How to Live as a Tyrant’s Bastard Brother

How to live as a tyrant’s bastard brother episode 7

 

(07)

PART 1

 

I frowned and thought about what to say.

 

Using mana against a knight was like confessing to having learned the sword.

 

“What are you talking about?”

 

I fired as nervously as I could.

 

If I made a mistake, I might regress and be decapitated in a month or so.

 

“What do you mean I learned how to use a sword? It’s all your fault. Are you trying to make your opponent a genius to prove that you are not a fool?”

 

“Grand Duke, don’t talk nonsense.”

 

“That’s what was going to say.”

 

I smiled evilly and raised my training iron sword.

 

I guess I’ll have to use shock therapy.

 

“Didn’t you say you would teach me numbers? It will be a disgrace for you if I did nothing…”

 

I rushed forward with my training iron sword in hand.

 

A cool breeze blew through the training ground, which was starting to get dark.

 

The young knight saw my eyes rolling and gritted his teeth.

 

We clashed with a loud clanging sound.

 

Every time I swung the sword, I felt that the movement became more natural.

 

The experience gained from my previous life was dragging my immature body along.

 

The intangible energy flowing through my blood assisted my not-yet-optimized body movements precisely according to my will.

 

Kang!

 

The sword I wielded struck the young knight’s breastplate once again.

 

 

“These are the qualities of a would-be a traitor!”

 

The young knight roared and swung his sword down.

 

Suddenly, I kicked him hard under the knee the moment his sword was raised.

 

The young knight stumbled.

 

I lifted my leg and pushed his chest, knocking him over.

 

Suddenly, the young knights who had been practicing scattered around heard the sound of metal and gathered together one by one.

 

“What a cowardly technique.”

 

“It’s not a skill that can’t be used on the battlefield, but it’s not a skill that can be used in the training ground.”

 

“They say he’s a bastard, but he fights dirty.”

 

“That’s true of all those who went on a rampage with bottles of alcohol.”

 

I pricked up my ears and listened to their conversation.

 

It was an expected reaction.

 

As soon as he confirmed it, he burst into arrogant laughter.

 

We had to prove that their judgment was right.

 

“You should have introduced me when I asked you to!”

 

“What are you talking about again all of a sudden?”

 

The driver, who staggered to his feet, was unable to follow the fire and opened his eyes round.

 

I leaned down and kicked the knight’s ankle once again.

 

The knight, who was extremely exhausted, stumbled greatly.

 

“You piece of dirty shit!”

 

I deliberately shouted dirty words and swung my sword three times, striking it on the breastplate.

 

In the end, my face turned bright red.

 

I just hoped that people would think that was because my heart was beating so fast.

 

Kang, Kang, Kang!

 

There was a metallic sound and sparks flew.

 

The surrounding knights frowned at that useless and sadistic move.

 

“That’s frivolous.”

 

“Introduction? Come to think of it, I think I’ve heard a rumor that Prince Valen is a lecher.”

 

“Didn’t Lord Bonnell have a sister?”

 

“I roughly understand what the situation is. It’s because he got caught by a guy like that.”

 

As I listened to that conversation, I thought about how I could look more like a fool and like someone who didn’t learn how to use a sword.

 

Before the worries were over, the young knight regained his balance.

 

He said, while catching his breath.

 

“I didn’t know I would take this out on a bastard like you.”

 

 

A red glow flashed in his eyes.

 

Imperial swordsmanship level 1, everything reorganized.

 

Technology that accepts the load and accelerates.

 

I urgently laid down my sword, lowered my posture, and strengthened my whole body.

 

However, the young knight had no choice but to stop midway.

 

“Hold on!”

 

“Are you planning on killing me?”

 

“Still, doesn’t he belong to the royal family.”

 

This is because three fellow knights rushed in and grabbed him.

 

A knight with a long scar on his face stood in front of me.

 

“Your Highness, Archduke Valen. My name is Kaliel.”

 

“Lord Kaliel. I am so grateful that I am in tears, for you protecting me from that rude knight.”

 

“… … ?”

 

Kaliel’s lips twitched as if he had a lot to say.

 

“I won’t ask who aimed the sword first.”

 

“That knight aimed his sword at me first.”

 

The knights around me looked like they didn’t believe anyone.

 

“I don’t know the inside story out, but if there is a conflict, resolve it through a proper duel.”

 

I used up all my patience.

 

Trying not to scream with joy.

 

“duel?”

 

I tried to keep my voice crooked.

 

“I’ll give you until this Friday to practice. I will report to my superiors about His Highness Archduke Valen’s permission for sword practice.”

 

“I am ready for that. Just ask that stupid knight once. I guess he wants to run away because he got hit by my sloppy sword and

 

rolled on the floor.”

 

Imperial knights are strong.

 

But I have reached the level of Sword Expert.

 

A rookie knight can easily win without showing his skills.

 

“Lord Bonnell. Are you okay?”

 

“I will definitely pay him back for the humiliation I received from that bastard.”

 

“Be sure to do so. Her Majesty will be observing.”

 

For a moment I thought I heard wrong.

 

“Wait a minute, I thought the word ‘Your Majesty’ just came out? What do you mean?”

 

Lord Kaliel answered.

 

“This Friday, Her Majesty will inspect the training of the members of the Platinum Knights. I was planning on proceeding with this duel like an event back then, but is there any problems?”

 

She is a sword master.

 

 

You will know at a glance that I am not a lucky and violent bastard, but that I have learned the art of swordsmanship properly.

 

Moreover, the imperial swordsmanship I use is the swordsmanship she developed.

 

If she asks me how I know something I haven’t even learned yet, there is no way to answer.

 

What do we do?

 

“Your Majesty the Grand Duke. Your complexion suddenly turned pale. Are you scared?”

 

Young knight. Lord Bonnell said to me:

 

His bloodshot eyes were shining.

 

“Is that possible? I’m so excited that my heart is about to burst. If you don’t want to be beaten in front of Her Majesty, just practice hard.”

 

I turned around, pretending to be relaxed.

 

Cold sweat was running down my back.

 

 

Now that it’s like this, it’s time for my training.

 

I had to overpower him right away and pretend that I won by luck.

 

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