The Failed Swordmaster - Chapter 3

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Chapter 3 2. There’s Plenty of Reason to Step Forward (1)

Aura.

It is a mysterious energy that allows humans to transcend their limits.

The power called mana, which spreads subtly throughout the world, is drawn into the body through special breathing techniques. Then it is refined into a more easily usable form.

This refined power granted formidable abilities that ordinary people could never dream of.

It allowed famous knights to swing their swords to cut through iron plates, extend their fists to shatter rocks, and run faster than horses!

This was the great merit of aura.

And people called the method of accumulating such power aura cultivation techniques.

“Phew.”

Ryan Fromhart, no, Lumian Calard, who had just caught his breath, had also been using aura cultivation techniques. Through this, he was able to quickly improve his terrible physical condition.

In fact, that wasn’t all.

A full 50 percent.

In less than 30 minutes, Lumian’s aura reserves had increased by 50 percent.

Of course, Lumian’s aura reserves, not even being an official knight, were woefully insufficient, but even so, jumping up 1.5 times in such a short period was absolutely impossible. It was truly absurd.

However, Lumian wasn’t very satisfied.

‘Even using Jenas’s aura cultivation technique, this is all I get. My aptitude isn’t very good.’

It wasn’t even just any technique. It was a cultivation method he had painstakingly improved himself.

This meant it was an excellent cultivation technique that would be embarrassing to compare with the one from Tarasan Royal Knight Academy.

Of course, this wasn’t very important either.

Lumian scratched his cheek and thought.

‘Well, if I keep training, it’ll naturally get better.’

Aura could be created through effort, but a penis couldn’t be made through effort. At least that was his experience from his previous life.

Lumian Calard, still wearing a satisfied expression, vigorously opened the door to his room. He came down from the inn’s second-floor lodging and looked around the first-floor hall.

‘It’s quiet.’

Perhaps because it was an awkward time, too early for lunch, there were hardly any people eating or drinking.

Lumian wasn’t particularly interested in eating either.

Though he was slightly hungry, it was much more urgent to observe the ladies of the Kingdom of Tarasan. He naturally walked toward the entrance, and when he approached the door, he turned around and sat at a suitable table.

He had changed his mind. He should eat!

Lumian, who had quickly changed his mind, raised his hand slightly, and a waitress sitting near the counter approached with light steps.

That’s right.

It was this waitress, her beauty, that had changed Lumian’s mind.

Gulp.

Lumian, who had quickly scanned the waitress’s entire body, swallowed his dry saliva.

Honestly speaking, her face wasn’t extremely pretty.

Though he had been a eunuch, in his previous life he had quite high standards.

From the Queen and Princess he had guarded, to the nobles who frequented the palace and the maids who did odd jobs. The women around him had all boasted outstanding appearances.

Compared to them, the woman before his eyes now was plain beyond measure. In fact, making the comparison itself was nonsensical.

But.

‘Her figure is… good.’

Large breasts that radiated presence even with an apron tied around them.

And a curved waistline that made even passing men turn their heads for a second look.

It was excellent beyond measure. At least from Lumian’s perspective, who liked voluptuous figures.

Without realizing it, blood began rushing to his lower body.

Lumian spoke with a trembling voice.

“I’d like to or-order…”

“Yes, little customer. What would you like to have?”

It was a somewhat rude attitude.

Though he was the son of a rural lord, Lumian Calard was still a noble. He was definitely not of a status to be called ‘little customer’ by an inn employee.

However, Lumian understood with a generous heart.

‘She must have mistaken me for a commoner.’

This inn’s lodging fees were relatively cheap, and the clothes Lumian was currently wearing weren’t very luxurious either. The waitress had indeed made a mistake.

Actually, it didn’t matter at all.

Just having his thing working, feeling his heart pounding while talking to a woman – that itself felt too good.

“Wa-water, and fried eggs with bacon, sausage…”

“Yes. 35 copper, payment in advance.”

“Here…”

“Thank you! Since there are no other customers, it’ll be ready quickly!”

The waitress who took the order quickly disappeared and returned shortly after with warm food and water.

Chewing it with a stiff and rigid posture, Lumian thought to himself.

‘Damn… this is happiness…’

He couldn’t contain his joy.

He had only exchanged a few official words with the inn’s waitress, but Lumian was as happy as someone who owned the whole world.

When he had chatted with the pretty ladies in his previous life, he hadn’t felt this way. It was natural. Back then, both his thing and his heart were dead.

“I’m happy…”

Lumian, wearing a bright smile, stabbed a sausage with his fork and put it in his mouth.

The taste wasn’t great. But what did that matter?

‘I’m looking forward to the streets too.’

Lumian’s hands moved faster as he ate. He wanted to quickly go sightseeing on Tarasan’s streets.

Of course, even during this, he didn’t forget to steal glances at the waitress cleaning various parts of the inn.

Lumian had awakened his masculine instincts just one hour after reincarnation.

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“Hmm…”

Quite a lot of time had passed since leaving the inn.

When the blue sky was turning red, Lumian was sitting on a bench near the Plaza Fountain with a sullen expression.

Many women had passed before his eyes, but his expression showed no signs of brightening.

After spending about 5 more minutes like this, Lumian let out a big sigh and stood up from his seat.

‘My standards are… pointlessly too high!’

Though it hadn’t even been a full day since he’d gotten his thing, his eye for women was far too discerning.

He had somewhat expected this. Having experienced (only with his eyes) countless beauties in his previous life, it was natural in a way for his standards to be demanding.

But he hadn’t known they would be this high.

He sighed again and thought.

