92. There is a difference between extraordinary and crazy
Encred was cleaning his boots and gloves and wiping his sword with an oiled cloth.
Dealing with the previous group of demonic beasts ended up bringing in the peddlers.
That meant that Encred would soon have a new sword.
Remelting the valerian steel that was the material of the broken sword.
I mixed it with Noir wrought iron.
It involves mixing two high-quality irons known on the continent.
“You can’t do this without me.”
The blacksmith let out a loud noise.
It was worth it.
Even if you can’t cast a magic sword.
Because his skill in handling iron was as good as that of a wizard.
He can be said to be a renowned craftsman within the Border Guard.
Of course, it can be said that it is barely famous only within the city.
Still, that’s somewhere.
In the end, the craftsman should have made his own sword.
Even Ragna, who was picky about weapons, especially swords, gave a half-nod of his head.
“It’s okay. “It’s bad for me to write, though.”
This was added to the fact that he only nodded his head halfway.
Encred carefully wiped the blade with an oiled cloth and then flicked his fingers on the blade.
Ting.
A pretty good resonance came out.
It was Encrud’s first sword to be called a famous sword.
So how could it not be satisfying?
Ragna, who was not easily satisfied with the sword, grabbed any metal object that was lying around and used it.
I didn’t want to sharpen my Arming Sword with a whetstone myself, so Encred sharpened the blade for me.
If it weren’t for that, I would have just carried a toothless sword.
“Ester, that’s not a toy.”
Encred finished cleaning his sword and gently comforted Esther.
There were a few items I brought back after killing the corpse lover in the sewers the other day.
I talked to Kreis about selling it.
One of them was a pain to dispose of even in the back alley, so I just held it.
“It had a cover wrapped in human skin. “There really was a wizard in the sewers?”
This is what came out when I left the goods to Kreis.
However, the question sounded as if he did not believe that he had killed the wizard in the sewer.
“You didn’t believe it?”
“I believed it, but now I believe it a little more.”
⋯⋯It sounds like you didn’t believe it.
“So that was a bit difficult to process, but the cane and the rest, yes, they sold well.”
There are many people in the world who want rare items. According to Kreis, yes. Encred is not interested in this field.
So I sold a black wooden staff and a few stones.
They said the wand was a crude object made by a wizard.
Some of the stones were items related to alchemy, but they weren’t that big of a deal.
The payment from the Gilpin Guild that Kryis had promised, the money from selling the crona and goods obtained by killing the wizard, the money from completing the request, etc.
I spent it all and bought a sword.
In the first place, the wrought iron from Noir was extremely expensive.
Crona wasn’t a waste.
‘I wish I had a little more Valerian steel.’
“You can get a sword for that much money.”
As Cryce said, Encred was satisfied.
Is there anything more important than a weapon to a person who lives on a knife-eating diet?
Even if it is an expendable item, would you spare Crona if you could take the superiority of the weapon in a life-threatening fight?
“This is enough.”
That’s how the grimoire remained, but it felt uncomfortable because it was made of human skin, so I covered it with a thin cloth and kept it in its place. Esther found it and brought it back to its original place.
What happens if you urinate on it?
What is a grimoire?
It can be said to be a treasure that a wizard records and fills with what he has throughout his life.
It is so important that it is given the grand name of pursuing the Tao of Magic.
The leopard is using such a grimoire as a rug.
‘Can I leave this alone?’
At least it didn’t look like I was going to pee on it.
Esther never defecated in front of her unit members. I don’t know if this is a cat’s habit, but they always hide somewhere and solve the problem.
I also washed often.
Encred paid attention to the grimoire.
I don’t know how much the grimoire is worth.
If you reach out to take it right away.
“Ha!”
Esther was unusually harsh.
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“Let it go. “It seems comfortable.”
Encred just nodded as Rem said a word next to him.
After processing the legacy that the wizard passed down upon his death, he turned it into a sword.
Encred still devoted himself to training.
I woke up earlier than the sun rose every day and started my daily routine a little earlier.
