Three days had passed, It was one sunny morning, Birds chirping while the wind breeze were subtly heard.
Sounds of trees falling, while being chopped were heard all over the place.
Slave workers yelling as they worked at the fields, Others were having conversations.
The most common thing you see everyday in this Slave settlement.
I was going all over the place since I was tasked to give some helping hand on the lumber workers.
As I ran around all over the place, I saw girls at my age and some were older and were gathered around at a secluded place.
"Hey, What's with them?" I asked the person beside me.
"Oh you mean the girls? They're assigned to do the Cloth work." He replied.
"Cloth work?" I said.
"Yeah, You see... We're the ones that are under Chief Dominique who is managing the Lumbers. The women are tasked to do the Cloth work, When the Governors sends them Leathers..." He said.
"Oh, since they can't do heavy work..." I replied.
So I continued to do my work and run around almost likely everywhere since people kept asking me for some helping hand...
Ugh... This is kinda tiring...
After reaching near a corner I suddenly heard Lionel yelling.
"Take it back!" He said.
"What do you mean take it back? It's true anyways! Accept the fact!"
I looked and saw lionel arguing with some kid.
"You're lying! My brother isn't like that!" Lionel shouted in an angry tone.
So I went and stepped in, Since the atmosphere was getting quite serious.
"What are you guys talking about?" I said.
"Bro, This guy is-"
"If it isn't the rumored Sword master. Heh!" As the Guy who was arguing with my brother interfered.
This guy? Is he mocking me right now? heh.
The guy infront of me had black long hair, Black eyes, You could say he had an average look. But his body was totally ripped for his age. I guess he was about three years older than us.
"Yes, I am the rumored Sword master. Why?" I said in a manner which would provoke him.
The Guy's face was totally flustered...
"You, I know you paid the Adult to lose on purpose! You're a fake. You just wanted attention! You attention Seeker!" He said in a angry tone.
Me?! Attention Seeker!? What the heck is wrong with this Guy's Mindset!?
"How could you say!? My brother is strong! He isn't some wannabe swordsman like you who doesn't even know how to wield a sword properly!" As Lionel spouted some facts and hurt the other guy's pride.
"If he isn't some fake, Why don't we have some sparring? Keke." He said.
"Fine." I replied.
Lionel looked at me in a nervous way, Seeing our difference in built, But He did not doubt my talent for swordsmanship since he saw it first hand.
I guess people still doubted me, After I took the position of the Slaves Instructor.
Since being a young boy who can teach people about swordsmanship is still weird...
I guess earning their Respect would be hard.
Fine, I'll just need to show them.
"Lionel, Inform the others. Tell them to take a break for the mean time and gather them in the training ground." I said.
"Huh? Why?" He asked.
"People are still doubting my skills, It's better to show them properly, And for those who don't wanna accept it, I can take them on." I said while I gazed at the Arrogant child who wanted to have a spar against me.
"You..." As the Arrogant Child said.
After several minutes, The Empty Training ground which was only occupied at the afternoon were completely crowded after hearing that Maki and Lance were gonna have a Sword sparring.
Maki is the name of the Arrogant Child, He had the reputation of the Strongest child at the Blue House.
He was branded as one of the talented slaves that lived in this slave settlement.
I guess, After he learned that I became the Slaves Instructor, His pride didn't want to give in.
And that's why he's going through all this just to restore his honor of not wanting to be below me.
Ugh... Kids nowadays...
The crowd were gossiping as we went in the middle, All I heard were noises that the Slaves made.
"I guess, I'll have to mark your other eye. Keke!" Maki Said as he grabbed his wooden sword and raised it.
Mark my other Eye? I see.
That's why Lionel looked down earlier, Since I don't remember anything about Lance's past memories.
This Maki guy might have been the one to leave a scar on my left eye.
I see now... This two had bad blood since the beginning.
My father, Danny went in the middle of us and said.
"This match is only a spar, The winner will be decided once the opponent is unable to fight back or has lost his weapon. Begin!"
As both of us stood upfront, Wind passed through as we prepared our stances.
Maki, grit and clenched his sword powerfully and immediately dashed towards me to engage.
"Bastard prepare to drop dead!" As he yelled while he went towards me.
As he reached infront of me, He immediately swung his sword, I blocked and blocked as he Aggressively swung his sword towards me multiple times.
I blocked his attacks effortlessly since it was too slow, I who had been dealing with stronger and faster enemies before, It was too easy for me to see his movements and predict them immediately before he could swing his sword.
Maki who was aggressively sending multiple attacks knew that his opponent wasn't just blocking his attacks randomly, As he could feel his sword would swiftly get deflected as his opponent blocked.
Deflecting as he blocked my attacks....
As If time is slow on his point of view, What the hell is up with this kid.
The Slaves cheered out of excitement, All they could see was Lance getting pushed back by Maki who attacked Aggressively.
But they did not know, That I was still Observing my opponent's attack patterns, How he swings, How many seconds it counts before he could swing and raise his sword, Every little detail needs to be observed in order to overpower your enemy flawlessly.
Then Maki got angry as he saw me deflecting every single of his attacks without even changing my expression.
He did a horizontal slash that was targeted towards my ribs, As I tried to raise my sword and block it, He swung it upwards and did a feint.
But I had already knew that he would go for a feint, Since his tempo slowed after his sword got near my body.
He immediately switch into a Vertical slash from up above me, But I had already predicted it and raised my sword in time to block his attack.
Clack! As the sounds of both swords collide made the crowd who stood and watched us in shock.
Some were in awe, Seeing two youngsters showcase their sword potential infront of them.
