Academy’s Genius Swordmaster - Chapter 13

13. Practical exam (1)

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Small town of Baektap (百塔).

It was the most famous of the titles used to refer to Phileon Academy.

As the name suggests, there are hundreds of large and small pagodas built on the site, so it was nicknamed, but in reality, 103 pagodas were built.

“My house was a dog house.”

Ronan murmured as if it were absurd. When I went to Baren, I was so distracted that I couldn’t see it properly, but it was an unbelievable size.

said Marja. Asher was nowhere to be seen. It was because the exams for martial arts and magic were taken elsewhere.

“I also remember the first time I came. Is it wide?”

“Nimi, this is not a wide level. I will raise three dragons.”

This educational facility, larger than any manor, was literally a small town within a city. Within the site surrounded by a separate wall, there were lakes, rivers, forests, mountains, and all the facilities necessary for students to live for five years.

Ronan was sure that there would probably be an entertainment district or entertainment district somewhere in the dark. Because students are the opponents, it consists of a wholesome establishment that does not even go to the original broadcast. He pointed to the huge castle in the center of the site.

“Did you take the test there?”

“That’s right. Main Gallerion.”

Gallerion Castle, the largest building in Phileon, served as the main building. Not only was it beautiful in terms of aesthetics, but it was also a pretty good fort from a military point of view. He said that the practical exam for the martial arts department would be held there.

“By the way…”

“Why?”

“Because of the fancy outfit. What are you wearing so much?”

Ronan shrugged his eyebrows. Marja was wearing clothes she had never shown before.

It was a very sophisticated and elegant uniform, and it was not unreasonable to look like a lady of an aristocratic family.

“It’s a test you take once a year, so you have to work hard. not good I said cuties are pretty.”

“Ignore that nerd because he’ll say you’re elegant even eating soup with your bare hands.”

“Hey, what do you think?”

From both waists hung two short swords that seemed to have been originally used by her. The scabbard was also a metal scabbard with a colorful pattern that was different from the usual. Ronan, who was silent for a moment, opened his mouth.

“Well…not bad.”

“Hehe, right?”

Marja patted Ronan’s arm and started laughing. The sound of laughter was so loud that the rest of the people around him focused their attention.

A few seconds later, the white woman covered her mouth.

“hot!”

“Did you get a worm in your mouth?”

“Hey, be careful too. I forgot too Do you know how many nobles are here right now?”

“nobility?”

Marya explained that now Phileon is crowded with royalty and nobles from all over the continent.

All of their expressions were distorted because of Phileon’s rule that outsiders and wagons were not allowed to enter except for the candidates.

Marja covered her mouth again and giggled.

“It must be astounding. I want to start a shoulder-to-shoulder fight, but I can’t do anything because the other person has no way of knowing which country’s nobles they belong to.”

“But what does laughing with nobles have to do with it? Can’t you even laugh in front of nobles?”

“It’s not like that, but they might become our main customers in the future, so you shouldn’t show off as a commoner.”

“What about commoners?”

Marja looked up and met Ronan’s eyes. At this point, I couldn’t tell if he was asking because he really didn’t know or if he was being sarcastic. She licked her lips and opened her mouth.

“…There are definitely a lot of good nobles. However, there are many nobles who treat commoners like cockroaches. This is why merchants who grow their business are hung up on appearances and titles. The moment you look down on them, the deal is fair.”

The main source of income for the Caravel Merchants was trading with nobles. As long as the estate was managed and the scale of the assets was large, if the transaction went well, he could touch a lot of money.

However, in order to make a deal with the arrogant nobles, he had to enter with a servile attitude as a basis.

“I’m going to get a title no matter what. After graduating from Phileon, I will make a contribution and become a nobleman so that my dad will not bow his head anymore.”

Marja’s voice trembled slightly. It wasn’t hard to imagine what she must have gone through following Duon. You’ve probably seen all kinds of beggars.

Ronan said, crossing his arms behind his head.

“I understand. But I won’t notice.”

“hey! What have you heard so far? Do you want me to take care of you today?”

“If someone asked, I would introduce myself as an uneducated servant.”

Ronan giggled vulgarly. Fortunately, there was no quarrel with the nobility.

They entered the castle through the luxurious paved streets. After going through a simple background check, the two went straight to the test site.

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The waiting room was a narrow and elongated space that looked like a hallway turned into a room.

Ten chairs lined the long wall. On the wall opposite the entrance, there was a gate with ornate patterns engraved on it. It was the door leading to the exam hall.

Ten people were sitting in the waiting room. One went out, one came in, and so on, ten people were always maintained.

Candidates sitting in a row of chairs were reviewing the skills they had prepared.

Then the door opened and a loud voice rang out.

“Next person please come in~”

“Yes! The second son of Viscount Heyern, Vilkeria Odlanby de Heyern! I will do my best!”

“You don’t have to say your name or affiliation~”

The practical test is three minutes at the shortest. It took about 5 minutes at most. The boy who was waiting in front of us walked away, holding on to the name of official rank.

As if the magic was working, the landscape inside the door was not visible, and the door through which the person entered closed by itself. Ronan stuck out his tongue.

“Nimi~ Long, long. what’s that name? It is an order.”

“Be quiet…! The legs are also folded…!”

“If you put people in a boring place like this, you should let them have a chat. Hey, isn’t it?”

“Yeah…yeah?!”

Ronan spoke to the boy waiting on the left, poking him with his elbow.

