Academy’s Genius Swordmaster - Chapter 100

[ 100. Second Heart (3) ]

#100

The space in front of you flipped over and Kratir, the principal of Phileon Academy, appeared. The students’ attention was focused.

Ronan was just looking at Adeshan’s ankle. Seeing the two of them, Kratir narrowed his eyes.

“…Did this old man interrupt an important moment?”

“yes.”

Ronan nodded without hesitation. Still, I was glad my old friend noticed. What could be more important than this right now? Adeshan’s face went white.

“Roronan. What are you talking about…!”

“Stay still.”

“Heh heh…I don’t know what it is, but take it slow.”

Kratyr smiled as he brushed his beard. Ronan did. The roots entangled in Adeshan’s legs were made of sparkling mana.

‘It’s undoubtedly the ability of that son of a bitch. How did this manifest itself?’

Ronan remembered Dolan’s aura, which entangled his limbs and made his body heavy. It was weak enough to be incomparable to the original, but it was definitely the same ability.

‘You copied the Auror? I?’

I couldn’t believe it, but it was real. It was the moment I got up to try again. A sudden vertigo shook his vision.

“…ah?”

A feeling of extreme fatigue was creeping up on his limbs. Ronan belatedly noticed that the mana filling the tumor was almost dried up.

The powerless blinking roots disappeared. Ronan, who was staggering, stood up on the floor. Adeshan and Kratyr supported him at the same time.

“Ronan!”

“Suddenly, your complexion has deteriorated. Are you okay?”

“Whoa… maybe.”

Ronan groaned hard. He switched his power source to a conventional heart. With the feeling of blood running through my body, my energy began to return.

‘I am terribly tired. I’m almost out of mana.’

Several times more mana was consumed at once than when the sword was fired. I guess I should try it after recovering a little.

“sorry. Because it was really important.”

Only then did Ronan look back at Kratyr and express his apologies. A benevolent smile still hung on his wrinkled face.

“Heh, it’s fine. Doesn’t it look like your lover has his leg folded?”

“It’s similar. I am not a lover.”

“A lover…”

Adeshan covered her mouth with her hand. Ronan asked, raising his eyebrows.

“Anyway, what’s going on here?”

“I would like to move places if possible. Is the time okay?”

“It’s okay, but…”

“That’s fine. Let’s go.”

match! Suddenly, Kratyr clapped. At the same time as the space was overturned, the field of view was blacked out. After a while, my eyes brightened and a completely different landscape unfolded.

“This is…”

It was a familiar place. The spacious and open space gave the impression of being more like a living room than a room. Through the windows covering the three walls, the blue sky and Phileon’s grounds could be seen at a glance.

In the middle of the room was a round table made of old wood. In front of the round table used for meetings and receptions, a man was sitting with his back to Ronan.

“long time no see.”

Ronan shrugged his eyebrows at the view he hadn’t seen in a while. It was the principal’s office located in Tower No. 1 of Phileon. Then the man sitting in front of the round table turned his head. A decadent voice leaked from his mouth.

“Come. Ronan.”

“Jarodin? Were you here?”

“okay. I came to work and heard your story. You did it splendidly.”

Ronan’s eyes widened. The man’s true identity was Jarodine Stonesong. A steaming teacup was placed in front of him.

“…Anyway, you came wearing something strange. I don’t think it’s the core.”

Suddenly, Jarodine, who was scanning Ronan up and down, frowned. His keen gaze stayed exactly in the vicinity of Ronan’s heart.

“As expected, the professor sees it. What the hell is this?”

“I am curious too. Let’s finish our business with the principal and see.”

“Hehe, is it finally this old man’s turn?”

Kratyr guided Ronan to the round table. The seat he normally sat on became his seat. A somewhat excited voice flowed from Kratir, who sat facing Ronan.

“The reason I called Ronan-kun… is none other than to congratulate him for his achievements in the Dawning Magic Tower. I’ve been the principal of Phileon for almost 80 years, but I’m the first student like you.”

“That’s a good meaning, right?”

“About 80 percent.”

Kratyr laughed. Hearing the word chi, Ronan sighed in relief.

He was worried that he had called to ask for responsibility for the club’s activities so far. It was because he was committing something like a monthly event that would have nothing to say even if he ripped the club building to pieces with space magic.

“Aun Fila has been contacted directly. He talked with excitement about you and Miss Elizabeth. Originally, I was not a student who showed emotions so well.”

“I got caught up somehow, it wasn’t a big deal.”

“If that wasn’t a big deal, there wouldn’t be words like incident or activity in the world. Why are you saying such things when you saved the tower lord Lardan and prevented the resurrection of Vajra from the Forbidden Book?”

