Academy’s Genius Swordsman

1. A little serious story (1)

#One

The battle was over on the evening of the third day.

The rain still showed no sign of stopping. The rain that hit the skin was more like a whip than water.

“Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh.”

Ronan, who managed to catch his breath, raised his head. The silent battlefield was filled with only the sound of rain.

As the field of view that had been focused on one place widened, a landscape that seemed to have moved a part of hell unfolded before my eyes.

The wasteland that stretched to the horizon was reddish throughout. It was the color of mud mixed with blood.

Scattered over the muddy ground were the fragments that once made up human beings. Blowed-up corpses were floating in puddles all over the place.

Except for him, no moving beings were seen. While I was scrubbing the blade with my collar, I heard a voice from behind.

【 strong. How can a human be so strong?]

It was clearly audible even in heavy rain. It was a voice as deep as a cave in which lava flows. Ronan turned around with a tired expression on his face.

“Are you not dead yet?”

[Ahayute’s obvious negligence.]

About five steps ahead, a huge human was spread out. He was the culprit behind this tragedy. The giant called himself Ahayutera.

Two pairs of wings were attached to the back of the giant, who appeared to be well over 4 meters tall. It had an appearance similar to that of an angel who appears frequently in religious paintings.

His head was shaved like an egg, and his features were distinct. Dozens of deep, long cuts were engraved on his white, muscular body.

The blue blood flowing from the wound formed a puddle around the giant.

【Yes. Not yet.】

Strength entered Ronan’s hand holding the hilt. I just wanted to tear it apart in ten thousand pieces, but I couldn’t afford to do that.

That one vaporized ten legions of the Empire.

Every time the four wings flapped, a storm raged, and every swing of the spear made of light killed hundreds of people. The number of innocent lives lost before the decisive battle could not be counted.

[However, not long ago. Ahayute has been defeated and will soon return to his bosom.]

“I’m glad. Step on dog poop on the way. Fucking squishy.”

Ronan sat on his shoulder and farted. However, seeing that he did not wake up, it was evident that he had suffered a fatal wound. Ronan, who was rummaging through his inner pocket, spit out cursing.

“에이, 개새끼.”

The tobacco pipe I bought for a lot of money was completely shattered. He threw the broken cigarette in the face of the giant and got up.

“Well, do you know what your friends are?”

【friend?】

“Yeah, you bastards who came down with you.”

【Are you talking about Nirvana and Duaru?】

“I don’t know the name… Anyway, it’s different.”

Twenty days ago, three giants descended on the earth. The reason was unknown.

They traveled all over the continent, committing acts of devastation to the point of having to redraw the map. Ahayute was the last remaining giant.

“One was burned by a filthy dragon, and the other was sealed forever by a magician named Lorhorn. I don’t know what you bastards are doing, but it’s over now.”

Ronan longed to see the giant’s expression contorted into despair.

So, I didn’t have to tell you about local information, such as that the Red Dragon Navardoze and her clan suffered damage equivalent to annihilation, or that the Archmage Lorhorn used his soul as a medium for the sealing technique.

However, the returned answer did not meet Ronan’s expectations.

【Good luck.】

“What?”

【The fact that there are no more powerful people like you. You can’t stop us now.]

Ronan slowly drew his sword. The flashing tip of the sword was aimed at the giant’s throat.

“Did you know?”

【Children of the Stars share their senses with each other.】

“Really… you’re a bastard I don’t like until the very end. What do you mean there are no strong men?”

I’m still there.

Ronan did not slurp those words into addition. He was confident that if he actually fought this mass again, he would come to a conclusion in one day. However, Ahayute knew everything.

【I know you are running out of time.】

“her.”

【Strong one. Do not cover the truth with shallow deception.]

The sword trembled slightly, but Ronan did not express it. He thrust the tip of his sword into the giant’s neck.

The tough leather was torn, and blue blood gushed out. Ahayute continued speaking as if nothing had happened.

[This is really fortunate for us. You rotted your talents in the mud. If you had honed yourself, you would have become a huge stumbling block to our dreams.]

“Let’s talk about this. boring.”

【You are a great human being. You can be proud The story of a man who smashed the sky and cut down the stars deserves to be told beyond the horizon of tomorrow. However]

He exhaled like a wedge.

【Your world will eventually disappear in the starlight.】

Scratch!

Ronan’s sword drew an arc.

****

“Answer me if you are alive! No one!”

Ronan shouted as he rolled up his hand and brought it to his mouth. No answer came back.

Ahayute died without a single moan. The blue blood did not permeate the soil and flowed like a river. Ronan peeed on the giant’s corpse and left.

He began to roam the battlefield. It was to find an unknown survivor. Death was present wherever the eyes looked. Avoiding the mutilated corpses and walking was not a cumbersome task.

wow.

Ronan, who was scanning the pale faces, clenched his teeth. Most of them were familiar faces. Comrades in the punishment unit who lived and died together. Ronan whispered bitterly.

“Foolish bastards.”

Punishment units were special forces made up of criminals. The bottom of the army whose duty is to martyrdom. The culmination of mischief where even discipline is not properly captured.

He knew why those who would normally run away with a moderate amount of grunt rushed to death at such a monster.

“Did you think that I was also a little taller? ok?”

