Academy’s Genius Swordsman

< 66. Jarudine >

#66

bang! Soon the door opened again. Jarrodin’s skinny body looked just like a humanized Were worm. Jarrodin said in an excited voice.

“Come in. I don’t mind paying a penny if you do my favor.”

“Suddenly?”

“Yeah, come in. hurry.”

The different attitude was disappointing. Ronan and Adeshan suddenly followed Jarrodin.

His office gave the impression that it was too untidy and desolate. Through the overly high windows, only the gray-white sky could be seen.

The only furniture I had was a desk and drawers in the corner of the room, a chair and a desk that was within easy reach. Ronan sniffed his nose and furrowed his eyebrows.

‘I can’t smell anything.’

The lack of scent also heightened the desolate atmosphere. If I had to look for it, would it smell like dust? It was an environment in contrast to Baren’s office, which was always filled with the smell of tea and cookies baking. Jarrodin said, pointing to the desk.

“Sit in moderation. As you can see, I hate complicated things.”

There was no furniture for reception. Ronan sat down on his desk with Adeshan’s hesitating behind him. thud. As soon as Jordin closed the door, the outside noise completely disappeared.

“Hey?!”

Adeshan shrugged. The sudden silence was as shocking as the fireworks exploding next to his ear. Ronan asked.

“Is there a Silent Magic all over the room?”

“okay. I hate being meddled as much as I do being disturbed.”

Jarrodin locked each of the different clasps, one by one. The rustling of the iron was particularly loud.

There were seven clasps, one more than Ronan had expected. Jarrodin’s office, which disappeared from smell to sound, was like a prison for the senses. Jarrodin, who had both latches locked, approached the two.

“Well then, let’s start the story.”

“It is. What is a request?”

“Can you give me the ring first?”

Jarudine held out a hand. Ronan pondered for a moment and handed Sarante’s ring with his left hand on the hilt. If he made any modifications, he would immediately turn him into a one-armed man.

“Don’t just deal with it. It’s something a friend gave me.”

“Of course. By the way, the person who gave this to me is a friend. You have a very valuable relationship.”

“What do you mean?”

“Being friends with a wizard who has lived so long is not easy. He looks well over two thousand years old… he’s not a dragon, he’s an elf. The grain of mana is soft.”

Ronan’s eyes widened. Then, Jarrodin inferred the attributes Sarante mainly dealt with and the habits of using magic.

“I mainly dealt with wind magic, but I knew how to deal with many basic properties. He’s a great wizard.”

“How do you know all that?”

“If you have such a talent, you are earning a living.”

Ronan narrowed his eyes. He was a bit shy, but he was also an unusual person. Jarrodin, who was carefully examining the ring, opened his mouth.

“Anyway, my request is… let me extract a little bit of magic from this ring. Is it possible?”

“You mean extracting magic?”

“okay. It was a car that needed the mana of a long-lived race that had been dealing with magic for a long time. It is an essential material for the experiment.”

“There are a few elves in Phileon.”

“No elf has lived this long. ”

Judging from what he said, Sarante seemed to have lived a long time even by elf standards. Ronan found it difficult to see that he was excited like a child.

I don’t know what kind of experiment he was doing, but he seemed to have been looking for it for quite some time. Suddenly, Ronan snatched the ring from his hand.

“I do not like it.”

It was as if he was not even dreaming. Jarrodin opened his mouth with an expressionless face.

“…why?”

“I don’t mind. What if the ring breaks?”

“I bet it won’t happen. I’m only going to gather enough magical power to use as a sample. Even if the magic power is slightly reduced, it will be restored immediately.”

“I don’t like it though. I’d rather pay.”

“Then go away.”

“yes. Go back, Adeshan.”

“Ro, Ronan?”

Adeshan’s eyes widened. Ronan moved to the door without a single hesitation. He was just about to put his hand on the first latch.

“for a moment.”

Jarrodin’s voice grabbed his leg. Ronan opened her mouth, being careful not to let out a smile.

“why?”

“Then how about this? I don’t know what your problem is, but I will do my best to help you until you solve it. Of course, I’m not getting any money.”

“Adeshan-senpai’s problem too.”

“That’s a different story.”

“I’m fine.”

“Do what you say.”

In the end, Jarrodin surrendered. Ronan turned around, leaning on his heels. Seeing the smile on his lips, Jarrodin twisted his lips.

“I look forward to the future.”

“I hear that a lot.”

