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Chapter 11: A Sword Mastery Prodigy?
Chapter 11: A Sword Mastery Prodigy?
On the transparent panel in Rain's retina, the third page could now be accessed, titled 'Militia', and it was filled with densely packed icons.
Among the numerous icons, only one was lit up, and that was 'Basic Swordsmanship'.
After practicing swordsmanship for a while, Rain found that the difficulty of improving his Basic Swordsmanship skill was higher than that of 'Nailing Horse Shoes' on the Blacksmith Apprentice panel.
【You have trained in Basic Swordsmanship, and your understanding of it has improved!】
【Your Basic Swordsmanship skill has improved. Experience +1】
After two hours of practice, Rain had only gained a single level, reaching Basic Swordsmanship Lv.1 (2/100).
Rain made a quick estimation, "So, if I practice for eight hours a day, it will take me nearly a month to reach Level 2."
"Wait, if we average out the time, I won't even have eight hours of practice time each day. They say that next week, we'll start the beginner trainer training, and the week after that, it's archery training! This cycle will repeat every three months."
"In other words, on average, I'll only have one week each month to practice swordsmanship. If I practice for two hours a day on average, it will take me at least three months to raise my Basic Swordsmanship to Level 2."
Clearly, this rate of improvement was far from satisfying Rain's expectations.
After all, the Page evaluation was in three months! If there was an opportunity to embark on the extraordinary path as an Estate Guard, Rain would undoubtedly prioritize applying for that position.
After a moment of thought, Rain decided to use one of his precious skill points on Basic Swordsmanship to see its effect.
"In this extraordinary world, if I want to showcase my talent, there's no question that being a sword mastery prodigy is a better choice than being a blacksmith prodigy!"
With that thought, Rain silently added 1 point to Basic Swordsmanship.
As the panel updated, Basic Swordsmanship Lv.1 → Basic Swordsmanship Lv.2 (0/300)
Instantly, a flood of training memories related to Basic Swordsmanship poured into Rain's mind.
These memories were fragmented training snippets, like slides flashing through his mind and embedding themselves into his muscle memory.
When Rain opened his eyes again and demonstrated Basic Swordsmanship, it was as if he had been practicing it for eight hours a day for a whole month, and each strike became increasingly fluid.
【Your Basic Swordsmanship skill has improved. Experience +1】
【You've focused on practicing Basic Swordsmanship for an hour. Militia Occupation Experience +1】
Huh! Rain noticed that after reaching Level 2 in Basic Swordsmanship, the rate of increase in his Militia occupation level seemed to accelerate as well.
"Could it be that my Level 2 swordsmanship is boosting my Level 1 Militia panel?"
"Rain, when did you learn Basic Swordsmanship? You're such a bad friend, learning it behind my back without telling me!"
At this moment, Rain realized that George, who had been practicing diligently beside him, was staring at him with wide eyes!
George, puzzled, asked, "You never learned it? How come you're so good at it?"
Rain shook his head, "Of course not, where would I get the money to learn this?"
George thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
Hmm? That didn't sound right!
"Ah, Rain, does that mean you're a sword mastery prodigy?" George exclaimed, his eyes widening in surprise.
"Well..."
"I guess not, I just have a knack for Basic Swordsmanship."
George considered this and nodded, "That's true, Basic Swordsmanship is just the most basic entry-level swordsmanship. It doesn't make you a sword mastery prodigy!"
"My brother once mentioned that the nobility practices sword techniques passed down through their families, which are much more challenging than Basic Swordsmanship."
"Oh, is that so?" Rain listened but didn't seem too concerned.
After all, he had just acquired Basic Swordsmanship, and he knew that success was built step by step. He decided to focus on mastering the basics before worrying about anything else.
A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step!
So, Rain stopped chatting and continued to practice, his sweat dripping like rain.
As he watched the +1+1 experience points accumulate, Rain was fully focused and motivated.
Even George, standing nearby, was left in awe.
Was this the same lazy friend he knew?
How could he not be tired?
Rain's dedication was reminiscent of when he was trimming hooves, always full of energy like he had been injected with chicken blood.
George tried to motivate himself to keep up with his friend, but after a while, he found it tedious, exhausting, and hard to maintain.
At this moment, the pseudo-second-generation boys also noticed Rain's transformation.
"Browbeard, look at Rain, there's something off about him! At first, he was stumbling, but now, after just over an hour, he seems to be practicing smoothly!"
