Chapter 16 (1/2)

Chapter 16 – Battle, and Then Conclusion＊

The wind rang out as it blew across the meadow

There stood two irl who looked of about 16

The tomen both possessed radiantly beautiful faces, and if you described the young wo beauty, then the younger could be described as a single, graceful flower in the ht

However, they weren’t the lead actors of this scene

Instead, the ones who held the lead role were the twoeach other down

The two of them had fairly similar looks with intellectual and cales of each other

However, if you had to say as different, one of them was a boy who had not reached 15 yet, whilst the other was a man in his mid-thirties

Furthermore, their hair colour was different

Whilst the boy’s hair was an inky black that housed a deep darkness, the ht of the sun

The quality of their hair was quite si, and cut just above their shoulders

Having examined thus far, the fact that they were parent and child became obvious

In other words, the boy’s hair colour was inherited fro there, and the characteristics and quality of his hair were inherited fro opposite him

“…I’ve waited impatiently for this day”

The boy――――Luru, was talking to his father about how today was the day of the promise

A long time had passed since the day they made the promise seven years earlier, and today was the day when he became a year older and turned 14

In other words, it was the day that Luru’s dream would be realised

For the sake of that dream, the man in front of his eyes, Patrick, was a wall that he had no choice but to surmount

“Me too, Luru You’ve beco… Your body, and your heart too can’t even be coo I’ht? ”

Whilst saying that, Patrick’s eyes housed a passion that showed absolutely no intention of losing

Luru knew that Patrick wasn’t the type to lose intentionally as a parting gift to his son, but even so, seeing the state Patrick was in with his own eyes made him feel just a little nervous

He looked straight at Patrick

Seven years had passed since then, and even though Patrick should have aged too, not even a shadow of it could be seen from his appearance

Because he had a gentle and calin with, and he actually often seeed er

His body was just as robust as back in those days, and Luru knew that just below his loose clothes were muscles that had been trained to the limit

He was the opponent that he trained together with day after day

You could say that they knew each other’s habits, each other’s strengths; everything

The probleher level, and Luru couldn’t even beat hith, but the problem of skill aside, at least for this th would not be a problem

If Luru ran his huge reserves of mana to use for Body Reinforce as he had chosen not to do so and participated in athathis own superior arth

It wasn’t Luru’s suggestion, but in the end this match was just to determine whether or not Luru had properly learned the sword, so Patrick using brute force to as pointless, and neither would Patrick find it enjoyable that way

And Luru felt more or less the same

To Luru, if he used his mana freely then he could suppress Patrick via brute force without caring about swords like that

However, doing so in thisso would have rendered his training under Patrick as less

Luru learned his era’s swordsmanshi+p so that the power that he wielded in the past as the de could be allocated to the position of a trump card

But if despite that, during the final test when he would find out if he had properly learned this or not, if he started to freely use other techniques in the battle with Patrick, the test would have very littleto Luru

That’s why the result was that Luru restrained his er to decrease his physical strength, and hoped for the fair fight that this was going to be

Before the battle, they had adjusted the Magus Tool while arht now their arth was certainly equal

After this, all that was left was a battle of skills

His father had a slight handicap due to being unused to the feeling of his weakened body, but to begin with, his father had the advantage in modern swordsmanshi+p

On top of that, this battle was so they had decided beforehand, so his father had practised his swordsmanshi+p under weakened physical conditions until he could fight without a problem in expectation of this

You could consider it as almost equal

Having thought that far, Luru drew his sword, and took a guard

“Of course… I’ll definitely surpass you And when I do, the next instructor for the Royal Knight Order will be me”

Patrick laughed at Luru’s joke

“I’ like that caht that you’d definitely throay your position as a noble, you know If you intend on succeeding iving you a younger brother, then that’s fine too, though… Well, that’s for later though Right now I can’t hand my position over yet After all, I have a wife I need to support”

What came from Patrick’s mouth was another joke

Even if he quit his job as a swordse

Just that h to eat, and even if Patrick was fired as an instructor, if he decided to create a dojo and accept applications, a huge number of students would probably come in no time

He possessed that much fame as a martial artist

Thinking about it again, being stuck in a position where he had to defeat such a person made hiest, having said that he had only learned these techniques for about 10 years, he couldn’t lose here

So Luru spoke

“You can still say that after all this tio, Father[/Tousan]!”

“Come! Luru!”

And like that, the battle began

Pressure was gradually released from their two bodies

Their stances were like reflections of each other, both in a ns of unsteadiness nor any openings

The tiuard like that felt like both an eternity and an instant

In terms of swordsmanshi+p itself, Luru was inferior to Patrick

However, he shouldn’t have lost in the ability to read the opponent

In his days as the de, Luru had much experience with battle, and what that meant was that it worked no matter the opponent

However, unlike those days, right now his body was that of a huht was no exception