Academy’s Genius Swordmaster - Chapter 173

173. Festival of Swords (16)

#173

“…exam ends.”

Alogin murmured. Only then did Nabi Rose put Daetaedo into the scabbard. Even after the winner was decided, the arena was still in silence. Residual smoke was escaping through vents in the walls and ceiling.

– Clap clap clap.

Then I heard the sound of applause from somewhere. That was the beginning. The sound of palms touching palms spread like wildfire. Before long, the entire arena was in an uproar. People who were speechless belatedly poured out the words they were holding.

“Great. It’s really amazing…!”

“To be at that level without using an aura… To be honest, I thought he would have regressed after stepping down from the front line.”

“By the way, was that really a flood sword? How did you get in?”

Some participants clapped their hands while standing up. Nabi Rose did not show any reaction and calmly responded to the cheers.

It was an honorable sight that couldn’t be more, but some people couldn’t even look at her. Most of them, including Schlieffen, were participants who still retained their integrity.

Having lost much of her clothing as a result of being caught in the explosion, she was unintentionally showing off her physical superiority. If it’s a problem that I’m not interested in, it’s a problem. Ronan, who was worse off, threw off his coat and shouted.

“Damn it, cover it up. What is a grown woman doing?”

“No fuss.”

Nabi Rose, who accepted the clothes, smiled. The moment she put on her coat, small sighs erupted from everywhere. The difference in physique between the two was so great that only the coat could cover the lower part of the thigh.

The fallen Nordrek still did not move. The dark red puddle that hung beneath his belly was slowly widening. The organizers with stretchers were running towards Nordrek. Alogin, who had been watching the scene, opened his mouth.

“…I was convinced at the end. I really didn’t think it was a flood sword.”

“I can’t believe that such trash reigned as the Sword Saint for 40 years. I was expecting it.”

“My older sister says, but you and the former swordsman are strangely strong. Anyway, to suppress it without bringing out everything until the end. Admirable.”

“It is a fair result.”

“But… if only the appearance had changed, how could it have penetrated our surveillance network?”

Allogin’s wrinkles deepened. I couldn’t understand at all how the camouflaged Flooding Sword was able to enter the final test. In order to prevent such a situation, he paid a high price and prepared a large amount of magic tools for interrogation.

At least while he was an elder, no one had filtered Farzan’s surveillance net. It was while he was stroking his chin. A girl’s voice came from behind.

“Probably memory sealing.”

Zaifa and Allogin turned at the same time. A small girl was squatting at Zaifa’s feet. Seeing her thick gray hair, Alogin recognized that she was one of the contestants.

“You obviously had a bye…”

“Hello. Hello tiger.”

Lynn greeted without even turning her head. She was paying all her attention to catch the tail of the jaypha as it moved to and fro. Jaifa said, resting her tail on top of her head.

“A memory seal. What do you mean by that?”

“It is literally. It temporarily locks the memory of who you are, leaving only your purpose behind. Then, even if you say an answer about yourself differently from the real thing, it won’t be a lie, so you can pass through a lot of psychological and emotional magic. Perhaps the magic was designed to break the seal the moment you see our princess.”

“…princess?”

Zaifa and Alogin frowned at the same time. Their gazes simultaneously turned to Nabi Rose, whose face was covered in blood.

Rin explained that this was the only way the Flood Sword could come this far while hiding its true identity. After sealing off his savagery and characteristic temper, he was able to perfectly portray the participant named Nordrek, who was a savage sword.

His preconceived notion that he couldn’t possibly be the torrential sword himself also facilitated his penetration. Alogin nodded as if he understood.

“…Come to think of it, people have changed since meeting Nabi Rose. How did you know that?”

“It’s just a magazine style. It’s something you learn naturally when you live for a long time. There was another guy who participated like that a long time ago.”

“once upon a time?”

Hearing that he had lived a long time, Alogin tilted his head. The girl in front of her looked like she was in her early to mid-teens at most. Rin, who finally grabbed Zaifa by the tail, murmured in a low voice.

“It was a waste. You too.”

