The Trash's Guide to Rewriting a Parallel World

VIII

Choi Han immediately realized Cale's talent for the sword. That's why, under the guise of sparring with Little Cale, he trained him for the past two years just as Lord Cale ordered him.

Vivid red mana surrounded Cale's sword, which made Choi Han smile at him.

After entering the Henituse Knights, Choi Han rose to the ranks as a genius with a bit of a problematic attitude when it comes to swords and sparring. He was the only soldier who accepted Little Cale's asking for duel antics that everyone in the county found annoying.

He sparred with him, beat him up, and destroyed his sword and even his ego, but little Cale returns every time, growing steadily and stronger.

Choi Han didn't think of that as annoying. He understood that no one would want to teach a child that's fallen out of favor with the County Lord. They couldn't be bothered to spare Cale some time or guide him with the way of the sword.

However, just watching Little Cale cover his sword with that crimson mana instantly made everyone's envy rise to the very top.

"Oh... this is..."

"That's mana, Young Lord."

Choi Han remembered the first time Cale came to him and asked him for a duel. He was just a newly hired apprentice, so his superiors allowed him to duel with the Young Lord.

He already noticed the neglect and indifference directed towards Cale but Choi Han thought otherwise. The faster he could be by Little Cale's side, the faster the lord would learn how to use the sword.

That first duel ended miserably for Cale. Choi Han broke the wooden sword, and little Cale hurt his wrist. He knew he was too much, but they needed little Cale to be strong enough not to be swayed miserably by everyone.

[TWO YEARS AGO]

Cale wore a bitter smile. "I knew it..."

"Your posture is a mess. You wield your sword shakily; you have the physique but not the technique," Choi Han said. "It's clear that you didn't have a good teacher to teach you."

Cale gazed at him and smiled bitterly, "who would dare teach an unwanted heir? "

"I would," Choi Han said.

Cale instantly looked at him. "You would? "

"The way of the sword is for everyone," Choi Han replied.

Choi Han sat down and handed little Cale water. He wore his usual peaceful smile, enough to make Cale stare at him in pure disbelief.

"You're the first..."

"First?"

"First person I've ever met who didn't care whether I'm a noble or not. You speak as if I'm just another person—ordinary—that you'd treat like a friend," Cale said.

"Want to become friends? " Choi Han asked.

It was out of question but Cale felt ecstatic about that. He voluntarily agreed and had been spending time training and exercising to increase his stamina and physique.

Not to mention, Choi Han voluntarily taught him everything about the sword.

[PRESENT]

The fruit of Cale's training with Choi Han instantly turned everything upside down.

A swordmaster's mana.

Everyone was stunned the moment little Cale unlocked his mana.

Choi Han raised his sword and said, "Attack me, Young Lord."