Chapter 50: Results of Exercise
“Master~ What are you doing here?”
The crescent moon curved gracefully.
Her eyes were beautiful.
But at this moment, Muen felt like a little white rabbit being stared at by a predator, his blood congealing, and an unstoppable chill creeping into his heart.
“An… How did you find me?”
“Hehe, Master’s scent, I could smell it from ten meters away~”
So if being a tsundere is so effective, should we just rely on you for world peace?
Without thinking much, Muen’s muscles suddenly tensed up.
“Of course, he couldn’t be naive enough to pin all his hopes on the “sneak away” option, so he had long prepared himself for the prospect of facing An again face to face.
The relentless training day and night in the black book was not in vain!
Bang!
Muen suddenly slammed his fist against the cabinet door.
The already somewhat old cabinet door immediately emitted a mournful creak under the unbearable pressure, detaching from the cabinet and pressing towards An, who was bracing against it.
An seemed caught off guard by Muen’s sudden attack, and the force exceeded her expectations. Caught off guard, she was pushed back step by step.
Seizing the opportunity, Muen leaped out from the cabinet and then lunged forward, delivering a powerful kick onto the door.
The metallic cabinet door instantly caved in, and An, who was behind the door, was carried by the momentum and crashed lightly against the wall, resembling a bird with clipped wings.
“Sorry,” Muen muttered under his breath, then turned and fled.
But it seemed An wasn’t planning on letting him escape so easily.
With a loud bang, after being slammed several times, the pitiful cabinet door was once again forcefully sent flying, swiftly hurtling toward Muen, who was fleeing. Muen reluctantly halted his escape, sidestepping to evade.
In the moment of collision between him and the cabinet door, he suddenly noticed, to his horror, a shadowy figure lurking behind the door.
An!
Concealed by the cabinet door, An swiftly approached, a blade glinting coldly in her hand, showing no mercy as she thrust it towards Muen’s abdomen.
“Don’t worry, young master, I anticipated this scene long ago, so I specifically studied human anatomy. I won’t hit any vital organs,” An said expressionlessly.
“How terrifyingly prepared!”
Muen panicked for a moment, but immediately regained his composure.
Without even thinking too much, almost instinctively, the wooden sword in his hand was raised naturally, meeting the incoming blade.
Clang.
Clang.
Clang.
The blades clashed, sparks flying, weaving countless elusive afterimages in the air.
An’s assault was relentless, akin to a torrential rain, pressing relentlessly step by step. The blade in her hand seemed like an extension of her arm, each swing approaching perfection.
However,
Yet, even so, An suddenly realized that she couldn’t lay a finger on Muen.
The wooden sword in Muen’s hand seemed to have been wielded since childhood, soaring effortlessly. Not only did it perfectly withstand her suffocating assault, but there was also a faint hint of a counterattack?
But the young master had been under her watchful (scratched out) protective eye since childhood, never even holding a kitchen knife. How could he handle a wooden sword with such proficiency?
Self-taught?
An found it hard to comprehend.
Just as An couldn’t figure out how Muen escaped from the cage.
“Young master, when did you become so skilled? Were you secretly practicing martial arts?” An squinted, noticing how much the young master had changed these past few days.
“But why didn’t I notice?”
“Hehe, who knows, maybe I practiced in my dreams,” Muen smirked devilishly.
Dagger Combat Skill Level 5!
The countless daggers wielded in the void of the Black Book space, the countless deaths experienced, finally manifested into tangible results in this moment.
Although the wooden sword was not a dagger, its similar blade shape didn’t hinder Muen’s performance. He actually managed to withstand An’s assault, no, not just withstand it.
Muen’s movements with the wooden sword suddenly changed, breaking away from his previous defensive stance and launching into an aggressive flurry of attacks. At the same time, he didn’t retreat but instead pressed forward towards An.
“What…?” A rare hint of panic flashed in An’s eyes.
Underneath Muen’s rusty wooden sword, she found herself feeling overwhelmed. But how could that be?
Her martial skills, although limited due to her role as a personal maid and the scarce time available for training, had been diligently honed for several years.
Yet, Muen, the young master, was under her constant surveillance every day. Where did he find the time to practice? Was it really trained in his dreams?
“It’s over!”
In that moment of distraction, Muen seized the opportunity, swiftly disarming An and then lunging forward. His wooden sword aimed straight for An’s abdomen!
As the wooden sword was about to strike, seeing that An seemed truly unable to dodge, Muen frowned and changed the direction of his swing.
The back of the blade facing her.
But even with the blunt force of the back of the blade, the full force of Muen’s strike caused An to recoil, her graceful and dignified face contorted in pain.
“It’s over.”
Muen suppressed the twinge of pain in his heart and forced himself to maintain a stoic expression.
“An, your plan has failed.”
“Hehe, Young Master is truly gentle. You used the back of the blade, huh?”
“After all, you haven’t really done anything to harm me, and you’re still my personal maid.”
Muen sighed. “Anyway, you can’t imprison me anymore, An. Give it up. I’ll go easy on you.”
“Young Master… Do you still love me after all?”
As if not hearing Muen’s counsel, An lifted her head, her pretty face flushed with an abnormal crimson hue.
“I love you too, Young Master. Since that’s the case, why not come to my side and be with me forever?”
“Sorry, but I can only decline such a distorted love,” Muen shook his head.
“Well, if that’s the case, then I’ll just have to use my even more fervent love to win you over, young master.” Despite the lingering pain in her body, a hint of madness crept into An’s smile.
I want to.
I want to.
I want to forever possess you, my dear young master.
“Hmm?”
Watching An’s increasingly crazed expression, Muen suddenly had a bad feeling.
What’s going on?
Could it be that An has other tricks up her sleeve?
But from their recent battle, Muen had already sensed that An’s level wasn’t particularly high. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have resorted to poisoning and ambushing him earlier.
It made sense when he thought about it this way. After all, An was his personal maid, responsible for taking care of his daily life. Where would she find the time to train? At most, she might have a bit more physical strength.
But at this moment, Muen felt a strong sense of foreboding, as if something ominous was about to happen.
“Damn it, strike first!”
Without any hesitation, Muen’s wooden sword once again swung towards An.
Still using the blunt side.
But this time, the target was her graceful neck, aiming to knock her out. That was Muen’s intention.
However…
“Huh?”
Muen suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
Because his wooden sword, halfway through the swing, suddenly stopped moving.
She literally kidnapped him and locked him up tf you mean she hasn’t done him any harm