BJ Swordmaster - Chapter 1

Balaran Royal Knights Academy! It is an institution that has produced prominent knights historically, and it is known that a solid road as a knight is guaranteed once you graduate. Surprisingly, the admission requirements were not strict.Identity，Talent，property. It was a place where you could enter even if you had only one of them. However, admission was relatively easy, but graduation was not.

“Henry Camilton.”

‘Yes!’

The young man replied loudly to the instructor’s call. I could feel the upright and good spirit with just her voice.

“It’s a failure. Wait at the back.”

“Yes!”

The second answer was weaker than before. Upright and good spirit and talent as a knight had nothing to do with it.

“It’s also Henry Camilton. Fail again.”

“Is it irreparable?”

“At that point, I would know that I also have no talent for swords.”

Gossip penetrated the ears of the young man, Henry. My heart ached, but I didn’t respond. Because that didn’t change anything.

‘Stop. Have you forgotten your virtues as a knight?”

There was silence at the instructor’s words. But the gaze remained the same. The mocking glances pierced Henry sharply.

“Rexxar.”

‘Yes!’

“From the next class, move to class

“Thank you!”

“McCree is in class B.”

“Thank you!”

“Lucia… ..

Each time the dry voice continued, joy and happiness crossed. Distribution system according to skill. Of course, Class A was the place where the most talented people were gathered, and the bottom was Class F. So, which group does Henry Camilton belong to? There was no reason that I couldn’t even get into class F in the first place. Failing at least three times in three years meant that he didn’t even have the minimum talent to deal with mana.

‘Damn it. After all, this time too.’

Trained intensely. He swung his sword even during rest breaks from exhaustion from others, and ran the training ground alone even on a day off a week. Of course, the training had an effect. Because under the thin uniform, an incredibly strong body was made. But no matter how hard he tried, Henry Camilton didn’t even feel the presence of mana.

‘Finally Loki. Class C.”

“Thank you!”

Joy and happiness crossed the faces of the trainees. Those who went up half had their faces supremely satisfied, and the few who fell very rarely looked down at the ground with despairing expressions. But not even such a small change happened to Henry. Of course it was impossible to go up, and there was nowhere else to go down to fall.

“l am given a week off from tomorrow. A short time for some, a long time for others. I hope you all have a time devoted to yourself. More than that, let’s disband.”

‘ Thank you!”

As soon as the instructor’s brief instruction was over, the trainees scattered. He didn’t forget to glance at Henry once in a while. Of course, most of the things caught on his lips were laughter. Indifferent or sympathetic gazes were sometimes felt.

‘What are these guys thinking?’

Some would try to hone their skills, and some would have a good time using their leisure time. There will be some who visit their hometown even for a short time. Soon, the trainees disappeared like the ebb and flow. An awkward silence passed, and only the instructor and Henry were left.

“Henry Camilton.”

‘Yes.”

The instructor said without hiding his regret.

I think we need to talk for a while. Follow me.”

***

Chief Instructor Rousseau’s office was calm. The necessary things were in the necessary places. A simple, auburn space with no luxury.

‘Henry.’

Instructor Rousseau faced Henry, who avoided his gaze.

“Yes!’

“You know what the third failure means.”

“………It means we have one year left.”

The curriculum of the Academy is 4 years. Having failed four times means that you are still a freshman even when your classmates started graduating. From that moment on, the trainee was judged to have no talent and was expelled from the academy.

“l have watched you for the past three years. You know I was more interested in you than any of the instructors here.”

“l am always grateful.”

“l know your efforts. Also, the shoulders are heavy with the expectations of the family. But Henry, now…..

“Instructor.”

For the first time since entering the academy, Henry interrupted Rousseau.

“l have to be a knight.”

“It’s the last year. If you fail this time, you will know that you cannot be here.”

Rousseau was genuinely worried about Henry. He was honest, sincere, and more passionate than anyone else. Perhaps among the students here, he was the one most suited to ‘chivalry’.

“If this is the case, in the end all you will be left with is disgrace, Henry.

Fortunately, this isn’t the first case like you, and the academy can help you find a different path.

“Instructor Alex said that too.”

“l must have thought about it.”

‘Sorry. I must become a knight, Instructor.”

It was a strong and resolute voice.

However, Rousseau read the desperation contained within. couldn’t know Because no one in this academy was interested in

Henry but himself. At the sight of Henry’s desperate eyes, Rousseau finally swallowed the words.

…….I will do my best to guide you next year.”

“Thank you!’

“Let’s go see. You will have to move fast.” nodded. After Henry left, Rousseau, who was left alone, took a deep breath.

‘You’re busy moving.’

What a worthless piece of advice. Among the students of the academy, there must not have been a trainee who lived more fiercely than Henry Camilton.

‘Talent is indeed harsh.’

Is it the Viscount of Camelton.

Even the first generation of the first generation, is also a famous Knight family, but after repeated decline, this glass of wine! A place where the treacherous ministers only maintain the title of nobility.

As a child, Henry Carlton didn’t even know that the nobles had territory and lived on the taxes there.

The Viscount of Kelton’s father used a plow instead of a sword, and so did his mother.

‘The Viscount is like a nickname.’