Kratyr recited Ronan’s achievements like a servant reciting the achievements of a monarch. Seeing that they didn’t even give a formal safety warning, they seemed quite happy.

‘Are you telling me to take care of the book?’

Seeing that there was no mention, it seemed that Vajra’s treatment was also left to Ronan. Or that Aun Pilana and Varen all shut up. Kratyr, who had been chattering with happiness, concluded his words.

“I am so proud of you. Apparently, the Dawning Mage Tower has a position, so congratulations in a vacant position will be difficult for the time being, but I wanted to express my gratitude like this.”

“It’s just like thank you. Thanks anyway.”

“okay. Now tell me whatever you want.”

“You want it?”

“There must be an appropriate reward for meritorious work. If I was going to end with just saying thank you, I wouldn’t have called.”

Ronan scratched his head. I had already received too much from the Dawning Tower, so I couldn’t think of anything different to say. Originally, it would have been okay to ask for a scholarship or a sudden request, but Ronan, the second-ranked student, was already receiving a full scholarship.

‘Hmm…I don’t have anything in mind.’

It was impossible to refuse. I thought about asking to take me with space magic whenever I went, but that was also unrealistic.

‘right.’

At that time, the faces of the club members passed before my eyes. Ronan snapped his fingers.

“Oh, can you provide a training ground for the club?”

“Ho-oh training ground?”

“yes. A spacious and strong place.”

A separate training ground was the most necessary facility for the high-end adventure club. Ronan was aware that Sheeta’s blood magic training was still taking place outside the premises.

Nest’s training area wasn’t bad, but it felt too narrow for those who dealt with a wide range of skills like Asher or Schlieffen to exert their full potential.

“To be honest, it would be impossible to make it strong enough to survive even if the dragon rampages. It would be nice if Jaifa and Nabirose-sama didn’t break down even if they competed with all their strength.”

“It is not easy.”

“It’s better if it’s close to the club.”

Ronan had only two requirements. Be wide and strong. However, the problem was that the standards for those two conditions were higher than expected. Kratyr, who had been drooling, opened his mouth.

“Hmm… I see. I’ll arrange something.”

“thank you. Will it be difficult?”

“No. I’ll try to make it before winter comes. This will be fun.”

The word “making” bothered me, but Ronan didn’t particularly hold on to it. The two talked for a while. There were so many things he had done so far that the conversation never stopped.

“Come to think of it, is it true that Ronan-kun Hell Prominence was cast? It’s a magic sealed since Lardan-nim used it on the southern front 20 years ago.”

“If you’re talking about that fucking fire, you’re right. Vajra was grinding right in front of me.”

“Hehe, as long as you drink mana, it’s an ever-expanding flame. How the hell did you get rid of it?”

“I fired back with the five scrolls Aun Pillar gave me. There is no more mana to burn.”

Kratyr laughed. It was in the middle of reciting the heroic stories in the Dawning Tower. Deng-! Deng-! Suddenly, a clear bell rang from Kratyr’s pocket.

“Look at my mind.”

Kratyr rubbed his forehead and stood up. The bell was coming from his pocket watch. He hurriedly tidied up his clothes and looked back and forth at Ronan and Jarodine.

“I’m sorry. This old man will go first. Let both of you get some rest.”

“Where are you going all of a sudden?”

“It is Itra Gorge in the north. I forgot to visit because of the Baeksu Festival that will be held next month.”

“Baeksuje?”

“Once again, I salute Ronan-kun for his hard work. See you next time.”

Ronan tried to say something, but by then Kratyr’s palms had already touched. match! With the sound of hand clapping, his figure disappeared.

“…what?”

Ronan frowned at the sudden situation. Seeing that he disappeared without even explaining, it seemed that the schedule was quite tight.

white water When I heard the name, it seemed like a festival, but I seemed to remember it. An awkward silence lingered in the midst of it. Jarodine, who had been staring at Ronan all along, opened his mouth.

“That’s strange.”

“Ah, do you think you know something?”

“I don’t know yet. Its shape is different from any core or circle I have ever seen. Come over here for a second.”

Jarodin’s face was frowning. There was definitely a problem seeing that he couldn’t figure out even the price of mana recognized by himself and others just by looking at it.

He put his hand on Ronan’s back and started searching in earnest. Perhaps it was because he almost died once, but he was more cautious than before. Jarodin’s mouth fell open for a while.

“…Unbelievable.”

“It’s also fucked up. can’t you somehow? I don’t care if I can live another ten years.”

“It is not like that. Can you explain how you got this power source?”

