Chapter 50 : Chapter 50
Volume 1
Chapter 50 : The Results of His Training
“Young Master~ what are you doing here~”
Her crescent eyes curved beautifully.
Her eyes were lovely.
But to Muen, in this moment, he felt like a little white rabbit being stared down by a predator.
The blood in his body seemed to freeze, and an uncontrollable chill rose from the bottom of his heart.
“Ann… h-how did you find me?”
“Hehe, I could smell Young Master’s scent from ten meters away~”
If yanderes were this powerful, then maybe world peace should just depend on all of you.
Muen had no time to dwell on that thought.
Every muscle in his body suddenly tensed.
Of course, he had never been naive enough to pin all his hopes on the option of “sneaking away unnoticed,” so he had already prepared himself mentally for the possibility of facing Ann head-on again.
All that day-and-night training in the Black Book had not been for nothing!
Bang!
Muen slammed his fist violently against the cabinet door.
The old cabinet door, already somewhat worn, immediately let out a strained groan, tore free from the cabinet, and crashed down toward Ann, who had been blocking it.
Ann clearly had not expected Muen to suddenly strike back, and the force behind it had also exceeded her expectations.
Caught off guard, she was actually forced back step by step beneath its weight.
Muen seized the chance, leaped out of the cabinet, then spun and delivered a fierce kick straight into the cabinet door.
The metal door caved in at once.
Ann behind it, light as a bird with broken wings, was carried along with it and slammed into the wall.
“Sorry.”
Muen muttered a quiet apology, then turned and ran.
But Ann clearly had no intention of letting him escape so easily.
With a bang, the pitiful cabinet door, already battered several times over, was sent flying once again by a tremendous force and shot toward Muen as he fled.
Left with no choice, Muen halted his retreat and twisted aside to dodge it.
And in the instant the cabinet door crossed past him, he suddenly noticed that clinging tightly behind it was a figure like some phantom.
Ann!
Using the cabinet door as cover, Ann rapidly closed the distance.
In her hand, she tightly gripped a blade gleaming with cold light, and without the slightest hesitation, she thrust it toward Muen’s abdomen.
“Do not worry, Young Master. I already anticipated this scene, so I specifically studied human anatomy. I will not hit any vital points,” Ann said expressionlessly.
“That only makes it even scarier!”
Muen panicked for an instant, but he immediately calmed down.
He barely even needed to think.
Almost as if by instinct, the woodcutting knife in his hand rose naturally to meet the incoming blade.
Clang.
Clang.
Clang.
The blades collided, sparks flying as countless tightly packed afterimages danced through the air.
Ann’s offense pressed forward like a storm, the blade in her hand seeming like an extension of her arm.
Every swing was close to perfect.
And yet—
Even so, Ann suddenly realized that she could not do anything to Muen at all.
The woodcutting knife in Muen’s hand moved as if he had been playing with it since childhood.
Not only did it perfectly block her suffocating assault, it even seemed to leave room for a counterattack?
But her young master had grown up under her watchful supervision—strike that—protection.
He had never even held a kitchen knife before, so how was he handling a woodcutting knife this skillfully?
Had he just taught himself?
Ann could not understand it.
Just like she still could not understand how Muen had managed to escape from the cell in the first place.
“Young Master, when did you become this formidable? Have you been secretly practicing martial skills?”
Ann narrowed her eyes.
Her young master really had changed a great deal over the past few days.
“But why did I not notice?”
“Hehe, who knows? Maybe I practiced in my dreams,” Muen said with a wicked grin.
Dagger Combat LV5!
The dagger he had wielded countless times in the Black Book space, the countless deaths he had endured, had finally turned into real results at this moment.
Although a woodcutting knife was not a dagger, the similar blade shape did not affect Muen’s performance much.
He had actually managed to withstand Ann’s assault.
No—not merely withstand it.
The moves of the woodcutting knife in Muen’s hand suddenly changed.
Gone was the purely defensive posture from before; now his attacks became broad and forceful.
At the same time, instead of retreating, Muen advanced and began pressing Ann back.
“What…”
A rare flicker of panic appeared in Ann’s eyes.
Under the pressure of Muen’s rusty woodcutting knife, she actually felt somewhat overwhelmed.
But how was that possible?
Her martial skills, though limited by her role as a personal maid and the small amount of time she had available for training each day, had still been built through several years of steady practice.
But you, Young Master Muen, were under my watch every day.
Where could you possibly have found the time to train?
Had you truly sharpened these skills in your dreams?
“It’s over!”
The instant Ann’s mind wandered, Muen sharply seized the opportunity.
He knocked aside the blade in Ann’s hand, rushed forward, and brought his woodcutting knife down hard toward her abdomen!
At the moment the blade was about to hit, seeing that Ann truly seemed unable to dodge, Muen frowned and shifted the direction of the knife.
He turned the blunt side toward her.
But even with the blunt side, the full-force impact of Muen’s strike as a blunt weapon immediately made Ann’s delicate body curl up, and unconcealable pain appeared on her poised and lovely face.
“It’s over.”
Suppressing that faint trace of heartache in his chest, Muen forced himself to keep a stern face as he spoke:
“Ann, your plan has failed.”
“Hehe, Young Master is so gentle. You actually used the back of the blade?”
“You have not truly done anything to harm me, and besides, you are still my personal maid.”
Muen let out a sigh.
“In any case, it is no longer possible for you to imprison me. Give it up, Ann. I will punish you lightly.”
“Young Master… so you really do still love me?”
As if she had not heard Muen’s attempt to persuade her at all, Ann lifted her head, an unnatural flush spreading across her lovely face.
“I love you too, Young Master. Since that is the case, why not come to my side and stay with me forever?”
“Sorry, but all I can say to this twisted sort of love is no, thank you.” Muen shook his head.
“I see. Then there is no helping it. I can only use even more burning love to move you, Young Master.”
Even though pain still lingered in her body, a frenzied smile curved Ann’s lips.
I want to.
I want to.
I want to have you forever, my beloved Young Master.
“Hm?”
Looking at Ann, whose expression was becoming increasingly crazed, Muen suddenly had a bad feeling.
What was this?
Did Ann still have some other trick?
But from the clash just now, Muen had already sensed that Ann’s overall strength was not actually that high.
Otherwise, she probably would not have resorted to poison and sneak attacks before.
Thinking about it, that made sense.
After all, Ann was his personal maid.
She was responsible for taking care of his daily life, so where would she have found that much time to train?
At most, she was just a little stronger than average.
But at this moment, alarm bells rang wildly in Muen’s heart, as if something very bad was about to happen.
“Damn it, I have to strike first!”
Without the slightest hesitation, Muen swung the woodcutting knife at Ann once more.
Again, he used the blunt side.
But this time, his target was her swan-like neck.
He intended to knock her unconscious.
That was what Muen was thinking.
But…
“Huh?”
Muen suddenly cried out in surprise.
Because halfway through the swing, the woodcutting knife in his hand suddenly stopped moving.