lucky and experience it for a while, you won’t be able to learn it.
‘It’s difficult, it’s difficult.’
Ragna made the Concentrate One his by just stepping on it once.
Encred will have a hard time.
But how can he look like this?
“Why don’t you explain? I know politely about pleasant metonymy, so you don’t have to say anything. “Teach me to focus on one point.”
How can it be so straight and straight?
It feels like looking at an upright tree. Even during typhoons and thunderstorms, it stands upright without burning, like a giant tree.
Although it may seem like nonsense, the squad leader says he will learn.
At the same time, he nodded as if he vaguely understood.
That looks real. Well, the squad leader is always sincere.
Whether training or swinging a sword, no matter what you do, you hit it to the best of your ability. Isn’t that so impressive that I’m teaching this technique now?
“I think I understand.”
The squad leader says: Ragnar nodded, even though she thought En Creed had misunderstood.
It was a nod of support.
He clearly knows the limits of his talent. It is said that geniuses usually cannot see under their own feet, but Ragnar wandered around the continent and saw them. He went underground, met the people living there, talked to them, and had a sword fight with them.
‘Talent.’
How many people were broken by those two letters?
The squad leader will be one of them. It was a natural order.
Nevertheless, Ragna does not give up, so his motivation rises when he sees him. Although it was selfish, he was able to walk his own path by not giving up.
So, I teach to the best of my ability.
Ragnar decided to do so.
“Forgetting your surroundings, forgetting yourself, and only focusing on what remains. That is Concentrate One, one point of concentration. It is said that when life is at stake, the past life passes by in an instant. “It would be good to refer to that.”
“okay? Right.”
For some reason, when I said this, the squad leader looked like he was listening.
Isn’t this kind of person?
I’m definitely not the type of person to give up because I don’t think it will work.
After that, he tried to force his concentration by threatening him with his sword several times, but the squad leader still could not enter a state of concentration.
“good. let’s go.”
Nevertheless, he went into battle with a bright face.
Seeing that, Ragna also suddenly became motivated.
“I guess I’ll have to stretch my body a little harder today.”
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Normally, he would show the example of a lazy genius by swinging his sword helplessly.
Those weren’t the words that would come out of his mouth.
Encred looked at Ragna blankly.
* * *
Why is he like this again?
Well, saying you’re going to fight seriously isn’t a bad thing.
With Ragna’s eyes shining, Encred focused on his task.
Today is the beginning again. Ragna’s ‘one-point concentration’ training method was wrong.
No, even if that was right, the way the genius kid quickly realized was by wearing clothes that didn’t fit him.
So is your method right?
I don’t know if this method will work or not.
So what should I do?
‘Just try it.’
Encred moved along a familiar route. After telling them to lie down and raise their shields, he adjusted the movements of his allies and then called Rem.
“incantation! who!”
Rem was foaming at the sight of the spell.
“Follow me!”
I tapped Rem’s shoulder from behind and said,
“to?”
“It’s an assault.”
“uh? “Did I do something wrong, squad leader?”
Even though I said that, I followed along well.
It’s the same route. This time, Ragna came along even though I didn’t call him.
“Is it a rush? “If it means destroying the enemy’s vanguard, let’s do it together.”
“Did you eat something wrong too?”
Rem said while looking at Ragna who followed. Ragna ignored him and ran.
Although it was foggy.
There were no major restrictions on the movement of the two.
Rem was like a typhoon. The two axes he held in both hands crushed the enemy.
He had the potential to cut down 80 infantry by himself.
Ragna felt like he was looking at a heavy battering ram. Infantry units ruthlessly destroy castle walls. It’s not fast, but it has no mercy in its hands. Whether it was a quarrel or an enemy soldier’s spear blade, he cut it all down with just one arming sword.
It was amazing workmanship.
‘Minimum express.’
Special rank refers to soldiers of higher rank or higher in the Kingdom of Naurilia.
It is the highest level above the top level, and beyond that, it is the top level.
‘No, is it the highest level?’
Encred still didn’t know his level clearly.
So I couldn’t figure out the level of those two. Anyway, now was not the time for leisurely sightseeing.
