Academy’s Genius Swordmaster - Chapter 179

179. Aura (1)

#179

“Ugh…”

Ronan opened his eyes. It was dark everywhere. No matter how much he blinked, he couldn’t see, so he thought for a moment that he had gone blind.

What cleared up the misunderstanding was a thin, red beam of light cutting through the darkness. Ronan soon realized that it was the setting sun seeping through a crevice in the rocks.

‘Did it crash.’

He had no memory after being hit by Darman’s kick. I couldn’t smell it because there was blood pooling in the back of my nose. With each inhalation, a well-mixed mixture of saliva, blood, and gastric juice flowed down the chin. i am lying down now

“…Fuck.”

Ronan spat out a curse. It didn’t take long to get used to the darkness. As I looked around, I noticed rocks covering all sides. Is this what it would feel like to be trapped alive in a stone tomb? I was lucky that I didn’t end up like a rat trampled by a wagon, so it seemed that some rocks had created a space for support.

“Keuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…”

Suddenly, a pain that seemed to squeeze the whole body like a rag hit Ronan. It felt as if fragments of bone were piercing my intestines. It was really dangerous. Ronan, who was lying down and rummaging through his inner pockets, let out a self-deprecating laugh.

“It sucks….”

Only cuts remained on his hand that came out of the inside pocket. Baren’s special potion, which he carried for regular use, was completely shattered and turned into shards of glass. Ronan was well versed in desperate situations, but I thought this was a little harsh.

‘It’s hard like this. I have to recover first.’

Making a quick decision, Ronan closed his eyes. In order to do anything, I had to improve my body condition a little bit first. He focused his mind and began to circulate the mana accumulated in his heart throughout his body. It was an emergency treatment that I had learned at Phileon one day.

‘Fuck you. One o’clock is urgent.’

Ronan bit his lower lip. It was the best decision in the current situation, but self-healing took a long time and did not have enough healing power to heal serious injuries. Moreover, all sorts of random thoughts cluttered my head, making it difficult to concentrate.

“Rin…”

He twitched his lips as he recalled Rin’s sacrifice. She was stabbed on Ronan’s behalf. Rin’s body, which was rolling on the floor and moaning, was too thin.

I had to get out of here quickly, even for revenge. Then, this time, the moment he fought Darman came back to mind, interrupting his concentration.

It was an obvious defeat. Ronan had to admit that the son of a bitch who claimed to be his brother was a step above him. Of course, I had to take into account that I couldn’t fully focus on the fight because of my fucking family issues.

‘He was strong and intelligent. It’s the most fucked up kind.’

I still remember the scene where Zaifa was hit with a knife. The heads of the elders soared into the air. It was clear that Darman was aiming for the moment when they were losing their strength from the ritual.

However, even considering all of that, it was something that could not be done with ordinary skills. I wondered where this guy came from all of a sudden. I never thought there would be such a strong person besides the people I saw in the world of images that day. Suddenly, what Darman said during the battle flashed through his mind.

– When things are sorted out, I’ll invite you one more time. Enter Lycopos.

Ronan frowned. At the time, I responded with a sword attack, telling me to lick my dick instead of bullshit, but it was a word I had heard somewhere. After digging through his memory, he finally succeeded in recalling the source of the word.

‘Obviously in the desert at that time…’

The location is the heart of Dainhar. The speaker was Bishop Theranil. Having been badly wounded by Ronan, he threatened to say that Lycopos would come after you.

Was it Nebula Klagier’s sharpest sword? By analogy, it was like an assassin or a special organization where the strongest warriors in Nebula Clazie gathered. Suddenly, Ronan noticed that the cuts from Darman’s sword were the same as those left on the corpses of the slaughtered members of the Dawning Corps.

“…This bastard was also an accomplice.”

Only then did I understand why so many elite troops had been helplessly swept away. It must have been irresistible for them to see such a guy appearing with the torrential sword. After confirming that his body was minimally recovered, Ronan raised his upper body.

“Turn off…!”

I had to grit my teeth at the surging pain. Every time I moved, there was a sound like branches breaking. Ronan, who barely managed to sit down, spat out a curse.

“Shit…this is too sharp.”

