The Lazy Genius of the Duke - Chapter 55



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The Lazy Genius of the Duke’s Family (55)

In the name of Benio Kepler (5)

“Tony, the sword is misaligned.”

“Gasp, gasp, yes!”

Tony swung his sword as if he was going to die. He wanted to use tricks whenever possible. He had been using the same sword technique for an hour now, and he felt a pain as if his limbs were losing feeling and his muscles were melting.

Phew!

But Tony couldn’t do that.

If he were alone, he wouldn’t know, but it was because Benio had been by Tony’s side for an hour, no, had woken up an hour before Tony and was swinging his sword in advance.

‘Will my skills improve if I do it this ignorantly? Won’t it just hurt me instead?’

Tony gritted his teeth as he thought to himself. Benio had told him to be prepared, but he had never dreamed that it would be this bad. It was a huge blow to Tony to forget that Benio, his master, had always been beyond his expectations.

‘Oh my god, I feel like I’m going to die.’

“Ugh, ugh.”

Tony’s breathing became ragged and his back began to bend. As the strength left his limbs, his back began to bend to support the weight of the sword.

But every time that happened, Benio’s abstract shouting rang out.

“Straighten your back! Breathe in through your nose and breathe out through your mouth! You won’t die like that! No one has ever died while practicing swordsmanship!”

“Yes, yes! Your Majesty!”

Tony came to his senses at Benio’s shout. Who could he blame? It was a thorny path he had chosen to escape from living his whole life as a servant.

‘By the way, how do you know?’

Benio didn’t look at Tony. Benio swung his sword with all his might, sweat dripping from his entire body, with a much more fierce spirit than Tony. Meanwhile, Benio’s eyes never left the tip of his sword.

But every time Tony’s posture was off, he would notice it with amazing clarity and point it out, which was really annoying to Tony.

Five minutes after that.

Benio shouted, having filled exactly one hour.

“stop!”

“Haak, haak, haak.”

Dang!

The wooden sword fell from Tony’s hand. As a servant, Tony could not practice with a blade. That was forbidden at the Academy.

But Tony was completely stretched out even with just a wooden sword that was lighter than a real sword.

Although he had been practicing steadily without slacking off on the training Benio had instructed him to build up his basic physical strength, it would not have been easy to swing his sword with all his might every time.

“Sir, I will prepare some water for you to wash in, Young Master.”

Tony staggered back up, picked up the wooden sword, and put it back where it belonged. Then he said that he was dying from exhaustion, so Benio couldn’t help but laugh.

“I told you it was hard for me, didn’t I?”

“Oh, it’s not hard. Not at all.”

“Sit down.”

“Ha, but the water you’re going to wash in….”

After Benio decided to watch Tony’s swordsmanship, he woke up two hours earlier than usual. Tony wondered if he was addicted to training.

But teaching Tony was also meaningful to Benio.

‘They say there is something to be learned while teaching.’

After hearing that he was a master of the highest level, Benio lost interest in martial arts training. He never reached the highest level or taught anyone.

Because he was taken prisoner by the Emperor Cheonma as a symbol of the incompetent political faction.

That is why I used to scoff at the adage that you learn something by teaching someone. But the old sages were not wrong.

‘It’s too late to teach Tony the art of ascending. But nothing in this world can beat consistency.’

Tony was even more motivated to take up the sword after being kidnapped by Xavier last time and almost dying.

That’s why he gritted his teeth and endured even when Benio pushed him harshly. It’s because he had great tenacity.

That grit will give Tony consistency, and with time, he will eventually reach a level that is difficult to achieve with talent alone.

So Benio was teaching Tony the basics of Shaolin.

The world’s best Shaolin monk.

As the saying goes, all martial arts originate from Shaolin, and although it is not well known, there certainly was a sword technique in Shaolin Temple.

Among them, the one that Benio chose was the Diamond Sword.

As the name suggests, it is a sword technique that focuses more on defense than offense. This is the Diamond Sword, which was mastered by an unknown hermit master of Shaolin Temple who withstood the attacks of the Demonic Cult and Blood Cult alone for a whole day in front of the Daeungjeon where Buddha is enshrined when the Demonic Cult and Blood Cult of the Heavenly Demon Emperor invaded Shaolin Temple.

