From Old Country Bumpkin to Master Swordsman: My Hotshot Disciples Are All Grown Up Now, and They Won’t Leave Me Alone Volume 1 [Parts 1 to 5] by Shigeru Sagazaki

Author:Shigeru Sagazaki
Language: eng
Format: epub

Allusia Sitrus

Master Beryl really is strong.

On the way home from the tavern, I stretched, allowing the cool night wind to lower the temperature of my flushed body. When I let my thoughts wander, they naturally drifted back to the events of the afternoon.

“That was a splendid exhibition, Master.”

“Aah, thanks, Allusia.”

The sudden mock battle started because of Henbrits’s false accusations, but it worked out well in the end. After all, Master Beryl was able to display his strength for everyone. The match lasted ten minutes—a long ten minutes. Afterward, I approached Master Beryl with a towel in hand. He was sweating a fair bit, but his breathing was perfectly level, and I could see that he still had plenty of stamina. In contrast, Henbrits’s shoulders were heaving up and down.

Their bout had been almost entirely one-sided. The reason I say “almost,” despite Master Beryl not taking a single hit, was because our instructor had always attacked after Henbrits—before every strike, Master Beryl had taken a moment to observe and get a perfect read on the situation. Considering my master’s strengths, his style of always reacting to his opponent was in no way a mystery.

From the very first thrust, into a strike, and throughout the remaining ten minutes, Master Beryl had handled everything with utmost certainty. He’d made sure to visually confirm every one of his opponent’s moves, and his reaction speed and kinetic vision had been far beyond the skills of an average swordsman. His other techniques were also at a fairly high level, but on those two points, my master clearly deviated from the norm. I was incapable of continuously reacting as perfectly as he did. He was simply a genius who accomplished such feats with casual ease. That was the great man known as Beryl Gardinant.

“Anyway, it looks like there are things I can teach the knights. That’s a relief.”

“Again with the humility. Everyone has a great many things to learn from you, Master.”

However, the man in question seemed ever so modest and sometimes acted like he was unaware of his own strength. It was laughable for someone who’d reached such a high level to believe he was just “so-so” as a swordsman, but I chose not to point this out.

He wasn’t boastful about his strength, nor was he superficially polite about it. He’d come to terms with his own limits and now maintained a relaxed attitude. I like this about him.

Even now, there was still so much I wanted him to teach me. These feelings inside me hadn’t changed since childhood, when he’d bestowed me with a farewell sword.

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I clearly remembered that day from years ago—it felt simultaneously like a distant dream and something that’d happened yesterday.

“Allusia, I’d like to give you this.”

“What is it...?”

I studied swordsmanship under Master Beryl for four years, and my strength grew every day, which never ceased to surprise me. Nevertheless, I still couldn’t reach his peak—the omniscient blade, movements that shaved off every last bit of waste, a stance that appeared to be the absolute embodiment of a natural posture.

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