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Chapter 17

Chapter 55 Chapter 54 Chapter 53 - Banquet (8) Chapter 52 - Banquet (7) Chapter 51 - Banquet (6) Chapter 50 - Banquet (5) Chapter 49 - Banquet (4) Chapter 48 - Banquet (3) Chapter 47 - Banquet (2) Chapter 46 - Banquet (1) Chapter 45 - An Unexpected Incident (3) Chapter 44 - An Unexpected Incident (2) Chapter 43 – An Unexpected Incident(1) Chapter 42 - Enemies In And Out (2) Chapter 41 - Enemies In And Out (1) Chapter 40 - Dominating the Intermediate Class Chapter 39 - Kinzelo's Misunderstanding Chapter 38 - Mamit Lawless Zone (3) Chapter 37 - Mamit Lawless Zone (2) Chapter 36 - Mamit Lawless Zone (1) Chapter 35 - Receiving His First Solo Mission Chapter 34 - Fight, Win, Enjoy (4) Chapter 33 - Fight, Win, Enjoy (3) Chapter 32 - Fight, Win, Enjoy (2) Chapter 31 - Fight, Win, Enjoy (1) Chapter 30 - Class Advancement, Welcoming Ceremony (3) Chapter 29 - Class Advancement, Welcoming Ceremony (2) Chapter 28 - Class Advancement, Welcoming Ceremony (1) Chapter 27 - Jin, the Cadets, the Beastman, and… (5) Chapter 26 - Jin, the Cadets, the Beastman, and… (4) Chapter 25 - Jin, the Cadets, the Beastman, and… (3) Chapter 24 - Volume 1 Chapter 24 – Jin, the Cadets, the Beastman, and… (2) Chapter 23 - Jin, the Cadets, the Beastman, and… (1) Chapter 22 - What Even is the Eye of the Mind? (5) Chapter 21 - What Even is the Eye of Chapter 20 - What Even is t Chapter 19 - What Even is the Eye of the Min Chapter 18 Chapter 17 Chapter 16 - Garden of Swords Chapter 15 - Truth Revealed? Chapter 14 - Attack Chapter 13 - Departing the Storm Castle (2) Chapter 12 - Departing the Storm Castle (1) Chapter 11 - Until I Turn Ten (3) Chapter 10 - Until I Turn Ten (2) Chapter 9 - Until I Turn Ten (1) Chapter 8 - Black Dragon Murakan (2) Chapter 7 - Black Dragon Murakan (1) Chapter 6 - Stormy Days at the Castle (5) Chapter 5 - Stormy Days at the Castle (4) Chapter 4 - Stormy Days at the Castle (3) Chapter 3 - Stormy Days at the Castle (2) Chapter 2 - Stormy Days at the Castle (1) Chapter 1 - Runcandel's Superstition Chapter 0

Beradin Zipfel returned the favour just as Jin demanded.

He didn't utter a single word until the transfer gate activated. He did glance at Jin from time to time to check what the Runcandel boy was doing.

'Jin Runcandel… I'm certain he'll shake the world and spread his name within a few years. Ugh, I'm so curious! I wanna talk with him a bit more, but he doesn't want me to.'

Beradin's eyes were gleaming with curiosity as he kept glancing at the 10-year-old. They had only shared a short conversation, but their encounter was a refreshing and exciting one.

Hence, there was a certain amount of goodwill within Beradin's curious gaze.

'If he weren't a Runcandel, we could've been good friends… Oh well, let's be satisfied with the fact that I discovered a worthy enemy. In fact, he might become my lifelong rival!'

Beradin quietly chuckled as he let his imagination fly to the skies. In the meantime, Jin also thought to himself.

'Whether he was a celebrity amongst magicians before my regression or not, he's somewhat of a pain in the ass.'

As a matter of fact, whenever Beradin stared at Jin and they made eye contact, the Zipfel boy would turn his head away with a blush.

(T/N: Is this a BL ship??? Or is he a reverse trap????)

(PR/N: Ohoho~? Fujoshi senses are tingling—)

'That red face and that gaze… He's definitely some sort of lunatic. Sigh, should I really cut off a couple of fingers to set his head straight?'

There was no way Jin could concentrate when such a disturbing gaze was directed towards him. In the end, he just closed his notebook and put it away. As they waited for the transfer gate to activate, Jin just petted the cat Murakan.

"Thank you for your patience. You shall be teleported in a few moments. There may be side effects from the teleportation, such as headaches or nausea, so please be seated as we…"

Whirrrrr!

Blue mana began to dye the special waiting room. It then softly covered the members inside.

"I had fun. Let's meet again, Jin Runcandel!"

Beradin shouted with an excited voice. Since their destinations were different, this was the only opportunity he had to bid Jin farewell.

"Yeah, whatever."

But Beradin couldn't hear Jin's reply.

He was sent to his destination and had to deal with formalities for his entry in the country, whereas Jin and his companions were directly sent to another first-class waiting room.

The Runcandel Clan held absolute power within the Huphester Alliance along with a great reputation. On the other hand, the Zipfels were absolutely detested, which led to some discrimination in their treatments.

Most places in the world loved one clan and hated the other, and vice versa. There weren't many nations which were free from the two clans' influence.

"Blaargh, urrggh…!"

Pat, pat.

Gilly was awkwardly patting Murakan's back, unable to do anything else to help.

"Geez, you're one pathetic dragon…"

"Blargh, urgh, keuk! We didn't have these kinds of devices in my era. Urgh, it's like my organs were flipped around."

It had only been a hundred years since magicians had developed transfer gates.

But since the gates were invented based on humans, it wasn't quite suitable for dragons. After retching for a while, Murakan exhaled deeply as if he could finally breathe properly.

"Are you alright, Lord Murakan?"

