A New Life [02]

I was within the training grounds presently. This is where the knights of our domain hone their sword and refine their aura. It's not an excellent training grounds compared to the grounds advertised by the academy.

"Lord Devian, here is your sword." said a knight from Yvet's division. My father's armed forces are divided into two parts, driven by two individuals- Yvet and Javier.

I swung the wooden sword, left and right, giving it a test.

"Lord Devian, you seem fine now." Yvet said as he exited the barracks. The barracks was near the training ground so that the knights could train whenever they wanted.

"I am. Thanks for your concern." I said.

"This will be the last day when I train you, Lord Devian. After this, you have to show what you have learned in the academy." He said as he took out a wooden sword from the holder kept near him.

"We shouldn't waste more time talking." He said as he put his right hand behind his back and held the sword with his left. He did so for the fight to be a fair one.

"I am ready." I said as I held my sword with both my hands.

I ran towards him with my aim to attack his stomach. He deflected my attack to the right side easily.. He was super quick. He was not utilizing his right hand even after that, it was an unfair fight. In case it was to be made a reasonable battle, at that point he should tie up his legs or something.

"Young Lord, you should learn from your previous mistakes and not make the same mistakes again." He said but I was too lost in the thoughts of my next move.

For the past two years, I have overseen memorizing nothing from him. I utilized my most strength to laze around at times or drink myself off. Typical individuals would have picked up battle experience at this point but I hadn't picked up a single thing. It was completely since of my apathy and unseriousness.

I attacked him with a storm of sword slashes. Deflecting my blade every time, he hit me hard on my face with his left hand which was holding the sword.

To the spectators, it looked like a kid getting mad at someone for eating his candy and hitting him with no thought, no plan, absolutely nothing.

I fell to the ground, my nose bleeding. I started to breathe heavily, I couldn't feel my hands.

But more than that, I could hear whispers from the audience.

"Today, he has done worse than he did last week."

"It's a waste to send him to the academy if he gets tired just by swinging a sword."

"I guess this land's going to be a no good place forever. Even his father's a drunkard just like him. A drunkard shouldn't be allowed to rule a land."

I heard these as whispers. But none of them were wrong, so I couldn't say no to them inside my head.

I felt sad hearing all this but could I even prove them wrong?

"Young Lord, you should go rest now. I wish you a safe trip for your journey tomorrow." He said as he was leaving.

[ HACKS UNLOCKED: ]

[ AIMBOT ]

<Lvl 1/10> Exp Required: 500 exp

Range: 10m

Set Target: Choose:

•Default

• Head

•Neck

•Body

•Leg

I don't have strength. I should go for the head.

[ Set Target: Head ]

"Wait. Just one.. moment!" I shouted as I was breathing heavily. He stopped as he turned back to look at me.

"Last time!" I shouted.

He looked shocked, but then smiled.

"Master, this was what I wanted you to learn! That you shouldn't give up! But it's too late.. You have learned it the hard way just like I did when I was your age." He said.

"No.. just fight me." I said as I held my messy hair with my left hand and pointed my sword to Yvet.

"As you wish, Young Lord." He said as he readied his battle stance.

I dashed towards him with my remaining stamina. Everyone in the audience was convinced that this time it would end in a broken bone instead of a nosebleed.

My sword was deflected again like before. He was ready to punch me like before but he saw something that shocked him to some extent.

I unwillingly changed my sword's direction towards his head again. My sword hit his head this time.

Everybody in the spectators was shocked. In the two years, I couldn't even land a hit on Yvet. This was quite shocking to them.

Unfortunately, my sword hadn't gained enough speed to hit him hard. The rules of the fight were that if either of them was down, could no longer fight, or hit hard on the other, they would win. 

Yvet, seeing the opening presenting itself before him, hit me hard on the head.. I fell to the ground with my vision going out.

"I.. did it..." I said before my vision blurred out.