Chapter 3 (1/2)
SwordIn front of him, there was a swordsman whose face could not be seen From the robe and straw hat he seemed to be from the east
Swordh you knoho I areatest swordsdom, sword e e the best, who should I challenge?”
”That's true”
Baan let out a bitter laugh and gripped his sword An upright position, for a doing at any round just like the fall leaves
The opponent surged He tried to draw a lightning fast stroke, but its useless Baan's sas faster than light Before his hand even moved, his blade fleards…
”… Ah”
Baan woke up with his two hands in the air It was a familiar moment The dream 'Sword master Baan” Baan retrieved his hands froot up
'At least it's not as sha his sword training in earnest, the sword master Baan dreams didn't come as bitterly as they were before Before, it was a drea he thought possible Hope had appeared
'Anyway”
Baan sed in his sword master Baan drea' position whenever he could
Maybe it was because he had acquired so Funny Baan stood up and quickly did a down-stroke, and smiled
”Definitely Better”
It may have been an empty hand, but if he his hands held a sword, it would have been a perfect down-stroke
Baan could honestly feel what itprovided his It wasn't out of the question to feel it firsthand
He was gaining experience at a multiple of the speed of others What could be a better blessing for a swordsman
”And this is the very low memory synchronization”
Then hoould the maximum be? No, if Jensen wasn't an ordinary swordsreat and fahts filled Baan, theas an apothecary's apprentice
'Not much left now'
Baan made a vow The moment he made Jensen's swordsmanshi+p, his downstroke… he would quit the path of beco an apothecary
He knew the moment wasn't far away
He swung down
A down-stroke Another, and again
The path of the blade was enveloped by ain Clothes have long since been soaked through by sweat He was no longer sure if it was Jensen'sor if it was him
It was hard Even theroaned every night into bed and beca his rip the sword
Anyone with half a brain could notice so Jensen just handed Baan a salve he made for Baan's torn hands every now and then
What was in Jensen'swith a sword Baan stopped thinking His ressing day
The joy of a 'sword' was enough todown on his body
It was enough to make him think, why now? Why did he learn this now?
He couldn't suppress hiht hiap
[Owner's Understanding of Swordshtly Improved]
He knew his swordse The n to hi, why he does it so, he didn't have to hear it froht of Jensen as his master in swordsmanshi+p as well He wasn't sure if Jensen would take it well
Jensen'sthe leaves that fell The one unique point was that even if he was perfectly perpendicular, he only split one leaf