The kiss has finally come.'
It was worth continuing to tease the Duke.
What he wanted was not light teachings, but Duke's quintessential teaching, the Jilpunggi (疾風技).
Even Andrei, who had been taught by the Duke in his previous life and became a knight of the Red Eyes, had not been taught the Whirlwind Sword.
The Hongan technique was a technique that Andrei himself discovered and created.
Knowing this, Zeke deliberately made a bet with Duke to take everything he had.
After making him even more impatient and betting again, he tried to learn the whirlwind, but Duke revealed his identity first.
Zeke looked at Duke and said.
"Drake's Black Knight… … If you say something like that carelessly, you'll be in big trouble."
"Ha. This is driving me crazy. I've never seen such a reckless brat like you in my life."
"The Black Knight is a secret among the family secrets, so I don't really trust you for saying it so easily."
"Every single thing you say reminds me of Arthur when I was little, and it annoys me."
Zeke was genuinely surprised by those words.
"Father, no. Are you talking about the master?"
The Duke nodded.
"Yes. Arthur Draker, head of the great, great Draker family."
Duke was also a black knight of the family, so he must have had a close relationship with the head of the family, but I didn't know that they had known each other since childhood.
'Well, most of the top-ranking drakes go through the academy, Valhalla, and then enter the main house. If they're of similar age, they must have been cadets together.'
Duke looked at Zeke and said.
"I have resigned from my position as a knight due to personal circumstances and am stuck at the academy, but even now, there are only a few people who can comfort me when I go to the Four Seasons, you idiot."
Although he speaks jokingly, Duke Draker's influence was actually considerable within the Draker family.
Even without considering that he was a black knight, he was one of the closest associates of the lord Arthur Draker and one of the few people he trusted.
Zeke slowly rose from his seat and bowed his head toward Duke.
"I deeply apologize for my rudeness to the eldest of the clan and the honorable black knight."
Duke snorted at Zeke's polite apology.
"What? I suddenly can't adapt."
"You could use your power to pressure the president to expel me."
"Inma, no matter how much I go out, what benefit is there in doing such tiring things?"
Although he said he wouldn't do it, to Zeke's ears it sounded like he might do it if it would be beneficial.
Then Duke sat down on the sofa, digging his fingers into his ears and speaking to Zeke.
"Well, now you want to learn something from me, you arrogant brat."
"Does that mean you will accept me as your official disciple?"
"This guy suddenly comes in. I'll decide based on what you guys do."
"Okay then. I'm busy with my personal training."
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"Ha, really. That damn brat. Okay. Got it. Now that you've revealed your identity, what's the point of being rude? I'll make you my disciple."
To be honest, Zeke was very surprised inside.
I never thought I could become Duke Draker's disciple so easily.
He quickly rose from his seat and knelt down on one knee toward the Duke before the Duke could change his mind.
"I, Zeke Draker, hereby swear to the most honorable knight of knights, Duke Draker. I swear to follow my master's commands faithfully and to cultivate the virtue of learning, and to endeavor with all my might to bring honor to my master."
Duke's mouth fell open when he heard Zeke's oath.
"Huh? You really know the ancient proverbs."
"Isn't culture a knightly virtue?"
"He talks well. He's like a snake."
"Master, may I ask you something?"
"You're so thick-skinned, Master. So go ahead and ask."
"Why did you choose me as your disciple?"
Honestly, I was curious.
Andrei, who is a reporter among reporters, also did not become the Duke's official disciple until the end.
Why did such a arrogant Duke take Zeke as his disciple?
Duke looked at Zeke and smirked.
"Why do you think that might be?"
"I asked because I didn't know."
"I liked it because I read it."
Zeke thought he had misheard something.
"I thought you took me as your disciple because I was a genius or something."
"You little brat. Then you would have taken the girl from the Tourn family and made her your disciple."
"Tch."
Duke chuckled at Zig's reaction.
"You punk. Don't be disappointed. When I was attending the academy, I was at the bottom of the class, not to mention the special class."
"Huh? You said you've reached the level of the Black Knight."
Zeke was genuinely surprised by the story he heard for the first time.
The Duke continued.
"Not all of the talents of the ancients become red or black knights. On the contrary, those with too much talent may not be able to overcome the wall and may be swallowed up by the despair that comes from it."
Zeke somewhat agreed with Duke's words.
Among the latecomers who were said to be rising on the continent, only a few actually rose to the level of Blue Knight.
Among them, there were fewer who could become the great Red Knight.
There were countless people who were touted as shining talents who would become the best knights on the continent, but ended up remaining blue knights their entire lives.
The Duke said with a smirk.
"The secret technique I created, the Whirlwind, is not something that can be mastered just by having outstanding talent. It requires grit, perseverance, and effort! A spirit that goes beyond these! You need these things to master it."
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Zik realized why Andrei never learned the whirlwind.
'It was a technique that didn't suit Andrei, who was lacking in stamina.'
The Duke jumped up from his seat.
"Okay! Now that we're on the subject, let's go."
"Yes? Where are you talking about?"
"Where are you going? Are you going to practice?"
"Right now?"
Duke grabbed Zeke roughly and dragged him out of the Platinum Floor and towards the greenhouse.
"Why did you come here when you have such a good training room?"
"Just follow me quietly, you talkative disciple."
He led Zeke down the stairs on one side of the greenhouse.
An underground door with a security spell appeared, and upon passing through it, an unexpected space appeared.
"Hey, training center?"
In the basement of the greenhouse, there was a huge smokehouse and training ground.
The private training room on the Platinum Floor was nice, but it couldn't compare to this place.
"Arthur prepared this place for me so that I wouldn't get rusty. Well, I haven't really used it though."
He said to Zeke.
