Chapter 17
Translator: True Detective
Chapter 17
In Earnest (2)
Suddenly a spar!
My level is clearly not even up to Aniel's toes, no, even her toenails yet.
Someone like me sparring with the strongest human in mankind?
Come to think of it, the mystery hasn't been solved yet. What on earth was the reason Aniel did countless spars when one or two would have sufficed back then.
Anyway, not wanting to experience the situation back then again, I smiled and said.
"How about doing training as usual."
For now, do as usual. And then, after a certain level passes, I would ask Aniel first from my side.
Asking her to spar slowly. But Aniel shook her head without a hint of hesitation and said.
"No. We will spar."
"I also desire sparring."
"Then why."
"Well, because I think it would be better to do it later, not now."
Although I said later, not now.
"Nothing will change just because you keep postponing it."
It seemed not even a seed would work on Aniel.
"Rather, skills will improve faster by training in actual combat."
Holding the wooden sword straight, Aniel aimed at me.
Seeing the sharp gaze after a long time. I swallowed my saliva.
No matter what I say here, it won't work. Then I had no choice but to choose.
"If that is the Grand Duchess's will, I have no choice but to follow."
"Right, that's how you should come out."
Surely she wouldn't kill me here.
.... I hope that's not what she intends. At least I am a disciple.
If there is something she doesn't like, I wish she would please say it in words.
Around the time I was thinking such things, Aniel spoke.
"Try dodging my attack even a little."
It was the moment announcing the start of sparring in earnest.
In fact, Aniel also knew that Allen's skills were still very lacking.
Originally, she intended to make him strong in earnest after solidifying the basics firmly.
Allen followed quite well whatever she said.
Although he would be the first and last disciple in her life, Aniel liked him being like that.
So if possible, she tried to help him become as strong as possible.
She was tired of finding reasons for doing this for a stranger who isn't even family.
Thinking about it, she didn't move because there was a reason sometimes either.
She intended to put it as just because she wanted to.
However, there was a person who made Aniel change this mind, and that was precisely Lucia.
She was obsessed with Allen. To the extent of casting domination magic.
Although she doesn't know why, it is a clear fact.
Existing domination magic was treated almost at the level of ancient artifacts.
Because the number of mages is so small, if succession is cut off even once, it becomes completely lost magic.
In the past, there were many mages who knew how to use domination magic, but now not only do they hardly exist, but the level was also not perfect.
Probability was high that Lucia was learning by self-study, and even that is a lax level, but that doesn't mean the problem disappears.
Aniel acknowledged. Clearly, he is growing now. But that was insufficient.
Allen was still weak. With this growth rate, he would be encroached upon by Lucia's domination magic before long.
So that doesn't happen, Aniel intended to proceed with special lessons.
Although she called it special lessons grandiosely, it was simple. Just rolling Allen so he can become strong quickly.
"Observe properly how my sword moves."
"Ack!"
"And move your body faster too."
"Ugh!"
So that he doesn't get caught by mental type magic even if he is alone with Lucia, certainly.
"P, please go easy!"
"Can you say go easy even in front of demons?"
"Isn't the Grand Duchess not a demon!"
"Shut up. If you have the strength to say that, hurry and move."
"Stop now!"
After that, merciless sparring continued.
In the first spar, Allen also had slight confidence.
For now, just like in the spar with Iris, he intended to dodge attacks and aim for an opening.
But there was a point Allen thought wrong. The opponent was Aniel, not Iris.
To dodge, the opponent's attacks were very sharp and fast. Even if he managed to dodge somehow, the next attack flew immediately without a gap to catch breath.
In the second spar, he tried to block Aniel's attack but dropped the wooden sword.
In the next spar, he tried to attack first desperately, but was subdued more easily.
Next, and next, and again next....
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Going to the last, I shouted surrender not even 1 minute after starting.
Probably this is natural. Since it hasn't been many days since I received training in earnest from Aniel.
Nevertheless, is it unavoidable to become slightly dispirited about losing too miserably.
But I shook off the thoughts.
"I think it's a relief I have a good master."
At least under Aniel, I came to know that I can change sufficiently unlike the incompetent me before.
Having exhausted my strength, I was lying face down on the floor. Probably I can only do up to here for today's sparring.
I wanted to fall asleep lying down like this, but I intended to go eat first as soon as my stamina recovers even a little.
"By the way, where did Aniel go?"
During the last spar, Aniel suddenly disappeared somewhere saying she had a place to go.
Becoming alone, I was flustered for a moment, but thinking she must have something urgent, I contemplated what to eat when I go to the dormitory cafeteria.
"Haa, haa."
As soon as she finished the last spar, Aniel returned straight to the dormitory and showered immediately.
Unlike Allen who became completely covered in dirt, she hadn't shed a single drop of sweat.
Right now, she was doing this to find peace of mind, not cleanliness.
As she gasped for breath roughly, hot wind came out of her mouth.
It wasn't particularly physically hard or anything.
"Why, how come."
Aniel intended to fill at least 10 times and then go to the dormitory cafeteria to eat with Allen.
However, the more she sparred, for some reason her heart began to waver.
It was strange. Why is my heart, which was only peaceful, beating little by little?
Even doing any arduous training, she was cold like ice.
It was so, but why on earth whenever she spars with him.... Biting her lip at the heated body, Aniel's gaze moved towards the mirror.
"What is the reason."
Her face was flushed enough to remind one of a bright red apple.
Looking at that appearance, Aniel burst into a hollow laugh. It was just an overnight difference.
Clearly she thought she couldn't understand, but now she felt like she could understand Lucia's feelings a little.
"Allen, Allen Wiesent."
Aniel closed her eyes and mouthed Allen's name.
Allen, Allen, Allen. Her heart which was slowly calming down tries to beat violently again just by mouthing his name.
Closing eyes, his face she saw until just now appears vividly.
"Really, it's strange."
When coming to this Academy, only emotions of annoyance and dislike were ahead, but now she can't find those emotions.
On one hand, Aniel thought. About what would happen if she repeats sparring like this.
Lucia's reason isn't paralyzed enough to ignore Aniel's warning.
Rather, she moved even more thoroughly.
Stepping forward for no reason would only make Aniel's vigilance worse. Therefore, she made the person who recently became her limbs move.
Iris Teira. She who won the spar with Allen but gained nothing and instead got stamped firmly by people she respected.
Hatred for Allen settled deep in her heart. Rage surged up when recalling that she is undergoing such a plight right now because of that man.
So she thinks about wanting to kill him every night, but it was only a thought to the extent.
Because if she really did that, she felt not only herself but all family members would undergo a disaster.
Lucia ordered to go to the dormitory cafeteria every morning and record who Allen is with, what he eats, and what conversation he shares.
It was humiliation for Iris who was doing well even among strict noble families, but she had absolutely no mind to go against Lucia's order.
"Look here. What are you doing there."
Without even hiding that it was full of dissatisfaction, Iris approached Allen who was picking food as is and spoke.
Asking what he is doing.
"Ah, Iris?"
"Who permitted you to call by name."
"Just in time, good."
"Look here, don't ignore me."
Allen, recognizing Iris's existence, was surprised for a moment but soon said rejoicingly.
"Could you perhaps lend me some money?"