Beatrix was hesitating in front of the guest room today. She was unsure whether to knock on the door or not.
âItâs been three days alreadyâŚâ
The first prince had suddenly requested a meeting with the duke and locked himself in the guest room ever since.
It had been almost three days now.
She couldnât help but be curious about what had happened. The prince had endured the beating (?) from the duke with jokes and resilience, but what had they talked about that made him like this?
âI canât ask my father either.â
âWhy? Are you worried about the first prince?â
If she did, her father would probably laugh out loud and plan some more nonsense.
âTo go in or not?â
But her dilemma was interrupted by a sudden noise.
Bang!
âYour Highness!?â
âHm? What brings you here, princess?â
The door opened abruptly and the prince, who had been secluded for three days, finally came out.
His eyes were dull and his face, which had been decent and neat for a prince, looked tired and weary.
âI wasâŚâ
âPerfect timing. I had something to ask you, princess!â
The prince didnât seem to care about her trailing off and dragged her to the reception room.
She had no choice but to follow him with a puzzled expression.
Thud!
âŚ
âI have no clue!â
He was tearing his hair out and immersed in his thoughts until a moment ago. The duke had said that he had a lot of things to his advantage.
But what did that mean for breaking through to the next stage?
âOpen help.â
[Force Control-Stage 4 is opened.]
[How to reach Stage 4-Stage 4 varies depending on the individualâs personality, so there is no definitive answer. Find your own breakthrough!]
âIs this supposed to be advice?â
He had unlocked the next stageâs help with his [Achievement], but it was no different from the dukeâs vague words.
Personality, own breakthrough, what he had, young ageâŚ
âHuh?â
A person flashed across his mind.
Someone who had reached the peak of superhumans at a young age was right next to him!
Beatrix!
She was a genius who had reached the peak of superhumans in her twenties with pure talent, unlike him who had received the systemâs help. She was still immature, but she must have had her own secret.
âI should ask her something.â
He hurriedly opened the door and that was what happened just now.
âŚ
âYou want to ask me about swordsmanship?â
Beatrix retorted with disbelief. She had been subdued by the prince in a matter of days.
She was already asking for guidance from the duke, so what could he learn from her?
âDamn it! I chose the wrong words.â
He saw her expression sour slightly as if she felt mocked by him and quickly changed his words.
âHaha, no, not that. Come to think of it, you are unusually interested in swords for a princess.â
He started to beat around the bush desperately as an excuse.
âIs there any reason why you are so devoted to training? Iâm just curious.â
He threw out a question that he had been quite curious about in his previous life.
The duke was not strict with his only daughter nor did he lack an heir.
There must have been something that made her interested in swordsmanship other than simple talent.
âThatâsâŚâ
She lowered her head slightly and began to tell him about her past with embarrassment. It was a trivial reason now that she thought about it, but she couldnât just brush off the princeâs question.
âWhen I was young, I used to play hide and seek with my father in the garden.â
âTsk, that old man is really childish. How old is he to play hide and seek with his daughter at that status? Geez.â
He clicked his tongue inwardly and listened to her story.
âI never caught my father once, whether it was playing or training.â
She finished her last sentence with a blush on her face.
âMy goal then and now is to make my sword touch him once. Thatâs why I became interested in swordsmanship.â
She seemed genuinely embarrassed and buried her head low.
âI see. He could have let you catch him once or twice. He has a surprisingly childish sideâŚâ
âWait a minute? Hide and seek? Goal?â
He was listening to her story while thinking of the duke as a surprisingly funny old man when a flash of light crossed his mind.
âYour Highness?â
His expression suddenly became serious and Beatrix looked at him with bewilderment.
âBeatrix, Wilhelm Grand Duke, Nuada, Count Carlos âŚâ
He slowly recalled the strong people of the continent and their abilities that he had seen so far.
The puzzle pieces fit together in his head in an instant.
âI got it!â
He grabbed Beatrixâs hand with a surge of joy.
