CH 44.3

The rain did not let up. Bash stood in front of Ludo outside the cave in the middle of the huge storm. It was raining terribly, but rain of this magnitude was a regular occurrence on the battlefield. Bash had nothing to worry about.

Ludo, however, was struggling to stay on his feet, nearly blown away by the wind.

Ludo’s target was Bashe’s sword. And he had two swords in each hand, as if he had learned from Lula Lula of the “Frozen Eyes”. The way he held them in his hands was quite regal.

“Come whenever you want!”

Bash said loudly so that his words would not be drowned out by the sound of the rain, and Ludo nodded his head.

“Uooooooooh!”

With Ludo’s yell, he let out a powerful blow. Bash met it with his great sword.

…This is it! Bash’s eyes widened at the weight and sharpness of the blow. It was the son of Lula Lula of the Frozen Eyes, and it was the one who wanted to avenge her death. If they had killed Lula Lula, even with dirty methods, then it had to be a very good warrior. Even in Bash’s estimation, the swordswoman was quite skilled. Ludo assured him that he would be able to defeat such an opponent “next time”. If that was the case, Bash braced himself for the impact of a blow that, contrary to his appearance, would be quite heavy. But…

“Oops, as expected from you, Master! Not even with all my strength in one blow could I drive you back!”

Bash did not back down.

……

He just leaned forward against the swords that were so light. And with such a trivial movement, Ludo was repulsed.

“Then I will continue!”

Hearing these words, Bash braced himself again. Ludo’s speed seemed to have increased slightly. What came next was probably a barrage of blows. Yes, Lula Lula had great physical strength, but her speed was also tremendous. The continuous blows from the two metal clubs overwhelmed even Dandelion, the great elven swordsman of “quick decision and quick blood”. Therefore, he imagined that Ludo was also a kind of warrior who did not compete for his physical strength, but for his speed.

There were many warriors who stood out for their speed. However, Bash had never fallen behind against this type of warrior. Often considered a warrior with superior strength, Bash’s speed was also above average. The hero was not only a man of strength. Those who fought the Orc Hero and survived would remember his sword and say:

“His sword? I tremble just remembering it… Anyway, don’t even try it. I have no doubts. For example, I could cast three spells while you wield your sword, right? I’m pretty fast, if I do say so myself. There are at most three people I can think of who can cast magic at that speed… Bash would make three slashes at the same speed that I cast my three spells. That’s how fast he is. Of course, Nazar and the others are faster. But Bash’s sword is heavier. Even a single strike would break a magic barrier, and the impact is like being hit with a club. My barrier, you ask? I, the Great Elven Archmage Thunder Sonia, have seen my own barrier shattered, and moreover…”

I’m going to cut it in half because it’s too long, but she’d say something like this. Let’s continue.

I could have killed him three times… Bash had this impression when he received Ludo’s sword without any problems.

The Orc Hero usually didn’t comment on others. It made no sense for him to judge those below him. However, there were times when he looked at an enemy in front of him and judged whether he was strong or weak, whether he could be defeated or not. Based on this experience, if he had to judge Ludo…

Whether in strength or speed, he was below average… he was weak, too weak…

Bash looked around, as if worried. In front of him was a cave. At the entrance of the cave was a girl. Ludo’s sister, Luka, was it? She looked at Ludo with a worried expression, but when she caught Bash’s gaze, her expression changed to one of sadness, and she returned a look of apology. He was sure that she knew. Even if Ludo was trained a little from now on, there was no future where he could defeat the woman.

…

He would have to train him in a short time to the point where he could defeat the one who had killed Lula Lula of the “Frozen Eyes”, even if she used dirty methods…

The difficulty of this training made Bash feel dizzy. Even when the human knight “Sir Assis, the Giant Killer” hit him in the head with full force, he had never felt so dizzy.

What should I do?

Thirty minutes later. Bash, in front of Ludo, who was lying on his back, panting breathlessly and saying “wow”. He was his apprentice now, but he didn’t know what to teach someone so weak.

Orcs did not train, except in infancy. They were born with the instinct to fight, and without being taught anything, they grew up to be warriors naturally. If they were not, they would die, so they were naturally eliminated.

But even these orcs had a desire to improve. Bash had never taught anyone how to use a sword. Although it was the duty of the veterans to train their successors, he had never been asked to be a master. Almost every young man wanted to be Bash’s apprentice, but no one could say it out loud, so it didn’t happen.

However, in the orc country, he had been asked to “fight” several times, especially by the king’s sons. They would look at Bash with bright eyes and say, “Excuse me! Can I have a fight with you?” and if Bash agreed, they would be very happy. Then, of course, they would get beaten, but they seemed to know that would happen from the beginning and would ask him hopefully, “How are my sword skills? Bash was the one winning, so he wouldn’t just praise them, he’d point out what they were doing wrong. “Your feet aren’t fast enough. If you’re not a coward, you should come with the intention of approaching,” he would tell them. The king’s sons would say, “Wait, I couldn’t do that. If Sir Bash’s sword hits me, I will not only lose my leg, but also the whole lower half of my body. Then I won’t be able to go to the breeders.” Anyway, that was the “training” in the orc country.