Academy’s Genius Swordmaster - Chapter 159

159. The Festival of Swords (2)

#159

“Who is this, isn’t this the hero who brought spring back to the system?”

“hmm?”

Ronan turned his head. A smartly dressed young man stood with his hands behind his back. It was a contrast to Ronan, who had become like a beggar after going through the rough road for five days.

He looked like a son of an aristocratic family, but no matter how closely he looked, his face was unforgettable. A young man straightening his collar shook hands.

“nice to see you. Your name must be… Onan, right?”

“What are you?”

Instead of responding with a handshake, Ronan frowned. The first impression was not very good.

It wasn’t just because of the bad pasta-like face or the rudeness of getting the name wrong from the beginning. In many ways, I didn’t think that he had come to participate in the sword festival.

‘How did such a dick come all the way here?’

Once it was too weak. The amount of mana felt in the core was, at best, at the level of an introductory sword expert. The ornate rapier hanging from his waist also seemed more suitable for ritual than combat.

Looking around, Ronan noticed why this idiot was able to come here with a manly face. Two lightly armed knights stood about three steps away.

‘aha.’

The patterns engraved on the armor were the same as those embroidered on the young man’s uniform. It seemed like a knight belonging to a family. Do you want to come this far? Seeing Ronan’s reaction, the young man smiled embarrassedly.

“ha ha ha. This is a bit embarrassing. I am Almas Ranizac de Pashadonnet, the eldest son of the Pashadonnet family. It seems that the rumor that you are from a commoner is true.”

“what?”

“Ah, I didn’t mean it in a bad way. It’s just strange that you can’t recognize our family coat of arms. I think it could be.”

The guy who said it was Albas stiffened his neck. Ronan smiled. This was something I hadn’t seen in a very long time. Whether the opponent made the ball or not, if there is a difference in status, try to put it down.

I wanted to grab his hair right away and slap him three times, but it wouldn’t be too late to listen to what he was saying and do it. Ronan raised his eyebrows as if asking.

“So what’s the matter?”

“Please cooperate with me. We will make sure you can step on the holy ground.”

“…ok?”

“This is our third participation. I have never reached the Holy Land by falling apart every time, but I have never climbed right before it.”

I wondered what kind of bullshit this was. Suddenly, the young man brought his face closer. The thick double eyelids were so burdensome that I wanted to hit them. he whispered.

“Listening, this festival is not unusual. It seemed to be true that the elders of Farzan had strange dreams. It is certain that the test to filter out will be very difficult, as the number of participants has gathered as much as ever.”

“What do you mean, a strange dream?”

“Huhu, your information skills are lagging behind. it’s okay. It can be.”

The sarcastic wanted to pluck his nose and put it in his mouth, but it was better to dig up any information he could. He silently nodded his head and let the young man talk as he pleased.

“The information leaked by the elders’ attendants said that they had a dream in which a pure white meteor crashed into the Holy Land. A sword was stuck in the spot where the star fell, scattering a brilliant light. Isn’t that interesting?”

“Damn, then, did so many people gather because of the old man’s delusions?”

“You might think so. But what if all seven elders had the same dream?”

Ronan’s eyes widened. It was certainly not an ordinary thing for seven people to dream the same dream.

“How is it? I don’t think it’s a bad suggestion for Onan-nim either. It seems to be the first participation, but joining forces is a good choice in many ways.”

“How can you trust me?”

“Why are you like this? Everyone knows that you accomplished a feat comparable to Archmage Lorhorn when you captured the Winter Witch. Itargand the Flowing Fire and the Inquisitors of Rodolan just helped.”

The young man let out a dark laugh. Ronan’s mouth twisted. It wasn’t completely wrong, but I still didn’t like the way people looked down on people who suffered.

“I have no idea, so find someone else. Schlieffen seems to have participated as well, so why don’t you go and talk?”

“How can you compare a dying star to Onan? Don’t do that, think about it some more.”

The young man brought his face closer and said. Ronan’s brow furrowed.

“What is this again? That bastard is a dying star?”

“Isn’t that true? He was praised as a genius when he was young, but he hasn’t left any clear achievements lately. I think that Schlieffen Shiniban is just a degenerate who rides on the majesty of Grancia.”

The young man suddenly began chewing on the Schlieffen. Ronan chuckled. In fact, it’s obvious that you can’t even make eye contact.

‘This is happening because everything I have to do is taken away.’

It seemed that this kind of evaluation came out from time to time as I practiced quietly. If you think about it, Ronan’s return was largely due to Schlieffen’s borrowed barley sack. Because he stole most of the achievements, including the Winter Witch.

‘Why are you so pissed off?’

I was suddenly furious. Even so, there was no reason for Schlieffen to be criticized by such an asshole. That kid was a really good guy, even if he was a bit unlucky. Ronan took a deep breath and brushed his bangs.

“I see…that’s right.”

“yes. Shall we go soon? Time is running out.”

said the young man, urging him. It seemed that he already regarded Ronan as one of his knights. Ronan nodded slowly.

“…I have to go. But do you have any skills?”

“haha. Not as much as Onan. Still, I have some confidence in my quick sword.”

“okay?”

Ronan naturally took his hand to his waist. The escort knights were still not taking their eyes off the young man. Ronan put his index finger on the hilt and gathered mana.

‘I wanted to test how fast it was, but it worked.’

I could feel La Mancha sleeping in the scabbard was dyed red. Not only the knights, but also the eyes of dozens of onlookers had to be fooled. They were the ones who gathered after recognizing Ronan, who had become a celebrity in his own way.

“Oh Nan?”

