Academy’s Genius Swordmaster - Chapter 109

[ 109. Second weapon ]

#109

“I see. You’re the one who sent me intelligence…”

“Yes, yes. It is called a balus.”

Balus lowered his head. I couldn’t understand why this was happening. Baren, who had been quietly looking at him, opened his mouth.

“I was surprised at how much younger he was than expected. The details of the intelligence were detailed and detailed, so I expected someone with more experience.”

“Haha…hahaha…”

Balus laughed awkwardly. On the afternoon of the last day of the Baeksu Festival, he went to the office of Tower 13 and was having a private meeting with Caribolo’s nemesis Baren Panassir.

‘He said he would save me…! How can this save me…!’

It was none other than Ronan who sent Balus here. He threatened to go if he didn’t want to be chopped into pieces and turned into dog food, so there was nothing he could do. Ronan’s words, “This is the only way you can live,” kept ringing in my head.

‘I will definitely die.’

A quick breath escaped from between his parched lips. There has never been a moment when I regretted dipping my toes into poaching so much.

He knew what Varen had done to Carribolo in the past. It was also Baren who destroyed the Tetra branch once managed by Aarondale.

The story of the messenger sent by the devil has been passed down through the mouths of the elderly gang members to this day. It was the tea that Balus imagined what kind of dish he would turn into.

“First of all… it won’t work like this.”

Suddenly, Baren stood up. A grip that would pull out his own hair with only his index finger and thumb caught his eye. Balus screamed and climbed onto the couch.

“Huh! Oh, no!”

“I’m surprised. Why are you like that all of a sudden?”

“Didn’t he try to kill me…?”

“yes? why would i do that Would you like to sit down for a moment?”

Balus sat down again. Baren, who was rattling something for a while, put a large silver tray on the table.

The tea utensils seen at noble tea parties were placed on a tray. Steam was rising from the cups filled with black tea, and the delicious smell of freshly baked cookies wafted out. said Baren.

“Eat it. It doesn’t taste good when it’s cold. It took a while to prepare because it was a sudden guest.”

“Thank you.”

Crisp. Balus chewed a cookie. There was no room for doubt that it might have been poisoned. Soon, his eyes widened.

“This…”

Even if it was made by a professional baker, it tasted believable. Baren smiled softly.

“I’m glad you seem to have been hit in the mouth.”

“It’s really, really good. How can you eat this kind of food…”

“Eat slowly. First of all, I’d like to say thank you. I heard that you played a big role in helping the Lakota students come back healthy.”

“How about that?”

“Student Ronan told me.”

Baren continued. Last night, Ronan told him everything about the Valus. Possibility of active performance, even the fact that he is an innocent guy. Remembering the conversation with Ronan, Baren smiled.

‘No matter what he does, he’s a very good person.’

Ronan left after saying that Balus was contemplating his treatment. What it meant was a self-evident action. Baren, who swept his mane once, opened his mouth.

“I say it straight-forward. How about being my assistant?”

“yes?”

“I was in a situation where I needed a hand because I had a lot of work recently. If you live in Phileon, you won’t be noticed by the organization. Isn’t that pretty good?”

Took. The cookie fell from Balus’ hand.

****

Fortunately, Baeksu Festival was held in peace. There were no unsavory incidents such as angry poachers taking revenge or the doppelganger escaping again. Ronan and the members of the Adesan Express Adventure Club were able to enjoy the festival leisurely.

‘It’s okay to be called a festival.’

When Ronan exhaled, white smoke came out. I was walking around so hard that my body was sore. On the night Baeksu Festival ended, a half moon was smiling brightly in the cloudless night sky.

‘I wonder if that asshole was hired by now.’

Suddenly thinking of Balus, Ronan smiled. Ronan wanted to give Baren a new chance by introducing him.

It was simply a wish that the poor fellow, regardless of the value of use, would lead a decent life. Of course, his ability is also outstanding, so it would be helpful in his future journey.

‘Do your best this time. Valus.’

After burning all the cigarettes, Ronan went back into the club building. The figure of Marja, who was still paying her bills, caught my eye. Seeing the gold and silver coins lined up on the bar table, Ronan laughed. The number had doubled from before.

“So…you only earned this during the festival? Did you secretly sell alcohol?”

“What is alcohol? There are nine stores, and I have to earn this much.”

“That’s amazing…”

Marja hummed as she stacked the coins. Asher, who was drinking milk, exclaimed with his eyes wide open.

She made more than ten times the amount invested in this business. Marja said that by reinvesting all of the money into the students, she would increase the position of Caravelle.

