Namgung Se-ga, the warrior, was reincarnated in Romance

After the three-day birthday celebration ended, training began.

At first, I ran through the training ground barehanded. Because I was a child, I knew it was only natural to recover quickly after a good wash and a deep sleep, even if I pushed myself a bit hard, but it was still quite enjoyable.

When dawn broke in the morning, I practiced my breathing exercises and waited for the attendants to help me with my clothes, then went out to the training ground and ran fifteen laps.

After coming back and washing up, I learned simple etiquette, history, and characters with the tutor, and then took a nap.

After the hottest part of the day had passed, this time I put on my armor and circled the training ground five times, then practiced the horse-riding stance (*the posture of riding a horse). After using about one shijin (2 hours) to practice the basic lower body training and the Three-Stage Sword Technique (horizontal cut, vertical cut, thrust), I washed up and had dinner.

After that, I had a snack time indoors with my parents, then did some personal study or practiced writing a bit before going to bed.

For the first three days, they were surprised and worried, and after ten days had passed, they called a doctor for an examination. However, when this training continued steadfastly beyond fifteen days, both parents shrugged and let him do as he pleased.

When I was at the Namgoong family, I attended lectures with various direct and collateral relatives, but having a private tutor to learn only what was necessary at the moment made things more comfortable for me.

In training, something too convenient can actually be a poison, so it is wise to be cautious, but having a tutor who patiently teaches at my pace was good for finding free time.

When I was young, I knew that overtraining wouldn’t allow me to grow properly, so I tried not to act impatiently.

I also heard that the knights of the count’s family, seeing me, increased their training time.

Originally, knights were supposed to alternate their duties and training between day and night shifts, but it seems they have voluntarily taken on morning training sessions.

Count Ernhardt seems to be a civilian rather than a military officer, and the discipline of the order wasn’t very strict. However, the knight’s competitive spirit, which couldn’t allow them to fall behind a five-year-old young master who trained for four hours every day, made them diligent. It was a heartwarming sight.

“Young Master Mikael, don’t you practice with the shield separately?”

“I know that there is a training method that suits my body.” The swordsmanship the knights are using now is the Imperial Swordsmanship, right?

“Yes, that’s correct.” It is a sword technique that targets eight defenses in the front, two defenses on the right, and uses the shield to guard the left and rear.

“It seems to be a swordsmanship style designed with territorial battles in mind.”

“It is indeed swordsmanship for war.”

“If I can block the opponent’s weapon with a sword, then whatever I hold in my hand, whether it’s an iron sword, a wooden sword, or a shield, can be called a shield.” I am satisfied with this.

The leader of the Magnolia Knights, who had been observing the knights’ training, pondered for a long time, nodded with a strange expression, and then left.

Around the time he started the hundred downward strikes, his voice asking the vice captain was heard from afar. These days, the question was whether the heroes in fairy tales only carried swords without shields.

After listening, I became curious and looked through the fairy tale books I had, and they all had shields and swords.

Since the family crest was engraved in gold and silver on each shield, making them quite impressive, I briefly contemplated whether I should practice shield techniques, but I stopped because I was more accustomed to Namgung’s sword.

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Time flew by like an arrow. My body grew rapidly from the daily training sessions.

I became comfortable talking with a few boys and girls my age, and I got used to a life where we rowed boats in the summer and hunted in the winter.

I also have a younger brother who is six years younger and a younger sister who is eight years younger.

The little foal I received as a gift on my tenth birthday grew into a magnificent stallion the following year, bringing me great joy.

The iron sword, which had its weight and length adjusted as I grew, was finally allowed to be unsheathed when I turned thirteen.

The dantian, which was as small as a grain of millet, grew to the size of a quail egg when I was twelve.

It is the achievement of accumulating internal energy for half a decade (30 years) without a single elixir. It was an achievement made possible because it was a path he had traveled once before, and he started with a pure body with all the meridians open.

Around that time, I would spar with the family knights at least once a week, and I never lost.

Memories of past lives flooded in and out frequently.

In the last life as well, I first held a real sword at the age of thirteen. He was taller than his peers and had broad shoulders, which earned him a lot of praise.

When I turned twenty, it was a tradition and custom of the family to go out as a hero, so at the age of fifteen, I made the bandit who was brought to the family kneel and committed my first murder.

To prevent experiencing murder for the first time in real combat and panicking, the elders of the family had brought in these vicious dogs in advance.