"I'm fine. It's been a thousand years since I last threw up. In the past, there were even some morons who'd use dragon puke as ingredients for perfume."

"They still do that today. If you gather what you just puked and take it to some nobles, they'd instantly buy it with gold coins."

"Oh, they still do it today? Is there anything you want, Strawberry Pie? I could go sell this and…"

"Enough talking. Just throw it in the incinerator over there. Our clansmen are probably waiting outside right now."

Once they exited the waiting room, they were welcomed by the quiet scenery of the Huphester Alliance's transfer gate.

Generally speaking, there would be countless people in the area, but since the Runcandel youngest child was coming today, the administration had set up severe regulations.

Clang, clang!

A group of knights approached Jin and his crew. They were Runcandel guardian knights.

"We have been expecting you, Young Master. Pleased to meet you. I am Petro, the second butler of the house."

The middle-aged man at the center of the knights spoke up.

Jin and the others got on the steel carriage prepared in advance and headed to the Garden of Swords.

Garden of Swords.

The place that symbolized and represented the Runcandels.

As the name suggested, the wide and vast garden had more swords planted in the ground than flowers or trees.

The thousands of swords belonged to deceased Runcandels and clansmen, but not just any clansmen. One didn't obtain the right to have their swords planted in the garden just because they were a member of the clan.

It was a special right only granted to clansmen who had contributed to the clan's growth and prosperity.

Once they entered the Garden of Swords, the steel carriage began to slow down. Jin watched the countless swords pass by outside the window, and mulled over the past.

'It was once my greatest wish in life to have my sword planted in this garden.'

Why was he so naive and foolish back then?

Had he accepted the reality of his situation earlier, Jin would've left the clan sooner than he did in his first life. The clan would never allow the 'clan's disgrace'—who became a 1-star knight at the age of 25—to plant his sword in the garden.

'Why… Why was I so naive and foolish?'

Jin asked himself a second time. He already knew the answer to his question. The boy only asked himself again to remind himself of his past mistakes, and to steel himself now that he had returned to the clan's main house.

'I was weak. A weak person can only survive and thrive by being smart and cunning, but that wasn't the case for me either.'

Jin smirked and closed his eyes.

His gift with the sword he regained after contracting Solderet, his gift with magic he'd always had, the tricks he learned over 38 years of life and his maturity, the recklessness and guts one can only obtain by dying once, the knowledge about the future only a regressor can acquire.

Finally, Gilly and Murakan. Powerful allies he could share his secrets with. Moreover, one of them was the legendary Black Dragon.

'Right. This time, I'll survive and thrive in this shitty hellhole.'

This was only the beginning.

Jin believed that he would be nervous on his way to the Garden of Swords, but it was the opposite. In fact, the sight of the swords planted in the garden made him gain confidence and mental fortitude.

"All hail!"

The carriage came to a stop at the center of the garden. The guardian knights who were on duty raised their blades and gave a sword salute.

Standing before them were Jin's 12 siblings and… his parents.

The Runcandel Clan masters and all the potential successors to the throne were gathered in one place. Having every single direct descendant of the Runcandel bloodline together was an extremely rare occasion.

Creak…

The butler Petro opened the carriage door. Jin gently descended with Gilly and Murakan in his arms. As soon as she got down, Gilly bowed deeply before Cyron and Jin lowered his head.

"It's been a long time, my child."

Jin's mother, Rosa Runcandel was the first to speak.

"Yes, mother."

Step, step.

Jin slowly walked towards his parents. As he tread forwards, Jin could feel the gazes of his siblings who were standing in line on both sides.

Murakan was the cause of this. Their youngest sibling—who had caught their father's attention—was lovingly caring for a cat. They showed a mixture of surprise, amazement, and ridicule.

As Cyron frowned, he asked Jin.

"Did you pick it up?"

Again, it was about Murakan.

Jin had expected his father to ask this question first before any greeting. And he also knew what to answer in order to satisfy this nitpicky man, who happened to be the world's strongest.

"I acquired it, father."

"You didn't pick it up, but acquired it…?"

The corners of Cyron's mouth rose to shape a light grin.

"A bold and confident answer. I like it. That's right. It's only proper for a Runcandel to have such an attitude when they obtain something."

Some of his siblings' expressions turned grim. Probably because they had been severely punished by their father before when they picked up a cute pet.

Or maybe some of them just didn't like Jin.

The 10-year-old turned his head to observe each of his siblings.

'Among them… is the one who cursed me.'

Who could it be?

Ever since the day he saw the curse with his own two eyes inside his cradle nine years ago, Jin asked himself this question on a daily basis.

And why did they curse him?

Why curse their 1-year-old sibling who hadn't done anything? Why did they attempt to curse him—a curse that would give him a fate far worse than death as a Runcandel?

'Is it just because I chose Barisada on my Selection Ritual? Or are they trying to get rid of every competitor for the throne, and I just happened to be an easy target?'

Jin wanted to question all his siblings immediately, but this wasn't the right moment.

None of his 12 siblings were weaker than the current Jin. Even the Tona twins—the idiots he used to boss around at the Storm Castle—had trained their swordsmanship for two years, so they were most likely stronger than Jin.

'Moreover, today is a joyous day where the entire family has finally reunited, isn't it?'

The days filled with bloodshed were about to begin.

As he smiled with somewhat malicious intent, Jin put Murakan down.

"Meow."

The cat leaped into Rosa's arms. Surprisingly, she simply caught it and began calmly stroking its fur.

"Son, what is this child's name?"

"His name is Nabi Runcandel, mother."

(T/N: 'Nabi' means 'butterfly' in Korean.)

Pfft.

Rosa couldn't hold back her laughter, and most of his siblings wore a sinister look. Cyron stared at Jin in silence.

"Father, mother! No matter how young he is, this is unacceptable."

