Academy’s Genius Swordsman

< 70. Blood Hook (2) >

#70

It was so terrifying that my shoulders shrugged. Ronan hurriedly turned his head. Red mana, similar to that of Sita and Ophelia, was seeping through the cracks in the door.

“Fuck, what the hell are you teaching?”

Ronan kicked the door and left the building. His eyes widened as he saw what was outside. A crimson mist covered the street.

“Hey, what is this? cloud? Where did you suddenly come from?”

“Isn’t there a strange smell…?”

“Everyone, where have you all gone?! Guys!”

Nothing could be seen in the thick fog. Only the confused voices of the students could be heard here and there. Ronan rubbed his forehead and let out a swear word.

“These crazy things…!”

The culprit was self-evident. He walked into the mist, clutching the hilt. The red mana scattered here and there was leading in the direction of the training ground.

Every time he took a breath, the smell of blood filled his nostrils. Throughout the wandering in the thick air, an ominous pain in the spine made his hair stand up. It was just about reaching the training ground.

-Shoot aa

“Eh?”

Suddenly the fog began to clear. To be precise, it was swirling and gathering in one direction. Eventually, the hidden training ground and Ophelia and Sita standing in the middle caught my eye.

“awesome. To be able to do Blood Mist at once on a scale like this…!”

“Pay!”

“Still, don’t overdo it. It’s a good technique, but it consumes blood so badly… It’s good to do it only when there is enough blood supply.”

Sita was sitting on the training scarecrow’s head, spreading her four wings. All the fog was being absorbed by Sita. The wet feathers were glistening in a dark red color.

Soon the fog was completely gone. clap clap. Ophelia clapped her hands and handed Sita a fish made from blood. Sita, who had absorbed all the mist, bit the fish.

“Byeok.”

“I think we can move on to the next technique right away… This time it’s an attack plane, so take a look.”

Ophelia stretched out her right index finger toward the scarecrow where Sita was sitting. A red sphere was created in front of the slender finger. bang! A sphere fired from the tip of a claw hit the scarecrow’s head.

“Bye! Bye bye!”

“The swordsman’s feet are the same, so it’s cool… It’s a technique I like too.”

Sita flapped her wings and rejoiced like a child. There was a hole the size of an acorn in the scarecrow’s forehead.

“I’ll show you one more time.”

It was the moment when Ophelia, who smiled with satisfaction, was about to perform again. A familiar voice came from behind.

“What are you doing?”

Ophelia turned her head. Ronan with arms crossed was staring at her.

“Ronan? how···?”

“how? Did you even drink? They just wear vampires on their foreheads.”

“It’s not that… obviously I have a veil of transparency and awareness…”

Confused, Ophelia looked around. No action was taken on the open training ground.

“uh?”

Ophelia’s face hardened. Ronan burst out laughing as if he was stunned. The students were gathering one by one into the training ground.

“It’s a good thing. I was just so excited to see it that I forgot. You haven’t even caught Yongke until now.”

“Yeah… this is my mistake.”

“Damn it, just hide it. I’ll stop the others from coming.”

“···no. I can still fix it.”

“What?”

Having regained her composure, Ophelia quickly chanted the spell. A magic circle was drawn on the floor, and the waves of mana spread throughout the nest. The student who came in front tilted his head.

“uh? Who hasn’t been there before?”

“what? Did I not see you?”

“It must have been the fog gathered here…”

Ronan’s eyes widened. For only a few seconds, cognitive impairment, silence, and invisibility magic were cast at the same time.

Ophelia stretched out her index finger again and pointed to the scarecrow with a hole in her forehead. Kwajik! Her elongated shadow rose up in the shape of a jaw and swallowed the scarecrow.

“yes. It is now.”

Ophelia let out a sigh of relief only after confirming that all traces had disappeared. They walked leisurely through the confused students. Ronan opened his mouth as he looked at his hand covered with invisibility magic.

“It’s killing me… that’s why I haven’t been caught until now.”

