CH 2.18

High Elf and Sword Princess

Translated by Mlzkzr

Edited by Mlzkzr

I left the inn that same day and was asked to stay in the guest room of my new teacher, Kaeha Yosogi.

As expected, I thought it would be a bad idea, but when she said that it was the teacher’s duty to take care of their disciples, with her eyes twinkling, I had no choice but to give up.

For someone who was so wary, once I gained her trust, she became very close to me.

Perhaps in the past, when Kaeha was a child, their high-ranking disciples used to sleep over at the dojo, and she probably has an assumption that this is how disciples are supposed to be.

…… As for this perception, I feel that it is better to correct that quickly before rebuilding the dojo, that is, before she accepts other disciples.

Kaeha’s mother, who was waiting for her at home, also looked a bit puzzled by my sudden presence.

Then there’s Kaeha’s mother, she has a chest ailment.

She was not very strong to begin with, and after her husband passed away, her dojo was knocked down, and her body slowly weakened as she lived her life eating up their remaining assets little by little.

Kaeha’s street performance was apparently to earn money to buy medicine for her mother, and since the medicine was an infusion of medicinal herbs from the forest, I have decided to go to the nearby forest and gather some of it for my next and subsequent visits.

In case you are wondering, I am a high elf, so picking medicinal herbs is a piece of cake, and I can easily find more effective herbs.

If I ask the trees, they will tell me.

For the time being, I ground an Apua fruit and make her drink it for today.

The unperishable Apua fruit revitalizes the body, so at least it will work much better than the cheap medicines.

And while I’m at it, I’ll also send a letter to Vistkort.

The recipient is, of course, Cleias, the former Swordsman of the White Lake.

A swordsman who has reached the highest rank of adventurer, the Seven-star, is a very important presence for the Rhodoran Great Swordsmanship.

Therefore, I asked Cleias to nail down the Rhodoran Great Swordsmanship.

I asked him to make them unnerved by the way Yosogi-ryu is trying to rebuild their dojo.

As for me, I have no reason to be hostile to the Rhodoran Great Swordsmanship.

If they tried to mess with me, I would take appropriate measures, but it would be better if there was no trouble.

Well, of course, Kaeha and her mother may have their own opinions about Rhodoran great swordsmanship, but I don’t think they would willingly get into trouble with them either.

The next day, I went to the Blacksmith’s Guild to find a smithy that I could rent.

The effect of the senior blacksmith’s certificate was extraordinary, and the officials of the blacksmith’s union immediately promised to arrange a forge and iron for me.

They wanted me to take on several other tasks, but my first priority was to reforge my mentor Kaeha’s sword, followed by the creation of my own sword.

If I will have no problem after that, I don’t want to dull my blacksmithing skills, so I’m willing to take on some of the work.

On my way home, I went from store to store to obtain some information, buying all the items I would need for the rest of my life, while listening to the shopkeepers and store owners.

The information I want to acquire is about the relationship between the two other schools of swordsmanship besides the Rhodoran Great Swordsmanship, the Ludria Kingdom-style swordsmanship, and the Glend-style swordsmanship, to the Yosogi-style.

I’m sure Cleais will nail down the Rhodoran Great Swordsmanship, but I don’t know about the other schools.

A number of schools may come to smash one of the four major schools in order to make a name for themselves, and even the Ludria Kingdom-style swordsmanship and Glend-style swordsmanship may find the revival of the Yosogi-ryu school an eyesore.

If one doesn’t know what’s going to happen, it is very important to have enough material and information available to predict it.

And conversely, as an elf, my appearance itself is very conspicuous, so if I were to gather information in this way, it would spread quickly.

An elf was supporting the Yosogi style.

An elf became an apprentice in the Yosogi style.

Once this information is disseminated, if there is someone who has hostile or harmful intentions toward the Yosogi style, they can be induced to make their move.

In short, I myself will become the moth-attracting light.

If anything happens to Kaeha or her mother, it will hinder my future training.

Not only is it important for Kaeha to teach me the sword, but if something were to happen to her mother, she won’t be able to teach me the sword.

I must protect them both.

Whether if it’s really the role of a disciple or not, I’ll protect them myself because that’s what I want to do.

The problem is that, yes, while I am so busy moving around, I won’t have time to learn any magic at the same time.

But this is unavoidable.

I can learn magic at any time, but the Yosogi-style that Kaeha wields will probably disappear at some point if I left it alone.

Besides, right now my heart is leaning more toward swords than magic.

So I didn’t mind if I dabbled in magic after things had changed, or after my swordsmanship had taken shape within me ten or twenty years later.

Then at that time, unexpectedly, the wind spirit whispers in my ear, telling me of the approach of a malicious human being.

And when I turn around and stare at the approaching guy, a shabby-looking man, who is probably a pickpocket, smiles embarrassingly and quickly leaves the place.

The Royal Capital was as expected a little less safe than the town of Vistkort.

People of various kinds flow in from all over the Kingdom of Ludria, and a certain number of them fall into poverty and struggle to make ends meet.

When people find themselves in a difficult situation, it is not uncommon for a few of them to fall into the idea of ​​stealing food from others.

The town of Vistkort had many adventurers who were challenging the Great Pruha Forest Sea, so they weren’t elegant and not all of them were friendly, but I think there were many people who were warm there.

People change when their place changes.

Chewing on those words, I walked slowly through the royal capital.