How a Former Pro Takes Advantage by Doing an Easy Job

Chapter 84. Siblings of the Pernil family (6)

“Whoa whoop whoop whoop.”

uh? Shouldn't this be stopped in a different way?

Should I shout ‘Eyelet run away!' even now?

‘Ah, I don't know either.'

....but you have to respect the taste.

Originally, there are many types of love.

yes you should respect it

yes yes. I love you pretty little girl.

This is the path the boy will endure.

sorry asha. Your little brother's real trouble will probably begin after this duel, not today.

As I was laughing bitterly, Gardell spoke to me.

“Arell-nim, isn’t this too much?”

Did you realize it now?

How out of shape this duel is on your part.

Even if you win, the only result is that the older kid bullied the younger kid.

“…Arell-sama, are you really okay?”

“No problem. Your kid is no match for our kid anyway.”

I deliberately took a confident attitude.

It's not particularly pretentious.

I already prepared a way to win Iret.

And since I had told Asha in advance, she too was calm for now.

....No, in a different sense now, it seemed uncomfortable to plant.

Putting aside the question of why she has such an aura.

“Then let’s begin.”

I waved my hand and Iret gave a stiff nod.

Even though it's quite a distance away, it seems like they understand me.

The signal starts when another professor participating as an observer makes a suitable magical sound.

The professor raised his hand and chanted a simple spell.

Let the signal go off like a firecracker.

“Go away!”

Was the Luchen family's kid called Gappen?

The boy jumped confidently first.

What's that shit that a guy who's supposed to be an aristocrat is talking about?

Glancing at Gardell, he sighed as if he had thought that too.

what happened

Everyone held their breath as if they thought the decision would come.

Well, usually in this situation, I can only see the future of beating one-sidedly.

Heia, too, can barely hold back the urge to scream.

Don't worry.

I grinned and murmured softly.

“Step back half a step diagonally to the right.”

Eyelet dodged the vertical sword.

“left. straight back. Three paces forward diagonally to the left.”

As I muttered, Iret moved steadily.

He lost his shape a little, but that boy was definitely dodging the attack.

A cry of amazement was heard from all the onlookers.

not there yet.

“Swing it as it is.”

Iret wields a wooden sword.

Since he was still a young boy, his movements were infinitely clumsy.

Normally, I wouldn't be able to get hit by swinging like that.

however.

Just at the right timing, Iret put her body on the track where the wooden sword was swinging.

baek!

He was beaten and knocked his butt to the floor.

The strength of the tooth is weak, so even if it hits, is it only that much?

I clicked my tongue saying it was a waste.

On the other hand, everyone else is astonished.

Aside from me, the only one who isn't surprised is Asha.

she is just silent

It's not that I'm silent because I'm nervous, it's more that I'm speechless because I'm so ridiculous.

Because I already know what I'm doing.

Now I'm giving Aimet a lesson in real time.

How to dodge enemy attacks and how to attack.

If you simply give instructions as you see them, the timing will be late.

That's why I look at that kid's movements, predict the next, no, the next one, and give instructions.

So-called proxy training.

Since he was a kid who hadn't learned swordsmanship yet, this worked.

Read your opponent's movements and predict their future.

It is possible for a master with the same level of experience as me to give instructions.

Kids of that age can only do that because they are steadily learning what they have learned.

The only thing that can be done is to wield the sword in the order written in the textbook.

So, it is very simple to predict.

I also roughly memorized the swordsmanship textbook here.

Even if you observe a little, you can see up to 10 numbers as they are.

With this method, Eyelet just runs around as hard as I tell her to, and doesn't get hit enough.

And the delivery method is a small communication device recently developed in my estate.

It's a type of communication tool worn around the neck, but when it's installed, you can still hear each other's voices, even though they're still at a short distance.

I also wanted to test the performance, and it went well.

“Nice job, Elet. Just keep moving, following my instructions.”

By writing this, I continue to teach Aimet.

Iret nodded, then fixed the wooden sword again.

On the other hand, the boy who has just been allowed a blow initially sits in a daze, then understands the current situation and screams and gets up and runs at it.

After telling me to stay calm, I even ordered it.

can't be right

Originally, swordsmanship was a battle of numbers.

There’s no way he could be right in predicting and directing more than 10 times.

I made a promise to Aimet.

If you follow my instructions, I will create the most humiliating defeat for that brash boy.

Yes, I am the true master of swordsmanship.

Will you keep your promise now?

Let's finish it slowly.

“Keep your head down, take half a step, and lower your back. okay. And hold the wooden sword as tight as you can and stretch it out. now!”

Following the instructions steadily, the boy's wooden sword extended.

okay.

This is my last, final instruction.

The audience held their breath.

Asha frowned.

Heia said “Hmm?” I am surprised.

Gardell hasn't changed anything.

“It’s over.”

