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Pelas looked at Havertz and said.
"Remember when Leonil was before? Spread some rumors like back then. Inside the mansion."
"Rumors? What are you talking about?
At Havertz's question, Pelas continued.
"What it means... I'm urgently looking for a knight to join the Knights. Even if they belong to the Knights of Edan, I'll accept them."
Havertz tilted his head at Pelas's words.
"Why do you want to include Master Ethan's articles?"
"Finding the knight itself is a bait. It's just trying to weave the Edan Knights."
"Hmm. If we do that, will Master Ethan's article come over to us?"
"I'll come over, obviously. If I win, spread rumors that I'll treat you well enough."
"Okay. For now, I'll prepare as you said."
"Okay. Then I'll leave that part up to you. I'll have to come up with a strategy to defeat Ethan."
"It won't take too long, but is it possible?"
"Ah. But he's a deceased person, so that's enough."
"Yes? What water did you say?"
"Huh? No. Nothing."
Pelas was slowly completing the plan in his mind, brooding over the things he had to do.
The corners of his lips curled up slightly.
* * *
"Whoop, whoop."
[Your physical strength has increased.]
[Your physical strength has increased.]
[Your physical strength has increased.]
Pelas runs along the outskirts of an empty training ground that no one uses now.
At first he ran almost naked, but now he was running with his armor on.
He felt one thing in the fight against the orcs.
Without the armor, he could definitely move more swiftly.
'But the risk is too great.'
In fact, most of the Vatinova Knights were seriously injured during the Battle of Vatinova.
Because all the knights of Count Dimeo fought wearing armor, no one was seriously injured even though they were hit and run from the front.
This was a big difference.
In a game, you can die and start over, but in real life, it's impossible.
If you could fight in full armor, it was like having an extra life.
Besides, he could have gotten any good armor if he wanted to, so it was stupid not to wear one.
Let's use whatever we can.
That was Pelas' mindset now.
And for that, basic physical strength was more important than anything else.
Pelas, who had barely reached the target, collapsed on the spot.
Absolutely.
With the sound of armor scraping.
A shadow approached his bedside.
It was none other than Aria.
"He asked me to help him train, but what if he stretched out on his own before he even started?"
"Whoa, whoa. I haven't stretched out. I'm going to start now. But wait, rest a little more..."
It was Pellas who called her.
It seemed that her agility could be improved by using her arrows.
One of the reasons was that Havertz and Robben were training the knights, and she was the only one who could use them.
Fortunately, she was quite bored and gladly complied with Pelas' request.
Aeria, who waited for about three minutes, kicked Pelas's armor with her toe as if she was tired of waiting.
Ting Ting.
"Get up, tin man."
"I got it. Nope."
Pelas whimpered and lifted his body, which was as heavy as a water-soaked sponge.
This armor didn't take much to move than I thought.
It's like the mobility of thick long padding made of metal.
But, of course, getting up after lying down took a little more effort.
Especially if it's right after you've lost your stamina, like now.
However, it was true that it was a real training when you had to move at times like this.
In real life, no one will wait for you to recover your stamina.
Pelas stood up and stood at a distance from Aeria.
"I'm ready."
"Yes. Are you going?"
"hmm!"
Aeria yanked the bowstring in the direction of Pelas.
And when the force tightened, she shot the bow without hesitation.
Wedge!
A harsh sound cutting through the wind.
Pelas opened his eyes and glared at the tip.
A breathtaking moment right before touching the body.
He twisted and turned the arrow's path with the side of his sword.
Peeing!
An arrow pierced the ground with a small sound.
But there was no time to worry about it.
Wedge! Wedge liquid!
The next arrows in succession were still there.
Pelas twisted his sword minimally and put another foot into the floor.
And this time, he twisted his back to avoid it.
It wasn't a one-time result.
It was the result of repeated training for almost a week.
[Agility stat has increased.]
[Agility stat has increased.]
Aeria continued to draw the bow without stopping.
Wedge! Wedge! Wedge!
Avoid one!
Shoo!
Block one!
Ting!
the other one!
Tae-aeng!
I was hit directly by the armor on my thigh.
Aeria shouted at Pelas, who missed a shot.
"Focus! Concentrate! You can do it!"
"I'm doing it!"
If Pelas was in good health, he could definitely avoid three arrows.
But now I'm out of breath.
Even if I concentrated with all my strength, this far was the limit.
Eventually, Pellas, which lasted for nearly an hour, collapsed.
"Ah! No more! Stop, stop!"
Aeria walked away, retrieving the arrow pulled by the string.
"What is it? Now it's about to catch fire."
"If you shoot faster, who will avoid it!"
"Do you think it's common for people to train while avoiding my arrows in the first place?"
"I didn't even ask for it if it was common."
"Anyway, you're good at talking."
Aeria stretched out her hand towards Pelas, who was lying on the floor.
