Academy’s Genius Swordsman

< 63. Interim evaluation (5) >

#63

– I’m sorry, Adeshan. Not bad though, right?

“Aww!”

His vision darkened with Ronan’s whisper. Adeshan grabbed her neck and sat down.

‘Bee, it was cut…!’

definitely felt Something sharp and hot passed through my throat. Adeshan tilted her head, shaking her hands and releasing them.

“uh···?”

Contrary to the expectation that he would be filled with blood, there was nothing on his hands. He groped his neck in a hurry, but there were no wounds. Suddenly, a familiar voice came from beside her.

“Come.”

“I, Nabirose Instructor?!”

Adeshan stood up in surprise. As she looked around, she finally realized that this was the first arena where Nabirose’s class was held.

The students who had dropped out were gathering three or five and talking. On one side, medical staff were treating injured students. said Nabirose.

“Keep your head down.”

“yes?”

It was an unknown spell, but Adeshan did it once. Suddenly, Nabirose started stroking her hair gently. Adeshan asked in a confused voice.

“Kyo, Instructor…?”

“Congratulations. three and so on.”

Adeshan’s body stiffened. It was as Ronan said. Her expression, which was about to brighten for a moment, darkened again. A gloomy voice emanated from the inside of her droopy hair.

“…I haven’t done anything.”

“You deserve respect just because you have survived all this time.”

“It was all about chasing after my juniors.”

“no. The blow he showed in the battle against Eiun wasn’t too bad. Even in my opinion.”

“yes? How…?”

“Look over there.”

Adeshan raised her head. Then she noticed that the students were all looking in one direction.

A certain image was projected on the southern wall of the arena. The image, as if taken from the air, as if borrowed from a bird’s sight, was projected onto a familiar island. Adeshan’s eyes widened.

“Wow, that’s where we took the test, isn’t it?”

“okay. It was broadcast from the beginning of the test. Originally, there were more viewpoints, but that’s all that’s left.”

In the video, the battle between Ronan and Schlieffen was in full swing. The students could not take their eyes off the video while doing their own thing.

“Conscientiously, shouldn’t these two be eliminated from now on…?”

“It’s like a battle between wizards, not swordsmen.”

Two tornadoes were writhing and breaking through the forest. The figures of Ronan and Schlieffen disappeared and reappeared for a moment.

Kaan! Whenever the two of them touched, a metallic sound was resounding enough to vibrate the arena. said Nabirose.

“Don’t try to refer to those two. They are weird in many ways.”

“···yes. I know.”

Adeshan habitually pulled up her collar. I wanted to analyze it, but my eyes couldn’t keep up. Schlieffen, who deals with out-of-standard Aurors, and Ronan, who opposes it, were also far beyond the norm. Nabi Rose, who looked at her for a moment, shrugged her eyebrows.

“By the way, that coat doesn’t seem to be yours. Is it the one I think it belongs to?”

“yes? This, this is… So…”

Adeshan hesitated and did not answer. Nabi Rose, who looked up at the blushing assistant’s face, snorted.

“done. He’s a good guy even if he’s ferocious, so do your best.”

“It’s not like that!”

Adeshan shouted loudly. Although she desperately denied this hasty rumor, she did not take off her coat. The battle in the video was approaching its climax. Kaang! Cheers erupted from the students’ mouths each time a metallic sound rang out.

****

Thirty minutes have passed since the battle began. Ronan and Schlieffen who came down the hill were fighting with the forest as a battlefield. Shuah! Every time Schlieffen swings his sword, the sword fires were cutting through the trees. Ronan, who managed to avoid the sword by bending over, rushed at him and shouted.

“Look!”

Ronan stepped on the fallen tree and leapt. He swung vertically and slashed his sword. It was a rotating sword made by Nabirose that was accelerated by the flow of mana.

“Ugh…!”

