Dark let out a sigh and said, "That was already thirteen years ago. I was just a youth then. As a noble who had received a knight's education since childhood, I chose to specialize in the two-handed swordsman path at the Imperial Academy. Although my mentor tried hard to persuade me otherwise, I stood my ground because I was too obsessed with the agility and versatility of swordsmanship. On the other hand, it was also out of an aversion to the blind loyalty and pedantry of knights. But later on, I gradually realized that combining the two extreme skills of riding and swordsmanship could maximize killing power. Especially on the battlefield, the perfect fusion of horsemanship and unflashy sword-killing techniques could achieve twice the result with half the effort."
"Then how did you acquire the riding skill?" I asked somewhat eagerly.
Dark smiled slightly and said, "Guided by the kingdom's grand mage, I took a few companions to explore the Valley of Death east of Silvermoon City. We were far too naive, thinking that our elementary skills could cut through all difficulties. There, we witnessed fierce magical beasts for the first time, as well as insidious and cruel necromancers. In that battle, apart from me, my other four adventurer companions were severely injured and lost their combat capability. But relying on the power of persistence at the time, I killed the necromancer at the cost of losing an arm. Fortunately, there was a healing master among my companions; his advan…
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