I Became a Swordsman in the Middle Ages.

“I don’t want to work…”

Sisilia left the Knights’ Headquarters with a miserable look on her face.

But to uphold her image, she held strong.

‘…It would have been better if it was an unsolved dungeon.’

She sighed, looking at the mission Edward had given her.

An unsolved dungeon was like a “cold case” in modern terms.

A dungeon that no one had ever cleared.

Conversely, if it was cleared with minimal personnel and no losses, it would be a considerable achievement.

It would also fulfill the request the Queen asked of her.

So she asked Edward for an unsolved dungeon mission, but he immediately refused.
Saying it was too dangerous to take trainees.

‘Well, this isn’t too bad either…’

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[The Tomb of the Skilled]
Rank: Moderate
Discovered in the 483rd year of the Lianen Kingdom. First discovered by Edward Windsor. All rights to this dungeon are delegated to the Windsor Knights.

: Cleared – 3 times so far.
: 8% probability of death

Caution! Insufficient data has been collected so far.
One Black Knight level guide is recommended.
The raid guide is attached on the next page.

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“There’s a chance it’s a hidden dungeon.”

When the difficulty is just right like this, the dungeon’s core is deliberately not removed and cleared several times.

However, the demons are not stupid either, so there is a limit to the number of clears. If it is repeated infinitely, eventually a demon that has grown strong by devouring a lot of ‘fear’ will appear.

Many demons deliberately hide their strength in anticipation of this. A dungeon established by a demon that has hidden its strength is called a “hidden dungeon.”

This dungeon had a high probability of being one.

It’s a nearly 20-year-old dungeon, and it’s only been cleared 3 times.

And…

‘483 is my date of birth.’

There was also something strangely disturbing about it.

“…I hope it’s a well-aged demon.”

Sisilia muttered softly and headed to where the trainee knights were.

***

“Sigh, when will we be able to go up?”

East of Theresia, at the Windsor trainee training ground.

Those who had not yet obtained the Windsor cloak were taking a short break after hard training.

“I don’t know. We have to do our best.”

“Looking at the recent pass rate, I can only sigh. How has it been 5 years without a single person passing?”

There were two main ways to enter the Windsor Knights.

One was regular recruitment. The Windsor Knights hold a test once every 10 years. If you pass there, you can immediately become a formal knight.

The other is to become a trainee knight like them for various reasons. If your skills are recognized as a trainee, you become a Windsor knight.

Of course, there are exceptions. That is scouting. Even if it’s not during the recruitment period, if you have outstanding skills, you can join without taking the test.

But it’s very rare. In the last 10 years, Sisilia was the only one who joined through scouting.

“She’ll definitely make it, right?”

“Are you talking about Betty?”

While everyone was resting, a girl diligently swung her sword and caught their eye.

Her name was Beatrice Schwarzfeder.

She was currently the top trainee at Windsor.

“Will she make it? She’s the strongest, and among the high-ranking knights, Sisilia likes cute things.”

Trainee knight Dessen narrowed his eyes and looked at Beatrice.

Sitting down roughly, perhaps tired, and breathing heavily… she was cute.

“Hmm… but Sisilia doesn’t have a faction, does she?”

“Is that even worth mentioning?”

He shook his head. How can someone who dreams of Windsor be so uninformed?

“Most of the time, to join a faction, you have to be in a similar ‘class’ to the high-ranking knight in the first place. With Lord Lude, you have to be able to use at least a little magic, and Lord Leorick only picks handsome people. Sir Zeriway only picks alcoholics. Now, here’s the question. What class is similar to Sisilia?”

Dessen frowned and put his hand on his forehead.

He heard that even now, there are more than 10 Windsor knights who want to belong to Sisilia without any affiliation.

However, Sisilia has not chosen a single knight. She just exists alone nobly. But that’s an even more popular point.

“I don’t really know?”

“It’s obviously a pretty girl!”

The trainee knight who was explaining shouted loudly as if insulted.

“…Is that something to grab someone by the collar for?”

“Of course! It’s deplorable that a colleague who has to entrust their life to you lacks so much judgment!”

“Okay, calm down first. Anyway, I’m convinced. That’s right. Sisilia is the only female knight in Windsor. It also makes sense that she hasn’t created a faction.”

“But our class has a lot of women because of Sisilia’s influence.”

He, for example, worshiped her every day.

With the trainee knight’s serious remark, the instructor appeared at the training ground.

“Congratulations! You maggots!”

While staring intently at the instructor, wondering what he would make them do this time.

“It’s your first deployment!”

The eyes of the trainee knights widened.

“Y-you mean a mission? We’re finally getting a chance?”

“That’s right! If you stand out in the raid, you can immediately become a regular.”

That was the most hopeful news they had heard recently.

“W-who is the guide? Can you tell us?”

The instructor grinned. He couldn’t help but anticipate their reaction.

“One of the most popular in the Windsor Knights.”

“T-then could it be…”

“Yes. Sisilia Windsor. The Sword Maiden herself will guide you to the threshold of death.”

Wooooo!

Soon, the training ground was filled with a deafening roar of cheers.

***

“Long time no see, Instructor.”

Sisilia stood in front of a cabin with a basket full of fruit.

Inside, bald instructor Marcus was polishing a sword. He was delighted to see the visiting guest.

“Sisilia, you’re here.”

“Yes. I’m glad to see you’re healthy.”

