I Became an Officer in Another World in Just 5 Minutes - Chapter 160

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Episode 160

[You have purchased the One-Strike Kill manual.]

[It has been registered in the Swordsmanship Codex.]

【Swordsmanship Codex】

-Hamus Swordsmanship (87.8%)

-One-Strike Kill (0.0%)

The second swordsmanship registered after more than a year.

The price is a whopping thousand points.

‘If I master this, couldn’t I just blow away an entire city?’

It was said jokingly, but honestly, given the price, I’m somewhat expecting it.

“Let’s hurry up and learn it.”

Like a child who just received an ordered toy, I pressed buttons in succession.

【One-Strike Kill】

Progress: 0%

Basic Lecture – Free

Face-to-Face Lecture (Instructor: Weakest Swordsman) – 10p per hour

“The face-to-face lecture is almost twice as much as Hamus’s.”

The instructor’s name is Weakest Swordsman, but is this price right?

‘Even Hamus, the continent’s greatest swordsman, only charges 5 points, but anyway, these nobodies are the problem.’

Still, there must be a reason the system set the price at a thousand points, so I had faith.

[Starting the One-Strike Kill basic lecture.]

[Watch and learn the combat doll’s demonstration movements with your eyes.]

Along with the System Message, the combat doll appeared after a really long time.

As always, it maintained its blade-sharp angles today too.

“Please let it be easy.”

Of course, I think it’ll be complicated.

It’s a swordsmanship that cost a whopping thousand points after all.

But still, it could be simple, couldn’t it?

Swoosh.

The combat doll, which would normally start its movements right away, stood still for a while before picking up its sword.

Then it took a deep breath.

I found myself tensing up as I watched.

It raised its sword.

And then.

Whiiiiiing!!!

The sword was swung vertically toward the ground.

“Oh, clean…”

[Perform the swordsmanship perfectly according to the path.]

“Huh…?”

The message that just appeared is one that shows up after the demonstration ends.

But why is it appearing now?

The combat doll just started its demonstration.

“No way…”

Really hoping it wasn’t the case, I checked where the combat doll had been.

It was gone.

Without a trace.

“Don’t joke around. It’s not funny.”

Thinking I might have done something wrong, I played the demonstration once more.

Swoosh.

The combat doll appeared again and stood still.

Then after staying like that.

Whiiiiiing!!!

It swung its sword exactly once and made its exit.

“Shit.”

I hurriedly looked for whether same-day refunds were possible, but of course there was no such thing.

‘This thing costs a thousand points? This thing?’

Regret flooded in like a tide – I should have just bought strength potions instead of showing off.

“Calm down. Let’s try it once.”

I stopped complaining and drew my sword.

‘First was the deep breath, right?’

I stood in front of the sword traces the combat doll had left behind and slowly composed myself.

‘Was I like this for about 10 seconds?’

Actually, what does time matter? Literarily speaking, it’s about mental stability, and scientifically, it’s about heart rate.

‘Now!’

When I judged that my heart rate had reached the perfect level for swinging a sword.

I opened my closed eyes wide and swung my sword.

Whiiiiik!

A clean downward strike.

Since I had trained to make clean cuts before, there was almost no wavering.

“Don’t tell me this will just end with a perfect score of 100?”

I was slightly worried, but fortunately that didn’t happen.

[Calculating swordsmanship score]

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[0 points]

[Are you planning to learn instant kill techniques?]

“What…?”

A vein popped out on my forehead at the seemingly mocking System Message.

[Would you like to check the detailed evaluation?]

“Show me.”

This is now a matter of pride.

【Training Evaluation】

-Insincerity in not properly performing even a single movement.

-Even the only sword swing performed had disappointing completion.

-Not even worth evaluating.

Comment: Are you joking?

“What? Joking?”

Is it picking a fight with me right now?

The comment was quite provocative.

‘I spent a thousand points and I have to hear this?’

Is this my problem?

I clearly did what I was told to do.

“Fine, let’s see who wins.”

I steeled my resolve and swung my sword again.

Whiiik!

[0 points]

Comment: Do you have any intention of trying?

Whiiiik!

[0 points]

Comment: There’s nothing to point out. You haven’t even started.

“Ah, I can’t stand this.”

I just absolutely cannot tolerate this.

“10 points. Take it, you bastards.”

I gave up trying to learn for free and purchased one hour of face-to-face instruction.

[Lesson request sent to instructor.]

[Instructor has accepted the lesson.]

[Please go to sleep in a safe place within 10 minutes.]

[If you do not do so, you will be marked absent and the purchased lesson will be forfeited.]

A familiar message.

I went straight to my quarters and just lay down on the floor.

Not long after, my eyes naturally closed as if under sleep anesthesia.

[You have entered the Dimensional Room.]

[59:59]

My vision changed, and what came into view was a forest thick with trees, different from the place where I met Hamus.

“Are you the one who has requested teachings from me?”

Just as I was thinking the air must be quite nice, I heard a voice from behind.

When I turned my head, I saw a middle-aged man with long blue hair sitting on a tree branch.

“Uh… yes, that’s right.”

I was a bit flustered by the dialogue that seemed like it came from a historical drama, but I answered politely for now.

If I said something wrong, he might refuse to teach like Hamus did.

