Overpowered Sword Chapter 213

Level up with swords (213)

Lian asked back with a puzzled expression.

“The sword of the strong… What do you mean? “It may have been in the past, but Leon is stronger now.”

“I’m not trying to tell a one-dimensional story. “I’m trying to point out the inherent flaws in your martial arts.”

Leon responded to his question with a firm voice, then nodded once and continued speaking.

“No, what you said makes sense. Surely you are weaker than me now. “But the problem is that you didn’t try to fight the strong as a weak person, but you dealt with me as a strong person.”

“As a strong man… “You dealt with his brother?”

“okay. Did she not even realize it herself?”

When Lian just gave him a questioning look when he pointed it out again, Leon let out a long sigh without realizing it.

Because that attitude was proof of the ‘strong man’.

[Ha ha ha ha ha! Would a person as blessed as that master be able to understand what you said? I guess I have to translate one word into at least ten words, and ten words into a hundred words to understand it or not?]

‘I know. ‘I didn’t know it would be like this.’

[Personally, I do not welcome theories of tenacity such as the ‘hungry spirit’, but in a way, it is natural for humans who grow up unaware of their shortcomings to develop defects.]

Just as there are two sides to a coin, there are two sides to life.

Because I know hunger, I know the joy of being full.

Because I know the cold, I know the gratitude for warmth.

If you lead a life where you lack nothing from birth, there is a high possibility that you will not feel much emotion from any stimulation. Also, in order to relieve their boredom, such people often indulge in more stimulating things and acts that deviate from the rules.

[Still, that young master had a hard time when he was young, and he doesn’t seem to have gone astray, perhaps because of his desire for revenge against the emperor.]

‘I’m glad. ‘Because I didn’t want to become enemies with Rian.’

While the two were talking, Lian, who felt burdened by the silence, opened her mouth.

“Now that I think about it again, I’m not sure. “Can you please explain further?”

“huh? Oh yeah. Well, I guess so.”

Leon, who ended the conversation with El Cid, began to explain.

It wasn’t that difficult of a story.

Although martial arts has become a training method to train superhuman strength in the present, its original purpose was to defeat enemies stronger than oneself or to protect one’s body.

If you were in the position of the strong from the beginning, there would be no reason to invent a martial art or waste time and sweat on difficult training.

Humans are weak.

They did not have a strong body or dexterity like dwarves. They did not have the agile physical ability or elemental magic like elves. It did not have sharp fangs and claws like monsters.

So he invented martial arts and trained himself constantly.

“Knowing your own weaknesses and shortcomings and longing for the next is the original source of being a warrior.”

However, Leon pointed out.

“You only used straight attack techniques against me. “There’s no way he doesn’t know that even if he insists on using straight attack methods against a strong opponent, he has zero chance of winning.”

If he had acknowledged that he was the weak one, he wouldn’t have fought that way. He must have endured and endured, even in ugly ways, and waited for a victory that might be smaller than the eye of a needle.

He irregularly threw away his sword and did not even attempt to fight.

He didn’t kick the dirt or spit.

Against Leon, who did not use the <Auror Blade> or even the <Auror Weapon>, he continued to fight head-on while insisting on the same conditions.

“It’s probably because they don’t accept their own position.”

Ryan still seemed unable to accept it.

“I know that I am weak. That more power is needed… !”

“It’s a question of necessity.”

Leon casually cut off the objection.

“You didn’t know you were lacking until now. Because there was a teacher who could learn the secret martial arts of the imperial family, take elixirs, and teach them. “You were so naturally talented that it would have been difficult to find someone your age who could compete with you.”

Before leaving the academy, he was able to win that day’s match because Ryan’s power was limited by countless rules.

If I had competed with all my might without any rules, I would have lost even three or four sums. Even Rian at that time had the skills to deal with several senior knights from most fiefdoms.

If he had not had the goal of overthrowing the ‘Emperor Guang’ and had been born into an ordinary noble family, he would have enjoyed a smooth life without a single hardship.

“Lian, you have no ‘craving.’”

