The Failed Swordmaster - Chapter 17

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Chapter 17 9. The Price Required for Learning (1)

The day after Bumer Simpson’s attack.

Teoro Shutgarn made his way to the training grounds early in the morning. It was to meet someone.

Every morning, the one who worked up a sweat sculpting his body among the crude exercise equipment.

Lumian greeted Teoro when he saw him.

“Oh, Teoro. Thanks for yesterday. Of all times for me to make such a mistake…”

“Lumian.”

“Yeah?”

“Could you… teach me how to handle aura?”

Teoro got straight to the point.

He knew it would obviously seem shameless. But he didn’t bother beating around the bush.

If you’re in a position to ask for something, it’s better to say it cleanly like this. At least that’s what Teoro thought.

‘If he refuses, there’s nothing I can do.’

He would probably be refused with 99 percent certainty. But not wanting to miss that 1 percent possibility, Teoro lowered his head along with his pride.

And Lumian nodded so readily that it made Teoro look foolish.

“Sure.”

“…Huh?”

“I said okay. I’ll teach you.”

“…”

“What’s with that expression?”

Lumian asked with a puzzled look. Teoro couldn’t speak for a moment as he tried to sort out his confused thoughts.

‘No way, he’s agreeing to teach me this easily?’

He couldn’t understand it.

There wasn’t particularly deep friendship between him and Lumian. No, rather they had been on bad terms until last year.

At most, he had given some help regarding romance recently, but that was something anyone could do.

Teaching someone how to handle aura, revealing the secret of his rapid growth, was a completely different matter.

But to nod so readily, without asking or questioning anything, Teoro couldn’t help but be surprised.

He said with a still bewildered face.

“No, you’re agreeing to teach me too easily… Hmm. To be honest, I think my current behavior could seem quite despicable…”

“Hmm. Is that so?”

Lumian didn’t particularly think so.

Of course, the original owner of this body hadn’t thought well of Teoro, but that was that guy.

For his current self, there was no more reliable connection than this guy.

‘Who else would take me to the ballroom when I knew nothing, and clean up the mess I made… Where else would I find such a guy?’

To continue getting advice related to romance in the future, his relationship with Teoro needed to become even stronger.

Besides, giving teachings wasn’t particularly burdensome.

‘In the first place, giving a few teachings to a little brat like this…’

No, even if he gave dozens of teachings, his foundation wouldn’t be depleted. His level was that high.

Actually, it wouldn’t matter even if it was depleted.

Even in his previous life, Lumian wasn’t stingy with his teachings.

The more the knight order’s skills improved through his help, the more excellent and trustworthy knights there were, the stronger the country became.

When the country became strong, naturally the people could engage in their livelihoods with peace of mind, and the nation’s finances became prosperous. Accordingly, it was inevitable that the king’s worries would decrease.

‘Hoarding everything just to benefit yourself isn’t knight-like behavior. Everyone should prosper together.’

Though he had become a lustful 15-year-old youth, he was still an excellent knight.

He was ready to share anything except women’s interest and love. He smiled and said to Teoro.

“It’s fine. You don’t need to feel too burdened. If you’re okay with it, I’ll teach you various things from now on.”

“…Thank you.”

Teoro Shutgarn nodded slightly.

The cold morning air and the not-yet-fully-bright gray background enveloped him.

Looking at the handsome Teoro who exuded a cold yet noble charm, Lumian pouted.

‘Damn, he’s handsome. Should I just not teach him?’

Though there was a moment of conflict, Lumian wasn’t such a petty man. He forcibly managed his expression that was about to harden and patted Teoro’s shoulder.

And he started exercising again.

“Whew.”

Teoro let out a big breath.

He felt like he had crossed a big mountain. Though he had come thinking he would be refused, he had still hoped Lumian would grant his request, so he couldn’t help but be tense.

He sat on a nearby bench, massaging his arms and legs while watching Lumian exercise.

And he was greatly surprised.

‘It hasn’t even been two weeks… and he’s improved this much?’

Teoro recalled the first day of the semester.

Lumian at that time was in a completely terrible state from a physical standpoint.

His strength and flexibility were lacking even compared to the freckled boy who was below class average, so it would be fair to say he was at the bottom of his grade.

But now, just over ten days later, he had become a different person.

His strength, muscular endurance, and cardiovascular endurance had all grown dramatically. It was at a level that defied common sense.

‘Even if you repeat hard training and rest, is this possible?’

It was impossible. At least according to Teoro’s knowledge.

Of course, if you used aura to dramatically increase the body’s recovery ability, you could achieve results much faster than ordinary people, but there were still limits.

Even if muscles could endure it, joints and ligaments couldn’t. Those were areas that were difficult to heal no matter how proficient you were with aura.

Of course.

Whooooom!

This was only by Teoro’s standards; Lumian’s standards were completely different.

Things that even veteran knights would say were ‘impossible,’ Lumian could do them all.

At least in terms of aura utilization, he was the best on the continent.

It was ironic that he was using that exceptional aura control for ‘building a body popular with women,’ but that’s how it was.

“Whew. Done. Ah, sorry. You must have been bored waiting.”

“No, not really… I don’t have anything to do on weekends anyway.”

