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nChapter 52: Operation ‘Move’ 2

n‘Huhuhu, good.’

nAfter a long meeting with the retainers, Luke smiled.

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nThe process made it possible to keep the promise to the princess and the deal with the source of the gold and silver ingots from the mine.

n‘And with just another harvest, I won’t have to listen to the retainers telling that they don’t like it when I go to the Devil King’s castle.’

nUp until that moment, none of them were eager with the Young Lord going into the Devil King’s castle again and again.

nBut, what they had gained was so great that it didn’t even matter if Luke decided to stay there the whole day.

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nThat too, if he had a guard with him and if he would go to his classes.

n“Young Lord, won’t you learn fencing?”

nRogers blocked the entrance of the castle and asked Luke.

nBefore the accident, Luke had learned and practiced to wield a Silver Sword, a sword of the Rakan knights.

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nEven though the achievement wasn’t so great, yet he worked very hard, however, after waking up from the accident, he didn’t practice even once.

n“I now use magic rather than fencing… no. I should learn swords.”

nLuke had said that he wanted to learn magic as much as he could, so he cut down the practice of fencing and used that time for magic.

nHowever, the assassination that happened the other day had occurred to his mind.

nAt that time, he was about to die because the dark circle had stopped.

nSurely, it was because of the curse that someone had placed on the Rakan’s descendants, but they couldn’t be blamed.

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n‘I also need to learn some swordsmanship. Shouldn’t there be a way to deal with opponents if magic doesn’t work for fighting?’

nAs Luke decided to change his mind, Roger’s face went bright.

n“Huhu, then move to the training camp.”

nLuke followed Rogers to the knights-only training ground in the parade ground.

nEveryone had gone to work, and no one was training.

n“I will relax a little and see the accomplishments of the others.”

n“Well, okay.”

nWhen Luke picked up the sword from the stands, the two men took their positions to practice.

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nKang! Kkkang!!

nIt was a sword which hasn’t been raised, but every time it hit the other sword, sparks flowed.

nAlthough Luke was a warlock, he had fought with quite a few knights in his time as Saymon for self-defense.

nAnd as the young Lord, the original owner of the body, who had been practicing very hard before, naturally avoided the attacks of Rogers properly and carefully.

n‘Ho, he’s moving faster and stronger than before. In the past, the young Lord had attacked just blindly, however currently it seemed like he was studying his opponent and trying to read their next moves.’

nRogers seemed to be surprised.

nHowever, unlike his own feelings, he kept pointing it out to Luke.

n“In that situation, you need to attack rather than to block with the sword. Like this.”

n“Slow. How will you win over the enemy with such slow moves?”

nLuke was getting upset with the constant intellectual and bitter attacks.

nAs a result, he didn’t realize that he was infusing the sword with magic.

nWooong!

nA faint purple aura began to form around the sword.

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nRogers couldn’t help but look amazed.

n‘This, this is.’

nLuke stuck upon taking Rogers down, began to dig into Rogers’s movements.

n“Hut!”

nRogers who began to get nervous barely managed to avoid the attack from Luke.

nIn addition, his sword was going against a small aura sword of the young Lord.

nKang! Kknag!

nThe swords that clashed were so much thrilling than before.

nIn the early stages, a tense confrontation had happened, but in the end, Luke’s sword had drifted far away.

nNo matter how much he had learned self-defense and practical experience, it was impossible to win and master the advanced expert of the orthodox sword family.

n“That is all for today.”

n“Huhu, I can fight a little more.”

nAt the end of the class by Rogers, Luke said his will to learn,

n“It isn’t good to do that. It is important to know when to take a break and be strong.”

nSoon with excitement, Rogers spoke,

n“But, young Lord, when on earth have you been able to make an aura?”

n“Aura?”

n“Yeah. The purple aura that was seen when you were attacking a while back.”

n“Ah, that…”

nHe wasn’t aware as he was too engulfed into attacking, but now when he thought about it, he did infuse some Magi into it.