“It’s nothing. It’s a catch skill that I’ve learned because I’ve been living in hiding…it’s that kid who’s really amazing.”

“Sita?”

Ophelia nodded her head. As she looked around, she muttered with admiration.

“I’ve absorbed all the fog that spread over that wide area… There’s no need to deal with it.”

“How about teaching, do you have any talent?”

“Do you have any talent…? The Shadow Archduke’s childhood wasn’t quite like this. This kid is a genius… No, it’s something beyond that concept…”

Ronan didn’t know who the Shadow Archduke was. Still, seeing what Ophelia, who was always timid, spoke like that, it seemed like a great thing. Sita was sitting on Ronan’s shoulder, looking around stretching.

He seemed to be looking at the waves of mana acting around him. Ronan said, scratching Sita’s neck.

“Did you hear me? You look like a genius Dogs and cows are all geniuses.”

“Byeah~”

Sita purred like a cat. I couldn’t have imagined that I was a being who had smoked such a terrifying fog until a while ago.

“I’ll have to get excited too.”

I thought he was unusual, but it must be like this. If it goes on like this, Sita, let alone Schlieffen, would be pushed back. Ronan, who suddenly remembered Ophelia’s other magic, opened his mouth.

“Hey, can you learn other magic besides blood magic?”

“Ummm, I don’t know about that yet. However, learning two different types of magic at the same time can lead to overload, so I think it would be better to focus on blood magic for now.”

“That’s right. It’s just something I’ve said, so don’t rush it.”

There were a lot of things that seemed very convenient, such as the invisibility and perception impairments that are currently being cast. I thought it would be good to learn it if possible, but I had no intention of rushing Sita.

The two and one returned to the club building soon after. They locked the door and closed all the curtains before releasing the magic. Ronan said, licking his lips.

“By the way, where are you training now?”

“I can polymorph with a bat… I’ll just do it outside of Phileon.”

“Damn, you can’t always do that.”

Still, I felt the need for an individual training ground. It wasn’t just because of Ophelia and Sita.

Schlieffen or Asher. They needed an environment where they could survive even if monsters like Erzebet, who were soon to be recruited, poured out their energy. Ronan muttered as he clasped his hands on the back of his head.

“I’ll try something. There must be at least one space left.”

“yes. Until then, I’ll do it outside.”

The site of the Phileon Academy was wide enough that it would not be strange if there was a dragon’s nest somewhere. Professor Baren, the club’s advisor, was also one of those who knew Ophelia’s identity, so I had no idea what would happen.

“Oh, do you think Sita can handle the essence of fresh blood? Can you teach in four days?”

“yes. With this level of talent . . . it is quite possible.”

“great. Then let’s start slowly.”

The two went straight to work. Ophelia sent a message to Blood Hook that she wanted to change the contact and date. He didn’t forget to write the letter in ink instead of blood, disguising as if it had been written by Jarrodin.

“Tell me there are only two requirements here. No more than one day away from the islands. It should be a closed place. Let them do the rest on their own.”

“It’s a dangerous condition… it’s perfect for little ones to play tricks.”

“What do you mean by that? Please teach me Sitana.”

Ophelia nodded. From that night on, she went outside Phileon to educate Sita. Sita returned to the dormitory just before sunrise.

“Piyaa…”

“What, why are you here? Did Ophelia even hit you?”

“Beep.”

I didn’t know what I was learning, but I was completely exhausted. Sita, lying flat on the bed, fell asleep.

Ronan covered Sita with a blanket and sat cross-legged again. The mana training, which started at midnight yesterday, was still not finished.

“Woo…

He put aside all other training and focused only on mana training. Maybe it was because I wasn’t used to it yet, so whenever I circulated mana in my body, I felt dizzy and headache.

“Shit. It’s not easy.”

Dealing with a force that I had never experienced in my life was more difficult than I thought. If I had wings or a tail when I woke up, I thought it would feel similar. Ronan felt a significant change and went to sleep only as the day dawned.

“A newcomer has arrived. Don’t be shy and be friendly.”

