Chapter 16: Astrology is also important (Part one)

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—- Eventually they came to a halt.

The first time I went to the training room, I found myself in the middle of a large corridor lined with thick pillars at equal intervals, and then in front of a room with a huge stone door.

“This is the training hall. There are several others, but from today onward, we will be renting them for the next few days.”

“Understood —- Eh? We?”

“Yes, it’s me and you, Ren-dono.”

Edgar, smiling like a good-natured old man, reached for the stone door.

The door was the same jet-black color as the surrounding cobblestones and pillars, and was as tall as an ordinary two-story house.

But Edgar opened it without difficulty.

“It’s not too heavy?”

“This door is as heavy as it looks.”

“It is?”

Ren thought it looked ridiculously heavy, but he still thought he could open it.

But it’s remarkable to see an old guy like Edgar open it so effortlessly. I didn’t think he was an ordinary butler, but even so, he must have tremendous physical strength.

Once the door was completely open, Ren caught sight of the space that stretched beyond it.

Blue —- was the first impression he had.

The stone pavement and arched pillars surrounding the walls on all sides. The materials themselves were azure and emitted white light.

It was a somewhat magical place.

(Come on, let’s get to the hard sword fighting!)

Ren’s heart leapt as soon as he stepped into the training hall.

However, no matter where he looked, he couldn’t find the swordsman who was supposed to teach him the hard sword technique.

Instead, he found several thick books on a long-legged round table in a corner of the cobblestone pavement. Right beside Ren, who noticed this, Edgar said, “It looks like the preparations I asked for are ready”.

“We’ll be doing half classroom work and half practice today.”

“—- Eh?”

“Oh, excuse me. I’m sorry I forgot to tell you.”

Edgar then took off his jacket.

The white shirt he wore inside it and the suspenders looked good on him. With the jacket off, Ren could see his thin, toned, muscular body.

“The person in charge of instructing you, Ren-dono in the art of hard swordsmanship is myself, —- Edgar.”

If you look closely, you will see that Edgar has several long swords on his waist.

(—- He’s strong).

I could tell from the way he was standing, and his appearance was different after he took off his jacket.

The presence of an overwhelmingly strong man handling a sword was awesome, not to say that he was superior to Asval, but it was unmatched by any of the swordsmen Ren had ever met.

“I’m honored to be instructed by a member of the Ignat family.”

“That’s ridiculous. I’m afraid that I am not strong enough to instruct Ren-dono, who defeated Asval.”

Ren was sure of one thing.

“If Ulysses-sama was going to introduce me to a hard sword user, I’m certain he’d introduce me to a strong man of his own choosing. So you’re also strong, Edgar-san. I am sure of it.”

“Well, well…… these words are too good for this old man.”

Then Ren thinks as he turns to the book on the round table.

(So, in the legend of the seven heroes, Ulysses-sama was strong in more ways than just his wits.)

If there was a rare hard sword user behind it, then he could nod in various ways.

The reason Edgar’s strength wasn’t known in the legend of the Seven Heroes is that he died in battle somewhere —-

In any case, he’s a man in whom Ulysses places his trust. Ren didn’t care if he was old or not.

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