Ronan couldn’t hide his smile anymore. I didn’t like the way they asked for money from the very beginning, but I felt a little relieved. Again, the best negotiating tool was earnestness.

“How long does disenchantment take?”

“A few hours. It could be a few days at most. Let me solve your problems before then.”

“How long will that take?”

“A few minutes is enough for mana impurity. I need to know your condition first, so stand over there.”

Jarrodin had Ronan stand in the middle of the office. He placed his hand on Ronan’s back and chanted an incomprehensible spell.

“Wow…”

Seeing the mana spreading through Ronan’s skin, Adeshan shed admiration. Jarrodin, who was analyzing the condition with his eyes closed, tilted his head.

“Huh, this is the first time I’ve seen something like this.”

“What’s wrong?”

“I just woke up a few days ago. Even if it’s just one day… it seems like two days have passed. Have you ever felt mana before?”

“Well, that’s right.”

“However, the sword was manifested….”

Jordin’s expression gradually hardened. His palm, which had been slowly descending down his back, stopped behind his heart. A shrill voice came out of his mouth.

“Are you under any curse?”

“How did you know?”

“Because it doesn’t make sense if you don’t. There must be traces of mana flowing through the body, but now it is completely blocked. It was so clumsy, I almost missed it.”

It was the first time since Sarante that I was caught without mentioning it. Ronan sighed softly.

“…is that also a curse? So is there no way?”

“Wait. I will try to force it open.”

“yes?”

forced? Ronan was about to turn his head. A shock as if struck by lightning suddenly struck him.

“Ah! Fuck!”

It was the same feeling when shooting a sword at Schlieffen. The tingling pain started in the chest and spread through the blood vessels throughout the body.

Ronan crouched down, clutching his head. Fortunately, the pain went away within a few seconds.

“Damn, you are crazy…”

“Gorak!”

It was the moment when Ronan turned around while swearing. Blood gushed out of Jordin’s mouth. Fan-shaped blood splattered on the stone floor. Adeshan ran over in panic.

“professor?!”

“What, why?”

“Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh…! Move···!”

Ronan noticed that he was bleeding not only from his mouth, but also from his nose, eyes and ears. Jarrodin staggered and ran to the desk and began to rummage through the drawers.

He finally found a bottle that looked like a potion and slapped it into his mouth. gulp. Exactly three seconds had passed since the liquid ran down my throat. Blood gushed out again from Jarrodin’s mouth.

“Kuchuk!”

“Ahhh!”

It was mixed with the potion, so it seemed to have more quantity. Meanwhile, La Mancha was absorbing the blood splashed on the sword. Ronan, who hurriedly ran, supported him. His slender body was convulsing like twigs in a storm.

‘Nimi. Aren’t you going to die like this?’

The situation seemed serious. Apparently, Sita went to Nimburton. It was the car that Ronan was estimating the distance to the nearest ward. Jarrodin, who suddenly shakes off Ronan’s touch, clings to the bookshelf like a cicada.

“What are you doing now?”

“Hey, pick up the book I’m talking about. Top left, third column, fifth from right…!”

“I’ll pick the one on the top and the top!”

Ronan and Adeshan pulled out one by one the books that Jarodin was pointing to. A total of ten books were published.

‘Where is this arrangement…?’

Ronan tilted his head. The appearance of a bookshelf with books sparsely running out was familiar to me. Seeing the appearance of the bookshelf, Jarrodin vomited blood and shouted.

“Kashpa, Lunagie, Delphirim…!”

“What?”

It was a memorable spell. There must have been a time when Erzebet sang.

Kugugung! Suddenly, the bookshelf pushed back, revealing a long, dark hallway. Ronan licked his lips. He knew where this passage would lead. Jarudine leaned forward.

“Kurch…Kuhuk…”

“Damn, follow me, Adeshan.”

“Yes.”

Ronan carried Jarrodin and ran down the hallway. I thought it was going to be completely dark before my eyes, and a familiar space appeared. Adeshan opened his eyes and looked around.

“Wow, here?”

A huge library covered with books on all sides. It was Sepharazio, the office of the Professor of Witchcraft Sekrit. A young voice came from somewhere.

“Come on. Jordin.”

“Secret!”

Ronan exclaimed. The child who was sitting in the middle of the study reading a book stood up with his eyes wide open.

“Ronan? Why are you here…”

“It’s been a while, but I don’t have time to say hello. Look at this person.”