“Inspector? So…”

Ronan explained what had happened in the Dawn Tower. It was a story that was not mentioned in the conversation with Kratyr. He knew everything that Jarodine should know anyway, so he had nothing to hide except for a flash of mana.

“Vajura’s ego disappeared inside your body? Could it be the Vajra of Destruction that I was talking about earlier?”

“yes. It’s the talking paper.”

“I can’t believe it…but then it makes sense. It wouldn’t be possible for this to happen without the intervention of a force of that magnitude.”

Jarodine chuckled. It was an expression he didn’t make when he saw Sarante’s ring. Ronan asked angrily.

“What the fuck is going on under my ribs?”

“Some of the curse that had been in your heart has been removed. No, strictly speaking, it’s gone.”

“yes?”

Ronan’s face hardened. All of a sudden I couldn’t figure out what this meant. The curse is gone? Jarodine continued, leaving the dumbfounded Ronan behind.

“Precisely, it must be close to a merger. I should also listen to Professor Secret’s opinion, but that’s what I felt first.”

“…Tell me more.”

“Two of the nine remaining have disappeared. On the surface, it is.”

Jarodine said that two of Ronan’s nine curses had disappeared. The problem was that it didn’t completely disappear like the ban from Haeju last time. The two curses, fused with an unknown power, were transformed into a mass of mana while maintaining their effectiveness.

“Fuck.”

Ronan spat out a curse. In short, it was said that the tumor nestled in his chest was a mass created by mixing Vajra’s mighty power and part of the curse. Rather, it was such an evil existence that the devil’s dung felt nobler.

“I’ve never seen anything like this before. It is an unprecedented new power source.”

“Can I use this? So…just like a normal core.”

“There is nothing wrong. In terms of structure, it’s much better than a normal core or circle. There is no precedent, so it will take a lot of effort to operate properly.”

“It’s fortunate.”

“Also interesting is that this mass is perfectly separated from the four existing hearts. If you succeed in forming a core, you will deal with two power sources.”

Ronan nodded. It was as expected. Apparently, the sparkling mana originated from the power of Vajra. Or maybe it was because of the curse placed on him by his father.

“This is all I can find out at this point. If you have any difficulties, come to me anytime.”

“thank you. Jarodine.”

Jarodine sipped his tea without replying. Upon learning the identity of the tumor, Ronan was lost in thought. At first, I thought it was like a fucking accident, but when I thought about it, I thought it was okay.

‘I think I can use it somehow.’

Everything else aside, being able to handle two cores was a definite plus. Besides, it would take more investigation to find out, but Vajra’s core seemed to be hiding a ridiculous ability. Ronan, who had been touching his chin, opened his mouth.

“Jarodin. Let me ask you one question.”

“what?”

“Is it possible to copy someone else’s Aura? Like dealing with multiple auras.”

“impossible.”

“Isn’t that right?”

Just by looking at his tone, I could tell how absurd that was. Ronan left the principal’s office after that conversation. When I left the tower, intense sunlight poured over my head. The light blue sky was announcing the deepening summer.

‘It’s a masterpiece. Ronan became Nebula Clash.’

tumor. No, I could feel the core of evil, now my second heart, beating at a different beat. The car was just moving. A familiar voice came from behind.

“Save me!”

“Assel?”

Ronan turned his head. Asher, holding a book with both hands, was running towards him.

“Yumma, what are you doing there?”

“Why is this happening…!”

I called in a loud voice, but there was no answer. Judging from the fact that her eyes were tightly closed, she seemed to be quite frightened.

“Oops. A pitiful bastard.”

It was about the time he came four steps inside. After switching power sources, Ronan hit the floor with his right foot. thud! As the waves of mana spread, the sparkling roots wrapped around Asher’s ankles.

“Huh?!”

Asher, who was suddenly tied up, fell forward. Ronan ran out and grabbed his hood. Asher’s face stopped, leaving a gap of about a finger’s length between the floor and the bridge of his nose.

“What’s the matter, making such a fuss?”

“Roronan…?!”

Asher finally noticed Ronan’s presence and widened his eyes. He was white, and his arms and legs twitched.

“This is not the time for you either! We must run away quickly!”

“If you ask me one more time, I will hang it from a lamppost.”

“Hey…! I’m sorry…! That’s right, now…!”

“now?”

Kwaaang! Suddenly, a roar rang out from beyond the corner Asher had escaped from. People’s screams were spreading like wildfire. The sounds of crashing and cracking were getting closer.

Asher shouted in a voice mixed with crying.

“The Manticore to be exhibited at the Baeksu Festival has been released!”