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Since then, exactly 368 days have passed and I turned 14. Thanks to Melida, they told me things I didn't know and I learned more about Shin. Ah ... and there is only one feeling I feel for him after what I have learned...

pity...

"Haah... hah... ah..."

It was an ordinary and beautiful spring day. And as always, the sword in my hand was blown away by the bastard Michel. It wasn't just that. As my sword fell from my hand, he threw me over his shoulder and tied me to the ground.

I was breathing so deeply that my chest was inflating like a balloon.

"Hahaha! You brat! You are worse than when your memory is in place. You lack the strength to withstand even such an education.."

"You... you, a..."

"Yes? Or do you want to insult like before? "

"Ah! No, sorry."

I won the first sword battle. It hasn't been that difficult. With the sword in my hand, I used Form 62 of the Taijijuan Sun Style and won by throwing a spell at Michel's face. At that time I could only create a few stones.

"Hey, hey! No magic is used in sword fighting!"

"Hehe! Old man, all means are permissible in war. Only fools play by their rules."

I wish I had my tongue that day because now I'm studying like hell. I am subjected to scary training without showing any pity. Also, Shin's body had not grown up to the Sun Style. therefore, his muscles were very tired while doing these movements.

On the first day, after I won by chance, I could not touch Michel again. The sword training we did two hours a day increased to five, the training we did with Merlin increased from one hour to four. Fortunately, Melida is on my side and taught me about fatigue-reducing enchantments. Without them, I wouldn't have lasted until the three hours of magic item training.

At least it had to be viewed from the positive side. I had no connection to Merlin, Michel, and Melida. I was colder and more logical than Shin they knew before. I saw Diseum, the king of Earlsheid, not as an uncle, but as a distant relative with an eye on inheritance.

They accepted me like this, they didn't cause much trouble. I was the grandson of heroes and disciple of the former royal knight captain, who had terrifying potential after all. Even if I was a piece of garbage, few people could touch me.

"Come on stand up, we have two more hours. If your loaf, you will not be able to reach your old condition, and your sword style is quite different. So you have to fight constantly so that your muscles grow according to the style you use... "

I got up unintentionally and grabbed my sword. Now I was probably stronger than the old Shin. Michel's and Merlin's ruthless education had given me great strength.

"Yare, yare... Why don't we fight using mana? Or are you afraid that I will crush you using mana?"

"Again, this topic? How many times I told you to develop techniques-"

"You got caught, old man!"

As he let down his guard, I swung my sword and attacked. Sun Style focused on balance and agility. So it didn't improve me in strength, but it gave me unwavering balance and unmatched agility. Combining this with Michel's technique, a near-perfect technique emerged.

"Hahaha! You got caught, brat!"

Michel immediately deflected the sword that came towards him in another direction and swung his brutally sharp sword at me without offending. Of course, I was waiting for this. I let go of the sword and jumped back without hesitation. The sword that fell from my hand hit the ground. But this way, I was able to overcome Michel's attack.

Michel was humiliating me while laughing wildly.

"Hahaha! A knight's end comes when he releases his sword."

"Are you sure?"

"Hah?"

"Look back."

Slowly, Michel turned around and saw the sword that seemed to be thrown towards him. This was happening thanks to a control spell I created. Between my finger and the sword was a very thin spell called [Wind Thread]. It helped me determine the direction and speed of his sword. In short, [Flying Sword] was obtained. Though I still had to work on this. It could have been a deadly skill when crafting stealth weapons.

"You! Who is teaching you these!"

"Anyone who can think of that can do it, you think too small!"

Although Michel dodged the incoming sword freely, he had to face my kick as he turned around. I knew I was playing in a very dirty and humiliating way, but I was not a lover of justice like Shin. But I knew I still couldn't beat Michel. If I pause for even half a second, it would be my turn to beating immediately.

And it wasn't long before it arrived ...

As Michel grabbed my kick, he grabbed my collar and threw me to the ground. I had been thrown so much now that I reflexively locked Michel and jumped over his shoulders. The balance and agility training I did every day paid off. I landed on his shoulders like a gymnast who is famous around the world for not having a lot of trouble.

But I didn't think Michel would be so heartless. He grabbed my wrists as I landed on his shoulder and without hesitation struck him like Hulk hitting Loki from the ground. Luckily, I wrapped my whole body with Mana in that short time. Even though the dust was rising from the ground, nothing happened to my body. I was used to the pain, I had fallen from the stones many times. Also, I do not even count the damage I took while using the explosion spells...

