No job: Check the cards, Loki, are there any problems with the cards?

But in Ars, the capital of Asra, such noble surnames were almost ubiquitous.

"Rudius Greirat?"

Upon hearing the noble surname Grerat, Isoruti showed no surprise; on the contrary, she seemed quite used to it.

"Alright, if there's nothing else, then I'll take my leave now."

Roger has already wasted several precious minutes on this girl.

He planned to leave quickly, and while it was still early, he would go to the city to continue his sting operations.

After all... he still needs to earn enough money for his journey to the Holy Land of Swords.

He didn't have the time to waste with this beautiful woman who looked like a noblewoman.

"Hey! Please wait a moment."

Suddenly, Izuru caught up from behind.

"Is something wrong?"

Roger turned around.

"Your name is Rudeus, right? I'm sorry to be so bold, but I'd like to ask... are you personally interested in the Water God Style of swordsmanship?"

Although he didn't know why Isorti asked that question, Roger answered truthfully, "Uh... I'm somewhat interested, but not very interested."

"That's it!"

"A little interest is enough. I can tell you're a beginner in swordsmanship. You must be struggling to find a suitable training ground, right?"

"If... I mean if, you want to learn the Water God Style swordsmanship, I can help you with some introductions. The Water God Style dojo is currently recruiting apprentices."

"...Thank you for your kindness, but I do not wish to join the Water God School's dojo."

"Huh? Why?"

"Because the battle is fun, that's all that matters. Water God style battles are too mentally taxing, while Sword God style battles are more fun because you can forget about your brain."

"........."

The fact that the other party compared the Water God Style with the Sword God Style immediately made Isorti frown and feel displeased.

She began to complain, "Sword God Style, what's so good about that... that's a sword style that only unintelligent barbarians would practice. Our Water God Style is the strongest of the three major styles!"

"Is the Water God Style the strongest?"

As Roger listened to the girl's persuasive tactics, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly involuntarily.

If he were a complete novice in swordsmanship, he might actually believe the nonsense spouted by the girl in front of him.

However, ever since I began practicing the Sword God Style, Water God Style, and Northern God Style...

To paraphrase Rogge's own experience, there is no single strongest swordsmanship; these three different styles simply exhibit a state of mutual restraint.

Just like the relationship between rock, paper, and scissors, if we compare the Sword God Style to scissors, then the Water God Style is rock, and the North Mountain Style is paper.

Of course, the premise of restraint is that all three are at a similar level and not much different.

If the difference in strength is too great, there is no such thing as restraint; one can simply overwhelm the opponent with numerical superiority.

Chapter 40: A close-range ultimate attack breaks Izuru's defenses!

"How about it?"

"I'll give you one more chance to think it over. Do you want to consider signing up for the Water God School's dojo? The headquarters exam is a bit difficult, but signing up at a branch shouldn't be a problem." Izuru was already getting impatient.

Her intuition told her that this person might be a perfect fit for the Water God Style of swordsmanship.

But to Izuru's surprise, he ultimately rejected her without hesitation.

"Hehehe, sorry!"

Please allow me to refuse.

Roger grinned, revealing his big white teeth.

"Huh?"

"Such a great opportunity was presented to you, and you just gave it up like that?"

"So, it really is impossible to persuade you so easily?"

Izoruti was somewhat disappointed.

Logically speaking, underage children like this are the easiest to fool; they'll believe any empty promises made to them.

But to my surprise, the other party refused so decisively, leaving no room for negotiation.

She exchanged a glance with Izuru.

Roger said, "...Sorry, I'm not the kind of person who's easily persuaded, unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless you can defeat me with your strength!"

After saying that, Roger turned around and prepared to continue walking, leaving this place.

Unexpectedly, Izuru beat him to it and rushed forward to block him before Rogge could leave.

"In that case, I'll have no choice but to use my true skills to defeat you, and by the way... let you also see the power of the Water God Style."

"besides……"

After a pause, Isorti suddenly tilted her head: "Newcomer? Your contemptuous attitude towards the Water God School just now made me very uncomfortable, so I won't hold back. Today, I'll give you a lesson you'll never forget."

"A lesson?"

"interesting……"

Roger muttered to himself as he looked at the gentle and intellectual woman with long, waist-length hair in front of him. She had been a gentle and intellectual older sister just moments before, but now she seemed like a completely different person.

They started mocking him right in the face.

This stark contrast in his appearance surprised Roger, who was momentarily stunned and only now realized what was happening.

"A newbie?"

"...You're not starting to get scared and don't dare to agree anymore, are you?"

Hearing the girl's provocative words, Roger felt that this move was somewhat familiar, because he often used this close-range attack on Paul when they fought before.

Unexpectedly... one day the boomerang hit me instead.

Get right up close and unleash your ultimate attack!

It is said that this is a special skill exclusive to the Water God School swordsmen. Every Water God School disciple will politely greet the other party's entire family before starting a battle.

especially.

This kind of tactic is surprisingly effective against swordsmen of the Sword God style who are relatively simple-minded... because most people who practice the Sword God style only know how to swing their swords and are not very good at strategizing.

Therefore, this polite greeting is basically a skill that the Water God School developed specifically to counter the Sword God School.

Roger glanced at the other woman's slightly pursed lips and clearly guessed that this was a tactic she was deliberately using to provoke him.

So he did the same to Izoruti.

"that……"

"It's not that I don't want to agree, but... but I'm afraid that if I use too much force, I'll hurt you."

"If I hurt you, I can't afford the expensive medical bills."

These words were spoken.

Izuru's smile visibly stiffened for a moment, and she gripped her sword even tighter.

Roger spoke calmly, as if defeating Izuruti was a simple and easy thing.

This sense of entitlement is like... as if you're certain you can beat me?

Are you kidding me?

She is Izuru, the genius of the Water God School, who vowed to become the Water God in the future, and now she is being looked down upon by a rookie swordsman.

"Honestly... I'm inexplicably feeling a bit angry," Izuru muttered to herself.

Meanwhile, Rogge continued to attack Izuru: "Judging from your frail appearance, your swordsmanship is probably only mediocre, right?"

"I wouldn't fight someone as weak as you. Even if I defeated you, there would be no sense of accomplishment, would there?"

"Shut up!"

"You tell me to shut up and I'll shut up? Wouldn't it be a loss of face if I shut up?"

"........."

Izuru stared intently at the other person, feeling her mood begin to become agitated, but then, as if she had thought of something, she quickly adjusted her mindset.

She chuckled.

"So that's why I've met someone in the same line of work. I guess you're a beginner Water God Style swordsman too? I wonder what your skill level is?"

"Are you still at the level of a lower-level swordsman? Oh no, I think you're probably not even a lower-level swordsman yet, how pathetic..."