Chapter 3 The Road to Martial Arts

Viscount Warners Khottswell was depressed right now.

The reason for the depression is that you may not believe what you say...... Moreover, Werner thought he would never talk about it.

The reason is that in the year of fighting, an adult male who had practiced traditional imperial court swordsmanship and the empire's famous Yarsedryu martial arts, that is, himself, lost to a 7-year-old child who had no experience in martial arts in a one-on-one competition!

And this child was none other than his own son, Helica.

Although he didn't take advantage of the physical fitness brought by his age, he took it as seriously as he did with adult opponents, and he didn't use real guns and knives but just wooden weapons - but he failed!

He teasingly used the one-hit stabbing sword skill "Li Yu" in traditional court swordsmanship, intending to scare his son, but he didn't expect the boy in front of him to blink his eyes, but just threw the wooden sword in his hand diagonally upwards - this seemingly careless blow directly destroyed the center of gravity of the wooden sword in his hand, knocked his weapon flying, and landed next to the bushes around the clearing.

Fortunately, this is just a game with his family after he is tired from work, except for the opponents present, only his wife and the child's mother Lily knows, otherwise let the servants of the house or the people in the town know...... Although he is still a good lord who is close to his people and has a good reputation, his reputation among the people and his servants is not bad, but if a few people with broken mouths are allowed to spread it, the lackeys of the dukes who are rotten and have long lost the pride and grace of the imperial nobility will not know how to laugh at themselves who have always been in constant conflict with the duke's family because of the issue of territorial taxes.

Holding back the embarrassment, under the smiling gaze of his wife, Werner walked up to his son and gently touched his son's head. And the wife, who has always been reasonable, didn't say much, but just brought the tea that had been brewed a long time ago and sent it to the father and son.

"Whew...... This tea is really fragrant...... I really envy the Orientals, who can have such a good thing to enjoy. Taking a sip of tea, Wernas, who tasted the sweetness of green tea, couldn't help but sigh.

"Yes......," Lily said with a gentle smile, "thank you, Lord Yarside, for sending us such a good thing every year...... But speaking of which, it doesn't seem like this tea can be bought normally in Regram's market, right?"

"yes...... Such a good tea should be brought by the legend of the martial arts world he mentioned, the "Sword Immortal" Yun Kafayi when he came to see him every year, right? Warners continued.

"Huh...... It is said that the "Sword Fairy" is a heavy drinker, but he has no objection to this tea. ”

"After all, I'm an Oriental, no matter what, I still have a good impression of the traditions of my hometown......," Wernas sighed, "Speaking of which, the school created by the "Sword Immortal" is said to be the culmination of Eastern swordsmanship, and it seems to be called "Eight Leaves and One Sword Stream"? The former "God of War" of Liber, Cassius Bright, who caused great trouble to our regular army during the Hundred Days War, is his disciple, and he also has the title of "Sword Master". After a pause, Werner continued: "Having said that, since Victor broke through the mysteries of his ancestral school the year before last and achieved transcendence, he has also become famous in the imperial martial arts circles, and some people have begun to call him the 'Sword Maker of Light'. Really, all of them are handsome and mighty nicknames, which is really enviable. ”

"If Dad practices martial arts seriously, can't he have the same handsome title as them?" The boy who had been drinking tea silently just now and listening to his parents asked out loud.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ I'm ......" Putting down the teacup with some emotion, Werner touched his son's head again, "Dad was seriously ill when he was young and had to give up his martial arts path...... Although it has improved somewhat in recent years, it is too late to start the path of cultivation again...... Besides, everyone in the town also needs Dad, and Dad doesn't have time to practice martial arts. Although Werner is a nobleman, he does not have the problems of those traditional nobles who have passed down their words, and in the face of his beloved son, there is no need to hide it, so he told his son the truth.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Then, I'll get one such title for my father! "After all, it's a boy, and it's still in the empire where martial arts are strong," young Helriga said proudly and confidently.

