50. ‘No way’ catches people (1)
After the battle, Encrid fulfilled his duties as a standing member of the Border Guard.
They also stood guard and patrolled inside the city.
The rest of the time, I just focused on the sword every day.
If this is your first time seeing Encred, it’s a routine that’s so repetitive that you’ll get sick of it.
It was such a peaceful daily life that everyone around me didn’t think it was a big deal.
In fact, even if someone had noticed, I probably wouldn’t have cared.
He sank inside himself and continued to worry.
‘How can I win?’
Or how to swing a sword better.
It was a time to examine and reflect on what we had. As I watched the knight’s skills, the desire to become better than him boiled over like crazy.
However, I wasn’t impatient.
Slowly, one by one.
Even if it is slow, it always moves forward. It was Encred’s specialty.
‘The heart of the beast, the sense of the blade, the concentration of one point.’
In order to move forward, I used everything I learned from Rem, Saxony, and Ragnar to spar.
At first, he mainly hung out with Rem, and later Ragna also joined.
Then Saxony also intervened from time to time.
“Let me ventilate your brain before it becomes a muscle.”
“huh? “Are you telling me to listen to that?”
A meaningless remark sparked a spark between Rem and Saxony, but from Encred’s perspective, it was a peaceful everyday life.
The sparring with Rem was rough. It is a sparring that requires instantaneous improvisation and judgment.
I had to focus on boldness first. It is a time when your body needs to move before you think.
Ragna was a little different.
It is a fight that focuses on the swordsmanship itself. Even if you start off on the offensive, if you let your guard down, you will quickly find yourself on the defensive.
Throughout the sparring, I had to pay attention to the overall flow of the fight.
Saxony was different from these two again.
Saxony used a lot of tricks. He deceived me with his sounds, and he also deceived me with his feet, hand gestures, and nudges of his shoulders.
I had to pay attention to every movement. It becomes a fight where you reflexively turn your head.
“Erase your random thoughts. “Focus on the present.”
These were Saxony’s words.
The article was suddenly erased from Encred’s mind.
He repeated what he could every day.
In the afternoon, 15 days after returning to Border Guard, there was a rice paddy market.
“These are the people who contributed to our victory against the wicked Azpen!”
The battalion commander distributed the reward money. Among them, Encred’s reward was the largest.
“We announce the existence of witchcraft and reward those who destroy it!”
The adjutant spoke loudly of Encred’s merit.
‘You tell me everything?’
I thought the leadership would quickly claim the credit as their own, but they took it easy and acknowledged it.
Among the several company commanders lined up next to the battalion commander, the emerald-eyed fairy stood out.
What did the company commander do? I can not know. He doesn’t seem to be able to answer even if he asks.
“It’s our victory!”
The battalion commander once again cried out for victory. But no one was overcome with madness like the last night of the battlefield.
The soldiers standing at the front, led by the platoon leader, clapped their hands.
When Encred returned to his original position, several soldiers glanced at him from behind and chewed.
“incantation? “You destroyed that flag by yourself?”
“Someone in my squad would have done it.”
“I guess I did it alone.”
“You mean the fog was a spell and you removed it? I really hope so. “That squad leader?”
This is something you can say if you know Encred on a daily basis. Encred thought so.
But it wasn’t Rem.
“I guess kids these days miss the taste of my axe.”
He spoke expressionlessly, and the meaning behind his words was terrifying.
He’s a guy whose hobby is to hit soldiers around him on the head.
“Why are you doing this? “At a time like this, let’s sleep one more time.”
Ragna glanced behind him and grumbled. The battalion commander’s instructions seemed extremely boring.
Encrud comforted him as the squad leader.
The battalion commander was talking about me for a while.
Regardless of his role on the battlefield, it was actually his idea to send a scouting party, and he knew it was witchcraft as soon as he saw the flag, which was a feast of bullshit.
Perhaps out of boredom, the sound of Encred being yelled at from behind increased.
“That troublemaker squad leader, isn’t he secretly entering the battalion commander’s quarters?”
“Hey, you’re not a male pr****ute, what nonsense are you talking about?”
The guy who mentioned the word ‘male pr****ute’ laughed even louder at what I said.
This is also something I usually hear. A squad leader who survived by pleasing his squad members.
Even when my previous skills were poor, I didn’t care.
It’s only now that it’s gone beyond just passing through my ears to the point where I can’t even hear it. Encred ignored it again and moved on.
But he wasn’t a member of his squad.
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“Does it look like fun?”
It was Saxony. Before I knew it, a squad member with reddish-brown hair had moved and stood shoulder to shoulder on either side of the soldiers who had turned their mouths.
Encrid didn’t even know when Saxony moved.
The two soldiers looked startled.
Saxony lowered his head between the two and whispered something. I couldn’t even read his lips as he spoke with his head down, but after saying that, the two soldiers fell silent.
