I Became an Immoral Child in the Game

14 – 4-The Waterwalker and the Stable Keeper

“As you know, from 8 stars and above, it is a swordsmanship against huge enemies. If the opponent is bigger than me, where should I attack?”

“Isn’t that a weak spot? For example, the eyes.”

“That’s true. But what if it’s the size of a house? Then how are you going to poke it in the eye with a needle-like sword and short limbs?”

“…….”

“So when dealing with a huge enemy, you have to disable the legs first. Then you can attack other weak points later. Pay attention to that point.”

Correcting my posture, I caught my breath.

The 8-star gait, posture, and sword trajectory were made as if they were sticking to the floor.

There was no movement of the sword as a bell, and the footwork had to be quicker than other techniques.

The sword moved slowly.

However, he quickly drew the trajectory.

Be fast, but never lightly.

The floor vibrated every time I stepped on it.

Every time the sword was cut horizontally, the air made a tearing sound.

The lighthouse sword method, completed by stabbing and drawing, drew a huge line in space like a picture.

“My God, even the knight who showed me the demonstration wasn’t like this!”

“Admire moderately. More than that, do you understand what I said?”

“Would I be like this if I had seen the demonstration and understood it?”

“……You are right.”

“Hey, you rotten b*tch! What are you spying on! You say you don’t want to be together!”

Barton shouted at Amber, who was watching from a distance.

Amber shook her head, ignoring Barton’s shouts.

“Wow, look at that b*tch spying on someone else’s sword and wiping her mouth! That b*tch isn’t spoiled!”

“You’re not even armed, so what are you so excited about?”

“If you were born as a human, you should have manners and shame, but that b*tch is a beast!”

Barton, doesn’t this fellow want to live long?

I scolded him with an absurd face.

“If you have the strength to get angry at something like that, invest in swordsmanship. Now show me your 8-star demonstration.”

Contrary to his light language, his sword was heavy and serious.

That didn’t mean I was talented.

Barton was miserable from the basics, his Danjeon was dry, and his brain was not very good.

He was not at the level to join the Lighthouse Team.

“You have to relax there. You can’t link the next move.”

“Ugh…”

“Hey! Are you out of your mind?! What if you skip a whole move! Start over!”

“Kheu! Got it!”

However, his passion was so great that he was barely able to keep up with him.

I corrected his movements one by one.

Then Barton roughly followed the 8 stars.

As the sun went down, I stopped looking at the map.

“I’ll stop here for today.”

“Phew, I got a lot of help today.”

“I just need to know.”

“Are you coming in with me?”

“Yes. Now I have to practice too.”

I passed Barton and sat cross-legged in the backyard alone.

The fireball, which had been invisible for a while, was spinning overhead.

[Finally, it’s training time! I almost fainted while waiting!]

Jin’s excited voice rang in his head.

It must have been quite boring.

“Do you enjoy teaching me?”

[Do you think it wouldn’t be fun if that idiot Barton looked at your swordsmanship and copied everything?]

“……That would be worth watching.”

[Yeah, but I lost my breath while talking. Concentrate.]

Okay, I caught my breath again.

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After reaching the intermediate level, Qin’s training guidance was mostly a harmonious work of Danjeon and Hwajeong.

The effect was excellent without any complaints.

It hadn’t been long since I reached Intermediate level, but if I used Firejeong, I could slaughter at the level of Advanced Sword Expert without lack of mana.

Sooner or later, I will become a senior.

The only thing I didn’t like was that it was ridiculously boring.

It is said that blood and flesh cups are reserved for four years later, but boring is boring.

If you were able to do everything diligently even though you were desperate, wouldn’t there be no one in the world who wrote a lot of scholastic exams?

I asked Jin while relaxing my mind and body with deep breathing.

“I want to learn things like swordsmanship.”

[I am not a prosecutor. And it’s useless to you. While already learning two proper sword techniques.]

“Mmm, but it’s not suitable for pouring out anger.”

[There is a technique that uses fire power to the extreme. I didn’t give it a name because I use it when I fight, but every blitz literally explodes. The human body cannot handle it. Even if you learn right now, it will only be a floundering dance.]

Jin added that at least that skill could be used at least 1/10th the level of a sword master, if he got used to handling fire.

I was stunned by those words.

What kind of power is that?

Are you saying it could be a human cannon?

I had no choice but to concentrate on extracting and handling mana from the fire, as Jin said.

– Bang!

How much time has passed.

I woke up to the sound of something being smashed in the dorm.

I wonder what that means. As soon as I entered the dorm, the one who greeted me was the flying Barton Wigner.

And there was Amber at the starting point of his free-flying trajectory.

I was able to grasp the context in an instant.

Barton, what a brave man you are.

