Chapter 55

"Fortunately, it seems the assassin didn't know how to fight head-on."

Assassins weren't soldiers or knights. They didn't need to know how to fight in open combat—using poison or striking in the dead of night was enough to get the job done. The assassin sent after Sylas had likely relied on the latter tactic, or so the count thought, sighing in relief.

"No, my lord," Werner interrupted.

"What do you mean, no?"

"The assassin may not have been on the level of a knight, but he was still quite skilled. If it had been an inexperienced squire or even an ordinary soldier, they would have been in serious danger."

"…!"

The count's eyes widened in shock. His son, who had only been training in swordsmanship for a month, had managed to subdue an assassin who could have been a serious threat even to a seasoned soldier?

"Is this true?"

"There were dozens of exchanges, my lord. Not only I but many other knights witnessed it," Werner confirmed.