Overpowered Sword - Chapter 212

Overpowered Sword Chapter 212

Level up with swords (212)

However, the sparring did not start right away.

Unlike Cedric, who was only a leader, Lian was in a position similar to the commander of the revolutionary army, and he could not act alone with 10,000 troops behind him.

Leon was like that too.

Standing here on behalf of Grania was the same as representing Portroy’s position. As a representative of one force, there was no way he could fight or do anything he wanted.

“…Then please wait a moment.”

Through Leon’s story, Lian learned that the gateway city was currently unable to handle 10,000 people and decided to take his army to the foot of the mountain and camp there.

No matter how charismatic the commander is, there are a whopping 10,000 people.

If you bring them into a city where security and order are unstable, problems will inevitably arise.

I could have unintentionally collided with Leon and his group.

“Would you please pass this news on to Karen Grania?”

“okay. “I’ll be back soon!”

Not long after Lian moved away, when the cavalry was seen retreating, Leon also sent Karen inside the castle.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t know how Grania would accept this move. Moreover, although my loyalty to the Clyde Imperial Family is not deep, if I knew that a legitimate heir to the Imperial throne who could challenge the ‘Light Emperor’ had appeared before my eyes –

‘I might feel a little motivated in my precarious spirit.’

Grania’s wounds were more serious than her body.

Being betrayed by his best disciple Edgar was not simply a loss of relationship with an acquaintance. It was as if the connection between the knowledge and wisdom accumulated over a lifetime had been lost.

To recover him, his mind had to be treated before his body.

There was a limit to negative emotions such as hatred and revenge. If meeting Rian can help him stand up, that’s fine.

“I didn’t expect the hero to agree so easily.”

Then Ellahan said.

“huh? why?”

“Isn’t what the person named Lian asked for, in fact, not a sparring match but an agreement to give a lesson? “It is a shameless request for a military officer.”

“I guess so.”

Leon scratched the back of his head, looking a little embarrassed.

It was because he remembered himself from his academy days.

It would take a long time for me to explain it from beginning to end to Elahan, who doesn’t know it, and for my own sake.

“But I was much more shameless than him. “You can think of this as repaying the debt from those days.”

“yes? “What are you talking about?”

“It’s an old story. “It’s not something worth talking about.”

Come to think of it, he owed a lot to Rian during his academy days. He asked for sparring every single day and continued to receive it without giving anything to the other person.

It was Ryan, not anyone else, who made him what he is today.

[That’s not wrong. It was a repeat of an ugly defeat, but he was the one who trained your spirit.]

‘Is that so?’

Leon agreed to El Cid’s words.

The skills I learned from Lian or the physical strength I gained in the process were nothing special. What Leon truly achieved while competing with him was mental strength.

Like physical skills, mental strength is not something you are born with, but is something you cultivate your innate nature and train through experience.

What if Leon couldn’t meet or compete with Lian, so he trained alone and became satisfied with his limitations? We can confidently say that there has never been a time when we have reached the level of ‘undaunted will’ that we have now.

Mental strength can only become stronger if there is determination, faith, and the presence of trials to strengthen it.

[I guess it’s because I brooded over my feelings of defeat every single day for three years and used that sense of inferiority as my own fertilizer. I wonder if he had entered the basic stage of ‘telekinesis’ from the time when he couldn’t even use Auror.]

Even El Cid didn’t expect that.

Repetition of basic skills to the point of meaninglessness.

Who would have thought that that honest training method would create a spirit that transcends the body of a boy that even an Auror could not control.

[There is a proverb called ‘Wugong Yi Mountain (愚公移山).’]

‘Wugong Yi Mountain?’

[It means that where a wise person realizes that something is reckless and impossible and does not try, a foolish person uses his honesty to endlessly try and succeed.]

In a way, it was a maxim that was perfect for Leon.

It is nearly impossible to surpass Roderick. So, many geniuses did not dare to pick up that name and all they did was leave it as an object of reverence.

Even though they can never fly if they only look up to the sky, wise people only worship on the ground.

Only fools, through countless trials and errors, could eventually unfold their wax wings.

“…Hero.”

How long had I been thinking about it there?

Before we knew it, the 10,000-strong army had retreated to the foot of the mountain, so much so that no dust could be seen beyond the horizon.

And I saw Ryan coming back.

Accompanying Chloe and Gilbert, an old idol approaches.

“Okay, shall we change seats?”

I don’t know how many years it’s been.

Lian, who became a challenger to Leon’s words, nodded once.

* * *

It was some time later.

They moved to a place that could not be seen from either Port Roy or the revolutionary army’s camp and soon stood facing each other.

Karen, who had returned to the castle briefly, also returned and was watching the sparring between the two next to Ellahan. Behind Lian’s back were Gilbert and Chloe, and behind Leon’s back were Ellahan and Karen as inductees.

“Shall we begin?”

“yes.”

The two men drew their swords almost simultaneously.

Lian’s eyes stayed on Leon’s sword for a moment, but then he looked away as if he had given up on it.

Holy sword El Cid.

A symbol of a warrior that I had no doubt he would hold for nearly 20 years. Although he couldn’t believe that the person holding it was Leon, who had been defeated by him countless times, he was a little angry.

On the contrary, Leon was already concentrating on sparring.

‘I can’t use . If the Sun Sword appears, I will burn Lian along with the surrounding area.’

