The Porter Is Not Interested in the Hero Party

Chapter 83

83 – good friends (9)

Darkness walks through the curtains and reflects the stories that have passed. I couldn’t see anything, but I could see the man sitting down and the face of the leader with a beard.

The story begins with the sword flying in the air. I was sitting in the vast wilderness, and the captain, who secretly watched my training, appeared the moment I threw the sword. The sword, which flew over my head and was accurately inserted into the stone gap, tilted at an angle.

“This is not fair.”

I should have been scolded because I used the sword carelessly, but the captain didn’t scold me at that time. I threw out rude words with a childish heart, but the captain wore a white beard and didn’t get angry at me.

“For what reason?”

Thanks to that, I felt like I was able to talk about my concerns in a calmer way.

“Yesterday, I heard that Muspel has mastered the sword technique. The family’s teacher was someone who knew how to handle swordsmanship, and it was said that he reached the level through the family’s arcane swordsmanship.”

“Yes it was. It is an achievement at a young age. I was also happy to attend the celebration.”

The captain’s tone was calm. It was a day when the tone felt particularly cruel.

“One by one the motives are drifting away. Everyone is moving forward with the help of someone and the strength of their families, but I have nothing. Everyone continues to grow, but I am stagnant.”

“So did you throw the sword?”

I turned my head. The sword with the coat of arms of the Knights Templar was stuck upside down, emitting a brilliant light at me. At the captain’s words, I lowered my head and said:

“sorry.”

“Is that why you were jealous of your classmates?”

His face flushed at those words. Even though their families and statuses were different, they were the same knights the moment they joined the Order. I made that promise and swore to move forward as a friend, but before I knew it, I was acting ugly by hitting the wall and putting conditions.

I couldn’t face the captain and said with my head down.

“…embarrassingly. That’s right.”

The captain raised his hand. I closed my eyes, afraid of the evil spirits that would follow. If I had been a little younger, I might have covered my ears. But instead of hitting me, the captain reached for the sword. The sword embedded in the middle of the ruins looked like a holy sword from an old story.

“I can understand the impatience of not being able to achieve it. But don’t mess with your weapon. Unruly things become a habit, and later return to anger.”

The hilt of the sword pointed at me. The captain’s hands were also stained from holding the soil-stained blade. I took the sword with both hands and knelt down.

“…I’ll keep that in mind.”

The captain waited until I put the sword back in. He blinked as he scanned the rolling stones and dry grass in the field, and he scanned my body as he fiddled with his sword. I put down my sword and knelt down again.

“Did you say it was unfair?”

“….Yes.”

Embarrassingly, I couldn’t fix my answer no matter how many times the captain asked me. Because it all felt unfair and unreasonable to me at the time.

“You are right. A knight with family support is definitely different from a knight without family support.”

I looked up. The captain nodded and looked down at me. His brawny hands were scarred, and the wrinkles on his face were exceptionally deep.

“Because the road we walked is different. The way to go is also different. It’s unavoidable. You, who trained systematically from a young age and you, who held a sword by self-taught, will definitely be different in the future.”

I lowered my head. A pessimistic future was drawn in his eyes. After all, how cruel is it to say that you fall behind without being able to be with your peers? After all, is it destined to stay as a low-level knight? Is it my destiny to remain in the ranks of the Templar for several years and then retire?

Complex thoughts swirled in my head like a whirlpool. As if the word despair was embodied as it is, I couldn’t suppress my complicated feelings, and even my breathing became rapid.

Then, the captain grabbed my trembling shoulders and asked.

“By the way, what does that matter? Do you want to be Muspel?”

“Yes?”

I looked up.

******

“Ha ha ha ha ha!”

And blackout again.

The world was pitch black. But the demon’s voice was constantly harassing me. He was making haughty footsteps confident of victory, swinging and slamming his sword in the air, observing my reactions.

In the darkness that I couldn’t get used to no matter how much I stared at it, I ended up being a puppet who moved as he wanted.

If I couldn’t help it, I couldn’t help it. There is no way that I, a normal human being, can compete on an equal footing with a demon who can see clearly in the dark by nature.

“Your swaying look is even funny! It looks like you’re holding a sword, but your life ends here!”

The sword flew again. Judging by the sound of the flying sword, it was the front. I laid the sword aside and gave strength at the right time.

Kang!

Sparks flew in an instant with a light bursting sound. The demon’s face passed by for a moment, and my hand trembled at the shock transmitted to the sword hilt. I blocked it as it was, but I couldn’t block it properly, so my wrist and hand were shocked.

“Ha ha ha ha ha!”

But the demons seemed happy. He kept opening his mouth and trying to talk even when I kept my mouth shut.

“It’s a pity that the hero is not your opponent. Even if you’re a hero, you won’t be able to target me in this darkness. You have no means to see me, and I can see you clearly, so I am invincible!”