âBeatrix! Thank you so much. Thank you! Hahaha!!!â
âYour Highness!?â
âI need to resume my training as soon as possible!â
He had unconsciously reacted to Beatrix as he had in his previous life, which was too friendly, but he didnât have time to care about that now.
He rushed downstairs to find the duke.
Beatrix stared blankly at his back and then.
âPfft!â
She let out a small laugh. He was a person who showed an interesting reaction. She didnât mind being called by her name and having her hand held. It wasnât unpleasant.
âHeâs not like a prince and his personality is weird, but heâs kind of friendly.â
That was Beatrixâs evaluation of him so far.
âŚ
Soon after.
âIt seems like you have realized something.â
âIâm not sure yet. Please be more merciless than usual.â
He faced the duke in the training hall with a faint smile.
The duke silently raised his wooden sword and aimed at him.
And he had to suffer twice as much as usual that day.
It seemed like there was no progress at all.
But he didnât show any sign of disappointment, and the duke just repeated the usual training as he asked.
One dayâŚ
Two daysâŚ
Three daysâŚ
But from the fifth day on, something clearly changed.
âThe wound is healing!â
Beatrix exclaimed in surprise as she wrapped the bandage.
Thatâs right. The bruises that he had shown from his training were gradually fading as time passed.
After a week of resuming his training, his wounds had halved.
After two weeks, even the duke bit his tongue.
âIt seems he has grasped the knack at that age. Truly amazing.â
It wasnât that he had reduced his attacks. The dukeâs wooden sword couldnât accurately target Urius anymore.
As they entered the third week, his wounds were barely noticeable even after the sparring was over.
And finally.
âCongratulations. It seems you have entered the realm.â
Exactly a month later, Eurius was able to withstand the dukeâs wooden sword without a single wound for three hours.
âItâs time to test your achievements so far.â
The Duke of Dios called Beatrix with a stern expression.
âRize, go to my room and bring my sword.â
Beatrix flinched.
The duke rarely asked for his sword except for maintenance. And that was only when he wore it for official events. How often would the duke, who was one of the strongest in the continent, need to draw his sword?
A few minutes later.
Eurius, the Duke of Dios, and Beatrix were standing in a large hall in the basement of the dukeâs mansion.
âThis place is a training ground that only our familyâs lords can use.â
The duke winked at Beatrix to make her stay away, then drew his sword.
âYou can use your full strength here without any problem.â
âThatâs what I hoped for. Today, Iâll try to give you a proper blow.â
To be honest, Eurius had been sharpening his sword against the duke for nearly two months, even though it was training. He had been beaten mercilessly without any mercy.
âHehe, it wonât be easy.â
âHe goes full force from the start.â
He wasnât an opponent who would fall for a clumsy probing attack.
The duke didnât let his guard down either.
âI donât know what kind of ability he has gained, but I have to be careful.â
At least, judging by the fact that he had dodged all of his attacks so far, it might be a speed or defense type ability.
The duke took a defensive stance first, as if inviting him to come. But at that moment, the duke felt a cold sensation on his neck.
Kwaaang!
A loud noise erupted as the swords clashed.
The duke hastily defended his neck. Euriusâs attack had started without any warning.
â!?â
The astonished duke retreated a few steps. Even though he was one of the best among superhumans, he had been pushed back momentarily even though he had allowed him to attack first.
And it wasnât just one attack. Invisible attacks flew at him from all directions, relentlessly targeting him.
Eurius also bit his tongue inwardly.
âHuh, he blocked it without knowing my ability? Heâs really a monster-like old man.â
Euriusâs attack was an invisible slash!
But it wasnât just invisible.
The condition for him to manifest the breakthrough that broke through the fourth stage wall was as follows:
âEveryoneâs personality is expressed according to their environment, goals, and paths they have lived!â
âSpeed that can catch anything.â
Beatrixâs ability in her previous life was a swift attack faster than sound.
âI saw a flood when I was young and the dam in our territory collapsed. That memory is the most vivid for me.â
Duke Carlosâs case was a sturdy wall that could block anything.
