The Failed Swordmaster - Chapter 54

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Chapter 54 25. You’ve Changed a Lot (1)

“Brother, brother! Please calm down!”

Morghen called out to Lumian while breaking out in a cold sweat. He was trying to stop him.

Why on earth was this respectable gentleman acting like this?

Just as this question arose in his mind, he made eye contact with Lumian who had turned his head.

And then he realized.

The fact that Lumian was completely drunk.

‘Damn, come to think of it, his body has changed!’

No wonder. There’s no way brother could joke around without being nervous.

He belatedly recognized his mistake and moved to suppress the situation.

“Brother, let’s go outside first. Put away your Aura Sword.”

“What? We’re leaving? Why?”

“It’s your younger brother’s earnest request. Please.”

“But…”

Lumian trailed off as he looked toward the women.

It seemed like he wouldn’t budge easily.

Morghen tried to persuade Lumian once more.

“Let’s go out and have a strategy meeting. If you listen to me, today will be 100% successful.”

“Really? Then we should go. Let’s go.”

“…”

Watching Lumian immediately head outside the store, Morghen made a dejected expression.

He didn’t even pretend to listen to his younger brother’s earnest request. But mention a strategy meeting and he moves right away.

Of course, such thoughts were brief. He moved quickly.

He caught sight of a waitstaff member leaving the store. Probably going to call the Security Force.

The moment they arrived, things would become extremely troublesome.

If the investigation took too long, it could disrupt his brother’s schedule.

‘The women are unfortunate, but… let’s give up. It’s not like today is the only day.’

Morghen quickly disappeared, dragging Lumian along.

Even until then, Sir Linel hadn’t regained her composure.

‘A kid who doesn’t even look 20… an Aura Sword…’

A major incident that even calling it surprising wasn’t enough.

In fact, he looked like he was barely in his mid-teens, let alone 20. But since that couldn’t be possible, it was natural for her to be in such a daze.

‘It wasn’t just the aura. His swordsmanship was… incredible too.’

It wasn’t simply fast.

The storm of swords pouring from multiple angles in an instant was something even she, who had reached Expert long ago, wouldn’t be confident in blocking.

Moreover, he had done this while drunk, so there was no need to further explain how incredible the young man’s skills were.

‘The person next to him also seemed extraordinary… who on earth…’

“Ah! Oh no!”

Sir Linel, who had suddenly come to her senses, rose from her seat.

There was no time to be doing this. Securing their whereabouts was important first.

She quickly left the store and looked around.

But they had already disappeared.

Biting her lower lip repeatedly, she headed toward the castle.

She needed to make a report first, then begin an investigation with official support.

If they had left the city, she would need to check the entry and exit records.

‘I hope they’re unaffiliated. Though that’s unlikely…’

But she couldn’t just sit idle. It wouldn’t be too late to think after taking action first.

Such talented individuals were definitely worth knowing about.

Thus, another country became aware of Lumian’s tremendous talent.

The Knights Kingdom Jenas.

The Kingdom of Women Rodizia.

They had discovered this thanks to Lumian showing off in front of women.

It was truly a strange and absurd coincidence.

* * *

“Damn, damn, damn…”

“Brother. It’s okay. These things happen.”

“Shit, shit, shit…”

“Everyone makes mistakes after drinking once in a while. Your previous life self never got drunk, so you wouldn’t have known… Anyway, just be careful from now on. And it’s not like you made such a big mistake. The other side was the one causing trouble.”

“…Sigh.”

Lumian let out a deep sigh.

Morghen’s words were hardly any comfort.

His previous life self had been a 60-year-old man.

Of course, he was now in the body of a 15-year-old boy, but still, the fact that he had acted so foolishly in front of his younger brother was hard to accept.

‘From now on, I’ll have to drink while controlling myself…’

One embarrassing moment was enough.

As he secretly left the trade city, Lumian resolved not to forget today’s events for a long time.

“Phew…”

But the memories of the drinking session weren’t filled only with shame.

His regret was equally as great.

Lumian quietly closed his eyes and recalled a woman.

The female mercenary with glossy black hair and attractively upturned eyes.

The image of her looking slightly surprised when he approached, then gently closing her eyes, kept circling in his mind.

‘If I had just approached her then… could I have had my first kiss?’

Probably so.

