IQBTMLR ✔

Chapter 53

When Leslie retorted, Aaron quickly stopped her.

"Leslie, no matter how your son is, I hope that he will do good to her. She's not just another woman, she's my sister, he's not a pervert, is he?"

"There is no way I would have produced a madman who loved his enemy."

But their conversation didn't come well to my ears.

Just by following a few basic postures in the same way, it felt like all the techniques were subtly arranged.

'I think I've heard somewhere that the habits I learned wrongly when I was a kid are going to get worse the further I try to correct it.'

Originally, this would never have happened.

To learn the basic posture correctly at once and to improve all of my skills accordingly. It would be impossible unless you go back to when you were very young and start training all over again.
This could only be explained by a divine blessing related to breaking the mirror.

Once I had mastered the basic posture, it felt like all the clumsy movements of the past were in order.

'...I want to compete once more.'

A good sword I had never had in my life, a strangely organized gesture...

This time, I was confident that I would be able to hold out to some extent.

Even if I didn't rush in as cowardly as in the past, and I didn't have to attack by aiming for gaps.

"Look." Aaron looked into my eyes and said. 

"My sister wants to hit Ian even at this moment, so she can't even hear us properly." 

"Okay, Annabelle." Leslie clapped once and smiled. "Then, would you like to have a match with Ian?"

I grabbed my sword and nodded. 

Leslie gave attention to lan and me alternately. 

"Instead, you shouldn't be as disrespectful as you were back then." Perhaps she was referring CO the first battle I did when I saved the High Priest after I remembered my previous life. 

'I was going to lose anyway, so I did it roughly... Didn't Ian roughly fight me too?' When I thought about it, it seemed that only strangely meaningless swings were exchanged. 

'Why did he do that then? A human being who doesn't take a single bait.' 

"Especially, Ian, you purposely saw the gaps and did not just end it then. That's not polite to the other person." 

"That..." After staying silent for a while, Ian sighed and finally opened his mouth. "It reminded me of a back injury the day before."

The low, calm voice suddenly warmed my ears. I didn't even know he cared about me back then. If not for my injury, he would have focused on attacking only my back... 

"But this time, I really can't overlook it." Ian pulled out his sword and said calmly. "Like my mother said, it's not polite." His cool red eyes looked straight at me. After a very long time, I clenched my sword as if it were in flames.

After the match, we all had tea time in the garden. Leslie, Aaron, and Ian were among them. 

"Wow, sister." Aaron admired every sip of tea.
"It turns out you're a genius, aren't you? How could you get rid of all those bad habits just because you copied the basic posture?" 

Leslie also chewed on cookies and praised me continuously.

"Honestly, I didn't expect you to grow this much... If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it." She added, tilting her head.