"How dare he give the Runcandel family name to such a lowly beast! I also agree with Fourth Brother's opinion."

"Gilly! You wench, how on earth did you educate the youngest? How could you let him call a mere cat such a name…!"

There was a hurl of complaints. But as soon as Cyron opened his mouth, everyone immediately shut up.

"Why did you give it the Runcandel family name?"

Jin made eye contact with Cyron and answered.

"It was to give myself a sense of responsibility. He may be a mere cat, but he is the first living being I've acquired. I thought that I should give him a name with meaning and weight."

The gaze of the silent siblings were dyed with shock, and Cyron calmly nodded.

"How amusing. But son… Do you truly realize how much weight the Runcandel name actually bears?"

It was a tricky question, but Jin nodded without hesitation.

"I am aware of the weight it has. It signifies that if someone were to attempt to hurt Nabi, I would have to make them pay the price personally."

The death stares directed by the Tona twins promptly changed into shock.

They believed that they wouldn't have to be afraid of Jin anymore, but seeing his current attitude, their trauma from the Storm Castle resurfaced.

"You seem to be gifted at making enemies, son. Your siblings are glaring at you so intensely, don't you think?"

This was a warning.

Not towards Jin—who had caused a ruckus as soon as he arrived at the main house—but towards the others. A warning to them for daring to show killing intent in front of the patriarch.

The siblings immediately adjusted their expressions and stances.

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"It appears so. But I believe I'm also gifted at killing my enemies, father."

"Kuhaha… Then you all should be mindful of that when dealing with your strong-willed little brother."

Cyron's children, with the exception of Jin, all lowered their heads in response to their father's statement.

Soon afterwards, every Runcandel gathered today entered the mansion, and the banquet celebrating Jin's arrival began.

During the entire meal, most of the siblings stared at their ludicrous youngest brother with complex feelings.

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Chapter 18

Chapter 18 – What Even is the Eye of the Mind? (1)

It is the beginning of summer, 1794.

Four years have passed since Jin returned to the main house.

"We will end the training with this. Good work today, Young Master."

"Phew, is it already time, Garon?"

Garon Altemiro.

This young 7-star knight teaches the basics and foundations of swordsmanship at the Garden of Swords.

His pupils include Runcandel children when they first arrive at the main house, and clansmen who are training to become guardian knights. Every Runcandel has to learn the basics under Garon.

"Haha, surely you jest. Please take a look at the guardian cadets around you, Young Master. They are all on death's door."

Jin took a look around him. There were young boys and girls around his age. Just as Garon stated, they were all sweating profusely, panting and wheezing to catch their breaths.

'I guess he's right. I would've been in the same state as them.'

Two years ago, when Garon was assigned this job, his training regimen quickly gained the reputation of being harsh and intense.

Guardian cadets are young elite trainees who stood out amongst other trainees and were selected to become future guardian knights. The competition to become a guardian cadet is high, and trainees have to undergo difficult training in order to gain that rank.

However, despite their expertise and experience, many guardian cadets dropped out due to being unable to endure Garon's severe training.

Jin did the same in his past life. He couldn't continue Garon's training regimen, and instead received individual lessons from his siblings. It may appear like preferential treatment, but for Runcandels, there is no greater disgrace.

Even though other children are able to withstand Garon's lessons, a Runcandel child dropping out and being taught by his siblings is unacceptable. Not to mention that Jin couldn't endure his siblings' lessons either, and ended up being neglected by everyone.

Having recalled the past, Jin shook his head to stop thinking about it.

"Moreover, you will have to attend Lady Luna's training session in the afternoon."

Jin nodded to Garon's point.

These days, Jin trains under Garon as well his eldest sister, Luna "White Whale" Runcandel.

However, unlike his first life, it wasn't a disgraceful individual lesson. Having noticed Jin's terrifying growth speed, Luna volunteered to teach him herself. Thus, it was an achievement instead of a disgrace.

However, it brought Jin both the admiration from the guardian cadets and the jealousy from his other siblings.

"That's true. Then I should go get lunch now."

"Will you partake with the other cadets today as well? Dame Rosa appears to be dejected for being unable to eat with you every time…"

"I'd rather eat with these cadets with whom I train every day, not my siblings who seem displeased about my very existence."

"I understand, Young Master."

Servants began to bring their meals to the training ground.

There was an enormous pot with rice, vegetables and meat. It was a simple and crude meal, but the ingredients were top-class.

The guardian cadets stood in line, waiting for the food to be distributed. Jin didn't follow them since 'Bellop' was in charge of getting his food.

"Thanks."

"Not at all, Young Master."

"As if. Sit down, let's eat."

Bellop Schmitz. A 13-year-old commoner boy, one year younger than Jin.

He was destined to fall behind in Garon's training and lose his qualifications as a guardian cadet, getting kicked out of the Garden of Swords.

At least, that was before Jin's regression.

"Is it good?"

"It's delicious. I am always grateful to the clan for allowing me to eat such good meat, as well as to the 13th Young Master for sharing his portion of meat with me…"

"Enough, enough. Sigh, how do you give the same answer every single time without a single mistake? Did you memorize the phrase by heart or something?"

Bellop coughed and blushed in embarrassment.

"You need to learn how to speak simply and concisely, Bellop. The others are ignoring you because you keep giving a speech every time you open your mouth, you know?"

"I-Is that so…"

"Shoulders straight! Have some more pride. You're a Runcandel guardian cadet."

"But my grades are the lowest, and I have yet to become a 1-star knight…"

"Geez, do you think anyone can become a Runcandel cadet? You've already achieved a lot by reaching where you are currently."

He's quite timid, and has little to no self-confidence. He's as innocent and naive as one can be.

That's why Jin was still confused.