The platoon leader is only allowed to stand on duty once every ten days.
A duty station that provides sudden supervision of patrolmen and watchmen, usually for about 4 to 6 hours.
Like this, thanks to not having to stop at regular work hours, I had more time and was able to start my day a little earlier than usual.
Encred’s day began two hours before the normal soldier’s wake-up time.
“Kyaarung.”
It was like any other morning, after putting down Ester in my arms.
went out
Because the cold had not yet completely gone, the early morning air was accompanied by a biting wind.
Is this something called a cold wind?
In the face of that wind, Encred started to catch his breath.
It starts with the ‘technique of isolation.’
Move your body to generate heat. A load is applied to the muscles with an instrument made of a heavy stone or the like.
As he warmed up, Audin came out of the dormitory, stood next to Encred, and began the technique of isolation.
“good morning. “Brother, the platoon leader.”
Is this something you want to treat?
Brother, you are now given the title of platoon leader.
When I heard that, the words of the company commander, who said that he would soon fill up the number of unit members, came to mind.
“Concentration.”
As I got lost in my thoughts, Audin immediately reprimanded me.
“I get it.”
The technique cannot be performed properly if the mind is distracted.
How to focus on your breathing and muscles.
This is what Audin emphasizes.
Encred did just that.
The process of training your body again and again.
Also, it was not just a technique of isolation.
The idea that you need to establish what you have hasn’t changed.
‘The heart of the beast, the sense of the blade, one-pointed concentration, the technique of isolation.’
Swordsmanship, including heavy swordsmanship.
Application of swordsmanship.
An eye for recognizing the opponent’s level of training and special skills by looking at their body.
Predicting attacks based on sixth sense and intuition.
In terms of swordsmanship, there is also a Valen-style mercenary sword that he originally had.
‘Can I use it or should I throw it away?’
There is no need to throw it away. That was Encred’s conclusion.
How to use what you have depends on your individual capabilities.
‘If you lack competency, you can increase it.’
Boldness is always necessary. It proves its value simply by preventing you from closing your eyes at important moments.
Encred saw the heart of the beast as the foundation of everything.
‘Calmly.’
So one day, I trained my sixth sense.
Another day, I tried mixing sensation and concentration.
‘Let’s mix it and engrave it on our bodies.’
A variety of experiences are incorporated into one swing of the sword.
Acquire it with your senses and recognize it with your head.
It is a process of hitting the body again.
Of course, it wasn’t going to be easy.
In this process, Encred gradually developed his own patterns and methods.
‘Training alone is not enough.’
What you need is practice.
It is a combination of training and training.
If possible.
‘A real battle, risking your life.’
“I told you before. They say they risked their lives fighting, but if they survive, they have a lot to gain. But since you only have one life, it doesn’t make sense to build up your skills like that.”
What Rem said jokingly was the correct answer.
Now I know. The importance of risking your life in real combat.
Of course, dying isn’t important. It is important to overcome death again and again.
Knowing the need for actual combat, Encred received the request.
From small things to extreme things.
It didn’t cover anything.
“What did you ask me to find?”
“Please give me my cat.”
It is a request from a noble lady. Did the unit that received this request do something wrong?
No, I am doing this because it is also necessary.
Encred did not bother to choose a request.
Any situation, any moment.
‘I think everything helps with training.’
Because I repeated it that way and actually accepted it that way.
Encred found a cat that had climbed a tree.
“Let’s go quietly.”
The cat was ready to run away. It can be seen in the realm of sixth sense and intuition.
Strangely enough, this also became an epiphany.
The cat’s instincts work as intended.
To kill, it shoots out momentum and makes you jump from a tree.
He took it in his arms and subdued it with his eyes.
Now something like this is possible.
“Because it opened the door to your sixth sense.”
This is what Saxony added. Now, Saxony stopped harassing Encred all the time.
The time to struggle with life is past.
Now that doesn’t even mean anything.
The request starts with finding a cat.
