A Girl Who Was Told "You Have No Talent" Turned Out To Be A Talented Monster - Chapter 6
Litty, Studying at the Swordsman’s Guild
If one passes the final examination at the Swordsman’s Guild, they would be awarded the title of a Swordsman. The title would clarify their role in the party, so it would be essential from the rank 5 onward to be able to receive requests for hunting demons.
Patrons would also be unwilling to pay money to adventurers who had no fame or title. Some of the wealthier clients would seek a knight, which was a Rank higher than a Swordsman.
However, it was no child’s play to become a knight. Only those who acquired the title of Swordsman along with one other job that involves melee combat were permitted to study in the Knight’s Guild.
If one wanted to become a knight of a higher rank, they would need to acquire other titles along with the title as a swordsman.
“This is… a sword!”
“That girl over there, what does she think she is doing?”
There was a girl holding up the sword she had been given and looking at it with such an infatuation, which was quite conspicuous. James, the instructor, had never met anyone who was so moved just by holding a sword.
Instructor James, put his hand on Litty’s shoulder to bring her back to reality.
“First, I’m going to ask you to do a few more exercises.” (James)
“When you say exercise, do you mean what everyone else is doing?” (Litty)
“That’s right. If you don’t know the exercise, you cannot learn the moves. It also improves your body’s agility and coordination.” (James)
“I used to do it in my village!” (Litty)
“Oh, a hundred times a day?” (James)
“That much!?” (Litty)
I looked at the surrounding rookies, all sweating. Even so, they were still wielding their swords and swinging it with all their might.
Instructor James gave a wicked grin, thinking that he had successfully scared me.
But that didn’t dampen my spirit.
“Given your size and muscle strength, I chose the lightest sword I could find for you. Alright, let us start with a few rounds, so you won’t overdo it.”
“Yes, let’s start!”
“Kukuku, you’ll be fine in no time.”
A man who was an apprentice swordsman chuckled sarcastically. He had already completed 200 swings. His muscles, which were noticeably bulging, had already been built for that of a swordsman.
The man began to swing his sword even harder, as if to show off.
“Huff! Hah! There! Huff! Huff! Huh!”
“Instructor! Do I need to make that noise, too?”
“That is his hobby, don’t worry about it.”
The man was a kind of person who adored the strong and scorned the weak. Both James and the man expected that Litty would give up as soon as she started to wield her sword.
Most of the young recruits who entered the Swordsman’s Guild had great aspirations, and were longing to become a great swordsman. However, they were made to do monotonous training endlessly, making them grow tired of the difference between their ideals and reality.
In the end, most of them would simply leave behind their registration fees when they give up on training. Ironically, the guild’s financial resources depended on such contributions from these young people.
“Thanks for the donation”, Instructor James, thanked Litty in his mind.
But he soon realized something was wrong.
“Huh! Huh! Huff! Huff! Huff! Huff!”
“No, you don’t have to imitate the sound…”
It was true that even an inexperienced person could swing a sword a few times. However, when it came to swinging a sword for an extended period of time, most people would end up dropping it to the ground after a while.
Instructor James knew the severity of this process better than anyone else. What about the girl in front of him? Her sword and center of gravity were stable, and it was hard to believe that this was her first time wielding a real sword.
So, the earlier claim about having exercised in the village wasn’t just a bluff? Instructor James concluded in his mind.
“…That wasn’t as bad as I thought.”
“Oi oi oi. You seem to be doing well with your little body, but you’re going to be exhausted soon if you continue like this, you know?”
The man who finished his own practice joined Instructor James in gaping at Litty in astonishment. Despite the man’s words, Litty single-mindedly continued with exercise.
Instructor James, too, folded his arms and was looking at her in a new light. So far Litty only had a few drops of sweat sticking to her forehead. The number of times she has done the exercise has already exceeded 90.
Although she no longer made strange sounds, she was verbally counting the number of time she had swung.
“99… 100… 101…”
“Wait, take it easy! You can stop now!”
“Yes. What’s next?”
Litty was breathing hard, but she didn’t seem to be running out of steam.
He had never imagined that a girl who, he had thought she was going to quit, would be able to complete a hundred rounds of swinging without any difficulty.
What was stranger than that was Litty’s incredibly stable stance with the sword. It was not the stance of a beginner.
Instructor James asked her a question.
“Is this really your first time holding a sword?”