Browbeard followed Freckles' gaze and observed Rain's movements. After a few moments, his expression turned to one of disbelief:
"Damn, Rain must have practiced this before! His skill level is almost catching up to mine!"
"What?
"That's impressive!"
"But I heard Rayn's family is just tenants. Where did they get the money to learn basic swordsmanship?"
"Yeah, and look at George. He's best friends with Rayn, so it doesn't make sense that Rayn, who comes from a poorer background, learned swordsmanship, while George, who has a better situation, didn't."
Freckles, observing George's still clumsy swings with the wooden sword, made a crucial point. In contrast, Rayn's proficient swordsmanship was almost blinding.
The pseudo-second-generation nobles fell into deep thought.
Could Rayn be a swordsmanship genius?
Absolutely not!
They might admit that there are geniuses in the world, but that genius couldn't be a farmer's son like Rayn.
Swordmaster Humbert, naturally, noticed Rayn's transformation and was greatly surprised.
For him, a longtime estate guard who had taught many pages, if Rayn truly hadn't learned basic swordsmanship before, then while Rayn's current swordsmanship might not be the best, he was undoubtedly the most improved! At the start, when Rayn demonstrated these three basic moves, his awkwardness and clumsiness clearly marked him as a novice.
But now, after seemingly intense practice for a month or two, his proficiency was evident. Could Rayn have an innate talent for swordsmanship?
Or was he born with an innate connection to the sword?
Humbert decided to observe further.
After all, some people liked to play clever.
It had happened during previous page training.
Some pages deliberately concealed their prior swordsmanship experience, initially delighting Humbert, but their progress soon stagnated.
The lies were quickly exposed!
Because those who had prior experience or genuine talent were easily discernible over time.
In fact, Rayn had already restrained himself, intentionally slowing down his ironwood sword slashes to appear less eye-catching. As the pages practiced basic swordsmanship, the lowborn nobles and merchants' children also arrived at the outer courtyard's center to begin their sword training.
Leading them was the chestnut-haired, ponytailed noble girl.
As the youngest daughter of the Marquis of Habsburg, Kylie drew everyone's attention wherever she went.
Kylie glanced at the pages practicing basic swordsmanship from a distance.
She nodded to herself, impressed. The estate's page training was well implemented, and Sir Lloyd was indeed dedicated.
Huh?
Kylie casually glanced at the pages and immediately noticed two or three whose swordsmanship stood out among their peers.
First was a freckled boy, earnestly practicing the three basic sword techniques with admirable skill, a standout among the pages.
Next was the tall, bushy-browed boy with big eyes. His basic swordsmanship was the most polished of all the pages, but it seemed he had already reached his limit, showing little improvement after several attempts.
Most likely, he had practiced basic swordsmanship beforehand.
He could be ignored.
Lastly, on the far side of the group, was a thin, dark-haired boy, currently sweating profusely as he practiced.
Although his posture, in Kylie's eyes, was far from standard, and his force application lacked consistency, it was evident that he was trying hard.
What caught Kylie's attention was that with each repetition, his movements visibly became more standardized.
This rate of improvement...
He might be a promising talent!
Kylie tilted her head slightly and waved to a head maid named Shadiya beside her, asking, "Shadiya, who is that boy on the far right with black hair?"
"That's Rain, the farmer's son. His parents are tenants of the estate."
"What about the freckled boy?"
"That's Leonard, the son of the Golden Flash Inn's owner in Glintstone Town."
Kylie nodded without saying more. At that moment, a noble man standing nearby, who had been observing Kylie, couldn't help but speak up, "Miss Kylie, they're just lowly commoners, not worthy of your attention."
"Dennis! They are all subjects of the House of Habsburg, not the rabble you make them out to be!" Kylie glanced at the noble man beside her, displeasure in her voice.
Rumors from the New Continent spoke of the Eagle Federation, where commoners were now running for parliament. Yet, in the ancient empire, many nobles still believed their nobility was innate, and commoners were inherently base and ugly.
This antiquated mindset left Kylie feeling helpless.
The noble boy named Dennis, after being rebuked by Kylie, clearly showed a trace of anger on his face but dared not act out, silently enduring instead.
Behind Dennis, a boy in silk robes glanced at Kylie and then at Dennis, his lips curling up slightly as if he had thought of something.
(End of Chapter)
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