“Jarodine? How did you happen to be like that?”

“I do not know either. I said I was going to unlock my mana, and then I suddenly collapsed.”

“I have no idea what you are talking about. Well, see you soon.”

Ronan laid Jarrodin on the floor. The sun was still up, so Sekrit was in the form of a child. He drew a simple magic circle on the floor with chalk and placed his hand on Jarrodin’s forehead. A wrinkle formed between Secret’s forehead.

“Hey, how dare you do such a reckless thing.”

“Why did this happen?”

“Your curse has been transferred to a very small amount. I’ll take it out now, so deal with it quickly.”

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Mumbling something, Sekrit removed her hand from Jarrodin’s forehead. Something like a wriggling shadow was pulled out, clinging to the palm of his hand.

“What the fuck is that?”

Ronan frowned. It was like a miniature version of the shadow I saw in the image world. Secret swung his hand like a sprinkling. The shadows scattered on the floor grunted with a bizarre sound.

-■■■■!!

It was the moment when the shadows leaped towards Jarrodin again. Ronan pulled the hilt. Scratch! La Mancha arced and the shadow split in half. Ronan muttered as if chewing and spitting.

“Damn, I’m not going to have any luck in the morning.”

-■■····.

The shadow disappeared like ashes. Jordin’s convulsions stopped. He hurriedly raised his upper body and spit out the pool of blood in his mouth.

“Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh hehehe Damn it…!”

“You are lucky, Jarrodin. If I had been a little bit later, I would have died.”

Sekrit held out a bottle of water to him. Jarrodin, who emptied the bottle from his seat, wiped his lips and got up. Bloodstains along his nose and under his eyes were hideous.

“Uh-huh…were you two acquaintances?”

“okay. I think I said it once. He is doing an unprecedented curse.”

“It was this student. shit···.”

Ronan shrugged his eyebrows. Sekrit and Jarrodin seemed to have some kind of friendship. The two began to talk about the curse on them. Ronan cut the horse’s waist and intervened.

“What happened? Are you okay now?”

“okay. It’s ambiguous to say that I lived thanks to you, because I almost died because of your curse.”

“How did my curse get transferred to you?”

“It was my negligence. No matter how strong the curse, I thought it would be fine since it had been opened once… but it wasn’t at all.”

Jarudin said that the moment he touched Ronan’s mana blood that had been blocked, the curse had transferred. His face, spitting out a lot of blood, was as hazy as a corpse. Jarrodin said, wiping the blood from his ear.

“Nevertheless, the purpose has been achieved.”

“yes?”

“It’s very subtle, but I managed to awaken the senses. Secret, would you like to take a look?”

“I do.”

Sekrit, who was standing with his back, placed his hand on Ronan’s back. His youthful eyes slowly widened.

“Really, Jordin. How could this happen…!”

“Did I tell you?”

“Ronan. Have you met your father recently?”

“What kind of banging sound is that?”

“Then, have you ever fallen into a pit full of Curse Eyes, or have you ever experienced an event that would greatly affect the curse?”

“…I don’t have anything in particular.”

Ronan said, scratching his head. Although many things happened, there were hardly any incidents that seemed to be related to the curse. Maybe it was Sarante who handed me the ring at best. Secret continued.

“I don’t know why this is happening… but the curse is weaker than it was before.”

“yes?”

“It is literally. A force as strange as the curse in your body is weakening the curse. Just like the wind and rain carve a rock.”

Ronan’s eyes widened. Suddenly I had no idea what this meant. But now the important thing was not to figure out the cause.

“Then can I… now manipulate or feel mana?”

“In theory, yes. Because Jarrodin somehow cleared the road that was blocked. However, this ban is a type that cannot be done at once. In order to use mana perfectly, you have to weaken the curse little by little as if you were peeling off rust.”

Secret was admiring as if he had witnessed the miracle of the crippled getting up. Ronan couldn’t contain his excitement.

He was finally able to pull out the sword that even the less distant ones like monkeys use. Ronan asked in a raised voice.

“How long will it take?”

“Assuming that you train consistently every day, I think it will take about 20 years.”

“Nimi, 20 years?”

Ronan’s face hardened. He was expecting a year at most. 20 years. It was not a strange time for the bald people who destroyed the whole world to build houses and make a living.

It was the car Ronan was trying to say something. Jarrodin, who sat still and caught his breath, opened his mouth.

“…No, it won’t take that long.”