Academy’s Genius Swordmaster - Chapter 105

[ 105. Baek Su-je (5) ]

#105

“…Damn it!”

Ronan, who came to his senses belatedly, ran after his doppelganger. Shoot ah- A strong night wind swept through the forest’s hair. Adeshan’s cry came from behind.

“Ro Ronan!”

But Ronan had no time to pay attention to her. The doppelganger’s speed was unbelievably fast. It was fortunate that he was dripping blood so that he could make out where he had gone.

The doppelgänger disappeared out of sight again when he wanted to get closer. Ronan ran through huge stumps, through clumsy leaning trees, and waking dormant birds. Ronan cursed at the sight of the doppelganger who disappeared behind the tree again.

“It’s so damn fast…!”

It was the moment when Ronan, who was running along the bloody trail, overcame the large oak tree. An unfamiliar structure appeared before my eyes. It was a wide, pointed tent like those used in a circus, and the roof was so high that you had to lean your head back.

“This…?”

There were dozens of signs coming from inside. Ronan noticed that this is a place where fantasy species that will appear in Baeksuje are gathered.

The entrance of the tent with its mouth open like a shark caught my eye. Bloodstains continued into it. It was the car Ronan was about to enter. Crisp! The grass at the back flipped over and Adeshan jumped out.

“senior.”

“Okay, got it…!”

Adeshan, who followed, stopped in front of Ronan. Her hair, tied back in a ponytail, stood out. The nape of his sweaty neck was shining white in the moonlight. She opened her mouth as she got on her knees to catch her breath.

“Haha…why are the cranes running so fast…”

“I’m sorry. I am in a hurry.”

“Ha…no, you can…Ronan by the way. The look of the doppelganger…”

Adeshan looked up and looked at Ronan. He was staring at the entrance to the tent, clutching the hilt of his sword. Ronan, who was silent for a moment, nodded.

“that’s right. It was me.”

“You…”

“Let’s catch it. We’ll talk about the rest later.”

It was complicated in my head, but I couldn’t afford to think of anything else right now. The two of them moved on.

The moment I entered the tent, an indescribably strong smell hit me. It was the body odor of beasts mixed together like a cocktail. Adeshan exclaimed in admiration at the appearance of the interior that soon unfolded.

“Wow…you’ve been collecting them here.”

“I spent some money.”

The tent was a structure that stretched out in a straight line like a huge cave. The well-organized interior was reminiscent of a luxurious barn.

A lantern hung high from the ceiling gave off a soft light. Inside the cages that lined the walls on either side, there were all sorts of creatures.

Fire rats, wooden camels, desert slimes, etc… Dozens of fantasy species and monsters that are hard to find in everyday life were sleeping in their custom cages.

‘I think it’s better than our dorm.’

Ronan laughed at the luxurious facilities. It was clear that Baren had designed it himself. A few of us, comfortably composed, were well occupied.

“Let’s keep going.”

“huh.”

I looked around, but I couldn’t see my doppelganger. Fortunately, the bloodstain was still intact.

The deeper they went, the more dangerous and rare objects appeared. Ronan clicked his tongue when he saw a pink glow floating inside the glass box.

‘Did you bring her to Fairy? That’s amazing.’

It was a scene that if Balus in his previous life had seen it, he would have fainted from happiness. It was near the end of the tent. A we who is so gigantic that it is impossible to compare with other us has appeared.

“This…!”

“Keo-eo-eo-eok…! Bigger!”

Seeing inside us, Adeshan hesitated and stepped back. A huge manticore was snoring on its stomach. Ronan smiled.

“I have been living here. Selling is good too. Judging by its appearance, it was clear that it was

the Manticore that had been overpowered by Baren. Perhaps because the training was over, all the restraints attached to the body had been released.

The venom needle that glowed at the tip of its tail was covered in purple liquid and glistening. It was a powerful poison that instantly killed even large monsters like wyverns.

Can I show this to my students? It was the tea that Ronan was whispering about. Adeshan, who was standing next to him, tugged at his sleeve.

“Ronan.”

“yes?”

Adeshan’s gaze was fixed on a distant dead end. Ronan turned his head. A familiar figure stood with his back to them. On the nape of the giant’s neck, a black-brown mane grew profusely.

“Baren?”

It was the back of Baren who was invincible. Ronan shrugged his eyebrows. The note clearly told me to go somewhere else, but I wondered why I was here.

It was a moment when I thought that the roads had diverged. I could see the bloodstains at his feet. The black blood, like a shadow, was slowly disappearing as if evaporating.

For an instant, a ghastly goose bump ran down his back. Ronan put his hand on the hilt.

“You are not a professor.”

“…huh. You must be a doppelganger.”

Adeshan murmured softly. At that moment, Varen’s body collapsed to the side. dump. A man appeared at the place where the doppelganger fell.

It was a huge figure that looked like three normal-sized adult men put side by side. A red beard densely covered his lower crown.

A bear mask was placed on top of her pigtailed head. The man, who belatedly felt the presence, raised his head. Ronan and his eyes met.

“What are you?”

“…!”

Adeshan shrugged his shoulders involuntarily. It was immediately apparent that he was an unusual person. The low, ringing voice contained the power to overwhelm people.

