They don't want me to try anymore.

Chapter Seventy-Nine: This Simulated Indirect Approach to Save the Country!

Twenty-three seconds.

About twenty-three seconds later, Richard and his "army" all collapsed to the ground. Even Big Black, known for its thick skin, covered its head with its paws, indicating that it was no longer fighting, because if it continued, the dragon scales would flip over.

Well, this was the result of Luvia deliberately not using any fancy combat techniques in order to better test Richard's skill level, and simply relying on slashing back and forth with an unsharpened iron sword.

"No wonder I was caught so easily in the first simulation..."

"Richard, what are you saying?"

"...I said, you look so beautiful when you wield your sword."

Richard changed his tune without batting an eye.

However, this isn't exactly a lie, since boys do admire things that are powerful and large... for example, they like heavy tanks, large excavators, and naval guns that are hundreds of millimeters high.

Now, with such a beautiful woman in front of him, with a large and strong chest who could make the black dragon roar in pain, how could he be stingy with his praise?

On the other side, Luvia blushed immediately.

Seemingly due to the broken windows theory, ever since Liu Bei's fall, she has become increasingly unable to maintain a composed demeanor in front of Richard, although she remains as aloof as ever when facing others.

Luvia stroked the blade, calming herself and regaining her professional demeanor.

She clapped her hands to make Richard stand up and began her critique:

"His swordsmanship is alright."

Although the evaluation was only "okay," Richard was already quite satisfied—"okay" from a Gold-rank master is very meaningful even just in its literal sense.

Luvia continued, "Your teamwork with your summons is excellent. Although your moves are a bit underhanded, they are all very effective. And this purple-eyed black dragon is... Richard, are you sure it's a purple-eyed black dragon?"

"Roar……"

Hearing someone question his bloodline, Big Black let out a low growl of dissatisfaction, but he didn't remove his claws from his head.

Dragons are proud but not stupid. When faced with top human powerhouses, and considering their own messy heads, they still know their limits.

Richard patted Longlong on the shoulder, empathized with him, and took out a few magic crystals to comfort his companion before answering Luvia, "Of course, why do you ask?"

"Because the feeling of hitting it just now was a bit like that of a gem dragon... I could feel the rebound of elemental power."

...The implication is, you really beat up a gem dragon?

Richard blinked, recalling some information about the Gem Dragon.

The dragons in this world are somewhat different from their counterparts in works like D&D from the previous world. For example, gem dragons are not born with an alignment or personality; they are simply subspecies of dragons, like black dragons, white dragons, and red dragons.

Their common characteristic is that they are more skilled in magic than ordinary dragons, and sometimes they also have special skills.

But a black gem dragon... he'd never even heard of it in this world!

It's all because of that "Great Reformer" skill; it's so unclear and ambiguous.

I may need to check the library's information again.

Regardless, this should be a positive change. At least in the battle just now, Dahei's basic skills were already at the Silver rank.

Richard and Big Black exchanged a glance, and when they noticed that the latter's eyes were also a little confused, they stopped worrying about it.

After the initial training was completed, all the summoned creatures returned to their home, leaving only a man and a woman in the training room.

Luvia tossed Richard a regular training sword and said:

“I originally wanted to teach you a set of self-defense sword techniques that are common to mages, but I found that your strength and speed are no weaker than those of warrior-type professionals. It might be better for you to learn the swordsmen’s courses directly.”

Absolutely!

After being promoted to Silver, his attributes have increased significantly!

Richard secretly pulled up the attribute table, and as he looked at it, he proudly put his hands on his hips in his mind:

【Strength: 25】

[Agility: 35]

[Physique: 25]

【Spirit: 85】

【Magic Power: 80】

【Charm: 60】

I guess this is about the level of a Bronze-level warrior.

When we have more attribute points in the future, we'll also try out being a hexagonal warrior...

puff!

"……what!"

Before Richard could finish gloating, he saw a dark shadow flash by, and then his hands ached as his sword was knocked to the ground.

"Richard, you must stay focused during training!"

"I'm sorry, teacher!"

The memories of a seasoned test-taker came flooding back, allowing Richard to answer the question with great enthusiasm.

"Ah."

Luvia nodded slightly, took a few steps, and approached.

"What I'm going to teach you next is a swordsmanship called Rose Sword, created two hundred years ago by an imperial court swordsman. It emphasizes striking while in motion..."

The two were now almost within a finger's width of each other.

"First of all, you need to adjust your sword-holding posture..."

As Luvia spoke, her gentle breath and the fragrance of her long hair brushed against Richard's face.

With the help of the posture guidance, the beauty's fair fingertips also brushed across his palm, leaving a trace of warmth like a dragonfly skimming the water.

Since they had just fought, both of them were sweating a bit, and their clothes were inevitably a little see-through, which gave Richard some indescribable and wonderful views.

As for the changes in shape and texture of the milky white snowflake at this distance, it is even more indescribable.

hiss……

Richard suddenly felt that something was wrong. But teaching swordsmanship and making some physical contact didn't seem wrong at all... No way!

Luvia's ears turned bright red; this girl was clearly rubbing against him on purpose!

Whatever...

Consider it tuition paid to become stronger!

Faced with the oppression of beauty, His Highness the Prince decided to endure the hardship for the sake of the country!

...It must be emphasized that His Highness the Prince absolutely did not find this comfortable or anything!

The training lasted for two days.

Then Zoe and Katyusha discovered it.

But to Richard's surprise, Zoe didn't cause a fuss this time. Instead, after a long silence, the little girl firmly requested to join the training as well.

Luvia did not refuse.

Not only is she skilled in swordsmanship, but as a Gold-ranked graduate of Saint Goethe who has also served on the front lines, she also has a deep understanding of knights and shield guards, making her more than capable of teaching Bronze-ranked underage girls.

Soon enough, two more people appeared in the training room.

The little girls studied very hard, and Richard was not to be outdone.

Two fulfilling weeks passed, and they all made great progress, especially Katyusha, who advanced directly to the Bronze Initial Stage under the pressure of Luvia's powerful sword aura.

It's still slower than Zoe Richard, but it's actually incredibly fast for the average person.

Besides the change in strength, something else has also changed.

That is, Richard's attitude towards Luvia.

His initial attitude was quite complicated. On the one hand, he acknowledged the other party's abilities and character, but on the other hand, he was somewhat afraid that this guy would create some kind of basement scenario like in the simulation.

But after spending a long time with him, he began to realize that this future half-step sword saint was not actually that difficult to get along with.

She's especially cute because she blushes easily in his presence.

Okay, it's decided. The stereotype will be changed from "the strange, cavewoman auntie" to "the strange, cavewoman auntie with a stable condition"!

cough.

No more gossip.

That evening.

Richard returned from the training room, took a shower, and enjoyed Katyusha's super-strong shoulder massage before collapsing comfortably onto the bed.

then……

Noon has arrived!

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In the year 3541 of the Caesar calendar, you are at St. Goethe's School, pondering your next move.