131. At the Training Grounds (1)

Even if I revealed my identity to Sione, my daily life did not change. She treated me the way I normally do, and I treat her the same as before.

The only thing that has changed is that the subject of the story has increased a little. Of course, the subject is about me. I was able to hear quite a few stories about myself, thanks to the constant response to questions and answers.

Today, too, on a sunny morning, I was in the middle of a brief conversation with Sione.

Smart.

A customer came to visit us in our daily routine.

‘Shione… ….’

I have changed my pajamas properly and dressed appropriately, but….

He was covered with a blanket without any response to the knocking sound. Seeing that he was staring at the door like that, it seemed that he had no intention of directly checking who had come.

I can’t help it. You can’t leave guests standing outside the room endlessly. I have no choice but to check it myself.

“I will check and come back.”

“Thank you, please.”

I roughly organized my outfit as I walked. If this is enough, no one will get caught

I opened the door and greeted the guests.

Then, a familiar person I hadn’t seen in a long time caught my eye.

Siabelle Cianella. A woman who led the knights on top of the castle wall and fiercely fought monsters came to visit.

“Siabelle? What did you come here for?”

Knock!

As soon as Sia Belle’s name came out of her mouth, Sione listened to her. Even so, she quietly untied the blankets surrounding her and began to get out of bed.

If it was an ordinary servant, it was obvious that she was going to pass it by. I guess I was inclined to say that my sister came to visit me.

“If there is a reason to meet a disciple, there is only one.”

Sia Bell lifted the corner of her mouth with her grin.

As I said that, I shrugged her shoulders lightly and looked at her outfit.

‘It’s not a wedding dress.’

In the mansion, people tended to wear appropriate formal attire rather than clothes that were easy to move around. However, she was wearing a wide-brimmed dress instead of a formal dress. A dress like that she wore a lot in her gymnasium.

Not only this. Her long hair was also tied in a ponytail. Everywhere she looked, Dioria matched her figure as she crossed swords with Dioria, except that she had no protective gear over her clothes.

‘… It looks like he’s thinking of teaching swords.’

She

Before she did, she said that Sia Belle would take me as her apprentice. Shione also nodded her head that she was teaching me her sword.

I was supposed to be previewed right after the festival. That plan was completely thwarted thanks to the manor being turned upside down by damn devil-worshippers and damn things.

After some time passed, her estate gradually stabilized, and it seemed that she finally came to this matter because she was able to afford it.

“Sister.”

Shione got up from the bed and came up behind me and called for Siabelle.

Sia Bell waved her hand at her brother and briefly greeted her.

“Shione eyes.”

“… Eye?”

Siabelle pretended to rub her eyes.

“Looks like you were asleep just now.”

“Ah… !”

Quickly rubbing my eyes and tidying up my hair that I didn’t even tie.

Shione brushed her hair and cleared her throat. It was a cute response to forget the shyness.

“Sister, by looking for a disciple, do you mean that you will teach Ray the sword from today?”

“Yes. If possible, I would like to start teaching today or tomorrow. Is it okay if I take you for a while?”

“Ummm… No problem, but…….”

Shione’s gaze shifted from Siabelle to me.

“Ray, it may be quite difficult, but do you really want to learn the sword from your sister?”

Worried tone. However, there was not a single worry in those eyes.

Shione has also heard about my swordsmanship many times. Rather than having a hard time with her, I wonder if I can learn something from Siabelle. She seemed to be asking this in order to reconfirm. Of course, it’s my subjective opinion, so it’s either not.

First of all, I gave Shione an appropriate answer according to my thoughts.

“Yes, since this is a good opportunity to refine the sword, I would like to ask for learning if possible.”

To some extent, the words were mixed with sincerity.

For me, the sword is always a secondary weapon. As a result, its proficiency is considerably lower than that of the bow. There is nothing wrong with learning. Because swordsmanship is more important to learn sensibly in actual combat than to train it by digging deeply into it.

‘In the last match, Siabelle was like a monster.’

A sparring consisting of pure swordsmanship without mana.

With the most poisonous and demonic skills in those sparring, as long as the sparring lasts. ‘Cause I’ve lost my soul Her pure swordsmanship has already been proven to some extent.

If it’s Sia Belle, who has only wielded a sword for years, she should be able to find and catch up little by little.

‘At least I have nothing to lose by mixing swords.’

Dalian is also an experience, and dealing with that unpleasant sword. The senses that were awakened at the castle wall the other day will be dulled and will never fall asleep again.