The sword flew again. Confusing footsteps with an unpredictable angle. I gritted my teeth and swung the sword. Intuitively, as I swung the sword in the direction of the killing blow, sparks flew and the guy flew out.

The sound of footsteps stepping back. And a real laugh laugh. He might be a pretty good swordsman, but he was a crooked guy in terms of personality.

“…I’m sorry I kept playing with it. However, when I see you, it reminds me of a guy I know in the Demon Realm. He used imperial swordsmanship just like you.”

I didn’t answer. I just made a face and took a deep breath. Since I couldn’t see anything, rather, his appearance looked like an afterimage. At some point, it seemed as if the sword was going to come flying at my neck, and it seemed like it would come out right next to me.

As if struggling in a sticky swamp, the darkness where I couldn’t even see my limbs.

“I will kill you, and I will also kill the warrior who is wandering in this cave somewhere.”

The demon continued to provoke me. Pleasant laughter and cheerful steps. And the nervous banging on the walls and rustling everywhere. He knew that I depended on hearing, and he was teasing me with all sorts of sabotage.

It was as if dozens of demons surrounded me.

His voice echoed, and the sound of the walls echoing overlapped, hurting my ears. Every time he hit the wall, sparks flew, but I couldn’t move forward to chase him.

The guy said with a sound of dragging his sword.

“I hope you are someone he knows.”

Footsteps were heard. Footsteps moving wildly. The steps commonly used by those who use quick swords were now approaching in a grotesque and embarrassing way that shook the direction. In the darkness, along with the sound of his laughter, I saw the vision of dozens of people attacking me.

And, through the cracks in the vision, memories of the old days poured in.

*****

“Are you going to stop doing anything just because you are at a disadvantage? do you want to be a muspel? Do you want to become a knight?”

“…I want to become a knight.”

The captain’s harsh tone shook my mind. The captain carefully drew out his sword and raised the blade forward. A blade of grass flew into the sharp section and gently landed on the blade. The captain moved his sword carefully with his eyes closed.

Even though the sword was extended forward, the blade of grass only swayed with the wind and balanced.

When the captain lightly brushed his hand, it fluttered in two as if he had waited.

I had no choice but to sit there, enchanted by the captain’s skill.

said the captain.

“Muspel and all the other children learned the basics from me, but you are the only one who faithfully fulfilled the basics. They only imitated the basics of imperial swordsmanship, and overconfident in their family’s training methods. But you, you only believed and followed my teachings because you did not learn from others.”

The captain gripped his sword tightly. The sword, which had been thrust down strongly vertically, suddenly rose in an oblique line. The dry grass around it was blown up by the wind pressure and was cut off with a light curve. The flow of wind cut into chunks stopped and silence came, and the leader was dancing a sword dance in it.

It was clearly an imperial swordsmanship.

Sometimes it is domineering, but it leads the owner with a smooth flow. The lightly striking blow bounced lightly like a splash, and the seemingly simple steps led the owner in a prodigious way.

However, if you look at the trajectory one by one, it was the imperial swordsmanship that I learned and other knights learned.

“…Muspell will surely make a great general. I will definitely build great achievements and raise the name of the empire.”

The sword dance had already ended. The wind finally blew, and the grass surrounding the leader was screaming at the sight of sharp edges being cut off. said the captain.

“You will definitely go a different way from Muspel. However, no one can say that the road was miserable and incomplete.”

The captain caught his breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Then he tapped the hilt of my sword and said.

“Your sword. this swordsmanship. I will prove it.”

The captain’s hand tapped my shoulder.

“Under any circumstances, your efforts will not be betrayed. Because you are my disciple.”

*******

“die!”

I hear the guy’s voice. I closed my eyes. In a dark cave, none of that mattered.

I didn’t pay attention to his voice or the confused footsteps.

What I was trying to do was just what I was best at.

Even after running away from the empire, it was a practice that I had been steadily doing before that.

and Dalian.

Set your posture according to the movements of your body, which you used to move like a habit, and walk forward.

Imagining the movements of the opponents in battle, they change their movements depending on how they live. I took half a step forward and twisted my sword.

Turning at a right angle, lightly inserting the sword,

Raise and cut strongly in an oblique line.

“hahahaha… ! Ha ha ha ha ha!”

His laughter came like a trumpet from a distant city.

My mind came back, and cold sweat dripped down my face.

A beat later, I felt a sharp pain in my side, and his laugh came alive as if it were shouting in my ear.

“Ha ha ha ha ha ha! This won! won! Ha ha ha ha ha!”

I turned around, clutching my side.

There was not a single drop of blood on the sword.

I couldn’t even feel the touch.

Due to accumulated injuries and fatigue, the body could not move properly.

“I won! I was surprised by the strange swordsmanship! yes! In the end, I managed to avoid it!”