Even if you succeed in jobless reincarnation and time magic, you must live life to the fullest.

Until then...

With that thought in mind, Liz continued to swing her sword.

……

time flies.

Before we knew it, the moon had climbed into the sky.

"It's already so late?" Liz looked up at the sky and clicked her tongue in surprise.

The dojo was now completely silent, and no one could be seen anymore.

"It's time to go home."

With that thought in mind, Liz took off her training clothes, which were already soaked with sweat.

Swordsmen of the Water God School always wear extremely heavy armor, even during practice. Even when not wearing armor, they wear weight-bearing clothing.

So even if it looks like you're not wearing much, it's actually quite a burden.

"call……"

After taking off her weighted suit, Liz immediately felt much lighter, almost as if she were floating.

However, Liz knew that this was a sign of her immaturity.

When you reach a point where you can take off or put on the weights without any effect, and treat them as nothing, then you can be said to have truly reached that level.

Looking at her completely soaked clothes, Liz brought her nose close and sniffed.

A strong, pungent smell of sweat wafted over.

Liz immediately pursed her lips.

"Go home and take a shower!" Liz turned and walked out of the dojo.

Just as she was about to step out the door, she suddenly heard the familiar sound of a sword being swung again.

Liz stopped in her tracks.

The sound of a sword being swung?

It's so late, are there still people here?

Liz, as if possessed, walked toward the direction from which the sound of swords being swung came.

……

Liz had a premonition before seeing him, and what she saw with her own eyes proved it true.

The red-haired boy stood alone in the courtyard, brandishing his sword with a focused expression, completely unaware of anyone's arrival.

Sweat dripped continuously from his body, soaking the ground beneath his feet.

Liz looked up at the sky.

It's late at night now.

This guy……

Are you, like me, still cultivating so late at night?

Could it be because he was criticized by Mr. Warif during the day?

Liz pursed her lips and couldn't help but speak.

"That's not how you train."

"Ok?"

The red-haired boy stopped moving.

He looked in the direction the sound came from and soon saw a girl with beautiful, long, soft, golden hair walking towards him.

"You are……"

Ars hesitated for a moment.

He thought he had seen her during the day, but he couldn't remember her name, and he had no idea why she was here.

"The swordsmanship of the Water God School is not like this."

Liz walked up to Ars and said seriously, "Your sword style is too straightforward, lacking variation and stamina. You have plenty of offense but not enough defense."

"Too straightforward?"

Ars frowned slightly.

"Yes."

Liz took a handkerchief out of her pocket and handed it to her.

Ars reached out and took it, only to smell a girl's delicate fragrance emanating from the handkerchief.

He wiped the sweat from his face.

At this moment, Liz stepped forward again, grasped the hand holding Ars's sword, and then pressed half of her body against him.

Ars paused for a moment, then quickly said, "Wait, wait a minute, I'm very dirty..."

"Watch closely, this is how the Water God Style is used."

Liz ignored Jars's words, took his hand, and used the same sword technique he had just demonstrated.

Under Liz's control, Ars performed the moves he had just practiced repeatedly.

There doesn't seem to be much difference.

But for some reason, Yars could clearly sense that something was different.

"A sword is a weapon used to kill, but it can also be used for defense."

"The secret is to attack the enemy with three parts of your strength and keep seven parts for yourself."

Liz said earnestly.

Ars suddenly realized.

I see……

That's it!

No wonder Mama Red repeatedly reminded herself to completely forget about the Sword God Style after arriving here.

Sword God Style and Water God Style are two completely different schools of swordsmanship.

The Sword God style emphasizes giving your all and delivering a fatal blow.

Even at the cost of their lives, they must kill the enemy.

The essence of the Water God School of swordsmanship is not to kill enemies, but to protect.

To achieve this goal, users must always reserve their strength, as only in this way can they withstand attacks that may come from all directions at any time.

If you try to mix these two sword techniques together, you'll end up with a hybrid that's neither fish nor fowl.

"I understand……"

Ars couldn't help but give a wry smile. It was more like he was only now understanding such a simple truth because of himself.

Liz couldn't help but ask curiously, "Have you ever practiced the Sword God Style swordsmanship before?"

"Hmm? Hmm...I've practiced a little..."

"No wonder, your movements do indeed have the influence of the Sword God style."

Liz seemed thoughtful.

During the day, she witnessed Ars dodge the attack of the black metal rod. Although it was a mistake according to the Water God Style, it was still quite amazing to have done it.

The mystery has now been solved.

Ars used the Water God Style technique again.

His movements were no longer straightforward, nor did he exert all his strength; instead, he reserved seven-tenths of his power.

In this way, the changes in sword techniques become even more unpredictable.

Although the speed has decreased, the number of attacks that can be dealt with has increased.

A look of surprise appeared on Yars' face.

He turned to Liz and smiled, "Thank you, now I finally understand... What's your name?"

Liz's pupils twitched.

Her heart, which had been as calm as still water, twitched violently when she saw the smile on Ars's lips, as if even her breath caught in her throat.

“My name is… Liz…”

Liz stammered.

As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately turned around and ran out of the dojo, not daring to stop no matter how much Ars called after her.

Only after she had completely left the dojo did she stop and look behind her.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he was sure he hadn't chased after them.

Thinking about her embarrassing behavior just now, Liz couldn't help but cover her face.

She didn't know what was wrong with her.

It was just an ordinary conversation.

But why...

Why did my face get so hot?

Side Story: The Tale of Ars (9)

"Hey! Wait a minute!"

Ars shouted in the direction Liz had left.