
The knight's training ground.
The knights who had long practiced bowed to show respect to the people who visited them.
Clack Clack.
"We say hello to you."
"We say hello to you."
Dmitry's Family.
In terms of the entire Cairo kingdom, it was only a small plantation on the outskirts, but the status of the Dmitry family within the estate was extraordinary.
In particular, the respect received from the Dmitry Knights was the highest in the region.
The reverence for Baron Romero in their hearts could be understood simply by looking at the knights who formed the ranks in perfect harmony.
Knight Commander, Jonathan, come forward and announce, “Today, we are going to have a swordsmanship fight with Young Master Roman. Those who want to duel with him should advance to the front.”
“…”
There are no volunteers.
Jonathan's words were so sudden that the knights looked at each other with puzzled expressions.
That, of course, is natural.
His opponent was Roman Dmitry.
They would gain nothing even if they won, and if they lost, they needed to worry about being expelled from Dmitry Knights.
Other than their respect for Baron Romero, they did not want to be puppets in Roman banter.
"If there are no volunteers, I will choose my own against Young Master Roman."
Jonathan's eyes looked at the knights.
Excluding Jonathan, the Dmitry Knights consisted of 15 people.
They were called knights, but including Jonathan, only two people actually received the title of knight.
The remaining 14, on paper, were commoners. Of course, they were all expecting a knight title, but their expertise was still lacking in many areas.
The problem is the current situation.
If it's the ancient Romans, it's okay to call anyone and get it done. However, now that Roman has changed, he cannot be evaluated easily.
'I cannot let master see the Dmitry Knights being easily defeated by the young master. Therefore, the young master's opponent must be a strong person who can conquer it completely. Only then will we be able to maintain the prestige of the Dmitry Knights and prove the true skills of the Roman Young Master, who conquered Blood Fang.'
In fact, he wanted to go out and test his own abilities.
However, the Knight Commander, Jonathan, was not in a position to wield the sword recklessly. Therefore, he had no choice but to swallow his regrets.
He made his decision.
Ever since he accepted Baron Romero's proposal, he had already decided who Roman was up against.
"Cris, let's move forward."
"…I?"
Cris called.
The blond-haired handsome man changed his expression at Jonathan's call.
Chris.
He doubted his ears.
He was not just any ordinary knight; to think the commander would call the vice knight leader.
"I don't think it's something I should do."
Dissent is a very serious problem.
Normally, he would obey the commanding officer's orders without complaining, but this time he couldn't accept it.
Simple reason.
That's because the opponent is Roman.
Even Chris, who loved the people of Dmitry so much, hated him.
"Only if he wasn't Lord Dmitry's son."
Once upon a time, Chris had an incident involving Roman.
Violent incidents occur at night, and the cause is Roman Dmitry.
Roman makes a fuss while drunk, and being Dmitry's eldest son means no one can touch him.
As others were waiting casually, Chris who was patrolling with the guards discovered the sight. She needs to solve the territory problem, and when she seduces Roman with a respectful attitude, she suddenly gets a hot shock on her cheek.
The slap!
He was suddenly slapped.
Seeing Roman yelling at him while asking how he dared to touch his body, he actually felt the urge to kill him.
However, he had to suppress it.
Dmitry Roman.
He was, without a doubt, a bastard; however, he was also a man surnamed Dmitry.
Chris showed incredible patience and settled his case safely, but from then on, he hated Roman Dmitry enough to goosebumps whenever someone talked about him.
Moreover, even the Knight Commander, Jonathan, did not know about it.
Basically, he thought he would be expelled from the competition, but the sound of protest inevitably came out when the commander chose him.
Jonathan said, “Young Master Roman is a person strong enough to defeat Blood Fang alone. To compete on equal footing, a competent person must come forward, and the person who can represent the Dmitry Knights is you, Chris.”
"This Blood Fang Incident—"
"Cris."
Jonatan's expression hardened.
Chris understood that it meant he would not accept no.
He lowered his head.
'Fuck.'
"I understand."
With the Blood Fang incident, Roman's action became famous even among knights.
There was even a debate about whether Roman possessed such great power that he could handle Blood Fang alone; however, Chris resolutely rejected him.
Doesn't he know from his own experience?
My face was slapped by Roman two years ago. Back then, I realized that it was the strength of an ordinary person who had never practiced swordsmanship.
Win or lose?
I'm not worried about that.
However, I wanted to teach him a proper lesson since I got the chance.
"I have some conditions."
"Are they?"
“I was taught to always fight as if my life was at stake. No matter who my opponent is, I don't intend to be lenient on them, even if it's just a sparing. If you allow this, I will receive the honor of competing with Young Master Roman Dmitry.
Glances.
Jonathan's gaze turned to Baron Romero.
As he nodded, Jonathan confirmed his wish.
But…
Pffts.
"You laughing?"
Roman just laughed.
It was obvious that it meant he was fine with the condition.
His reaction made Chris even more angry.
Chris is not stupid.
He knew Roman was Lord Dmitry's son.
He had no intention of horribly destroying it in front of the master he served.
But.
Seeing him laugh, he forgot all the reasons.
'This bastard.'
A handsome blonde man.
Contrary to his appearance of looking like he couldn't even wield a sword properly, he was referred to as Dmitry's fighting dog.
That meant he was the guy who always finished the fights he started.
The people were worried about the Roman battle against such a powerful opponent.
Two men faced each other on the training ground, holding wooden swords.
