The Great Sage Who Did not Remain in Legend - 37.2

“You have quite a slim waist.”

“Y-you idiot, where are you looking, you pervert?”

Why am I being called a pervert just for wrapping a belt around her?

Adjusting the belt to fit Vanessa’s narrow waist, she turned bright red and snatched it away to fasten it herself.

“This thing seems to have a slot, but what do I put in it?”

“This.”

Mergin pulled out a kunai.

“This is called a kunai, and the one I’m giving you is a throwing kunai. Store it in that belt.”

“Is it like a throwing knife?”

“Yes. Your close-combat skills were impressive, but if you charge in too much, it’ll be difficult to counter when you’re attacked. It might not be a problem for most enemies, but against opponents used to your kind of attack or those with high endurance, the risk of getting killed is high. Your fighting style would be better with hit-and-run.”

“Hit-and-run?”

“Yes. Attack quickly and then retreat immediately.”

“What’s that? It deals less damage and seems petty.”

“Does it? It’s a very annoying attack for the one being hit.”

“But…”

Vanessa seems to dislike the idea of hitting and running.

“Then I’ll show you. You can fight as you like. The kunai I’ll use is made of rubber, so it won’t injure you, just cause pain.”

“No defensive magic this time, right?”

“No need to use it.”

Vanessa, already irritated, accepted the challenge.

“Alright, let’s go!”

Just like before, Vanessa charged in. Mergin threw a rubber kunai as a feint and moved.

“Ha, if I know it doesn’t hurt…”

Vanessa, who deflected it with her dagger, lost sight of Mergin.

Smack, smack.

“Ow!”

Turning her face toward the source of the attack, she was hit again from behind.

“Damn it, this is irritating!”

When she turned around, Mergin pretended to strike with a sword.

“Whoa!”

Vanessa fell to the ground, trembling as if she were really slashed.

“See, isn’t it unbearable for the one who gets hit? The final strike is Rikka’s role. You’re suited for disrupting the enemy.”

“Y-you were trying to slash me…”

“What are you talking about? I’m not holding a sword. I just pretended to slash.”

“But I really thought I’d be slashed…”

“That’s just what you thought. You were frightened by my killing intent.”

“You can even do that…?”

“Once, someone taught me swordsmanship, and he also taught me this. I thought I was killed many times during training. He told me that I had no talent for swords and should just use magic, as no matter how much I practiced, I wouldn’t improve.”

Mergin’s swordsmanship teacher was Gaine, a battle axe user. Gaine was also Maverick’s sword master. At some point, Maverick became stronger, so Gaine switched to using a battle axe. He said it suited him better, and he swung it around vigorously.