'Shouldn't this be a sword fight? Why does it seem like a territorial fight between two barbarians ... '

"Stop old man! You are stuck with the way of the sword! Think of the title of the Sword Saint, if they see you like that, they will label you as the Barbarian, not the Sword Saint!"

I screamed at the top of my lungs. Because I could not do anything, even though I protected my body with Mana, I felt the pain right up to my bone marrow. While it wasn't much of a bother, it didn't change the fact that I hated suffering.

"Eh?"

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My words worked. Michel realized what he was doing, his sword training had turned into a brutal war between the barbarians. He quickly let go of me and cleaned the dust off me of his own accord. Melida's influence was immense. I was convinced I should be closer to him.

I quickly refilled the holes in the ground with earthen magic and restored everything. If Melida saw this place in this way, she could restrict me, although she would not be angry with me. It was obvious that he did not want to face a second memory loss episode.

"Ahem! What's happening here today isn't going to your grandmother's ear. Understand?"

"Yes, I understand very well."

"You brat. Don't try to threaten me, unless you want me to throw you in front of monsters?"

"I wouldn't have complained about that."

"You are a masochist!"

"You don't know its meaning, do you?"

"Ha? Of course, I know ~"

I sighed deeply and explained the meaning of the words he learned from me.

I went hunting monsters many times with Merlin and Michel. Shin's body was already used to it, so I gained combat experience under the protection of Merlin and Michel without any trouble. Even when Michel saw the techniques I used, he said, "You are a genius, but the methods you use are considered bad even by criminals! Aren't you too cruel and despicable?" he complained for hours.

Of course, I didn't care. As time passed, he started to look like me. He had finally realized he was stronger. As a result, he had strayed slightly from a knight's path. Justice and honor! These could be called a knight's oath. They were always expected to protect, it was a noble profession since the people they protect were very important individuals.

However, I had corrupted a Sword Saint. I didn't regret this, because the more despicable I was when fighting him, the better I was. There was no such thing as justice in the world. Even though I'm in an anime right now, I've never seen the beginning of the plot. And because I don't remember any shit, I don't feel a connection with them. It was all going to start when I was 15 years old. I thought the system would act then.

If you have the talent, you should use this. Even if you are very strong and invincible, you only train one class in a kingdom. This is an insult to your talent! '

I wouldn't have dealt with such a small kingdom. My goal was to target larger places... However, I could not take action as I was waiting for the assignments.

"Hm, hm ... I don't understand anything!"

"If you read more books, you will understand. Life is not just about swords, you know."

The person I got on best with was no doubt, Michel. I could talk to him without using bonds of respect. He instilled in me the art of the sword, and I was teaching him how to be a despicable dishonor. And what I realized was that he could be a cool son of a bitch. Because he was a genius at trapping It was perfect for dishonesty, as it excelled in patience and calmness.

However, he could not take action to deceive Melida. He had no heart to do this.

"Hey, Shin. How am I going to improve my imitation skill? When I'm about to trap the monsters, they give up for some reason. I don't know why this is happening. Let me explain ..."

As always, Michel was asking me what he got from his job. And instead of answering the question in the usual way, I was showing it directly.

"Your mother..."

"..."

Michel's eyes widened in an instant. Because I started to remember all her female relatives with all my love. After going on for a while, even he couldn't calm down and succumbed to the feeling called honor. Shivering, he drew his sword and pointed it at my neck. The eyes were trembling with anger. Because I swore hard.

"The Czech sword! Even though you are the grandson and disciple of heroes, you cannot talk to my mother like that! One of us must die today!"

I took my sword in great calmness and continued to attack without hesitation. The training period was extended, but I did not complain about it. The more I could fight, the better it would be.

Even though the Sword Saint struck wildly, I could easily bounce off all of his attacks with a small move. Because he was crazy, he couldn't think properly. After continuing for a while, he started to calm down. However, I started to speak in a calm and humiliating tone again.

"You are a weak one who could not protect your mother ... and at least your mother could have slept in the grave comfortably if you were that much. But I also pity your father, he even lost the right to enter paradise because you are one of his sperm. I think you should honor your family by committing suicide ... "

Without showing any pity, I crushed all his values. Then I realized that his Mana was out of control. He was now involved in the meanings. I quickly circulated my Mana through my body, and by increasing my fighting power hundreds of times, I became one of the most dangerous beings.

