I can see the Emperor's stats-Chapter 20
his past
Beatrice was hanging out in front of the VIP room today. He seems to be thinking a lot about whether or not to knock on the door.
'Today is the 3rd day... … .'
After the prince unexpectedly asked for an interview with the duke, the time he was locked in the VIP room is already approaching the third day.
As for her, the only thing she can't help but wonder is what the prince, who joked and endured well even after being beaten (?) so hard, talked about what caused him to become like this.
'I can't even ask my father.'
"why? Are you really worried about the prince?"
Then the eight-legged father would probably smile broadly and plan something stupid again.
'Shall we go in? Shall I not?'
But her troubles had to be interrupted by a sudden sound.
jump!
“Prince!?”
"hmm? What is the princess doing here?”
The door suddenly opened, and the prince, who had been away for three days, finally came out.
His clear eyes and a neat and tidy face, like a prince, look tired even if he pretends to be worried.
"I am… … .”
“I guess it went well. I had something to ask the princess!”
Beatrice, who is speechless, is taken to the parlor as if the prince doesn't care about such things.
She had no choice but to be dragged away with an expression of incomprehension.
dump!
“I don’t know!”
Grinding his hair, Julius had been lost in thought until just now. As the duke said, he is a man with many things.
But what does that mean for breaking through to the next level?
'Read Help.'
[View Force Control - Step 4.]
[How to reach step 4-Step 4 is expressed differently depending on individual personality, so there is no correct answer. Find your own breakthrough!]
'Are you giving me advice like this!'
With the rise of [Achievement], the next level of help was opened, but it was no different from the duke's catching the floating clouds.
Personality, your own breakthrough, what you have, your young age... … .
'huh?'
Suddenly, there was one person that popped into Julius' mind.
A person who reached the level of a superman at a young age is right next to him now!
Beatrice!
Unlike herself who received the help of the system, she is a genius who reached the level of a superhuman in her twenties with pure talent. She's still immature, but she must have had her own secrets.
“I should ask her something.”
Julius hurriedly opened the door, and that was the situation just before.
“You want to ask me about swordsmanship?”
Beatrice asked back as if it were absurd. She had been subdued by the prince in a single blow a while ago.
Since he was already asking the duke to teach him, what could he learn from himself?
'this! Wrong choice of words.'
As if he felt that Beatrice was making fun of him, his expression slightly deteriorated, and Julius hurriedly changed his words.
“Haha, it’s not like that. Come to think of it, I heard that a princess is rarely interested in swords.”
He hastily begins to look around earnestly for an excuse.
“Is there any reason why you are so passionate about training? Gu-ryeo suddenly becomes curious.”
Julius accidentally threw out a question he had been curious about in his previous life.
The duke is not strictly guiding his only daughter, and he is not in need of an heir.
Rather than seeing it as a simple talent, there must be something decisive that made her interested in swordsmanship.
"that… … .”
Suddenly, she lowered her head slightly and began talking about the past, embarrassed. Now that I think about it, it's not a big deal, but the prince asks, and it's just like that.
“When I was young, my father and I often played hide and seek in the garden.”
'Ttsk, that duke is also pretty good at his arms and legs. How old are you and no matter how old you are, do you play hide-and-seek with your daughter, even if you are the youngest? really.'
Clicking his tongue inwardly, Julius listened to her story.
“Neither when I was playing or now when I was practicing swordsmanship, I had never caught my father.”
Blushing, she continues her final words.
“Now and then, my goal is to touch my father at least once. That's what got me interested in swordsmanship.”
As if really embarrassed, she lowered her head after speaking.
“I guess so. The duke might even be caught once in a while. Unexpectedly, a corner like a child... … .”
'wait for a sec? hide and seek? target?'
While listening to the story, thinking of the duke as an unexpectedly funny old man with eight arms, a flash of light passed through his head.
“Prince?”
When Julius' expression suddenly became serious, Beatrice stared at him as if wondering.
'Beatrice, Archduke Wilhelm, Nuada, Marquis of Kalos... … .'
For a moment, Julius slowly recalled the strong men of the continent and their abilities he had seen.
In an instant, the puzzle was put together in Julius' head.
