How a Former Pro Takes Advantage by Doing an Easy Job

Chapter 25. Princess' swordsmanship training (5) + From now on, I'm a swordsman pro (1) I caught something hard.

“There is.”

When I pulled it out, a magic crystal the size of a fist was shining in my hand.

Judging by the size and purity of the magic crystal, this mother Griffon must have been stronger than the others.

If he hadn't sacrificed himself to protect his offspring, he wouldn't have been attacked by a wyvern.

“In exchange for this, I will take care of your offspring.”

You can't hear it anymore, but I dared to mutter that.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

The calf cries sadly, probably noticing that the mother griffon is dead.

“What should I do…

Kania-nee is at a loss as to what to do.

I silently approached and picked up the baby griffon and gently caressed it.

The baby griffon falls asleep helplessly.

It's still hard to accept, so sleep now.

I handed over the baby griffon to Kania-sister, saying that it was fine now that I was asleep.

“It was fate that we met like this. We'll take this guy.”

“huh!”

Sister Kania nodded her head as if she was happy while holding the baby griffon in her arms.

At that moment, we felt many signs of mana being activated around us.

....enemy?

However, the mana felt is different from that of the black magician.

Just in case, as we were on guard, familiar wizards appeared and knights followed suit.

Fortunately, they are the ones who came to rescue us.

“Arel! Miss Cania! You're all right!”

The escort lady who came with us approached us at once and began to look for any injuries.

“for a moment!? Is that a griffon?”

Some of them were astonished to see the corpses of griffons and wyverns.

Seeing the people watching over our safety, Kania and I sighed in relief at the same time.

I felt like I could go home properly this time.

From now on, I am a pro in swordsmanship. (1) About a week has passed since the raid.

drain! Cheep!

A baby griffon runs at my feet, making a healthy cry like that of a chick.

Fortunately, it wasn't too difficult to get permission to raise the griffon you brought.

Perhaps there was a precedent that had been raised before?

“I'm really... what kind of puppy are you.

First of all, your torso is a lion, right? If possible, why don’t you be lazy like a lion?”

I picked up the baby griffon rolling at my feet.

It's hard for me to even walk if you keep following me.

“Fortunately, he got well soon.”

Kania noona smiles as if she is glad to see such a griffon.

“I want to hug you too! Give me the fries!”

I held out my hand as if asking for it, and I handed over the baby griffon fry.

By the way... the name of this baby griffon...

I got a strange feeling when I heard the name, so I slightly averted my gaze.

Baby Griffon Fry.

....Cania noona, who doesn't know the meaning of her name, has no doubts.

... I hope you don't know until the end that fried chicken's fry....

No, I was originally going to give it a nicer name.

While looking at the fluttering wings of the baby griffon, he thought nothing of it.....

“I want to eat fried chicken….”

let's mumble

beep about?

Maybe he thought it was his name, but after that, he reacts when you call him Fry.

Eventually, the name settled on Fry.

Meanwhile, Fry struggled and escaped, probably not liking the embrace of Kania's sister.

Doo! Kania's older sister's face hardened in shock.

His shoulders drooped as if he was quite disappointed.

“Why does Fry only follow Arel?”

“well? Do I even smell something delicious?”

I can roughly guess why.

It's because I have Mother Griffon's magic crystal.

I must have followed her because I smelled like my mother.

Because of that, it was Kania-noona who suggested that I pick it up, but I was the one who took care of it.

“Because Griffon is smart, Kanianuna will soon follow.”

I moderately comforted Sister Kania, who was looking at the baby griffon with envy.

This guy has already learned that he will give you something to eat if you act cute. Except when I'm taking care of him, he chases after the ladies-in-waiting and pretends to be cute and eats horse meat.

If you throw in a few pieces of horse meat, won't it flap its wings that can't yet fly?

Looking down at Fry, I remembered what had happened.

After the raid incident, we immediately returned to the palace.

As if they had already heard the news, numerous knights were waiting to escort them, so there was no danger during their return.

In the end, the raid ended just like that.

Unfortunately, there was no information about the black magician.

The body was examined, but there are no other clues.

I couldn't even figure out if he was from the kingdom or not.

Should I have at least heard his name and killed him?

At that time, I was half fevered, and I had no choice but to wash my hands in advance just in case, so it's already past to regret it.

One thing is certain.

The dark church that the black magician spoke of.

It must be the organization he belongs to.

With that as a clue, a wanted order has been issued across the kingdom, and the search is already in full swing.

Sooner or later, clues will come.

Until then, I just wait without forgetting what happened then.

I don't know where and what kind of trash they are, but I'll remember them.

I ruminated like that in my mind.

I don't want to step out, but I'm not timid enough to look down on you and stay still.

I'll make you pay for it if you touch it.

I'll show you what the real back end is.

anyway.