“Still, watching someone else exercise isn’t exactly fun, whew. Alright, do you want to start learning right away from today? Hmm, but what part should I teach you?”

Teoro’s face lit up at Lumian’s muttering.

Right, understanding Lumian was impossible anyway.

Rather than that, it was important to learn even one more thing from this mysterious guy.

Let’s study hard. And definitely graduate from the Academy with good grades and join the Royal Guard.

Teoro, who had firmly resolved this in his heart, opened his mouth.

“Then, first, how to densely infuse aura into a sword…”

“Wait, wait a minute!”

A voice that drowned out his words came from behind.

Teoro turned his head. Lumian had already sensed the presence and was frowning. Teoro also grimaced as soon as he recognized who it was.

The name flowed from Lumian’s lips.

“Bumer Simpson.”

“I’m sorry. I’m really sorry.”

“What’s with this guy?”

Bumer Simpson, who had approached them, suddenly bowed his head. And he offered words of apology.

Lumian made a bewildered expression, but he didn’t care. Bumer quickly poured out what he had to say.

“About yesterday, I’m really sorry. I just believed what the Large Boy and others said without properly checking…”

Bumer continued his lengthy excuses.

That he had misunderstood that Teoro and Lumian had badmouthed him.

That he had sternly told the Large Boy Family, who had made him misunderstand, not to do such things anymore.

That the insults he had hurled yesterday were definitely his mistake and he would never do such things again.

Finally, that as Lumian had said yesterday, he would become an excellent knight candidate who would never mock or bully others again.

After hearing all this, Lumian nodded with a reluctant expression.

“Alright, I understand. I’ll forgive you.”

“Thank you. Really, thank you.”

With him going this far, it would be awkward for him as an adult to keep holding a grudge.

Lumian decided to generously forgive Bumer Simpson.

“Apologize to Teoro too.”

“Teoro, I’m really sorry. I’ll never pick fights with you again.”

“….”

“Just accept it and let’s end this.”

“Fine.”

“Th-thank you, Teoro.”

Bumer Simpson bowed his head once more and answered gratefully.

His face looked brighter than before, as if he had lifted a weight off his heart.

Seeing this, Lumian smiled slightly. Forgiving him made his own heart feel at ease too.

But when the guy immediately brought up his next business, that feeling completely reversed.

“And, if it’s possible… what you showed yesterday… using Aura to enhance physical strength, could you somehow…”

“No. Go away.”

At Bumer Simpson’s request for teaching, Lumian coldly shook his head.

It was a reaction as cold as a bitter winter wind. This was natural.

Though he said he wouldn’t hold grudges anymore, he couldn’t help it. The wounds from the guy’s words still remained in his heart. Blood was still trickling from wounds that hadn’t healed yet.

‘Teoro is fine, but not you, you bastard.’

Lumian put force in his eyes and added one more thing.

“I won’t change my mind, so hurry up and leave.”

“Please!”

But Bumer Simpson was persistent.

He kept clinging and pleading.

He had no choice. Lumian’s display yesterday had come as an enormous shock to him.

‘This guy… is amazing!’

Though he had a nasty temper, Bumer was in some ways also a straightforward man.

He cleanly accepted yesterday’s results. Since he was the one in the wrong, not a trace of hatred remained.

Instead, infinite admiration for Lumian’s strength took its place.

‘If I could learn from this guy, I could become much stronger than I am now!’

It wasn’t speculation but conviction.

Of course, to do that, he first had to change this stubborn guy’s mind.

Bumer Simpson continued to beg and beg again.

“Please!”

“No.”

“Big brother!”

“I said no. If you want to learn something so badly, go to a professor. Or what’s his name, that guy who’s first in his year. Go find him.”

“There’s no way the swordsmanship professor would give personal instruction to a second-year nobody. He’s busy enough handling the graduating class… Besides, Cal Krone is busy taking care of his own class.”

“I’m busy too.”

“Please, big brother! I’ll do anything.”

“Really? Anything?”

Lumian’s eyes changed.

Taking this as a positive sign, Bumer Simpson nodded, and Lumian continued with a serious expression.

“Be loyal to the king, fight for the country, and strive to protect the people. Don’t grab innocent people and torment them like yesterday.”

“Of course. I already said so earlier. There will absolutely never be such incidents again.”

“Good. You’ve learned everything you need to learn. You may descend the mountain now.”

“Ah please, big brother.”

“Stop calling me brother. It doesn’t feel good when you call me that.”

‘This bastard is really cold.’

Bumer sighed.

Of course, he hadn’t thought it would be easy. He knew what he had done, and he understood that his request itself wasn’t trivial.

Now he had no choice. He had hoped to persuade the guy without any losses if possible, but that seemed impossible.

‘Damn, I was saving these…’

Bumer Simpson rummaged through the bag he had brought and pulled out something.

Lumian checked this with a sidelong glance. Regardless of treating him coldly, he was curious about what the guy was doing.

And he was greatly surprised.

“Wait, this is!”

“Shh. Keep it down.”

Three booklets filled with erotic illustrations of men and women.

Bumer Simpson, who presented them, whispered quietly.

“These are precious items drawn with ultra-precise techniques.”

“…!”

Lumian’s pupils shook.

He gulped.

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