I like crossing the most

Chapter 448 Mortal Sword

As a guard of the princess and under her care, Climb wakes up very early every day in order to prevent being targeted and criticized by other soldiers.

However, today is extra early than usual.

He put on old clothes that had a metallic smell that couldn't be washed away, looked at the exquisite mithril armor neatly placed in the corner, recalled what a certain priest had said to him yesterday, and finally put on an ordinary soldier's armor training shirt. .

After looking at his appearance for a while and making sure that he would not disgrace his master, Climb nodded with satisfaction and walked out of the room.

He was heading to the open hall that occupied an entire floor of the tower and was used for training.

Usually this place is always filled with the enthusiasm of the soldiers, but it is still early after all, so there is no one around. The empty training ground was silent, and all that could be heard was silence.

Since it was surrounded by stone on all sides, Climb's footsteps echoed loudly.

The magic lamp illuminates the open room brightly.

Armor tied to stakes were lined up in the hall, as well as straw dolls used as arrow targets. Cabinets lined with various unopened weapons could be seen on the walls.

Training venues are available everywhere.

Even though it is a training ground for the royal family, except that the facilities are better, there is nothing special about it.

Climb seemed to push away the cold air, stepped into the quiet hall, and slowly started stretching in the corner.

After carefully doing stretching exercises for thirty minutes, Clem's face turned extremely red, sweat dripped from his forehead, and his breath contained the heat of exercise.

For ordinary civilians, it is a very difficult and intense exercise, but for him it is just a daily meal, an appetizer at the beginning of every day's training.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he went to the cabinet where weapons were arranged, looking for a heavy iron sword that came to hand. Then he put several heavy metal blocks into his pockets, making the clothes as heavy as the full-body armor.

This is for practical considerations.

Originally he should have put on armor, but that exquisite set of mithril armor was really not suitable for wearing during training. After all, in the eyes of ordinary soldiers, it was more of a show off.

Clem comes to the corner ready.

Grip the iron sword, which is larger and heavier than the giant sword, with all your strength. After holding the upper position, exhale and slowly swing the sword. Stop at the last moment before the sword hits the floor, inhale, and then raise it to the upper position.

Keep repeating this action.

After he found the feeling, he gradually increased the speed of swinging the sword, stared sharply in front of him, and practiced without any distractions.

One hundred times, two hundred times...

After 300 times, his face turned red as red as ever. Drops of sweat flowed down his face. His breathing seemed to exhale the heat that had accumulated rapidly in his body, and his whole body heated up rapidly.

The weight of the large sword was still very heavy for him, especially when swinging the sword downwards, he had to control the speed so as not to touch the floor, which required a very strong arm.

After waiting for more than 500 times, my arms began to cramp as if wailing, and sweat poured out of my face like a spring. He knew he had reached his limit.

But even so, he still wasn't ready to stop there.

but--

"It's almost time to rest."

Someone stopped him.

Climb turned his head and saw the kingdom's warrior captain and the second son of the Marquis family looking at him.

"Master Stronov and Master Lin!"

"Good morning, little Climb. Oh, I'm sorry for being late. Even if it's a training ground, this is after all part of the palace where the royal family lives. If Gazef hadn't come forward, I would have been arrested as a suspicious person. Get up. Hahaha——"

"That's really not good..."

Looking at the smiling priest, Climb said this. There were a lot of flaws, and he didn't know how to complain. It would be better to say that his personality was not suitable for being a complainer.

Lin looked at Climb, whose arms were twitching uncontrollably and whose whole body was steaming and sweating profusely, and said:

"Because we arrived late, Climb-chan was lonely, so we practiced on our own first. But it was obviously to be able to fight with swords, but we exhausted all our energy before the formal training. Isn't it putting the cart before the horse? Are you too excited? .”

"……sorry."

Climb lowered his head and admitted his mistake.

He also had to admit that he had been very excited since last night after learning that he could have an unbridled sword fight with the warrior commander today. The evidence was that he got up earlier this morning than before.

"Yeah, you're a good boy if you admit your mistakes."

Lin touched his forehead with his hand.

This move made the young warrior subconsciously want to retreat, not because he was resisting being touched, but because——

"No! My body is dirty."

"no problem, no problem."

As he spoke, Lin's hand had touched him.

"--cure."

