Academy’s Genius Swordsman

< 81. The Great Operation (5) >

#81

La Mancha drew arcs while slicing the stars as they were. Snack! A red line appeared on the wrinkled neck. As Ronan landed kicking his chest, the old man’s head soared into the air.

“Inspiration?!”

The young man was astonished. The head that fell off like a bouncing disappeared into the clouds. It was unbelievably futile to be the death of a strong man who was once called the blood and wind of Aden.

“Huh, I thought it was going to be really fucked up.”

Ronan, on the other hand, sighed in relief again. It was undoubtedly the protection of the stars that the little old man had invoked. It was the same one used by Phrygia, who tore Sarante in half.

‘Even if he was only half as strong as that girl… just imagining it is terrible.’

The goose came up the back of the gossip. I was about to relocate, but things almost got bigger out of control. The fact that he had the protection of the stars was proof against the fact that he was quite strong within the Nebula Klajie.

But the match has already been won. The corpse of the old man was lying on the Wyvern’s back and trembling. Seeing the blood gushing out from the cross section, Ronan twisted his lips.

“Well, I’m sorry, but what can I do?”

No matter how strong he was, it was over when he died. Ronan kicked the body relentlessly. The corpse, which had stumbled upon the saddle, was soon swept away by the wind.

Even though the occupant died, the Wyvern did not show much reaction. Ronan tapped the Wyvern’s back with his heel and smirked.

“The ride feels good. You must have been well educated.”

“Damn it, Fire Arrow!”

The young man raised his left hand and aimed at Ronan. Combat wasn’t his specialty, but there was no special way. Arrows of fire fired with a short chants were shot at Ronan. Ronan chuckled as he grabbed the knife by turning it around.

“I’m glad I caught the old man first.”

It was a level of magic that fell even if you pretended to. Ronan twisted his shoulders to dodge the arrow, then swung his sword vertically. Nettle! The sword flew in a straight line and passed vertically through the left arm of the young man.

“Ahhh!!”

The young man grabbed his left arm and fell. Ronan, who jumped immediately, moved to the Wyvern where he was, and fired a slash at the same time. Scratch! The left arm of the tattered young man was neatly cut off.

“Heh Uk…!”

The young man’s consciousness was cut off by the unbearable pain. When the caster was neutralized, the madness that was covering the eyes of the Wyverns disappeared. The Wyvern who was carrying the young man suddenly twisted his body.

“Keek!”

“Shit.”

Ronan hastily shoved La Mancha into the Wyvern’s back. The wyvern, who had been roaring in pain, began to struggle even more wildly. At that moment, the body of the young man, who had lost the reins and staggered, was thrown outward.

“no!”

Ronan reached out his hand urgently, but missed it by a narrow margin. It was the moment when the cloud was about to swallow the young man. His body, which had been spinning and falling, suddenly stopped. Ronan, who understood the situation, called for joy.

“Yes, Asher! That’s right!”

“My, I got it!”

An invisible hand was holding the young man. It was Asher’s magic, the Invisible Hand. He was still clinging to the Wyvern’s head and trembling. Ronan exclaimed.

“Good job, pull it up!”

“Yes!”

Asher raised her clenched fist. He laid the limp young man’s body on top of the yellow wyvern.

The reason was unknown, but the yellow Wyvern the old man was riding on was maintaining a calm flight trajectory even though the caster was stunned. The red Wyvern, who was running rampant with Ronan, roared again.

“Ki ha ha ha!”

“I hate you too, man.”

Ronan, who pulled out the La Mancha, flew away. He just landed on the back of a yellow wyvern flying below.

The red Wyvern flew out of the clouds as soon as Ronan was shaken off. After taking a deep breath, Ronan looked down at the young man and murmured.

“Fuck… to feed a child.”

The young man whose left arm was amputated was still unconscious. Ronan put La Mancha into the young man’s right thigh.

“Uh-huh…!”

“Shut up.”

