Chapter 133ToCA short while in the past once more.

Leon and Nox practiced swordsmanship. It might be extra attention-grabbing to return to that confrontation and inform the story.

First, Leon summoned quite a few undead and gave them swords.

It was a transparent indication of his willpower to defeat Nox, that he didn’t care if his honor was tarnished.

As Nox watched, he couldn’t assist however assume.

‘So, that territory battle prior to now… it modified him. Forcing him out of the egg is harmful. I’d be nervous if he wasn’t an ally.’

What’s a real noble like?

They’re respectful, overly well mannered, and……

They’re type of assholes, to be trustworthy.

They’re additionally very well mannered, which suggests they don’t prefer to roll with the punches, even in battle. They don’t like to the touch the bottom, they don’t prefer to step within the mud.

Nonetheless, whereas Leon is a person of noble manners, he reveals a totally completely different facet in battle.

He seeks solely to win, and he’ll achieve this at any price to himself.

As Nox suspected, this was possible influenced by his previous.

After the demise of Leon’s father, the earlier head of Home Marvas, the household’s fortunes had tipped.

All of the nobles who had proven him favor turned in opposition to him, culminating in a turf warfare that shook the younger man to his core.

Leon was deeply disgusted by the betrayal of these he had trusted.

And rightly so.

Home Marvas.

One of many Three Nice Darkish Homes, they have been thought-about the subsequent smartest thing to Nox’s Reinhafer and Lana’s Sader.

Naturally, Home Marvas was not with out its share of gossipy nobles, every with a blade of vigilantism hidden inside.

However younger Leon thought they have been genuinely out of affection for his home and the Six Sisters.

Within the days of his innocence.

‘But it surely was all a lie, and in some ways it proves that he has his causes for struggling.’

Nox laughed bitterly.

For, as he mentioned, Leon was now a modified man.

It was the habits of the opposite nobles that precipitated this.

Proof of that is the truth that as quickly as Home Marvas was proven to be in decline, the very nobles who have been making an attempt to look good for Home Marvas instantly rebelled in secret.

This was evidenced by the truth that they instantly turned in opposition to Leon.

The Nice Conflict.

It price Leon’s father and most of his household.

They’d managed to maintain the lands from falling into the flawed fingers, however now, for the final time, nobody was keen to take his facet. Even the vassals had already turned to others.

Leon realized that he had an influence that the Marvas hadn’t wielded for a few years. He woke up the flexibility to make use of the Necronomicon.

A black lion known as Berger infiltrated his soul and signed a pact with him.

Due to this, Leon was in a position to win the ultimate battle for management of the ultimate territory.

The younger patriarch of the Home of Command.

{TN: They command the useless}

There have been many phrases to explain Leon, however this was the one which Nox felt was finest suited to explain him.

And with such desperation.

For now, he had made the proper determination.

Understanding he might by no means defeat him with a sword, he turned to his specialty: summoning the undead. Utilizing the crafty wielders of the sword, he straddles the road of swordplay.

-Isn’t that dishonest?

-It’s a swordsmanship class, in spite of everything!

-I believed they have been nobles… however they’re underworlders…!

For the primary time, Nox admired Leon.

He doesn’t pay any consideration to the voices of others.

He merely strikes on, decided to revive his household identify.

Leon von Marvas.

Nox knew higher than anybody that there have been few items as stable as him.

However.

Nox was no pushover both.

For nobody might deny {that a} horrible burden rested on his shoulders, a burden that had no equal.

Nox mused.

‘I’m sorry, however…… I’ve to reside, too.’

He raised his wood sword and poured his magic into it. Probably the most lovely factor in life, he thought, is the battle to remain alive.

A faint smile tugs on the corners of Nox’s mouth.

What adopted was a good looking sword dance.

* * *

[Activates the active skill “Black Island Crescendo”].

Black vitality converged on the sword, and with a crackling sound, it drew an arc.

It’s a being born of darkness.

It begins to increase, slicing via the undead in a single swift movement.

The sight of the undead crumbling via its gaping maw was lovely, to say the least.

That it was the sword of Nox von Reinhafer, a scion of the Darkish Home, was not a drawback to those that aspired to develop into swordsmen.

It was a sword that had reached a degree they may not hope to achieve, and that was what it meant to be a swordsman.

Chwaaaahhh!

A Sword mark stays.

