Episode 117
Translator : Missme
Editor : Aru
âThat makes no sense.â
âIt doesnât make no sense. Becauseâ¦â¦itâs becauseâ¦.â
The moment has finally come to tell the truth. I was about to spit out the words that tickled my throat.
Then suddenly the door of the greenhouse terrace burst open.
âBessie!â
Alex opened the glass door and rushed in and stopped.
âOh, my lady is here, too.â
âAlex? Why are youâ¦â¦.â
Bessie turned away from me with a puzzled look. Alex took a breath from his seat as if he had run all the way here.
What timing is this? Alexâs mouth opened at his bewilderment.
âThis is good. My lady also could come with me.â
âWhere?â
âTo the training field!â
The training field? Alex continued when asked for an explanation with a look on my face.
âHis Excellency is in the middle of a battle with the knights at the training field.â
âHuh?â
âOh, His Excellency? What brings him there?â
âI donât know. Anyway, so now everyone is crowding and watching. Let us go too.â
Alex rolled his feet in place as if he was in a hurry. Bessie looked back at me.
âWhat would you do, my lady? Would you like to go?â
âUh, wellâ¦â
âLetâs go!â
While agonizing, Alexâs head suddenly cut in between Bessie and me. Oh my gosh.
âYouâre going, arenât you, my lady? Huh? Itâs not easy to see His Excellency battle with the knights. Itâs not an everyday opportunity .â
Heâs like Gyerg who throws a coin at me in a cave.
Anyway, Alexâs eyes were shining eagerly. It is not easy to get a response of rejection.
ââ¦â¦..Yes, letâs go.â
Eventually, I rose from the chair where I was sitting. Alex jumped up and down from his seat as if he were happy and took the lead. Would that be so nice?
Bessie followed me along and brought up the words.
âBy the way, itâs very rare, indeed. What kind of wind is suddenly blowing?â
Well. Well, I lightly echoed Bessieâs words.
âI know right.â
There was a reason why Alex treated Ashâs sparring that was happening now at the aerodrome as any hidden event.
Ashâs handling of the sword is already well known both inside and outside the mansion.
Perhaps it is enough to publicly rumour that all of the knights of the Duke family have to spar against Ashâs ability.
Not much wrong, but.
Anyway, itâs such a recognized skill both inside and outside, but Ash rarely showed it to others unless it was necessary.
Here, the necessary time is limited to the situation when the country entrusts the subjugation to Ash like a while ago, or when the person needs to be caught and killed is in front of his eyes, or anyway, a situation which made him essential to draw his sword.
Naturally, the training field was not included. That was a job that he didnât have to do.
Very often, Ash did warm up, but very occasionally. Before he became the Duke and as busy as he is now.
Therefore, it is not unreasonable that Ash is being treated as a piece of rare news that he is in a battle in the training field.
âA sparringâ¦.â
The knights must have been really excited, but Iâve overheard them talking to each other before, and I think there was quite a lifetime wish to spar against Ash with the sword.
Iâm sure their wish had come true. Do I need to congratulate them when I go?
While walking with that thought, Alex was in a hurry to walk faster.
I donât know anything else, but Alex was taller than others. So when Alex hastened his walk, the distance quickly separated from me.
No, this guy. If youâre so alert, we should run after you!
I thought Iâd just run for a while, but I changed my mind right away.
My body screamed as soon as I tried to run.
âMy back hurtsâ¦â¦.â
I forgot. What a great day I had yesterday. As the pace slowed, Bessie turned around.
âLady? Are you all right?â
âUh, yeah. Itâs okay. I just have a backacheâ¦â¦.â
âBackache?â
Oops, did I say it too straightforwardly?
âNo, itâs notââ
âYou must have slept wrong yesterday. Oh, why did you come out before I went to wake you up in the morning because you couldnât sleep well?â
ââ¦â¦uh, yeah.â
âIâll go up to your room and give you a nice back massage later. Iâll apply some oil.â
I donât know the rest, but I like her back massage. So, I ignored my conscience and nodded.
When I arrived at the training field, it was already really full of people.
I moved away and settled down. Iâm worried that if I get closer, Iâll get dusty.
But even if I looked closely, I wouldnât have worried about the dust. Because Ash wasnât dealing with the knights so violently that there was dust.
âOne shot, one kill.â
Sometimes I saw two shots, but it seemed that it was because Ash was watching me during the battle rather than because the opponent was excellent.
âThatâs amazing.â
I sat in the simple chair that Alex provided, and crossed my legs and ticked comfortably.
