Tearmoon Empire Story

Time goes back a little bit.

Suddenly, in the corner of the royal castle in the Kingdom of Lemno, there is a training ground dedicated to royalty.

In this country, which invests heavily in the military, the royal family also needs to be strong enough.Therefore the royal men brush the arms of the sword day and night.

At that training ground, Gain Lemno, the First Prince of the Kingdom of Lemno, shook his sword in disarray.

Swing down the sword raised high above your head with the strength of your body, which is the first stance of Lemno kingdom style swordsmanship.The most basic stance.

Swing up, step in, and swing down the sword.

Fast as the wind, sharp enough to slash water, powerful enough to smash rocks...

Simply elevate the strike to sophisticated behavior.

It was an effort in the same direction as Abel, his brother.

There were people who spoke to him like that.

"Yes, you are, Lord Gain."

"Gimmimafias."

Gain stops moving and looks at an old man standing at the entrance to the workout area.

"I heard you were going out with Abel's amulet...."

"Yes, I'll be leaving the day after tomorrow, so I stopped by to say hello."

"Hmm...."

Gain threw down his sword and shrugged his shoulders.

"Oh, my God. I was just thinking about beating my cheeky little brother, and he got so hot."

Then wipe your face with cuffs.I kept swinging my sword for a long time, and there was a ball-like sweat on my forehead.

"I see. Purpose is important.It would be nice if your brothers could enhance each other. "

Clear your heart, wave your sword with a strong will... and other beautiful things don't come out of Gimmimafias' mouth.

A sword is a technique used to defeat an opponent.All you need to do is train your body and wave your sword with optimal movement.

No matter how low the motivation for the exercise is, he will not deny it.If that leads to strength, there is no complain.

But that's not the only reason right now...

Gimmimafias stared gently, as if looking through the heart of Gain.Is that uncomfortable? Gain picks up the falling sword and throws it towards Gimmimafias.

"Can you practice for the first time?Lord Gimmimafias, the swordsmanship guide. "

With all due respect,

"Well, I'm thrilled to have you showcasing the results of your training.His Highness Gain. "

Gimmi Mafias laughs with a generous smile.

Let's make it work.

Without waiting for the word, Gain was stepping in.

Swing down from the top.It was the same slash as Abel's special strike.

Gimmimafias calmly catches the incoming blow.

"Hmm, that's pretty good. It's not a bad blow."

Hold the sword again, pushing it back.

"If you're not hesitant to take a blow from a surprise, you can bury it with a single sword."

Gain, don't answer that, step in again.Fires a blow. But this will also not reach Gimmimafias.

"... don't stop without difficulty"

"Haha is a swordsmanship guide."

Gain frowned on Gimmimafias, laughing happily.

"I told you it wasn't a bad blow... but I don't suppose I've heard anything from you... compared to Abel."

"Hmm. Do you think I mistook His Highness Abel for what he's capable of?

"It's okay to lie about my evaluation so that I can be driven by training.That's what you are, isn't it?

"Somewhat unexpectedly.I'm just trying to be faithful to my swordsmanship guide.But you're just pretending to be stupid. "

"No way, I didn't think I'd lose to my brother.I bet you're mad at me, too!

This time, I shook up my lowered sword vigorously.Gimmimafias nodded convincingly, holding it against his body.

"I see. Indeed, even in my opinion, when it comes to pure talent, there is no reason for His Highness Gain to lose.I suppose Abel's efforts have been rewarded.The sword of His Highness Abel has become so distinguishable. "

Gain snorted angrily at Gimmimafias.

"I didn't expect to hear such words from your mouth.Gimmimafias "

"Hmm? What do you mean?

"Your efforts are rewarded... this is bullshit."

Gimmimafias frowned at the gain of telling him to throw up.

"Oh, have you ever been in a bad mood?

"... I just remembered something unpleasant.I tried harder than anyone to resist the irrationality, about a stupid dead, stupid woman. "

Shake the sword. This time, don't pretend to be stupid.A rape sword, like the one taken from the middle stage, is his original sword.

"You must know that you taught your sister the sword.My sister never lacked training.I had learned swordsmanship more desperately than anyone else, and I had learned a trick that no one in this castle could beat.That's not all.My sister made extraordinary efforts in all respects, both in her studies and as a princess.But my sister is dead.He left nothing to do, nothing to impose on himself, but lost his life without hesitation.It was a vain and meaningless life. "

Step in, one shot, one more step.If you think about it, pull.

It's an irregular move, trying to disrupt Gimmimafias' stance.But for a man called Kensei, it is also a movement of children's play.

When he was cut off from all the slashing that had been carried out, there was a ridiculous smile on Gain's face.

"It's bullshit to be rewarded for your efforts.If that were the case, it wouldn't have been possible... for my sister to be rewarded. "

So Gain threw away his sword.

"It was a crap exercise.I sweated. "

Gain that snorts uncomfortably and leaves the scene behind.

Gimmimafias stroked his jaw as he turned his back off.

"I see... It looks like Lord Gain is still tied to your sister's ghost....."