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Translator: FusionX
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The sparring match was decided rather suddenly, but it wasnât entirely a bad thing.
I also wanted to check the prostheticâs performance.
Testing it in a real battle was an option, but...
It could lead to serious injuries, even death.
Plus, as Cluna said, Yuren and Bayard were too strong and could potentially destroy the prosthetic.
Sparring with Helia didnât seem like a good idea either and Ruby was on guard duty.
So, the most suitable opponent was, without a doubt, Clara.
The sparring match took place in the fortress courtyard.
I slowly moved my fingers.
Was it because of the combination of Dwarf technology and Clunaâs magic?
It moved smoothly.
Cluna had mentioned that it could actually weaken someone with superhuman strength.
But I was on the weaker side, so it wouldnât be a problem.
On the contrary, there was a chance it could make me stronger.
A punch from a steel fist would hurt more than a regular punch.
âReady?â
âYes, Commander. Iâm ready.â
âAlright, letâs go.â
We started the sparring match with simple wooden weapons.
The first to surrender or draw blood would lose.
I held my wooden sword and looked at Clara.
She said,
âItâs already been a year, Commander.â
âSince we rebuilt the Royal Knights?â
âYes. Honestly, I didnât believe in you back then.â
âThatâs understandable.â
âYouâre still a sneaky bastard.â
Despite my consideration in choosing my words, she called me sneaky.
I didnât know what she meant, but for now, testing the prostheticâs performance was my priority.
âLetâs begin!!!â
With Yurenâs energetic shout, the sparring match began.
I immediately charged forward but at that moment, I saw it.
Clara, retreating.
She wasnât running away.
Her hands, which had been holding a wooden sword, were now equipped with a wooden bow and arrows.
They were practice arrows with blunt tips, but...
A direct hit could still knock me out, so I had no choice but to use Time Stop.
The world turned gray in an instant.
Only I could move.
Claraâs arrow was already right before my eyes, aimed at my neck and forehead.
If I got hit and fainted, I would lose all my authority as commander.
I quickly assessed the situation and dodged the arrow by a hairâs breadth.
At the same time, I charged towards Clara.
Then, Time Stop ended.
âAs expected, Commander... Youâre so fast!â
âItâs like you teleported.â
âI didnât expect you to get hit by that!â
Clara said it as if she had expected it, but honestly, if it hadnât been for Time Stop, I would have been hit.
Her surprise attack was that good.
A knight who wielded both sword and bow?
Cluna had even said that Claraâs archery skills surpassed her own.
She had a bright future ahead of her.
I swung my steel fist at Clara.
That was the fundamental desire that drove Clara.
Growing up under Clunaâs protection, she had naturally followed in her motherâs footsteps.
But Cluna, wanting Clara to be safe, had urged her to stay out of trouble.
That frustrated Clara.
She knew her family was gone.
That was why Clara wanted to be Clunaâs strength, to protect her mother.
That desire grew into a need for acknowledgment and that need intensified after meeting the commander.
Her desire to be acknowledged by her mother had transformed into something else.
She didnât even know what it was.
[I want to be stronger.]
[But Iâm still too weak.]
[Can I become stronger here?]
Her sole desire burned brightly.
Even her peers, whom she considered equals, were surpassing her.
She felt like she was always standing still, alone.
Anxiety gnawed at her.
So, she trained relentlessly, pushing herself to her limits.
Her efforts even surprised Cluna.
She had acquired her own unique weapon.
[This is...?]
[Mom, how is it? The new power I gained...!!]
[...This will be unstoppable.]
Claraâs talent lay in archery.
She possessed an overwhelming talent that surpassed even Clunaâs.
That was Claraâs strength, and that talent, combined with her burning desire, had created a monster.
It wasnât simply about enhancing arrows with mana.
It was the power of her ancestors, capable of piercing through anything.
A power bordering on the legendary artifacts of the elves.
A power only accessible to elves who had undergone rigorous training and received the World Treeâs blessing.
Clara had achieved it with talent alone.
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Though unstable now...
With a little more effort, alongside Ruby, she had the potential to become one of the Royal Knightsâ strongest assets.
Yuren shuddered at the growth of her juniors.
Her hands trembled.
Strong.
Potential.
Undeniably so.
But why? Why was she feeling this jealousy?
It was a good thing for her comrades to grow stronger.
Why was she so uneasy?
Yuren forced herself to swallow those emotions.
Cluna was also awestruck by that power, but she was even more surprised by the commanderâs response.
She knew he was strong, but to subdue the power of an artifact, even if unstable...
What was the commanderâs true identity?
Could he really be... the First Heroâs...?
Cluna quickly shook her head.
That was impossible.
Yes, it had to be.
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