Encred, who took the same route, stood in front of Mitch Hurier.
“Let’s have a fight.”
This time I spoke first. Then Mitch opened her eyes and smiled.
“You crazy bastard, you came to die on your own feet.”
It’s not wrong. Even if you kill Mitch now, there will be no way for him to survive.
But it’s okay.
I didn’t come here to die, but I came here to fight as best I could.
“Are you coming for me? “It’s amazing, this is my first time seeing something like this.”
Mitch expressed his absurdity with his whole body.
“why? Is this your first time receiving a confession? “I came here because I fell in love at first meeting.”
Encred said. Mitch chuckled and rolled his eyes.
“My unit is the Gray Dogs, tenacious lovers. “It’s been a long time since anyone found me before I did.”
“Yeah, I see. So are you sad? “I’m going to hide again, so do you want to come find me?”
“That’s bullshit.”
Mitch Huryer runs in. Encred caught his breath. And he tried to enter a state of concentration and failed.
The outcome of the fight was quickly decided.
The opponent was better than Encred. Skills, willpower, and talent.
He wasn’t an opponent who would attack me by relying on just the basics.
“What are you believing in? “How did you get here?”
The lungs and intestines were torn apart by the sword. It hurt so bad, as if someone had placed a lump of hot charcoal in my stomach.
“You trusted me and attacked me. “I made a mistake this time, and I think my mindset was wrong.”
It was not easy to repeat the same experience even if I were to live today again.
“what?”
“I think I can do it next time.”
Just as enlightenment came to me when I first entered a state of concentration, I also gained a small enlightenment now.
So let’s try again.
“Even if I let you go, you will die. Where’s next?”
“Aren’t you crazy? Please don’t deal with me. “Platoon leader.”
Sreung!
An enemy soldier next to him pulled out his sword and held it to Encred’s neck and said.
Without waiting, Encred twisted his neck and cut him directly with the sword.
Boouk.
The blade must have been sharpened properly, as a deep cut appeared on my neck along with a burning pain.
The intense movement caused pain in my stomach and neck at the same time.
Encred opened his mouth while enduring the pain that felt like he was going to collapse, no, he was going to die soon, it was truly death-like pain.
“See you again.”
He bleeds to death without saying a single word.
* * *
Today begins again.
Encred visited Mitch Hurier again.
“nice to meet. friend.”
“… … “Did you really come to visit me?”
“huh. right. It’s true that Gray Dog’s platoon leader, a persistent lover, has come to visit. “Let’s have a fight.”
“You crazy bastard.”
It sticks again. Encred realized his mistake.
‘You can’t mean it.’
If you keep thinking that you need to concentrate, you become buried in that thought. So what should I do?
Just do it like the first time.
As if dancing to the opponent’s sword, as if matching the rhythm with my sword.
Fight and fight again.
In the same way, eighteen times were needed today.
Only then did Encred return to concentration.
How happy I was about that.
I laughed even though one of my arms was cut off and I fell to the floor.
I was so happy that I forgot the pain.
“Smile?”
Mitch saw that and struck down his sword. That was the end.
Repeat again.
Continue. Until it happens.
If anyone saw him, they would say he was a terrible guy. I would say your persistence is amazing.
But Encred didn’t need persistence.
Entering a state of concentration.
As you practice combat over and over again, encounter enemies, and swing your sword, your ingrained sword skills will become even better.
It was so satisfying that I just enjoyed it.
As twenty-eight days passed, Encred got a sense of his state of concentration.
Through forty-eight today, I was able to intentionally focus on one point.
And again, through the ninety-four today, he was able to focus on one point when he wanted to.
Total focus.
That means having complete control over your sword and body.
When that happened, skill came along with strength. After learning to focus on one point.
“Teach me.”
I begin the act of learning from Ragnar again. After learning that and immediately showing one point of concentration, Ragna frowned.
“What is it?”
“why?”
“I think I learned it somewhere first, but it doesn’t mean I learned it. “Was he a genius?”
It’s a genius, and even though I had a lot of experience with it, I had to repeat it over a hundred times before I could finally put it to use.
