Chapter 57 – I Want to Become Stronger (01)

The moment I went up to the sparring hall with Sailian, I was hit in the head with a wooden sword within 5 seconds and rolled around on the floor.

At first, the Sailian, who faced me with his sword while intentionally acting defensively, immediately used the elasticity of his wooden sword to strike me on the side of the head.

Wow!

“Aaaaah!”

This really hurts!

The Sailian’s attack was so fierce and powerful that if his health level had not increased and his vitality had not increased, he would have immediately fainted or been in a near-death state.

“Aren, you’re strong, but why is your swordsmanship like this?”

“What does drinking alcohol have to do with swordsmanship?”

“I am. If you are a man, you should take care of your drinking capacity and sword skills.”

I wondered what kind of absurd logic it was, but as I was rubbing his head with tears in my eyes, Cylian was twirling his wooden sword and waiting for me to wake up.

“Oh oh…”

“Don’t worry. I’ll hit you weaker than before.”

In the end, it was about hitting.

‘Damn, you’re stronger than I thought!’

So, I quickly raised my guard, raised my sword defensively, and tried to respond to the Sailian, but at that moment, I saw the bottom of the Sailian’s shoe in my face.

‘Ah. This…’

Poop!

Fortunately, I didn’t get kicked directly on the side of the nose, but it lightly grazed the side of his ear, causing his head to spin, and the wooden sword in his hand was about to stab me in the neck, and I bounced off the front of his uvula with the wooden sword I was holding.

Taaak!

His palm his, his hurts his like it’s going to tear and his arm his, his throbs his.

“Quite a lot!”

However, when Cylian took advantage of the recoil I had thrown away and struck again using the elasticity of his waist, I was hit on his right forearm before I could come to my senses and had no choice but to roll on the floor.

“Uuuuuh!”

My arm his hurts like it might break.

Because it was sparring with a wooden sword, there were no fatal wounds, but the pain was so excruciating that I went from being dazed to dizzy repeatedly.

“Huh… Huh…”

“Should I take a rest?”

“No way!”

Still unable to recover from the shock, I tapped my throbbing ear to force myself to come back to my senses and swung my sword at the Sailian, but the Sailian had already dodged it by leaning his body and tried to hit my thigh with the wooden sword.

‘I expected this!’

Since I was doing a light counterattack while dodging with one hand, my bones would not be broken even if I got hit by this, and I thought it would hurt less if I got ahead of the point of impact and got hit first, so I lifted my leg on purpose to absorb the hit and stabbed the wooden sword threateningly.

“Laugh!”

Taaak!

Seeing how he somehow managed to retrieve his sword and block it, I tried to use the recoil to strike him, just like I had done to him earlier, but at that moment, he threw away his wooden sword and attacked me.

My grip was already broken and I didn’t have the strength to hold the wooden sword properly, so I threw it away cleanly and gave up and clenched my fist like a man.

‘Huh?’

And I felt it.

The fight is with the lich.

Puck!

‘Aaaaah! I made a mistake!!’

When fighting with a wooden sword, there was only a slight difference in distance, but when it turned into a fist fight, the arm length became the difference in reach.

If there is a difference of 10 from 100, you can catch up with 90, but if there is a difference of 10 from 20, you forgot that you cannot catch up with 10.

Moreover, since Sylyan’s abilities were higher, his weight class was longer, and his arm length was longer, I couldn’t even hit him properly with a real fist and was getting beat up one-sided.

I had my guard up, but each blow was a blow that shook my bones, and as I became dizzy, Sailian must have cooled off, so he relaxed his fists and tried to deal with me moderately.

“This is too different. Pick up the wooden sword. Let’s go back to swordsmanship.”

“No, don’t look at it!”

“Then you’ll be done in no time. And this isn’t a real fight, it’s just to improve your skills, so you have to go with it… Ugh!”

Seeing my fist threateningly aimed at his chin, Cylian narrowly dodged it, but looked quite surprised when I saw blood and scratches appear on his chin.

“Whoop… Whoop…”

“Hmm… He looks pretty and his eyes are fierce. Do you think the older sisters will like it?”

It’s already a bit difficult to be loved by a self-proclaimed older sister who lies about her age by two years.

“Well, it wouldn’t be polite for me to treat my friend casually when he is being serious.”

Sailian tightened his fists again and began to step on the steps.

“But you need to learn more.”

I lowered my head and raised my guard to counter the sharp fist aimed at my head, but before I knew it, Cylian kicked his knee up and hit my chin.

Wow!

I lost consciousness with the bone-throbbing pain.

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“Are you okay?”

“Ugh…”

Perhaps it was because I was hit squarely in the chin, but by the time I came to my senses, quite some time had passed.

Judging from my body being sore and throbbing, it seems like quite some time has passed since the sparring ended.

The feel of her thighs gently supporting the back of my neck and the two soft-looking lumps glimmering in my vision made me realize that I was now lying on Marianne’s lap of her.

“How long have I fainted…?”

“Not long. About 20 minutes?”

