: Visit (2)
late evening.
A carriage entered the Welton Count.
It was the carriage of the Viscount Ballet family.
"I don't know how many months it has been."
Earl Welton, who had come to meet him, hugged his brother-in-law, Viscount Ballet, tightly.
"It's been less than half a year since we met at the Eastern Nobility Party."
haha. It's been a long time since I haven't seen you in half a year."
"It's okay. Brother-in-law, long time no see."
"Welcome, Viscount."
Sears smiled elegantly at the Viscount's greeting and lifted the hem of her skirt.
Then I saw two cute little girls sitting quietly behind the Viscount. They were the eldest daughter Rebecca Valle and the second daughter Ash Valle.
"How are you too?"
"Ah, hello. It's called Ash Ballet."
"It's Rebecca Ballet. I wish you all the best during your stay here."
Ash bowed her head like a boy with a slightly nervous expression on her face, and Rebecca saluted by raising her skirt as Sears did.
Just by looking at it, it was clear that the personalities of the two children were diametrically opposite.
The countess looked at them with delight, as they had never seen any girls except for their daughter.
Then I realized that I couldn't see the Viscount, and asked.
"Did you come only with the children?"
"I had a job with my wife, so I left the children with me and went down for a while."
"I don't know what's going on, but I hope it goes well."
"It's not a big deal. But can't you see Jamie?
"Jamie must be training hard right now. Maybe we'll see you tomorrow morning.
training?
Do you even do magic training?
But the words that came out of the earl's mouth had nothing to do with magic.
"I started learning swords from yesterday."
"A sword?"
"It's getting chilly, so let's go in and talk."
Ah. That's right."
It is the season when the sun goes down and it gets chilly.
They talked and went to the mansion.
At that moment, Ash, who had followed the Viscount well, stopped in place. Since she was at the back, no one knew that she was not following.
Ash stared blankly in one direction.
Then he muttered to someone.
"Look at who is wielding the sword hard. Are you curious too?"
The wind blew gently.
"Let's go."
Ash smiled faintly and took a step forward.
* * *
The remaining number is 26.
The clothes were soaked with sweat from the old evening. Even though it was a chilly day, the body was hot enough to spit out heat.
Jamie let out a heavy breath that filled his lungs.
"Whoa-"
She swept her emerald-colored hair back, as if it had been hit by water lightning.
Then I saw a hand over my head. All the skin of the parts holding the wooden sword grip has been peeled off.
There were also traces of blood clots.
A thousand times was enough. Physically, I was better than yesterday, but other parts creaked.
Still, it felt good.
'The wound will heal after a day anyway.'
This is a wound, thanks to the life orb, it was regenerated in an instant.
Resisting the tingling, he clenched his sword again.
After repeating it over 900 times, the principle of connection was perfectly understood even if the body was tired.
Hamilton's demonstration played naturally in Jamie's head. That neat swordsmanship, step, and muscle movement.
A near-perfect connection.
Try it out by yourself.
Mana was released and projected into the air. And created Hamilton in memory.
The imaginary Hamilton stood still in a ready position.
Good.
He said he would not use mana during swordsmanship training, but that was a promise not to use tricks such as physical assistance.
If you can improve your skills in a better way, it's stupid not to get help from magic.
Jamie stood in the same position next to Hamilton.
Beyond the continuous repetition, he understood the movement of the body and the flow of the sword.
I don't know if I can do as much as Hamilton, but-
start.
As soon as the signal fell, Hamilton made of mana performed a linked action.
At the same time, Jamie moved.
Although they were different in size, the two began to swing their swords with the same movements.
At that moment, Jamie fell into a trance.
Cut down, stab, turn one turn to cut sideways, then turn in the opposite direction from top to bottom, again from bottom to top, pull the sword and stab it again aiming at the center.
All the movements ended at the same time, as if they were put together.
Hamilton's visions were scattered.
Heh, heh, heh, heh-
Jamie took a deep breath.
Extreme concentration consumed more stamina, but now Jamie's head is clearer than ever.
"Are you okay?"
I understood the principle, but I felt like it was lacking while repeating it over and over.
But just now it was a little different.
First, he did not miss Hamilton's movements, and secondly, the swordsmanship he performed in extreme concentration was satisfactory even if he thought about it.
black. Are you recording properly?"
When Jamie looked into the air and asked, the invisibility was lifted and Black appeared.
Queek!
Black answered yes, spraying mana from both eyes, reviving the figure from a while ago.
Jamie was constantly documenting herself using Black.
Learning comes from review. Swordsmanship is also in the position of learning, so I thought I would review it while watching the video after finishing a thousand times.
If you look at him like this, he was a flawless wizard, but this is not how a wizard trains his sword.
I don't think it's necessary to create Hamilton's illusions anymore.
"I'll see you eventually ."
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