Shaolin’s basic techniques are on a different level in depth from the basic techniques widely known in the martial arts world, such as the Samjae Sword or Yukhap Kwon.

In other words, if you only attain enlightenment, you can easily reach the level of a peerless master with just Shaolin’s basic techniques. The fact that such a peerless master was one of the nameless monks in Shaolin Temple was an anecdote that showed Shaolin’s strength.

Geumgang.

The Diamond Sword, made from the hardest gemstone that cannot be cut by any iron or steel, was so hard that it could catch the feet of the Demonic Cult and the Blood Cult.

And Benio had the opportunity to teach Tony the Diamond Sword and reflect on the foundation of Shaolin martial arts.

Guyangshinkong.

This is because it is a divine skill created by Master Dharma, the founder of Shaolin martial arts, at the end of a wall, and thus shares the same essence and foundation as Shaolin martial arts.

“Close your eyes and concentrate.”

“Yes, your highness.”

Benio placed his palm on Tony’s back as he sat on the ground. Then Tony began to breathe as Benio had been telling him for the past few days, and Benio began to move his true energy according to the instructions of the Guyangshinkong.

‘With my background, it’s impossible to achieve this. But if I do this, I can at least feel the inner strength.’

In martial arts, a master originally teaches basic techniques to his disciple and instills his own internal energy into the disciple’s body so that he can build a foundation for internal energy.

It was a martial art of rising called Gyeokche Jeonki, but it was a martial art of rising that Benio could not even attempt.

To be able to use the full force, you must at least reach the peak. To be safe, you must reach the peak.

If not, you should do a point check to make sure you can feel the internal energy by piercing the blood, but you should have at least a peak level of internal energy for that.

‘Considering the fact that it is a Gu Yang Shingong, it must be at least super peak level.’

And then pouring in the destructive power of the Guyangshinkong? If not the peak, then at least the super peak. By this standard, you would have to reach the extreme of Expert to be able to do that.

On the other hand, Benio’s current level is that of an Aura user at best, or second- to first-class in the martial arts world.

Instead, if you place your long heart on it and move your bet according to the rules of the Guyangshinkong, it will help a little. While practicing sending your bet with your long heart like this to make Tony feel the inner strength, Benio’s Guyangshinkong’s depth deepened.

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‘If you do Sojucheon, you will reach expert level.’

Benio’s body still had many blood vessels that were not yet open. Every time the Guyang Shingong stimulated the blocked blood vessels, pain followed, but if he allowed the water to flow into the blocked blood vessels naturally, it would eventually open them.

Benio opened his eyes after stimulating the pubic point to feel the bet. Then, he felt a chill, perhaps because the sweat he had shed had cooled.

“Tony.”

“Yes, your highness.”

Tony looked like he had a cramp in his leg. He rarely sat on the floor, so he had a hard time sitting on the floor.

Benio laughed at that and said to Tony.

“Go and prepare some water to wash in.”

“Yes, your highness!”

Today is the day to receive instruction from the Dean of Lazio. Benio got up from his seat, washed up, put on his cadet uniform, and headed to the fencing department.

Glance at it.

Benio, who had now lightly ignored the gazes from his surroundings that had become his daily routine, arrived at the swordsmanship department. The swordsmanship department was not just about holding a sword.

Knights are not necessarily divided into skill levels based solely on the presence or absence of an aura. Since knights also serve as commanders of units during wartime, it was essential for them to study tactics, strategy, and military strategy.

Knock knock.

Passing through each floor like that, Benio arrived at the top of the fourth floor and knocked on the door. Since there was only the dean’s office on the fourth floor, Benio opened the door without waiting for an answer.

“Oh, you’re here?”

Lazio looked delighted to see Benio. Benio nodded.

“Hello, Dean.”

“I told you to call me Master.”

Benio just smiled at those words. Lazio sighed softly, knowing that Benio never called anyone his teacher.

“His stubbornness is like an iron rope.”