The appearance of Ash wearing a sword is one of the things that I do not get used to even though I often see it.
How can a person move like that? How the hell does he swing that long sword like that?
Iâm telling you, thatâs actually all the muscles hidden in those clothesâ¦â¦..
ââ¦..â¦.â
I thought blankly and lowered my head. It was too obvious that my face would have turned red so I couldnât show it to othersâ¦
âAre you crazy? Donât imagine. Dumb, at least not here.â
There must be a demon in my eyes that made me look at him so sensational, even though he was wearing active clothes that canât be seen with exposure.
Go away, demon. Just come back later, seeing the time and place. Do you understand?
Then I heard a small roar down to my low, where I had dropped my head.
âDavery!â
âSir Davery Sack!â
There were also a few shy screams among the voices that chanted his names.
I raised my head puzzled by the scream. Oh, I see, Sir Davery was quite popular.
Come to think of it, as I have mentioned several times before, Sir Davery is rarely tall and handsome. Iâm sure some supporters like him.
In the middle of the training field, looking up with his head, Sir Davery was confronting Ash with a sword in one hand.
Ash looked a little surprised.
âI didnât expect you to come out.â
âShouldnât I be broken sometimes?â
That sounded as if Ash would never break unless he was the opponent. Heâs become cocky.
It wasnât just me who heard that, so booing poured out around me.
âThatâs cocky!â
âIf you wanted to be so broken, why didnât you ask me? I can wake you every day!â
âDavery, thatâs arrogant.â
There was a lot of booing and Sir Davery seemed to be retorting, but his voice was buried around and could not be heard.
Soon Ash lifted the sword.
It looks like the battle is about to begin.
This time I re-positioned and focused a little. Sir Daveryâs skill was confirmed the other day in a battle with Dylan.
It was quite impressive, I wonder what would happen if he sparred with Ash.
So Iâm not saying Iâm curious about the outcome, but Iâm curious about how long heâll last.
And with the surroundings suddenly quiet, whether I was the only one who focused, Sir Davery ran at Ash first.
A shrill sound rang. Usually, a sword held by Ashâs opponent flew from here.
But Sir Davery was fine. Seeing it pushed, it seemed like there was some shock.
Then Ash went after Sir Darberry this time. Everything can be seen right to my eyes.
The sword moved at such a high speed as not to be.
Wow, no, wait a minute, how did you stop that now? How did you avoid that again?
I couldnât take my eyes off the sparrings.
It was a surprising and mysterious sight to be taken apart.
Those who booed Sir Davery a little while ago seemed speechless as if they didnât know heâd go that far.
There is one thing that has become clear at this point. Sir Davery was at least the longest of the knights that struck Ash today.
And he was still holding out.
âUgh!â
At that moment Ashâs sword pierced Sir Daveryâs loophole fiercely. Sir Davery was seen rolling himself away from the sword.
Itâs a dusting. Itâs going to be the first time in this battle.
âAre you going to do more?â
Ash asked, who aimed the sword at Sir Darberry whose posture had fallen.
Sir Davery was breathing on one knee. He looked exhausted enough to stop.
But Sir Davery seemed to have no intention of stopping.
âAre you letting me do more?â
âIf you want.â
ââ¦â¦.then excuse me.â
Sir Davery sprang up and swung the sword again. Ash took a step back and took the sword. The iron sounded loud.
Surprisingly, it was after some time that the battle was over.
Because Sir Davery kept coming at Ash until he was so exhausted that he couldnât lift a finger.
It wasnât until the end of the battle that Sir Davery was completely lying on the floor until his strength reached the limit and he couldnât hold his sword anymore.
Even after he said that he couldnât get up.
I noticed that by then Ashâs breath was rather short. No matter how bright the sun is during the day, I felt like he was sweating a little this winter.
Lying on the ground as a bed, Sir Davery murmured.
ââ¦â¦â¦.As expected, I still canât do it.â
Itâs too small to hear. What did he say? Then Ash looked down at Sir Davery and said.
âYouâve improved a lot.â
âWell, Hoohh, I still canât even touch your collar.â
âItâd be perfect if you lowered your eyes a little.â
Sir Davery smiled in a relaxed manner. What were they talking about? I canât hear well because the surroundings are noisy again.
I was curious, but I saw Ash hand over the sword to the servant and approach this way.
I guess the battle is over now. Sir Davery was the last.
I mumbled and raised myself to see Ash approaching me in exactly the direction I was. My heart was beating faster again.
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