The Failed Swordmaster - Chapter 110

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Chapter 110 42. You’re Not Human (3)

“I’ve come to deliver news about Lumian Calard.”

“Lu, Lumian?”

Tania’s eyes widened.

From the mouth of someone she never expected, content she never anticipated flowed out. She couldn’t help but be surprised.

“You seem surprised. Well, that’s understandable. You wouldn’t have expected words about Sir Lumian… I mean, Lumian to come from my mouth of all people.”

“…Yes.”

Tania nodded.

Her voice trembled slightly as she answered. Anxiety could be felt on her face as well.

It couldn’t be helped. A high knight of Jenas whom she’d never met had come to deliver news about Lumian, so she couldn’t help but think something bad had happened.

She asked with worry filling her voice.

“By any chance, did something happen to Lumian? Don’t tell me he made a mistake with the Jenas delegation…”

“Ah, my apologies. If I had started with the main point, I wouldn’t have caused you worry.”

“Ah…”

That was a relief. Tania showed an expression of reassurance.

It seemed there wasn’t any problem after all. Having calmed her heart, she looked at Buckal. He continued the conversation.

“Swordmaster Sir John Maccart, who highly values Lumian’s talent, has decided to personally teach swordsmanship to Lumian.”

“Sir John Maccart himself?”

“That’s right. So I came to tell you that he won’t be able to come watch the tournament for a few days.”

It was a lie.

Currently, Lumian was gathering his enlightenment in a plain far from the city. Before the eyes of the Knight King and Sinsieo.

However, he couldn’t tell her this directly. There was no need to either.

His purpose was, after all, to reassure this female student.

‘This should be enough.’

Buckal smiled inwardly.

Though he was simply following the Knight King’s orders, it felt strange to think that he was helping the legendary Sir Lian Fromhart’s romance.

At the same time, feelings of respect for his lord arose.

‘To think of reassuring Lumian’s lover in the midst of that chaotic situation.’

Strictly speaking, they weren’t lovers, but that didn’t matter.

What mattered was that Philip III cherished and cared for Lumian that much.

“Now you understand it’s nothing to worry about?”

“Ah! Yes! I’m sorry, I misinterpreted Sir Bercal Garcia’s words with my assumptions…”

“It’s fine. You don’t need to blame yourself like that. Anyway, I’ve delivered the message, so I’ll be going now.”

With those words, Buckal left.

He moved quickly using aura, as if he had some urgent business.

Watching his retreating figure, Tania let out a sigh of relief.

“Phew, thank goodness…”

It really was fortunate.

Nothing bad had happened to Lumian, nor was he suddenly trying to distance himself from her. Her tangled feelings improved as if nothing had happened.

‘As expected, amazing, Lumian! To think a Swordmaster recognized your talent and decided to teach you personally!’

Even though it wasn’t her own affair, a smile wouldn’t leave her lips.

She was even humming without realizing it.

Watching such a younger sister, Reymon Eloise showed an even more bewildered expression than before.

‘What on earth is this?’

He was confused.

That someone as high-ranking as a high knight of Jenas would come simply to deliver a message was incomprehensible to begin with. It was something that couldn’t happen by common sense.

But there was something else that bothered him more.

It was the fact that his younger sister, whom he loved and cherished more than anyone, was blushing at the mention of some other man’s name.

‘Lumian? Could that be the person who’s said to have even greater talent than Cal Krone?’

It seemed likely. He had heard rumors about a month ago.

‘Don’t tell me Tania and that person are… dating?’

He wasn’t certain.

But he thought it was quite possible. He looked at his younger sister with suspicious eyes.

“What’s wrong, brother?”

“No, nothing. I was just flustered when the high knight of Jenas suddenly approached. But about that Lumian… Calarg?”

“Lumian Calard. It’s not Calarg.”

“Ah, right. Lumian Calard.”

Reymon took a step back.

Something about his sister’s expression was frightening.

To show such a stern face just because he got one letter of the name wrong.

It was extremely strange.

Just as he was about to say something.

“Ah, enough about him. Let’s go eat, big brother. Maybe because I used so much energy during the match, I’m hungry.”

