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Lucy, who once enjoyed great success as a Battle Warrior, was quite knowledgeable about it.
That’s why she knows how inadequate Abres’s Whirlwind Slash is.
Even though it is a rapid attack skill, the preparation movement is slow, and the time until the skill is activated is too long.
Furthermore, the skill tree was not properly added.
In Ragnarok, you can give attributes to skills depending on the level, and you can create from 1 tree to a maximum of 7 trees.
Looking at the range and impact of Abres’ Whirlwind Slash, you can see that it is 3-4 trees.
In terms of skill level, it would be around 40-50.
Lucy, who had been ranked as a Battle Warrior, thought it was a skill with many shortcomings.
It is weaker than expected.
Of course, compared to the rascals I saw last night, he was a nobleman, but it was still below expectations.
A knight commander is someone who leads the knights of the imperial family and is also the core of the military.
The fact that such a person was at level 50 (estimated) meant that the people of this world were clearly weaker than the ‘players’.
However, since we still don’t know the combat abilities of Satan and the Seven Great Demons, we can’t make a judgment.
“It was a pitiful tragedy compared to my father, but how was it?”
Abres waited for the evaluation.
Lucy smiled awkwardly and tried to praise him.
“It was great.”
“Thank you for the excessive praise.”
Abres bowed his head as if it was an honor to express his gratitude, but Lucy’s mouth was going up even more awkwardly as he did so.
After the demonstration ceremony ended suddenly, Lucy turned her head and glanced at the other knights.
The knights were still engrossed in their training.
Looking at Abres’ combat ability, she could roughly predict their skills.
Roughly the same level as the village guard NPC.
Even if they were stronger, if they were weaker than Abres, they wouldn’t be a threat to her.
Lucy, who had guessed so, looked at the wooden sword prepared on one side and had an interesting thought.
“Commander, can I ask you one more thing?”
“You can ask anything.”
“Of the knights over there, I’d like to spar with one of them.”
“Huh..?”
This time, even Abres was bewildered.
Sparring out of the blue?
It wasn’t a request that should come out of the princess’s mouth.
Abres glanced at her, wondering if she was joking, but Lucy’s eyes were sincere.
Of course, she was only sincere about ‘sparring,’ and it didn’t mean she was giving it her all.
It was just practice.
Now that she knew that illusions were alive and well, she needed to experience close combat.
Meanwhile, Abres was extremely troubled.
For a princess, and even a young girl, to spar with a strong knight was unprecedented and could easily be considered disrespectful.
“That can’t be done, Princess. I’m afraid you might get hurt.”
“There’s no need to worry about getting hurt with a wooden sword. And if you do, you can just heal with healing magic.”
“It’s not just a matter of safety; it’s against etiquette.”
“Is there a rule that says royalty can’t spar with knights?”
There’s no such thing; Lucy was the first princess in the history of Helatour.
However, there’s still such a thing as common sense.
A princess sparring with a knight is an absurd situation; if it were just a game…
Abres’s head snapped up.
‘That’s right, why don’t you just take the attacks?
If the sparring is dangerous, the other side should just not attack at all.
If the princess loses stamina first or realizes the power gap and gives up, that’s the end of it.
It must be some kind of entertainment.
Abres accepted the situation.
“If you are careful about safety, I am fine with that, but would it be okay if I were your sparring partner?”
“No, if possible, I would like one of them.”
It was a consideration not to designate Abres as your sparring partner.
If you were to overwhelm Abres, you might end up damaging his reputation as a knight commander.
On the other hand, Abres accepted it differently.
‘Did you get scared because of the sword pressure just now? I guess there’s nothing you can do.’
With such different thoughts, Abres glanced at his subordinates, pointing out the knight named ‘Wood,’ who was usually highly regarded among the 30 knights.
A water race with a large horn growing from his head.
He was a man who was considered the best in defensive swordsmanship among the 3rd Knights.
Abres called him and whispered very softly in his ear.
“You understand?”
“Don’t worry.”
Wood nodded.
They were exchanging many things with their eyes.
“Greetings, I am Wood Pediblo from the 3rd Knights.”
“I will take care of you.”
Without saying much, he and Lucy prepared to spar with their wooden swords.