âI had a goal that I wanted to break since I stood on my own two feet! And I was able to turn it into dust!â
Nuadaâs case was pure destructive power.
But what about him?
He wasnât a warrior, but an emperor. He didnât have a wall that he wanted to overcome as a warrior. He just lived a regretful life in his previous life and wanted to reverse it.
So he couldnât figure out what he wanted. The path of a warrior was not his goal but a tool!
At first, he thought that the goal he had set while training as a warrior was all there was to the condition. But after talking with Beatrix, he realized that it wasnât.
âEven a childish thought from childhood can have a great influence on oneâs values!â
He looked back on his life from his previous life to this one.
âYour Highness Eurius, I trust you. You must become a great emperor.â
It was Mariusâs voice, who always tried to educate him properly.
âEurius! You are the first prince of the empire. You must never disgrace yourself!â
It was his fatherâs voice, who always scolded him harshly.
His father was the Iron-blooded Emperor.
He often scolded him harshly for being immature.
âYour Majesty, you must survive and plan for the future.â
It was Beatrixâs voice, who died protecting him until the end.
Eurius in his previous life always suffered from that pressure.
âItâs too heavy for me.â
âIâm not talented enough.â
Thatâs right! Eurius always wanted to escape from the pressure of being the emperor of the empire.
He wandered when he was young, and when he became the emperor, he came to his senses, but he shivered and agonized every time he lost his loyal subjects who entrusted their lives to him.
What Eirius wanted was freedom from oppression.
The ability he manifested at the fourth stage was the ability to be undetected by anyone!
âDing!â
[The fourth stage of force control has been opened.]
[The trait force master has evolved into âIntangible Swordâ.]
[The playerâs unique skill has been created.]
[Unique skill âReversal Ghost Bladeâ created]
The Duke of Dios was astonished. It wasnât just that Uriusâs attack was invisible.
âItâs invisible, silent, and barely detectable by the superhumanâs sixth sense.â
He had devoted his life to the sword, but this was the first time he had faced such a difficult attack to defend.
âAh!!â
Beatrix, who was watching from afar, also opened her mouth wide. She had never seen her father, the duke, being pushed back so one-sidedly.
And Euriusâs sword didnât even show up in his sight, but there was a loud noise in the training ground.
âAh! This monster-like old man doesnât take a single hit!â
But Eurius was pressing the duke with countless invisible slashes, but he couldnât land a hit.
He was indeed one of the best superhumans in the continent.
He could barely feel it, but the duke defended himself with only his superhumanâs sixth sense. He was like an iron wall.
He felt that it was time to gamble.
His ability, which had just awakened, didnât last long.
ââŚâŚâ
At some point, the noise of the swords colliding stopped and Uriusâs presence disappeared from the training ground.
ââŚâŚ!?â
The duke also watched carefully where the attack would come from. After a brief standoff.
The duke smiled triumphantly as he felt a very faint presence behind him.
âHe may have reached the realm, but he still lacks experience. I can block this perfectly.â
The duke quickly defended his back with his sword and prepared for any possible attacks by surrounding himself with a sturdy force barrier.
Peeoong!
As expected by the duke, Urius suddenly appeared and swung a blow that barely missed his back.
But because of that, he couldnât detect Eurius again, who hid his presence momentarily.
It was only for a moment, but that was enough.
ââŚâŚ!?â
âJust one hit, just one hit is enough!â
Eurius dropped his sword and punched the dukeâs face as it was.
Puck!
Thud!
He didnât expect much from his first attack. What he aimed for was what they called a cross counter!
Euriusâs fist hit the dukeâs face precisely and the duke pierced his shoulder with his sword.
The dukeâs cheek swelled up and blood flowed from his mouth.
Of course, the duel was Euriusâs defeat, but he was satisfied with just that today. He had avenged himself a little for two months!
âHow about that? Father-in-law! You took a hit this time, right?â
He looked at the duke and smiled slyly.
As he watched Eurius fall down with no strength left, the duke touched his bleeding mouth and chuckled.