Although there is a desire, there is no desire or longing for it as earnestly as a thirsty person for water. There is no will to dig into life so fiercely that one can dig up the ground with a dying body.

“So you’re not good enough. “The desire to become better and stronger is too shallow.”

“Well, that can’t be possible! I need strength! The power to bring peace to this Clyde, to bring that crazy emperor to his knees before the scaffold… !”

“I’m not saying your heart is lying.”

Leon shot at Lian, who was not convinced by those words.

“Lian, have you ever fought someone stronger than you?”

“… there is.”

“with whom?”

“I have been sparring with Sir Cedric for some time now. “He was so violent that he had no choice but to risk his life.”

“Even so, in the end, the results of sparring and life and death cannot be compared.”

Even if you meditate and practice your skills for 100 days at the foot of a peaceful mountain, it is impossible to reach the pinnacle of nothingness.

Those who pursue the path of martial arts inevitably become Sura.

There is a view that can only be seen after passing through Sisanhyeolhae, and an experience that can only be gained in the air that makes your nose tingle with the fishy smell of blood.

A person who does not know life and death cannot be called an unmanned person.

“You fight because you can win, and you don’t fight because you can’t win. Well, I can understand. “Since you are the prince and not a commoner like me, you are probably trying to avoid a situation where one mistake could end everything.”

“… … that.”

Ryan couldn’t deny it.

The reason he formed the revolutionary army as the leader of a force, rather than as a single warrior, was in order to be reborn as an emperor.

If he dies, the revolutionary army loses its cause and focus.

It wasn’t just my life that ended. The sense of responsibility that I naturally embraced made me avoid battlefields where I had to take risks.

“It is natural for a commander to protect himself. A headless army is no different from a flock of sheep. “But it’s hard to make up for what you lack in that way.”

The contradiction between the position that one must take care of one’s own safety as the next emperor and the ideology that one should not avoid danger as a military commander.

Perhaps finally acknowledging Leon’s words, Lian looked down at the ground with a confused expression. It was definitely as he said. His skills, which had been stagnant for a while, began to improve after he began sparring with Cedric, which was reminiscent of a real fight.

“My brother… .”

“huh?”

“Brother Leon, has it been like this until now? He always encounters enemies stronger than himself, and somehow overcomes the odds?”

“It’s a bit hard to say it with my own mouth, but… Well, it’s not wrong.”

“… Is that so.”

There was a part of her heart that screamed that it was a lie, but Lian was not foolish enough to give in to that ugly feeling.

I secretly thought it was thanks to the Holy Sword.

It is said that the reason Leon was able to become stronger faster than him and reach the level of a master was because he was chosen by the Holy Sword. If it weren’t for that choice, the two people’s positions would have been completely opposite.

but.

‘Ah, that’s what it was.’

Lian barely understood.

The difference between himself, who takes a step back in the face of adversity and finds a detour using the excuse of being a member of the royal family and being wise, and Leon, who pushes forward and overcomes adversity as if it were natural.

This was the reason why he could not become a warrior.

This was the reason why he could not be stronger than Leon.

Only today, several years after that defeat, did Ryan realize that fact.

“―Brother Leon.”

“why?”

“Can you hang out a little longer?”

Rather than turning away or backing down, Lian faced Leon with his sword raised high.

His talent warns.

It’s an opponent you can never defeat.

Still, it doesn’t matter, I answered to myself.

“Good, because this side has been beaten for three years.”

When Leon aims his dangling sword at a mid-point, a pressure that feels like the sky is collapsing comes out.

I can see the overwhelming gap with that intimidating feeling.

A body that does not know life or death, an instinct awakened by fear, pours out cold sweat and scrapes out mental strength. This feeling of standing at the edge of a cliff is what leads Muin beyond his limits.

“If you don’t hit me about 300 times, my anger won’t go away!”

Lightning in the shape of a sword strikes.

As he slashed the blade with the edge of his sword, Lian forgot all his worries for the first time in years and focused on this fight.

