Reformation of the Deadbeat Noble

three greatest swordsmen on the continent and…(*)”

Julius Hul, a knight of the Holy Kingdom, can easily cut down powerful demons.

Joshua Lindsay, the descendant of the great hero Dion Lindsay from 400 years ago and the head of one of the 5 Great Swordsmanship Families.

Likewise, the other heads of the Rey, Clifford, Preston, and Page families, Karakum, the great warrior of the Orcs, and the captain of the Holy Kingdom’s Red Knights were all included on the list.

Lastly, Ignet Crescentia, who is weaker than the top 10 but famous for being the youngest Sword Master.

Stories of strong people.

However, Irene couldn’t concentrate.

It was because of Khun’s story and the various thoughts he got from it.

“I have a lot going on.”

“Huh? Still thinking about Khun?”

“Yes.
I can’t imagine what kind of heart he must have to go that far.”

“I can’t either.
It would be normal for anyone to give up before even turning 50.
Without giving up, he became a Sword Master at 70.
And now that he is over 90, he gets called the strongest… just like a novel.
He truly is a great person.”

“Khun must have been amazing at 50 too.”

“Um?”

“Even though Khun at that time was an ordinary swordsman who was ridiculed by people because they didn’t understand him… still, he must have been a great person.”

“…”

Kuvar stopped talking, and Irene started talking.

It wasn’t a long story.

50-year-old Khun, 70-year-old Khun, and 90-year-old Khun.

All three times, Khun must have been a different swordsman with different skills, but each great in their own way.

The 50-year-old Khun didn’t achieve what he did at 90, but nevertheless, he had more to learn than anyone else.

Likewise, among those who haven’t bloomed yet, there must be many great people.

However, no one knows them yet.

Hearing that, Kuvar’s expression went stiff.

‘This is an interesting young one.’

He had no particular reason to tell the stories of powerful people on the continent.

He just did it because it was fun.

The discussion of who is stronger and who is best is childish, but it’s something that everyone involved themselves in.

Especially swordsmen.

However, Irene’s reaction was different from Kuvar’s expectations.

‘His thoughts aren’t limited to swords.
He speaks with a much broader perspective.’

Any other swordsman would have asked,

Is he that strong, or what his swordsmanship is…

Irene didn’t though.

He was trying to see the things hidden inside.

‘He knows nothing of the world, yet he thinks like an old man.’

It wasn’t a bad thing, rather a very nice thing to see.

And this was what he wanted to see.

It was better to keep bringing up such topics.

If they piled up like firewood, one day, the flames would start growing bigger.

With a smile, Kuvar said.

“Good words.
As you said… there must be a lot of people in the world who haven’t come out yet.”

“Right?”

“Probably in Derinku.”

“They could be here too.
Maybe the innkeeper who made the dish or the old man we met along the way… maybe the one in the clothing store is learning too.
Like Khun.”

“Of course.
For some people, the old man in the clothing store is a better teacher than Ian.”

“Right.”

Kuvar nodded his head.

Lulu, who was woken, smiled.

The hot food had come out, and it looked more appetizing today.

However, the peaceful meal didn’t last long.
It was smashed before they even ate.

A group of mercenaries who were drinking at the table next to them did it.

To be precise, a young man, who had a large build, smashed their food after walking towards them.

“Let us hear it too.”

“Hmm?”

“What? Krono’s schoolmaster is no different from the clothing store’s old man.
You bastards, do you know how great Sir Ian is…”

“…”

“Kids surely talk easily when they aren’t taught a lesson.
Is a Sword Master a funny topic? You think it’s easy! Huh!”

Irene couldn’t even talk.

He just said that as an example.

It meant that even an ordinary person now could be someone great the next day.
He had no intention of lowering the standard of Sword Master Ian.

He didn’t say anything bad about Ian.

However, this man was looking at Kuvar and Irene with an angry face.

Fortunately, the man’s party apologized to them.

“We’re sorry.
This friend of ours has an impulsive and angry personality, plus he’s drunk…”

“Wh-What are you saying! I didn’t even drink that…”

“Shut up! And I think our friend got overly excited because he respects the Krono Swordsmanship School so much.
We will back down…”

“Ah, yes.”

Irene nodded his head.

It felt bad.

Probably because of Krono, it felt like he was insulted and complemented at the same time.

But he was glad that the fight didn’t escalate.

It was then.

Lulu, who was up, mumbled while looking at mercenaries and Irene.

“Irene, Kirill told you.
Don’t walk around with that look and look strong.
Otherwise, weak ones will come to you.”