'I can see why the clan kicked him out. But I still can't figure out how such an innocent boy grew up to become the Vermont Empire's notorious imperial guard.'

Before his regression, Bellop's life ended up having an amazing reversal after getting kicked out of the Runcandel Clan.

After barely passing the exam to become a guardian cadet, Bellop Schmitz always stayed amongst the worst of the cadets, before having to leave… But afterwards, he caught the eye of another clan of swordsmen, the Hairan Clan.

The Hairan Clan is the empire's greatest clan of swordsmen, and one of the biggest noble families.

Bellop's talent with the sword bloomed belatedly in the Hairan Clan. He then became an imperial guard and received the nickname "Vermont's Loyal Hound".

Vermont's Loyal Hound.

Jin had no idea what Bellop experienced at the Hairan Clan for him to change so much.

When Bellop received that nickname, he was no longer the naive and gentle Bellop Jin now knows. He followed the emperor's orders, led the imperial guards to battle, and slaughtered countless people without mercy.

But one year before Jin's death, Bellop ended his unfortunate life filled with bloodshed himself, leaving behind a will with a message of repentance.

'I was shocked to hear he became the imperial guard, and felt vexed when the news of his suicide reached me.'

Jin glanced at his surroundings. After making sure no one else was looking in their direction, he quickly passed his remaining pieces of meat to Bellop.

"Eh, Young Master?"

"Shush. I'm not feeling hungry."

Jin pretended to eat until lunchtime ended as he vacantly watched Bellop.

'Bellop Schmitz… This time, I'll take care of you so that you don't fall behind and get kicked out.'

It wasn't just because Jin wanted to keep this diamond in the rough within the clan.

He also felt somewhat empathetic towards this boy. Both had discovered their true talents belatedly, and had miserable deaths.

'If he has the potential to become an imperial guard, it would also be beneficial to keep him by my side. I'll have to keep guardian knights around me and command them in the future, anyways.'

Instead of becoming a murder puppet of the Vermont Empire, it was favourable for both Bellop and Jin to raise him as a Runcandel guardian knight.

Once lunch ended, Jin stood up and Garon approached him.

"I shall see you tomorrow, Young Master. Oh, tomorrow we'll be having spars during training."

"Alright. Good work today, Garon."

"Thank you, Young Master."

Once Jin returned to his room, there stood Gilly with a change of clothes in her arms and a hot bath behind her.

"Good work during training, Young Master. The eldest lady's lesson will begin in three hours."

"Alright. Thanks, Strawberry P—"

Catching himself saying something unexpected, Jin suddenly stopped dead in his tracks.

"Geez, Murakan calls you Strawberry Pie so often that even I'm getting confused now…!"

"Oh, you're here, kid?"

Jin turned his head and saw Murakan lazily flipping through an erotic drawing magazine on the sofa.

"You crazy dragon, what on earth are you reading in broad daylight?"

"This? A limited edition erotic magazine. I had a hard time getting this. Haha, don't hesitate to tell me if you want one too. Fourteen is the age when you begin to get horn…"

"Also. Didn't. I. Tell. You. To. Stay. In. Cat. Form. As. Much. As. Possible. At. Home? What if someone sees you?"

"I won't get caught, don't worry. I also have the right to be free, no? Just come over and look at this. Should I kidnap the guy who drew this?"

Seeing him snicker and return to his erotic magazine, Jin suddenly gained the urge to punch the dragon in the face.

However, punching a dragon who had lived for thousands of years was unreasonable. Jin gave a deep sigh and sat beside Murakan.

"I guess it's not bad. How much did you buy it for?"

"About 100 gold coins, I think…?"

"Oh, izzat so? A hundred gold coins, you say? A hundred… gold coins. Where on earth did you find that money?"

"I borrowed from Strawberry Pie. Gosh, the Runcandel nannies' salary is no joke."

Jin turned his gaze to Gilly, who only gave a dry cough.

"Sigh, just tell me if you need money from now on. Don't bother Gilly."

"Really? Then 1000 gold coins please~"

"I'll give you 1000 gold coins if you write a report which explains why you need that money. And please prepare a simple meal for me, Gilly."

Murakan closed and put away the magazine at the speed of light and began writing a report. He even started mumbling to himself. This disturbing sight of extreme tenacity made Jin speechless.

"Did you not have lunch outside already?"

"I did, but I'm at the age where I'm growing."

"What would you like to have?"

"Just a simple sandwich."

"Strawberry Pie, I'd like a strawberry pie."

An hour had passed by the time Jin finished eating.

During the two hours until Luna's lesson, Jin sat in his room and practiced releasing his spiritual energy.

'I'm about to reach 2-star in spiritual release… 4-star in mana and 2-star in swordsmanship.'

These were the results of four years of training after leaving the Storm Castle.

His growth speed in spiritual release was far beyond what Murakan was expecting. However, the growth of his mana was far too slow according to Jin's standards. But it wasn't exactly a surprise since he couldn't use magic within the Garden of Swords.

Still, reaching the 4-star stage at the age of fourteen was an incredible achievement that was comparable to the geniuses at the Zipfel Clan.

His swordsmanship would also reach 3-star by the age of sixteen, which was one year earlier than the 'Runcandel average'.

Jin's growth was progressing favourably.

Feeling himself getting stronger by the day was the best feeling there could ever be.

There was Garon's intense training regimen, Jin's notebook which he studied every day, and his spiritual energy he would strengthen whenever he had time.

All these activities were far more enjoyable than resting for the 14-year-old boy.

However, Luna's training was… pure drudgery, even for the workaholic Jin.

'Even our other siblings who envy me for receiving her guidance would immediately change their minds if they were in my shoes.'

Jin smiled bitterly in his heart before looking up at Luna.

"My dearest brother."

"Yes, sister?"

