Woke up as a Worthless Swordsmanship Genius Chapter 135

Episode 135

The 3rd prince rolled his eyes at my words.

The surrounding area was already crowded with people who had heard the commotion and came to visit.

His eyes moved again and turned to Daria, who suggested sparring.

I could see him wondering what to do.

I think if someone gives me a little more stimulation, I’ll get over it.

“Daria.”

“yes?”

“Daria, what do you think of strong, confident men?”

It was nice timing.

Reina was asking Daria a question about when she approached her.

Even though he pretended not to, I could see the 3rd prince listening to the rhubarb.

She, who was puzzled by Reina’s unexpected question, looked at me and the 3rd prince, then nodded as if she understood.

“…I think it’s cool.”

“…!”

The 3rd prince’s pupils widened at her answer.

He seemed to be thinking about something and then glanced at me.

“Yes, this is your chance to receive Fiancé’s love. “That guy doesn’t even know how to use a sword yet, so there’s no way I can lose.”

I heard his voice muttering softly.

It was a good sign.

There were no negative thoughts about sparring anywhere in those words.

“good night! “I challenge you to spar!”

The 3rd prince pointed his finger at me. I had a hard time holding back the corners of my mouth from rising as I looked at the hand.

Not yet.

There was still more to be gained.

“That seems difficult.”

“what? Why? Are you trying to be a coward who runs away!”

“That’s not it…”

He took a break and looked back at his knights.

Knights wearing the imperial emblem on their chests.

Their bodies were flinching at the words of the 3rd prince’s sparring.

I wanted to stop him, but I couldn’t because I knew that the 3rd prince wasn’t the type to listen to me verbally.

He was just looking at me and putting pressure on me not to accept the sparring.

‘Do you think I won’t do it even if you guys glare at me for a hundred days?’

I was wronged, but it would be rude not to pay back when such a good opportunity arose.

“Then what? “Why don’t you do it?”

The 3rd prince was completely obsessed with couplets.

At first, he seemed worried about whether he could fight me, but he didn’t think he would lose because of my scared appearance.

That’s exactly what I want.

Only when I get excited like that does it become easier to do things the way I want.

“How could I aim my sword at His Highness the Third Prince?”

It is not good to accept the sparring here abruptly.

Because it was like showing him that I wanted it that I was going for it.

There must be a clearer justification.

There is no reason to hold him accountable even if he spars with him.

“I knew this guy was a coward, but I didn’t know he was this scared.”

The 3rd prince shook his head as if he was dumbfounded.

‘Yes, laugh as hard as you can. ‘You’ll soon be begging for your life.’

He opened his mouth, looking pitifully at me who was keeping my mouth shut.

“That won’t happen, so accept my sparring.”

“But…”

“But, go to sleep!” Are you kidding me?! “I will not hold Dalian responsible for anything!”

“Um… then.”

I looked to the side.

– Everything was recorded!

A hatchling holding a crystal ball next to him shouted brightly.

A crystal ball with hatchlings can be thought of as being like a camera in reality.

A magic circle was drawn that recorded the scene reflected in the crystal ball.

-I have this!

The hatchling was flying in the sky, flapping its wings.

“Can I believe that?”

“You damn bastard! “How can you call yourself a man because you’re so scared!”

But it’s still not enough. I glanced behind Daria.

The Count, who followed the commotion, smiled meaningfully and nodded at me.

He gave permission to spar with the 3rd prince.

“profit…!”

He must have been frustrated when I kept hesitating, so he looked around and shouted.

“From now on, no one but the parties involved can interfere with what is going on! This is an order from me, Baan Tsar, and I swear on my name that I will never hold you accountable for the sparring! Are you satisfied now?”

“yes. very good.”

I no longer had to hide my feelings.

This is a promise made in front of so many people, in front of the Count, and most of all, in front of Daria, whom he loves.

No matter what the outcome of the sparring is, it cannot be overturned.

“What what…!”

I saw him take a step back, embarrassed by my change in momentum.

I did not hide my hostility. I just suppressed the desire to live and kill and showed how I was feeling right now.

“…!”

His complexion turned pale.

I, who had ignored him, was embarrassed to see me show this kind of attitude, and I couldn’t say anything because I had said something.

‘How can I give up when Daria is watching?’

No matter how scared you are, love, dignity, and pride come first.

He thought it was impossible to back down while Daria was watching, so he tried hard to keep his cool.

“Because fighting with a real sword is dangerous, it is done with a wooden sword. If you don’t like it, you can use a real sword…”

“A wooden sword is better! Because you could be in danger!”

I hope that attitude of not losing pride will continue until the end.

This was my truth.

There is nothing more frustrating than shouting surrender in the middle of a sparring match and losing your excitement.

“As you wish.”

He unwrapped his cotton, leaned it against the wall, and picked up his wooden sword.

The imperial knights approached and began putting leather armor on the third prince’s body.

‘Extremely extreme.’

Except for the joints, there is no place that is not covered.

If you’re going to do that, it’s better to put on iron armor and put too much effort into sparring.