“hmm…?”

Zaifa’s ears perked up. It was so small that it was only whispered about, but Zaypha didn’t bother to ask what it meant. Rin, who had been stroking Zaifa’s tail, turned and walked towards Ronan. Alogin looked at her from the back and played with his beard.

“What a strange girl…yes, if you investigate, you’ll find something. Soon the next test…”

“Wait.”

“Why?”

Alogin asked. Zaifa didn’t answer right away, but looked in the direction his intuition pointed. A battered Nordrek was leaving on a stretcher. His fangs were exposed through the slightly parted muzzle.

“It smells disgusting green.”

“What is that…”

Alogin was about to say something. Nordrek, who had been lying down, raised his upper body. A stream of sticky blood burst out of the open wound. The organizers escorting him screamed in fright.

“I woke up to the world…!”

“Come on, lie down again. The wound is serious!”

Nordrek didn’t answer. It was as cold as if the body had been submerged in ice water. Sensation in the tips of the limbs was fading. Realizing that he didn’t have much time left, he gritted his teeth.

“…Shit.”

“Come on, lie down. I will have to live for now…”

The medical team was about to lay him down. For a moment, Nordrek’s hand disappeared from sight, and the heads of the commissioners escorting him exploded simultaneously. Puff! The sound of skulls breaking echoed and people’s attention was drawn.

“Look over there! Medical staff!”

“What are you alive?”

Nabi Rose, who turned her gaze a little late, opened her eyes round. Nordrek, who drew his sword, was walking slowly. Seeing the headless corpses, Nabiroze said in an angry voice.

“This trash.”

It was because the body was not completely dismembered for interrogation. Naviroze immediately kicked off the ground and charged at Nordrek. At that moment, a huge amount of mana exploded on Nordrek’s shoulder. Ronan’s eyes widened. Amidst the rising mana, white flashes flickered at rapid intervals. It was the symbol of Nebula Clazier, the sparkle.

“at las.”

After exchanging glances with Zaifa, Ronan stood up. Naviroze reached Nordrek’s eyes in an instant. Her body rotated greatly as she drew the sword. A tail made of mana stretched along the sword path. Daetaedo, glowing dark green, seemed as if it would cut through even mountain ranges and glaciers. The blade was about to reach Nordrek. Kaaaang! Daetaedo, which was blocked by something, bounced off, and a metallic sound that seemed to tear the eardrum exploded.

“This…!”

“I admit it… it’s my negligence.”

“What have you done?”

“I should have used it earlier…”

Nordrek murmured, coughing up blood. Daetae also had Urusa suspended in the air. A grotesque shroud like an oil slick wrapped around Nordrek’s body.

Nabi Rose, who hurriedly braced himself, fired a sword attack again, but the unknown shield did not even fall into incontinence. It was the blessing of the stars, one of the powers of the giants. The crowd started to get upset.

“What is that?!”

“A shield? Is it magic?”

“No, it’s different. I heard it because my relative is in the Dawning Unit. Those are definitely Nebula Claziers…”

Suddenly, Nabi Rose noticed that there was no blood flowing from his wounds. The stab wounds that had gone all the way to the insides had turned into shallow scars before I knew it. Nordrek, who brushed his graying hair, continued.

“If possible, I tried to deal only with my full strength. I can’t help it.”

“The Flooding Sword.”

“Let’s all die together.”

The pale complexion had completely returned. Nordrek, clutching the hilt with both hands, struck the ground with his sword. Paaa…! A white halo of light began to rise through the cracks in the ground. Sensing a crisis, Nabi Rose quickly widened the distance.

‘I get hit. Everyone, not just me.’

Nabi Rose breathed in vain. It was not an attack that could be blocked or let go. I could feel the energy like a shield in front of my eyes from the flash of light that predicted a big explosion. This explosion was sure to blow up the entire arena without a trace. My overworked head was boiling. It was the car she was about to rush at to try to reduce the damage even a little. A familiar young man landed in front of her.

“Stop. You bastard.”

“you…!”

