The Golden Sun of the Academy

Episode 80

Weapon Management(3)

Slowly, he reached out his hand toward Yeriel.

Like the tongue of a hunting frog, the hand that stretches out slowly tenses the muscles until the very end.

And then… … .

[What, what?!]

snap-

Originally, it would have been pure white like the first pure white snow, but not now.

I grabbed Yeriel’s scabbard, which had been trampled here and there and had become dull with soot like melted snow.

[You, you?! What else is this time?!]

Was it because I was relaxed at the photo studio and was used casually?

Unlike the last time, Yeriel’s reaction was very angry.

“How was your weekend?”

[Such crazy. Is that what you’re talking about?]

Yeriel, who seemed dumbfounded by my greetings, soon followed.

Sparks began to form on the surface of the scabbard.

It must be her own way of rejecting those who are not her master.

[Right now, if I don’t let go of that hand, it’ll be pretty stingy-?]

Like plasma electricity, sparks cling to the hand holding the scabbard. The spark that rode through my hand along with the sound of burning ‘tattack’ definitely made her confident.

but.

– Attribute Looter (B rank) is activated.

[uh?! uh? why is this… … ?]

“It’s useless, so why don’t you be quiet?”

[Mr. Lee… … ! really.]

In front of me, it’s just child’s play.

The sparks from her sheath hit my hand, but I didn’t get any damage.

She seemed like a pet cat, showing intense reactions without pain.

Although quite arrogant about the subject of swords, she was definitely a sword worthy of that level of arrogance.

It’s hard to find a better sword than her at this point. If you’re looking for it, there’s a way to get to the Abbey Gate in Glastonbury, England… … .

It’s not too much time, and more than anything, it’s annoying.

In the end, in a word, the reason why Yeriel is so picky is that she pays for her performance.

Kang Hyuk had left that sword alone.

Perhaps it was a shock that her resistance wasn’t working, but Yeriel, who had been resisting all kinds of things in my hands, has finally calmed down.

[you… … , what?]

“Are you ready to talk now?”

He smiled at her as he asked in a tired voice.

smile. Isn’t there a saying that you can’t spit on a smiling face?

[…] … .]

I have no idea what to think. Did it backfire? Holy shit, come to think of it, it could be because it’s the golden sun. If possible, I wanted to reconcile smoothly, starting with a friendly atmosphere.

The useless smile was put back in.

Obviously, if you forcefully do it here, it will only cause resentment, but there will be no progress in the relationship.

Real relationships develop only when they come from the heart and ask for them.

Then, first of all, I had to appeal to her that the action I was going to take was not dangerous at all and would benefit her.

Carefully, he picked up the oil and fine silk placed beside her and waved them in front of her.

“Hey, what am I doing weird?”

[Uh, just looking at it, it looks very suspicious, doesn’t it?]

It took X.

I tried to improve the relationship by polishing with all my strength.

I expected that just by showing the preparations in front of me like this, it would not come over.

But this isn’t it.

It seems that the ugly hair is firmly stuck. How do you bake and boil this Ankaljin Ego Sword?

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Just in time, something caught my eye.

I put my hand on my waist and moved for a while.

I’m holding Yeriel in my left hand, so it doesn’t work well with only my right hand.

When there is a ‘rattling’ sound of something being unlocked, Yeriel inhales in fright.

[You crazy bastard! What are you doing?!]

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Just in time, with a ‘click’ sound, the thing I was pulling out came out in my hand.

“… … what did you imagine? Are you taking out my sword?”

A black sword is held in my right hand.

It was a black sword that would normally have a smooth luster under the fluorescent light, but it was covered in dust from the duel just now.

[…] … .]

Yes, if you show me a demonstration first with this, you will be able to prove my innocence. I need maintenance anyway, so I can convince her to do it.

In addition, thanks to the talent of Taeyang Geum, who raises everything to the limit when it comes to swords, he can even recover from today’s team fight while taking the best care.

Extra silk was spread on the floor and Yeriel was placed on it.

A sword is a swordsman’s partner and wife.

I can’t tolerate leaving it on the bare floor.