“Yes. I wasn’t allowed to hold a sword in the village, and even now, it’s too expensive for me to buy one. So, now I’m happy to have a sword which I own.” (Litty)
It didn’t look like the girl was lying. Sometimes people try to boost their self-esteem by pretending to be a beginner and getting praised for it.
But if that was the case, he would be able to tell it at a glance. The world was not so simple that it could deceive the fierce warrior who had made it to rank 3 and passed the requirements to become an instructor.
Looking at the girl’s crystal clear expression, he was convinced that she was really a beginner even without any evidence.
Eventually, instructor James decided to lead her to the next step.
“You need to swing the sword every day with a proper stance. Don’t overdo it though.”
“Next, let’s move on to defense. This exercise will be done in pairs, where one partner will swing down the sword and another will defend against it. Your partner is, right, Roma!”
Instructor James wondered if he should be her practice partner, but there was too much of a disparity in their strength. He decided that Roma, who was of the same stature as her, would be a good choice.
Roma was almost ready to attend the final exam. She was one of the best candidates in this batch, and James was amazed with her basic skills as a swordsman.
Sweating, Roma ran over and stood face to face with Litty.
“You’ll have to cut her some slack. She’s still a beginner.”
“Yes, Litty-san, let’s start.”
Litty had already taken a defensive stance with her sword, seeing so, Roma also changed her attacking force. The impact of the swords clashing was so intense, that they produce the reverberating sound.
Even if a beginner level swordsman could withstand one or two blows, not many would last. Instructor James was sure that the students would soon give up.
However, Litty was receiving Roma’s sword blows repeatedly with solemn expression… Something strange was happening.
“Litty-san, that’s spectacular…is this really your first time?”
“Yes, it is. I was watching you earlier.”
“You were watching?”
“Yes, I was watching Roma-san… and others do it.”
Roma thought she was being played with. Just like instructor James, she was thinking that she was pretending to be a beginner to fool everyone around her.
Nevertheless, she didn’t want to doubt a peer she was acquainted with.
She was awed, but did not let her guard down against Litty.
“Um, swordsmanship is interesting.”
“Yes, it’s interesting because everyone is doing so many different moves with just a single weapon. That guy over there, he’s cutting off the other guy’s attack.”
“That’s very hard to execute. Those moves are hard to master.”
The technical guidance also added to the challenges as they went through various stages in training. Moreover, it was futile if the students could not use all the moves they learned in actual combat.
Many of them could do well in practice but could not make the most use of it in real life, and many of them usually couldn’t make it through this point.
And only a few advanced to the final examination. Only those who passed the final exam could call themselves a swordsman.
“Roma, your final exam is approaching soon. You can go back over there to finish up.”
“Yes. Okay, then…”
Litty attentively watched as Roma returned to her place. Roma was not that much older than her, but she had already reached the final stage of the exam. It made her more motivated to do her best.
In fact, Roma was making spectacular progress. While many people required several years to acquire the title, Roma was on the final step of her training in less than a year. It was a little surprising that she had not yet completed the Rank 6 exam. It may be because of her commitment to training as a swordsman.
Even the grown-ups were anxious about their reputation in the guild. This was already the seventh year for Bildet, the man who was making strange sounds while swinging his sword, and he was still striving to master the skills.
Perhaps that was why he felt superior to Litty, a rookie.
“Instructor, I guess I’m not so talented after all.” (Bildet)
“It’s not up to you to decide whether you have any talent or not, let the time show you” (James)
It was the instructor’s responsibility to tell him clearly that he had no talent. However, James, who had never been a heartless instructor, had no choice but to answer him frankly.
However, Bildet’s past training was not for nothing. Even if he could not play an active role as an adventurer, there were many things that he could do with his newly built figure.
“In the future, there will be many people who would want to take advantage of you. For such cases, working a bit more diligently would be a good start.” (James)
“I, I see! Alright!” (Bildet)
Bildet moved on to the Footwork exercises, during which Litty alternated between Defense and Strike with different partners.
When the instructor considered that the student had mastered a certain move, the students were asked to proceed to the next stage. Roma was practicing Cleave for the final test, Footwork that Bildet was doing would be in the mid-point, and Defense and Strike that Litty was practicing was for the beginners.
Normally, it would be a long time before Litty could take the final exam. But she was paying close attention to the movements of others
“That’s the Cleave…I see.”
She was observing the footwork of Sweeping Strike from a distance even when she was doing Defense and Strike. The mock battles conducted in the center of the training room were all becoming a source of knowledge for her.
Roma was also a little perturbed by her.
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