“hmm.”

The 3rd prince was taking it for granted.

I don’t think I can feel strange stares from those around me.

If you’re that afraid, you shouldn’t accept the sparring.

‘I’m fine. ‘I just got a punching bag.’

Since I’m wearing armor, it will last longer and I can hit longer.

Is there anything better than this?

Unless it was magically treated, the pain was the same.

‘Wait a minute, isn’t that magically processed?’

I thought it was ordinary armor, but the leather armor worn by the 3rd prince had a faint scent of mana rising from it.

It seemed like a magic circle could be faintly seen.

“Ha…”

How is that different from wearing iron armor?

In fact, it seemed safer than wearing iron armor.

“I will look after the sparring referee.”

The Count, who had been watching from afar, came over and stood between him and me.

“The rules of sparring are that the sparring does not end until the opponent shouts surrender and is incapable of fighting.”

As I said that to the 3rd prince, he looked back at me.

Standing with his back to the 3rd prince, his eyes were burning.

‘Kill him properly.’

His eyes seemed to say so.

Step on the 3rd prince as much as possible.

Even though I was told not to, I planned to do so.

“Once this ball drops, you can start.”

“I understand, so start now!”

The 3rd prince shouted at the count for being intrusive.

The Count stared at the Third Prince, then stepped back and threw the ball he was holding.

“I will never let you walk on your own two feet!”

Shouting like that, the 3rd prince came running as the ball fell to the ground.

Sreug tuuk.

Throwing the wooden sword aside.

“What are you doing!”

He swung his clenched fist at the embarrassed 3rd prince.

***

From the time I first met Daria until now, she was the third prince who thought she was hers.

Daria’s words had a huge impact on her as she was confident that she could do anything she said.

Then she started a couplet.

“A strong and confident man is cool.”

In addition, she even revealed her feelings.

He thought that if he beat up that guy, Raymond, her heart would come to him.

So I accepted it.

‘What on earth is this uneasy feeling?’

Raymond accepted the sparring and his heart continued to pound.

Alarm bells rang in my head, telling me I had to run away.

no. There was no way I could have been scared by a guy like that.

‘Because this armor will protect me.’

This armor, handcrafted by imperial wizards, will lead him to victory.

The armor, which is equipped with shock-relieving magic and body support magic, when worn by a knight who has not awakened Auror, gives the sword user’s strength one level higher than the sword expert’s.

Although it had its limitations, it was the strongest weapon at that age.

‘I wonder how he’ll react when he finds out I’m now undefeated with this.’

I held the wooden sword in my hand tightly and watched the ball fall.

And as soon as the ball hit the ground, he kicked the ground and rushed at him.

Pop!

The auxiliary magic energized his body and gave him confidence that he could do anything.

‘what? Why did you throw the wooden sword…?’

As he watched the wooden sword leaving Raymond’s hand, his vision momentarily darkened and then brightened.

“Are you okay? “I was surprised that he suddenly collapsed.”

“Whoops…!”

I felt a tingling pain on the bridge of my nose.

My whole face felt hot and the back of my neck throbbed.

‘What happened?’

I didn’t see any attacks.

All I saw was the wooden sword being thrown away.

“shit!”

Thinking of Daria, he hurriedly stood up.

I don’t know what was going on, but I behaved obscenely in front of her.

I won’t do that from now on.

“die!”

He swung the wooden sword with all his might.

The wooden sword hit Raymond in the head.

Huh!

I thought it was worth it.

The wooden sword passed by Raymond’s head, which moved gently to the side.

Crack!

And a pain spread throughout my abdomen as if my internal organs were being torn apart.

“Ugh!”

I can’t breathe.

Raymond’s fist was hitting his stomach.

‘Why do I feel pain?’

It was normal for even moderate shocks to not affect him due to the shock-relieving magic.

However, the fist placed on the armor caused him terrible pain.

simplicity and honesty.

Raymond’s hitting didn’t stop there.

I grabbed his rounded shoulders and bent him backwards.

His shoulder blade was dislocated and he could not even scream due to the terrible pain.

Crack.

Raymond adjusted his shoulder bone again.

Wow.

I broke it again.

As he repeated this over and over again, drool flowed from the mouth of the 3rd prince, who could not bear the pain.

Suddenly, it clicked.

Raymond was cruel.

It was so cruel that the people watching the sparring around frowned and the knights of the empire trembled and almost rushed at them.

The sight of battering the entire body, breaking bones at joints, and then putting them back together could no longer be called sparring.

torture.

In people’s sight, Raymond was torturing the 3rd Prince.

It wasn’t just torture either.

It was a torture that would continue unless the person was knocked unconscious and could not even speak due to pain, so that the person was released directly.

“….”

Even Daria, who had suggested sparring, turned her head as her face turned pale.

That terrible time passed slowly, as if it would never end.

Kwasik!

Raymond’s fist hit the 3rd prince’s face, and the 3rd prince fell to the ground, convulsed and fell limp.

“Phew…!”

In contrast to the miserable scene, a very refreshing sigh rang out.