9th Class Sword Master: The Guardian of the Sword - Chapter 62

Episode 62

Episode 30. Order of superhumans (2)

Royal masseuses were, of course, those who provided their abilities only to the imperial family and some of the great nobility.

Yuma became the first commoner to be massaged by an Imperial masseuse.

The masseuses were unhappy at the fact that they had been called to Zach just for commoners.

However, Duran himself said, ‘It is me lying in my bed. It’s not someone else’, so I had no choice but to sleep with the fainting Yuma without saying anything.

As Duran said, the masseuses massaged Yuma for two hours. Beads of sweat formed on the foreheads of the martyrs.

o Ugh.”

—Yu Yuma came to his senses by the end of the massage.

There was no trauma, but Duran’s attack hit the inside of his body here and there, so his whole body was still throbbing.

However, the massage, which was close to divine magic, suppressed most of Yuma’s acute pain, so her head was clear.

The masseuses went back after filling the two hours like a knife.

He knew that the royal masseuses could not speak. This is because it is a job that touches every inch of the body of noble people, so there is a risk of revealing its characteristics.

Since there is one article, this was only a superficial reason. To publicize the terrifying authority of the imperial family.

In a way, a masseuse could be a threat to the royal family even more than an assassin.

So, the unlucky people who were brought to the imperial family as children, sealed their vocal chords, and thoroughly brainwashed were the royal masseuses.

‘I got rid of the imperial masseuse after Lady Hella ascended the throne.’

Suddenly, an old thought came to mind. At the banquet for the first time in a while, I wanted to talk with Hella.

In the drawing room, Duran was drinking tea and waiting for Yuma.

“You’ve grown quite a bit.”

“Master Huh. do you do this? What is that fist that finally returned my chin?”

“What! My winnings.”

Yuma forgot what to say for the first time in a while and stared blankly at his teacher.

Hororok.

The sound of swallowing tea spread between the two.

“The head of the Zach family must not be defeated in front of the family under any circumstances.”

That was the reason it didn’t really make sense.

“Ah, such a deep meaning. Thanks to that, I had the honor of having the imperial masseuses massage my entire body.”

“ha ha ha! I just need to know, you bastard.”

Duran looked very happy.

The disciple realized a decisive battle that he hadn’t even shown a few times with considerable proficiency. It was a technique used to seduce them by saying that they would inform them properly when they entered the quantum.

Of course, in terms of power, there was still a huge gap from when Duran himself cast it.

It was only Sinclair Jacques that Duran directly passed on Sky Split.

However, there was not much difference between Sinclay’s proficiency and Yuma’s proficiency. Not even Sinclay had inherited all of Zach’s decisive battles.

‘A scary guy… I have to adopt him as my adoptive son!’

But in order to be adopted, you must not die.

No matter how proud Yuma was, there were many dangerous corners in Duran’s eyes.

Will I die if I do this?

The feeling of thinking and acting.

But Duran didn’t like that. Duran’s theory was that he needed that level of spirit when he was young.

It was just this heart. Even if you put it on the water, you don’t have to worry because it swims well, but I am worried.

It was a thought that came to me because I was pouring my heart into Yuma.

“Yes, how did it feel to survive while slicing through hundreds of orcs by yourself?”

“It was on a different level than when I was dealing with the soldiers in Ahmad. I didn’t know that not feeling fear would have such a big impact.

Even the strength of the body is incomparable to that of an ordinary human.”

“It’s not for nothing that the black magicians of the past tried to use it as a weapon by destroying the human spirit.”

“But in front of Master, it doesn’t make much of a difference whether you’re a human or an orc.

No matter how many there are.”

“The future you will be like that too.”

‘This old man looks very happy right now.’

Yuma thought to herself.

Duran continued his conversation with Yuma with a happy face.

“Then I’ll see you at the banquet hall in the evening.”

“I get it.”

Yuma ran into Catherine while crossing the garden of the Zach family.

“you.”

“Yes, lady.”

Catherine crossed her arms and glared at Yuma fiercely.

Why were you drinking so much when you said what a fierce life was? The desire to ask was like a chimney. Also, why did he not pretend to know at the improvement ceremony?

But Catherine brought up a different story.

“Did you learn the decisive battle from your father?”

“Rather than learning…. He showed me a few times.”

It was astonishing.

Yuma deliberately put on an exaggerated expression while recalling the past that Duran’s decisive battle was really great. A girl with a taste for teasing had to be teased.

Of course, in reality, Duran’s slicing through the sky was beyond imagination. As the name suggests, the clouds in the sky were cut off.

“You bastard, don’t go around using a decisive battle. If rumors spread that someone like you learned the Zach family’s decisive battle, our family’s prestige wouldn’t matter.”

The Empire’s Jacques Rollmandi Povian family each had their own decisive battle, which was a skill passed down only to the heirs who would lead the family.

“I will keep that in mind.”

Yuma answered with the formality of dealing with aristocrats.

Anyway, if he used Zach’s decisive battle, most opponents wouldn’t have a mouth to talk about.

He hadn’t met an enemy strong enough to use it yet.

There was also a reason that the skill level was insufficient to properly operate it in practice.

It was a matter Catherine did not have to worry about.

Yuma greeted Catherine once more with great formality and then returned to the Puang Merchant.

“Ah, why are you so mean…? what is the problem?”