It was the moment when the young man called Ronan again. His hand disappeared from sight. The slash, drawn at an imperceptible speed, passed around the young man’s body. Dozens of straight lines were scattered across his top and bottom.

-Fasasak!

“ah?”

Feeling something strange, the young man shrugged his eyebrows. At the same time, his clothes exploded. A gust of wind blew the torn fabric far away. It was a dreamy sight, as if the clothes were turning into butterflies and flying away.

“Huh?!”

The young man, who had become the way he was born, let out a scream. Unlike the naked body of Nabi Rose that I had seen not too long ago, it was filthy. The female prosecutor, who had been watching the conversation from close by, covered her mouth with both hands.

“Kyaaaagh! Rice perverted!”

“To think that such a brute beast entered the festival of the sacred sword! watch!”

Then, violent reactions erupted from all over the place. Ronan shrugged and giggled. It was a long-lost feeling.

“Ahhh…!”

The young man, whose legs were weak, sat down. The eyes of the escort knights widened.

“What is this!”

“young master!”

They went straight to the young man without going through Ronan. Looking at the reaction, it seemed that he hadn’t noticed at all. The slashing did not touch the skin at all, and only slashed the underwear.

‘As expected, there’s nothing like this to sharpen a quick sword. It’s still useful.’

It was a happy result. If I had called her name properly at the end, it might have been a leniency, but it was just a pity.

I felt a bit relieved now. It was the car Ronan, who had turned his back on the turmoil, was about to move on. less so Something was stuck at his feet.

“ok?”

Ronan lowered his gaze. A colorful dagger was shining. The scabbard had the coat of arms of the Pashadonne family to which the young man belonged.

‘It must have been a secondary weapon.’

It seemed that the pants and coat had been blown off and had rolled all the way here. Ronan looked around. All eyes of the crowd were focused on the screaming young man.

‘It’s not bad.’

The ones adorned with jewels seemed quite expensive. If you think of it as compensation for wasted time, it was a pretty salty spoil. Ronan deftly bent down, picked up the dagger and put it in his inside pocket. As expected, no one noticed…

“Thief.”

“Fuck.”

It was the moment I thought it was. A voice came from behind. Ronan closed his eyes and spat out a curse. He turned his head, creaking like a rusty pump. There was no one.

“ok?”

To be precise, no one was paying attention to Ronan. He was dumbfounded and giggling. The same voice rang out.

“This way.”

“ah.”

Only then did Ronan realize that the voice came from below. When I lowered my gaze, a white head caught my eye. A small girl was squatting at his feet.

“…you?”

“I saw everything.”

The white hair that hung down to the floor gave the impression that it was overflowing because it was not full. The girl got up slowly. Even if the body was fully erect, the top of the head could only reach the vicinity of Ronan’s stomach. Raising her head and meeting Ronan’s eyes, she opened her mouth.

“You did it. Even taking off her clothes.”

“huh? I don’t know what you’re talking about…”

“Don’t pretend. It was exactly number 23.”

“what?”

“The number of times you swung your sword.”

The girl answered dryly. Goosebumps ran down Ronan’s spine. I never imagined that it would read so accurately.

It was in the midst of Ronan, whose head had gone blank, looking for something to say. Suddenly, the girl raised her hand and patted Ronan’s butt.

“It’s okay though. I’ll look at you because you’re handsome.”

“huh?”

“The face is my taste.”

Ronan looked at the girl dumbfounded. Judging by the look on his face, he didn’t seem to be joking or lying. The bright eyes were shining with the vivid color of the water.

‘What is it, boy?’

The girl was now openly touching Ronan’s butt. It seemed that the sticky hand movements had not been kneaded once or twice. Holding her hand, Ronan whispered.

“Stop touching me, man. Does that mean you don’t say anything?”

“huh.”

“Thank you… Stop touching me.”

The bracken-like hand was climbing up the back of her thigh again. Ronan stopped her again. The girl puffed out one cheek and muttered.

“It’s not worn out, but it’s a little small.”

“This is a very yellow little boy. You’re doing something that only my classmates would do.”

It looked cute, but what it did was no different from drunken punishment soldiers. The girl shook her head resolutely.

“Not a kid. Lady.”

“under.”

Ronan snorted. It felt like seeing Asher declaring himself to be a man.

“What is Lady? You have to hit it a lot so you’re around 13 or 14 years old.”

“I am older than you. And I am also a contestant.”

“what?”

“look. knife.”

The girl who said that tied her hair back. The sword that had been hidden in the hair was revealed. A longsword that seemed to be the same height as hers was slung sideways.

Judging by the state of the hilt, it was a very old sword. However, the blade was hidden in the scabbard, so it was unclear exactly what level of weapon it was. As the girl loosened her grip, the longsword disappeared into her hair again. Ronan asked in an astounding tone.

“Can a little boy like you participate in the festival of swords?”

“Because I’m not a kid, I’m a lady. I will go now.”

“Are you upset?”

The girl turned her back without answering. The wagging head turned a little late.

“Lady doesn’t complain about things like this. We’ll start soon, so you can go back quickly.”

“Uh…yes.”

“See you again.”

She waved at the dumbfounded Ronan. Ronan called the girl again, but she disappeared into the crowd without looking back.

“…what the fuck.”

Ronan looked at the place where the girl disappeared and murmured softly. It seemed like I was meeting a lot of strange little kids over the past few days.

There was a flickering moment when the girl managed to match the number of times she swung her sword. No. 23. To count so accurately what others have not even recognized. A belated shudder ran up his limbs.

‘…I’m a little excited.’

The first participant I met was an idiot, so I almost felt a bit disappointed about the event itself, but it felt like the emptiness was filled. Ronan moved to the plaza he had left.