Now I had to move on to the next step. A rock of this size could be cut down and escaped. Fortunately, I felt the hilt gripped in my right hand. It seemed that he hadn’t lost sight of it even while he fell while shaking that damn thing. Ronan’s face drastically crumpled as he lowered his gaze.

“Dog fuck.”

La Mancha was destroyed. About half of the blade, which had been torn apart, had been lost.

Only then did Ronan remember that he blocked Darman’s kick with La Mancha’s blade. Thanks to that, I was able to save my life. I hurriedly fed the blood that flowed from the body, but the cracks adhered to it, and only the spirit revived, but the missing part did not grow back.

‘When will I find this again?’

This was just too much. If you find the part that fell off and put it together, it will stick together, but I didn’t have time for that right now. Ronan, who made a decision after a short contemplation, switched his core. Brilliant mana began to flow over his shoulder.

“okay. Let’s see if we can get away with it.”

He could have escaped by activating Terranil’s auror, Shockwave. Of course, if a landslide occurred or a high-rise rock fell over your head, you would ride a carriage directly to the underworld, but now was not the time to consider all of those things one by one. It was the moment he was about to manifest his aura. A familiar voice came from behind.

“It’s reckless.”

“……!”

Goosebumps broke out all over my body. Ronan almost reflexively turned his head. A familiar face caught my eye. Rin, who was squatting by the bedside, was staring at him.

“…Rin?”

Lynn waved her hand in response. Ronan’s eyes widened as if they would pop out. Her voluminous gray hair flowed down to the floor.

“I am very hurt. It must be painful…”

It was Rin’s car that was trying to offer consolation in a calm manner. Ronan stretched out his arms and hugged her tightly. The pain in my body was forgotten in an instant. Rin, who was dumbfounded by the sudden action, smiled.

“It’s bold. Please do it a little faster.”

“Are you okay?”

Ronan pulled away and grabbed Rin’s shoulders. No matter how hard I looked at it, Rin was right. I thought he was dead then. Hearing those words, Rin’s mouth popped out.

“No way. Does this look okay?”

She reached out her index finger and pricked Ronan’s forehead. Only then did Ronan notice that Rin’s chest was stained red. There was a hollow wind hole in the place where Darman’s sword had been pierced. It was so severe that it was unrealistic to see the other side clearly. Ronan, who alternately looked at the wound and Rin’s face, opened his mouth.

“…how?”

“It’s a body that was constructed at best, but it’s a pity. Still, I have no regrets.”

Lynn shook her head. Hearing the incomprehensible sound, Ronan frowned. Am I a body out of nowhere? She grunted and continued.

“By the way, you haven’t answered my question yet.”

“question?”

“huh. I asked if you would like to have it.”

Then Ronan noticed that Rin’s body was slightly transparent. Her hair was also shining softly, as if she were seeing a spirit.

Suddenly, Darman recalled the conversation he had with Rin right before he started playing. We talked about the Holy Sword. Remembering the hypothesis he had established at the time, Ronan narrowed his brows.

“You…”

“I don’t have time. See and judge for yourself.”

Suddenly, Lynn held out her hand as if to shake hands. Ronan held the fern-like hand as if possessed by something. Suddenly, fantasies rushed through my mind like waves. It was the same feeling as when holding the sword spirit summoned to the holy land.

‘what…!’

A black dragon was roaring in the middle of the wilderness. The two pairs of wings, like Sheeta, were huge enough to cover the entire field of view. Its neck, bent like a swan’s, towered above the walls of the empire.

It was not difficult to infer the identity of the dragon. I had only seen it in pictures or in children’s books, but it was the first time I actually encountered it. Ronan involuntarily muttered the evil creature’s name.

“Orsay.”

It was a demonic dragon that had reigned in the center of the continent for over a thousand years. Countless soldiers were rushing towards Orsay. A man with a white sword raised was leading the way on horseback. The flag raised in the middle of the army had a falcon, the symbol of the Balon Empire, drawn on it.

The dragon spread its four wings, and the fire it spewed was fired at them. It was an imminent situation that would turn at least thousands of people into ashes. Just as the torrent of flame was about to engulf the soldiers, the man in the lead swung his sword wide. Quaaaaaa! The fire split on both sides as if it were firewood, and a path leading to Orsay appeared. The Demon Dragon shouted in a loud voice.

