How the Shadow of the Marquis Lives

Episode 6

“wake up.”

Ran stood up, clutching her chest as the pain rose.

Her eyes narrowed in deep doubt.

She was well aware that Agrid’s swordsmanship was amazing. but no matter how

That Xi’an has dealt a blow like this?

The bastard who was beaten by me two years ago without even fighting back?

‘… … It can’t be.’

she pursed her lips. The piercing pain seized the mind that was about to be dazed.

‘It’s only one move.’

okay. It is clear that he has been practicing only this one move for these two years.

You can’t rapidly increase your skills, so it was clear that you had to polish the counter just once.

That must have just been the blow.

As if to support Ran’s speculation, Xian took the same posture as before.

“after… … Now I go seriously.”

Ran clenched his fists. Then, more than before, I began to focus on each and every movement of Xian.

I couldn’t find the slightest gap in that posture, whether it was worthy of Asla’s name.

But Xian knew.

‘Real masters do not take such a perfectly gap-free posture.’

They arm themselves with numerous gaps.

Of course, all of that is their trap.

A trap to devour weaklings who see an opening and rush to it, or to control the opponent’s movement by showing an opening.

Having a tight posture was, in the end, equivalent to giving the initiative to the opponent.

phut!

Xian’s wooden sword collided with Ran’s fist.

Unlike just before, when Ran attacked first, Xian continued the offensive this time.

[ White Flower Sword – True ]

Xian’s sword attacked Ran from three directions.

Unlike the beautiful name Baekhwa, what came to Ran’s mind when he saw it was the teeth of a beast with its mouth wide open.

One of the many swordsmanships learned in Agrid’s Vigo.

Even though it wasn’t even a high-level swordsmanship, let alone a vision, the power of any swordsmanship was different depending on the person who performed it.

“after.”

Ran put magic on both hands.

Unlike humans, beastmen’s magic has instant explosive power. Among them, her magical power was even more sensitive and explosive.

To the extent that the whole body creaked during daily life that could not be released.

That was why she always had a frown.

Quaang!

She shook her hands. The magic that exploded in the air removed all of Xian’s sword attacks.

In the meantime, Ran kicked the ground and ran.

[ Ghost Sword (鬼力劍) – Ammu (暗霧)]

again

Aiming for her throat, Xian’s sword approached quietly like a snake. Just like when I fell out earlier.

Ran’s eyes widened.

‘No, the sword didn’t come.’

Wherever the sword is, he will run into it.

It is not a blow aimed at oneself, but an anticipation of where one will arrive and bringing the sword.

If someone unfamiliar saw it, it would look as if the sword had teleported.

That was just the counter’s secret.

“I know you’ll get hit again!”

stupid. This kind of technique, once seen by the opponent, is no longer effective. Because this side will fail even if you change the path even a little.

‘here!’

Ran slightly twisted his upper body and hit the hook briefly toward the wooden sword.

Kang!

There was a sound that was hard to imagine that a fist and a wooden sword had collided, and the wooden sword swung loudly to the side.

Ran cheered.

‘It’s a success!’

Then, all that remains is to counterattack!

She pushed the hand that she had been pulling in advance toward Xian’s chest.

The runaway mana held in her hand was released at once with the impact of the bullet.

No, I was trying to solve it.

“… … !”

Her eyes widened.

Xian, whom he thought he had caught, suddenly disappeared from sight.

Xian leaned down and raised the tip of his sword with his eyes narrowed.

‘As expected, the swordsmanship learned in Vigo has its limits.’

A lot of Agrid’s swordsmanship he learned in Vigo.

They were excellent swordsmanship to teach the warriors of the family, but they were neither visionary nor advanced swordsmanship.

Ordinary warriors and knights would appreciate even this, but Xian.

‘I’m not satisfied.’

From before, I felt cramped, like clothes that didn’t fit my body.

at last.

It must mean that you have no choice but to create the swordsmanship that suits your hand.

[ Sangcheon Sword – Island ]

His feet pressed down on the ground, and the sword fired at one point.

“What… … !”

Ran’s eyes widened when he saw it.

At this moment, Xian’s speed was faster than hers.

To the extent that it felt as if the sword was moving and the space between the dots was folding.

Even the superior body vision of the Howue tribe could not properly capture Xian’s sword.

Her body stiffened as if stabbed in a blind spot.

– Wow!

Soon after, he lost consciousness and fell to the floor.

* * *

When he was young, he just recklessly learned the swordsmanship that Yeomno taught him.

Days when I just digest what they give me without questioning anything.

It was at the age of 14 that he began to feel cramped.

―Isn’t this action unnecessary?

Intermediate level swordsmanship brought from Vigo. In his young eyes, those swordsmanship only looked crude.

Why are you moving like this here? Wouldn’t it be better to leave out this part?

From then on, he began to refine the swordsmanship he had learned himself.

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Just as impurities are filtered out and muddy water is turned into clean water, meaningless movements are eliminated and only the most concise herbivores remain.

‘Swordsmanship that dazzles the enemy’s eyes from side to side and strikes them down by creating gaps’ was filthy in his eyes.

It may be because what he has learned is at best an intermediate level swordsmanship… … .

Anyway, 3 years like that.

He split all the swordsmanships he had learned. All the splendid outer skin was removed, leaving only the core.

Curiously, when he did so, many sword techniques overlapped. As if they were one from the beginning.

After all, the root of all swordsmanship is the same.

Heavenly Sword (霜天劍).

His own three-part swordsmanship: thrusting, striking, and slashing.

The dozens of swordsmanship he had learned had been reduced to just three, but Xian was not at all anxious.