One who was completely brute and intimidating while the other one was quiet and composed.
The crowd were deep in thoughts...
Why does lance look calm and is only blocking Maki's attacks?
"Bro! Fight back damn it! Show him how powerful you are!" As Lionel screamed in desperation.
I guess, Observing too much can make others think I'm powerless.
As Maki continued to swing his sword multiple times, I finally caught a moment where he was open and immediately moved to the left side as I swung my sword unto his stomach.
"Blurgh!" As he coughed after getting hit at the stomach.
He immediately stepped back after receiving a blow from me.
I didn't even use Ki and he immediately coughed after receiving a single attack, Did I hit too hard?
From then on, The Aggressive Maki became cautious.
Our positions changed, I immediately rushed towards him and attacked multiple times.
Maki went from attacking to defending himself.
What's with his attacks, Why is it so heavy!?
How can a little pipsqueak like him release so much strength.
Earlier he was just deflecting and kept blocking my attacks, Was he purposely doing those to exhaust me? I can't read his mind, His poker face impression is absurdly disturbing.
As I attacked Maki, I saw alot of holes, Alot of openings which I could shove my sword at. Seeing him defenseless, How could he ask for a spar when he's this weak?
Okay, First let's use that...
I stopped attacking Maki and formed a different stance.
"Hey, What's up with that kid? Look at how his holding his sword."
"His stance changed, Is it some kind of technique?"
As the slaves gossiped upon seeing an unexpected stance.
As I put the blade of my wooden sword beside my waist and held it with my left hand like it was on a scabbard, And held the grip of the sword with my Right hand, I then moved my right foot forward while I bended my left leg a little.
A stance which no one knew nor see before.
Only the people from my Era had seen this technique.
I took a deep breathe, placed Ki on my wooden sword and body...
"First form... Wind Slicer."
A technique which could even cut wind, An attack which could not be followed by any normal human's eyes. An attack so quick that even the Winds of Nature couldn't react.
Maki who was infront of me, saw the looks on my eyes as I prepared my technique, A sinister look that no child should be capable of giving. A gaze so composed yet filled with coldness inside his eyes.
Before he knew it, His legs were already shaking..
His lower body was paralyzed, All he could do was stand infront of me as I prepared my attack.
He raised his sword in order to block any upcoming attacks due to the fear he was feeling.
But after a single blink from him, He saw me, who was standing beyond him came quickly infront of him.
A move so quick that even a single blink could not see, Before he knew it, His wooden sword was already cut in half.
As he stood their shivering, He thought he was nearing his death as he remembered the Looks on my eyes.
The slaves were shocked and stunned, A single swing of a wooden sword managed to cut another wooden sword swiftly without making any sounds.
"Uh, uh...." As Maki mumbled his words and couldn't speak properly due of shock.
"Um, the Winner.... Lancelot!" As my father announced.
The slaves cheered after seeing a spectacular show infront of their eyes.
"Lance, What do you call that move!?"
"That was super fast kid!"
"He said it was some sort of Wind Cutter or Slicer, But it was still so good!"
Praises showered and were directed at me...
I smiled and went to Maki who was still standing infront of me.
"Nice spar Maki." I said.
"I-I'm sorry for badmouthing you lance..." He replied with a sour look on his face.
"It's fine, No need to worry." I said.
Looking at Maki's Potential, If he were trained properly, He could get even stronger.
"Um, lance... Can you. Teach me too?" He said while scratching his head.
I already expected he would say that...
"Sure, We do training sessions every afternoon so you should come by here every now and then." I replied.
"Okay, thanks I'll get going now. It was nice seeing you swing your sword so fast. Hehe" He said as he ran and waved his hand at me.
"Bro, you were totally awesome back there! You were like this.. Ehem! First form, Wind slicer. Kapow!" Lionel said as he impersonated myself.
"Haha, Stop it." I said.
"Bro, Teach me more, I also want to learn swordsmanship. But All your trainings are different, When will we be able to use swords? Why are we still doing exercises for several weeks now?" He asked.
"Tomorrow will be the last, I'll be teaching you Martial arts starting tomorrow." I said.
"Martial arts? You mean those who fight bare handed?" He asked.
"Yes." I said.
"Okay, I'll be counting on you bro! Now I gotta get back to work Hehehe!" As Lionel spoke with excitement and left.
After reforming the body, It's time I teach them some martial arts.
Fighting styles which excluded weaponry since not everytime you'll be wielding a weapon.
In times of crisis, You'll need to learn how to fight and defend for yourself without any weapons.
I'll train them step by step until they become capable.
But I can't let my guard down, If or even one of this slaves are on cahoots with the Third Prince, I'll make sure to remove them quietly.
If even one my Sword Art techniques became known outside blue house and reach to the ears of Empire, Things might become dangerous. For now, I'll need to control myself and not use any Sword Art Techniques.
In my Era, I had mastered swordsmanship techniques and made my own Sword Art Techniques, Called Twelve Forms of Lionhart.
Each form had their own style and power, Twelve forms which Only I, Arthur Lionhart is able to use.
Tristan Devon, My companion always tried to imitate my Sword Techniques, But only a few of the forms were he able to achieve imitating.
If somehow, My Sword Art gets known, And it reaches to Tristan's descendants, Who I'm sure are able to use some of Tristan's Copied Sword Arts, Since I'm sure Tristan had passed down his Techniques to his descendants.
They might get suspicious of me who isn't a member of the royal family.
But for now, I should plan something...
As I went back and left the Training ground, I saw alot of people gathering at the Entrance of Blue house Village.
And so, Before I knew...
We had some Uninvited visitors looking for us.
Chapter End.