It was not an attack that could be blocked or leaked. Schlieffen shot a sword forward and retreated with a recoil. Aww! The ground where he was sitting was neatly cut, and the fallen leaves soared upward. As Ronan pulled out the La Mancha that had been stuck in the ground, Schlieffen’s slash flew towards him.

“Inflammation…!”

Ronan hurriedly raised his sword. Kaga River! Sparks flew in the air, and three metallic sounds rang out. Ronan kicked a fallen leaf and blocked his view, leaning back.

“You stupid bastard. When did you copy that again?”

“It was a good skill.”

“This is why I hate geniuses.”

Ronan chuckled. Three slashes compressed into one stroke. It was the technique Ronan used during his first encounter with Schlieffen. Ronan ran away and swung his sword again. The two blades that collided one after another came to a standstill.

The two were able to scan each other’s movements through the sharp blades. Seeing Schlieffen’s face drained of blood, Ronan giggled.

“I just want to see the shape. Are you getting dizzy?”

The dark blue hair, which had always been calm, had long been messed up. He had deep cuts on his right flank and left shoulder. The blood flowing down his thighs seemed to collapse from excessive bleeding if time was delayed. Schlieffen replied dryly.

“I don’t think that’s what you mean.”

“That’s right.”

But Ronan’s condition could never have been better. If it was severe, it was even worse. Drops of blood were dripping from his forehead.

The aftermath of the storm sword that could not be cut or avoided left tens of deep and shallow cuts all over his body. The already raged top was soaked in blood and stuck to the body. Ronan twisted his lips as he felt his legs gradually get heavier.

‘Damn it, I have to put an end to it.’

Schlieffen was gradually adjusting to Ronan’s pace. He was truly the greatest genius on the continent. We had to compete in a forest with many features that would cause variables. Suddenly, the corners of Schlieffen’s lips rose slightly.

“I am happy. Ronan.”

“What kind of bullshit all of a sudden?”

“It is sincere. I am only grateful to the sky for giving me a match like you.”

“This is a funny kid. Yumma, do you think you are the strongest in the world?”

Ronan laughed as if it was ridiculous. Of course, that will be the case in a few years. Schlieffen, who passed the contract, was the best swordsman on the continent that no one could deny.

But not now. Just looking at Nabirose’s aura right now, he would harden like a rat in front of a snake, and his neck would fly off without being able to compete with the current sword lord Zaipa. It was Ronan’s car to rebuke his arrogance.

“Of course, there are many people stronger than me in the world. it’s still But I am confident that I will surpass them all.”

“Are you Jaipa or Nabiroje?”

“Yes.”

“This one is worse than I thought.”

Ronan spit on the floor. Schlieffen continued.

“But Ronan, you’re the only one who doesn’t feel that certainty. you will be stronger Maybe even stronger than me.”

“I know that.”

“I plan to show everything in this match. So you too…”

In an instant, the surrounding mana swirled and sucked into Schlieffen’s body. Ronan grabbed the hilt. Anticipation was swirling over the sword of La Mancha, who drank blood. Schlieffen, who pushed the sword, exclaimed as if vomiting.

“Show me everything!”

Both bodies fell. After reading the flow of mana, Ronan was preparing to attack again. The aura of the storm came up wrapped around Schlieffen’s sword.

“Girl again…!”

Ronan, who spit out swear words, stopped abruptly. Schlieffen’s sword, scattered diagonally, drew a wide arc. Whoops! A huge half-moon-shaped sword was shot towards Ronan.

‘You can’t cut it.’

The storm sword was different from other swords. If you cut it prematurely, you could be hit by a tornado that soared from the point of impact.

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Most of the injuries he suffered now were from the beginning of the fight. The sword that was cut unwittingly became two tornadoes and tore Ronan’s body as it was.

“Ugh!”

Ronan, who had been staring at the sword until he almost touched it, twisted his shoulders. Nettle juice! The black spirit that brushed the nostrils with the difference of a single piece of paper disappeared behind Ronan.

