Chapter 28
Woke up as a Worthless Swordsmanship Genius
Episode 28
â Garbage.
A bug failureâ¦.
A useless person that no negative words can describe.
Mahol is that kind of guy. He is an incompetent person who knows nothing and cannot even resist properly.
At first, it started as a request from one person, but over time it became interesting.
Bugs Bugs It really looked like a bug, and beating the crouching guy was like playing with a toy.
Whatâs there to be afraid of when the Viscountâs son, Jones, is by your side?
Teachers canât even talk to us.
âUgh!â
But that thought didnât last long.
A man suddenly appeared.
The son of Count Millennium.
The moment a guy with a reputation for being an incompetent idiot appeared, something seemed off.
Still, it was okay. We thought that if we cheered him on, he would get over it quickly.
âgo away.â
But it wasnât.
It was so intense from the beginning that I couldnât even speak.
When I saw him completely ignoring what we said and closing his eyes and ears, I was so angry that I almost shook my fist.
If it werenât for the countâs son, he would have been rolling around on the ground a long time ago.
With that in mind, I wore a mask, flattered myself, and headed to the training ground.
As expected, Jones and his friends were punishing bugs.
A guy who dared to put us in front of him and hope for help from others.
The sin deserved death, but we decided to take the punishment as our toy.
To be harsher and to pique our interest.
âThen I heard he had a younger sister.â
The client told me not to mess with her.
That was no longer possible. Our leader said he wouldnât leave her alone.
âIâm here? What do you think will happen?â
âno. I think it would be too much. âThey didnât even pay attention to us.â
âokay? âI canât help it.â
We have decided to stop trying to attract the countâs son to our side.
If it couldnât be done, it couldnât be done.
For now, weâve decided to hope that they donât disturb us.
âWeâll have to see your skillsâ¦â
the teacher continued. He smiled.
I waited for this moment.
A time to publicly crush others and lift ourselves up.
A time when you can choose your opponent and beat them up as you like.
âhey. i envy you. âIt starts with you.â
âIâll solve it properly. Do it in moderation. âI have to do it too.â
âokay.â
I got on the sparring grounds.
âWho are you going to nominate?â
Who are you going to nominate?
Isnât it already decided? He raised his finger and pointed at the bug curled up among his friends.
âhey. âCome up.â
The bug woke up and wriggled.
And then, staggeringly, he grabbed the wooden sword and came up to the sparring hall.
I looked at him and imagined how I would hit him.
Our own sandbag.
âcome out.â
But this time he stepped forward again.
He took the wooden sword from the bug and stood in front of it.
âItâs okay. teacher.â
A face that feels angry. Strangely enough, my body trembled as I looked at that face.
Maybe it was because of the way he looked on the first day.
A force never seen in people of his age.
âHe is an incompetent idiot.â
But what does that mean?
In the end, he is just an incompetent idiot.
Even if he showed that momentum, thatâs it.
âThatâs not something I decided on my own. âBecause you have to have the other personâs consent.â
The teacher looks back at him.
A face asking for an opinion. He glanced at Raymond and nodded.
âIâll do it.â
There was no reason to refuse.
According to the rumor, you will be lucky if you hit yourself even once.
And more than anything, he felt bad because Raymond seemed to be ignoring him.
âIâll crush the bridge of your nose.â
No matter how much he is the Countâs son, he will not risk what happened in Dalian.
When will another opportunity come to legally break the countâs restraint?
âI think this is your first time practicing swordsmanship. Would you like to come in first?â
Still, I decided to give it a chance first.
âOh yeah? âThank you.â
A cold smile.
When that smile made me anxious, he disappeared from sight.
***
How should I tighten it so that it gets known that it is well tightened?
I examined the guy by tapping his toe with the wooden sword.
He has a sturdy physique, probably due to some training. The posture holding the wooden sword was also quite good.
That was all.
Although he was well-controlled, the one I saw was full of loopholes.
Is it possible for him to look so confident with such shabby skills?
âI will give you a chance. âPlease come in first.â
While I was contemplating whether to break my leg or my arm, he provoked me.
A confident attitude that says I can win no matter what I do, telling me to come in first.
That attitude was even more annoying.
âThank you.â
This opportunity would be a waste to knock him out right away.
Because you can hit without worrying about what others think.
Then keep it simple.
He clung close and swung his wooden sword.
âUgh!â
Sigh!
The guy hurriedly raised his wooden sword and blocked it.
Yes, this needs to be prevented.
Because I swung it with a lot of force.
Perfect!
I swung, aiming for the side. I turned to the side of the guy who was struggling to block and swung my wooden sword.
Pow!
âWow!â
I kicked the head of the guy who was leaning down, holding his side in pain.
âYou canât collapse already.â
I got hit in the face.
Kwasik.
The manâs nose collapses and his body staggers.
As I take a step away from him, he stumbles and grabs my face.
I dropped the wooden sword a long time ago.
âItâs sparring, but you canât let go of the wooden sword.â
I kicked the wooden sword and hit the hand of the guy holding his nose.
âevil!â
Suddenly, the sound of a finger bone breaking was heard.
When I glanced to the side, the teacher just looked at me with a serious look on his face and did not do anything to stop me.
âCatch me?â
I picked up the wooden sword that the guy had dropped and struck his hand.
Kwasik. Crack.
The rice field screamed and sat down.
All the bones in both hands were broken and he was in no condition to hold a wooden sword.
âThis isnât enough.â
There are still a lot of guys left to deal with.
I lifted the wooden sword at an angle and struck the guyâs neck.
100 million! I looked around, leaving behind the guy who was falling down with a sound.