Abres mediated the situation in the middle, and knights soon gathered around them.
“But are you sure that you will be okay in that outfit?”
The white dress that reached down to the knees was not suitable for combat, but it did not hinder their movements.
“Yes, no problem.”
“Understood, then please tell us how to start, Commander.”
Soon, Abres announced the start.
“Start the duel.”
As the duel began, Wood took a defensive stance, and in case Lucy fell over due to the recoil, he completely relaxed his grip on his sword.
“You can come in anytime, Princess.”
“Then I won’t refuse.”
Lucy released her wrist lightly and took a stance.
The battle warrior’s fighting stance.
Of course, she couldn’t use warrior-type skills, but she could use her physical abilities to show off something similar.
Lucy’s class was an illusionist.
Although her physical strength was weak, her agility was on par with a Lv70 assassin.
Remembering that fact, she attacked.
First, she adjusted her strength and struck Wood’s wooden sword with an upper slash.
Abres, who was watching the duel, couldn’t help but be impressed by the plausible form.
She waited a moment.
Bang!!
Upon seeing the wooden sword somersaulting in the air, her gaze filled with admiration soon turned to shock.
Wood failed to block the sword strike that Lucy swung and ended up losing the wooden sword from his hand.
It was a natural result.
Even if it was a magic-type, if you were around level 100, your physical strength would be the same as a level 50 warrior.
Since Wood was also letting go of his strength, it was inevitable that this result would come about.
However, those who did not know this fact were unable to understand the situation and were just mumbling something.
Soon, Abres, who could not stand to watch, stopped the sparring and whispered to Wood.
“Hey Wood, even if you’re going to let it go, you have to let it go. It would be rude if you were to curse so openly.”
“Just now… I’m sorry, I think I let my strength go too low without realizing it.”
“Okay, let’s not make a mistake next time.”
After a short conversation, Abres turned to Lucy and bowed his head.
“Because he has no experience sparring with higher-ups, I think my subordinate got nervous and made a mistake. Please understand.”
Regardless, Lucy was looking back at the hand holding the wooden sword and recalling the sword fight just now.
The heavy feeling, a different sensation that she had never felt in the original game.
‘I want to experience it a few more times. One time was not enough to ingrain the new sensation in my body.’
Abres nodded at Lucy’s eyes asking her to resume the duel again.
Wood, who saw the signal, raised his sword again.
Until then, he had been holding the sword as if he were holding a raw egg, but now he raised his sword pressure to the level of holding a tree branch.
He had quite a lot of pride in his defensive swordsmanship.
He didn’t show it, but missing the sword was a wound to his pride.
He would never make the same mistake again; Wood was looking at Lucy with such a firm face.
“I was rude just now, please come back in.”
“Then I won’t refuse again.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Lucy swung her sword again.
Knock-!
“!?”
At that moment, Wood realized.
Just now, the sword that he had dropped was not just because of carelessness.
The sword that Lucy was swinging was quite heavy.
In comparison, it was heavier and faster than the sword that a normal knight would swing.
This time, he had been putting in strength so that he did not drop the sword, but that was why he could know the above fact.
He could not easily understand the current situation.
How on earth can such a small body produce such strength?
The answer to that question automatically came to mind when he was about to receive the next sword strike.
The person before his eyes was not an ordinary girl, but the daughter of Satan.
According to legend, Satan had the power to rule the demon world from the moment he was born.
So it was only natural that his daughter, Lucy, had strength that defied common sense.
Wood, who had belatedly realized the situation, finally gripped the wooden sword with all his might, but nothing changed.
Whether he used strength or not, he could not keep up with Lucy’s sword speed.
Knock! Knock! Knock! Knock!
Lucy continued to move in a straight line and strike.
There was no special technique to it; it was just infinitely fast.
Wood, who had been continuously receiving attacks, felt that way.
He had been defending himself like that, and he began to sweat and step back, and then at some point, he was cornered and forgot.
That you must never attack.
“Eww!”
Wood, cornered, lost his mind and tried to attack.
“Wood!”
Abres was terrified.
But it was a needless worry.
Lucy easily dodged the sword that was coming down vertically and aimed her sword at Wood’s neck.
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