"I get it!"
Julius grabs Beatrice's hand in a moment of overwhelming joy.
“Beatrice! Thank you so much. thank you so much! Ha ha ha ha ha!!!"
“Prince!?”
'We must resume training quickly!'
Unknowingly, he showed an overly friendly reaction to Beatrice as he did in his previous life, but now he has no time to care about that either.
Julius hurriedly disappears downstairs to find Duke Dios.
Beatrice stared blankly at his back.
“Foot!”
laugh a little He is a person who shows unexpectedly funny reactions. His name was called out of the blue and he even grabbed his hand, but it didn't feel too bad.
'He's not like a prince and has a strange personality, but he's kind of friendly.'
That was Beatrice's evaluation of Julius until now.
yet.
“You seem to have realized something.”
“I am still not sure. Please, please, more mercilessly than usual.”
Facing the duke at the gymnasium, Julius smiled brightly.
The duke silently raised his wooden sword and aimed it at Julius.
And he had to break out twice as much as usual that day.
At first glance, it seems that there is no progress.
However, Julius didn't look disappointed at all, and the duke just repeated his usual training as he ordered.
day… … .
Two days… … .
three days… … .
However, starting from the fifth day, something definite begins to change.
“Your wounds are getting smaller!”
Beatrice, who was wrapping the bandages, exclaimed in surprise.
Yes. His bruises, which usually looked like training, are gradually diminishing over time.
After a week of training again, the wounds were reduced by half.
After two weeks, the Duke finally clicked his tongue.
'It seems you've already caught on at that age. It's amazing.'
It's not that his every threshing count has decreased. The Duke's wooden sword became unable to aim accurately at Julius from a certain point on.
Entering the third week, the wounds were reduced to the point where they were barely noticeable even after the sparring.
And finally.
"Congratulations. It seems you have reached a state.”
After a full month, Julius was finally able to withstand the duke's wooden sword without a single wound during the three-hour sparring.
“Now is the time to put our achievements to the test.”
Duke Dios called out to Beatrice with a solemn expression.
“Rize, go to your room and bring me my sword.”
Beatrice winces.
It was only a few times a year that the duke would usually have his sword brought to him besides grooming.
And that was only when the sword was worn on official occasions. How many times will a duke, one of the three most powerful people on the continent, pull out his sword?
after a few minutes.
Julius, Duke Dios, and Beatrice stood in a large hollow in the basement of the ducal residence.
“Originally, this is a gymnasium that only the head of our family can use.”
The duke winked Beatrice away from her and drew her own sword.
“If it’s here, you can use your strength to your heart’s content, and there will be no problem.”
“I wished for it. Today, I will try to give the duke a proper blow.”
To be honest, no matter how much he trained, Julius was sharpening his sword against the Duke in his own way because of the merciless beatings he had been receiving for nearly two months.
“Heh heh, it won’t be easy.”
'I'll go with all my power from the beginning.'
A clumsy search battle is not an opponent.
The duke is also not vigilant.
'I don't know what kind of skill he got, but I'll have to be careful.'
Considering that he has avoided all of his attacks, it may be speed or defense-related abilities.
The duke took a defensive stance first as if to come and see. But at that moment, the duke had to feel a cool touch on the nape of his neck.
Wow.
Suddenly swords collide and an explosion erupts.
The duke hastily defended the scruff of his neck. Without any sign, Julius' attack had begun.
“!?”
The awe-inspiring duke took a few steps back. No matter how much the Duke, who is said to be one of the supermen, allowed the first attack, he was momentarily pushed back.
There was not a single attack there. The invisible attack aims at the peacock from all directions and flies incessantly.
Julius also stuck his tongue out.
'Huh, you wouldn't even know my ability, can you stop it? What a monstrous old man.'
Julius' attack is an invisible slash!
But it's not just something you don't see.
The conditions for breaking the wall of the 4th stage, which he first grasped, were as follows.
'Each person's individuality is displayed according to the environment, goal, and path in which one has lived!'
"It's fast enough to catch anything."
It was a speedy attack that was faster than the sound of Beatrice's fight in her previous life.
“When I was young, I saw a flood and the dam in the manor collapse. That memory remains the deepest.”