The fact that my complexion became pale was a bonus.
Saxony leisurely returned to its original position.
“What did you say?”
Rem asked if he was curious. Ragna also listened, and Wangnuni and the faithful squad members also quietly leaned towards Saxony.
I don’t care what they say, but Encred was also curious about what Saxony said.
“Just advice, advice you need to get through life.”
“You’re funny.”
Rem laughed at him.
I didn’t see Encred, or even Wangnuni, but I did see the other three.
Saxony’s hands around his shoulders held a short knife.
The tip is piercing right into the neck, and who wouldn’t feel chilled?
“Do you need advice too?”
Saxony asked Rem. It was an odd attitude. When Lem heard that, he laughed. With blood standing on my forehead.
“quiet. “The battalion commander is giving instructions.”
Encred intervened and stopped the enemy.
Despite Saxony’s show of force, dissatisfaction with Encred still persisted.
It was a criticism full of jealousy and jealousy.
Originally a person of no special significance.
Originally, it was a being that flopped backwards and writhed on the floor.
Originally, the squad leader barely survived thanks to his squad members.
That was Encred’s position.
Being the lowest-ranking soldier also played a part.
However, such a soldier destroyed the spell.
The battalion commander personally praised the achievement and even presented a reward from the kingdom.
There were more people jealous with the heart of a snake than those who were purely happy.
Since ancient times, in Naurilia, snakes have been depicted as wicked, jealous, and ugly creatures that do not care about the well-being of others.
So, when I saw a case like this, I said I was being ‘snake’.
That’s exactly how the soldiers behaved now.
It’s unfortunate that the work was done by someone who should be worse off than you.
Even though they saved themselves by destroying the spell, there were many soldiers who could not easily admit it.
“Surely, that squad leader?”
Even if it wasn’t a complaint, the words I uttered now represented the entire situation.
I wonder what that squad leader would have done.
There was a mixture of disregard, envy, and jealousy.
“Hmm, everyone talks a lot.”
Wangnuni, who would normally just ignore it, was able to say something.
The battalion commander’s instruction has ended.
The leather pouch I received was thick. If it wasn’t a fairy tale, it was quite a large amount.
Encred decided to use his deep pockets to buy a sword or something.
“Everyone scatter! It’s shift time.”
The battalion adjutant announced the end of the boring time.
“Shall we play right away? Are you working?”
As everyone was about to disperse, Encred asked Rem. Rem found this person really, really amazing.
“Have you ever thought about hanging out with those talkative kids instead of me?”
“They? Why? “Will it help?”
The squad leader just looks at the sword again. When Rem saw that, his heart warmed.
How can people be so consistent?
It was later that we had to deal with the arrogant bastards.
“Let’s do it. “Couple.”
Rem once again remembered the first time he saw Encred in Border Guard.
At that time, I was beyond a terrible level and was just a fool using trickery.
What about now?
After the battle, the time when we competed again in the city flashed through my mind.
‘Where did you get these basics?’
It looks like heavy swordsmanship, and at that, swordsmanship that seems to have been taught by a well-established master. It made me wonder if it was the same person.
“It has increased a lot.”
After saying a word, Rem also increased the gear immediately. It had to be that way. Now, playful sparring like before isn’t enough.
Rem took it lightly, but Ragnar was quite surprised immediately after sparring with Encred.
‘Even if I teach you, you won’t be able to do better than this.’
That’s how much the squad leader’s skills improved. I think he taught me the basics as well as how to focus on one point, and I did that well.
However, this wasn’t something awkward.
Concentrating on one point drives oneself into a kind of trance state.
If you had talent, you could have done it in one day.
Because he was like that too.
It’s surprising that the squad leader ended up like that.
‘It’s not impossible.’
It was the mindset of a genius to think that because you can do it yourself, others can do it too.
That’s how Ragna understood Encred’s current state.
Saxony felt joy while dealing with the squad leader whose skills had improved significantly.
‘Do you enjoy this?’
What is a sword, what is a spear, and what are weapons, including daggers.
It’s just a tool to kill someone.
All my life, I have only treated weapons as tools.
But strangely, I felt refreshed after competing with the squad leader.
So much so that Saxony briefly forgot the goal he had set for himself.
That was an incredibly strange thing.
So I wanted to take more care of the squad leader.
Audin Pumrei, a faithful squad member standing on one side, stared at the squad leader.
His insight was extraordinary.
‘My skills improved significantly in just one day.’
Was the squad leader so talented at using his body?
If so, you should see your skills improving in the future.
Now it’s stagnant again.
There can be a plateau in anything you learn and acquire.
Audin knew that too, but he always felt awkward whenever he saw the squad leader.
‘Something is strangely strange.’
Still, I don’t think it’s anything to worry about.
Or, I felt at ease thinking that I had God’s blessing.