Looks like you couldn’t stand it and started fighting again.

“Heuk! Why… You didn’t tell me… You did… Sword user…”

“I knew this and kept my mouth shut. You must suffer.”

I checked the state of Barton, who was lying on the floor.

It didn’t stop the fight between classmates in the entrance exam, but if they caused injuries that couldn’t last the exam, both were forced to leave.

Fortunately, there seemed to be no major injuries.

“You take good care of flatterers, youngster.”

Amber was staring at me with a look of contempt.

Hmm, isn’t it kind of bad to be stared at by a beauty like this?

To think that a woman you wouldn’t have looked at in a previous life was giving such a warm glance.

My lower back is sore.

“I took care of you.”

“What is that? A confession?

“Ha, that sucks.”

A crazy b*tch is sitting after having s*x with a 14-year-old adolescent boy.

I don’t mean to say anything about the lower back.

Still, I think he had a much more serious and cold personality in Esteria’s Electric.

I shot at her, trying not to reveal her embarrassment at her alienation from her novel.

“You would be discharged if you injured your classmate? Do you want to pack up and leave now?”

“Are you speaking as a classmate or as the eldest son of the de Jewitz family?”

Ember was much sharper than I expected.

Well, of course it happens like this.

Since I didn’t hide it, I could have easily found out my family name.

It was very different from what I expected.

Still, I was able to handle it well enough.

Anyway, she was a 16-year-old girl, and I’ve only lived on Earth for 25 years.

It was simple to roast and boil a baby.

“How much fun do you have? How pleasant it is to go through a test you can’t fail, receive a warm response from knights, never starve or be beaten, and even steal opportunities from commoners who are like worms with the achievements you gained by burying yourself in your parents’ riches. ? How much of a joke will this entrance exam be to you?”

“Why should I understand that you are lacking, and why do you complain about it to me?”

“……What?”

I put Barton on the bed and went over to Amber.

She took one step away from me, looking bewildered.

“You are taking the entrance exam as a joke more than anyone else, but you are talking nonsense to me. What do you think is for?”

Like a wolf approaching a rabbit, I stopped her steps and held her breath with my magic.

Sword users and sword experts.

On the surface, it’s only a step difference.

However, it was a gap that I dared not cross.

“You and I. Are you dissatisfied with the different starting lines? I’m sorry. What can I do? The world is like that. But you, too, are there any classmates who are better than you except for me? Aren’t you?”

I grabbed Amber by the collar.

The twisted shirt tightened around her neck, and she was lifted from the ground.

“Cheuk…”

“You’re kidding? Do you dare to say this to me? Aren’t you also taking this test to trample on others? Why do I have to listen to you who have nothing but vanity and a sense of self-proving? To you, the name of the Lighthouse of Humanity is just a shady shell. But are you speculating on me?”

Amber’s face grew red as she couldn’t breathe.

As I loosened her collar, she let out her rough breath and glared at me.

However, there was no response.

I didn’t know if it was because I had nothing to say or because I couldn’t speak.

I just guessed her intentions.

The reason why she has hatred for aristocrats is because of an incident that occurred when she refused to bite a nobleman.

Amber Cutter, the eldest daughter of a stable keeper in the southeast, fell in love with the Viscount because of her beauty, and her family was shattered in the process of escaping from his clutches.

At the time, she had risen to the level of a sword user with what she had learned over her shoulder, and challenged a duel to a noble aristocrat, but she was reluctant to accept a duel from a commoner.

Did you think that a commoner would dare to duel with an aristocrat?

Where is the honor for you?

Seeing the corpses of her parents and younger brother who were trampled on in the burning stable, she made a promise with her tears of blood.

Her own family became like this because of her low status.

She said that she would become a nobleman, become a knight, and slaughter that bastard in a duel.

In fact, it wasn’t a duel with Amber in the story, but she even succeeded in striking the aristocratic wretch’s neck.

Then I must say one thing here.

“Why? Are my words unfair? Do you think you have been insulted? If so, challenge me to a duel.”

“…… !”

“I see. You don’t even have the honor to defend.”

It was an act of digging into the painful past, but it would be able to get a certain reaction.

From her point of view, it was also a statement that could not be denied.

Before long, her glove flew towards my face.

“Amber Cutter, the daughter of the lost stablekeeper of the Tiegar Spirit wants a chance to restore her honor.”

Amber’s request for a duel was quite classic.

I wonder if he came out in a more orthodox way because he couldn’t apply for a duel.

The inferiority complex that was deeply ingrained in her and her past made her tearful.

Then I should respond in the same way.

“Bjorn de Jejitz, the royal family of the north, marquess of the Oxburg Empire, Eternal Light, the eldest son of the de Jejitz family accepts your challenge for a duel.”