In the case of the Marquis of Carlos, he wanted a solid wall that could block anything.
“Ever since I stood on my own two feet, I had a goal I wanted to destroy! And I was able to turn it into powder!”
In the case of Nuada, it was pure destructive power.
But what about your case?
He was not a military man, but an emperor. As a warrior, there is no wall you want to cross. He just lived a life full of regrets in his previous life and wants to undo it.
So, you never know what you want. For him, the path of the unmanned was not a goal, but a tool!
At first, I thought the goal I walked while training as a martial artist was all of the conditions. However, he was not like that after talking with Beatrice.
'Even a childish thought can greatly affect a person's values!'
He looked back on his life from his previous life.
“Your Highness, the 1st Prince, I believe in you. You must become a great emperor.”
It is the voice of Mareus, who always tried to educate him properly.
“Jurius! You are the first prince of the empire. You must never show ugliness!”
He is the father of the iron-blooded emperor.
He used to savagely scoot the immature one.
“Your Majesty, you must survive and plan for the future.”
It was the voice of Beatrice, who died protecting him until the end.
In his previous life, Julius always had to suffer from that pressure.
'The burden is too heavy for me.'
'I lack talent.'
Yes! Julius always wanted to avoid the pressure of being the emperor of an empire.
He wandered around when he was young, and although he came to his senses when he became an emperor when he grew up, he shuddered and suffered every time the loyalists who entrusted their lives to him disappeared one by one.
What Julius wanted was freedom from oppression.
The ability he manifested in the 4th stage is an ability that no one can detect!
“Titling!”
[Level 4 Force Control has been opened.]
[Attribute Force Master evolves into 'Intangible Sword']
[Your unique skill has been created.]
[Creation of unique skill 'Reflective return']
Duke Dios was so surprised. It wasn't because Julius' attack was simply invisible.
'It is invisible, has no sound, and even with a warrior's unique sixth sense, it can only be caught right before it touches the body.'
Although the duke had devoted his whole life to the sword, it was the first time in his life that he had faced such a difficult attack.
"ah!!"
Beatrice, who was watching from afar, also opened her mouth. It was the first time he had ever seen his father, the duke, pushed so one-sidedly.
In addition, despite not being able to see Julius' figure, let alone his black body, a roar erupted from within the gymnasium.
'ah! This monstrous old man doesn't really take a hit!'
However, while Julius was pressuring the duke with numerous invisible sword strikes, he was hardly able to deliver effective hits.
Indeed, he is a superman worthy of being called one of the best on the continent.
Even though you would hardly feel it, the duke defending only with the intuition of an unmanned was like an iron wall.
He felt the time had come to make a bet.
After all, it is an ability that has not been awakened yet, so the duration itself is not long.
“… … .”
At some point, the explosive sound of clashing swords stopped, and Julius' presence was completely erased in the gymnasium.
“… … !?”
The duke also kept a close watch and weighed where the attack might come from. After some time has passed since the standoff situation continued.
The duke felt a very subtle presence on his back and smiled in contemplation.
'Even though you've reached the state, you still lack experience. This level can be completely blocked.'
The duke quickly defends his back with his sword and even surrounds a solid force barrier in case of an unexpected attack.
Whoops!
As the duke expected, Julius suddenly appeared and the blow he swung was blocked by a narrow car from behind.
However, thanks to that, the duke was unable to detect Julius, who temporarily hid his presence again.
It's very brief, but that's enough.
“… … !?”
'One hit, just one hit!'
Julius let go of his sword and punched the duke in the face.
Fuck!
hooked!
He didn't even expect the first attack from the beginning. What he was aiming for was the so-called cross counter!
Julius' fist hit the duke right in the face, and the duke pierced his shoulder with his sword.
The Duke's cheeks are swollen and blood is pouring from the corners of his mouth.
Of course, the confrontation was Julius' defeat, but he was satisfied with just that today. It was a little bit of revenge for two months!
'How are you? Father-in-law! Did you eat one room this time?'
He grins at the peacock.
Watching Julius collapse from exhaustion, the duke caressed the bloody mouth and laughed haphazardly.
'I'm the guy, this is really the guy.'
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