Disappointing Teleportation Magic ~ Even Though The Movement Distance Is Only 1 Millimeter, I Will Rise Through Ingenuity ~ - Chapter 26.1

Though Bridget interrupted, the procedure to remove the first prince Alberic’s birthmark is progressing smoothly.

On the other hand, during training related to severing transfer magic, a small problem has been discovered.

When a certain distance is exceeded, the effect of the transfer magic no longer reaches.

If it’s an item at hand, whether it’s stone or iron, it can be cut cleanly, but when it’s about five meters away, it becomes impossible to cut hard objects.

When it’s more than ten meters away, even soft objects can’t be cut.

When repelling the attackers from the second prince’s faction, it was either at the very edge of the distance or the distance was extended by an adrenaline rush.

“Hmm… I didn’t think it would reach far away, but if it only reaches this distance, the danger increases.”

According to Mauroni, Alberic’s martial arts instructor who is conducting the training, a distance of five meters is negligible for someone who can use body-enhancement magic.

In fact, Mauroni’s movements are so fast that an ordinary person can barely follow them with their eyes.

In other words, the distance at which our magic reaches is the same distance at which the opponent’s weapon reaches me.

So, what Mauroni gave me were gauntlets and greaves.

What I’m given now are for practice, but the gauntlets are iron plates about ten centimeters wide and thirty centimeters long, and when fixed with a belt at the wrist and elbow, they guard the back of the hand from the elbow.

The greaves are slightly wider than the gauntlets and are fixed at the ankle and knee, protecting the shin.

It seems that the fighting style aims to use these gauntlets and greaves to block fatal blows and activate severing transfer magic at close range.

However, understanding it from hearing it and actually doing it are two very different things.

“Hey, don’t take it head-on! If it’s a skilled swordsman’s blade, your arm will fly!”

“Whoa… Ugh…”

“Even if you lower your head, don’t lower your gaze! You move too slowly!”

“Guh…”

Distracted by a sweep to the feet, I was hit in the solar plexus by a thrust.

Even though Mauroni is wielding a wooden sword and I’m wearing leather armor, the breath is knocked out of me, and my stomach acid is coming up.

“Hey, don’t stop, don’t stop! Separate the pain from your consciousness so your body doesn’t stiffen!”

“That’s impossible… Ugh… Whoa…”

“What’s impossible? Don’t give up before trying! Come on, come on, come on!”

“Ugh… Ack… Gahhh…”

The wooden sword Mauroni is wielding is used for training swings, with a thick, heavy tip.

Even though it’s so heavy that I can barely handle it with both hands, Mauroni swings it around with one hand like it’s a conductor’s baton.

The directions of the strikes are freely up, down, left, and right. If taken directly with the gauntlets or greaves, the impact is enough to make me think my bones will break.

If you angle it to deflect the blow without taking it head-on, the sword tip will flow towards the head or thigh.

Moreover, this old man seems to have endless stamina, his strikes don’t slow down even though I’m exhausted.

Is he really a monster…?

“Hey, what’s wrong? Get up quickly.”

“Wait a minute…”

“Fool, the enemy won’t wait considering your situation. Remember the time when Dorotheus attacked.”

When the second prince’s knight Dorotheus attacked, I was in bed with Araseli.