While unfolding the silk, I was startled. To have an accident like this… … Is it related to my being possessed by Taeyang’s body?

How are you?

Right now, right now doesn’t matter.

“Hey, look at this and decide. I will show you that this really helps you.”

[…] … ? What?]

“Proof that I am not mean to you.”

[No matter what I do, it’s useless. I just hate you.]

Leaving behind the Yeriel placed next to her, she set the black sword, red silk, and golden jade sword oil in turn.

“Are you sure it’s good for you too? Can you learn it and tell it to Kanghyuk?”

[Are you saying that?]

“I will show you from now on.”

Of course, just showing it won’t be enough. But it doesn’t matter.

-Chack!

The silk is pulled tight in the palm of your hand.

The red light of the silk spread without a single wrinkle is as thick as fresh blood.

– Tsurreung.

Released the Black Sword from its scabbard.

The blade of the black sword that was pitifully pulled out is full of dust like Yeriel.

look first

I am confident that it is the best abrasion in the academy.

When you grab the sword, your hands and eyes start moving automatically.

It was a movement close to instinct.

He held a sword in one hand and high-quality silk in the other with hand movements that could not even be imagined when he was Kim Tae-yang, and before he knew it, the silk was smeared with thick, golden oil.

It was right to leave the sword grooming to the movements memorized by the body rather than trying to do something clumsy for no reason.

As if the automatic hunting of a mobile game was turned on, I put my arms behind me and recall today’s battle in my head.

There were no problems with the overall plan.

Staffing was also well done.

The team members are also the ones I selected, picked, and picked.

So what was the problem?

Even in the midst of recovery, the hand does not rest.

The silk was re-applied with jingeom oil and the work on the back of the sword began.

As the bodily fluid of golden slime is the main ingredient, the golden solid-like liquid gently sets on the silk.

Originally, depending on the raw material of the sword, various preparations such as WD or Pical were required. The setting of a game made it possible to combine all of those things into one real sword.

I checked the hand that moved naturally and fell into trouble again.

The hand that handles the sword moves quickly.

On the other hand, in the brain, thinking did not roll smoothly, as if something was caught on a bump.

I feel like I’m just spinning a wheel in midair.

Let’s think about it slowly.

what was the problem

I jumped on the back of Andrew, who was clearly strengthening the friendship between the tanks.

when I heard the story. It was the first time that Anya’s support shot was not good, and because of that, the opponent’s melee dealer overtook Chevalier, who was inferior in speed.

In addition, Kang Hyuk also wondered if he was dealing well with the opponent’s dealer, but he missed it.

If my level hadn’t risen… … , it almost got twisted from the first game of the finals.

– Swoop.

The finishing work was carried out by turning the inside and outside of the tightly folded silk.

Finally, I applied silk to the black surface and began to remove the thick oil and remaining foreign substances.

Kang Hyuk’s mistakes could be due to his lack of skills or excitement.

Until now, he had always shown his lacking side.

Rather, you should like to be equal with your opponent despite the finals.

Rather, it was not the strangest thing today.

When shooting support for Chevalier, the skills I saw didn’t come out. Why did you do that?

Did Rie do something wrong with Anya? I need to meet Anya and talk to her privately.

Is it because my head is complicated?

When it came to grooming the sword, I did something I absolutely shouldn’t have done.

Never point the blade toward your hand while sharpening.

All grooming should be done with the sword side facing the palm.

In the middle of finishing the silk wrapped around the tip of the sword.

-Hook.

His thumb was pierced by the tip of the sword and was bleeding.

Say it confidently, this is a mistake. How should I do this?

Contrary to the complexity of the brain, the hands were neatly finished with silk despite the blood oozing out of them.

Are you saying don’t tea?

“Whoa… … .”

He sighs and picks up the scabbard and strikes the lead sword.

‘Sureureung.’ The black sword was sucked into the scabbard with the sound of metal gathering.

‘Right—.’

A neat finish was built. hmm… … , I usually did really well when I was alone.

“so. What is the answer?”

[…] … .]

Yeriel is silent.

Did you hate making a mistake?