Everyone looked surprised at the results that were different from what they expected.
The reactions I saw at the banquet.
Itâs amazing and surprising that I, an incompetent idiot, defeated Iljin with swordsmanship rather than magic.
Some people were surprised by what I looked like.
Some people laughed at the team that lost to an incompetent idiot.
No one liked the guy who showed off his skills and looked down on others.
âYou there.â
He kicked the guy who was lying on the sparring field and pushed him out of the sparring hall and pointed towards the group.
While I was distracted, this guy was sitting with Mahol as a chair.
He pointed to either Johnson or Jones.
The guyâs face was stiff.
I bet you didnât think I would win.
âCome up.â
And he probably didnât even know that I was referring to him.
âunder!â
The guy snorted as if he was shocked.
Then he nodded to the group of soldiers next to him and signaled to them, asking if I should go all the way to a place like this.
âNo. âYou all come up.â
âwhat? âThis is crazyâ¦!â
âIs that guy crazy about wanting to die?â
The group got angry at my provocation.
How can they remain silent when they look down on themselves in front of everyone?
âOh reallyâ¦â
Even though they were shaking, they couldnât even think of coming up to the sparring hall.
I could see that they were worried about what would happen if they broke after seeing what I had just seen.
So, in order to shatter those worries, I was willing to provoke them further.
âWhy are you scared? You look scary. âI will understand.â
âWhat a dogâ¦!â
âOr come up.â
I glared at the guy who was trying to swear at me.
These guys run amok with the power of a guy named Jones on their backs.
I think I have to step on each one to relieve this dirty feeling.
âEspecially you there. Arenât you embarrassed to say something like that to such an idiot? âI canât do that because Iâm so embarrassed.â
âHaâ¦â
He sighs deeply at my words.
And glares at the teacher.
âAh⦠itâs okay. teacher. âOne-versus-many fights also happen often.â
âHmm.â
The teacher closes his mouth. Then he rolled his eyes back and forth and nodded.
âThereâs nothing you canât do if the other person agrees.â
Fortunately, the teacher didnât seem to be on anyoneâs side.
The teacher was convinced that it was possible.
Here, if the Iljin members say they wonât do it, they will get scared and run away.
Can these guys who are all about Gao do that?
does not exist.
If we run away from here, the power of the group that has been captured so far will disappear, so how can we refuse?
âgood. âIf thatâs what you want, Iâll do it.â
âoh. âThank you so much for that.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
A group of soldiers came up to the sparring hall carrying wooden swords.
The teacher came down from the sparring room and just watched with his arms crossed.
He turned his head to the group and said.
âWouldnât it be fun if I just did that?â
ââ¦.â
âHow about making a bet? If you guys win, Iâll do whatever you want. âWhether itâs money or people.â
They are agitated by my words.
The teacher and the students who were watching looked surprised.
I threw bait to them.
âIf you donât like it, donât. âThey say they canât do it because they think theyâll lose, but thereâs no reason for me to do it.â
ââ¦Since you said anything, are you saying youâll even do something that passes under my legs?â
âThereâs nothing you canât do.â
âWhat do we do when we lose?â
I took the bait.
In the first place, I had no intention of just beating them up.
I think Iâll feel better if I stop them from raising their heads at the academy.
âItâs simple. Today, you will crawl around the academy and become an animal. Well, since you resemble a wild boar, that would be perfect.â
They hesitated at my words.
Even though they were in the majority, they were thinking about the possibility of losing.
I provoked them again.
âCanât you? If you canât do it, donât do it. âI canât do it because Iâm scaredâ¦â
He burst out laughing.
Then they got very angry.
âsummer solstice. âThey wonât say that we lost because we had too many pages.â
âIf I say it twice, itâs nagging.â
done.
I smiled brightly at them.
âJones!â
âNoisy. Thereâs only one guy anyway. âWe may have beaten that guy by a fluke, but we are different.â
âButâ¦â
âBut, go to sleep.â âIf you canât do it, get out.â
âOh no! I will do it. âYou can do it!â
They raised their wooden swords and took a stance.
A total of five people.
It is a number that is neither too large nor too small.
I glanced around, but everyone thought I was going to lose.
Because I was an incompetent idiot, and they were idiots who knew how to swing a sword.
Above all, it was impossible in their common sense for one person to defeat five people.
âHa!â
They came running.
He tried to humiliate me by ending the sparring at any moment.
I quietly watched the attack.
slow.
It was so slow that I yawned.
It didnât pose any threat to the point where I thought it would have been more exciting when dealing with the Orcs.
Pow!
He dodged to the side and hit his head.
Then, he grabbed the shoulder of the person who was falling down screaming and threw him to the side.
âAhh!â
The attacking group collided with the unconscious man and fell.
Kwasik.
I swung my wooden sword and knocked him unconscious as well.
âdie!â
I stretched out my hand towards the guy who was screaming and running towards me.
The wooden sword swung in the air, and my hand grabbed the guyâs head and hit it on the ground.
âWhat is it?â
The other two hesitated, embarrassed.
There was no time to wait, so I ran towards them and swung my wooden sword from bottom to top.
Bah!
There was a sound of bones breaking, and the thing floated into the air, then fell down like a doll whose strings had been cut.
The last one.
Jones looked at me with trembling eyes.
I slowly approached the guy and swung the wooden sword.
between the sides of the thighs and between the eyebrows.
The stab went in properly. If it had been a real sword, it would have pierced the skull.
dump. I turned my gaze away from the falling guy and looked at Mahol.
I smiled at him who was looking at me blankly, saying he couldnât believe all of this.