Marja let out a small sigh. Still, I felt like an idiot for expecting me to be formal in a place like this.

She turned her attention to Ronan and began reviewing the technique she was about to demonstrate.

“It’s okay. It’s okay. It’s okay. It’s okay. It’s okay…”

Just then, the boy sitting on the right caught my eye. He seemed to be of the same age as himself, but even at first glance, he looked like a son of an aristocratic family. He tapped the Maragya boy on the shoulder.

“Hey…don’t be too nervous.”

“Hey! yes? Ah yes! sorry lady! Was I a bit noisy?”

It felt like it would explode if I pricked it with a needle. At first glance, it seemed that he was staring at Phileon for the first time.

Marja, who recalled memories of last year for some reason, smiled kindly.

“If you’re too nervous, things won’t work out. Are you applying first?”

“No, this is the last one. Huh… I really want to enter, but I fail every time as if I don’t have the talent.”

Surprisingly, the boy was older than himself. The last word meant that I would turn 15 this year and would not be able to take the Phileon exam from next year. She smiled kindly and encouraged the boy.

“Whoops, this time it will definitely work out. Cheer up.”

“Thank you. You are very kind. I am Darrian Marshall de Mirrodin, the third son of Baron Mirrodin!”

“I’m Sen.”

She used her middle name, not her real name. When Marja asked for a handshake, Darrian hurriedly grabbed hers with both hands and shook them up and down.

Seeing her attitude as if she was treating the princess, Ronan vomited. wow

“Are you going to show off your family’s swordsmanship?”

“Yes, it is. This time…I memorized it perfectly.”

“I’m looking forward to it. That sword looks great too, but was it made by Daruan Workshop?”

“oh! To find out this… you have a great eye…!”

The two of them talked a lot after that. When Marja floated Darrian, the conversation proceeded in such a way that the thrilled Darrian praised her beauty and grace.

‘Damn it, he’s a born merchant.’

Marja, dealing with the nobles, seemed like a completely different person. It was hard to believe that he was the same person as the girl who hit his head with a chair when they first met.

Ronan pretended not to be interested, yawned or smacked his mouth, but kept his ears open to them. It’s nasty, but strangely addictive, like the smell of belly button.

As I listened to the conversation while holding back my nausea, Darrian’s turn came before I knew it. Marja opened her mouth with a refreshing smile.

“Your turn is next, Prince Darrian. I hope you do well.”

“Lady Sen…”

Darian sniffed as if he was even moved. He was still holding Marja’s hand tightly.

Speech was also at a level of magic at this point. Ronan slapped Marja in the back of the head and said, “Stop! You witch!” I had to hold back what I wanted to shout.

Darrian said.

“It is an honor, Lady Sen. If you don’t mind, may I ask for your full name? When I visit the lady’s estate later, I will definitely give you today’s reward.”

For an instant, Marya’s expression hardened. Darrian mistook her for a daughter from a noble family. Ronan listened with interest.

I was excited to see what choice she would make.

Will you pretend to be an aristocrat by using any name in moderation, or will you believe in Darrian’s values and reveal the truth?

Marja chose the latter.

“There is no last name. Just call me Sen.”

“Yes?”

A look of bewilderment crossed Darrian’s face.

“Hey there…then…you mean…commoners…?”

It was like asking back the news that a spouse or parent had died. The power was slowly loosening from Darian’s hand.

Marya bit off her lower lip and let out a fake eye smile.

“yes.”

“……under.”

The hand is completely gone. Darrian slapped Marja on the cheek without hesitation. match! The sound of hand clapping stopped the buzz in the waiting room for an instant.

Ronan, who had his hands in his pockets, stood up.

“hey.”

“Stay still.”

Marja whispered. She glanced back at Ronan and said, ‘It’s okay.’ he said with his mouth.

After thinking for a few seconds, Ronan sat down. His sharp gaze was fixed on Darrian.

Darrian seemed to be a different person. There was no trace of emotion from earlier on his hardened face. Between the twisted eyelids, terrible contempt and contempt gleamed.

“Dirty…”

Darian stood up and pulled a handkerchief from his front pocket. It was a luxurious handkerchief with the family seal engraved on it. He began wiping his hands meticulously, as if wiping off dirt.

“Now, it seems that the commoners are trying to match each other.”

“I’m sorry if you felt offended. Lord Darrian.”

Despite being slapped, Marja did not resist. She had her hands resting on her lap and her head bowed.

Ronan frowned. Less than an hour had passed since he had said he did not want to see his father bow his head.

“Did you say Sen? wait and see This humiliation will surely be remembered.”

The gamble was a failure. Darrian was one of the nobles who hated the commoners whom Marja had talked about earlier.

Ronan then realized why she had given her middle name. If he used his real name, he could have done damage to the guild.

After he finished speaking, he threw away the handkerchief as if it were a waste paper.

The fluttering handkerchief landed on Marja’s head. Darian, who straightened his collar, spat out.

“Don’t let me see you again, dirty commoner. Even if you pass the Phileon, you will have to live as if you were dead.”

“Remember.”

Marja did not remove the handkerchief. She met Ronan’s eyes and gave a fake smile.

At that moment, the door leading to the exam hall opened and the guide’s voice rang out.

“Come in next person~”

“Tsk, I want to wipe my tongue, which had been spitting out dirty words…”

After being called, Darian turned around. Ronan, who had been glaring at him all along, pulled the hilt.

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