Katherine talked to herself and fanned her hands for a while.

The imperial banquet, which began at night, had a more grand atmosphere than before.

The royal family’s special chefs cooked the dishes on the spot, and the imperial orchestra played melodies that were pleasing to the ears. All sorts of rare dishes and the finest wine overflowed from place to place.

It was no different that they held so many grand banquets even though they didn’t even accept tribute.

On one side of the banquet hall sat envoys from small countries who had just visited the empire.

The empress was presenting the wealth and prestige of the empire to them.

Since this banquet did not collect tribute, even minor nobles with poor financial status could attend without any burden.

Zishka did not attend on the pretext of health.

“I have heard a lot about you.

I am McGlough Ain, the head of the Ain family.”

“A disciple of Lord Au Duran. The outfit suits you very well. I am Sirin, and the Mano family…

Numerous minor nobles flocked to Yuma to greet them first.

They were all nobles who had appealed to Yuma.

Yuma pretended not to know and appreciated the disgusting faces of the minor nobles.

‘You bastard bastards… All of them have oil on their faces.’

Yuma faced them with a smile.

“Haha, go to Sirin Romano. It’s the first time I’ve heard the name, but somehow it feels familiar.”

“Familiarity” was an expression that was used to make one aware of the appeal.

Despite Yuma’s disrespectful words and actions, the minor nobles couldn’t stand a single word of direct confrontation.

It was because, for some reason, after the appeal incident, the woman gave the seal to Yuma.

The minor aristocrats had no choice but to avoid anger by somehow making themselves look good to Yuma.

Although he had no intention of using the seal to punish them, Yuma felt a small sense of exhilaration and chatted with the nobles.

‘This time, there is no Archduke Winslting and Hayes Rollmandi.’

Yuma subtly moved her gaze and looked for Hella Rose. Hela, along with Duran, was surrounded by nobles.

“Sit here!”

Duran shouted as he reached out to Yuma.

“Lord Hella is my disciple whom I entrusted with honor the other day.”

It was Duran who often spoke with energy.

The nobles moved to their seats, keeping an eye on Duran and Hela.

Hella suddenly remembered Yuma staring at her during the victory ceremony the other day. The image of her fearlessly staring at herself among so many people.

“I don’t have an older sister today, so I don’t think you have anything to do to protect my honor.”

Hella cracked a joke while fixing her golden cup.

Yuma was at a loss as to what to answer. Today, for some reason, it seemed that I couldn’t answer as elegantly as before.

“Haha, get a glass. I want to congratulate you on your behalf for subjugating Anten Ma Gul.”

“Thank you, low.”

Yuma politely raised her hand and received a drink that Hella poured herself.

Duran patted Yuma on the shoulder and made a whimper. It was a foolish thing that only Duran Zak could do.

The three of them emptied their glasses while chatting lightly for a while. Hella was a good drinker.

“Did you meet the dragon at Innzvikan?”

“Yes that’s right.”

Yuma looked into Duran’s eyes.

I already guessed that there must be some conversation between the two.

“I heard from Duran that dragons are in some ways stronger than ogres. They say it’s because ogres don’t live in groups.”

“you’re right. A single fighting force is usually preceded by an ogre, but an ogre only moves alone.”

Yuma answered.

“I see… I sometimes wonder why such a strong and gigantic race can live without holding its breath.”

Yuma was able to grasp Hela’s intentions. Krisha Ainu Hela heard the name from the empress.

“I am also curious about that.”

Saying so, Yuma’s gaze turned to Duran.

Humans like Duran and Hugo, in Yuma’s eyes, could exert more power than ogres or dragons.

Grandmasters are different from normal humans.

Besides, there is no number of people to follow or follow.

Their power, which they experienced directly through various adventures, was certainly enough to challenge the kingship or the imperial authority. No, it could be full or overflowing depending on the operation.

A moment of silence passed.

“Today I am bored because my sister is not here. I’ll just go in My sister hates me, but I actually like her. I have revealed to you a great secret.”

Hella suddenly stood up from her seat.

“If there is a chance, I would like to talk with you thoroughly.”

When Hella left, a strange air flowed over the table.

“Lord Hella assured me that you would not use a dragon named Krisya Inu. I won’t say much because it’s the confidence of the lowly person who entrusted you with honor. I also pray because I believe in you more than anyone else.”

“I feel like I’ve eaten a room.”

Duran had been facing Yuma with a serious expression for the first time in a while.

“Ogre dragons and superhumans like me. Do you know what the common feeling is for beings with such great power?”

“I do not know. Because I am not a superman yet.”

“It is solitude.”

Yuma realized that there were many meanings in that one word.

Even if you have enough power, don’t use it to take the world in your hands.

They had something far more important than strength or authority. It was the order of superhumans.

For some reason, Yuma remembered the story of Pidgin Carta from Kriesha.

“It took me 40 years to know this. You’re smart, so maybe ten years is enough.”

The table where the princess, the commander-in-chief of the empire, and commoners sat.

Yuma could see that the questions asked to her at this dinner table were by no means accidental.

The Empress sat in the center seat of the banquet room on the second floor, watching them all the time.

As Duran looked at them and slightly raised his thumb, the Empress nodded in satisfaction.

-You should learn something other than martial arts from your master.

The story of the empress in the audience room passed through Yuma’s mind.

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