Ahayute was strong. Neither the baptism of arrows that cover the sky, nor the Auror Spears of the knights who are said to have done it, nor even the great sword of the Swordsman Schlieffen, called the Imperial First Sword, failed to inflict a decisive blow.

Only Ronan’s sword could cut through the giant’s flesh and drain the blood. No one, not even Ronan himself, could understand why the Scourge’s sword, which could not feel mana, let alone use the Auror, was being eaten by the giant.

However, status was meaningless in a battle where the fate of the empire was at stake. The general destroyed all the existing plans and reestablished a strategy centered on Ronan.

Suddenly, the punishment unit became the most important force under the cover of 10 legions. With the wind in their lungs, the assholes did not hesitate to turn their comrades into heroes.

They ripped and shattered, paving Ronan’s path, and in the end proved the High General’s judgment right.

“You bastards…”

Ronan opened his eyes brightly and closed the eyes of his dead companions one by one. The hardened eyelids were as tough and hard as the skin of an old tree. How many times did you repeat it?

“uh?”

Ronan suddenly felt a faint vertigo rising up her temple.

iron duck.

The ground suddenly stood up and slapped her cheek. My eyes fluttered as if I had been drinking alcohol. Ronan groaned, lying face down.

“Eh.”

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My body didn’t move. Even though the whip-like rain was slashing the face of the side that wasn’t drenched in the mud, I couldn’t feel anything.

The words of Ahayute, who were talking about the rest of the time, ran through my mind. He knew it too. The body after the fierce battle had already reached its limit long ago.

This phenomenon was a kind of declaration made by the body. I will no longer fit in with the pretentiousness of a bastard like you.

“Cuckoo!”

A cough came out of nowhere. It was a cough full of dark red blood. Ronan felt the sensations that had been stagnant in the extreme tension slowly return. Leading the rider was a pain.

“You… Mi…”

If I ever died, I wanted to die looking at the sky. Ronan turned over with all his might. The sky as dark as a diaper appeared. The sun, the moon, and the stars were not visible. Amidst the growling dark clouds, only a white light of lightning flashed at first glance.

“Until the end… this is shit.”

For some reason, Ronan closed his eyes as if he was only feeling better. Now I just wanted to die quickly. When I thought of dying, the days of my life seemed to be floating in the dark.

[This is very fortunate for us. You rotted your talents in the mud.]

Again, the bald man’s words flashed through his mind. It was embarrassing, but it was true.

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Most of the memories that flowed like a ponytail consisted of scenes of people doing stupid things or wasting time like a nerd. It was Ronan himself, not anyone else, who rotted away his shining talent.

“Did you even go to the academy…?”

The talent itself was quickly recognized. Because extraordinary is not something you can hide like poverty or coughing.

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My sister, the only family member, insisted on getting a proper education. You raised him with love and devotion, saying that you can definitely become a great person.

Ronan didn’t like it, so he left the house. It was tedious and burdensome.

After that, he wandered the continent like a wild dog for three years. As with most crimes, Ronan was also dragged into the punitive force for not being able to hold back a moment’s anger. It was, to be exact, what he embroidered himself on.

The military was surprisingly good. If he survived three years, Ronan sat down for seven years in the unit that handles the discharge.

They feed me and put me to sleep if I just cut a knife, but there was no reason to go out. Recruitment offers came from all over the world, but they were all turned down.

The result was something like this.

The invasion of giants took everything. The idiots who had been together for seven years, the friendly sisters, and the country and village that had been indebted to the wanderings also returned to ashes.

Would the result have been different if I had properly learned the sword and devoted myself to training? could you keep it?

I do not know.

It’s a meaningless worry.

Ronan closed his eyes and relaxed his body. I felt my soul slowly leaving my body. Who said death is but a deep sleep…

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Mind…

becoming hazy…

It was a car…

[There is no one…]

A human voice was heard.

“we are here!”

Ronan got up from his seat as if jumping. Mud dripped from the back and the back of the head. He focused all his attention on hearing and listened. The voice came again.

[…] I can’t move because of an injury. No one.]

“Damn it, here it is! I am here!!”

female voice. From the fact that it resonated right in the head, not the ears, he was using the telephony magic.

“Keep talking! I am going right now!”

Ronan, who took the right direction, ran out. My legs got loose and I threw my face into the mud again and again, but it didn’t matter. Only the fact that there were still survivors mattered.

[···here is···.]

The voice grew fainter. Whatever the cause, it was clear that he was dying. Ronan accelerated further. Thoughts stained with regret had long since flew away.

He soon arrived in front of a certain rock. The two oblique rocks were facing each other like a roof, so it was a structure that could shelter from the rain from below.

“Heo Eok… Heo Eok…!”

With each exhalation, the backflow of blood dripped. Ronan wiped his lips with his sleeve and entered the crevice of the rock. The owner of the voice was lying in it.

“you are···.”

And the moment he saw her face, Ronan had to swallow a sigh that reached his chin.

“General.”

It was a familiar face.

“…you are.”

The woman who raised her head with difficulty opened her mouth. Although his voice was dry and cracked, his former dignity did not diminish in the slightest.

He was taller than any other man, and his hair was gray with blood and mud stuck to it. In contrast to him, pale skin that is not white.

Ronan repeated the words as if possessed by something.

“Captain Adeshan.”

Despite seeing all the idols of the Imperial Army, Ronan did not salute. She didn’t have an arm to salute her.