Finally, I'll teach him a lesson.
Taps.
"The beginning!"
Spar initiated.
Chris, who had been waiting for the signal with his hands and feet twitching, immediately slammed it to the ground upon the signal from Jonathan.
Tap.
'I'll show you the difference in our levels.'
It was with incredible speed.
Chris closed the distance with Roman in an instant, and in the blink of an eye the spectators, he swung his sword towards Roman's forearm.
Thinking that Roman would not be able to stop such a sudden and swift attack, he made the rational decision to choose the part that would not cause trouble even if he was injured.
Yet.
Clack!
'…Clackk?!'
He suddenly felt the strength of the opponent in his hand.
Roman and Chris' gazes intertwined in the air.
At the sight of Roman, who did not even blink despite the surprise attack, Chris goosebumps for a moment.
The swish!
Swooshes!
Chris recovered quickly and as a result carried out an attack that swung towards Roman horizontally; however, Roman calmly blocked the attack this time as well.
The blocking this time is certainly not a coincidence.
From the strength transmitted through his hands, he understood the Roman defensive posture was quite stable.
'What is this?'
That was unexpected.
I had no idea that Roman knew the basics of swordsmanship.
I never believed that Roman had truly conquered Blood Fang.
Chris knew if it was true, it meant Roman was as strong as Jonathan. However, now that he faced her in a fight, it didn't matter anymore.
The spar has begun.
Chris feels his anger will only be reduced by defeating Roman.
Clack.
Tap Tap Tap!
While taking an aggressive step, he continued to swing the attack from above. Those who witnessed the swift and powerful combo attack shouted, and Roman retreated while immediately blocking the attack. His defense is undoubtedly good. However, just as Roman took the fifth step backwards, Chris' eyes suddenly sparkled.
'Now.'
Swooshes!
Last blow.
He attacked the gap that Roman had pointed out for a moment.
He was sure the attack would work this time; however, the wooden sword only slashed at Roman's hair.
Fwoosh's.
Her hair is blowing in the wind.
Moreover, only Roman's cold eyes were visible.
Chris did not know why, but even though he could catch Roman's movements with the naked eye, he instinctively swung his sword to block it.
Clack!
'How?!'
Suddenly, Roman was already right in front of him.
Roman's sword quickly swung towards Chris' head. It was a powerful attack that would end the match if it was not blocked. Chris now understands that Roman is not only good at defending. The basis of his attack was also very good, and as soon as the attack was blocked, he disappeared from Chris' sight. He walked out of Chris's sight as if he was running water. Then, he swung his wooden sword from the bottom up. Chris held his breath because of the abnormal attack.
“Keuk.”
Swooshes!
She's stunned.
Is this Roman's skill?
He could not believe it even though he saw it with his own eyes.
"It feels like shit."
He gritted his teeth.
He doesn't want to lose.
It is unacceptable to be defeated by Dmitry's Fool in front of others.
I'll wait for the right time.
When counterattacking, Roman always aimed for Chris' gap.
That was.
Shwoop!
The chest is wide open.
Roman's actions were huge.
Chris took his first steps against him, thinking now was the right time.
Snoots.
'…!'
Roman smile.
Chris instinctively knew.
It's entrapment.
It's hazardous.
Seeing Roman casually dodging his attack and immediately counterattacking, Chris instinctively unleashed his suppressed power.
Slam it!
Brackets.
Explosions occurred inside his body.
It is a manifestation of the aura.
What sets Chris apart from ordinary knights is his 1-star aura.
It is the power that makes humans superhuman.
Aat Chris released his aura, Jonathan, who was watching, widened his eyes.
"Don't do that!"
That's too dangerous.
Clash of aura and wooden sword.
Results clear.
Not only would his wooden sword be destroyed, but also, you have no idea what kind of wound Roman would face after that power.
The fact that it is not a sword is not really a problem. The power of the aura allowed the user to cut people with just a wooden sword.
His heart is pounding.
This is a mistake.
If he finds out that Roman is no match for Chris, he will give up and duel with Roman himself.
However, at that time.
Stepped over.
Roman jumped up to Chris.
Even in the face of the blow aimed at his life, he did not hesitate to advance.
Only one step caused a miracle.
Roman's face was slightly injured, blood splattered, and he attacked Chris, who was stained with shame and astonishment.
The fight is over.
He has disarmed Chris.
Chris would fight if he still held his sword, but he couldn't make any excuses now. His defeat was as clear as crystal.
However, Roman did not let it all pass.
“Those who show hostility should be removed.”
That is the rule of Baek Joong-hyuk, Heavenly Demon .
Even if he did not kill her, he had to pay the price to make Roman fight by risking his life.
Swinging on!
The crack!
“Keuk?!”
The wooden sword exploded on his face.
Chris, who was hit suddenly, stood up. He saw his face covered in warm blood, and some teeth were strewn across the ground.
Many people often say that Chris who is a disciple of Jonathan, a three-star knight, is Dmitry's greatest genius since he developed a two-star aura at a young age.
He was later evaluated as a talent that would surpass Dmitry to gain fame in the Cairo kingdom. Even in Dmitry, it was clear that no one could match him but Jonathan.
And someone like that suddenly fell backwards.
The dilated pupils clearly showed that he had lost consciousness.
Failure!
Chris has been eliminated.
Later then.
"... What the fuck?"
Jonathan's expression was tinged with astonishment.