【Do mortals dare to challenge me!】

“Yaaaaaa!”

Instead of answering, the man let out a wild roar. Orsay breathed fire again, but the pure white sword cut even that off. Ronan, who suddenly saw the man’s face, froze. The young man who confronts the dragon bears a striking resemblance to the 44-year-old Balon whom he had recently had an audience with.

“That person…!”

“that’s right. It’s Balon.”

Rin’s voice came from somewhere. The moment Orsay and Balon clashed, the place changed. It was the holy place of Parzan, which he knew well. A sword was stuck under the brilliant night sky overflowing with stars. It was the same as the one held in Balon’s hand, which was all white.

“It was a place where I ran away because I was disappointed with Balon. I think it was not a bad decision.”

Time passed quickly along with Rin’s words. The sun and moon rose and set thousands of times. At some point, on the outskirts of the crater, where the light was pooling, a building was built to house the elders. The souls of the sword that remembered the owner grew one by one next to the white sword.

How many times have the seasons changed? Suddenly, the figure of the white sword shimmered and changed into that of a girl. Her white, voluminous hair resembled the color of her sword body. The girl drew a random sword from the surroundings and turned her head. A familiar face appeared. She squatted down out of nowhere and looked at Ronan.

“thief.”

“what?”

Ronan’s eyes widened. The surrounding landscape had suddenly turned into a familiar village. Standing in the middle of Gran Parzan, Ronan held a gorgeous dagger in his hand. He said looking at Rin.

“…you are the holy sword.”

“huh. It’s unfortunate. I wanted to visit the academy you mentioned.”

“Can’t we go now?”

“It’s not like that, but I wanted to enjoy it with a human body. Eating, drinking, and touching.”

“You’re an impure kid.”

Ronan laughed. Rin insisted that she was a lady, not a kid. Even in the midst of this, her body was getting more and more blurry. Sensing that time is running out, Ronan opened his mouth.

“Holy Sword. I’ll have it. I don’t like the expression of having, so let’s go together.”

“Excellent choice.”

“Fuck, now I have some hope. Am I going to be as strong as Balon then?”

“I can’t guarantee that it depends on your potential. If there is no capital left, there may not be much change.”

Lin explained that all he could do was bring out the potential of users. She looked Ronan up and down and said in a worried tone.

“And your physical condition is not very good right now. It’s a situation where you need plenty of rest and treatment. It could go wrong if you hastily awaken your dormant power.”

“Never mind that. Because it’s okay.”

“You are so amazing. Aren’t you afraid to die?”

Lin tilted her head. His bright eyes seemed to say that he had never seen a guy like you in his life. Ronan, who spat out the blood in his mouth, replied indifferently.

“Why not? It’s fucking scary.”

“But why are you doing this? You knew earlier that Darman was stronger than you.”

“Nothing special.”

Ronan stumbled and rose from his seat. It’s not a lie, I felt like I could lose even if I had a hand-to-hand fight with Asher. As Rin said, he jumped at him even though he knew he would lose to Darman. There was no particular reason. Ronan took a deep breath and continued.

“I just did it because I had to.”

“Huh.”

Lynn laughed. It looked like it was pretty. Her body, which had been gradually blurring, emitted a bright light.

“Ugh…!”

Ronan raised his hand and covered his eyes. The light soon subsided. When I opened my eyes again, Rin’s figure was gone.

“Rin?”

No answer came back. However, Ronan realized that his body was no longer sore. The wounds covering his whole body had disappeared as if he had washed them. He lowered his gaze with his right hand and sighed.

“This…”

La Mancha was completely restored. However, the sword body that filled the place that had been broken and lost was as brilliant white as Rin’s hair. It was as if the light had grown out of the shadows. A familiar voice resounded in Ronan’s silent head.

[As expected, I have eyes to see people.]

Ronan silently grabbed the hilt. Strength was returning to his limbs. He could feel his heart beating at the same speed as it had on the day he fought Ahayute. A brilliant halo of light leaked from the crevices in the rocks that covered him.