Of course, it was something he could only do because he was drunk. He could never do something so bold while sober.

In fact, now that he was sober, Lumian’s mind was filled with all sorts of thoughts.

His first kiss.

Furthermore, was it right to give his virginity to someone of the opposite sex he’d met for the first time at a drinking session?

Wasn’t his view of romance far from such things?

But even so, wouldn’t it have been right to just go straight ahead in that situation?

Isn’t that what being a man is about?

‘If I hadn’t been drunk, I probably would have frozen up, unable to do anything while worrying about this. Like a borrowed sack of barley.’

Damn.

He didn’t know. Lumian continued his contemplation in silence all the way to his estate.

It was a fundamental worry about whether he had been giving meaning to useless things all along.

‘Does a man’s first time have value?’

Honestly speaking, a woman’s first time has value, but who acknowledges a man’s first time?

Isn’t there an extreme difference, like between a castle that has never been conquered and a soldier who has never charged?

Of course, he had lived believing that his own had value, contrary to such social perceptions.

But after the drinking session in Rodizia, such thoughts began to waver little by little.

‘What’s the right answer?’

He couldn’t tell.

One thing that was certain was his regret at not being able to beat up those Squinty-eyed and Bearded Men.

As he was burning with such anger and hatred toward the two, Morghen, who had been quietly observing for several days, spoke in a low voice.

“Brother thinks too much.”

“Hmm…”

“Of course, that’s not necessarily wrong… but if you want to date, it’s advantageous to empty your head a bit. Just let it all go. Though that’s not easy.”

“Right. It seems particularly difficult for me.”

“I think so too. Brother has always been someone who thinks a lot… Well, don’t worry too much about it.”

Morghen pulled out a leather pouch.

He gulped down the water and wiped his mouth as he continued speaking.

“Still, someone with your personality will have an advantage when it comes to marriage.”

“…Marriage?”

“Yes, well. Dating is one thing—you can meet casually and break up casually without much consequence, but marriage is different, isn’t it? A cautious personality like yours is good for that.”

“Is that so.”

“Actually, I don’t really know either. I just think it would be like that, you know? I have no intention of getting married anyway. Ugh, my butt hurts from riding this horse all the time!”

Morghen suddenly shouted loudly and jumped down from his horse.

Then he smacked the horse’s rump with his palm, making a loud slap!

Neigh-!

The horse disappeared into the distance. Morghen grinned and said,

“Ah, what a crisp sound.”

“What are you doing?”

“You should get down too, brother. Since we’re feeling gloomy, how about we have a good run?”

“Why bother with something so troublesome. I’m not in the mood for that.”

“Hey, don’t tell me you’re not confident you can catch up to me?”

Lumian let out a hollow laugh at Morghen’s provocation.

He spoke in a tone of disbelief.

“You little brat, you’ve gotten quite cocky, haven’t you?”

“I am a Sword Master, after all. Unlike before, it’s a fact that I’m above you now, brother.”

“Heh.”

“Well, if you’re not confident, you can chase me on horseback. I’m going first!”

Whoosh!

Having finished speaking, Morghen shot forward at a terrifying speed.

Watching this, Lumian let out a chuckle.

The way he treated him much more casually than before. Of course, it didn’t feel bad.

It was partly because he knew Morghen was looking out for him in his own way, and partly because his own personality had become more easygoing.

‘Should I play along for once?’

Nodding his head, Lumian jumped down from his horse. Then, just like Morghen had done, he struck its rump with all his might.

Neigh-!

He didn’t feel sorry for the horse. He had plenty of money.

More than that, his competitive spirit had awakened after a long time.

Just how far can the current me go against a Sword Master?

To find out, Lumian drew up his aura with full power.

And he stomped his foot vigorously.

Boom!

Whoosh-!

In an instant, Lumian caught up behind his sworn brother.

Morghen pretended to be surprised.

“Pretty fast for an Expert?”

“Hahaha.”

“Oh, you even have the leisure to laugh. Can I increase the speed a bit?”

“Let’s see, give it a try.”

“Good. Here I go!”

Whooom!

Boom boom boom boom boom!

“…That guy really has improved tremendously.”

Lumian muttered with an impressed expression.

He certainly wasn’t the little brother he used to know. He had already become a powerhouse who wouldn’t be outmatched anywhere on the continent.