Encred knew that he had no talent, but he did not dwell on it.
I was just happy right now.
So, I repeated today and said the words that stuck in my mouth.
“I was lucky.”
“You say this is good luck?”
Ragna was taken aback.
Looking at that, Encred thought it was time to get out of this day.
After pretending to be a genius by learning only the essence by focusing on one point, he asked as he turned around and left Ragna behind.
“Where are you going?”
“Meet the company commander.”
Ragnar left Encred alone.
It was amazing how I was able to focus on one point at a time.
Is the squad leader really a genius? I don’t think so.
Although it showed a single point of concentration, it looked as elaborate as a statue made by numerous beatings.
It was never something I learned after seeing it just once.
‘How is that possible?’
Ragna, who was pondering, immediately gave up his thoughts. Isn’t it true that she won’t find an answer just because she worries about it?
Then the answer was to let it go.
Just seeing a squad leader like that just makes me feel motivated.
Encred saw Ragna’s eyes shining again today, and thought that no matter what he did, today was a day when his motivation surged.
‘Let me just mind my own business.’
It was not the time to worry about Ragnar.
In this fight, no matter what you do, your allies will suffer a blow that is close to annihilation. Two things were needed to prevent that from happening.
One is to clear the fog of annihilation.
The other thing is for the allies to save themselves while the fog disappears.
I couldn’t do both at the same time.
Encred’s body is one.
Breaking the flagpole also remained a problem. Even after launching a surprise attack, you will have to escape from the middle of enemy territory.
Encred had no intention of being trapped in today. Therefore, the strategy prepared by his opponent had to be broken and smashed.
“I want to meet the company commander.”
Encred went to the 4th platoon leader and spoke.
“… … now?”
It was a time when we could feel the battlefield approaching, so the mood among our troops was tense.
In the midst of all that, he said he would meet the company commander, which seemed absurd.
The platoon leader was resting with his long spear tilted against the barracks wall.
The platoon commander, who was lying on the field bed with his boots on, got up.
“Yes, now.”
“why?”
“That’s because I remember something I saw on a previous reconnaissance mission.”
The 4th platoon leader looked at Encred closely, nodded, and stood up.
There was a popping sound of bones clicking together in my knees. He got up, untangled himself, and asked:
“what is that?”
“It seems like what the Azpen Air Force is hiding is witchcraft.”
“incantation?”
“yes.”
The platoon leader stopped walking as if he was wondering if this was true. Then, I realized that Encred wasn’t the kind of guy who was talking nonsense, so I made fun of him by making him walk faster.
If you have something to say, you should say it.
The decision will be made by the company commander.
I soon arrived at the company commander’s barracks and was able to enter.
“You asked to see me?”
The green-eyed fairy, the company commander, asked.
The barracks were cozy. Encred nodded, looking at the short perch crackling.
“yes.”
“what brings you here?”
I felt like I was going to say something if it wasn’t a big deal. The fairy company commander’s tone of voice was cold.
“It’s witchcraft.”
Encred spoke without further ado.
“incantation?”
“It was a flagpole and a flag, a man seen in enemy territory, and a shaman.”
Thanks to the endless repetition of today, it’s blurry, but I haven’t forgotten what I saw there.
Encred appropriately dramatized what he saw.
Enough to persuade the other person.
If I can’t convince you to this extent, there is nothing I can do.
‘I have to do it again.’
It was the privilege of those who repeated today.
Fortunately, the fairy company commander listened to Encred’s words.
“More details.”
“Of course.”
He said he heard the enemy shouting, “Shaman.”
The fairy company commander’s eyes sparkled.
I didn’t say there would be fog. That’s too much.
Witchcraft is a non-infinite, non-examination.
It made no sense to recognize it at a glance.
Up to this point, it was all up to the company commander’s discretion.
Encrud spoke and returned to his place.
I was at the forefront of the battlefield.
Now it was time to jump over Mitch Hurrier and break the flagpole.
‘This is all I can do.’
The rest was up to the commander.
“Whoa.”
Now was the time to transcend the self that was trapped in today.
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