“I heard someone robbed and hid in the city?”
There was also a request like this.
Some wanderer came into the city and did something clumsy.
“find.”
When I devoured Gilpin Guild, I didn’t know I would use it like this.
As expected, Kreis skillfully carried out the necessary tasks.
It was a back alley gambling house.
He was a retired soldier with a knife wound on his forehead.
“You want to fight with me? Shit, since I come to the outskirts, I go through all kinds of situations. I heard the border guard standing army is doing something? “Or try to attack me.”
Do you have the confidence and the necessary skills?
I don’t think so.
It was a good opportunity to test the insight I had developed over the years.
The result of testing the opponent’s moves by pretending to be moderately pushed back.
‘Intermediate to advanced at best.’
If you look at it based on the Naurilian soldier rating system, that’s true.
There were no unexpected skills.
“Huh, huh, what are you?”
“Border Guard Standing Army.”
With those words, he broke the club on his leg and transported him away.
Anyone caught will be imprisoned in the unit’s prison.
If you don’t pay the fine for someone else, you will be banned from prison for the rest of your life.
“We’ll see.”
I did say that.
I didn’t think I would ever see him again.
After that, there were a few times when I went to the inn to break up fights between the top guards.
One of them had quite outstanding skills.
By joining him, Encred trained to combine single-point concentration with the feel of the blade.
Concentrating with the senses open.
Although I’ve done it a few times before, I realized something again.
The difference in concentration changes many things.
‘Slow down.’
It’s not as bad as before, but it’s an effect that makes the opponent’s sword appear slower.
It’s also because it moves as predicted.
In reality, this is because there is a difference in recognition speed.
Everything was a continuation of training.
It was a continuation of training and training.
As I was receiving various requests.
“What kind of request are you crazy about?”
Words began to emerge among the soldiers.
It wasn’t a criticism.
“There are ten bodies? “Why aren’t you resting?”
“It’s not a person. People.”
Surprise rather than criticism, admiration rather than surprise.
“I didn’t become a platoon leader for nothing.”
“Sibeol, I guess I should get up a little early and make a habit of stabbing myself with the spear a few times.”
Thanks to Encred, there was an untimely training craze.
I proved it with my skills.
It also has a good reputation among soldiers.
There was a rumor going around that he was a senior soldier and he even became a platoon leader.
There is also a soldier whose life was saved thanks to Encred.
All of these factors combined led to a training craze within the unit.
It became a situation where everyone woke up a little early and trained their bodies.
Encred didn’t really care.
I’m just busy looking at the path ahead of me right now.
Throughout training, Encred felt a fire burning softly in his chest.
How did you feel when you went into battle?
Although it wasn’t scary, it was difficult to enjoy it. The battlefield was not welcoming.
‘I don’t think this is normal.’
Now I look forward to the battlefield. I wanted to go out and fight. I want to prove myself. I want to show off my skills. I want to risk my life there and cross the firing line once again.
It sounded crazy.
and.
“Don’t you know that there is a difference between extraordinary and crazy?”
Rem’s words came to mind once again.
If the path to extraordinaryness were only for the crazy.
Shouldn’t you be crazy?
A day filled with training and requests.
“It would be fun if we got together again.”
This is what the company commander says after calling Encred to my personal training hall.
“Sparring?”
Of course, Encred did not refuse.
“great.”
The situation is the same as before. So, will the results be the same?
That was something I didn’t know.
It is not yet possible to tell from Encred’s perspective the level of skill of the fairy company commander.
But it didn’t seem like it would work like before.
Of course, all of this would have to be known only by confronting each other with one’s own hands or with a sword.
Immediately, the company commander straightened his hands and made a blade and spoke.
“Let’s do this today.”
This felt like a test.
The other day, it was a sparring with the company commander that made me realize my shortcomings.
What was lacking at that time was close combat.
This is what we used to call wrestling.
Encred nodded.
Soon the blades of their hands met in the air.
Tuk.
A short hitting sound was a greeting.
fantasy,