Encred is a person who trains hard to the point where it feels like each day is short.
If blessings do not come to people like that, then who should receive blessings?
Audin embraced the topic started by the squad leader.
God and man, blessing and curse.
He was deep in thought, using everything that came to mind as a topic.
* * *
“It seems okay.”
Encred bought a sword.
“It’s not okay. “That one is mixed with valerian steel!”
The blacksmith said, a vein standing on his forehead.
“Is that so?”
Encred asked back, lifted the sword and examined the blade.
There was no bluish trace characteristic of valerian steel.
The blacksmith continued as he looked at the blade like an expert.
“I said it was mixed, I didn’t say it was valerian steel.”
“yes.”
Valerian steel is a fine metal renowned throughout the continent.
Steel from the Valery region has high elasticity and does not break easily. If you make a sword out of valerian steel, it will not chip easily.
Once sharpened, it becomes a very strong weapon.
Is there any ally as strong as a strong sword on the battlefield?
So what everyone wants is a valerian steel weapon.
Otherwise, there is imperial steel, but since imperial steel is not exported out of the empire, valerian steel is the best available.
“Let’s do this.”
After spending half of the reward money on one sword, Wangnuni, who followed, shook his head.
“What kind of sword do you spend so much Crona on? “You can just use what’s rolling around on the battlefield, or you can apply for supplies.”
“Wouldn’t it be unfair if I got hit with a knife while using something clumsy?”
“… … If you say that, I have nothing to say. So, are you going to apply for a promotion right now?”
“huh.”
I recently refined the skills I had developed through countless sparring sessions.
Now I wanted to test my skills.
‘How far can I go?’
It is now at the lowest level. I think it will be intermediate level or higher.
So what is the reward? What is the highest level? What about express?
Naurilia introduced a soldier rating system to boost the morale of the soldiers.
In order to upgrade your rank, you just had to beat a soldier of a higher rank than you.
Challenges are always accepted. There were also people in the unit who organized such sparring.
It was a simple but effective method.
“Okay, then let’s go.”
And Wangnuni also did the work of putting together these couplets.
Krais and Wangnuni did anything that made money.
Promotion sparring was lucrative because it involved gambling. Even the higher-ups knew that Crona was coming and going, but she did it anyway and moved on.
There was even a commander who cast Crona in sparring.
“I bet on the squad leader’s victory.”
Wangnuni said. It wasn’t something I said because I trusted my own insight.
This is what I heard because I stir-fried the rem before starting.
“If possible, call the squad leader.”
That was all, but since Rem is not one to talk empty words, Wangnuni believed it.
‘Just try to lose.’
Then it won’t just go away. Of course I won’t attack you.
Kreis also knew very well that if he attacked Rem, he wouldn’t be able to get rid of even a single bone.
“You want to spar for a promotion?”
When I asked the platoon leader, the platoon leader nodded.
“Well, there’s no need to stay at the lowest level.”
Afterwards, when the platoon commander gave permission and Wang Nuni arranged for a sparring match to be held at the central parade ground, several helpless soldiers gathered.
In reality, it’s not something that would attract onlookers, but isn’t he the famous troublemaker squad leader?
It is said that the fog of witchcraft was broken.
The squad leader rumored to survive by licking the anuses of his squad members!
So the number of spectators increased.
One by one, more eyes were watching.
With more than twenty onlookers gathered, Encred stood face to face with his opponent.
He was a former mercenary with curly hair.
“I am intermediate level. “I heard you immediately applied for a mid-level soldier?”
“It did.”
“You’re so cocky.”
After a short conversation, they exchanged swords. Encrid caught his opponent’s sword strike.
visor!
The sword meets the sword and makes a metallic sound.
Encred waited for his opponent to attack again.
It’s been like that all this time.
Rem, Ragna, Saxony.
Every time we sparred, I took advantage of Encred’s gap.
How was it in practice?
A pervert who liked to stab.
and Mitch Hurier of Azpen.
They were all formidable opponents. They were people who could not tolerate the weaknesses of their opponents.
But it wasn’t the current opponent.
visor! visor!
Several more swordsmanship followed.
Encred frowned.
‘Are you kidding me?’
The opponent’s skills are much lower than I thought. It was difficult to tell whether this was sincere or not.
“Huh!”
A soldier who said his rank was intermediate lowers his sword. There were so many gaps that I was worried.
Encred only pretended to block the sword, then dodged it and walked over the opponent’s shin with the top of his foot.
Tuck, hook, boom.
The soldier’s right foot lifted to the side and went straight over. He collapsed and collapsed.
“Ahh!”
While falling, he must have misplaced his hand and rolled on the floor, screaming and clutching his wrist.
It was unexpected.
Questions welled up in Encred’s eyes.
‘Why are you so weak?’
Encred had that question.
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