From Old Country Bumpkin to Master Swordsman in Isekai/Story
| Plot 1: Master Swordsman in Isekai | |
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An ordinary morning. Around a corner in Drakenberg
, the sound of intense metal clashes and roars echoes — Hey, you over there, stop right there!!!
Please, listen to me! I'm not an intruder!
In the square, a middle-aged stranger anxiously
defends himself. Despite his flustered expression, his sword moves with precision and grace, effortlessly countering Ira's fierce attacks. (Such strong swordsmanship. But he
doesn't seem hostile. Pulled in by an unseen force? Could it be?) Hey there, it's me!
Suddenly, a cheerful voice erupts. Turning around,
the said 'genius' is waving with a big smile. This morning, I was inspecting the magus's
summoning circle and thought of trying to summon someone else! Guess what? I ended up summoning five guests from another world! An amazing surprise… You summoned
5 guests from another world? Where are the others? Master!
I was summoned as well.
The recent battle nearly destroyed the street ahead.
The middle-aged man, known as Beryl, sheaths his sword and bows his head in sincere apology. I'm sorry; I couldn't control the intensity of the battle.
I'll compensate for the damage caused. It's alright, it's really not all your
fault. Hermes? Hermes, where are you? There's still one more guest from another world. I
wonder where to? I'll go investigate! I'll leave this to you, Player !…
Player , I've got an idea.Hey, you're Beryl, right? Could you help train the
guards in Drakenberg? I'll pay you, and you can use the money to cover the damages! Uh, thank you. But I'm just an ordinary countryside
man. No problem, let's do it. My master trained the knights
of the Liberion Order before, so he has plenty of experience. Are there any other commissions to earn money?
Send them my way! My master is amazing, he often helps adventurers with me! Honestly this is a bit much. But, I'll help. After all, the
'culprits' of this event are my kids. I'll handle the commissions and other chores! | |
| Plot 2: Commission [Train the Guard] | |
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Guard
Mr. Beryl is incredible! I couldn't see how he made a
single move with his sword! A soldier who witnessed the battle muttered in awe.
Guard
That sword skill… I couldn't even catch a single move!
Even with a broken broom, I probably wouldn't stand a chance. That remark unexpectedly turns the situation in a
surprising direction. Citizen A
Huh? Can the new Swordsman really duel with a
broom? Citizen B
What? Can that Swordsman really use a broom as a
sword? Citizen C
Seriously? The Swordsman really using a broom as
sword? No, my sword is just an ordinary sword.
Beryl's objection is ignored.
And so, the peculiar misunderstanding begins to
spread—the bizarre reputation of 'Swordsman Beryl' quickly spreads throughout Drakenberg. | |
| Plot 3: Commission [Train the New Guard] | |
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Is this commission to 'train the new
guards'? Mr. Beryl, could you please— Leave this to me, alright?
Suddenly, a cold voice interjects.
Commander
Young lady, who are you?
The captain looks at the girl in front of him, a hint of
confusion on his face. Commander
No, this is a very important training. If possible, I'd
prefer to entrust it to a man who…Hmm? Before he can finish, a soft metallic 'snap' echoes.
By the time he comes to his senses, the weapon in his hand has quietly slipped away, landing firmly in Allucia's grasp. Commander
…!
The surrounding soldiers gasp. However, Allucia has
no intention of showing off; she simply returns the weapon to the captain with a clean, swift motion, then quietly states her name. I am the Commander of the Liberion Order, Allucia
Citrus. I once studied swordsmanship under Master Beryl. If you don't mind, may I take on this duty in place of my master? Commander
Incredible! Just Incredible! Just like Mr. Beryl, or
perhaps even better—it's impossible to catch a glimpse of the moves! Commander
Great! We have another reliable coach! Miss Allucia,
we'll also need your help keeping things in check in the future for commissions related to safety! | |