“Ugh…”

I think 20 minutes was long enough to keep me unconscious, but I also thought I would have woken up early after being hit on the chin so hard.

“You might have a concussion, so lie down for a moment.”

My head was spinning already and I couldn’t even get up.

‘Is your body… Okay?’

I opened my mouth and put my finger inside, but luckily my teeth and tongue were intact.

I don’t know if he was protected by the system or if the Cylian gave up on his knees at the end.

However, my lower jaw throbbed as if it was cracked or broken, but this is not a serious injury due to the nature of sparring, so it will recover over time.

“But why does Marianne look like that?”

Her lips she were poking out, giving her a very pouty expression.

“It’s nothing.”

“Are you mad at me?”

“No.”

It seemed like he wasn’t dissatisfied with me, considering that there wasn’t much change except for the heart gauge being at 4 and 10% and the affection level naturally decreasing.

‘Then… It must be a Cylian.’

It seemed like he was dissatisfied with Cylian, who beat me up as much as he liked me.

‘It’s difficult’

The affinity system not only applies to me, but also applies to my friends, so it’s a pain when things start to go wrong one by one over trivial things.

If they hate me, I can increase their likeability by making an effort, giving them gifts, and appeasing them, but if characters who like me start fighting, I have no way to intervene.

“My sister has a complicated mind…”

“Huh?”

“I know that I can’t hold a grudge against Cylian because he didn’t do anything bad or unfair. My sister has also been training at a famous swordsman’s school since she was a child.”

Because she was an expert in swordsmanship, she also held her sword since she was young, and it was a known fact to her that her swordsmanship training was harsh.

“But still, my sister thinks that a swordsman who wants to learn swordsmanship professionally and a person who was inevitably brought in to make up the number should be viewed differently.”

As Marianne stroked my chin as I lay on her lap, I could hear her feeling a little tingly as she still felt her pain.

“So, my sister… I think my brother doesn’t have to go to these lengths. Isn’t it enough for you to win over Cylian, Kay, and Gordon?”

In fact, the reason why Seri, who has no talent in swordsmanship, was added was simply to fill the number of players.

Among Class F students, there were many who were not suited for combat.

Aren’t Marian’s friends, Hollio and Seri, all non-combat characters?

“So, why don’t you learn from your sister? She will adapt to our younger brother. Huh?”

From Marian’s point of view, she might have wanted me to take on the role of a tax collector, just being formal and surrendering to fill the position.

Originally, the position of the main character in a match against each other was not to participate and fight directly, but to decide the turn, identify the opponent’s ability, and send him to a duel where he could win by matching his level .

This time too, I was able to easily win by sending out Gordon to the weaker opponents in class E and suppressing the rest with the strong abilities of Cylian, Kei, and Marian.

If you say so to Cylian, she’ll have a decent assortment so she can kill time by training with Seri. Maybe the remaining four will say that they can come and do other things while they are training.

If I want.

But I didn’t want to do that.

“Because I want to become stronger too.”

“Even though you have a sister?”

“To the point where I can even protect my sister.”

After hearing those words, Marian placed her hand on my forehead.

Takkong.

“Ahh!”

She used a lot of her own strength and struck her dead.

“My little brother really doesn’t listen to my sister. My sister is a little angry.”

That’s what I said, but when I saw the heart gauge rising slightly.

‘I fell in love’

He seemed a little moved by my lines.

“So, please be patient with what happens while training with the Cylians.”

“That’s not possible. Hitting my little brother is unforgivable.”

Be firm.

“Still. I’ll put up with it because my little brother is cool.”

Side.

Marian gently placed my head down, gently kissing my forehead as I lay on her lap her.

As I watched her go back to teaching Seri the basics of swordsmanship, I also rubbed my throbbing chin with my hand to relieve it and stood up.

“Sailian! Let the second round begin!”

Cylian, who was half-heartedly teaching Seri some self-defense techniques, grinned and took her two wooden swords and climbed up. I broke her frozen neck and climbed onto the sparring room with a grinning expression on her face.

“Did you rest well? You looked comfortable lying on the class president’s lap.”

“Why are you jealous?”

“I’m jealous of dating in my youth… But it doesn’t matter to me.”

It is said that she has almost no right to succeed to the throne, but she is still royalty, so she cannot even dream of love marriage.

“So. Should we try to do it properly this time?”

“Huh?”

As I was wrapping a bandage around her torn hand her, I shivered at the sight of Cylianne’s evil grin of her.

“A single man is strong…? And that’s if you were watching salting be done right in front of your eyes for 20 minutes…?”

What. This intense anger.

I felt goosebumps running down my back as I looked at Cylian’s burning eyes of her, which seemed to scream hell for solos and hell for couples.

It was also an expression ready to send the couple directly to hell.

“…Are we really sparring to improve my skills?”

“No, this is to relieve my very personal anger.”

“Change, change! Kay! Gordon! Or sisteraaaaa!!”

Sailian’s emotional wooden sword was really painful.

It wasn’t just that my bones weren’t broken, but it felt like my bones and flesh were separating every time I got hit.