"Haha......" Hearing his son's immature and confident declaration, Werner couldn't help but bend down and hug his son. Then he looked at his son squarely, and said in a more serious tone, "Martial arts is a hard and dignified path...... If you choose this path, you will inevitably suffer a lot, encounter a lot of bottlenecks, and want to give up many times...... You...... Have you thought about it? Can you hold on? ”

"Hmm......" Hai Lijia lowered her head, thought seriously for a moment, and then nodded vigorously and looked at her father: "Of course I can hold on!" After finishing speaking, he watched his father's face ease from a slight tension, and slowly added: "...... After all, the feeling of victory is pretty good. ”

Werners' smile froze. Lily, who was on the side, finally couldn't help it this time and burst out laughing.

"......" Wernas, who was thinking of saying something, suddenly felt a pain when he looked at his son with a serious expression in front of him and his wife who was laughing softly next to him.

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After finishing the leisure time in the afternoon, Wernas, who sat back in the study to review the documents, was sitting upright in front of the huge desk, full of emotion.

He had just instructed the chief of the Viscount's Mansion to teach his son some basic court swordsmanship routines - although the empire was still martial, was it too early to start learning formal swordsmanship at the age of 7? Werners was a little worried. And he himself, thinking of what he had just done, couldn't help but recall that summer day that has not faded or forgotten until now......

The memory of the summer when my son was born is still a photo of the occipital bone.

When he learned that his wife had overcome the pain of childbirth and that his son had come to this world, the sense of relief in his heart is still unforgettable.

"Dasix will not be taken back to the imperial capital by the imperial government because he has no legitimate heirs. Everything he has worked so hard to do will not be stripped away by that nasty Duke of Elbariana. The Khottswil family has a successor. That's what he thought.

Knowing that he was seriously ill and that his life was short, Wernas put down a huge stone in his stomach.

However, it didn't take long for this feeling of relief and calm to be shattered.

The hope and joy of early summer turned to despair and misery a few months later in the middle of summer.

His condition suddenly worsened rapidly, and his son also had a strange disease, with a high fever all day long, and he couldn't sleep. Neither the doctors nor the church could do anything about it, and the happiness and ease of a few months ago were as false as if they had never existed.

Every day, he would try to pick up the swordsmanship he had learned, and under the worried eyes of his wife and everyone, he would go into the backyard garden, swing the wooden knife again and again, and then fall heavily to the ground, and in deeper despair and pain, he would return to his seriously ill son, secretly telling himself that he would be fine, that everything would be fineβ€”even if he could wield the wooden knife less and less, and his son's waking time became shorter and shorter.

Until...... That day.

My son, who never woke up during his own visits, miraculously woke up that day.

When he held his son's tender little hand, and his son's other hand gently rubbed the back of his handβ€”

When he woke up again, the head maid who had arrived in a hurry told her that she had been asleep for five days.

Maybe...... This prolonged coma is the last wake-up call before your body steps over?

However, when he sat up from the bed, he found that his body was lighter and more energetic than ever. The moment I opened the bedroom window, the fresh air came in with the hot summer breeze, and every cell and tissue in my body was enthusiastically absorbing the hot summer sun, the hot air of the midsummer - it was an unprecedented fresh feeling.

At the same time, the head maid brought another piece of news - her seriously ill son was miraculously cured.

Werners soon realizedβ€”perhaps, his own ailmentsβ€”β€”?

As he rushed out into the backyard, picked up a wooden knife, and shouted frantically under the astonished gaze of the gardener and the guards, wielding the knife as if it were the greatest pleasure in the world.

When he finally ran out of energy and collapsed on the ground, the feeling of heat and dryness from excessive exercise made him feel more comfortable than ever.

Neither the doctor nor the church could explain what was going on, and the illness of himself and his son disappeared after a long sleep.

He himself was puzzled, and finally thought with peace of mind that this must be the mercy and gift of the goddess of the void and the elves to him.

This child is the turning point of his fate.

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"Lord Viscount?"

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Oh... What the... It's Alain......" Summoned back from his fantasy, Warnas relieved himself and looked at Alain, the chief of the guard in front of him.

"Lord Viscount...... "Alain, who had been working for the Queholzwell family in the Viscount Mansion for a long time, knew very well what his master was thinking, he didn't ask very interestingly, but continued: "I just finished the training of the young master's first class......