At lunch the next day, he introduced Ophelia to the members. Revealing the identity of a vampire agreed to put it on hold for now. Ophelia, who was nodding as if sleepy, waved her hand in some places.

“Hello, my name is Ophelia. I’m in my 3rd year of magic and came in because I wanted to touch Sita.”

“Oh, it’s Asher. No, it’s Asher.”

“Wow, she’s pretty like a doll… I’m Marya Caravel, a first-year martial artist.”

“Wow! This is Braum Biodan. Only the most prominent people come in here!”

Her self-introduction took place in a place where all the members except Schlieffen had gathered. Marya, who was carefully examining Ophelia’s face, suddenly grabbed Ronan’s shoulder. Ronan frowned at the forearm that was tightened like a python.

“Yamma, I’m choking.”

“Ophelia. When did you first get to know him?”

“yes···? Did we meet at the interview…?”

“I see. Like me, I thought we had known each other before even entering Phileon. Let’s have a good time.”

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Marya said as if showing off. Ophelia tilted her head with an expression that she did not understand the intent of the words.

Ronan was able to shake off Marya’s arm only after using both hands. It seemed to be getting stronger as the days went by.

“Ugh…”

Asher was looking at the two of them with anxious eyes. Lately, my chest keeps tingling, like a bird pecking at my heart. At that time, Ophelia, who was sitting expressionlessly, turned to Asher.

“You are… in memory.”

“My, me?”

“Yeah… the rumors spread all the way to our grade… The kid who got perfect marks in all the written subjects in the midterm?”

Asher’s eyes widened. At the sudden sexual talk, he instinctively shrugged. The poor boy was still tormented by Erjebet, who asked him the secret of his perfect score.

“Yeah, yes, but…”

“Okay… help me later.”

“Do you want help…?”

“If there’s something I’m working on… I needed a smart assistant like you.”

“Joe, assistant?”

Ophelia groaned. Asher remained frozen in fear, not responding. The mana pulsating in her body was more than Erzebet’s, but never less. Ophelia, unable to overcome her sleepiness, got up.

“Then… let me know that you agreed.”

“Come on, wait…!”

Ophelia went up to the second floor, ignoring Asher. It was to sleep in the most cornered room. Seeing this, Ronan shook his head.

“Nucksal is good too. This is why the species that live so long…”

I was worried inside about what would happen if we didn’t get along, but it seemed like it was nothing to worry about. Time passed quickly. It was midnight on Friday when the reply came from Blood Hook.

– Whoa! Whoa!

A skinny crow acted as a messenger. The neatly folded note had only a single blood stain as before. Ronan let out a swear word.

“You ignorant mosquito bastards. Send it on the same day as the appointment.”

“…he came.”

Ronan was waiting in the club building with Sita and Ophelia. He was ready to go out right away. Sita, who had become close friends, was nodding on Ophelia’s lap.

When Ophelia injected mana into the note, the bloodstain changed back to the shape of the map. It was definitely different from last time. Ophelia, who was reading the note, said in a worried voice.

“…that’s not good.”

“what’s the matter?”

“The location suggested over there is unusual. This is .

“It must be because Jordin is your opponent. And it doesn’t matter because it’s a closed place.”

“… did you bring your hair?”

“ok. I got what I put on my clothes last time.”

Ronan held out a small paper bag to Ophelia. There were a few strands of auburn hair inside. Ophelia sighed and opened her mouth.

“…I can’t understand the adventures of humans. Why are you so anxious that a race that can’t live for a hundred years without struggling can’t die sooner…?”

“Because I might not die. By the way, did you make sure you taught Sita how to handle the essence of fresh blood or something?”

“It’s . . . perfect. It’s something you don’t have to worry about.”

“It’s nice. I have to leave right away, so do it right away.”

“···okay. Anyway, don’t get hurt.”

Ronan nodded. Ophelia sighed again and placed her hand on Ronan’s cheek. Mana gathered into her palm, radiating a cool light. Sita’s eyes widened.

“Byeah…?!”