Those crazy people are desperately looking for them right now on the kingdom side, so they'll catch them somehow.

Apart from that, I also felt like I shouldn't stay still.

“…I don’t know if I should do at least some level of preparation.”

As usual, I was lying on my back in the office, staring at the ceiling and muttering.

I can't sleep because I have a lot to think about.

It's all because of that strange group of the Dark Cult or something.

Get to work, kingdom.

Catch them quickly.

Well... it's not like I'm relaxed.

I have the confidence to harpoon without hesitation even if an idiot who is the same warlock as last time or something rushes at me.

And even the surroundings within my reach.

Well... I might be able to protect it somehow.

But that alone isn't enough.

If there's one thing I've realized from the last raid, it's the limits of what I can do.

As long as I hide my skills, the reach of my hands is limited.

Of course, it's not that I didn't know it, but when things actually happen, what I feel is different.

‘Didn't that bastard target Kania-nee from the beginning?'

Come to think of it, Kania is more likely to be exposed to a more dangerous position than me.

The position of the second princess is really ambiguous.

It is not a position at the center of power, but being a princess is worthwhile in an aristocratic society.

Furthermore, wouldn't it be easier for the disquieting elements who oppose the kingdom to target the princess rather than the princes who are attracting attention with half-forced arms?

To be honest, I don't know what happens to the other royals.

Oh, of course, would it be difficult if the older brother, the heir, is not alive?

But that's how much awareness it is.

For me, the most important thing is my own comfort and the safety of my family.

But Kania noona is an exception.

Even though Bae is a different brother, he was like an older sister to me.

It would be very difficult if, like the last time, they were set up to target things that they did not even know about.

We can't put our sweet sister in danger.

And...

‘Because my sister will need strength too.'

The true intention that my sister said during the last training session.

Did you say you don't want to live according to your destiny?

If I were to evaluate it a bit more calmly, the future of Kania noona wouldn't change much if it was as it is now.

Even though she is sharpening her sword, it is difficult to escape the perception of a princess who is well versed in swords.

It's not that I don't have talent.

Rather, when it comes to swords, it's a level that could be called a gifted child.

But will that talent bloom properly when Noona wants it?

‘How strong do I have to be...?'

I thought about myself once.

How long did it take for me to relax like this when I was called a genius?

And how much talent did I appeal to?

If you replace it with martial arts instead of learning...

u.. should I at least be called a sword master?”

If someone hears my murmurs, they might call me crazy.

I can't deny that my eyes are damn high.

However, no matter how many times you calmly examine it, you have to accomplish that feat for the princess to be recognized as a sword.

Come to think of it, how strong are the masters of swords in this world?

In the meantime, I was tired of seeing the level of the knights here, but I didn't see anyone who could be called a master of the sword.

Of course, our father, the king, is also strong, but that nobleman is almost a muscle master.

Come to think of it, was the best hyung-nim at the beginning of Aura Expert?

I heard that he had reached the level of an expert not too long ago.

Aura expert at the age of late 20's, I think I heard the word genius even at that level?

‘...then should I aim for that much?'

If a third party familiar with the circumstances of this place heard my thoughts, they might faint.

Anyway, I think I have to step out a little for Kania noona this time.

As for my sister's future...

...because there's one thing I'm worried about.

A project name came to mind.

Project: Bachelor's Review.

The place where I was reincarnated about the 43rd time was a world where martial arts existed.

To put it bluntly, it was a world without fear.

How I lived there is not very important, so I will skip it.

Among the people I knew at that time, there was a man called Haksa Gumhwang.

Unusually, the civil servant type... To put it in words, he was a doctor who felt like a science researcher.

Although his body and inner strength were no more than ordinary warriors, there was one thing special about him.

His analytical skills and creativity were unrivaled.

After seeing any martial art with my own eyes, when we meet again some time later (it's an excellent martial art, but it's a bit disappointing from my point of view...), he

recites the pros and cons of that martial arts, and calls out how many improvements he has devised. He was the kind of guy who threw it.

Because I have the temperament to live immersed in research, and I have a personality that likes to interfere with others.

Not only me, but I used to improve the martial arts of those who knew each other at the time.

At that time, I also owed a lot to myself.

Even now, among the skills I use, the part about martial arts can be said to be the finished product of that guy's brain.

He has excellent analytical skills in martial arts, but swordsmanship in particular leads him to a higher level in his eyes.

It can be said that he is a so-called expert in upgrading swordsmanship.

At the time when his analytic power reached its peak, he came up with the idea of the best swordsmanship based on all the martial arts data he had analyzed.

Around that time, he was called Haksa Geomhwang, and he became a person that anyone who practices martial arts wants to meet at least once.

....Why did I suddenly recall the story of an old friend?

This time I'm going to imitate that friend.

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