Henry thought so, and it was when he was nine that that idea broke. Overheard a conversation between a royal official and Viscount Camilton who came to the house. Although I didnlt understand it properly at a young age, Henry was quite a clever kid. Viscount Camilton failed to fulfill his duties as a nobleman. Henry Camilton will not carry the title. It was the first time Henry had ever seen Viscount Camilton so angry.

‘It was the first time I heard the expression of a fallen noble.

It came from the mouth of a royal official. Viscount Camilton’s wrath was no threat to the official. Rather, at the name of ‘Henry’ that came out of his mouth, Viscount Camilton lowered his head.

I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Henry. Your father’s incompetence has brought you to this point.”

“You must become a knight, Henry. That’s the only way. Be strong. Be strong and take back the honor that your father did not inherit.”

The memory of that day has never been forgotten. Sweat dripped down his back, drenched in training.

“Hmm.”

The air was cool. Henry sucked in the cool air deep into his lungs. My body was as cold as freezing. I felt a little bit better. Henry arrived at the gym, pushed the door open, and went inside. Soon, I could feel the warm air unlike outside.

“There is nobody there either.”

The auditorium was empty. It is natural that it is difficult to find students who continue to train until the end of the first year. But Henry Camilton was there. wow. Sandbags tied to limbs. It was to get used to the weight of the armor during battle. grabbed a wooden sword.

“Whoa.”

It was a light weight. It always was. When he went to training, Henry’s mind would be clear as if he had emptied it. He started swinging his sword. It was the basic swordsmanship of the Royal Academy. It starts with slicing, stabbing, raising again and slicing. As much as I practiced, my movements were as natural as flowing water.

‘This is the last time.’

For some reason, I couldn’t completely empty my head today. The ridicule that I would normally have heard with one ear came to mind.

‘l already knew. That I have no talent.’

It was a fact that everyone here knew, and Henry, the party involved, was more keenly aware of it than anyone else. Truly a disappointing talent. It was a world where you couldn’t become a knight just by wielding a sword and training your stamina in a primitive way. That’s why I paid more attention to other people’s opinions. He tried to appear as an exemplary knight trainee to everyone, and it was common to bend his pride to avoid conflict.

I know there are other ways than the Knights, but…… ‘

Chief Instructor Rousseau’s face came to mind. A shadow of sadness floated over it. He was a grateful person, and he knew it was serious, but Henry couldn’t take the advice.

‘…….’

The sword cut through the air. If it had been a true sword, it had the momentum to cut through anything. It cut through a deep sense of helplessness, and cut down on the self-esteem that had fallen to the bottom. I remembered the faces of my family, who only had their expectations on me. I slashed through the air and slashed again. Then I was able to clear my mind. Henry lowered his sword when sweat dripped down his face.

“Whoa.”

I took a deep breath and then looked around. There was still no one there. Then stop. Henry saw something strange.[‘xmtnl 877’ has entered.]

‘……?’

There was a text written in the air. It was definitely the first time I saw it. But to his surprise, Henry was able to read it.

“Here we go? ”

A short text written in a character I’ve never seen before. I could read it, but understanding it was another matter. But things didn’t end there. [Live Streaming: Medieval Knight Trainee!] Text has been added at the top. [Current viewers: 1] The same goes for the bottom. In a situation where he did not know what was going on, Henry stiffened with a narrowed eyebrow.

[What kind of game is this?? Is it new?]

‘What is a game? New one?

Middle Ages. game broadcast. viewers. Gem. New one. Of the words listed, there was only one that Henry could understand. Article. Henry was an aspiring knight, and from that alone, he didn’t know it had anything to do with Henry himself.

‘If not.’

The other options were obvious.

‘A high-ranking wizard’s prank…..No, maybe it was a mistake.’

It was a very reasonable inference. Didnlt the legendary archmage say that? It’s safe to say that all high-ranking wizards are crazy.

“Are you the one who walks the magic path?”

[What is the magic path??] This time, surprisingly, I understood the other person’s will. What is the magic path?

‘Are you kidding me?’

I thought about it for a moment, but I couldn’t. The opponent is a wizard. It’s not like I’m teasing you or asking because I don’t know.

‘It must be a question with a pedagogical meaning.’

He must have possessed an ability to think beyond the realm of human beings, something that Henry could not even fathom.

“I’m most sorry. I don’t understand what you mean!? ”

He said it as politely as possible. Although the direction he was pursuing was different, it was clear that there was a person who achieved a good understanding in his field. However. [You caught the no-jam concept so hard hahaha] [Go-væ Have fun-vl] [‘xmtnl 877’ has left.] [Current viewers: 01

‘That’s what the viewers meant.’

The number of wizards talking to Henry himself. It was clear that the former wizard was disappointed with his stupid answer and left.

“l can’t help it.”

He was unable to handle even a handful of mana. I didn’t even think that I would be able to have a deep question-and-answer conversation with the wizard. However.

“Why doesnt this go away?”

[Realtime Streaming: Knights Trainee in the Middle Ages!] Even texts you don’t know in English, questions left by a wizard a while ago, and texts that say there are currently 0 viewers. The mysterious spear was just floating in the air without shaking.

“l never know”

The moment I was about to give up and raise my wooden sword. [‘Long live Kimbap Heaven’ has entered] A second wizard with a strange name appeared.