It was the moment when Ronan, relieved, was about to kick off the ground and run. shhh! Another sword flew at an oblique angle and crashed into Ronan’s feet. Ronan’s eyes widened.

“This bastard has the leftovers…!”

I couldn’t see it because it was overlapped with the sword from the previous time. Ronan hurriedly tried to fight him, but Schlieffen fired his sword again, stopping the movement. aah! A storm of mana that spread like an explosion devoured Ronan.

“Aww!”

blood splashed In an instant, deep cuts were engraved all over his body. Ronan swung his sword like a net with a sword strike. I thought things would get better for a moment, but once the wind started to blow, it blew without stopping.

Before long, the shapeless storm was transformed into a tornado with a radius of 10 meters. It was a whirlwind of slashing like a sword strike. Fallen leaves, rocks, and uprooted trees were being blown away by the wind and being decomposed.

“·······Whew.”

Ronan’s figure disappeared from view. No more screams were heard. dump. Schlieffen fell down on one knee. Blood was dripping from his sides and shoulders, forming small puddles under his feet.

“Remnants…”

Schlieffen laughed self-consciously. He shot the sword with an auror hidden behind the general sword. It was an act that would have been unimaginable if it had been him in the first place.

But without such a number of games, it was unlikely that we could win. The two slashes he allowed Ronan during the fight were both serious and serious.

‘Really… he’s like a beast.’

Only after strengthening the physical abilities of the whole body with mana could they fight equally. Schlieffen spit out the blood pooling in his mouth. It was then that the recognition bracelet on my wrist caught my eye.

‘By the way, how does the winner come back…?’

It was cloudy before my eyes. A normal accident did not take place due to excessive blood loss.

The wind was slowly fading away. Objects floating high in the sky were falling. Most of them were disassembled without shape, but only a few large Arumduri trees kept their original shape.

The shadows created by the trees cast over his head. It was a car that picked up a knife to cut properly. An indescribable chill ran through Schlieffen’s body.

“no way.”

Schlieffen shook his head. A shadow protruded from the top of the tree. His face hardened as his eyes met Ronan.

“Isn’t it a drop out…!”

Ronan was dripping blood like a man who had just been rescued from the cauldron of hell. He clings to a huge tree and then desperately beats the rushing wind. Although he avoided being eliminated, serious injuries were inevitable.

‘I have to finish this time.’

Ronan grabbed the hilt. The moment I let go of my heart, I felt like my consciousness would be cut off. He fell straight down towards Schlieffen with his sword in front.

Schlieffen got up from his seat and blew his sword like an interceptor. Scratch! The unstable sword was cut off by Ronan’s slash and disappeared into the sky as it was. Schlieffen clenched his teeth.

“Ronan…!”

Ronan and La Mancha were approaching the moment before they knew it. It was a distance that could neither be avoided nor stopped. Schlieffen, who raised his sword with all his might, struck at his feet. Quang! A tornado with a radius of about 1m surged towards Ronan.

‘Crazy bastard!’

A gust of wind struck Ronan. Each time the sword was swung for defense, the trajectory of the fall was shifted.

Ronan barely raised his head and looked at Schlieffen. He was in such a precarious state that he would die if he got hit with bird droppings. However, it was a distance that the sword could not reach due to a narrow difference.

‘Somehow, just once…!’

Eventually, Ronan gave up the defense and took a stance. A gust of wind blew through in an instant, scratching all over my body. Schlieffen took a breath and fired a slash. At that time, a shock as if struck by lightning ran through Ronan’s body.

“Fuck!”

Ronan frowned at the unexplained pain. But there was no bird to question. He swung his sword with the intention of receiving a slash. For a brief moment, Ronan saw something like a very thin wave shooting down the path of his sword.

“uh?”

Scratch! A red line appeared on Schlieffen’s chest, and blood splattered. At the same time, a slash that twisted the orbit struck Ronan on the neck. The faces of the two were distorted and disappeared.