The light blue light enveloped Climb's whole body like a thin film. Climb's rapid breathing due to overtraining became steady, and his exhausted physical strength began to slowly recover. His hands were even worn out by constantly holding the sword. A lot of cocoons also fell off.

"this is……"

"It's magic. As you know, I am a faith-based caster. I can still do this little thing."

Of course Climb knew this was magic.

As the princess's guard, he had seen healing magic several times. But the magic used by those people is green, and the healing magic can only heal wounds, why can it restore physical strength?

Although he had many questions, he would not ask them.

After all, when he became a princess guard, the first thing Princess Lana taught him was not to explore other people's privacy casually.

"Okay, now that Brother Clem has recovered, let's get started."

"Please give me some advice! Lord Stronov!"

After saying that, Climb bowed to the warrior commander, and Gazef was stunned for a moment, then said:

"Make a mistake, the person you are fighting against is not me."

"……what?"

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing, little Clem! This way, this way!"

The young soldier was surprised to find that the priest had already run to the center of the training ground, picked up a long sword and kept urging him.

"Could it be..."

"That's right, I'm the one who accompanies you in the sword duel. After all, the excuse is based on my defeat. If I don't join, wouldn't the excuse be invalid?"

This is essentially true.

But Lin is a priest and he is a soldier. The victory must be over in an instant, right?

"Ah, little Clem, were you looking down on me just now?"

"Clem, Lin is very strong."

Very strong? where?

Even if the strongest warrior in the kingdom said so, Climb did not think that Lin, a faith-based magic caster, would be better than him in swordsmanship.

Until Lin put a silver nameplate necklace around his neck.

"It's really being looked down upon. So, can this cheer you up a little bit?"

"that is……!"

Climb's eyes widened when he saw that silver color.

Even without touching it, he knew exactly what it was. After all, he wore full-body armor made of that material every day.

Yes, that's Mithril!

"Master Lin, are you a mithril-level adventurer?!"

The levels of adventurers are divided into bronze, iron, silver, gold, platinum, mithril, orichalcum, and stainless steel. Climb's strength is classified as gold at most. Although it is not weak, it is two levels higher than him. For someone of this level, it's still not enough.

"Please accompany me to fight!"

"Well, very good." Lin nodded with satisfaction.

Climb first put the heavy sword back, took the small shield and broadsword, and then took out all the iron blocks in his pocket.

It would be rude to bring something like this when you are fighting against someone who is stronger than yourself. And he must fight with all his strength, otherwise he will not be able to grow, and he will not be sorry for the hard work of the people in front of him.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes, anytime!"

Climb held the small buckler and broadsword tightly in his hands. As a weakling, he should have taken the initiative to attack, but under the pressure of Lin's momentum, he became the one who accepted the attack.

"So……"

The young soldiers stood ready.

From which side will the opponent attack? left? right? Or make a head-on breakthrough with strong strength?

And at the moment when he was distracted, a figure appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye, as if crossing time and distance.

"You are distracted."

After hearing these words, he fell over and fell flat on his back.

what happened?

Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?

The moment he fell, Clem couldn't react at all, and his mind was mixed into a paste by these three questions. The emotion that followed was not anger, but extreme regret.

What just happened was too fast, and he didn't learn anything. If he was disappointed with himself and stopped fighting the sword...

"How long do you want to lie down, Climb, quickly adjust your position, it's the second round."

"what?"

Hearing the words of the warrior captain, Climb found that Lin had returned to his previous position at some point.

After understanding what he was going to do, the young warrior stood up after rolling his body, regained his defensive posture, and worked hard.

He would not say that he lost so miserably because of his carelessness or the opponent's sneak attack, because he knew that the opponent took advantage of the moment when he was distracted and seized the opportunity to attack.

And only the strong can do this!

Put away the contempt you shouldn't have and recognize that the other person is a strong person who is much stronger than yourself. The young soldier then lowered his gaze and looked at the opponent's feet.

The kingdom's warrior captain had told him before that if he couldn't find out how the enemy attacked, then look at the enemy's feet, because the feet would move faster than standing up.

This time, this time it must be...!

Swah——

The figure struck again, and Climb's eyes widened.

I see!

Facing an approaching enemy, his first thought was to retreat. This would allow the opponent to miscalculate the distance of attack, and he could take advantage of the situation to counterattack.

However, although the idea was good, the opponent's speed was too fast. Before his feet could move, he fell to the ground again in just one second.

