Jobless Reincarnation: Sword, Magic Hat and Romance System

Chapter 30 The Core Principles of the Water God Style, the Powers of the Water Goddess Leda

Paul's anger had subsided by the next day, but thanks to the earnest teachings he had given his two children the night before and the rest he had taken the past two days, he was full of energy. Right after breakfast, he took the two to the courtyard and gestured for them to get into position.

After the three of them stood facing each other in a triangle in the courtyard, he put on an adult-like demeanor and spoke to the two of them.

"You've had your fill of playing around these past few days. It's time to get your swordsmanship training back on track! So today's extra training session will be personally supervised by me, especially Allen. What kind of teacher and student are always fighting together? Have you been properly teaching Rudy swordsmanship these past few days?"

Looking at Paul's posture, Rudy subconsciously tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword. He hadn't really studied swordsmanship properly since Allen arrived, but the reason was clearly because Paul was obsessed with sparring with Allen, which greatly shortened his swordsmanship lessons.

But now is not the time to say such things. It would be a huge loss if we could go back to the old ways just because we argued with Paul, since we had finally managed to reduce the sword class by an hour.

Allen's lips twitched as he looked at Paul's serious face.

"I've only been here a week, and I've spent most of that time fencing with you. What the hell am I supposed to teach you?"

They were very respectful in their words, though.

"Reporting to the master, although I have not been here long, I think Rudy has a great talent for the Northern God School."

"Activating the magical armor certainly qualifies as part of the Northern God School."

Paul's face fell, revealing a disdainful attitude. He had previously taught Rudy the Sword God Style and the Water God Style because...

"The Northern God Style? That kind of thing can only be considered fighting with a sword, it can't be considered swordsmanship at all."

Paul, who was highly skilled in the Northern God Style, looked down on it. Thanks to the Second Northern God, who established the Northern God Style dojo in the Wanglong Empire, the main school popular in the Central Continent was the Qiba School, which Paul probably considered too unorthodox.

Although Paul himself was not a very respectable person.

Allen coughed lightly, his expression very respectful.

"Then today we'll trouble you, sir, to help us review the sword techniques of the Sword God School and the Water God School."

Seeing this, Paul nodded in satisfaction, shouted "Let's begin!", and excitedly pointed his sword at Allen's forehead.

"Then it's your turn to attack!"

Silence reigned.

A gust of wind blew by, and fallen leaves landed listlessly on Rudy's face, who looked like an outsider. He stared blankly at the tense atmosphere between the two men in front of him.

"Then... shall I leave?"

Allen looked at the tip of the wooden sword in front of him, and under Paul's surprised gaze, he stretched out two fingers to pinch the blade and moved it away from in front of him.

"Sir, I think it's important to summarize after actual combat. Perhaps we can start by learning from experience today. To be honest, I also have many questions I'd like to ask you."

Paul blinked, suddenly realizing that Allen was quite skilled in the Water God style, and that he was saying this as if he wanted to ask for advice on the Sword God style, which he was clearly not very good at.

"Okay, but I should clarify beforehand that I'm a stickler for intuition, so I might not be good at teaching these theoretical concepts."

"That's still much better than me just guessing."

The three of them each brought a small stool and sat in a circle. The country breeze blew around them, very warm, just like Senis's smiling face as she looked down from the second-floor window, resting her chin on her hand.

Allen looked at Paul, who was standing silently with his arms crossed and a pained expression on his face, and his expression became somewhat serious.

His current Sword God Style is still at the intermediate level. As someone who has read the novel, he shouldn't be stuck at this level forever. However, the problem is that the novel's description of sword training methods is too abstract. If it weren't for the fact that he had received systematic training in the Water God Style since childhood, he probably wouldn't be able to comprehend the advanced level on his own based solely on the descriptions in the book.

Thinking of this, he first turned to Rudy and said.

"I don't know if the master has thoroughly analyzed the three sword styles for you before. I am more proficient in the Water God Style and the Northern God Style, so I will first tell you about the detailed characteristics of these styles."

Rudy blinked.

"Actually, I know."

Allen smiled nonchalantly and asked.

"So what do you think is the core essence of the Water God School?"

Rudy scratched his face.

"defense?"

Allen shook his head.

"That's the form of expression; the essence of the Water God School is—perception."

Paul raised an eyebrow at this point.

"This kid is interesting."

Rudy, however, looked puzzled.

"Perception?"

"That's right, perception."

As Allen spoke, he let out a long sigh, his breathing gradually calming down, his mind as still as a calm lake.

In his five senses, the rustling of leaves, the smell of earth, the smile on Paul's lips, Rudius's raised eyebrows, and even the slightest movement of his own hair being blown by the wind were vividly displayed.

He opened his eyes and looked at Rudy again, stretched out his arm and held out two fingers in front of Rudy, speaking as Rudy looked on with a puzzled expression.

"Perceive all information about your surroundings: the direction of the wind, the source of sound, the vibration of the air, the shape of objects, and even, going deeper, you can sense the burst of killing intent and the flow of magic."

As he spoke, a leaf landed precisely between Allen's two fingers, causing his fingers to tremble slightly.

At the same time, the unfinished words fell silent.

"Then, based on the information obtained, make the most appropriate response, find the opponent's weakness, and launch a fatal counterattack."

Under Rudy's astonished and Paul's admiring gaze, the leaf snapped in two between Allen's fingers and slid down from the sides of his fingertips.

The process went so smoothly that Rudy even thought the leaf had deliberately bumped into Allen's finger, thus bringing about its own 'ending'.

He snapped out of his daze and suddenly realized the illogical parts of Allen's words, so he asked.

"I understand the previous points, which means needing to stay calm, analyze a huge amount of information about the opponent in a short period of time, and then choose the most suitable counterattack. I understand killing intent as something like ferocity, but what about the flow of magic? Can this be sensed by someone who is not a magician?"

Allen smiled.

"Can."

Rudy's eyes widened as he looked at Allen, who awkwardly withdrew his finger and touched his nose.

"However, I can't do that under normal circumstances right now."

Rudy's face fell.

"So you're not here to lie to me?"

He didn't lie to you.

Rudy turned to look at Paul, who had suddenly interrupted, and Paul nodded solemnly to Allen.

"It's rumored that high-level Water God Style swordsmen can indeed achieve this level of skill, but to be honest, I've never actually seen it."

Rudy frowned.

"That's just a rumor. How could something like that be possible?"

"I saw it with my own eyes."

Rudy and Paul both looked at Allen, who had spoken, but he didn't meet their gazes. Instead, his eyes swept down to the knife at his waist. After a slight pause, he spoke.

"The main dojo of the Water God lineage in the capital of Asura—Her Majesty the Water God—Leda Lia, she can do it perfectly."

(End of this chapter)