From Old Country Bumpkin to Master Swordsman: My Hotshot Disciples Are All Grown Up Now, and They Won't Leave Me Alone Volume 6 E-Book
Shigeru Sagazaki
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- Herausgeber: J-Novel Club
- Kategorie: Fantasy und Science-Fiction
- Serie: From Old Country Bumpkin to Master Swordsman: My Hotshot Disciples Are All Grown Up Now, and They Won't Leave Me Alone
- Sprache: Englisch
Beryl has finally achieved a lifelong goal: He defeated his father in a one-on-one sword fight! And now that he’s beaten the greatest swordsman he knows, Beryl’s confidence finally starts to grow. Just as he begins to channel his newfound energy into teaching, Beryl receives a sudden invitation to a party being held by Margrave Flumvelk. Beryl isn’t at all comfortable among high society, but since his presence was requested by Princess Salacia herself, he has no right to refuse. So, he and Allucia set off to a noble’s mansion! Lavish meals, a dazzling party full of wealthy, influential people, and a warm welcome from a beautiful young lady—Beryl is faced with a level of luxury that makes his head spin. However, when a powerful new opponent appears before him, Beryl must brandish his blade and put his newfound confidence to the test!
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Seitenzahl: 24
Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2025
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Chapter 1: An Old Country Bumpkin Goes on an Expedition
“Ready!”
“All right, come at me.”
A young man charged at me with a spirited battlecry, a wooden sword in his hands. That said, it wasn’t the same length as what I or the knights usually used. It was just a little shorter. One day, he would use the real thing, but a wooden sword was actually pretty heavy for those who weren’t accustomed to the weight. Despite its long and slender appearance, it was still a solid lump of shaved wood. You needed a certain level of expertise to be able to properly wield something of that size.
“Hah!”
“Mm, much sharper than before.”
The young man—Lumite Bafang—let loose a diagonal slash. I used my own wooden sword to alter his blade’s trajectory. He’d studied swordsmanship before this, so he was just a little ahead of the others, and he’d also kept up with Ficelle’s harsh training, so he was coming along pretty nicely.
“Why, you...!”
“Hup.”
Lumite kept his grip on his sword, stepped in closer, and attacked with an upward slash. I kept my eye on the rising wooden sword as I lowered my blade to meet it. The sound of wood scraping violently against wood resounded around us.
In a direct clash, there was no way for him to win against my muscle mass, so I shifted my weight to ward off the blow without bringing it to a stop. It felt better to be able to swing all the way through, after all.
Just as I mentioned earlier, Lumite’s swordsmanship was looking pretty good. However, that was only relative to the other students of the sword magic course. As someone who regularly trained with the knights of the Liberion Order, there was no way I would get hit by his sword. It could be a different story in several years, though.
“Hggh!”
“Hm?”
With his wooden sword held overhead and his torso extended, Lumite forced his body to twist to bring his blade downward. I wondered why he chose to do that. Even if he was scared of a counterattack, he could’ve used his momentum to simply jump backward. And if he’d wanted to stay on the offense, there was no need to twist his body just to pull it off. Unable to read his next move, I went through my options in a fraction of a second. It was dangerous to sink into my own thoughts at this range, so I decided to take a step back. I could take action after seeing what he was actually up to.
“Hyah!”
“Oh?”