But at the same time, Climb also understood why he fell to the ground.

——He was kicked down by the opponent.

The kick hit his leg joint, and it was fast and light, with just the right amount of force so that his numb body could not feel it.

This inadvertently displayed exquisite skill opened Climb's eyes.

"Okay, let's pause for a moment."

Lin did not pose again, but said to the young soldier lying on the ground:

"Brother Clem, you don't know how to use a sword. To be precise, you have not received training as a swordsman or a soldier, so as soon as you pick up the sword, you will inevitably focus on fighting with the sword, so your concentration is even stronger. Most of them are placed on the upper body... What's wrong? You have a dumbfounded expression. Did you get knocked silly?"

"No, no...it's just that Mr. Stronov told me the same thing yesterday."

"It's obvious."

There was no expression of admiration for Climb, as if the top scholar was doing 1+1=2, and there was no pride in this kind of problem that a young child could understand.

"Let's go back to the topic just now. Because you don't know how to use a sword, you will inevitably focus on fighting with a sword, which naturally leads to the question of what swordsmanship and martial arts skills you know.

Judging from your body shape, Brother Clem, your shoulders are wider than that of an average soldier, and your arms are a bit larger than those of an average soldier, but you don’t have much muscle on your thighs, so I judge that the martial arts you can use include [Slash]. , [Penetration], [Penetration], [Shield Strike] and other skills, so during the battle I will lower my body and attack your calves to try to avoid a head-on confrontation with you.

Ah, although there is a lot to say, but if you want to apply it in actual combat, you need to analyze these in your mind in an instant. "

"Why, why..."

"Because I have very good observation skills. Little brother Clem, this is the first lesson I teach you. Don't judge people by their appearance, but judge people by their appearance. Have you learned it?"

Looking at the smiling priest, Climb couldn't help but tremble.

This awkward feeling was the same as when at the banquet, my love for collecting heroic legends was revealed. No one knew about it but the man in front of me saw through it.

I thought that the opponent was a magic caster and that I could compete with him in swordsmanship.

I didn't expect the gap to be so big.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, I just think you are awesome."

Climb sighed.

Sure enough, there is a huge gap between geniuses and mortals. Just like the fighting method just now, he couldn't learn it at all. Then he saw the man showing a slightly melancholy expression.

"Master Lin?"

"I'm not strong at all."

"……what?"

"You think I'm strong because you haven't met a more powerful person. Only after you meet them will you understand how strong they are... That piece of shit [Non-staff Chair], do you really doubt that she is human? If I hadn't flashed She was about to be forced to eat the troll's OO! That guy obviously didn't provoke her, but he said something like "You have huge power in your body. If you can defeat me, I will have a child with you". In fact, I went there as revenge, because I secretly played with that strange colorful cube..."

Somehow, by the time the hiatus started, it had completely turned into complaints.

Climb and Gazef looked at each other.

However, knowing that Lin, who was kind and gentle to everyone, turned out to be like this in private, gave the ethereal priest a hint of reality.

"Hey, what are you two laughing at?"

"Ahem, it's nothing."

Staring at the two faces holding back smiles, Lin knew that his true nature was exposed, but he didn't pursue it.

"Brother Clem, I understand your determination to become stronger. We are both members of the Alliance of Frustrated People, so I will teach you my unique technique! Even an ordinary person can touch a genius' unique technique with just one move. ! It’s also my trick to escape from that [non-staff chair]!”

"Touch genius..."

Under Climb's nervous and excited gaze, Lin slowly raised the sword in his hand.

"This is to connect muscles, bones, joints...every part of the body to move together, so as to exert strength beyond ordinary people."

——Make everything into one, use everything to make everything whole!

"Aha!"

With a low shout, the raised sword fell down instantly, and the condensed terrifying aura spread out instantly along with flying sand and rocks. Climb and Gazef retreated with their faces covered.

After the sand and dust dispersed, a 5-meter-long crack appeared in front of everyone. Starting from Lin's sword edge, it spread outward and was about 3 meters wide at the end of the crack. It was particularly conspicuous on the white stone slab.

"So, so strong...even though I didn't use any martial arts, yet..."

"Work your whole body together. This is how I use my body. If you want to learn, I'll teach you."

The slowly rising sunlight shone on the aqua blue hair, reflecting the extremely dazzling light and reflecting deeply into Climb's eyes.

(End of this chapter)