“Anyway, you’re great.”

“Hehe, did you already know? You have to do this to lead the upper ranks.”

“It’s not like that. So did you two kiss or something?”

“Puet!”

Asher spit out the milk he was drinking. At the same time, Marja threw down the coin she was holding. Fuck! The gold coin flew past Ronan’s ear and got stuck in a wooden pole behind him. Seeing the half-dug coin, Ronan whistled.

“It’s brutal.”

“You die then, really! Thanks to you, do you know how awkward I’ve been with cuties the past few days?!”

“Mamarya! calm down…!”

Marja huffed and puffed up with the energy to topple the desk at any moment. Asher broke her off with his telekinesis. Ronan gave no answer and giggled. Anyway, I’m glad it seems to have gotten better.

“Whoa…yes. The good me must endure.”

“good idea.”

“You really… no. Did everyone collect the bounty?”

Ronan and Asher nodded. All the poachers caught were wanted criminals, so Ronan and other members were able to touch quite a bit of money.

In particular, the reward for catching Aarondale was generous beyond imagination. It wasn’t just the bounties, but among the things he was carrying, there were many expensive items. Like an enchanted ring or shoes made of ogre skin. said Marya, turning to Ronan.

“Ronan, did you just say you wouldn’t sell that mask?”

“ok. It was useful in its own way.”

Ronan put the bear mask that was hanging from his waist over his face. It was something that Aarondale used, but it had almost perfect anti-gas and dust-proof functions. It was a skill that would be useful for a long time if you had it.

Also, according to Balus’s explanation, it was given only to the top executives of Caribolo, but I also liked that point. The corners of Ronan’s mouth went up bleakly after he took off his mask again.

“I have a bit of an appetite for collecting.”

I decided on this doppelganger incident. He had no intention of breathing the air of Caribolo. Suddenly recalling the schedule for the weekend, Ronan turned to Asher and said.

“Oh, Asher. Are you reading that black book well?”

“to? First of all… yes. The complete interpretation is only two pages long.”

“You are doing well. Give me a second.”

Suddenly, Ronan drew his sword. Asher, who was about to hand over the Vajra, stopped.

“Roronan. Why the knife all of a sudden?”

“There is such a thing, man. It really only takes a moment, so give it to me.”

Ronan snatched Vajra just like he took it. Eventually Asher’s eyes widened at the eccentricity that took place.

“Why did you cut that off?”

“I have a lot of questions about that. It’s not a hindrance to reading anyway.”

“That’s true, but…”

Asher was making a face that he didn’t know why even in the midst of babbling. Anyway, the long Baeksu Festival ended like that. There were only ten days left until summer vacation.

****

It was a bright Saturday morning. The fresh chirping of birds could be heard from all over the campus.

Ronan took Adeshan and headed straight to the new Gran Cappadocia. The entrance to the underground city was at a drapery store located in the northwest of the island.

Ronan entered the corner of the store and operated the button on the wall. Coo-goo-goo… The building shook and the seat they were stepping on began to sink.

“Kyaa!”

“Go all the way down like this. It’s okay, so don’t be surprised.”

“Is the bar floor moving?”

They moved to the basement through the elevator, just like the last time. No one stopped me because I had made an appointment beforehand.

KANG…!

KANG…!

The descent in the dark continued. It wasn’t long before I started hearing the sound of hammers, and my vision opened up. A landscape that can only be described as marvelous unfolded before my eyes.

“Waaaaaa…!”

“Huh, a lot has changed.”

Adeshan exclaimed in admiration, forgetting to cover his mouth. Seeing the scale five or six times larger than before, Ronan laughed. The new Gran Cappadocia was built in the Great East where Ronan previously captured Cirilla and Edoon.

An ecosystem that contrasted with the previous one, which was only pure stones, stood out. Strange vegetation that only grows deep in the ground was taking root everywhere.

The walls and ceiling covered with luminous moss reminded me of the night sky with the Milky Way. Lava, which I don’t know where it came from, formed a lake in the middle of the Great East.

Not far from the lava lake was a natural lake made of groundwater. Craftsmen’s forges were forming a village lined up between the two lakes.

The stocky Dwarves were busily moving between the buildings. It seemed that the number of people had increased compared to before the accident.

Soon the elevator stopped. Kiik – As soon as the door opened, a huge shadow rushed over Ronan.

“Hahaha! Ronan!”

“Didikan.”

It was Didican, a werewolf blacksmith. Its gray-brown tail swayed vigorously from side to side. He lifted Ronan up and put it down about five times before shaking hands as if it were clear.