Or did you not pay attention and thought about something else?

If I hadn’t made a mistake, the conclusion would be the latter… … .

My heart beats because I don’t know the meaning of silence.

I waited quietly for her answer.

* * *

“Are you sure it’s good for you too? Can you learn it and tell it to Kanghyuk?”

[Are you saying that?]

“I will show you from now on.”

It was absurd.

It was the impression of Yeriel, who had a conversation with the golden sun while lying on the silk.

Cheating should be just enough. What on earth is this man’s purpose, so he doesn’t know what’s right?

And what? You want Kang Hyuk to tell me?

Yeah, you look pretty confident. Let’s see if that’s actually the case.

The relationship between swordsmanship talent and sword grooming was not always proportional. If it’s at the right level, I’ll just laugh openly.

Then you won’t be able to approach me again, or at least your pride will be greatly hurt.

He crossed his gaze with the golden sun.

The corners of his mouth were raised arrogantly, and his eyes were filled with arrogance that seemed to look down on Yeriel.

To be honest, my pride was hurt. He couldn’t be so sad that his resistance didn’t work.

So, the moment I want to say something.

– Tsurreung.

Golden Taeyang’s gaze at the black sword changed.

The sly smile that was always present disappears. The mouth is firmly shut and the eyes are endlessly serious.

Was he the one who spoke so condescendingly and vulgarly to Jeriel just a moment ago?

The expression on the person’s face changed in an instant.

With skillful hand gestures, she unfolds the gorgeously flowing red silk.

An appropriate amount of jingom oil dripped onto the silk.

It was an act that could not be easily performed with sufficient concentration to take out only an appropriate amount of the jingom oil, which was so thick that it was close to a solid.

Here, it wasn’t once or twice that Kanghyuk felt stuffy because he poured out a lot every time or didn’t enough.

It shows how serious Geum Taeyang’s heart toward the sword is.

His hand movement was like watching a piece of art.

Would the hand of a sculptor who reproduced the glory of mankind in the past be like that?

Or did the painter’s gestures of harmony between God and man resemble mine?

Even the gap between the handle and the blade of the cross guard, which is easy for ordinary people to forget, is not missed.

sometimes rough It’s like watching a raging wave.

After a rough storm, it warmly embraces the sword like sunlight.

that… … , to teach Kang Hyuk an act close to art?

impossible. Because that wasn’t the scope of the effort.

Having made up her mind, Yeriel stunned inwardly.

Wriggling his eyes, he sharpened his sword at once.

No, that’s a re-creation.

A realm of talent far beyond the category of ordinary people.

That was the act of the golden sun now.

There is no blockage enough to relieve the stomach. In the meantime, there was no empty place.

How comfortable is the black sword when I see it like this?

I couldn’t even imagine the pleasure.

How soft is the silk stroking the cross guard?

How cool would the gesture of sweeping up the sword body be?

How sweet is the hand holding the handle?

Because of the sensations in my imagination, dry saliva collects on its own.

I was sobering myself. No, this is not it.

Were you a sword in a past life? when the question arises.

‘Fuck.’ My thumb was pierced by the tip of the sword.

Red blood flowed down his thumb, but he immediately focused on the sword in front of him.

The bright red silk is entangled with red blood.

In the meantime, he doesn’t even raise his eyebrows. Rather, it is so grave that I wonder if Yeriel saw it wrong.

His humanity is unknown, but one thing is certain.

That’s a sword madman.

finale finale.

Taeyang Geum, whose sword face was wrapped in silk, said, ‘Chack!’ furiously stretch out

Beads of sweat ran down his face from how focused he was.

Even after showing off such ridiculous skills, it seemed like nothing was wrong. It is a grave face.

‘Sureureung.’

Looking at the black sword slowly being lead into the sheath… … .

My mind got complicated.

“Whoa… … .”

[…] … .]

“so. What is the answer?”

Now is the time to give an answer to Taeyang Geum, who sighs for a moment.

What should I answer?

Yeriel, who hesitated for a moment not knowing what to do with her mouth that sprouted from the moon, turned her gaze to the face of the golden sun.