Starting the next morning, we were set to begin our work in earnest within the Western Margravate—but of course, our daily training came first.
Inviting Casey-san and Telma-san to join us had been part of the plan… but for some reason, Emilia-sama and Kent-chan dressed in full knight attire and brimming with enthusiasm, were already waiting in the courtyard too.
“Fufu, we train every morning as well. Let’s do our best together today.”
“I’ll do my best!”
Hmm… I wasn’t quite sure how intense to make the session, but for now, we might as well stick to our usual routine.
We began, as always, with exercises to circulate and control our mana.
“Sue-san, would you mind teaching us how to control mana as well?”
“We mainly use it for physical enhancement, but we still can’t handle it very well…”
“Of course—let’s practice together.”
Casey-san and Telma-san immediately gathered around Sue, eager to learn everything they could about mana control. They were the same age, both noble daughters—and seeing them so openly teaching and learning from each other like this was honestly refreshing.
After that, we moved on to some light sparring practice.
“Toryaaa!”
“Whoa amazing!”
Kent-chan was absolutely thrilled as he watched Shiro and Ao’s usual high-speed sparring match unfold before him. More importantly, Kent-chan isn’t even two years old yet, and somehow he can actually follow their movements.
“Fufufu, Ken-chan has exceptionally sharp eyes. As a fighter, he’s quite the promising prospect.”
“No, no—his education as the future Margrave comes first.”
I couldn’t help but interject as Emilia-sama beamed with pride, but there was no doubt about it—Kent-chan had clearly inherited her blood.
“Sue, your movements are truly impressive.”
“But I’ve only just started learning swordsmanship from the Northern Margrave’s soldiers.”
“In that case, we shall be the ones to teach you next.”
Sue, Casey-san, and Telma-san had completely hit it off, pushing each other to improve.
Watching them, both Emilia-sama and I couldn’t help but smile.
“Now then, I’ll spar with Shun.”
“Yes, I look forward to it.”
Fran and Horn were already paired off as usual, leaving me without a partner—so I ended up doing combat training with Emilia-sama. An opportunity to face a top-tier martial artist like her doesn’t come often. I’d better give this everything I’ve got.
“Come on, anytime you’re ready.”
The moment I looked at her, a bead of sweat slipped down my cheek.
Emilia-sama stood there with her arms hanging loosely at her sides, completely unguarded. At a glance, she looked wide open—but if I rushed in carelessly, I’d be countered in an instant.
No tricks, then. I’ll go all out from the start.
“Hah—sei!”
“Good. Come at me with everything you’ve got.”
I launched a series of thrusts and kicks straight at her, but Emilia-sama deflected and evaded them all with the bare minimum of movement. I had planned to study her technique as we fought—but I didn’t have that kind of leeway at all.
She was on a completely different level.
Thud.
“Guh—!”
“Let’s call it a day here. Your movements are excellent, Shun, but your body control is still lacking. Before trying to copy my technique, you should first refine your own.”
“So you saw right through me. As expected of you, Emilia-sama.”
With a light sweep of my legs, she sent me off balance—and before I even realized it, the edge of her hand was already poised at my throat. She really is on an entirely different level.
“Now then, the rest of you—come at me one by one. I’ll point out each of your areas for improvement tomorrow.”
“Then Shiro’s next!”
“I’m after that!”
Without breaking a sweat, Emilia-sama took on challenger after challenger.
At this point, the defeat was so absolute that it almost felt refreshing.
This is translated by Yume Neiji. Kindly read at yumeneijiworks.com
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