"Today's training will be the same as yesterday."

"I am aware."

"But you will have to change your approach and methods every day during this repetitive training."

"Yes."

Luna walked towards Jin and closed her eyes. Jin copied her and also closed his.

Then, the same line he had heard over and over during the past month resounded.

"Brother. The eye of the mind… Use the eye of the mind to observe…"

This was the drudgery in question.

Luna's lessons weren't methodical, intuitive and physically painful like Garon's lessons.

It was always about… the eye of the mind!

She would just repeat that.

'This is driving me crazy.'

Jin had often heard the 8-star and above knights mention the 'Mind's Blade' realm.

But normally speaking, one would start training the Mind's Blade after reaching the 7-star stage. And it wouldn't be through silent lessons like this, but… by trying to scatter aura in all directions naturally.

'Why doesn't Eldest Sister do or say anything else? She always stands still, telling me to open the eye of the mind.'

He had never heard of a training like this.

"For people who wield blades to advance in life, gaining the Mind's Eye is the most important thing of all. Never open your physical eyes during our training."

Nevertheless, Jin obeyed his eldest sister's guidance and kept his eyes closed because he knew her personality. Moreover, she was widely known as the strongest among the 13 Runcandel children.

If any other sibling were to teach Jin like Luna was currently doing, he would've thought that they were trying to obstruct Jin's growth with some bullshit. Or maybe that they had become a fanatic of some pseudo-religion.

'I'm sure the day will come when I finally understand Eldest Sister's guidance.'

The two of them stood facing each other, eyes closed, until evening came. Once their lesson ended, Luna wore a refreshing smile.

"You did good today. You can head back now, brother."

Jin had absolutely no idea what he had done well, but he could only nod to her statement.

Jin began walking away and Luna pondered as she watched his back.

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'The incredible concentration he shows when he closes his eyes, and the tenacity to maintain that posture for several hours… With Jin's potential, he should realize it within a few years. Keep growing like this, Jin.'

Luna wore a satisfied smile and closed her eyes once again.

Even as a 9-star knight, she had yet to have the second enlightenment necessary to reach the Mind's Eye realm.

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Chapter 19 - What Even is the Eye of the Min

Chapter 19 – What Even is the Eye of the Mind? (2)

What even is the eye of the mind?

Whenever his training with Luna ended, Jin never failed to ask himself this question. He continued pondering about this for days and weeks since the start of the training, due to which his head hurt and frustration grew inside.

This time, his concern lasted until the very next day.

Luna's training most definitely had some sort of effect and aim. There was no way the famous 'genius among geniuses' would make him practice so much for no reason.

'Hm, my body feels heavy. Must be because I spent the entire night asking myself that question. Let's cool my head down during morning training and stop worrying for a while.'

Did Eldest Sister Luna also do the same training as what she was ordering Jin to do when she was 14 years old? As he proceeded to Garon's training ground, Jin thought about his 1st sister's past.

As they were 19 years apart, he hadn't seen her growth and development. But he had heard that during her puberty, she was quite the problem child.

'Either way, Eldest Sister must be making me do this training because she believes I can figure out the meaning and goal behind it.'

7 AM.

The guardian cadets were gathering at the training ground. They would be sparring today, so there was a bizarre mood between everyone.

The results of the spars were quite important to their overall scores and assessments.

And having higher scores would grant them greater salaries and the possibility of becoming a guardian knight with special treatment. It was to no surprise the cadets were all on edge.

'What a heavy and competitive atmosphere. Their gazes show that they wouldn't hesitate to beat any opponent half dead. As for Bellop… Sigh.'

Jin turned his attention to the corner, where Bellop was crouching down.

As one would expect, the cowardly boy was looking at his surroundings with nervous eyes. He reminded Jin of a small prey having barely escaped its predator and hiding in a small hole.

'What on earth is wrong with him? Actually, how on earth did he pass the exam to become a guardian cadet?'

After passing the exam, Bellop must've probably been called a 'genius' by many outside the Garden of Swords. So Jin couldn't understand the reason behind his shyness.

'Hm… It might be that he once believed he was a genius, but found out that there were far better and stronger geniuses than him here, which made him lose confidence. Or was he just born this way…?'

As his thoughts reached that point, Jin shook his head.

'I'm already busy enough thinking about the meaning behind Eldest Sister's training. I don't have the time and energy to figure out what his deal is. I just need to make it so that he doesn't get kicked out, which should be more than enough!'

Garon arrived at the training ground, and the cadets immediately stood in line. After a simple warm-up and physical exercise, Garon announced the order of the spars and the schedule.

"There will be three rounds of spars! You will be changing opponents each time. And the ten most notable winners will be able to challenge Young Master Jin one at a time."

"Yes, Instructor!"

There was not a single cadet in Garon's class who could defeat Jin. Therefore, whenever there was a sparring session, Jin would be fighting several duels more than the others.

"Garon, when will I be able to move up to the intermediate training class?"

Starting from the intermediate training class, the instructor was a veteran knight of the clan instead of a guest instructor like Garon. Moreover, during the lessons, the students were allowed to use aura and real swords, which was still prohibited in the beginner class.

Jin now wanted to move up to the next stage.

"Madame Rosa stated that if Young Master Jin wins against ten opponents today, you will be allowed to join the intermediate class at the start of next year."

"Is that true?"

While the story so far had belittled them, they were still guardian cadets of the Runcandel Clan.

They were the top ten cadets who won their other spars to boot. Facing all ten of them consecutively wouldn't be so easy for Jin.

Runcandel cadets were on a whole other level compared to the cadets of other nations' swordsmanship academies and mercenary trainees.

"Edington, Mark! You're up first. Get ready!"

Two boys with resolute expressions faced each other in the center of the training ground. Once Garon's signal arrived, the spar began. Jin observed their movements without much concern.

