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Rudeus was momentarily stunned.

"Huh?"

Sylphie also wore a confused expression.

Then, Rudeus seemed to understand something. He turned to look at Sylphie.

"Magic, huh? I guess that's fine... This way, if we're not around and Sylph gets bullied, she can fight back with magic."

"I..."

Allen nodded repeatedly.

"Right. So it's more appropriate for you to teach her, because I don't know any magic at all."

"Um..."

"Ah, what a hassle... But since it's Allen's request, I guess I can reluctantly agree."

"...You, if I hadn't said anything, you wouldn't have taught him...?"

"? Why should I teach him magic? It's obvious you should teach him—"

Sylphie failed to interject twice. She looked left at Allen, then right at Rudeus, and seeing that neither of them had any intention of listening to her, she grew anxious.

"I... I want to learn swordsmanship!"

As she spoke, they had already reached the large tree on the hill.

The wind was gentle.

It blew away the end of Rudeus's sentence—"it would be better if you taught him swordsmanship"—into the air.

He blinked, and a wide grin slowly spread across his face. He turned to look at the stunned Allen with the smile of a troll.

Hehe, Lord Allen, it seems your little shota doesn't want to learn magic from me. He wants to learn swordsmanship from you instead. What are you waiting for?! It's a perfect training opportunity! Hurry up and say yes!

Allen's mouth opened and closed like a goldfish. He was completely bewildered.

Huh? This butterfly effect is too much. You, a carrier of the Laplace Factor, want to learn the sword? Are you kidding me?

"Why?"

Sylphie blinked.

She then turned and made a slashing motion with her small hand towards the spectating Rudeus. As her pointed ears twitched in the air, her hand-chop adorably struck the air in front of her, accompanied by a little "swoosh" sound.

Rudeus was unharmed, but his lip twitched.

Allen stumbled where he stood.

"No! Wait, don't tell me you think projecting Touki from your sword is cool?"

Sylphie and Rudeus both looked at Allen with surprised expressions, tilting their heads.

"Is it not cool?"

They said it in unison.

Allen was stunned for a moment, then his face fell.

Wait! This butterfly effect is a bit too obvious. In the original story, although Rudeus thought swordsmanship was good, he never reached the level of thinking it was 'cool.' And Sylphie is even more ridiculous, specifically asking to learn the hand-chop Touki projection. No, you're supposed to be a specialist in no-incantation healing magic. This isn't for you. What kind of healer brings a knife to a melee brawl?

Sylphie, seeing Allen's expression gradually turn serious, looked terrified.

Rudeus, on the other hand, put on an air of 'this has nothing to do with me' and walked over to admire the wild calligraphy Allen had carved into the tree yesterday. But his occasionally twitching ears showed he was still in full troll mode.

Sylphie watched Allen, who remained silent for a long time, and shrank back, her eyes darting about.

Oh no... does Allen not want me to learn swordsmanship?

"Th-Then..."

"If... if Allen doesn't like it, I'll learn magic with Rudy. That's... that's fine, too. Magic... is okay. I can help you... blow... blow-dry your hair, Allen."

A gust of wind blew past, mussing Allen's and Rudeus's hair.

They both looked at Sylphie with incredulous expressions.

"Huh?"

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"I see. So Sylphie has never seen anyone properly demonstrate attack magic."

After a flurry of confused explanations, Allen discovered that Sylphie had never seen attack magic. Her father, Rolls, was a good archer, but knew nothing about magic. Her mother was a typical housewife, skilled at sewing and cooking, but couldn't use magic.

So, compared to magic that 'just simply produces hot water and then dries hair,' she was more inclined to learn Touki that could smack someone in the face with mud with a flick of the wrist.

The latter seemed more powerful.

It was very much in line with the values of a child her age—to be interested in whatever seems strongest.

That makes sense. Rolls's mother, Elinalise, was a swordswoman, so it's normal that he never learned magic while being raised. And Sylphie is only five and in such a remote village. It's perfectly normal that she's never seen magic.

Allen looked at Rudeus, who was currently chasing Sylphie around the tree with a combination of Heat Hand and Wind magic, shouting things like, "Hurry up and learn so you can blow-dry your beloved Lord Allen's hair!" and couldn't help but facepalm.

'Blow-dry my beloved Lord Allen's hair?' What the hell.

"Rudy!"

Rudeus, still chasing Sylphie, turned to look at Allen.

"Huh?"

"Stop messing around. Since she's never seen proper attack magic, you demonstrate it for her."

Rudeus's face fell.

"Can't she just learn swordsmanship?"

Allen glanced at Sylphie, who was watching him timidly, and sighed silently.

"I've observed her. Her physical condition... is not suitable for learning the sword. Swordsmanship relies heavily on talent. Don't be fooled by Pau—Master's carefree demeanor, as if he became a master swordsman with little effort. He is, strictly speaking, a genius at the sword."

Rudeus paused.

"Is that so..."

Allen looked at Rudeus, the smile on his face gradually fading. He had suddenly realized that Rudeus had already reached the Saint-tier in magic.

"...Rudy, according to Roxy, your talent for magic is terrifying. You can even use no-incantation casting and have already reached the level of a Water Saint Magician. And you reached Water Saint level because that was the highest level of magic she could master, not because that was the limit of your ability."

Hearing Allen relay Roxy's praise for him, a smile began to bloom on Rudeus's face.

But the next sentence wiped it clean off.

"So, I'm very curious. What level has your strength reached now... If we had enough distance between us, between you and me, who is stronger?"

Rudeus looked at Allen's serious face and said, stunned, "What are you talking about? You're my swordsmanship teacher. Of course you're stronger, Allen."

Allen looked at Rudeus, his expression blank.

"I'm saying, with my swordsmanship against your magic, who is stronger?"

Rudeus's face fell even further.

"You can even hold your own against Father. Of course, you're..."

"Do you really think so?"

Rudeus opened his mouth, looked at Allen, and was speechless for a long time.

With his gentle, non-aggressive personality, he was at a loss as to how to deal with this unexpected turn of events. Even though he had been granted the title of Water Saint Magician by Roxy, he had never truly felt it, let alone fought against another person. In the future, even as an adventurer, he would be the type to avoid conflict as much as possible.

"Th-That's only natural, right?"

"Use your attack magic on me with your full strength. While you're at it, let Sylphie see the power of attack magic."

Rudeus was terrified. He didn't even notice that Allen had called her 'Sylphie' instead of 'Sylph.'

"...What kind of joke is this."

The next instant, Rudeus felt a breeze brush past his cheek. A gleaming blade was already at his neck.

Under the sunlight, the slender blade shone like a mirror.

Rudeus saw his own pale face reflected in the blade. Even though it was the back of the blade against his neck, he could still feel a chilling coldness from it.

He swallowed hard and followed the blade with his eyes.

Allen, who had been several meters away just a moment ago, was now right in front of him.

He lowered his head, squinted, and leaned down to look directly into Rudeus's astonished pupils.

"I said, see me as an enemy, and use your attack magic on me."

Rudeus stared into Allen's eyes and realized he was serious.

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