“Uh, huh? Alright…”

Reymon nodded obediently.

The aura emanating from Tania’s body was too intense for him to continue prying into his curiosity.

As a civil official, he couldn’t handle the energy of a knight cadet who had even broken through the Lower Gate.

‘Well, it’s probably nothing serious.’

Reymon Eloise thought.

The younger sister he knew had no particular interest in romance or love. At least until last semester, that was the case.

‘She’s the type who would rather swing her sword one more time than worry about such things.’

That’s why she had stubbornly enrolled in the Knight Department against their father’s opposition.

Remembering Tania from that time, he let out a chuckle.

“Why are you laughing?”

“Just remembering old times. What shall we eat, our amazing sister? Your brother will pay for everything!”

“Really? Well, then…”

The siblings were now having a warm conversation.

It was a pleasant sight. The two who had met after a long time kept bursting into laughter as they walked toward the restaurant.

* * *

While Tania was having a meal with her eldest brother, Lumian was busy gathering his enlightenment.

Purifying the demonic stones was no problem at all. The mountain that now towered within him was comparable in size to the rock he had created in his previous life.

Naturally, his purification ability had also improved incomparably to before. Moreover, with Dragon Seme’s help, there was nothing to worry about.

‘The important thing is making the purified power my own.’

Lumian’s expression became even more serious.

Even when he had obtained 34 demonic stones from Red Mountain, he hadn’t been confident he could do it.

If you don’t realize your limits and forcibly cram aura in, nothing good comes of it. Your dantian and internal pathways would all burst, leaving you dead or crippled.

But now it was different.

He was confident.

The advice the Knight King had given him had completely shattered his preconceptions.

‘Why did I keep clinging to the old methods?’

In his previous life, he had spent his entire life pondering how to embrace an even larger rock.

Because he thought that was the royal road, the best way. Indeed, through that method he had gained the reputation of being one of the continent’s three great knights, so it couldn’t be said to be entirely wrong thinking.

But that was only the story of his previous life, when he embraced the aura of rock. The current Lumian embraced the aura of mountains, completely different from that.

Then naturally, he should have sought advancement through a different method.

‘Yet despite that, I only stuck to the same method. Like when cultivating the rock, I could only think of creating one large mountain.’

It was wrong.

No, rather than saying it was wrong, it would be more accurate to say it was a method that didn’t suit him.

Just as the Knight King had abandoned past obsessions and found a method more suitable for himself, Lumian too had to find a more fitting method.

And fortunately, his contemplation about this had already ended the moment he heard his former lord’s advice.

He had found his own method, different from the Knight King’s approach.

‘Creating not one mountain, but multiple mountains.’

In fact, this was a thought he had once entertained in his previous life.

If creating one giant rock was difficult, what about creating multiple rocks?

Young Ryan Fromhart had asked this to a senior knight. And he had to endure ridicule for an entire day.

‘A guy who can’t even handle one properly wants to handle multiple? Go ahead and try, see if it works.’

The senior knight’s words weren’t wrong.

Creating multiple rocks was useless.

They were like stones rolling around randomly. Nothing was more useless than aura that didn’t unite as one and played separately, and he buried that thought for decades afterward.

But.

Now the situation was different.

His skill, flexibility of thought, and breadth of experience were incomparable to back then.

Moreover, the most important thing – the nature of his aura – was different. Now he was a mountain, not a rock.

Lumian began his work with confidence.

Wooooooong…

A mass of mana flowed in from the purified demonic stone.

Lumian didn’t add this to the existing mountain. Instead, he sent it to the side to create new mountains one by one.

One, two, three, four…

The number of mountains continued to increase. However, unlike his previous life, no particular problems arose.

Unlike stones rolling around randomly, mountains stood firmly in place without moving.

‘Moreover.’

Simply not moving wasn’t everything.

Though the mountains seemed to exist individually and separately, when viewed from above, that wasn’t the case.

They were all connected.

From bottom to top. From right to left. A cross-shaped mountain range formed around the largest mountain in the center.

It was an extremely stable formation.

It was much easier than precariously stacking up one giant mountain. Nevertheless, it felt as comfortable as handling a single force.

