The Book Of Flowers
Sword Training (3)
-- The night -- - the
"Hhhh!"
The swing was filled with frustration
"Hhhh!"
Swings that only split the air and move in one pattern only
"Hhhh!"
A swing that signifies someone who is still strong and persistent in learning the experience that has been given to him
A very elegant and deadly sword experience. Something that looks like a dance, even if it's meant to cut something
A technique for using a weapon. A sword
Remina tried to recall every attack Edwin had directed at her. Every curve of the body, every movement of the hand, and every direction of view he had drawn in his head
Any trick that also made him lose every time their swords had to clash
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"YES!!! That person's attack pattern is hard!"
His head was already feeling very hot trying to remember all that, so he could only sulk while rolling on the cold ground due to the night air
His clothes are so dirty, and he's got some bruises. Although it can heal the next day, it still feels very stinging whenever the bruise was touched by something
Sometimes he grimaced on the ground while lying helplessly. But he had already volunteered into something he could not pull back. First the election of new officers, and second the sword training of Edwin
He should be able to finish both as soon as possible. Time was running low, and he would soon have to enter the examination stage of the higher-ups
"I wonder what Verdea and Veskal are doing right now." she muttered softly.
His eyes then looked towards the side, right at the sword he had in his hand—the sword he had made from his own magic
The sword he raised before his face, so that he could examine the object very carefully
A sword that looked perfectly normal. And from what she remembered from the weapon shop that day, Remina was already convinced that this sword she made with her magic was a perfect imitation
Weighing. His keenness. Even the entire symbol was carved into its handle
And if he does fail to imitate something, it will not be able to take on a physical form this dense
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But his regret is only one
"I should have looked for a lighter sword..."
Yep. The sword was too heavy for him. Although he could properly swing and make it a weapon, the weight of the thing he could still feel very well
Even Edwin also said, 'The best sword for its user is not a sword forged by a famous weapon forger or who has the best quality...'
"... The best sword is something that can communicate and not hinder its users..."
A sword that he could well swing without feeling its weight. A sword that knows where to go without dragging or overwhelming its user
An ideal sword is a weapon that is capable of being part of the user's body
"... And that happens with a weapon. But the sword is a special weapon..."
Because the sword is the most perfect and balanced weapon. Also, because of that balance, you and her must align with each other. Not only because he is good to use to protect himself while attacking
And with the right techniques, any weapon can be deadly
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He repeated every sentence Edwin had said to him. Every sentence that he should not ignore in pursuing swordsmanship
All the keywords he needed regarding the success of studying this science were contained and dissolved in that sentence
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"Maybe I should make an Edwin clone with Imaginary Copy"
Remina patted her cheek to encourage herself. And with that determination already back, he woke up from the ground—ready to train himself once again
The night was already late, so he could not linger too long
"Imaginary Copy"
The name of the rapalan was also chanted, and the magic coming from his Mana began to form into the figure of someone, namely Edwin
That copy has become so perfect. Completely take the form of Edwin who is in the memory of Remina. The difference is only one, that Edwin he created will not move or express at all if he does not command
"I will instill the Edwin gesture that I remember you for, so do not hold back in demonstrating it"
The imitation of Edwin also nodded in understanding, as Remina played her finger in the air to insert the memory of using her Mana into the artificial head
The imitation was briefly jolted, but immediately silently looked back without showing any expression. And according to Remina's orders...
The imitation began to put up the horses belonging to Edwin
"Stands sideways with the right hand on the handle of the sword that is still sheathed..."
Remina smiled when she saw that the imitation was demonstrating something that was in accordance with what was in her memory
"Perfect! I can practice like this from now on!" he then excitedly raised his hand into the air of a spirit mark
Not forgetting he started running to the opposite side, moving away from the clone to start their training. And with his own horses, the two fighters were ready to start fighting swords
"Well?! Go forward!!"
The two of them shot forward at the same time until the sides of both of their swords started to make sharp noises
Remina with an enormous smile, started to enjoy the practice before they even got into its peak
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But he didn't realize anyone had been watching him since. Someone who hides very well in the dark of the night
"Whoa! Even such a clone was still quite powerful as well huh...?" the man muttered while looking at Remina who had just been defeated
Again and again he looked. Every move the little girl made kept her fixated and captivated
And he was there solely to watch over Remina, but also to learn. He knew that he would gain something by doing this, and his guess was very true
The stalker learned more while watching over Remina rather than studying independently
"Who are you?"
But he was startled by a voice coming from behind him. A voice that was deep and cold, as if it was capable of piercing his body
He was forced to turn around, to find that Veskal had reprimanded him
It was just that, which frightened him not only because he was found, but because of the fact that Veskal could find him when he used the Moon Elf technique in hiding his existence
"A-I came here in peace. And also, please don't be noisy..."
"Why?"
"Mr Veskal. That girl named Remina is training..."
That guy gave up. And resignedly, he appeared from behind the shadow until Veskal he was surprised
Wh why? Because Veskal knows who he is
"You're Zaphir's trained son? The youngest?"
"Airavan. I'm Airavan"
Veskal immediately raised the tip of his lips in astonishment. Among all the people who could have peeked at Remina training, he did not expect that Airavan was one of them
"Not in that way!"