Mild flashes between the crossed blades, and a handful of toothy, rusted swords rush towards Nox.

The few beasts he hasn’t managed to chop down have taken benefit of the chance to assault.

‘This many… I won’t be capable to struggle all of them.’

Nox thinks to himself and calms himself.

Within the silence that descends upon him, black vitality slowly seeps into his sword. It by no means overflows, like water held to its restrict in a cup. It surges upward and fills till the ultimate, remaining second.

After which.

And with that, the battle was over.

With Vernon’s shout, I’m a victor ready for my subsequent opponent. I used to be tempted to take a break, however by the appears of it, that was by no means going to occur.

‘……Nicely, there’s nothing I can do.’

Naturally, Vernon would need to know my limits. As an teacher, it’s solely pure to push a gifted cadet to their limits.

Moreover, the Imperial Household’s methods require an excessive amount of primary bodily energy.

If you happen to don’t have the endurance, you may’t be taught. Cautious, deliberate steps. After which one other step, and one other, and one other, after which one other.

It’s tiring for me in some ways, however I’ve no selection however to do it. I assume that’s what it means.

Anyway.

For fairly a while afterward, I sparred swords with different cadets.

Few, after all, have been as much as my requirements.

I used [Insight] to see if there have been any extra gifted ones, but it surely was too quickly.

Just a little extra time would cross, maybe after the switch college students from the opposite academies arrived, however I didn’t see any excellent ones but.

And similar to that, the day was coming to a detailed.

“I, too, select Nox von Reinhafer as my opponent.”

Just like the rolling of a jade ball, the fluid voice introduced up a standing bar with ridiculous stats.

The following particular person to look couldn’t have been extra acquainted.

“……Princess?”

I requested, genuinely puzzled.

“I don’t know why you selected me out of the blue…….”

Penelope von Arkheim.

The Princess who is meant to be betrothed to me has chosen me.

……Isn’t this harmful?

I might really feel my coronary heart pounding in my chest.

She stands earlier than me with an odd smile on her face and a sword in her hand.

This isn’t proper.

With each fiber of my being, I battle to withstand her.

To make issues worse, I hear voices round me.

-I believe the Princess selected Nox von Reinhafer on goal….

-What?! The betrothal… Is that why?

-I believe so…….

-However what does that need to do with the struggle?

I really feel my ears prick up much more because the hypothesis continues.

Penelope speaks up.

“I’ve fairly good ears.”

As quickly as I heard that, I felt my coronary heart drop.

Oh… no?

[Talent ‘Master of Acting’ shakes violently].

Unsettling phrases echoed in my ears.

I grip my sword and put together for a duel. Vernon is none of my enterprise. My duel with Penelope has been organized.

Penelope stares at me, holding her mismatched sword, and I can really feel the chilliness in her smile that belies her seriousness.

“Don’t fear, give it your all. Simply sufficient in order that the Empire doesn’t have you ever in custody for the homicide of the Princess.”

“……That may be tough.”

“Then start!”

And so…….

I don’t know.

After deciding to consider it later, I rushed in direction of the princess to alternate swords together with her.

‘I knew it. The princess is a wizard, not a swordsman. Even her expertise is non-existent there. Her posture was additionally flawed… … .’

That’s what I believed.

“Huh?”

I heard an odd cry in my coaching…

It wasn’t till a second later that I noticed it had come out of my mouth.

I felt my physique go limp, and for a second I felt an nearly insane sense of exhaustion.

A muffled noise follows.

[You have gained Nervous Breakdown Lv 5 as a result of the Talent ‘Nuisance’].

[The player’s Tension level has exceeded its limit].

[The player’s consciousness is briefly interrupted].

Pop.

(Tog.)

Penelope instantly rushed to me and struck me together with her sword, knocking me to the bottom.

I hear just a few voices piercing my fading thoughts.

-You… you continue to love the Princess, don’t you? Being struck for her!

No, no.

I cried out desperately as I collapsed.

-Sure, the Princess is so lovely, it may’t be helped.

-However… in the event you take a look at it that approach, Nox, that child is insanely good-looking too…….

That’s not true!

However earlier than my shout may very well be heard, Vernon known as out.

“……The winner is Princess, Penelope von Arkheim.”

Rattling it.

(jegilal.)

I cursed below my breath and drifted into unconsciousness.

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