Here, in the empire, they said it has been over forty years since the war with the neighboring kingdom began.

The knights here primarily killed monsters, not people. Out of the total of fifty or so knights, more than twenty had never experienced murder.

Since the Ernhardt estate is a prosperous and safe place, I had never actually seen a monster.

They said that there are monsters as small as dwarves and terrifying ones that tower over three-story buildings, but if the martial artists who have reached the pinnacle of their skills are not isolated from their group, they should be able to handle them without any trouble.

When I asked if they didn’t execute bandits, they said that there weren’t many bandits, and it was common to spare even the most vicious murderers until they were brought to the government office and judged.

Around this time, I often told stories about learning swordsmanship in my dreams to those who admired my skills, and as a result, I gained an absurd level of trust.

Did I live my previous life so intensely that I was reborn in such a cozy place? I murmured, and the knight who had been telling me various things laughed out loud.

“It seems you lived in a very terrifying place in your past life.”

“Then.” More than a hundred knights lay dead, piled up like a mountain. The devil is said to lead a hundred thousand troops, but in reality, they appeared to be more than a million. The ones rushing in black were all enemies, and the ones breaking apart in white were all allies… The corpses piled up like mountains, and the flowing blood looked just like the sea…

“You’re aware that our territory has a population of around 800,000, right, young master?”

“Of course.”

“…I am always pleased to serve the ever-gentle young master.”

By this time, I had become accustomed to people who would just smile and find me endearing without believing me, so I would drop hints about my past as long as I didn’t mention specific names.

Other people from different families would never mention it, but the servants and knights of Count Ernhardt, as well as my parents, clearly believed that I was a sword master who had defeated demons in a past life and saved the world.

I had no desire to explain the Celestial Demon Cult, the Celestial Demon, the Nine Great Sects of the Central Plains, or the Five Great Families to them one by one, and there was no need to insist that I was not a great sword master or hero in the past, but just an ordinary martial artist.

It was enough to just be seen as a knight-in-training who dreams hard and hones their skills.

When the duel was over, he swiftly shook the sword with its gleaming blade.

This is also a habit from a past life. You must shake off the blood on the sword; only then will you slip less when wielding the sword next time.

It is only natural to eliminate unnecessary movements, but it was a habit I hadn’t corrected, having heard that monster blood is thicker than human blood.

“Awakening an aura at the age of thirteen, our young master is definitely a genius.” Even Prince Kiadris, who is famous as the youngest Sword Master, only awakened his aura at the age of sixteen.

“He probably didn’t start practicing in the training hall from the age of five either.”

“Well, that’s true.”

Laughing uproariously and preparing for the next duel, the knights turned their heads in the same direction.

The footsteps running towards the training ground were very light but noisy. I knew who was running towards this place without even having to see them with my eyes.

I handed the towel I was using to wipe my sweat to the attendant and left the training ground, which was slightly lower in elevation than the others, to greet the new guest.

“Michael!” Walk a little slower. You’ll end up falling.

“Hyung!” Hyung! A letter came for you, hyung!

My younger brother, Michael Ernhardt, who most faithfully believes and follows the words that I was a hero who saved the world in my past life.

The seven-year-old boy had just started to read haltingly, but he was overly excited after learning a new word recently.

I hugged the young boy who charged at me like a wild boar.

The envelope he was shaking with one hand already showed signs of being torn, and it was half-crumpled from being held tightly while running.

There was no need to bother with taking out the contents from those tiny hands to gauge the situation.

“Then, what you are holding is the early admission approval letter from the Sieran Empire Academy.”

“Early admission!” The youngest genius in the empire! Genius of geniuses!

“Then, your brother will become the youngest sword master in the history of the Genius Manjae Empire.”

As he comfortably cradled the child, laughter erupted again among the knights.

“Are you really that happy even though you won’t be able to play with Michael every day like you do now once he goes to the academy?”

“Don’t make the child cry for no reason, Lord Ventus.”

“It’s okay!” I’m going to the academy too! Time has a way of flying by.

“You’re quite brave.” “Then I’ll go to the academy first and wait, Michael.”

It was an obvious mannerism of who he resembled. I ruffled young Michael’s hair and pressed my lips to his forehead several times.

The little one who follows me around so well is more like a cute grandchild than a younger sibling, and it was rewarding to dote on them whenever I had the time.

Since the academy is a three-year program, by the time Michael enrolls, it goes without saying that I will have graduated several years ago.