The Aura Master’s wall was ridiculously high.

It cannot be surpassed beyond that level. The outcome of this sparring was predetermined from the beginning. Ryan loses. In the end, it was a question of how the process went.

As Lian Leon’s gaze, shaking off distracting thoughts, becomes entangled at the midpoint, the tense air is pulled further like a rubber band.

Why?

“under.”

An inexplicable feeling of déjà vu tickled the corners of each other’s mouths, so the two of them burst out laughing without anyone saying anything first.

And immediately after that, he became expressionless.

“-going.”

It was Ryan who took the lead.

As soon as he could take a single step, he narrowed the gap and reappeared before Leon’s eyes, slashing his sword upwards.

As the blade struck down like a thunderbolt, Leon thrust the holy sword forward without any hesitation and delivered a slashing blow.

Kigi geek! And as the metal rubs, sparks fly.

Even though they didn’t say anything, the two people didn’t display auras to each other, as if they had made an agreement in advance.

‘I guess it’s okay to win with sword skills!’

Leon’s specialty was to press down with output, but there was no need to go that far in a sparring match where the superiority and inferiority were already clearly divided.

If only he could compete with his skills as a swordsman.

Even Rian could hold out against him for a while.

Kaang! Kang! Let’s go!

Two swords howl.

The only thing that did not appear was the auror, and the physical abilities of the two people had long since surpassed that of humans. Even leaving an afterimage, they move one step at a time, aiming for various vital points, swinging their swords, and clashing with each other.

The stab aimed at the neck is blocked by a slash on the wrist, and the moment he takes a step back, the blade sinks into his side. It was truly a near-perfect Parry&Reposte.

Because the aura was not activated, it could not pierce the armor, but the impact was still felt, so Lian gasped! He let out a breath.

Leon stopped his sword for a moment at that sight and spoke.

“This won’t be the end, right?”

Rian, who stumbled but did not fall down in the end, rushed forward once again with his eyes wide open.

“Sounds obvious!”

“Yes, it should come out like that!”

As if he were seeing himself in the past, Leon willingly responded to his will.

Rian decided that thrusting wasn’t enough.

Even without using Aurors, the difference in capabilities between the two is large.

You cannot defeat a stronger swordsman than yourself with a stab that immediately delivers a fatal counterattack once the attack point is read. In that case, the slashing can be done more cleverly in the form of blocking the opponent’s moves—

[He is, after all, a talented person. It’s quick to come to a conclusion.]

It was just as El Cid said.

When Lian began swinging the sword in earnest, the sloppy parts were instantly filled in and a sense of anticipation came out.

If their physical abilities are at a similar level, they cannot be easily destroyed. Nevertheless, Leon did not hesitate at all and threw himself into the whirlpool of swords.

“What!?”

“Don’t panic just like this.”

Leon gave a word of advice in a dry voice and casually flicked the sword that fell to his shoulder.

It’s a lot better than the first time, but Leon also experienced this level of ingenuity a few years ago. Enemies stronger than oneself and cunning enemies were literally everywhere.

A battle of numbers is ultimately just a prediction.

If the infinite number of cases could not be calculated, one had to respond to the variables while keeping in mind the possibility of missing the mark.

Ryan lacked that improvisation.

“Ugh!”

He thoroughly reads Rian’s fighting skills and increases the number of sword strikes aimed at places he does not expect.

Leon didn’t think about it too complicatedly.

Even if the opponent’s calculations were a little messed up, they would automatically open a gap, so all they had to do was break through that point. After graduating from the academy, I gained various experiences and even commanded a rebel army, so I thought I would be somewhat familiar with actual combat.

“Clumsy!”

Leon’s sword ran in a straight line.

Stabbing the heart with one step.

Rian was one beat late as his previous attacking posture collapsed, so his ability to bring his sword to the sword play was limited. As a result, the sword that was aimed at the heart was twisted and hit the collarbone.

There was a popping sound.

The impact, which even the armor could not prevent, broke his bones.

“Tsk—!”

Lian bit her lip hard.

At the same time, my left arm went limp.

If your clavicle bone is broken, it is difficult to move that shoulder.

“Elahan treatment.”

“yes.”

Just as Chloe and Gilbert were about to panic over the injury, Leon ordered them to treat him with one word.

Holy light pours down and restores Lian to his original state.

A few seconds is enough to break a bone.

However, Rian, whose forehead was wet with cold sweat, took a deep breath as if the pain had all disappeared.

‘No, it’s not just the pain.’

Leon saw his expression and realized.

It’s not physical pain that’s bothering Rihanna.

I had no choice but to know.

What are the facial expressions and emotions that are currently encroaching on Rihanna’s face? Because that’s what he saw in the mirror every day in the past. It was the expression on his face that made him feel so ugly and pitiful that he couldn’t raise his head.

That’s why Leon opened his mouth.

“Does it hurt?”

The others looked at him at the seemingly obvious question, but Leon only looked at Lian.

Ryan seemed to sense something from that question.

Leon continued speaking to the silent man.

“That pain is the piece you lack. I didn’t know then, but I think I know a little bit now. “As a warrior, Rian, you have one fatal weakness.”

“Fatal weakness…what is it?”

“Not knowing weakness.”

Leon declared.

“What you use is the sword of the strong. That means you can’t defeat me.”