Academy’s Genius Swordsman

< 48. Conclusion >

#48

I couldn’t figure out what the hell was going on. Nabi Rose opened her mouth as she looked at the Dolans scattered on the floor.

“First, arrest this person.”

“Are you talking about the capture…? Where… woohoo.”

The water levels surrounding Dolan faltered. His condition was like meat with a scabbard to allow the seasoning to permeate evenly. Only Ronan, who had already vomited, had other thoughts.

‘A storm sword. It’s not finished yet, but that’s the power.’

I was originally skeptical of Aurors, but recently I have changed my mind. I wanted the auror to bloom quickly. If something like a storm sword or everything works against the giants, it might be really worth fighting for.

‘In order to do that, you have to break the damn curse first.’

First of all, you need to be able to feel and deal with mana. Naturally, the thought of Haeju went crazy. Then Dolan coughed as if he was about to die.

“Cuckoo!”

“Hey, hey! I can’t let you die!”

A few bewildered janitors ran to pick up potions. He was wearing heavy armor, so his running speed was slow. Ronan said, scratching his head.

“Damn it, Sita. Just fix it enough so that it doesn’t break.”

“Byeppa.”

A healing magic circle appeared in front of Sita. Dolan was taken away barely alive. The situation was settled, and Nabirose in pajamas stood in front of the two boys with arms crossed.

“Explain what’s going on.”

“Your clothes are killing me.”

“Shut up.”

Nabirose opened her axe eyes and glared at him. Ronan let out a subtle smile. Her pajamas were embroidered like a pattern with a cute little snake drawing.

“The escort driver who worked for Grancia for 4 years betrayed me.”

Schlieffen, who adjusted her outfit, explained the situation before and after. The betrayal of Dolan, the escort knight, the attack on the dormitory at night… When he heard the word Nebula Clazier, Nabirose’s face hardened.

“The situation is more serious than I thought.”

“yes. It is highly probable that the author is not the end. I think we should go back to the Grancia mansion right now.”

“Let’s go. I will tell the principal.”

Schlieffen got on his horse and left for the Grancia estate. The sound of horseshoes quickly faded away. Ronan clicked his tongue as he looked at Schlieffen’s back as he moved away.

“Wow, you ignorant bastard. I didn’t even say thank you.”

“It is such an urgent situation. By the way, Yongke was also thinking of bringing in Schlieffen. Good job.”

“I didn’t want to look suspicious.”

Ronan nodded. One word from Schlieffen would have had a greater effect on the Duke of Grancia than his thousand words. Ronan, who suddenly remembered the events of his previous life, touched his chin.

‘By the way, why did such a strong man die?’

If my memory is correct, the duke will die a mysterious death a few years later. The frigid sword, Pale Lord, disappeared at that time, and was not discovered until just before the giants descended.

‘No, to whom.’

It’s probably Nebula Clazier. Of course, there seemed to be no possibility that he was killed by Dolan or something like that, but the scary thing was that he didn’t know how many more such writers could exist.

If it was enough to plant an escort knight who guards the Duke of Grancia as a spy, there must have been a lot of sagebrush planted in other places as well. Maybe even here in Phileon now.

Ronan, who predicted a long battle, twisted his lips. His gaze, looking up at the sky in frustration, touched the smoke rising from the dormitory.

“…But where do I sleep now?”

suddenly came to mind. Damn Dolan ruined the room. It was a car I was thinking about whether I should go camping. Nabirose said indifferently.

“There was a problem. Will you come to my accommodation first?”

“···Yes?”

Ronan’s body stiffened. For a moment, I thought everything had come to pass. But she took the form of a human, not a snake.

“…Instructor’s room? Really?”

“Yeah. There’s plenty of space. Rather, it’s unnecessarily wide.”

Know. It must have been an act of simple good will. But that doesn’t really matter.

Ronan, who instinctively scanned the butterfly rose, swallowed. I didn’t notice it normally, but I’m from the south. Even over the puffy pajamas, his assertion was clear.

This suggestion may not be bad.

“If that’s the case, I don’t care…”

It was a car that Ronan was trying to follow her with an expressionless expression. Whoa! Suddenly, the space in front of me turned upside down and an old gentleman in a robe appeared.