It was the moment when the young man who raised his upper body as if bouncing was about to shout something. Ronan’s palm covered his mouth. Ronan, crouching down, brought his face closer to the young man and said.

“Uhhh!”

“When you let go of your hand, you can see what you are doing. Every time you open it, it’s going to be boring. Nod your head if you understand.”

Tears were flowing endlessly from the eyes of the blood-stained young man. After a moment’s silence, he nodded. It was the moment when Ronan lifted his palms.

“Fuck it, you bastard! How dare you come out of nowhere…”

Ronan silently twisted the Ra Mancha that had penetrated her thigh from side to side. spatula. Legs that had been cut like tofu disappeared into the clouds. The young man’s swear words quickly turned into desperate screams.

“Ahhh!”

“I said it wouldn’t be fun.”

I thought it was a good idea not to cut off my right arm. He snapped back the index finger of the young man who was about to faint.

Wow! With the sound of breaking bones, the young man regained consciousness. Ronan closed his mouth and broke two more fingers. And I lifted the palm that was covering my mouth.

“No, I’ll tell you…! If you say it, uh-huh, it’s not going to happen…!”

Seeing that he even said respectful words without ordering, I felt quite sincere. Perhaps, as Karaka said, he may have the talent of an Inquisitor.

Ronan took out the potion from his inner pocket and dropped only a few drops on the young man’s affected area. It was a measure to prevent the spread of excessive bleeding by any chance.

“Tell me without fail. If you make changes, you will turn into a body that can’t even clean the poop on your own.”

“Yeah, well, I’ll tell you. I’ll tell you everything…!”

The young man spoke in a sobbing voice. His name is Cadion. As a monster trainer in Nebula Clazier, he said that he was on a mission with the two men who had been killed before.

“Wow, originally the bitch who came with me was supposed to control the Wyvern… Huh! Some mortal is spreading the smell of rotten fish…”

“Don’t talk nonsense.”

He explained the task he was given this time. He and the woman control the Wyvern and other monsters, and the old man who used the star’s protection for Ronan was in charge of the escort. It was a simple bait and trickery that made the monsters on the ground run wild as Ronan expected.

“What you expected is correct. It was all cheating that made the monster go wild. bu, this is going to get caught…”

Cardion continued to emphasize that it was only a trick to make the monsters go wild. Along with the fact that the real purpose was to raid a mountain road in Rome using the Wyvern. After the explanation, he shook his head and sobbed.

“It’s over… it’s over… my life, please…”

Nebula Clazier’s mission was a failure. It was like that when I only listened to Cardion.

However, the wrinkles on Ronan’s forehead were not resolved. It seemed I was missing something important. Suddenly, an object I saw during the melee flashed through my mind.

“Hey, how the hell did you know…? It was a plan that had been prepared over the years…”

“hey.”

“···yes?”

“What are you hiding now?”

Cardion’s pupils shook for a moment. He desperately shook his head. Ronan continued, with the tip of La Mancha’s sword at his neck.

“How specifically were you planning to destroy it?”

“Hey Ik… that’s it, by attracting attention as a monster and attacking a mountain road with a Wyvern…”

“Then what is this wyvern holding?”

“Hey, what do you mean by that…”

“Asher! Bring what’s stuck in Wyvern’s claws!”

“Yes···! Whoops!”

Asher carefully turned her head to see Cadion’s mourning and gave her nausea. Asher has had his back on Ronan ever since he began torturing him.

Asher telekinetically pulled the sphere from the wyvern’s claws. Cardion’s eyes widened as he saw the colonized sphere in front of him. Ronan said.

“What is this?”

“Hey, this is… So…”

Cardion drew the tail. Then Asher, who was examining the sphere, screamed. He knew most of the magic imprinted on the surface of the sphere.

“Hey Ik… Po, it’s an explosive spell, Ronan! Thirty lieutenant spells are engraved!”

“Damn it.”

“Chu, it’s a structure that explodes after being shocked or over time!”