Oh ... The Japanese were not immoral bastards like me, so they got angry very quickly when I took action. They were also timid and respectful people. This made me even more unbearable.

The war grew longer and the heat steadily increased. Swords were colliding so quickly that even Merlin could not follow with her bare eyes. Though I did not even transfer any Mana to my eyes. However, I could easily see and dodge Michel's attacks, which I wouldn't normally be able to defeat.

Both of us had similar levels of Mana quality and Mana abundance. The war experience, which was the only difference between us, was now dysfunctional. Because my words alone were enough to drive Michel, who put his honor ahead of many things, crazy.

"Ah ... it's time to finish."

I said and easily dodged Michel's attack. Without hesitation, I made my hands like claws and grabbed him by the collar. Overwhelmed by his rage, Michel was awake the moment I grabbed him by the throat. However, it was too late now. I threw him into the air as I held him and kicked him dozens of times in seconds with the Taekwondo moves I learned in my previous life. It was a punching bag for me now. In the face of a calm and cool mind, no matter how talented you are, if you are angry and unable to think properly, you are doomed to lo...

I beat Michel until he passed out and then healed him. A mad Sword Saint had no chance against a calm Anime Warrior.

'My education will get harder though. I've already grabbed almost all the techniques, I don't need to learn much ... '

I have to admit that I'm stronger than Shin before. Besides, I'm not the underdog like him, I'm also a genius ...

'Damn ... I'm so cool!'

My main goal has always been to strengthen my mind. So after I put Michel in the shade, I went to the waterfall where I always meditated. I was strong enough to be able to move freely through the forest. Therefore, there was no problem traveling. My strength and magic control was also pretty good. Shin's body was already perfect for the job. The magic veins and mana pool were highly developed and robust.

I don't remember any of these in the anime. I also don't remember Shin meditating. I learned all this from Merlin, they just said magic in the anime. Perhaps this is one of the reasons why it is 'D' level.

The noise of the water flowing from the waterfall always occupied my mind. I would try to resist this and increase my mana capacity. If I failed I would faint or vomit blood.

The steps of casting spells were not that complicated; Collect the Mana in the atmosphere around you, then transfer this Mana to the pool of mana to absorb it into your body and transform it into magic and purify there. Once you stabilize it is prepared for magic, then send it out with words and images.

Seems very unreasonable, right? But according to what? Yare, yare... I threw my sense of reason aside when Truck-sama came down to me like divine justice. Even if I came across a Turk from another world, I wouldn't find it strange. Because I had read and wrote so many Isekai, Wuxia, Xianxia, Xuanhuan, and Reincarne novels that they were like a second reality to me.

After all, nothing was impossible or impossible. Not only did we see it, but our sense of reason was also shaped by what we saw.

Despite the deafening sound of the waterfall, I started to meditate. I scanned the entire meaning within a 30-meter radius like a vacuum cleaner and started cleaning my mana pool. Normally, even an average top-level wizard wouldn't be able to perform these operations as quickly as I do, but my magic veins were well developed and robust. So I was able to instantly pull the meaning in the atmosphere into my pool of meaning.

I was trying to ignore the voices completely, but as I focused on cleansing my attention shifted more or less there. My focus was constantly shifting. However, I could see that I was getting better and better at this.

Now, I am as drawn to myself as a mid-level wizard, and if I was good at it, if I constantly tried to collect and purify the amount of mana controlled by a high-level wizard with a scattered focus, I would return. into a fool or a demon.

Time passed slowly and my pool of meaning was constantly filled and the meaning in it became purer. It was terrible that none of these were shown in the anime, I was sure it would break records if he did.

"Hmm ... everything is full, all the mana I spent was purer than before."

I opened my eyes and woke up from meditation. When I looked at the position of the sun, I knew it was only an hour. It was only half an hour before Melida's conference. That's why I started doing magic.

I started with small spells and progressed towards more and more powerful spells. With fireballs, lightning lances, pillars of the earth, and blast spells, the transition between spells became even smoother.

Half an hour later I cleansed myself with the purification spell and went to Melida. While the spells and swords are nice, I liked the Magic Items more.

So I calmly walked to the area where Melida would come.

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