Even the same herbaceous diet can be transformed and applied according to the situation and the person using it.

Those who are called true masters can do tens of thousands of things with just a simple vertical cut.

‘I’m not quite there yet.’

To say that there are tens of thousands is still far from enough.

But it will.

sometime

Thinking about that, Xian teased the crunchy pen.

“Yes… … This is… … ?”

While doing so, Ran, who had lost consciousness, woke up.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she put her head on the unfamiliar ceiling.

Then he got up and saw Xian sitting next to the bed and started a game.

“draft!”

Sian put a finger to his mouth.

“Quiet. It is the infirmary.”

“… … what?”

Then she looked around.

Extra beds and curtains installed in a clean and spacious room. And various medicines and bandages visible on one side.

The infirmary was right.

“why me… … .”

“Why? I brought you here because I passed out during a duel.”

“Yes.”

She shut her mouth and checked her hand. There, the ring engraved with 292 was still shining.

lost.

He even fainted at that, so Xian carried him on his back.

Blood rushed to his head and his eyes darkened.

Like this… … To this garbage!

“Take this.”

Ran is tearing her hair out and trying to get up. Towards her, Xian handed an object.

“what… … .”

Seeing the object, Ran’s eyes widened.

What Xian handed over was an envelope.

“… … What a trick again.”

she asked, trying to calm her rough breathing.

A beast-like appearance with a lot of vigilance.

Xian gave up letting her guard down.

But apart from that, there was work to be done.

“It’s an apology letter. I wrote it while you were sleeping. Tell your brother.”

“what?”

Ran asked with an expression of ‘What is this bastard talking about?

I understand. Had he been in her position, he would have had the same face.

“I’d like to meet you and apologize in person, but that’s what you wouldn’t want.”

“of course! I want to meet you and do something again!”

“So I did it by letter.”

Ran opened her mouth and looked back and forth at his face and at the handwritten letter.

Then, with a sigh, he snatched the letter and opened the envelope.

It was as if the seal had been broken once, but Xian did not stop it.

“… … Nothing strange is written.”

She muttered that after reading the letter to the end.

I was wary that there might be something written on it that said we would meet separately or threatened, but there was nothing like that.

Rather, it was a neat and sincere apology that did not make excuses or defend itself.

but.

“no. Why do I have to deliver your letter to Shan?”

She tossed the paper and threw it on the table.

“Then you can just burn it. I gave it to you, so you take care of it.”

“what?”

“And this is a letter to the head of Asla.”

“You wrote it to your father too?”

“I thought it was polite.”

Seeing Xian’s attitude as if he was just doing what he had to do, Ran bewilderedly handed the letter.

I didn’t check this one like before.

I didn’t have to check the letter to my dad, not my younger brother.

“I want you to deliver that. Because this is also a family-to-family affair.”

“… … .”

Ran frowned and began to ponder.

Seeing that, Xian thought.

I don’t know about the younger brother, but the family head will be delivered properly.

Thinking itself means that the mind is in the end.

‘You did a good job casting the bait.’

In fact, the letter to Shan also meant bait.

It is a common negotiation skill.

Making unreasonable demands and then talking about real demands to create a psychology that makes it difficult to refuse.

Of course, the meaning of the apology is not a lie. But what he really wants is a letter to the family head.

By now, Ran said, ‘I don’t want to even bring up this kid’s topic in front of Shan, but if it’s my dad… … .’ You must be thinking like this.

‘Since that happened, Agrid and Asla must be close to enmity.’

Seeing that it didn’t turn into a big deal, it seems that the negotiations went well privately, but even so, things in the past don’t disappear.

It could be said that the relationship between the two is the worst.

Then you can’t help but use it.

If he could bring Asla’s family head to his side, it would be of great help in escaping from Agrid.

‘Of course, the success rate is low, but.’

The problem was that he was now wearing the mask of a foolish young master.

If it is difficult to even make Asla’s family head an ally of Agrid, beyond that, making it ‘not Agrid’s ally, but Xian’s ally’?

It was a problem with no clue as to where to begin.

But that much.

‘The head of the family must not have expected it at all.’

If successful, there is no better hand than this.

It was well worth a try. Even if you fail, it’s just a lost battle.

“I will keep both letters.”

Ran put the letter in her arms as if she had finished her thoughts.

Then we chatted a little bit.

“I don’t intend to deliver both right away. If I decide it’s okay to tell you, I’ll tell you.”

“okay.”

This is a success for now.

Sian brushed off his pants and stood up.

“Then I will go. let you rest some more Don’t think it’s strange because the healer was talking about it, not me.”

“Sheesh.”

Ran turned his head and looked out the window.

There were so many things going on today that my head was so messed up.

He lost in a duel to Xian, whom he thought was a poor bug kid, and even received a letter of apology.

Not only to my brother, but to my father as well.

It was natural for her to be confused because she didn’t even know Xian’s backstory or intentions.

“Your brother.”

Before leaving the infirmary with such a column, Xian suddenly asked a question.

“If there are any aftereffects or mental problems left… … .”

Ran stared at Xian, who was uncharacteristically slurred.

Then he laughed and talked.

“He’s not weak enough to be traumatized by the likes of you. Who is your brother?”

At that, Xian laughed.

“That’s good.”

Seeing that expression, Ran’s eyebrows twitched.

But the laughter is fleeting.

Soon, Xian, who returned with his usual calm expression, left the infirmary behind.

“Whoa… … What is it?”

Is that really the poem?

With a face full of confusion, Ran pulled the blanket up to the top of her head.

Before I knew it, the wrinkles between my eyebrows had loosened up a bit.