La Mancha danced. Cardion’s right arm fell off his body. Ronan growled as he trampled on Cardion’s neck, writhing in pain.

“Did I not tell you not to do tinkering or not?”

“Rain, damn it! Almost done!”

Cardion struggled. Ronan kicked his stomach and made it quiet. Suddenly, the clouds that had covered all directions dispersed and the panoramic view of the Romaira Mountains unfolded before my eyes. Ronan licked his lips.

“shit”

It would take about five minutes to reach the mountain road. Deng-Deng- The sound of the alarm bells ringing from Marvas down there. Apparently they found the Wyvern they were riding on.

“Uh-huh! Still, that’s enough! We’ll all die together, you idiots!”

Cardion went crazy. Still, it took me a while to get here. He knew the power of the spells imprinted on the sphere. Although Rome could not completely destroy the mountain road, it would have been enough to blow up the nearby Marvass.

“Oh, that…!”

The magic circle engraved on the sphere flickered as if it would explode at any moment. Asher’s face turned white. Ronan, who was worried as he touched his chin, opened his mouth.

“Asher. I’m confused, but isn’t the engraving here supposed to be magic?”

“That, that, isn’t it…?”

“Okay then.”

Suddenly, Ronan swung La Mancha. Scratch! The sphere split in half with a light sound. A sissy scream escaped Asher’s mouth.

“Ahhh! Whoa, what are you doing…?”

But nothing happened. The flickering magic circle’s light went out.

Ronan fired several more slashes as it was. A dozen fragments of a sphere lost its shape and shattered. Cardion’s eyes widened as if they were about to pop out of the sight.

“Oh, that…! how···?”

“Because of your body.”

Ronan scratched his head. He knew from his previous life experience that his abilities were also applied to the magic circle. Cardion’s face contorted in despair. A large shadow suddenly blocked the front of the Wyvern.

“Where did you go, you were here.”

“Hey!”

A familiar low-pitched voice rang out. Asher, who almost fell backwards, barely managed to balance. Ronan raised one hand and said hello.

“Are you here?”

Jaifa’s body was drenched in blood. He hung one hand from the Wyvern’s neck as he fell. Unable to overcome the weight, the Wyvern began to stumble and fall. Ronan, who grabbed Cardion’s hair and lifted it up, said sarcastically.

“I said I’d bleed.”

“I would have caught it anyway.”

“Anyway, grabbing it is a bummer, it must have been swept away by the explosion and turned into a Hopi carpet. I know you thank me, man.”

“explosion?”

Jaifa tilted her head. Ronan was about to say something, but then stopped. It was too cumbersome to explain step by step. Cadion sighed when he saw Jaifa.

“Come on, Jaipa!”

The appearance of the Black Wear Tiger looked like a period that puts an end to all hope. Jaipa, who glanced at Cardion once, clicked his tongue in displeasure.

“It’s disgusting.”

“Are you going to cut off the other leg?”

“Leave that to Rodolan. Return.”

Jaipa jumped off, holding the three of them by his side. The free Wyvern flapped and flew away. The bells ringing in Marbas stopped.

Those people will live today without knowing that they almost flew away without a trace. Ronan sighed deeply and muttered.

“…was moving so difficult?”

As when Jaifa came, he repeated his leap and headed back to where he was. It was annoying that the fur kept stabbing his eyes, but his flanks were dozens of times better than a beggar’s tail. It was in the midst of flying.

“ah. Is there anything you would like to receive?”

“Do you want to get it, what?”

“The Emperor’s instructions.”

Jaifa explained that the Emperor’s instructions had given him discretionary compensation for those who contributed to the arrest or removal of Nebula Klajie. He spoke in a slightly softer voice.

“Thanks to you, I was able to kill less wyverns. You deserve it.”

“It’s a reward… it’s a reward…”

Ronan shrugged his eyebrows. It was an unexpected income. After thinking for a moment, he opened his mouth.

“Then do you… use your strength?”