“In my heart, I think of you as my teacher.”

“Right? That’s what I should do! I’m better than those guys. Hehehe.”

Lazio, whose mood was quickly lifted by Benio’s words, chuckled. Benio knew this would happen and didn’t single out anyone to call him his master. Just like in the martial arts world, there should be only one master here, but the three who claimed to be Benio’s masters were all famous figures in their own fields, so they would always fight over who was the better master.

So, rather than calling them teachers, I just vaguely referred to them as people who inherited their knowledge.

“By the way, the aura operation method you mentioned last time. How did you come up with that method? I heard it’s very effective.”

“Thank goodness. It was just a fragment of knowledge, so I couldn’t make it a reality.”

“Thanks to you, I decided to include your name in this paper.”

“Thank you, Dean.”

Lazio looked pleased. Benio was a very good disciple. He was already walking his own path without needing to be helped.

No, rather, there were parts where Lazio got help.

‘Compared to the Millennium Martial Arts, the depth of research in Auror is not that deep. Is it because each family manages the operation of Auror in a more closed manner than the martial arts world?’

Since the Demon King’s Allied Forces were defeated a thousand years ago, there have been no major wars on the continent. It took 300 years just to recover from the damage caused by the Demon King’s Allied Forces’ invasion, and as a result, everyone was reluctant to go to war.

Perhaps because of this, compared to the world of martial arts, which is constantly experiencing large and small disturbances such as the Jeongma War, Jeongsa War, the Blood Cult’s activities, and the appearance of Jang Bo-do, the depth of Aura was shallow.

Unlike the martial arts world where the level of martial arts rises rapidly through great ups and downs, as if a big wave had to wash over everything before it could be cleaned up, this place was where the rules of martial arts were managed in a closed manner by each family.

What doesn’t flow rots.

If you don’t research, the results are bound to be minimal.

That’s why it would be a great discovery if Benio just explained the basic internal energy management and blood circulation that he knew in the martial arts world.

“This is the great blessing of our swordsmanship department.”

“It was thanks to the consideration of the Dean of the Department who allowed me to have my name on the thesis while I was still a cadet.”

“Good things should be shared. Not kept to yourself like other idiots.”

The papers published by Jupiter Academy are published on all continents. For Benio to be listed in such a place means that the cadets’ future lives are on the right track.

This is because the academy’s thesis has enough recognition and credibility to advance to a career as a swordsmanship instructor or researcher even after graduation.

“The Dean of Rambledore, the Inquisitor Armada, they all have a lot to say about you. Hehe. But out of all of them, they said I was the best?”

“Of course, Dean.”

Benio smiled brightly. Naturally, Benio goes to Rambledore and tells him that he is the best, and goes to Armada and tells him that he is the best.

It’s a bit of a worldly trick.

“Oh, that’s right. I have something to tell you.”

“Please speak.”

“The Academy Exchange will be held in three months. You know about the exchange, right?”

Academy Exchange Exhibition.

Benio nodded. Giovanni, who was already a foul-mouthed and blunt person, had been babbling about the exchange so much that it was painful to his ears.

‘It was said that those who stood out here became national heroes or celebrities.’

A person who excels in swordsmanship is a swordsman.

Those who excel in magic are magicians.

Those who stood out in administration were high-ranking officials.

The Academy Exchange Competition is a talent selection competition that aims to select future talents in this way.

Of course, it goes without saying that the honor of each academy was at stake.

‘In any world, it’s the same with the rich and famous talking about who will become great.’

Things like Oryong and Chilbong. Whether it’s the martial arts world or here, people are always talking about who will be the better martial artist based on their later index.

But I would have preferred an exchange war.

‘Because the reward is certain.’

This is an exchange competition to select future talents, and since the honor of each academy is at stake, each empire, kingdom, and academy offers prizes that can serve as a clear motivation.

“Is there any problem with my participation?”

When Benio asked, Lazio shook their heads.

“That can’t be. Anyone can participate in the preliminary round. But you know.”

Lazio said, glancing at Benio.

“Of course you will compete as a swordsman, right? You are a swordsman, after all. Right?”

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