The Master of Ragnarok & Blesser of Einherjar: Volume 9 by Seiichi Takayama

Author:Seiichi Takayama [Takayama, Seiichi]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Publisher: J-Novel Club
Published: 2019-09-22T16:00:00+00:00

“Haaaah... Hah!!” With a spirited cry, Yuuto delivered a rapid strike with his blade.

The wooden sword in his hands flew in a downward arc, his full strength behind the blow.

His opponent was a slender, ominous-looking man, with thin cheeks and a piercing light in his eyes.

If an ignorant outsider were to come across this scene, they might perhaps misunderstand it as the Wolf Clan patriarch defending himself against a sinister assassin.

Of course, the man was no assassin, but a proud member of the Wolf Clan, the assistant second-in-command, in fact.

He was also the previous holder of the title belonging to the strongest of the Wolf Clan: Mánagarmr.

At present, he was charged with being the governor of the city and region of Gimlé, but today he was in Iárnviðr on business, so Yuuto had asked him to accompany him in sword practice.

With a quick little step, Skáviðr brought his leg back and rotated his body sideways, cleanly dodging Yuuto’s downward strike.

“Hup! ...Ah!” Yuuto had begun to follow through with a sweeping horizontal strike, but suddenly brought his movement to a complete halt.

The blade of Skáviðr’s wooden sword was up against his neck.

“Haah...” Yuuto sighed. “So that’s ten complete losses in a row. Man, Skáviðr, you really are strong.” He gave a short, dry laugh and dropped to sit on the ground.

Lately Yuuto had been completely absorbed in nothing but deskwork, but he was the type who liked to do physical activities like this. Sitting at a desk all the time was suffocating for him.

Getting fully active like this, and working up a real sweat now and then, felt refreshing.

“You have also improved greatly, Master,” Skáviðr said. “As you are now, I think you would stand little chance of losing to an average soldier. In particular, that last strike of yours was very good.”

“Ah, really? Well, if you say so, then I’ll believe it. Everyone else always avoids fighting me seriously.” Yuuto chuckled again, slumping his shoulders.

Because of his position as the patriarch, whenever it came to combat training, others held back against him.

His most trusted confidant was the most prominent example. “Even if it’s only a wooden sword, I could never bear a weapon against you, Big Brother!” Felicia would shout.

Fighters like Sigrún and Jörgen were much the same, though. They considered how Yuuto would get frustrated if he lost, and though they didn’t outright stand there and hand the match to him, they also didn’t make a serious effort to attack him.

Thanks to that, Yuuto couldn’t figure out where his current levels of strength and skill were at.

That’s why he’d singled out this man to help him. Skáviðr was known for showing no mercy, and for not mincing words, good or bad.

“But I still have a long way to go, I guess,” Yuuto continued. “At the end there, I couldn’t even see your attack coming.”

Skáviðr’s sword had been against his neck before he’d even realized it.

That was despite the fact that he’d been completely focused on Skáviðr’s every movement, so as not to miss anything.

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