Leon and Lian, who left several afterimages in an instant, made a loud metallic sound as they clashed. The superiority of the sword was clear. Unlike Lian, who couldn’t even graze the collar, Leon’s sword was ironic, and he hit the opponent by avoiding all the vital points.

still.

“… long time no see.”

“yes?”

Ellahan, who has a keen ear, responded to Chloe’s self-talk.

“It’s been a long time since I saw Rihanna smile like that.”

It was as he said.

As the leader of the revolutionary army and the next emperor, Lian was always weighed down by the burden, so he could not smile for a long time.

Even Chloe couldn’t completely relieve his loneliness.

Only Leon, who had been regardless of his status and background since the academy, was able to make Lian open up about his true feelings.

Ellahan, who did not know much about the relationship between the three, spoke bluntly.

“This person named Lian likes to be hit with a sword, right?”

“yes!? Oh no! “That’s not it!”

“I’m kidding.”

Ellahan smiled in a way that was not typical of a saint.

I had a bad impression from our past meeting, but if it looks the same now, there’s no need to worry too much.

The sound of two swords clashing rang out.

For quite a long time, without stopping for even a moment.

* * *

Bah!

After being beaten for several hours, Lian was eventually unable to stand up even with recovery techniques, so he lay down on the ground.

Even if the body was restored to its intact state, mental strength was a separate issue.

Not only did I not use the <Auror Weapon>, but I also spent a lot of energy strengthening my physical abilities.

Still, Lian struggled to get up, but when her legs wouldn’t obey, she got angry and hit her thigh. With a tightly clenched fist, I struck it down with all my might several times.

“Shit, shit, shit… ! in action! “Move!”

Rian, who had maintained a calm face as always, suddenly drops his fist with tears in his eyes.

I was so angry.

The reality that I couldn’t win makes me angry at myself for not being able to win, so I use my fists to express my anger. A torrent of emotions he had never felt before broke his composure.

“Lian… ?!”

Glancing at Chloe, who was perplexed by seeing her lover’s face for the first time, Leon opened his mouth with a knowing expression.

“You can’t eat it, right?”

Lian’s hand that was hitting her thigh stops.

Leon said, not caring how he reacted.

“This time, if I tried to rush in, I would only get hit again. Even though I think of a good move and try it, it doesn’t work at all. I move until my eyes turn yellow and I’m panting, but my opponent doesn’t even lose his breath. “Every time I encounter a sword, I am reminded of the shortcomings of my skills, and I feel anxious because I feel the distance is impossible to catch up to.”

Lian wondered if he had looked inside her, but her guess was completely wrong.

There was no mind-reading ability in ‘The Stigmata of the Watcher’.

The words that Leon is picking up now are what he experienced in the past.

It was a feeling I felt with my body and mind every single day for three years after I started challenging Rian.

“That’s the feeling of defeat. “It’s a feeling I’ve dealt with every day for the three years you’ve dealt with me.”

Then Lian’s eyes widened.

It had to be that way.

Even my heart, which is beating vigorously, feels resentful of this pain.

This shabby feeling, as if my own worth had fallen to the ground.

This misery, as if the whole world was laughing at itself.

‘Do this every single day… ‘For 3 years?’

Leon neither ignored it nor forgot it. He trained himself by reflecting on the pain every day.

Unyielding and indomitable.

It was the source of a superhuman spirit that even impressed El Cid.

Just thinking about it made Rian feel frustrated and dizzy. If he were in Leon’s shoes, would he be sane enough to handle it? He might have thrown away his sword and indulged in pleasure, or he might have harmed Leon with a vicious move.

“How on earth… ?”

Lian muttered with a question that seemed pure.

How was that possible?

How could you bear it?

To that question, Leon answered with a bitter smile.

“There were days when I felt pain, had a hard time, and collapsed and cried. “There were days when I fell to my knees because I felt sorry for myself and my own shabbiness.”

But, said Leon, who started crying.

“But it still happens. Next time, okay. Next time… ”

The words of a young man who wanted power more desperately than anyone else and who worked harder than anyone else were heavy.

So much so that it makes those who hear it even stop their breathing.

“I believe I can do better.”

It was an answer that Leon proved through his life.