Of course, that didn’t mean he could show weakness.

Lumian drew up his aura even more powerfully.

Rumble

The mountain’s aura that had been crouched in his core was released. Feeling his entire body become refreshed, Lumian also stomped his foot vigorously.

Boom!

Seeing Lumian successfully catch up behind him again, Morghen let out a laugh.

They raced across the plains without stopping for even a moment.

No monster or band of thieves dared to try following the two of them.

* * *

“Huff, huff, haah.”

“Haha. As expected, you can’t quite match up to a Sword Master.”

“Damn it, huff. Yeah, you’re great, huff.”

“This is me saying I’m no longer the same as before.”

After the race ended, Morghen spoke in a confident tone.

But contrary to his confident attitude, he was actually very surprised inside.

He had never expected that Lumian, who was merely an Expert, would be able to keep up this well.

‘No, how is this even possible?’

Of course, there are differences in efficiency depending on how wastefully one handles aura and how appropriately one utilizes it… but even so, to pursue right up to a Sword Master’s heels.

This didn’t make sense.

Considering his aura reserves, he should have collapsed hours ago.

‘Has the monster become even more of a monster?’

Morghen felt chills running down his spine.

If he stayed complacent, he might be caught up to by his brother in less than two years.

“Huff, huff. Ah, now I feel like I can live.”

Lumian said as he calmed his breathing.

He too was quite satisfied with his condition.

Drawing upon the energy of the vegetation covering the mountain, and borrowing the energy of the earth that supported it.

While alternately drawing upon these powers, he continuously gathered aura from the flowing water and pouring sunlight, making his endurance incredibly good.

That wasn’t all.

While unfolding Hell’s Race, Lumian had even realized how to use the mountain’s aura in a completely different way.

Although it still lacked stability and couldn’t be used in actual combat…

‘It’s definitely worth researching.’

A smile naturally appeared on his face.

Morghen looked at him with a puzzled expression.

“What are you so happy about?”

“Hm? Ah, of course I’m happy. I’ve come to my hometown.”

“Hometown… Come to think of it, you never really had a place to call hometown, brother.”

“That’s right, since I can’t remember. Now this is my hometown. Though it’s small.”

Lumian said as he looked at the estate spread out before his eyes.

True to a rural estate, it wasn’t large in scale. Nor was it glamorous.

But such things weren’t important.

Even though this was the first time actually seeing it, his hometown had the mysterious power to make Lumian’s heart peaceful.

A feeling he could never experience in his previous life as a war orphan.

‘Not bad.’

“Let’s go.”

“Yes, brother.”

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Lumian strode toward the castle gate.

At the entrance, small in scale but neatly maintained, two guards were standing.

Both were people he knew.

Lumian called out their names.

“Edward, Evans.”

“Huh, what? Young master?”

“Young master, have you arrived?”

“Yes. Father called for me, so I came. You’ve been working hard.”

Lumian smiled refreshingly as he praised them.

The guards looked dazed seeing the young master pat their shoulders.

Then they snapped back to their senses with a start and bowed respectfully.

“It’s fine, it’s fine. Just do it moderately. Keep up the good work.”

“Ah, by any chance, who is the person next to you…?”

“He’s my guest. I’ll handle it myself, so don’t worry about it. Well then, I’m going in.”

“Yes! Loyalty!”

The two guards saluted with disciplined movements. Lumian nodded and disappeared inside with Morghen.

The guards stared blankly at Lumian’s retreating figure for quite a while.

One of them, the one called Evans, spoke with a bewildered expression.

“What the… Is that really the young master?”

“It is him, but… still…”

“He’s changed tremendously, hasn’t he?”

“Right. He’s changed so much. His body has gotten incredibly good too. His face still looks gentle though.”

“His atmosphere is different too, isn’t it? Uh. I mean… hmm…”

“He seemed more confident.”

“Right, that’s it.”

The two looked at each other and nodded.

And then they turned their gaze back toward where Lumian had disappeared.

After standing like that for a while, one of them, Edward, opened his mouth.

“Well, anyway, it’s good to see.”

“Right. That confident appearance will surely… please the lord.”

“He was very worried.”

The two guards nodded again.

Completely unaware of their reaction, Lumian Calard headed straight toward the Manor House.

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