Once he adapted, it seemed he could draw several times more power while achieving much smoother and more precise control.

‘It will take time, but…’

That wasn’t much of a problem.

Standing still in place unable to overcome a wall, versus continuing to move forward even if it was arduous and tedious.

Which was better didn’t even need to be said.

‘Besides, luck follows me in this life.’

Perhaps he could achieve results much faster.

Such vague confidence bloomed within him.

It wasn’t a bad feeling.

“Whew!”

Having thought this far, Lumian’s eyes snapped open.

The first thing that entered his vision was the dark sky, just as dark as before he began his training.

‘No, is it a bit darker? Either way, there’s not much difference.’

Of course, that didn’t mean he thought only a little time had passed.

Lumian concentrated his mind.

Then he felt the aura filling his dantian.

That wasn’t all. His skin, skeleton, and muscles themselves felt completely different.

It felt as if his body had changed to a form more suitable for using his body and wielding a sword.

It was an experience he hadn’t even had when advancing from Sword Expert to Sword Master.

‘With such dramatic changes, it can’t have been just a few hours.’

Nodding, Lumian rose from his position.

And he paid his respects to the Knight King, Sinsieo Ainsworth, and Bercal Garcia.

Turning his gaze back to Philip III, he asked politely.

“Your Majesty, may I ask how much time has passed?”

“A week has passed!”

Flutter flutter!

Semu, who had been perched on Lumian’s head, flew toward the Knight King as he spoke.

Despite meeting for the first time, there was no wariness. Lumian showed a surprised expression.

“A whole week has passed?”

Grumble.

Right after speaking, a loud sound echoed from his stomach.

Lumian’s face reddened slightly as he nodded.

It seemed to be true. He was incredibly hungry.

“You must be very hungry.”

“No, no, Your Majesty.”

“Hahaha. Don’t be embarrassed. Having starved for a week in a young man’s body, you must feel like chewing on tree roots. Don’t worry, Sir Bucal brought some food.”

“Thank you, Sir Bucal.”

Bucal bowed his head and took out food from his backpack.

Lumian, wearing an embarrassed expression, tried to approach him.

However, he couldn’t due to the Knight King’s words.

“Sir Lumian.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“I’m truly sorry, but I can’t help it due to my unbearable curiosity.”

“What… Ah!”

Lumian nodded.

It was a foolish question. In this situation, there was only one thing he could be curious about.

‘He’s curious about how much my level has increased.’

It wasn’t just the Knight King.

Sinsieo Ainsworth and Bercal Garcia were also looking at him with sparkling eyes.

Semu, caught up in the atmosphere, also had question marks in his eyes.

Lumian made a hmm sound.

‘I’m curious too.’

He could tell he had become incomparably stronger than before. Even though he hadn’t finished adapting, he felt clear growth.

But to grasp exactly how much stronger he had become, he needed to swing his sword, move his body, and use his aura.

He bowed to Philip III and said.

“Then, I’ll take the liberty of swinging my sword here.”

“Hehe, don’t delay, I want to see it quickly.”

The other two people and one creature also urged Lumian with their eyes.

Nodding, he drew his sword and slowly exhaled.

And he drew up his aura with all his might.

Ziiiiiiiiing-!

The aura sword pierced through the night sky and soared upward.

It was on a different dimension from before. It surpassed 13 meters, surpassed 15 meters. It even far exceeded 20 meters.

A full 28 meters!

The three showed dazed expressions seeing the light sword that shot up so high their necks grew stiff.

“It might be loud, so be careful.”

Lumian muttered.

At this, the people hastily drew up their aura to protect their ears. Philip III covered Semu’s ears.

Right after, the massive aura sword fell toward the ground.

KWAAAAAAAANG!

A thunderous roar as if the world was collapsing echoed out.

Birds flying through the night sky and wild beasts running across the plain all startled and fled. Some fainted on the spot and wet themselves.

“…!”

The reactions of the Knight King and the others were quite a sight as well.

Three people with their mouths agape as if their jaws might drop, and one legendary animal.

Lumian, who had withdrawn his aura, quietly muttered.

“…I seem to have gotten much stronger than I thought.”

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