n‘The physical transformation of mana. How does that work when the sword is infused with Magi?’

nThe other day, during the assassination, he had absorbed the aura and the life with the dark magic.

nBut, no matter how much one absorbs, it was useless when they didn’t know how to use it.

nLuke, looking for the reason, got angry with the rebuke of Roger’s and put the Magi into the sword.

n‘Aura got made by acting on the emotions?’

nAs with magic, the mind, specifically the will, was at work when a person creates or accomplishes something.

nAnd that day was surely the same.

nSomehow, the wish to defeat Rogers had transformed the Magi into aura.

n“I can’t say if it is a finished form in terms of shape or concentration, but if you practice a bit, you’ll be a good expert.”

nWhen Luke made no response, Rogers knew why he was flustered.

n‘I thought he didn’t care about fencing…’

nThere was a lot of talk among the knights the recent days about Luke’s enormous interest in learning Magic from Mute.

nIt was fortunate that the young Lord was turning more reliable than before, but he wasn’t a wizard, or maybe he was neglecting the knights for the coming future.

nThey were proud of the family of Rakan, the brave warriors who established the outstanding standards of the knights.

nAnd their master was going to be a wizard?

n‘That will never be!’

nRogers had vowed to prevent that.

nSo, after completing the silver sword, he pulled out a number of spleens he wanted to teach.

n“From today on, I’ll teach you, Gold Sword.”

n“Gold, Gold sword?!”

nLuke was shocked for a moment.

nHow can he ever ignore that?

nThe sword which pierced through his heart 500 years back, the Gold Sword of Rakan!

nBut suddenly something popped into his mind.

n“The Gold Sword, isn’t it meant to be a family item?”

nHe knew about the greatness of the sword after waking up. As stated in the genealogy of the family, the principles of the family heirloom.

n“Of course, it is. But 250 years ago, an exception had been placed.”

nFrom generation to generation, the heirs of Rakan were short-lived.

nIn some cases, their bodies were so weak that some succumbed to death.

nAs a result, the heirs were troubled with the Gold Sword’s tradition, and 250 years ago, they finally came to a decision.

nOne of the ancestors feared that the family heirloom sword would cease to be taught to the future knights, and the knight general was to take a pledge not to unveil about it to anyone else.

n‘Oh, my god!’

nSomehow, despite the sudden death of the first lord, the retainers didn’t even worry about gold sword, and it was such a situation.

nAnd Luke hadn’t known that, and that was why the Rakan viscount hadn’t been destroyed for the past 500 years, even in the hands of other knights.

nThe knights of the past who had learned the gold sword were deemed to be a strong supporter of the family with excellent skills.

n“Would I become a Sword Emperor like Rakan or the ancestors if I learn the Gold Sword?”

n“Well, that could be impossible. Because we lost the second half of the sword 400 years back. But you can be a swordmaster by learning with the other half.”

nSeven of the Knights had become Sword Masters.

nRogers was in his early 40s, surpassing the top of the experts’ class.

n‘But it is very strange that none of the ancestors had become Sword Masters. Was it because of the Devil king’s curse?’

nRogers shook his head along with his thoughts in his mind and continued to tell Luke about the Gold Sword.

nExplaining the history and the main aspects of the gold sword had begun step by step.

n“Gold Sword is basically more about mana flow than fencing. Be able to read the flow of mana hidden in the sword…”

nAt some point, Roger’s sword began to faintly glow with a golden radiance.

nLuke clenched his fist without his knowledge.

nHe remembered the past when he was killed by the Gold Sword.

n‘Sh*t! The one isn’t Rakan, and the Gold Sword is just another sword that I will master.’

nLuke calmed his heart and looked closely. With frightening concentration, he began to absorb what Rogers was trying to describe.

n‘The flow of mana is important? Yeah, don’t know but it can be easier to control the sword as I am a wizard.’

nHowever, apart from that, because it was difficult to learn excellent swordsmanship, it would take quite some time.

nLuke wasn’t nervous. And he decided to build up the skills one step after the other.

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