“How much is this? how have you been?”

“ok. Why do you seem to have become more fussy?”

Didikan, who came out to meet me, greeted me with a fuss. The Werewolf Blacksmith, whom he hadn’t seen in a while, had the pleasure he had seen before.

“Haha, it’s time to molt sooner or later. how is it? Our new home.”

“It’s much better than last time.”

Ronan looked around again and nodded. All aspects, including the facilities and living environment, were remarkably developed. Didican chuckled.

“Because the location itself is much better. Anyway, the Grancia family paid for all the reconstruction costs. There are also inspirational people who say that it collapsed well then.”

“I made a mistake. I should have let them all be eaten by the cave giants.”

“Haha, maybe. By the way, who’s the lady over there?”

Adeshan still couldn’t get out of the shock of witnessing the underground city. Adeshan, who was looking around in a state of fascination, only turned his head after being stabbed in the shoulder by Ronan. She bowed and greeted politely.

“hot…! oh hello It is called Adeshan.”

“It’s Didican. If you’re Ronan’s friend, you’re like my friend, so relax. Did the lady come to ask for a weapon production too?”

“yes? I just followed Ronan because he had something to show me. I don’t have the money to entrust a request to a place like this…”

“Hmm? The payment has already been paid, so it can’t be. The letter clearly contains two weapons…”

“Didikan. I don’t have time, so guide me.”

Ronan cut off Didikan’s tongue. Adeshan looked at the two of them alternately with puzzled eyes. Understanding the situation, Didikan jabbed Ronan’s side with his elbow.

“Ha that’s it. It’s quite right.”

“Are you still wearing the invisible armor? Shall we see if we can stop it?”

“Hey, look at that. Then let’s go right away.”

Ronan and Adeshan went deep into the forge, guided by Didikan. On the left, a lake of lava bubbling and boiling, and on the right, a lake made of transparent groundwater was slithering.

All blacksmiths were situated between the two lakes. Didican said.

“Probably no one will refuse your request. You are the hero of Gran Cappadocia no matter what anyone says. However, there must be a certain blacksmith to entrust the request to, right?”

“What is it? You wrote it down in your letter.”

“Well, there is no one like Doron. It’s all here.”

Before long, Didikan stopped in front of a building. The building, carved out of pure white stone, was in the shape of a perfect cube. A long, thick chimney led up to the ceiling of the cave. Everything was the same except for the volume, which had doubled compared to before.

“It took less than a month to make it again. It’s a monstrous inspiration anyway.”

Didican opened the door to the forge with those words. Suddenly, Ronan pulled Adeshan by the shoulder. And stood with her back to the door.

“Roronan?!”

Adeshan, startled by the sudden action, was about to say something. Wow! The light and heat pouring through the door hit the two of them.

“Kyaaak?!”

The back of my head felt hot. The shadow at his feet stretched. Ronan turned his back on her again after the light faded.

“You won’t get hit twice.”

It was a countermeasure that came from experience. With those words, Ronan moved into the forge.

Unlike last time, the neat interior caught my eye. It was thanks to the sale of all scrap weapons to Marya’s Merchant Merchants. In the center of the forge was a white anvil and a huge brazier that could fit an elephant.

A dwarf with a curly white beard that looked like a rice ball was standing right in front of that brazier. Feeling the presence, the dwarf turned his head. Ronan waved happily.

“Doron. long time no see.”

“Oh oh. Ronan. It’s been a while. How are you?”

“By and large, yes. Who is the old man?”

“I am always the same.”

Doron, the immortal blacksmith, looked as healthy as before. The two exchanged simple greetings and chatted. Doron, who smiled as he smoothed his beard, opened his mouth.

“Yes, I saw the letter. You said you came to make a second weapon?”

“yes. However, there is something I would like to discuss before production.”

“consulting…?”

“Can I mix this with ingredients?”

Suddenly, Ronan, who was rummaging through his pockets, pulled out something. They were black pieces of paper in the shape of small triangles.

“Isn’t this… paper?”

“that’s right. However, it is not ordinary paper. I was wondering if I could write it.”

“It’s not normal… It certainly seems like that. Shall we see it first?

The identity of the paper was the corner of the Vajra cut out last night. Doron took the scraps of paper and began examining them. Just like when examining Sheeta’s egg shell, a thorough inspection process was conducted.

“…oh my god.”

Throughout the inspection, Doron’s expression gradually grew serious. He returned to his seat after a while. Doron, frowning, looked up at Ronan and said.

“Where else did you get this…?”