As I said, the decision was made.

The wooden sword that Eyelet extended hit the other boy accurately.

....Yes, it was stabbed right in the boy's groin.

Kwajik! A beautiful sound rang out.

“Ah .... Oh ah

....

The boy, who was allowed the fatal blow, fainted with foam at the mouth.

It must be painful.

Be thankful that it wasn't a jjasik jingeom-eul.

Anyway, I passed out, so Iret won, right?

However, I couldn't hear any shouts or anything from this place.

Everyone seems to see something sad.

In particular, when it comes to Iret herself, various complex emotions are embedded in her face.

In the first place, winning is meaningless.

boy you've learned another

“By the way, he seems to be fully stretched. What should I do?”

When I asked Gardel, he shook his head.

“Anyway, defeat is defeat.”

can't complain

The physique also allowed the small boy to take the final blow in the most ugly way.

He thought that there was no point in acting rudely more than so many eyes.

Still, I thought I would be forced to say a word or two, but it's surprising.

“When I go back, I'll have to say something to my ugly little brother.”

He muttered quietly and walked forward.

Gardell glanced at me.

“You are playful.”

“Is that so? I don't know what kind of joke it is?”

I played the other way.

But since I muttered openly, left or right, I must have noticed that I had done something.

“It's enough if I win anyway.”

As he said that, he grabbed a wooden sword that fit his height.

“Sir Pernil, please come down.”

“yes.”

Asha nodded calmly and prepared to leave.

“Asha.”

Before the duel, I gave Asha a word of advice.

“Don’t look at me and finish it.”

“Yes, as ordered… I had intended to do so from the beginning.”

At my playful command, she nodded.

And as if taking turns, Eyelet returned.

He was utterly exhausted, covered in sweat and panting for breath.

“Good job kid. Can you do it?”

“…Ahahahaha.”

Iret laughed as if she didn't know how to react to my praise.

Then, Heia crept up to us and held Iret's hand.

“Ilet! I was counting on you to win!”

Hey.... He doesn't even spit on his mouth and he lies.

Earlier, while shouting at me that I was reckless.

He also has a very promising future.

This girl is definitely going to be big.

“It's good to share the joy of victory, but since it's not over yet, why don't you stay calm?”

I cautioned him, asked him to bring another chair, and seated him, exhausted.

Now is the time for this boy to see.

“Now all that's left is for Asha to knock him down.”

“....Would it be okay?”

Eyelet asked anxiously.

Unlike the kids fight that just happened, this time it's a real duel between active knights.

“Don’t worry. It will be over soon.”

“Sir Gardell… I heard that you are the former leader of the 13th Knights?”

“It seemed so.”

It must have been that he trained hard, and his posture is quite stable and his body looks good.

I'm sure he has his own pride and his skills will support him.

There will be skills suitable for an instructor.

“Then?...”

“That's why Asha wins.”

I was fed up.

Yes, the kids fight just now was a joke.

It's real from now on.

If it's only a division leader, how can it be a suitable practice partner?

Aimat, who didn't understand what I was saying, pointed forward to watch quietly.

“Look carefully. Your sister was never forced to write articles.”

While saying this, the two knights immediately began a duel.

“I never thought of looking down on you. So, do your best.”

Gardel radiated spirit with all his might.

Even though the duel started for trivial reasons, he has his own pride, so he won't want to lose.

Everyone must have expected it to be a fairly fierce battle.

I'm sorry if that's the case.

Your expectations will not be met.

Gardel closes the distance first and swings his sword.

There is no hesitation, and it is a well-organized sword play.

If you see that the other person doesn't care if it's a woman, it's probably true.

However, Asha casually dodged his sword.

I hit him in the stomach with a wooden spear as hard as I could.

Fain!

Gardel's body flew backwards with the sound of something breaking and shattering.

Then, instead of just being slammed into the gymnasium wall, he broke through and shattered the stone wall, and was buried in the collapsed wall as it was.

“...not dead.”

It was blown away deliberately.

It's like a performance to show overwhelming power.

Of course, it would be a disaster for the side affected by such power.

Thanks to you, it would have been conveyed for sure.

“I wanted to say I won’t watch it either. It seems like a bunch.”

Asha, who had been silent until this point, spoke to Gadel, who had been blown away.

“You're too weak for your rank.”

I was too hot.

She has a surprisingly low boiling point.

In fact, I must have been patient.

He knew how patient she had been in putting up with his insults so far.

Everyone was silent when the absurd result came out with a different meaning than just before.

I never thought it would end in one shot.

“Look. I told you.”

I said as I stroked Iret's hair.

“Your sister is actually very strong.”

One of the main powers of our territory that I personally taught is Asha.

There's no way she could be weak like that.

“Be proud, Iret. Your sister is one of the best knights in the kingdom.”

I patted the stunned boy on the back and said,

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