“The weakest’s desperate struggle to defeat the strongest.”

The man gracefully landed on the ground from the tree, then approached me.

“What do you seek to defeat the strongest for?”

A question-like statement.

What the hell does this even mean?

‘I have no intention of defeating the strongest.’

No, if I meet the strongest, I should run away.

I’m not an idiot, so why would I sit there and fight?

‘Damn, is the level of this question even worse than middle school syndrome?’

However, I need to answer well.

This is also an interview of sorts, after all.

“I wish to learn in order to survive.”

“To survive?”

“I am living through times when I must die if I do not win. Whether the enemy before me is the strongest or invincible, I cannot afford to lose.”

“To survive, that’s as desperate a reason as mine.”

“May I ask about your reason, master?”

“My reason, you say.”

The Unnamed Man turned his head 45 degrees to the left and looked at the distant mountain.

Then he quietly uttered a single word.

“Love.”

Hmm.

‘This guy’s really crazy.’

It wasn’t middle school syndrome, he was just insane.

“Why aren’t you responding?”

“L-love! What a truly heart-stirring reason.”

I wanted to punch him in the chest, but I changed my words skillfully.

“Would you like to hear my story?”

‘No. I have no intention of listening to that crap.’

However, unfortunately, whether I accepted or not didn’t matter.

“I was sixteen. I barely got into the Academy. It was just a 1-point difference.”

“That was close.”

“At the time, I was happy just to have gotten in. And on the entrance ceremony day, I saw her. My eternal love, Cecila.”

Eternal love, what nonsense.

My head is just spinning.

‘Uncle, you’re a lifelong bachelor, aren’t you?’

It’s not my place to say this, but dating is about repeatedly going out and breaking up to find the right person.

Where in the world is there eternal love?

We all die when we get old anyway.

“She… she must have been truly beautiful.”

“She was beautiful. So much so that every man at the Academy had harbored feelings for her at least once.”

‘What? So you just liked her based on her looks?’

I thought there was something more since he was pretending it was noble and true love.

Well, of course, there’s nothing special about it.

“I loved her so much, she who was second in our class, but my skills and family were far too lacking to love her, the eldest daughter of a Noble Family.”

Pretty, the eldest daughter of a Noble Family, and exceptionally capable too?

Looking at it again, she does seem worth liking.

“She must have been an incredible person.”

“She was so noble that I couldn’t approach her. Time passed like that, and when we became second-years, a tournament was held at the Academy.”

“Oh.”

I listened to the story while making appropriate interjections.

“I worked tirelessly there, wanting to show a good side and catch her eye. But I was defeated in the round of 128 by that guy from the Maxmian Family. He went all the way and won the championship.”

“Don’t tell me…”

“After winning, that guy confessed to Cecila. And by the next day, the two of them were dating.”

I hate to say this, but it’s just a common story.

The problem would be what comes next.

“After that, I worked tirelessly to somehow defeat that guy. But the wall of talent was far too high.”

He spoke with sorrowful eyes, and I felt somewhat pitiful for him.

“After graduating from the Academy like that, I entered the Abandoned Dojo. To defeat the strongest with the weakest talent. That’s how the one-hit kill was born.”

What a truly touching story.

Looking at it again, I think I made the wrong purchase.

“So did your love succeed?”

“When I came out, they were already married and had even had children.”

‘Oh my, this guy. You should keep track of time when going into seclusion.’

There’s no cure for stupidity.

I don’t even feel sorry for him.

“Instead, I achieved victory in the duel against that guy with a single decisive blow right before her eyes.”

A face filled with sorrow.

It wasn’t the face of a victor at all.

“But her eyes never once turned toward me. How empty it felt.”

Well, of course. You fool.

She was married, and her husband had just lost the duel.

Would she look admiringly at the opponent who won? She’d be worried about whether her husband was hurt first.

This just makes my head spin.

“How sad.”

Since the story seemed to be gradually ending, I turned my head to check the time.

[42:10]

‘Damn, 18 minutes flew by.’

There’s no villain like this villain.

“Um… then could you teach me the one-hit kill technique? To be honest, I can’t get the hang of it.”

After listening to this much TMI, shouldn’t he teach me something?

I asked cautiously, and fortunately he wasn’t trash like Hamus.

“You can’t get the hang of it, you say. I like that. This swordsmanship is for the weakest, after all.”

He definitely seemed like he would teach me.

But for some reason, I felt quite bad about it.

“Ha…haha, please teach me.”

“First, show me what you’ve learned so far.”

“Yes!”

Smooth progress.

Thinking it was fortunate, I drew my sword.

“Whew.”

First, a deep breath.

Then the draw.

Whiiiiing!!!

The sword cut through the air, carving a clean path.

“Like this… I think.”

“What exactly did you learn…?”

He looked bewildered.

Just like the system.

“I don’t know either. I definitely did as instructed, but what exactly is the problem?”

Unlike the system, this was someone I could actually talk to.

Since this was why I had requested face-to-face instruction, I asked as if venting my frustration.

And the answer came back faster than expected.

“Don’t tell me…”

The Unnamed Man made a flustered expression and placed his hand on my shoulder.

And not long after that.

“Aaaaaaahhhhh!!!”

Pain as if my brain was burning rushed over me.

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