“I may be retired, but I was once a Windsor too. 10 more years is nothing.”

Marcus put down the sword and smiled broadly at Sisilia’s fruit basket.

He received the basket preciously and brought tea.

“It’s been over 50 years since I became an instructor, but you’re the only one who brings something every time you come.”

“Because I’m your student.”

“Student my foot. You finished the test in 5 seconds from the beginning, didn’t you.”

‘I was a bit busy then.’

Sisilia recalled what had now become quite a thing of the past.

Even for her, she didn’t immediately become a formal knight with a single rampage at the headquarters.

At first, she was a trainee. Of course, she smashed Marcus, who wanted to see her skills first, in 5 seconds and immediately became a formal knight.

“You were only 6 years old then. 10 years ago, my wrists were still intact, but I never thought I’d lose in a spar.”

“Do they still hurt?”

Sisilia’s eyes were filled with worry. Marcus smiled with his wrinkled face.

“Yes. Time got the better of me.”

“Please take good care of yourself.”

“Haha! Don’t worry. No matter how worn out my sword gets, not another trainee can take me down.”

The figures of the knights lined up at the cabin window were faintly visible.

For some reason, they seemed motivated.

“Is there no one who can pass the test?”

Marcus shook his head, saying absolutely not.

“No. This class is terrible.”

“Is that so?”

“Comparing them to you makes me sigh. There won’t be anyone for about 5 years.”

Marcus declared. If he declared it to that extent, there really must not be anyone.

“The test isn’t easy, but it’s not that difficult either.”

“Hmph, they’re stupid fellows who can’t even notice they’re being tested. I’m getting tired of acting too.”

‘How can they not notice that?’

Sisilia had a pure question.

Windsor Knights trainee. There was only one way for them to be recognized as formal knights.

Defeating the swordsmanship instructor. Of course, noticing that it was a test condition was also part of the test.

To that end, Marcus was restricting his strength even now. He was known as the Sword Emperor. It would be normal to sense something strange.

She was a bit surprised that no one had noticed this yet.

‘So that’s why Edward sent me.’

Indeed, it would be troublesome if new recruits went extinct like this.

“So I have another favor to ask of you. Match the beat well.”

“Yes.”

“Ah, but there is one fellow who noticed. They just didn’t execute it because they lacked the skills.”

“Who is it?”

Marcus grinned and sipped his tea.

“Figuring that out is part of the fun of this mission, isn’t it?”

“Yes…”

Sisilia stood up from her seat and bowed her head.

“Then I’ll get going. I’d feel bad making them stand too long.”

“They’re still immature brats, so you can make them stand all day.”

“That’s too harsh.”

Marcus laughed out loud a little. It was a big laugh he hadn’t had in a long time.

“Are you the one saying that?”

“??”

Sisilia tilted her head, not knowing what he meant.

Where else can you find a superior as kind as the pretty and amicable Sword Maiden?

***

“Hello.”

Sisilia walked in front of the tense trainee knights.

Sisilia was treated like a cute little sister within the Knights, but she could act a little haughty here.

Stepping onto the podium, she blinked and looked around once.

‘They’re a bit sour.’

Although slightly spoiled, this much still barely fell into the category of beginners.

The disciplined knights were cute too.

‘Let’s teach them sincerely and diligently.’

“I’m Sisilia, who will be guiding you from now on. Let’s all do our best with the goal of returning safely.”

Clap clap clap-

The applauding knights thought,

‘She’s a real angel.’

‘Definitely an angel.’

‘Cute, pretty, kind, and even skilled. How can someone be so perfect?’

“First, let’s check your luggage. Everyone, please line up in a row with your bags.”

At Sisilia’s words, the knights, who answered loudly with sharp postures, brought their luggage one by one.

She meticulously examined the luggage. The knights who saw Sisilia up close blushed and swallowed dry saliva.

“Is this a potion?”

“Yes!”

“What’s that sword?”

“It’s an enchanted weapon given by my family lord! It shoots fire when used!”

“I see. Please put it on my right.”

Everyone seemed pumped up.

Potions that could reattach an arm, and artifacts worth a decent mansion.

Sisilia checked and classified them one by one, including those things.

“I think this is enough.”

Sisilia straightened her crouched back and stood up. Then she leisurely drew her sword and reached out to the right.

At that moment—.

Boom!

“…!”

A huge mass of wind crushed the luggage.

The luggage was nowhere to be found.

“Water.”

Sisilia put the sword back in and stepped down from the podium.

“Bread.”

The knights’ pupils were shaking uncontrollably.

“Sword.”

Step.

Sisilia stopped.

“A knight needs nothing else.”

Except for Sisilia’s voice muttering indifferently, the training ground was as quiet as a mouse.

“Then, I will explain the mission.”

Sisilia took out the mission letter and read it.

“Rank is moderate. Cleared 3 times. 8% mortality rate.”

The frozen knights seemed unable to hear Sisilia’s voice.

However, some mustered up courage and stared at Sisilia’s mouth.

The raid strategy would come out next. They had to remember it without missing a single word.

However—

“The raid strategy is a secret.”

The corners of Sisilia’s mouth lifted slightly.

At the same time, the strategy book in Sisilia’s hand was torn to shreds.

“Because it’s more fun that way.”

The trainee knights felt it then.

That their future,

‘We’re screwed.’

Was considerably dark.