Reincarnated as an Aristocrat with an Appraisal Skill

The battle was to take place at a squad yard in Starz Castle.

Standing on the squad, the two stare at each other.

The two have wooden spears for practice. At first I suggested doing it with a wooden sword, but Braham seems to be better at handling spears.

Reetz decided to fight with a spear because both swords and spears are just as strong, because he said either was fine.

"I missed you, Leeds Muses. I won't eat your cowardly hands this time..."

"Dastardly... so that would be your suicide bomber..."

Reetz sighs with a frightened look.

If you drop a weapon or eat an attack that would be fatal in action, you lose.

The witness is handled by a samurai prepared by the clan. Since it seems difficult for me to decide whether to win or lose, I left it to someone else who thought it would be better if someone who could fight properly acted.

He's a man with a mustache on his tough face, and he looks pretty serious. Martial arts is also quite expensive at 75.

"It's a single battle. If Leeds Muses wins, Bradham Joe becomes the minister of Ars Rovent. If Bradham Joe wins, he will be free."

Before the battle began, the witness said the terms.

"Stand up!"

At the signal of the man in the presence, the two put up spears.

"Begin!"

The moment I heard that signal, Bradham moved out.

It's incredible speed.

Shit! I thought Leeds was freaking out and his offense.

Whether he was reading or reacting, I don't know, but Bradham seemed to have staked everything on the first blow, avoided and stunned to open his eyes.

Reetz let go of the poke and stopped just before it hit Bradham's neck.

"Winner Leeds Muses!

That's what the witness declared.

You're done sooner than I thought.

It must have been an operation to poke the void right after it started. From Bradham's knowledge, I think there's an operation that's not bad.

"Shit... you, why did you avoid that now..."

"It wasn't a bad idea, but my eyes were running blood when I was across the street, so I knew you were coming. If you didn't know it was coming, you might not have let that poke go."

Looks like Leeds was reading Bradham's poke.

It certainly seemed like it was being deflected without difficulty, so even the boulder reets wouldn't be able to do it without knowing it beforehand.

"Gu... shit... you were on my face..."

Braham grips his fist with regret.

"It's my loss... I'll serve that little suke as promised"

"I'm not Chibi-suke. Lady Ars Rovent."

"Uh... okay. Serve Ars."

"It's Master Ars."

Reetz laughed at his mouth, but not at his eyes. It is a look that feels medium and intimidating.

He's probably already started educating me because I ordered him to be an educator for Braham.

As expected, Braham seemed to honestly follow the person who defeated him, saying, "Dear Ars..."

If that feels like it, Leeds is going to do Braham's education well, too.

With Leeds winning the fight, he succeeded in ministering Bradham Joe.