Are You Sure Our Empire's Knight Order Captain is a Yandere? - Chapter 18

“Right, then!”
Eh? Is there actually someone there?
I was just rambling to myself in my head, honestly…
“Reporting, Sister, I have an objection. I don’t believe Mr. He is capable of leading us forward.” Wu Feng glared at me, clearly trying to provoke me. “Furthermore, we need a full investigation into his relationship with you, Sister.”
“Were you spaced out just then?”
“No, Sister, not at all!” Wu Feng, who hadn’t expected such a cold response, quickly shook his head. “It’s just that his duel with His Highness the Prince was nothing but constant evasion. I couldn’t gauge his true strength from it.”
Hahahaha, yeah, spot on. All I wanted to do was dodge, so…
“Then go and spar with Mr. He yourself!”
Huh? Another fight?
What a nuisance.
“Yes.” A look of aloof coldness returned to Wu Feng’s face. “Mr. He, my apologies for the impertinence.”
It’s been three years… three years since I last crossed hands with this young lad.
Allow me, as your older brother and mentor, to witness your progress over these three years!
“No need for formalities, Vice-Captain.”
“Mr He, will you not use a weapon?” Wu Feng sneered. “Or has the bartender not been taught how to fight with one?”
A weapon? I don’t want anyone getting hurt, honestly… but if I don’t use a weapon, Wu Feng will definitely try to hold back, won’t he?
No, no, no… I can’t let him take it easy.
“Got it!” I bent down and picked up a dry branch from the ground, snapping it into four pieces.
Hmm, the size, length, and weight are all absolutely spot on.
“There’s a limit to how much you can look down on a bloke, mate!” Rael yelled from the side, and a few other knights muttered in agreement.
“A wooden branch?” A flicker of nostalgia crossed Wu Feng’s arrogant, cold face, but it quickly returned to normal. “Right then… let’s crack on!”
No sooner had the final word left his mouth, Wu Feng vanished right before my eyes.
‘Vanished’ isn’t quite the right word. It’s more like his shift in position was so rapid my eyes couldn’t keep up.
I refocused my attention on the training ground.
Relying purely on my senses, I pushed off the ground and flipped. Almost instantaneously, a curved blade sliced through the spot where I had just been standing.
Crikey, I was nearly cut in half just then.
… Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted the diagonal slash coming at me.
Split in two!
Oh, for goodness sake, whenever you don’t want something, that’s precisely what turns up. I mean, how on earth am I meant to dodge when I’m in mid-air?
I’ll try anything once. My left hand touched the face of Wu Feng’s incoming blade.
A gentle guide and a push, borrowing the force to flip another half-turn in the air before landing lightly on the ground.
“You’ve certainly got a trick or two, haven’t you?” Excitement flashed in Wu Feng’s eyes, but his hand gripped the sword hilt tightly.
“Right, what about this one? Will you manage to dodge this, then?”
Wu Feng… that’s enough of that now, seriously…
Wu Feng, who obviously couldn’t hear my humble internal plea, charged towards me, maintaining his posture as if about to draw his blade.
That’s right, the sword hadn’t even been drawn. Most people would mock Wu Feng, calling it reckless nonsense, but…
Most of Wu Feng’s sword techniques were taught by me. If things are going the way I suspect they are,
then all I can say is… this is really, really not good… because this technique is…
“Iaijutsu: Moon Surface.”
Wu Feng’s calm voice brushed past my ear like a draught of wind. Simultaneously, the blade flashed, and he appeared behind me.
Wu Feng’s voice carried disappointment. “Too slow.”
“You were too slow yourself, mate!”
I opened my left hand, revealing a cold iron guard plate from the sword hilt nestled inside. After enjoying Wu Feng’s expression of total shock, I pulled my right hand out from within my robe.
“What?”
“All you cut just now was a little twig, you know.” I shook the dry branch I held.
“You… you… are you… really…”
I put a finger to my lips.
“No. I’m nobody until you’ve completely mastered ‘Moon Surface’.”
“…Understood.” Wu Feng replied quietly, and then, with a heavy thud, he dropped to his knees next to Prince Liuxius.
It’s probably best to cut down on using attacks that your body can’t quite handle yet…
I turned to the silent knights… the ‘Loli-cons’, every single one of them gobsmacked.
Like a bunch of… clowns!
Hahahaha, did you actually think I was going to lose, eh? Ha!
“Since no one has raised any further objections, we welcome Mr He to the Knight Order.” Beneath Commander Jinggongye’s mask of impassivity, I could just make out that she was struggling to stifle a laugh.
“The Demon Instructor’s hell training starts tomorrow morning. Dismissed!”
You said it after all! You just had to say it, didn’t you?! You absolute rascal!
… I’m going to be completely bullied at work.
“Good heavens! That Wu Feng lad was absolutely brutal, wasn’t he?”
After leaving the knight training grounds, I found an empty alley and secretly lifted my white shirt beneath the black robe.
… A huge bruise. “That really hurts like mad!”
… That horrid little fellow…
It was just training, honestly. What was with the harsh attack?
If I hadn’t managed to use the branch to prop myself up first, I really would have been cut in two, you know!
However, I have more important things to do right now than inspecting my injuries and secretly cursing Wu Feng.
“Come out!”