"First, run."
"yes?"
"Don't you know what the word 'run' means?"
After hearing Duke's words telling him to run without any warning, Zeke started running in the training ground.
The Duke shouted.
"Faster!"
Zeke picked up his pace and ran across the training ground, and Duke watched him closely as he ran around the training ground.
And when Zeke had run about 50 laps around the training ground, he shouted.
"stop!"
Zeke stopped running and came towards Duke.
"Can I stop running?"
Duke narrowed his eyes and spoke to Zeke.
"I felt something was strange since last time."
His new form disappeared in an instant and appeared behind Zeke's back.
Zeke narrowly avoided Duke's sudden move to grab his wrist.
The Duke looked at his hands, clutching at the air, with a blank expression.
"Blood, did you bleed?"
"What is it all of a sudden, Master?"
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Duke, whose prestige as a young master was lacking.
"Okay. Anyway, it's fine. Zeke, what are you hiding from me?"
Zeke flinched at Duke's words, but held on for now.
"Hide it? What are you hiding?"
"It was a bit strange when I first saw it. Even though he was injured by the leech Andrei, he moved around normally, and when I tested him, he kept getting up in situations where he couldn't move."
Zeke said, pretending not to know.
"I have a bit of a stubborn streak."
"Do you think I'm stupid? It's not something that can be done simply by having a strong back."
Zeke flinched inwardly.
'Damn, if I get caught not awakening my Aura, I'm screwed.'
It was Zeke who tried to hide that fact somehow and learn the Whirlwind, and then convert the mana into aura to use it once the Sun Sword Gram was completed.
Then the Duke opened his mouth.
"Is your guy an irregular?"
Irregular was a term referring to people with unique and unspecified abilities.
However, the Irregulars were not well-received in the Central Continent.
They were often driven out or ostracized from the village, calling them cursed beings.
In fact, there was a case in which one of the Irregulars in his previous life destroyed an entire kingdom and became a public enemy on the continent, so it wasn't completely without reason.
Zeke knew about the Irregulars, but he pretended not to know for the time being.
"What is an irregular, Master?"
The Duke stroked his beard and pondered.
"Well, I guess you might not know since you've just come out of the cradle."
He said, looking at Zeke.
"Irregulars are guys like you who have some kind of special ability. The problem is… … ."
The Duke swallowed what he was about to say.
"No, don't worry about it. But don't reveal that you're an irregular anywhere else."
"Master. Then, I can't learn the wind chime?"
Then the Duke shook his head.
"The Whirlwind is different from other Drake's secret techniques. It is a technique that draws out the maximum power of the body, not the power of the Aura."
Zeke heard Duke's words and realized that his judgment was correct.
'Even before the regression, I had used healing to increase my physical strength to the limit. Now that I have the healing factor and the infinite stamina skill, I thought it might be possible to learn the whirlwind technique without an aura. Fortunately, that's not the case.'
Duke said, looking at Zeke.
"Now, watch what I do."
He left footprints as he moved around in a chaotic manner, changing direction here and there.
It was a path that seemed to move in a circle, then deviated in a different direction, and then returned to the original circle.
Duke, who had been making strange movements and leaving footprints, returned to his original position and stood.
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"Did you see the step I just showed you?"
"yes."
"Are you sure you saw everything?"
"Yes. I saw it all."
"Okay. Then try walking along the footsteps I left behind."
The Duke grinned and made way for me.
Zeke stared blankly at the footprints Duke had left behind, then turned his head and spoke to Duke.
"Master."
"Why are you saying that? You can't do it now, right?"
"No, that's not it. It's just that my stride and yours are different. Can you try it next to me, matching my stride?"
"what?"
Before Duke could say anything, Zeke started practicing right next to him.
He repeated the same motion of drawing a circle, then changing direction to the side, and then returning to the circle again.
It was a perfect technique that contained the essence of the whirlwind technique, first going in all directions, then in eight directions, then in sixty-four directions, and then returning to the beginning.
Zig, who had spread the spell and returned to his original position, frowned slightly.
"Oh, I made a mistake here. I should have gone to the right instead of the left."
Duke was speechless when he saw Zeke perform the perfect technique in just one go.
"You, you… … how… … ."
As his constitution changed to that of a sacral body, Jik became faster at learning martial arts than anyone else.
A gift from heaven that allows you to put into practice any technique you have seen once.
That was the power of the sacral body.
Duke, shocked to see Zigg unleash the basic technique of the Whirlwind in one go, barely came to his senses.
"Hey, wait a minute."
Duke's new model moved quickly.
Clang!
He began to leave footprints on the training ground, his feet moving quickly.
The scope was vast and there were many changes compared to before.
Before we knew it, Duke's footprints were all over the training ground.
Zeke asked as he watched Duke return to his original position.
"Do I have to follow this too?"
Zeke asked with a skeptical look on his face.
"Okay, give it a try."
Zeke nodded after thinking carefully.
He slowly began to step through the Duke's flurry of techniques one by one.
Swish! Swish!
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From moment to moment, Zig's new form appeared.
I only unfolded the basic form, but before I knew it, the whirlwind began to take hold of my body.
'Crazy... I've never heard of such talent.'
Because he had trained his body to the limit in his previous life, he was able to feel the secrets contained in Duke's method with his whole body.
He developed a constantly changing technique and learned for himself how to move when a virtual enemy was in front of him.
WHEEK!
The new Ziggy is noticeably faster than when it first started.
It was time to return to the original position after going around the training ground once.
A letter appeared before Zeke's eyes.
[Special skill category is activated.] [You have learned the special skill Whirlwind (A-grade).] [Some of the active skills are absorbed into special skills.] [You will receive 50 points as a reward for opening the special category.]