So I was thinking of mixing swords with Siabelle.

“If you say so….”

Shione also nodded her head obediently, probably noticing the strong will in my voice.

After confirming my intention, Shione looked at Siabelle again.

“If so, sister, would it be okay for me to go and see it too?”

She tilted her head and asked Shione. Siabel smiled and stroked her head. As she stroked her hair, it was only natural that Shione’s tidy up hair would become messy.

“Of course, of course. Are you worried about Ray?”

“That’s-“

“Don’t worry. I have no intention of teaching it so harshly. After sparring a few times, I want to teach you even a suitable training sword.”

“Okay, sister.”

“Um.”

“Sister… Okay, so wait a minute…….”

Only then did Siabelle stop messing with Shione’s hair.

“Ooh… ….”

Shione straightened her disheveled hair, cursing her with her little mutter.

Dododo! Shione, who had gently stomped her foot, brought her a small comb from somewhere and came back slowly combing her hair.

There was a small resentment in Sione’s eyes. Siabel seemed to like the reaction, and she took a step back with a satisfied smile.

“If you do, let’s go now. Ray, I prepared a separate sword for you to use.”

Having said that, Sia Belle took the lead, singing her cheerful hum with her pure timbre.

Sione and I silently followed her like little children who used to follow the Pied Piper.

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However, in the silence, Shione wondered if she wanted to play a prank on Siabelle, who had just stroked her hair.

All she could do was raise her hand through her tightly tied hair and retrieve it over and over again.

“Shione, are you going to play with her sister’s hair?”

“No, that’s….”

In the end, Shione was caught by Siabelle and stroked wildly.

* *

She said she teaches swords, so I thought she would go to the gymnasium.

Sia Bell passed by the gymnasium, and she led Shione out into a more obscure place.

As if it had been a long time since Shione had come here, she was drunk with the nostalgia of her past and was looking around her. I was the only one who didn’t know what was at the end of the awkward road and had doubts about the current situation.

“Siabelle, haven’t you already passed the gymnasium?”

“Isn’t it?”

“But can you hear why they keep heading this way?”

“That’s-“

Sia Belle replied, slowing her pace.

“I got permission to use her mother’s private training center. We will train there.”

If it’s my mother’s personal training center, is it a place where Ainel trains separately?

I had never seen her sharpen her sword, even when she had just been sold to the county and followed Ainel around. Also, when she learned the geography of this place, she hadn’t heard much explanation about this place, the outermost part of her mansion, and she had no intention of giving it to me.

Some expectations arose from the idea that it was a new place in the count’s house, which I had already become accustomed to.

Then, Shione cautiously opened her mouth.

“You mean your mother’s personal training center… ? Unni, that’s where her mother had that incident—”

Sia Bell narrowed her eyes at Sione’s continued words, and she glanced at me.

After that, she turned around and stroked her hair again before Shione could speak any further.

“No need to worry. Even my mother allowed it.”

“… All right.”

“Yes, yes.”

Siabelle and Sione just walked quietly after making people curious.

I also moved quietly, riding on the bandwagon of the atmosphere that had subsided somewhere.

Then, not long after, a building appeared.

A training room for knights with a ceiling. It was wide enough for one knight to train his sword, and just the right size for two knights to intertwine their swords.

Cleaning and maintenance are steady, but there was nothing messy or anything. It must have been a long time since the training room had not been properly used for a long time, and there was no trace of anyone other than that.

“I plan to teach swords here about three times a week from now on. Your sword that killed me and other protective equipment are prepared over there, so check them out.”

“Okay.”

As Siabelle said, I roughly checked my sword and protective gear and relaxed.

Around the time when vitality began to circulate through our bodies, Siabelle and I put on our protective gear.

Shione’s only role was to observe from a distance from us.

“From now on, let’s measure your skills.”

“If it’s skill… Didn’t you check it in the Dalian we had before?”

“No, not pure swordsmanship like that. Skills when actively managing mana.”

After saying that, Siabelle grinned.

Out of all the smiles I’ve seen today, it was the surest. Deep fun and interest. And I could feel the anticipation emanating from her.

“Ray, I’m sure you said that you can put your magic into a sword just like you can put magic into an arrowhead.”

Siabelle Cianella, who was brave and cool on top of the castle wall, and smiled coolly and warmly in front of Sione and me.

As she stood slightly crooked, her own sword for support, her mischievous little demon smiled.

“Can you show me now?”