'Everyone's doing pretty well.'

Their movements were flexible and agile, yet powerful. Despite looking nervous, they were calmly calculating their actions and scanning their opponents. They weren't Runcandel cadets for nothing.

Swoosh, swoosh!

Although they were wielding wooden swords, each swing was slicing the wind. Even with the lack of sharp edges, a clean blow would completely smash an ordinary human's head.

"Urgh!"

Crack!

The boy called Edington's wooden sword landed on his opponent's flank. As the sound of a rib breaking resounded, Mark crouched on the spot and trembled in pain.

The Runcandel's medical team—which was waiting on one side of the training ground—laid the injured boy on a stretcher.

"Winner, Edington. Take a break over there and stay on standby. Next up are Phils and Sierra…"

And so, nine matches followed. The tenth was between Bellop and a girl called Mesa Milkano.

Jin paid close attention to Bellop's spar.

'Bellop seems to be focused on defense as usual.'

On the other side, Mesa was ruthlessly attacking him. As one of the top cadets of the beginner training class, her strength was evident.

But Jin was used to this sight. It wasn't his first time watching one of Bellop's spars.

"Fight me, Bellop Schmitz! Stop running and fight me like a man!"

Mesa was hurling provocations while wildly swinging her wooden sword.

Suddenly, Jin noticed that Bellop's movements were 'better than expected'… He then realized that it was the result of the development of his 'eyes'.

'Bellop, that prick. He's not just getting pushed back. He's going easy on her!'

Jin instinctively got up.

It looked like Bellop was barely blocking Mesa's attacks at the last moment, but Jin could see that Bellop's movements were somewhat easygoing.

'During this exchange—where their swords clashed twenty times—Bellop had the chance to counterattack three times. They weren't by chance either. Bellop guided her movements to create those opportunities himself. So why?'

Why won't he fight back?

While Jin was racking his brain, the other cadets were just waiting for Mesa to deal the finishing blow.

They didn't think there was anything to learn from such a one-sided battle, especially since it was Bellop on the receiving side.

'…Could it be…?'

Jin carefully observed Bellop again. He scanned how Bellop avoided and parried the attacks, along with his expression.

Overall, he wasn't looking good. His nervous eyes were showing pain and his clenched jaw showed how he wanted to get out of this situation as soon as possible.

However, his movements were far better than Mesa's. While it appeared as if he was getting pushed back, his actions were carefree at times. As long as he wished for it, he could turn the tables on her at any time.

Nevertheless, he didn't counterattack, a discrepancy which confused Jin.

Other than the Runcandel boy, the others were completely oblivious to Bellop's actions.

Soon, Jin figured out the origin of this discrepancy.

'He's not scared of getting hit or feeling pain.'

There was no reason for a human to feel fear due to another being that was obviously 'weaker' than them. And from Jin's perspective, Bellop was stronger than Mesa.

'He's worried about hurting his opponent. That's why he's being so passive in this fight.'

Other than that, there was no other way of explaining this odd spar.

'Knowing his personality, he's not being overconfident in his skills and going easy on her on purpose. He just doesn't know what to do, and can only defend without attacking, which ended up looking like he's going easy on her.'

As Jin's thoughts came to a conclusion, Bellop's wooden sword was stabbed in the ground. Mesa immediately flew forward and slammed him in the chin with her knee.

"Stop. Winner, Mesa. Wait over there."

"Yes, Instructor."

These spars continued for another two hours, and it was finally Jin's turn. Amongst the 24 winners, Garon selected the top 10.

"Please get ready, Young Master."

"Alright."

As Jin stood at the center of the training ground, the eyes of the cadets shone. He was the youngest child of the Runcandels they would have to serve, and an extremely skilled monster.

According to the cadets, being able to witness Jin's skills was the highlight of the sparring sessions.

"Edington, Sierra, David, Mesa… You will be facing Young Master Jin in that order."

Jin grabbed his wooden sword and faced his first opponent.

'Hm, so I need to defeat ten cadets.'

His highest score so far was eight.

By increasing that number by two, he would be allowed to attend the intermediate classes his siblings were taking by next year.

If this were a real battle to the death instead of a spar, he could easily take down twenty of them without question… But during a spar, he couldn't use spiritual power and magic.

He could only use pure swordsmanship in order to win. Moreover, he couldn't kill his opponents.

'Even the Tona morons entered the intermediate class last year.'

It goes without saying that the twins entered the intermediate class faster than Jin not because they were more skilled than him.

While they could overpower Jin when he first arrived at the Garden of Swords, their younger brother could easily turn them into rags during spars one year later. However, they went out with their other siblings on 'commissions' and made achievements, which allowed them to advance to the intermediate class.

Furthermore, Jin believed that there were still a few more things he could learn from the beginner class until recently. And having seen through Bellop's movements today, Jin realized that he had made the correct decision to stay behind a little longer.

"If you shall allow me, Young Master Jin."

"Yes, Edington. I'll be in your care."

Swoosh!

Edington darted towards Jin and wielded his wooden sword. A surprise attack. He had calculated that if he didn't seize control of the duel from the start, he would never win against Jin.

However, that was a bad move.

As he watched the wooden sword fly towards his chest, Jin pushed himself forward instead of dodging. But at the last moment, he sidestepped, trampled on Edington's foot, and swung his sword towards his opponent's neck.

Be that as it may, Edington hadn't become a Runcandel guardian cadet through pure luck. He twisted his body out of reflex and avoided Jin's attack.

"Urgh!"

But it wasn't a perfect evasion. Jin's sword hit Edington's ear instead of his neck before slashing the air behind.

'I missed, but it wasn't bad.'

After having put some distance between them, Edington gripped his sword tightly. But because of the injury, his eardrums were ringing and his sense of balance took a turn for the worse for a short while.

