Woke up as a Worthless Swordsmanship Genius

Episode 197

How many opportunities will there be to see a spirit in one’s lifetime?

Spiritualists are extremely rare. It’s hard to see it once in your life.

Sometimes it is difficult for the spirit itself to make a contract, and sometimes talent is the most important thing.

It is said that if you do not have a friendly relationship, it is impossible to even see someone, let alone make a contract.

If you meet a spiritist, he may say that you have used your whole life’s luck.

The spirit itself was that rare.

Humans have almost no affinity, so although spiritists receive the utmost treatment, there are many cases where even they die without knowing that they have affinity.

So, if you want to meet a spiritist, you often bring an elf with you.

But the unfortunate thing is that even those elves have strong ostracizing tendencies, so meeting them was difficult.

This was the same in the south where they coexisted with elves in the same area.

Elves do not show themselves easily.

They never let out enemies that enter their territory.

They protect themselves by killing thoroughly.

After several clashes, Easton decided that it was best not to enter the forest, let alone meet the elves, and never entered their forest.

Until Raymond arrived, they had had no contact with elves for several years.

Since there were no encounters with elves, there was no opportunity to see spirits.

The wind spirit came to them without warning.

He didn’t just come here, he was looking for the Marquis of Easton.

Since they were looking for the head of the command system, they became as sensitive as they could be.

Even though a peace agreement was made with the elves, that did not mean that the resentment that had been going on would disappear.

There are dozens or even hundreds of comrades who have died after accidentally stepping into the elf forest.

As Easterners have fewer numbers and more threats, they become more connected to each other.

They had no concept of others.

Everyone is family and comrades in arms.

For them, the death of a colleague was a matter they had to bury deep in their hearts.

However, an enemy who contributed to the deaths of those colleagues appeared.

If their superiors had told them to stay still and had not thought about maintaining peace, they would have attacked the wind spirit right away.

That’s how excited they were.

“Why are you looking for the commander?”

One of the marquis’ vassals tried to talk to the wind spirit.

I tried not to put the Marquis in danger.

When the marquis dies, their will to fight also disappears.

The Marquis was their spiritual leader.

Therefore, they wanted to prevent the Marquis from becoming dangerous in advance.

[I have nothing to say to you. Bring the person in charge.]

But despite their efforts, the wind spirit just repeated the same words.

It remained the same as when it first appeared, with its arms crossed.

It appears that he has nothing to say until the Marquis of Easton appears.

The vassals were embarrassed.

I was worried about whether the Marquis would be safe.

Then, one person suddenly appeared in their minds.

“Lord Bane! Yes, there was Lord Bane!”

“Right. “If you are the Sword Master, Lord Bane, you will be able to safely serve the commander!”

Since the Wind Spirit had come, the Marquis had to show up anyway.

Not only did they sign a peace agreement, but they had no intention of returning unless the Marquis showed up.

It may be okay for a day or two, but if it continues for a long time, words may arise among the soldiers.

Due to constant vigilance, you may become exhausted before you even fight the barbarians.

That wasn’t going to happen.

The Marquis must move to prevent that from happening.

With the Sword Master by your side, your safety is guaranteed.

Even if you are a spirit, you cannot defeat the Sword Master alone.

No, it would be different if it were the Spirit King.

Because their mere existence is like a natural disaster.

However, the Spirit King was famous among the elves as someone who could not be called, and the wind spirit that came here was only a high-level spirit, let alone the Spirit King.

Even though it has tremendous power, it is not enough to compete with the Sword Master.

They moved right away.

He called for Count Warrug and made sure that he and the Marquess of Easton accompanied him.

“You really are the spirit of the wind. “I never thought I would live to see a spirit.”

The Marquis of Easton appeared.

The retainers reflexively looked around him.

“It looks different from the spirit I saw in the war. The ones I met back then were said to be mid-level spirits, or they were people who didn’t have much skill and didn’t have the taste for fighting. They’re the same as the ones I saw in the forest. High level spirit? “I guess that’s about it.”

Count Warrug was with him.

He looked up and down and tasted it, as if trying to figure out the wind spirit’s power.

“Do you think you can win if you fight?”

“We have to win. But there are ten of them? “It’s hard for me to gather that much.”

“That alone is great. “It’s not for nothing that the Sword Master is called the strongest.”

Being able to deal with ten high-level wind spirits was truly amazing.

A top-level sword expert is equivalent to a high-level wind spirit.

But just by going one step further, you can fight back ten times that much.

“But that’s only possible on flat land like this. “If I go into their territory, I might lose.”

“I guess that’s natural. “Even the dog eats half of the food at my house.”

They said they were whispering among themselves, but perhaps because the surroundings were so quiet, everyone nearby heard their conversation.

And in a way, that was intentional.

They say they have enough power to deal with even the wind spirit.

In order to encourage the allies’ fighting spirit, they pretended to lower their voices while speaking.