“It was a lot of work late.”

“Hey, sir, are you surprised… Principal?”

“It’s been a while, Ronan-kun.”

Appearing from the upside down space was Phileon’s headmaster, Krava Kratir. he said to Nabirose.

“I just heard that you are in a dungeon. I think we need to tighten up our security a lot more. How could something like this happen in the dormitory where students live…”

“I think so too. Ah, Schlieffen left for Grancia Street a while ago.”

“okay. I just checked This is the way to bring me to the area with my horse.”

The usual leisure was not found on Kratir’s face. Just by looking at the mana flowing out of his body, he could see the seriousness of the situation.

Kratir breathed a sigh of relief only when he saw the scene where the magic and mana shield manifested in the main building covered the entire site. He said looking at Ronan.

“…but, I put my mind at ease. Thanks to you and Schlieffen-kun.”

“What the heck, I was just terrified because they suddenly attacked me.”

“Fufu, you always talk about trivial things as if they are insignificant. Then I heard it by accident. If you don’t have a place to sleep right now, come with me today.”

“Yes? No, I already…”

“I have nothing to say. Come on, let’s go.”

“Come on, wait!”

Kratir grabbed Ronan’s wrist. Without Ronan to say anything, the space flipped over again. The two of them disappeared out of nowhere. Nabirose, who was standing idly, turned and muttered.

“…it’s been a crazy night.”

****

“The principal ruined everything.”

“Well? What does that mean?”

Ronan frowned with empty eyes. Sleeping with a copper-skinned beauty turned into a solo conversation with a 100-year-old old woman. It was unfortunate, even though I knew that nothing would have happened.

“Damn it, it’s nothing.”

Had it not been for this old man to have reached the 8th circle, he would have set his beard on fire. Ronan, who was looking around, opened his mouth.

“Where is this anyway?”

In front of Ronan, there was an open space made of rocks. It looked like the summit of some high rocky mountain, but it certainly didn’t seem near the islands. Kratir smiled as he touched his beard.

“This is a place I often come to when I want to get some fresh air. Isn’t the scenery really nice?”

“It’s good.”

Ronan nodded. I had to admit that it was magnificent.

A sea of brilliant stars stretched out overhead, and a sea of pure white clouds beneath the sheer cliffs. The roaring wind ruffled their hair.

“But it doesn’t seem like a good place to sleep.”

“I’m sorry. I have something I want to talk to you about before I go to bed.”

“With me?”

“okay. I should say thank you first. I know that you played a decisive role in the Gran Cappadocia incident and today’s raid.”

Kratir opened his mouth, looking at the sea of clouds. He expressed his gratitude for saving the craftsmen from the underground and for bringing an organization called Nebula Clazier to the surface. About the dormitory raid that just happened today.

“Thank you so much. As the principal of Phileon Academy and as a human Krava Kratir, I am grateful. A lot will change in the future thanks to your performance.”

“It was just something I could do. Oh, please tell Asher and Marya that you suffered too later. Even for that poor bastard.”

“Fufu, of course, I will deliver it properly.”

Kratir laughed softly. He looked proudly at the unprecedented freshman standing in front of him.

A feeling that fate was in control of the meeting. The feelings I felt when I was told to become a disciple of the Archmage Lorhorn in my nosebleed days were blooming again. Kratir, who was silent for a moment, continued.

“But apart from that, these days, your face seems to be deeply concerned. Do you have any concerns?”

“Are you worried? Well, there is.”

“If it’s okay with you, tell me. I’ll do anything this old man can help with.”

“Ugh…”

Ronan drooled. I was wondering if I could say this already. It wasn’t that I didn’t believe in Kratir, but the fucking Dolan incident that happened a while ago raised awareness.

But if he acted like this in everything he did, nothing would change. Ronan, who had made up his mind before long, looked at Kratir.

‘Mana is clean.’

I checked it before, but Nebula Clazier’s unpleasant twinkle was not captured in the mana flowing out of his body. But that was not enough. Ronan looked into Kratir’s eyes and said.

“Principal. Will you do the same to me just once? It is very important.”

“Uh? I see.”