If Jin were facing only a single opponent, he could've waited to let Edington recover.

But he had another nine spars to fight. Jin suddenly appeared before Edington and ended the first duel.

Since he had lost his sense of balance, Jin could easily defeat Edington without hurting him too badly.

"…It's my loss, Young Master."

"Good game, Edington Wez. Go have the medical team check your ear."

"Yes, thank you very much."

"Next up, Sierra! Begin the spar immediately."

With Garon's shout, the second duel was initiated.

"I'll be in your care, Young Master Jin."

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"Likewise, Sierra Camaro."

The second fight didn't end as quickly as it did with Edington. The ten winners Garon had chosen were ordered from the weakest to the strongest.

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Chapter 20 – What Even is the Eye of the Mind? (3)

Sierra Camaro lasted about one minute longer than Edington, but still didn't manage to injure or wear out Jin.

After her was David McChi, but Jin's spar against him ended in a similar way as his two previous ones. However, David was somewhat more tenacious than Sierra and Jin had to exert more strength than before, due to which his opponent ended up with a broken rib.

A simple fracture can easily be dealt with by the Runcandel medical team. As long as the injuries aren't fatal—such as amputated limbs or damaged vital organs—the medical team can fully heal the victim in an instant.

"Urgh, that was enlightening, Young Master. Thank you for your guidance! Urgh!"

Jin flinched when he saw David lose consciousness and fall over, all the while keeping a smile on his face and a thumbs up.

Just… how many more of these muscle-brained lunatics are there in this crazy clan?? Even if Jin was David's superior, no sane person would smile and show gratitude to the man who just destroyed one of their ribs.

Moreover, it wasn't a forced statement. David was truly grateful from the bottom of his heart. Jin hid his discomfort and lightly nodded back.

'Well, come to think of it, I used to behave the same way while learning and training magic under my master before my regression. I shouldn't be judging David right now.'

Jin's master—who was two years younger than him—wasn't your ordinary teacher.

They once scorched Jin with lightning for hours on end to 'teach him lightning magic', and also sent him flying in the air for an entire day to 'teach him wind magic'. And they were laughing the entire time.

Each time something like this happened during his training, Jin would be thanking his master with a smile on his face like the current David. The desire to 'become stronger' can sometimes turn humans into muscle-brained maniacs.

'I really wasn't thinking straight back then, was I?'

Swoosh, swoosh.

Jin lightly swung his wooden sword around, waiting for his next opponent.

"I am Mesa Milkano, Young Master."

"I am aware of your name. You're the second daughter of the Milkano family."

"It's an honor to have you remember me. I won't be as easy to deal with as the other cadets you faced before me. Today, I will definitely defeat you, Young Master."

"I look forward to it."

Mesa positioned herself and prepared for battle. She then calmly began circling Jin without showing any openings. No wonder she was the strongest of Garon's beginner class cadets.

She wasn't behaving the same way as when she was mercilessly attacking Bellop.

Mesa was looking down on Bellop and attacking without considering the consequences. However, Jin was a completely different opponent compared to Bellop, so she completely changed her attitude and approach to the duel.

'Mesa Milkano. I remember that in my first life, she passed all the exams and qualifications required to graduate as a cadet, and was quickly deployed to the main house as a guardian knight. I never interacted with her personally, though, so I don't quite remember the details of her life.'

She was the perfect example of an elite.

Even though she hadn't seen through Bellop's true strength, Mesa was still an extremely gifted fighter.

Jin had sparred against Mesa a total of seven times until now. He had lost the first two times, and won the remaining five. And each time, the difference in their skills and strength was getting wider and wider.

And through his duels against talented individuals like Mesa, Jin realized how impressive his gift with the sword was—a gift he never got to use and experience to the full extent in his first life due to the Bladed Illusion curse.

'I still need to face six more opponents after Mesa. But holding back my strength and energy while facing Mesa is a bad idea. I need to defeat her in a direct confrontation in order to plant fear in my next opponents' heads.'

His spars against Edington, Sierra and David were merely appetizers.

The duels against the real elites of the beginner training class started with Mesa. And for the 14-year-old Jin, defeating them all head-on in succession would be demanding and strenuous.

Therefore, Jin was planning on planting a 'misconception' in the other cadets' minds during his duel against Mesa: that they would never be able to win against Jin in a head-on battle.

'Having a frontal clash, while still looking relaxed and calm the entire time. Those are the two key points I need to keep in mind during this spar.'

This time, Jin was the first to make a move.

His attacks consisted of the most basic of stabs and slashes. Not a single irregular or odd movement was added. Mesa easily parried and avoided his attacks, but as the offensive continued, her thoughts got complicated and heavy.

'Why is the young master only using such basic attacks?'

While they were your standard attacks, each move was heavy and sharp. Mesa's hands and wrists were going numb from parrying all of them.

However, that wasn't the reason why her mind was boggled.

'When will he start going all out?'

'He had the opportunity to send my sword flying just now, but he didn't.'

'He's definitely doing this on purpose. But why…'

While Mesa racked her brain, Jin continued swinging his wooden sword with a composed expression. Even when Mesa twisted her body in order to escape his sequence of basic attacks, he still adhered to the fundamentals.

'Is he looking down on me?'

Ugh!

Mesa ground her teeth and stomped on the ground in order to stabilize her stance.

"Fine, allow me to entertain you, Young Master!"

Once Mesa fixed her posture and gripped her wooden sword tightly, her worries vanished. She also began using only the most basic of attacks in order to face Jin.

Soon, all the fancy techniques and complex movements completely disappeared from their duel. They were each taking turns attacking and defending. It had become an extremely simple fight.

A simple battle of brute strength.