The knights and soldiers who did not know this naturally had hope as they were sword masters.

No matter how many barbarians there are, in the end victory is theirs.

[Are you in charge here?]

“That’s right. “I am in charge here.”

The wind spirit looks at the Marquis of Easton.

Unlike the Marquis of Easton, who was just over 180cm tall, the Wind Spirit was well over 2m tall and looked naturally looking down.

Originally, it would have been pointed out as blasphemous, but the wind spirit is a being that cannot be viewed by human standards.

The Marquis of Easton passed over without notice and continued the conversation.

“Why did you come to see me?”

[I have something to tell you.]

The Marquis of Easton’s eyes sank at the wind spirit’s words.

This is because sending a spirit to tell them something is not a light task.

The Marquis of Easton massaged his sore neck and looked up at the wind spirit.

[Raymond Millennium. I will not send him back today.]

“…?!”

The faces of the Marquis of Easton and Earl Warrug hardened.

Cursing words came out of the mouths of the people watching around.

That was a notice.

A notice that no matter what they say, they will not send Raymond back.

For those who knew the importance of Raymond, this was something they could not easily accept.

The Marquis of Easton was not sure how to react for a moment and was delayed in answering.

Before he spoke, Count Warrug suddenly came to mind.

He tried to move alone, saying he was going to look for Raymond, but will he really stay still after hearing this?

Feeling ominous for a moment, the Marquis of Easton hurriedly looked back at Count Warrug.

Sure enough, Count Warrug’s face was distorted like that of a vicious demon.

“What kind of bullshit are you talking about?”

A blue haze rose from Count Warrug’s body.

It is a trace of aura being used.

Count Warrug had auras covering his entire body as if he was about to attack the wind spirit at any moment.

His hand goes to the sword at his waist.

“Bane! “Calm down for a moment!”

“….”

The Marquis of Easton hastily stops him.

This is where things get complicated as he attacks the wind spirit.

Count Warrug looked back at the Marquis of Easton, gritted his teeth, and relaxed his grip on the sword.

Leaving behind him, who was taking a deep breath and calming down, the Marquis of Easton spoke to the wind spirit.

“Can you tell me in detail what that means?”

[Literally. He will be with us.]

The Wind Spirit looks at Count Warrug as if that were all.

The wind spirit is closely related to mana.

Therefore, it reacts sensitively to Count Warrug’s aura.

“I’m asking why you want to keep him and whether you accepted it.”

[We wanted to stay with him and he agreed.]

Would this be a sufficient answer?

Looking at Count Warrug’s expression, it doesn’t seem like that is the case.

“Phew… This is why I don’t like ears. Because it’s purely arbitrary. Just go ahead and wipe it out? Raymond, what on earth is that guy thinking? “When I come back, I will never leave you alone.”

The sight of him muttering softly even gave me goosebumps.

If it wasn’t captured, it wouldn’t be surprising if the elves attacked it.

“Raymond said he would stay there?”

[Yes. He said he was with us today.]

“Hmm…”

The Marquis of Easton looked at the wind spirit who nodded and smoothed his chin.

It had been a week, but from what he had seen during that time, Raymond was not the type of person to make decisions hastily.

At least there was a reason for everything he did.

Isn’t that the case with the peace agreement with the elves?

He casually did things that they themselves would never have dreamed of doing.

Looking at that, I thought there must be a reason for this incident.

“I understand. “You know that.”

“It’s not possible!”

“Stay still. You’re all good, but your overreaction is the problem. “Why do you treat a grown man like that?”

The Marquis clicked his tongue at Count Warrug and spoke to the wind spirit.

“I’ll leave him in your care for today. I just want you to remember that you can’t harm him even in the slightest. “At least I won’t sit still.”

[…I understand.]

The wind spirit, who was looking at Count Warrug, nodded.

It may have been unpleasant, but it showed the power of Count Warrug.

The Spirit of Wind, who felt that he would really do it, said that he would do it.

The wind spirit disappears.

The wind gathered where he was and created a small whirlwind.

“Why did you allow it?”

“Then did you try to fight?”

“That’s…”

“I’m not sure that fighting him will get him back. Moreover, if there is a conflict, they will most likely return him. “It would be nice if we didn’t take them hostage.”

“….”

Count Warrug closed his mouth at those words.

Because it was Raymond’s job, I was so sensitive that I didn’t even think about it.

“I’m not saying I’m going to kill him, but I’m just going to keep him for a day, so there’s no reason to refuse. Rather, this could be an opportunity to understand their strengths.”

“….”

“But you should be prepared. “If they break their promise, I will step in, so don’t worry too much.”

After the Marquis said that, Count Warrug had nothing more to say.

After hesitating for a moment, he bowed his head and walked away.

The Marquis of Easton, who was looking at that scene, turned his head and looked in the direction where the elves were.

“Yes, if you break your promise.”

His eyes glowed ferociously as he muttered softly.

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