The Failed Swordmaster - Chapter 14

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Chapter 14 7. No, That’s Not It (2)

‘Though the fashion seems to have changed a bit.’

That was probably the case. Since it was a high-end clothing store, they wouldn’t put out outdated clothes. All the clothes in the store were somewhat different from the ones he had seen before.

But it hadn’t changed drastically compared to before. It wasn’t problematic enough to affect his selection.

Checking clothing sizes?

That was even easier.

Lumian had to instantly assess countless pieces of information about enemies – their build, reach, movements, aura, and more.

For someone like him, figuring out clothes that fit his body was nothing at all.

‘This feels kind of good?’

Who would have thought that experience he considered useless would shine like this!

It felt like his mood was soaring.

It wasn’t romance, but receiving recognition from experts(?) in a related field naturally made his shoulders bounce with pride.

Excited, Lumian proceeded to purchase gloves and shoes as well.

This time too, his choices were not wrong.

Praise from Teoro and Adel continued.

“Oh, good, really good! Why didn’t I notice this?”

“Hmm. Not bad.”

“Haha… Really?”

Lumian scratched the back of his head and smiled as he added more words.

“Since we’re at it, shall we go look at perfumes too?”

“…”

“…”

“Oh, and I saw in passing earlier, it seems like there are people who dye their hair too.”

Actually, he had never seen such people.

He was just speaking from memories of the past. In his previous life, there were quite a few people who dyed their hair silver using magical reagents to give off a mysterious feeling.

But the two’s reaction was not very good.

Adel spoke with a troubled expression.

“Hmm… friend, I think perfume is fine, but isn’t dyeing a bit excessive?”

“Right. Do it in moderation.”

“Ah, is it not good?”

“No, rather than not good… we look like complete kids to other people, right? If we try too hard and make it obvious on top of that, they might look down on us instead.”

“Ah, could that happen?”

“Right? Well, your hair color isn’t bad either, so let’s be satisfied with this much. Hahaha.”

“Hmm.”

Lumian checked his hair in the mirror inside the store.

Like a twilight wheat field, blonde with a slight reddish tinge mixed in.

It certainly didn’t look bad to him either.

Lumian smiled and said.

“Alright, let’s go!”

“Whew. You’re completely fired up, aren’t you?”

“Relax a bit. We’re just going for the experience.”

Teoro said.

At first glance it seemed like an indifferent tone, but it contained a bit of worry.

Lumian, who caught that, nodded seriously.

Right, when it came to romance, he was just a novice after all.

Having grasped his place, he muttered with a suddenly calmed demeanor.

“Well, that’s right. I’m not handsome like you guys, and I haven’t hung out with girls much either…”

“No, there’s absolutely no need to think like that!”

Adel shook his head vigorously and said emphatically.

“You don’t need to worry that much, okay? Honestly, being handsome does make things easier at balls, but… no, you just need to not be completely ugly. First impressions can be overcome to some extent by dressing well, and after that you can handle it with your mouth and manners.”

“Right. Don’t worry too much. Once you watch what we do, you’ll get the hang of it.”

“Teoro…”

Lumian’s eyes grew moist.

Infinite trust in Teoro welled up. It felt like an experienced veteran knight was standing before him.

He uttered the same words once again.

“Alright! Let’s go!”

“Right. The time is just right too! Let’s go!”

Adel chimed in, and Teoro nodded silently.

Lumian obediently followed behind them as they walked leisurely toward the ballroom.

It was a more thrilling moment than when he had received knighthood directly from the king.

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The moment he entered the place where the ball was being held, Lumian felt as if his heart had been pulled outside his body.

He couldn’t collect himself.

Brilliant magical lighting, subtle perfume scents, high-pitched laughter heard from here and there.

It was a completely different world from the Academy. Lumian gazed in fascination at the new world unfolding before him.

‘In my previous life, this was just a tedious and sad place…’

Just having that thing made such a difference in how it felt.

His face naturally flushed and blood rushed to his member.

‘Ah, this won’t do.’

Calm down, stay composed.

Lumian desperately tried to maintain a clear mind like still water.

Fortunately, it worked. Having escaped the crisis of embarrassment, he looked at Teoro and Adel.

Though they were 15-year-old boys much younger than him, at least in this place they were more adult than him.

He should rightfully respect them and learn from them. He had to learn their know-how with the heart of a knight’s squire.

Indeed, what kind of behavior would these guys show toward the ladies of the ball?

Would they captivate women with flashy eloquence that caught the eye?

Or would they smoothly make their moves in a subtle and quiet atmosphere?

His anticipation soared to the sky.

Then, Adel Friedman made a startled expression.

“Ah!”

“What, what is it. Why are you like that?”

“She’s totally my ideal type!”

He muttered blankly and walked quickly toward a lady. She was a woman with a haughty-looking face wearing a bright pink dress.

Adel’s movements were very light. His movement through the crowd to reach his target was no less than a knight cadet’s.

He disappeared in an instant like that. Leaving Teoro and Lumian behind.

“…”

“…”

“Well, I was the one who brought up teaching you. That guy… don’t mind him. He’s originally like that.”

“I, I see.”

“I’ll show you the most natural way to approach women. From conversation to dancing. After you see it once, you can try it too…”

Then, another unexpected situation occurred.

A lovely lady approached Teoro first.

“What’s this, Teoro?”

“This should… huh, huh? Rania?”

“What! If you were coming today, you should have told me!”

“Ah, well…”

“What. Are you going to make me keep standing here? A man who makes a lady act first is disgusting.”

“No, that’s not it… I have something to do right now…”

“Ugh, so frustrating!”

The lady grabbed Teoro’s hand with a bold expression and pulled him along.

Teoro couldn’t bring himself to shake off her hand. As he was dragged away, he mouthed words to Lumian.

‘I’ll be right back!’

“….”

It didn’t seem like he’d be back anytime soon.

Lumian turned his head toward where Adel Friedman had gone far away. But he was nowhere to be seen. It seemed he had disappeared to the terrace or garden with a woman.

Voices and laughter could be heard. The sound of glasses clinking, and the clicking of shoes as people danced.

Everyone was noisy, but only Lumian was quiet.

He felt lonely. Suddenly becoming melancholy, he muttered softly.

“Damn it.”

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