"Stand up. Let's go get something to eat. I'm hungry."
"Eating like that, why don't you gain weight?"
Aeria was a much bigger glutton than Pelas thought.
He had a slender body and thought he could only eat dew, but he was a monster who ate everything from alcohol to meat.
It's fortunate that this life is from a count family, but if he had been an office worker like he had been in his previous life, the family would have fallen into disrepair long ago.
"Among the elves, it's the kind of news."
"Would you mind?"
The two, who had become quite close before noticing it, disappeared without a single word of retreat.
And Count Egor secretly appeared at the empty training ground where the two had left.
He walked towards the place where the arrow was stuck.
Then he pulled out an arrow stuck in the floor.
"It's pretty heavy."
Count Egor looking at the arrowhead.
The tip was blunt, so it didn't look like there was much harm, but the weight was heavier than a normal arrowhead.
If you make it this way, even if you lose power at long distances, it would be rather intimidating at short distances.
And the distance Pelas trained was in the realm of ultra-short distances.
"You mean you reacted to this?"
Count Egor was surprised inside.
His eldest son seemed to be growing much faster than he thought.
* * *
It's been a while since Count Egor, Pelas, and Ethan all gathered together for a meal.
Count Egor was sitting at the highest seat.
Pelas to his right and Ethan to his left were positioned facing each other.
But the place didn't really matter.
They just ate their food without speaking a word until right before the meal was over.
In the midst of such a desolate atmosphere that even the attendants standing around were choking.
almost finished eating.
Count Egor barely opened his mouth.
"Have you thought about the successor test that will be taken again by both of you?"
"yes."
"yes."
Pelas and Ethan answered at the same time.
Count Egor nodded and took a sip of wine.
"Both of you gave your opinion. About the next test method you want."
The two raised their heads and looked at each other.
I couldn't tell what each person was saying.
The opinion was delivered directly to Count Egor.
But they were expecting each other.
Things that moved in the mansion eventually became rumors.
It was already to the point that no one in the mansion knew that both of them were training hard.
Count Egor paused for a moment before continuing.
"I won't say who came up with which opinion, but I came to a conclusion by coordinating the two opinions."
All eyes were now on Count Egor.
"The next test for the successor...we will proceed with a duel."
When he finished speaking, Ethan slightly twisted the corner of his mouth.
'My brother must have asked for financial aid. However, the fact that the decision was made in a duel means that my father finally listened to my opinion! good! I'll take this opportunity to show my father who the real successor is!'
He probably wouldn't be seen in Count Egor's seat.
However, it was visible to Pelas, who sat directly in front of him.
Of course, Pelas also had his mouth curled up in his heart.
'Don't give a damn. I'll show you what the true education of the deceased is.'
* * *
Two days before the successor exam.
Pelas, Havertz, and Elia went out to the city center after a long time.
On a warm sunny day.
A cool breeze blew gently, keeping the temperature just right.
It was just a good day to go out.
Looking at Pelas leisurely walking down the street, Aeria asked insinuatingly.
"Hey. Aren't you practicing today?"
Airia's body seemed to be itching quite a bit.
However, on the other hand, Pelas, who had to react by moving his whole body, had no time to feel itchy.
Besides, you have to do everything in moderation.
Too much was as bad as too little.
"When you rest, you have to rest. If you overwork your body until the day before the test, you'll stretch it before you even take the test."
Havertz also nodded.
"Proper rest is what helps muscles recover. I also think rest is a good decision."
"I did everything I could. Now I have to lose even if I try more. But, why did you follow me?"
Pelas looked at Aeria and asked.
Aria made a face as if asking for something obvious.
"I'm stuck in the corner of the house all the time, but don't you get sick? I'm originally an elf who used to stir up the forest."
"It's noisy. Spread all the rumors in the neighborhood that you're a very elf."
"Besides, when will I go to a city of humans again. A city this big."
As she said, this city where Countess DiMeo is located in this Northton area was really dazzling.
Even if he searched the entire kingdom of Elian, he would probably have it within his fingers.
Pelas was also surprised inside.
It existed in my memory, but it was the first time seeing it in real time.
But at the same time, it was also a bit uncomfortable.
"Looks like I've been messing around."
It was because the eyes of the merchants looking at him were not very good.
To the extent that Havertz and Elia, who were next to her, felt it.
Havertz said yes and passed it on.
Aria is just arguing.
"How do you get those gazes to come out simultaneously?"
Pelas looked away in bewilderment.
"I don't know either."
He walked quickly, avoiding the uncomfortable gazes.
I already had a destination.
Best weapon shop in town.
I had enough training, so now it was time to build a tempal.
The pride of Count DiMeo's family, pouring a lot of money and doing a finishing flex with no money.
That was the goal of this outing today.
< Episode 27. The return of the money-loving maniac. >end