“Huhuhu!”

“Hmph.”

Raon frowned, hearing Rimmer’s humming.

Why is he doing that?

Rimmer, who should have been lying down napping after telling the other instructors to teach, was personally giving directions with his eyes clearly open. It was making Raon feel anxious for some reason.

“What is wrong with that man?”

“That’s what I’m saying.”

“Maybe it was something he ate?”

“He probably won some money at the gambling house yesterday.”

Burren and the other trainees also kept glancing at Rimmer while swinging their swords.

“Head instructor, did something good happen?”

Dorian, who was curious despite being a coward, approached Rimmer.

“There will be guests.”

Guests?

It was even more confusing now, because Rimmer hated annoying things. And yet, he was looking forward to the guests.

I should just keep training.

The elf was just so strange that it was impossible to guess his actions or thoughts. It was better to just focus on training.

Raon drew on the burning aura from his energy center and extended his right foot.

Stomp!

Starting with a groundbreaking sound of a stride, he performed the River Footwork and Combination Sword at once.

Between the footwork that flowed as naturally as water, a sharp, light sword burst up.

Slash!

Despite being a mixture between defensive footwork and offensive swordsmanship, it didn’t feel unnatural at all. That was because both techniques focused on flow and combination.

The flow was natural, as if he was using a single martial art to begin with.

Feeling the other trainees’ gazes, which he had gotten used to, he performed the swordsmanship and the footwork until the end.

“Huff.”

Raon let his sword down, exhaling as he finished performing the swordsmanship and footwork at once.

It’s still not enough.

There were a few improper parts because he’d combined the use of his swordsmanship, footwork, and aura.

He needed more practice before it became usable in a real battle.

“Again.”

As he was about to practice once again, he felt multiple presences from the training ground main entrance.

“Hmm?”

“What is that?”

The instructors reacted after Raon, then the trainees also stopped swinging their swords.

When everyone’s gaze was directed at the entrance, a knocking sound could be heard.

“Go ahead.”

“Yes.”

While smiling, Rimmer gestured to an instructor. The instructor, who was standing at the center, started to open the door to the training ground.

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