A red aura was rising up through Ronan’s forearm, which was thicker than his waist. The big fist was flickering like a volcanic bomb about to explode. It was one of the roughest and most vicious auras I had ever seen.

‘Under the circumstances, the doppelganger must have transformed after seeing that author. I hate Baren… that level of aura… Damn it.’

Ronan sighed. It was as if he knew his name even without saying it. Why do ominous predictions always come true? Still, it was fortunate that the other club members did not run into each other.

“Answer me. how did you get here Is it a mere coincidence?”

“That is what I want to ask. Aarondale.”

The eyes of the man called Aarondale widened. Tilting his head, he placed his right foot on the doppelganger that had turned into Baren.

“Do you know me?”

“Roughly.”

Ronan nodded. It came to my mind late, but I had heard rumors about Caribolo’s Three Giants in my previous life.

The second-in-command of the continent’s foremost poaching organization. A cruel slayer who claims that the blood of the animals he has killed so far forms a lake. Ironically, the information at the time was also heard from Balus.

‘I was talking until I got nails in my ears.’

During his time as a punitive soldier, Balus praised Caribolo’s commander and the Three Giants, almost like gods. As long as there are three beasts, Caribolo will be forever, he used to say.

Among them, Aarondale was a writer who was mentioned quite a lot. Unintentionally, I felt like I could check that power today. Ronan continued.

“I know your plan failed. By now your men should be all gone.”

“…what do you mean by that? Do you know who we are?”

“Well…Coribolo or something like that?”

Aarondale’s face hardened. Ronan slowly pulled on the hilt. The black body of La Mancha appeared. He whispered, keeping his eyes fixed on Aarondale.

“Seniors see an opportunity and run away. Go and get Instructor Nabiroze or Baren.”

“You are you?”

Ronan didn’t answer. Adeshan’s face hardened at the self-evident silence. After a moment of hesitation, she nodded lightly. Aarondale growled.

“Little boy. If you don’t want to be food for wild dogs with your family, just answer me. What do you know?”

“Why should I tell you that? Even to the motherfucking poacher.”

Suddenly, Ronan rubbed his little finger in his ear hole. Bulging veins rose from Aarondale’s temples. Ronan removed his finger and blew the earwax back towards Aarondale.

“If you want to know, take it out and go.”

Ronan grabbed the hilt. Riding the sword body, a group of red lights came up. Adeshan, who was backing away, turned his back and started running. Aarondale, who was dumbfounded for a moment, nodded.

“I will.”

Aarondale suddenly put the mask on his head over. Ronan reacted to the unexpected action.

“what?”

“Anyway, to get into a fight with the little ones. No matter how much the phase has fallen…”

However, instead of attacking, Aarondale took his hand to his waist. Hwaaak! That was the moment he put his hand on his belt. White smoke gushed out of the round buckle. Ronan, who was covered in gas, spat out a curse.

“What the fuck is this…”

Ronan instinctively covered his mouth, but took a sip of the gas. In an instant, a dizzying drowsiness rose up. Only then did Ronan realize why the animals were sleeping without waking up. It was a sleeping gas often used by poachers.

“Such a dirty bastard…!”

If you lose your mind like this, everything is over. Ronan shook his head and bit his tongue. The drowsiness escaped as the fangs dug deep into the tongue. Spitting out the blood in his mouth, he looked back at Adeshan and shouted.

“Damn it shut up!”

However, Adeshan’s form had already been swallowed up in the mist. It wasn’t long before the smoke screen subsided, revealing her collapsed body. Ronan gritted it.

“Damn Adeshan.”

“Where are you digging your eyes?”

Quaang! Aarondale spurred the ground and charged. I couldn’t believe the speed that came out of the giant. Ronan twitched his lips as the gap narrowed in an instant.

‘fast.’

It seemed that the walls were rushing. Ronan, who made a quick decision, aimed at Aarondale. If they met halfway, both would die.

It was the moment when the distance with Aarondale was about fifteen steps closer. Ronan swung his arm wide and sprayed the sword. Wow! A crescent moon-shaped blade shot forward.

“Be black. A worthless remnant of talent.”

Aarondale didn’t stop or avoid it even when he saw the sword attack right in front of him. Although he had dealt with countless swordsmen, he could only count on one hand those who had wounded him.

I was confident that I wouldn’t even be scratched by this kid’s swordsmanship. At that time, the red sword collided with Aarondale. His face contorted abruptly.

“Cheer?!”

Awesome! The sword slashed straight through Aarondale’s flesh. A burning pain overtook Aarondale. Blood was gushing out from the shoulder blade that had been hit directly.

The unexpected shock changed the trajectory of the charge. Quaang! Aarondale’s shoulder struck the barbed wire that held the Manticore. The iron bars, thicker than most trees, bent like candy.

“What the hell is this…”

It was an incredible sharpness. Had he been hit in the neck or head, he would have died instantly.

Having just pulled himself out, he turned his head. Ronan’s face hung in front of him. The La Mancha in his hand was giving off an eerie red light.

“Get lost!”

“What…!”

Aarondale hastily expressed an aura. Hwareuk! Red aura from the core covered his body. Kagagak! At the same time, dozens of slashes cut through Aarondale’s entire body.