The day after arriving in Sipoto, Theodore had breakfast with Heinrich and said goodbye.
Heinrich couldnât hide his confusion as he asked if there was a problem, but Theodore just shook his head with a smile. Setting aside their age difference, it was easy for Theodore to talk to Heinrich.
If it wasnât for Heathcliffâs prophecy, Theodore wouldâve stayed for three or four more days.
Heinrich seemed to read this in Theodoreâs face and sighed with disappointment. He wouldâve enjoyed a conversation with Theodore while reading books all day long, but an old man couldnât keep the young here.
âHuh, you are only staying one night⊠If I had known this, I wouldâve stayed awake talking last night.â
âMy heart wanted to, but my body didnât obey. Iâm afraid Iâll have to take a rain check.â
Then Heinrich laughed playfully. âDo you want new books?â
Theodore understood that Heinrich was half joking and half serious. âHuh? Ha, hahaha! Sir Heinrich hit the nail on the head. That passion wouldâve been great if you walked on the path of a magician.â
âHearing such a compliment from the hero of Meltor, this old manâs lungs wonât survive. Hahaha!â
The two peopleâs hearts met on the same page for a while before they got up.
The servants cleaned up the table, while Heinrich and Theodore walked along the hallway toward the main entrance. This encounter with the young hero who might leave his name in the history books⊠It was interesting for Heinrich to have met a hero who was interested in knowledge.
They left the mansion and headed outside. Theodore looked at the carriage in front of the main gate before pausing and turning to Heinrich.
âThen Sir Heinrich, take this.â
âHrmm?â
It was an iron piece engraved with two horses. The piece was high-quality iron with few impurities. Obviously, it wasnât an ordinary iron piece. Heinrich had lived for at least 20 years in Kargas, so he recognized the iron piece at first glance.
âA badge of the Polonell Company.â
âYes, thatâs right.â
âWhy are you giving it to me?â
Theodore nodded and gave a brief explanation, âI know this is something that canât be traded. But it proves my identity. If Viscount Brahms from yesterday or someone else makes a fuss, please go to Bear in the Polonell Company and tell him my name. Then he will help you.â
ââŠYou are too mature for your age. Despite my reluctance, I will accept your consideration.â The emotions in Heinrichâs eyes deepened as he received the Polonell badge. It was easy to overpower or defeat others with force. However, it was rare to pay attention to the consequences that happened afterward. In this turbulent age, Theodore was truly a hero.
Feeling a slight reverence toward Theodore, Heinrich bowed again and thanked Theodore for his goodwill.
After that, Theodore got on his carriage. âLetâs go.â
The knight sitting in the driverâs seat wielded the reins firmly. It wasnât done with any sophisticated technique, but it was enough to move the horses.
Hiiiing!
The two horses ran forward, and the carriage soon left Heinrichâs residence. The border city had well-maintained roads, so the carriageâs traveling speed wasnât greatly reduced in the city. Theodore sat in the occasionally shaky carriage and regretted the farewell before starting to worry.
âThe unknown enemy⊠In what way will he come?â
After his numerous combat experiences, Theodore had learned the importance of the first strike. So, he couldnât help worrying. If he lost control in a situation where he was already lacking, that would be the end.
He wouldnât be able to make a preemptive strike against an enemy who might appear anywhere, so he had to prepare countermeasures. If the person had great destructive power like Pan Helliones, Theodore could use ranged attacks. If they were exceptional in surprise attacks like Hyde, then Theodore could use his sensitivity.
He had to think of all the possibilities. As Theodore remained silent, the carriage continued moving northwards beyond the boundaries of Sipoto, drawing tracks through the wilderness. The chill on Theodoreâs neck signaled that the threat was getting closer. It was a feeling he had felt several times before, but this time it was terrible.
ââŠIndeed, it is a sure death.â
It was similar to what heâd felt when he had still been immature and faced Pride with Ellenoa behind him. This would be an absolute death which couldnât be turned on its tables, even if he went beyond his limits.
If victory or defeat was determined with resolve, then even a mouse could kill a lion. However, that didnât work in reality. Before an overwhelming gap of power, a personâs attitude was worthless. The weak would just be trampled on.
Therefore, Theodoreâs condition for victory was to just survive. He needed to leap over the opponentâs overwhelming power. As such, he had already made preparations last night.
âBring it on at any time.â
His blue eyes shone as he prepared to jump over any adversity.
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Despite Theodoreâs preparations, the assailant revealed himself in front of the carriage without trying for an ambush.
KkiiiiikâŠ.
The moment that the driver pulled the reins and the carriage stopped, Theodore quickly jumped out of the carriage. It was because his sensitivity had warned him of the enemyâs appearance in advance.
By the time landed on the ground, his circles were already prepared to fight.
ââŠThis.â Nevertheless, Theodore was one beat late.