"You're the only one who thinks that, son"
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Veskal inexplicably became amused when he realized that he had called someone 'son'. But he endured that feeling by a momentarily shifting his face and adjusting his expression
"I came here to pick up Remina to go home. But I didn't think he had one fan now" Veskal later commented, further making Airavan blush
"Honestly, why are you here?" he then asked a question
Airavan was silent for a moment. He did not know he had to answer between 2 things. Just because he happened to pass by, or he was indeed interested in learning the exercises that Remina went through and had thought about it since
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"Is Remina's training difficult, Mr. Veskal?" he suddenly asked a question back
Veskal became even more astonished when the question was no longer cared. But he just gave up, knowing that there was no point in repeating the same question
"Pieces, yes. As someone who was trained by Zaphir and Luna at once, the training with Edwin looked very ferocious because he did not hold himself back at all" Veskal also gave an answer to him
"Even Mr Zaphir??"
"Even Zaphir. I mean, have you ever seen someone get beat up in that fast time while training alone?"
Veskal pointed until Airavan's eyes headed back towards Remina who had just flown his sword by Edwin's clone. The little girl who looked overwhelmed but did not remove her smile was making Airavan understand what was meant
"When fighting Mr. Zaphir, we will usually give up. But he did not give up even though he was defeated for the 7th time..." Airavan said
"7 times you said?"
Airavan nodded in response to Veskal. "Whether it was because her sword had slipped out of her hand or she had managed to be dropped by that clone, Remina had not given up until now" she later added
That sentence made Veskal scratch his head that did not itch
"Even after he was defeated 20 times, he has not given up...?" murmurs from him were heard, before being followed by a faint sound of laughter. "I am afraid of the children of this generation..."
But Airavan had already ignored half of his sentence because he was refocused on Remina
"... It's just that the clone keeps repeating a certain combination of movements" Airavan commented, drawing Veskal's attention
"I mean, the movements are easy to predict. It was as if he was already fixated on a certain technique that he was sure would always succeed"
Veskal also bowed with Airavan so that Remina was not aware of their position. And after a moment of comfort, he tried to pay attention to what Airavan meant
His words were not wrong at all. The imitation created by Remina was always doing the same movement and seemed to have been organized. He was just trying to target a body part, as if in his head he said 'cutting that part is the only option'
It was as if he rejected the fact that cutting any part of one's body using the sword was still effective
"She's only after Remina's head..." Veskal said
Something was captured by the head of Veskal after seeing it
"This may be the effect of his experience in the field of combat since he was 12 years old..."
Airavan gasped in amazement at Veskal's words. "Sir Edwin Black followed the war for 12 years??" he asked with a slightly loud tone
"He said so at the time. But I'm sure he's not lying at all" Veskal replied
Airavan's mouth could not be closed, even as he tried to pay attention to the movements of the two fighters they witnessed
"The techniques gathered from the experience were amazing." he later commented.
The sentence could also be spoken for Zaphir, as the only Elf who was alive today from the time of the thousand-year war
Veskal who remembered that could agree with the opinion of Airavan
"You can also gather experience by fighting Zaphir continuously. He will train you earnestly if so"
As someone who tried to kill Zaphir and challenge him from the very beginning met, Veskal could tell that
Even Luna with nosy intentions deliberately taught him the Moon Elf technique just so that her father Zaphir could be startled by Vescal
But that is also what makes Zaphir intend to train Veskal
"And now I can try to equalize myself with those beasts whose powers are absurd"
He was not strong, nor was he more deft. But he was smarter than his friends in a fight
"Ah, but that right swing scratches Remina's neck..."
Veskal was awakened from his daydream and paid attention again. How surprised he was when he discovered something that he did not expect would happen soon
Remina managed to defeat Edwin's perfect clone. He was fully standing on the artificial body that was seen sculpting it, with his sword pointed threatening to split the right side of Edwin's neck
His breathing was puffing after all the effort he had put in. And in the end, all that effort paid off so sweetly
His smile widened again as he began to jump up and down in excitement while cheering around. Edwin's imitation indirectly returned to its original form—a puddle of water that was soon absorbed by the soil and left behind a mere wet mark
Amazed, the two people faintly clapped their hands, before staring at each other
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"He's scary"
"I agree, Mr. Veskal"
Both of them felt cold and shuddered in horror while exchanging that sentence
"Also, you better not call me master. My name can"
"But, we Elves have great respect for someone older. I'm sure the name of the master is enough, especially since we don't have a blood relationship"
Airavan who spoke as if humans also did not have the same manners made Veskal a little upset. Especially since he insisted on calling her master
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"My feelings or we're being looked at right now..." Veskal said as he creeped
"I'm sure it's not just you, Mr. Veskal..."
A shadow began to shadow those who turned towards that figure. And look, look
Look at these two kids in the middle of the night. Peering at a girl who was training, while the other did not carry out my request
"V-Vainzel's..."
"Oberon-"
Airavan was frightened to see me there and immediately grimaced not wanting to get into trouble, while Veskal was surprised by his sudden cry
Huh...
"It's not just me you have to worry about here..."
I pointed to my back side, until they realized that Zaphir and Luna were also coming along. Zaphir patted his face riled up and did not want to lift him up, while Luna just smiled lightly as if to say
'Your problems, not mine'
Airavan was crying even harder, so Remina who had just approached began to look in wonder at the two peepers
Veskal could only laugh awkwardly at the situation