Nabi Rose’s eyes widened. In the hand of a young man with a strong body, a black sword was clutched from the hilt to the blade. said Ronan, glaring at Nordrek.

“Now you have revealed your true colors. Everyone should have seen this.”

“What are you doing! I can’t get out of here right now!”

A vein rose from Nabi Rose’s neck. Ronan didn’t answer. At that time, a flash of light emitted from Nordrek’s sword dyed the arena white. An explosion unlike anything he had ever seen was about to explode around him. Nabi Roze exclaimed.

“Ronan!!”

“Trust me a little bit.”

Ronan gripped the hilt tightly. A rich crimson color colored La Mancha. He swung his sword in a wide rotation. It was Naviroze’s spinning sword that he had been trying for a while. A black line appeared in the middle of the white that covered my vision. It was the moment when Ronan stopped spinning once. Chow ah! The pulsating mana lost its shape and scattered. Nordreks, who were at the epicenter, appeared. His eyes widened as if they would pop out.

“What nonsense is this…!”

“What’s wrong?”

Ronan spat on the floor. It was possible because the essence of the aura was also mana. He immediately spun one more turn and displayed his sword skills. The red crescent moon flew in a straight line and hit directly on the protection of the stars. Kwajangchang! The grotesque shield shattered as if it were glass. Nabi Roze was astonished.

“You Ronan…!”

“Awesome.”

Ronan raised a corner of his mouth and laughed. Nordrek, who had lost even the protection of the stars, hesitated in embarrassment. Then a huge shadow leaped from the podium. The shadow that landed in front of Nordrek without a sound opened its mouth.

“I am Zaifa Turgung, the vanguard commander of the Dawning Unit.”

“You bastard…!”

“I have a question for you. Nordreck. No, it’s Krogen, the torrential sword.”

“what?”

Nordrek raised an eyebrow. I had to keep my head high because my head was so high. In the hand that can pick up a watermelon like an apple, a sword reminiscent of a pole was held. Nabi Roze frowned.

“Why is that cat suddenly…”

“Instructor, wait a minute. Now it is his turn.”

“What do you mean?”

Nabi Roje made an expression that he did not understand. Jaipa, who was quietly looking down at Nordrek, continued.

“It happened on the 11th day of last month. Did you kill my men?”

“What do I know? Get lost, kid!”

Nordrek growled ferociously instead of answering Jaifa’s question. As his arms faded away, a red line was drawn across Zaifa’s chest. Chew! Red blood splashed over the sword scar. Ronan and Nabi Rose’s eyes widened.

“Zaipa?!”

“Damn that ignorant tiger.”

Ronan was disgusted. The new scars were drawn exactly intersecting the scars left by Nabi Rose. It was a deep wound, but Zayfa did not show any signs of pain. Nordrek, who slashed again, fell into panic.

“What kind of body…!”

It seemed to cut through rock rather than flesh. A bewildered Nordrek swung his sword again. Kang! Zaifa lightly blocked the attack by lifting her sword. Nordrek’s expression brightened. It was revealed that the opponent was not easy with that one sum. The corners of his mouth trembled, stiff and unable to move.

“Oh, you didn’t become a swordsman for nothing. It looks pretty fun, so I’ll deal with you first. If you know what kind of power I received there, I’m like you guys.”

Nordrek, who had been babbling about, gathered his aura. Suddenly, Zaifa raised his arm and slashed the moonsword. Nordrek hurriedly raised his sword and took a defensive stance. However, the sword fell on his head, cutting the sword in two, and the blackened blade pierced the top of his head

.

There was no death rage. The corpse, split from the top of the head to the groin, spread out on both sides. Splat. The two-parted nordrecks were scattered on the floor. The intestines that had lost their bowls spilled out. “…!

”

Silence fell in the bustling arena. Zaifa rubbed the wound on his chest with the palm of his hand and then removed it. Blood was smeared on the pitch black ball. Zaifa, who muttered something with his eyes closed, clenched his fists again. He slowly turned around, faced Ronan, and opened his mouth,

“…It’s as you said.