“The advent of the stars is the day we meet the starlight.”

“Is the advent of the stars the day to meet the starlight?”

“Ahayute you bastard.”

“Ahayute…a dog…ki…?”

Kratir followed him with a puzzled expression. There was no sign of the head bulging or exploding. Ronan breathed a sigh of relief and started talking.

“Very good, Principal. I am under a curse.”

“curse?”

Kratir tilted his head. Judging from the reaction, it seemed that he had not heard from Secret. Ronan calmly explained the situation he was in. Kratir’s eyes widened when he heard that he had nine curses.

“Huh… something like that. That’s why I couldn’t handle mana.”

“yes. It’s a serious matter. I think if I can use my mana, I can beat Schlieffen with my toes.”

“I don’t know about the toes, but you are definitely the only talent who can approach the Empire’s Morning Star.”

“Thank you for noticing. So, I mean, headmaster. There is something I want to ask you.”

“I will listen to anything I can hear.”

Ronan grinned. Anyway, I needed to talk to Kratir in order to get the job done right, and it worked. Ronan cleared his voice once and opened his mouth.

“I want to form a club.”

“club?”

“yes. However, since this is a special club, the principal’s permission is required. By the way, I decided that Professor Varen Panashir would take over the advisor.”

“Varen, that friend…? What club is it?”

Kratir asked with interest. Ronan began to explain the plans he had made before he even entered Phileon. While listening to the story, Kratir’s expression changed colorfully.

“I think this is going to cause a lot of controversy…”

“Is it difficult?”

“No, go ahead. Interesting.”

Two seas flowed plainly overhead and at their feet. Ronan explained why he had to get his hands dirty in his school uniform and traverse all kinds of dangerous backcountry until just before the sun came up.

****

The next morning was bright. Even though it was still early in the morning, Phileon’s plaza was crowded with students. It was to see the scene where the monster who attacked the Navardoze coffin the day before was escorted to Rodolan.

– Pyuoo!

A convoy pulled by a griffon was waiting in the plaza of Phileon. Before long, the crowd split, revealing Dolan surrounded by guards.

He lost his right arm, left eye and two fingers, and was wrapped in thick chains wearing the same rag he had worn the day before. Ronan, who was watching the handover, blew a whistle.

“Dolan going to Rodolan. It sounds good. is not it?”

“········”

“It will be fun to go. Because Karakara, a perverted inspirational person, will love you. It seems that Cyrilla’s ears are almost gone anyway.”

Dolan just stared at Ronan, but didn’t respond. The guards in a bird-beaked mask put him in a vehicle. Just before the door closed, Dolan’s mouth opened.

“…you know nothing.”

“ok? what?”

bang. The door is closed. The convoy that took off immediately disappeared into the sky. The students looked at the scene with a mixture of admiration and fear.

“I’m not kidding… I’m going to live a good life…”

“hey! Pick up the griffon feathers!”

Ronan frowned, pondering Dolan’s words. you don’t know anything What do you mean?

‘I wish it was just bullshit.’

After thinking about it, the answer did not come right away. After all, in a few days, Inquisitor Karaka would give you an answer culled from the screams.

Ronan headed straight to Baren’s office. After checking the appearance of being taken away, the steps were light. smart. I knocked on the door, and a familiar voice came from inside.

“Yes, come in.”

Wear Lion, who can pluck the neck of a bison with his bare hands, was pouring tea with Marpez on his shoulder. Baren Panasir, who met Ronan’s eyes, smiled broadly.

“Oh, Ronan student. how are you? That’s good. I was just getting out of the car.”

“The car is gone. It’s time to keep your promise. Baren.”

“Is it a promise…?”

Baren tilted his head. Well, it’s been a while so I forgot about it.

Ronan smiled meaningfully and took a piece of paper out of his pocket. Baren and Marpez began to read the paper Ronan had handed out.

“A letter of permission for the establishment of the club… the adventure club… the advisor professor… Baren Panasir?”

-Pee?

[A group that conducts additional training so that they can gain practical experience through active outside activities and become talented people who contribute to the empire.]

Under Kratir’s signature, the ‘Reason for the founding of the club’ said so.

for now.