‘The inn employee really was pretty…’

Of course, Lumian hadn’t fallen into despair from the beginning. When he first came out to the streets to observe women, he could definitely feel his heart racing and his blood heating up.

But such stimulation cooled down in an instant. He became calm so quickly that even he was surprised.

He muttered a curse under his breath.

“Damn it.”

The faces of the ladies he had seen in his previous life spread out like a panorama in his mind. Each one had an unrealistic appearance, which made him even more annoyed.

‘If my standards are this high… it’ll be even harder to date!’

Lumian wore a gloomy expression.

He hated himself for having high standards despite having no dating experience for decades. It was like a new recruit just dragged to the battlefield having to take the enemy general’s head. It meant he felt incredibly overwhelmed.

But he wasn’t just feeling dejected.

A bit of defiance surged up from deep in his heart.

‘Damn it, what’s wrong with me?’

Right, what was he lacking?

He was no longer an old eunuch knight. He was a 15-year-old promising knight cadet with a fresh working thing.

His face wasn’t terrible, and his physique wasn’t bad either. Swordsmanship skills? Need he even mention it.

Even if he recovered just half of half of his previous life’s level, he was confident he could dominate the Kingdom of Tarasan.

‘The only things I lack are dating experience and confidence!’

These were areas he could sufficiently fill if he worked hard from now on, if he just changed his mindset.

‘It’s the same as swordsmanship. At first, being clumsy and lacking confidence is natural. But if you work hard, work hard, and work hard again, you’ll eventually reach your goal!’

I can get a pretty girlfriend if I try hard enough! Damn it!

Lumian shouted loudly in his mind and slapped both his cheeks with a sharp sound.

Then he puffed out his chest and looked up at the sky. Feeling much better, he muttered to himself.

“Let’s go back.”

Let’s return to the inn. Having made his decision, Lumian walked quickly toward his lodging.

As his mind became at ease, his instincts awakened once again. His instincts naturally desired the inn’s waitress, today’s greatest beauty.

Of course, Lumian had no intention of trying anything with the inn’s waitress.

He still lacked the experience for that.

If he could just exchange some light jokes while ordering, that much would be enough to satisfy him before going to bed.

With such thoughts and various fantasies in mind, before he knew it, the inn building came into view.

Unlike when he had left, he could hear noisy sounds coming from inside. Even though it was early evening, there seemed to be many drunk people already.

Lumian opened the door.

Creak.

‘At least there are seats available.’

Fortunately, it wasn’t completely full.

He had worried that the tables might be packed and he wouldn’t be able to see the waitress, but it was just needless concern. Lumian, relieved, quickly found an empty seat and sat down, and a staff member quickly approached to take his order.

It was a male waitstaff.

Lumian spoke curtly.

“Just give me whatever.”

“Excuse me?”

“Just bring me whatever meal sells the most.”

“Ah, yes…”

The waitstaff’s expression hardened at the very curt attitude, but nothing more happened. Though he thought this was a rude customer, he couldn’t get upset over something like this and still do his job.

‘I have to endure this.’

He had no idea that Lumian was far angrier than he was.

After confirming the waitstaff had disappeared, Lumian rested his chin on his hand. Then he let out a big sigh.

“Sigh.”

If there was any consolation, it was that there wasn’t no waitress at all. She was over in that corner, taking orders with a smiling face.

Hehehe. As if he had never been in a bad mood, Lumian’s expression relaxed and laughter flowed from his mouth.

Since his worry about whether the jokes he planned to make would work or not had disappeared, his heart felt even more at ease. With such a warm face, he began leisurely appreciating the female waitress’s figure.

Then, a loud noise was heard.

“Hey damn it, the order is wrong!”

“S-sir…”

“I told you to bring roast duck, when did I tell you to bring chicken? Are your ears blocked? Huh?”

‘What, is he drunk?’

Lumian glanced over and showed an indifferent reaction.

It was common for drunk patrons to get into arguments with staff. Unlike other customers who showed interested expressions, he watched the situation with an expressionless face.

The person doing the yelling had quite a menacing look. The threatening gestures toward the male waitstaff made Lumian’s eyes twitch slightly, but he didn’t feel the need to step in.

‘I’m not even an official knight anymore.’

Unless it was an extremely dangerous situation, he didn’t want to meddle in such common disputes. Probably like most arguments, it would end without incident, and even if something did happen, the security guards would come and handle it well.

While thinking this and taking a sip of water, Lumian’s eyes widened.

Because the situation had changed.

“I heard it! The customer just said he was ordering grilled chicken!”

“What, what? What are you talking about! I ordered roast duck!”

“Hmph! I was nearby then too, so I heard clearly. You definitely ordered grilled chicken and three beers. Why are you doing this now? Are you perhaps tempted by free side dishes? Is that it?”

“You bitch, how dare you call me a thief!”

Thud.

Crash!

The highly agitated drunk patron stood up from his seat. The chair that fell backward hit the floor with a loud noise.

The customers hardened their expressions at the menacing atmosphere, and the male waitstaff couldn’t say a word as he broke out in a cold sweat. Even in such a situation, the female waitress lifted her chin defiantly and looked at the drunk patron.

But Lumian could tell.

She was trembling.

She was terribly scared, but because she couldn’t just take it, she was forcibly squeezing out courage. That’s probably what it was.

Her two fists trembling while tightly gripping her skirt gave him certainty.

‘Now this changes things.’

This was a situation where he could look cool in front of a woman, and a pretty woman at that.

He couldn’t miss such an opportunity.

Having made his decision, Lumian quietly rose from his seat.

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