"Oh? The result? Werus immediately asked.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ The young master is gifted in martial arts, my lord. "Under normal circumstances, the initial course on sword grip, stance, positional sense, and initial technique takes about ten to fifteen hours...... But Young Master Hailiga had mastered all the content in less than two hours, and had even learned some of the first style of court swordsmanship. ”

"Oh?" Werners's interest grewβ€”he knew he was the kind of rookie who would take ten to fifteen hours to learn all the beginner's contentsβ€”and he immediately pressed impatiently, "Is he interested in it?" ”

"This ...... The interest is there, but not particularly strong. Alan replied truthfully, "I guess it may be that these contents are too simple for the young master." Alain paused, and then continued in Wernas's questioning eyes: "...... Ordinary aristocratic court swordsmanship is taught at the age of eleven or twelve, and only a few martial arts families, such as His Excellency Alside, who has a close personal relationship with you, will let their heirs learn martial arts earlier...... The main reason is that this time is the first peak period of children's growth and development, and teaching martial arts at this time can strengthen the body on the one hand, and on the other hand, because this time is also the time period when the learning ability is the strongest and the easiest to lay a good foundation. The aristocracy's study of traditional court swordsmanship was usually supplemented by corresponding etiquette and knowledge to prepare them for entering the social world at the age of sixteen. Therefore, the young master began to learn court swordsmanship at the age of seven, and to be honest, I didn't expect much. But the young master, he not only quickly mastered all the basic content, but also played the first style well...... The most important thing is that I asked the young master to try to use the tricks he just learned on me, the power of his strike, the precise grasp of the strike part, and the combat awareness of choosing a position, which can only be possessed by a twelve-year-old child......"

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Are you saying that his physical development was much earlier than the average person? Wernas heard what Alain meant.

"Yes......" Alain continued, "I think you also know that I ......practiced at the Fandelliu, another great school of swordsmanship in the Empire that is loyal to the royal family," Wernath nodded, and Alain added, "and my acting master told me that the heir to the family of Count Arelia, and also the female swordswoman who also practiced with Lord Alside...... is also like the young master, many years earlier than the average nobleman, he has the power of his youth! ”

"The ...... of Count Aurelia's family The ...... known as the "Golden Rakshasa"? ”

"Exactly!" Alan nodded vigorously, "The speed at which he reached the 'Fandelliu' mystical inheritance is the fastest among all the fellow disciples of 'Fandelliu'!" ”

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Just now, Brother Alan came to me and said that my father wanted me to learn the court swordsmanship he used at noon.

Okay, although my father seems to have said that I will not be able to learn martial arts in a few more years, but since he has decided, then I will accept it.

Brother Alan said, this is a compulsory course for every nobleman? Isn't it hard?

…… Wait a minute? Why is this trick so rigid? Why do you want to continue chasing and stabbing continuously after the sword, it's better to slash diagonally!

Not...... What is it...... This is not the swordsmanship taught by Alain's brother...... How could it be...... That's it......

…… Brother Alan said that I am so strong in this move! Also asked who taught me...... I don't know, I don't think I knew it before......

Don't...... Have something to do with those dreams I'm having?

Brother Alain? End of course? All right! It's time to hang out again!

…… Not......? My father said he was looking for me? I'm just starting to play...... But there is no way, my father must have listened to what Brother Alan told him and wanted to praise me! I can't help it, so I'll go back reluctantly!

Huh? What the? Do you want me to go to "Regram"? Learn from the "Sword of Light"?

What's what? Is it something that is many times more harmful than the court swordsmanship I just taught!?

I'm going! Go!

Well, don't worry, I'm not afraid of hardship!

Would Uncle Alside want to come first? Okay! He saw my swordsmanship and would definitely take me as an apprentice!

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"Thank you, send this letter to Victor." Trembling and sealing the letter, Werner handed the letter to the Viscount's palace guards in charge of liaising with the outside world.

He was so excited when he wrote the letter just now that he punctured the paper several times.

Who told Alain to tell me such exciting news?

If I...... If his judgment is correct......

My son, has a chance to become a master like the "Golden Rakshasa", the "Sword Maker of Light", or even the legend of the "Holy Maiden of Guns"?

"Victor...... You will definitely be very interested in him...... I promise. ”