âHi,â a drowsy voice rang out, âTheodore Miller?â
The assailant had dark brown hair and half-closed eyes. His patchy beard gave him a shabby appearance. He wouldâve looked like a homeless person if it wasnât for the sword at his waist. His clothes were decent, but that didnât mean much.
ââŠIf I am, who are you?â Theodore didnât hide his vigilance as he questioned the man.
âNumber 2,â an absurd reply was given, âZest Speitem.â
At that moment, Theodore stiffened. If Veronica and Blundell represented Meltorâs power, then the 1st and 2nd Swords represented Andrasâ power. Most people didnât know their faces, and there was little known about how they fought because most of their opponents had been killed.
Zest, the person who had overwhelmed Sword Master Randolph with one blow, was now appearing before Theodore.
âReally.â
Zestâs appearance didnât matter. The chill that Theodore felt proved the authenticity of his remark. Even if this man wasnât truly the 2nd Sword, his skill was comparable.
âHehe.â Sword Demon Zest looked at Theodore with blank eyes. Then he made a strange sound as he looked at the knight next to Theodore. As Zestâs eyes blurred, the passing wind stopped like it had been cut by a blade. It was a phenomenon which couldnât be understood with common sense, but it clearly happened.
âA human stopping the wind with his willâŠ? What a monster.â The nervous Theodoreâs breathing became rough.
Then Zest suddenly nodded at the knight. âHey, who is this guy? He gives off a vaguely familiar feeling.â
ââŠWhy should I answer?â
âIt doesnât matter. Well, this might be good.â
Sururung, the sword Zest drew cried out, and he patted the sword politely. His languid expression disappeared, and Zest Speitemâs voice became clearer, âThanks to you, I was able to go outside. I am a little sorry to kill you. Soââ
Theodoreâs breathing quickened as he became tense like a rubber band.
Kaaang!
Suddenly, sparks flew as two swords collided with each other.
âKeok!â Theodore hurriedly retreated backward as the shockwave from the collision of the two swords hit him in the chest. He coughed a few times, but he couldnât hide his astonishment.
âI didnât see it at all? No, it isnât in the dimension of fast or slowâŠâ
This was a blow which couldnât be defined with the concept of speed. Perhaps Randolph had also been beaten by this sword. It was an attacked which surpassed recognition. Had Zest planned a surprise attack from the front? Theodoreâs head wouldâve been cut off if it wasnât for the driver.
âEh?â Zest tilted his head with sincere confusion. âMy sword was stopped? How?â
Of course, Theodore naturally knew the answer. The man, who had been called Lloyd during his life, had the Aura Ability âPathfinderâ engraved on his body after being turned into a machine.
Pathfinder was the ability to read the right âpath.â However, rather than rejoicing at the enemyâs attack being stopped, Theodore was surprised to realize one fact.
âHe blocked the attack, but there was no interval to attack back!â
This was essentially a fight. The winner would be the one who could read ahead to attack or defend. In such an environment, Pathfinder was a very powerful ability. If the actions of the opponent were known one or two beats ahead, then that was enough to make a counter. In fact, Lloyd had taken down several sword masters that way.
Yet he was barely able to block this attack!
On the other hand, Zest was intrigued. âThis is a fun toy. How many times can it endure?â
Zest figured out that the opponent wasnât human and raised his sword.
âI canât miss it this time!â As Theodore concentrated, the sword disappeared again.
Kakang! The first strike couldnât be denied. There was no precursor as it cut deep into Gladioâs right wrist. The body of an automaton was different from that of humans, but half of its function was lost when it was damaged.
Jeeeong! The second strike was a piercing blow. Theodore still couldnât see it at all. Gladio tried to defend but was pushed back by the power behind the sword, which caused serious damage to Gladioâs internal organs.
Kakakang! The stab turned into a slash. The sword was moving at a pace which already surpassed the domain of human cognition. Even a master level person wouldnât be able to tell what had happened.
Gladio blocked the sword with his left hand, but half of it was cut off. This was the end. Even an automaton couldnât maintain its combat ability in this state. The time it took Gladio to be defeated was two seconds. Given that there was no big difference between Lloydâs power in life and in death, Zest Speitem had shattered one of the Seven Swords in just two seconds.
A sword masterâs pure power was high, but this was pure skill.
âReverse summoning,â Theodore called out, and Gladio disappeared into its bracelet. It would take time and a lot of resources to fully recover from that damage. Clearly, it was safe to say he couldnât use Gladio for a while.
However, thanks to Gladio, Theodore managed to gain some time.
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âAs long as I canât recognize it, the power is unbeatable. It is suicide to fight in close proximity.â
Theodoreâs seven circles rotated as he gathered his strength, while Zest smiled. Zestâs face was relaxed as if he could kill Theodore at any time. âIt is a fairly well-made toy, but in the end, it is just entertainment. Will the owner be more than that?â
Theodore gulped down the horror as he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. âYou will regret that you didnât kill me just now.â
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