Mesa was quite confident and proud of her physical strength. She wasn't being conceited, as she had learned the basics of aura manipulation back at the Milkano castle before coming to the Runcandel Clan.

Bang, skrrrt! Boom!

Explosive sounds echoed throughout the training ground as the two fighters' wooden swords hit each other. This battle of brute strength had already lasted for over five minutes. The other cadets could only watch the duel with wide eyes.

Huff, huff.

Someone was now out of breath. It was the sound of Mesa panting.

'I'm… being pushed back in terms of physical strength?'

Even Mesa knew that she couldn't win against Jin in this spar.

But she believed that her physical strength surpassed his, if not equal. Mesa couldn't accept that she would get pushed back by someone younger than her.

She was still not aware of the gap between ordinary people and people of Runcandel descent—who own blessed bodies.

"Haaah!"

Mesa suddenly shouted loudly as she swung down her wooden sword. She was attempting to regain full control of her emotions, but it ended up being the cause of her defeat.

Jin didn't avoid the strike containing the entirety of Mesa's strength, and received it head-on.

Mesa had expected him to step back in order to dodge her attack, so she was planning on swiftly dashing forward to deal the final blow after her swing.

But even if Jin received her frontal attack head-on, Mesa had a backup plan. She would let go of her sword at the last moment, grab his sword arm, swing her legs upwards and catch his neck and shoulders in a front triangle choke.

In other words, this was Mesa's trump card. Even Garon judged that her plan was reasonable.

However, the situation didn't develop the way Mesa had been expecting.

Crack!

"Eh...?!"

The wooden sword she was swinging downwards with all her strength shattered as Jin's sword hit it in an upwards swing.

'How come? It's not like Young Master Jin used aura just now…'

As Mesa asked herself the question subconsciously, Jin's wooden sword had already reached her neck, waiting a few millimeters away from her skin.

Pheww.

Jin exhaled deeply and fixed his breath.

"…It's my loss, Young Master."

"That was a great duel, Mesa Milkano."

While he replied calmly, Jin's forehead was drenched in sweat.

Mesa then shifted her gaze down to her broken sword. This was neither a trick nor an illusion. Jin hadn't used aura either. So why was her wooden sword the only one that broke?

'Dammit!'

As she watched Jin head to one side of the training ground to get a new wooden sword, Mesa finally realized the reason behind this phenomenon.

"I can't use this one anymore."

Every onlooker believed that the duel between Jin and Mesa was one of brute strength with no intricacy or elaborate techniques.

However, there was one hidden truth within the battle.

While Jin and Mesa were exchanging blows one after another, the boy had aimed for the center of Mesa's blade each time.

On the other hand, Mesa's attacks had affected the entire surface of Jin's wooden blade.

Jin's resolve to break Mesa's sword, versus Mesa's resolve to face him in a head-on battle. Mesa's wooden sword breaking was by no means a coincidence.

She had believed that this was a battle of 'brute strength', but in reality, it was a battle of 'accuracy'.

There wasn't a big difference in their strength and stamina. However, the cause of her loss was the difference in their accuracy and persistence.

'Is this even humanly possible?'

Mesa asked herself as she bit her lower lip.

A few seconds later, she came to the conclusion that it was indeed possible to achieve such a feat. As long as one was more skilled than their opponent and predicted the development of the battle, it would be easy to achieve.

However, she had never thought it would be possible to pull it off right here, right now. Despite being in the renowned Runcandel Clan's training class, it was still the 'beginner' training class. No one was supposed to be skilled enough to pull this off.

'So, is this what it means to be a Runcandel? I'll have to devote myself to my training, and next time, I'll definitely…!'

Mesa returned to her seat.

Even if one was expecting to lose, actually experiencing the defeat always left a bitter taste in the mouth. Mesa's heart was filled with pain from the defeat, but also gratitude for having learned an important lesson from Jin.

Following his duel with Mesa, Jin faced the remaining six cadets. However, he was able to win without much difficulty. No one else faced him head-on like Mesa. Therefore, none of them could steal control over the flow of the battle from Jin.

When the final opponent fell before Jin, the other cadets all gulped audibly.

In their eyes, Jin had easily defeated all the challengers after Mesa.

However, it wasn't as easy as it appeared to be.

Having faced ten extremely talented cadets one after another, Jin was somewhat out of breath after his final battle.

'Great, I still have some energy left.'

Jin hadn't made an example out of Mesa just to save his energy as much as possible because he feared he couldn't defeat all ten cadets.

Even if he hadn't planted a misconception in the other challengers' minds by breaking Mesa's sword, he could've still defeated them all.

"Excellent work, Young Master. With this, you shall be permitted to attend the intermediate training class starting next year. Congratulations."

"Huff, huff… Thanks, Garon. I'll be in your care until next year."

"Should we end the morning training session now? It's almost time for lunch."

"How long until lunchtime?"

"There's about ten minutes left. Is something the matter?"

"There's one more person I want to face."

Garon froze at Jin's words, and stared at the boy's eyes.

"Who do you have in mind?"

Jin slowly turned his gaze to the cadets.

In one corner of the group was a boy sitting with a blank expression, scratching his head.

"Bellop. Bellop Schmitz."

All the cadets' gazes turned to Bellop in an instant.

Garon's eyes opened wide as the name escaped Jin's mouth.

'…Has the young master seen through Bellop's hidden talent?'

The person in question was looking around, dumbfounded. He and the other cadets had no idea why Jin had chosen him.

"Get up. Come on over and fight me."

Jin lightly threw a wooden sword towards the startled boy.

"Y-Young Master? I… Um, I'm—"

"Bellop Schmitz!"

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Jin suddenly yelled his name, to which Bellop instinctively stood up.

"You cannot survive within this clan if you continue acting like that. Get over here. I'll knock your sleepy head awake."

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