Academy’s Genius Swordmaster - Chapter 228

228. Sea Road, Dragon City (1)

#228

“Gagging! Coo,”

Ronan quipped. It felt like it was squeezing my stomach like a rag. Even the sea breeze, which should have been refreshing, felt disgusting like stale water. Schlieffen, stumbling beside him, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief.

“…As expected, it puts a strain on the body.”

“Oooh! Whoa!”

Asher was holding on to the tree and regurgitating what was inside. With this, none of the three did not vomit. Ronan, who spat with disgust, muttered ferociously.

“If we go back to Jedo… Heo Eok will break the legs of the guy who made this scroll.”

“Woo … Woo … I’m so … this is really ….”

Asel cried. In less than ten minutes, the three arrived at the southern port of Tandrey.

The five scrolls prepared in advance were exhausted. It seemed as if the afterimages of the ever-changing scenery were still floating in front of my eyes every time I scrolled.

However, as if they had arrived early, they had already been complaining of pain in the same place for about thirty minutes. It was because of the side effects caused by the continuous space movement magic.

Ronan was able to feel once again how sophisticated the space magic of Kratyr and Navardoze was. Of course, even considering the side effects, it was incomparably more convenient than other means of transportation.

“Anyway, they arrived.”

Barely coming to his senses, he brushed his bangs. The panoramic view of Tandrey Pier was spread out under the dark blue sky where the dawn was about to start. The air, much hotter than the night sea and the palm tree islands, was letting them know that they had come to the right destination.

“Those bachelors are still doing that. Where are you sick?”

“No, it suddenly appeared out of thin air! Why don’t you believe me?”

Some people were talking about Ronan’s party. Even though it was still early, there were quite a lot of people in the port. Judging by their wild demeanor, most of them looked like fishermen.

In the middle, women who seemed to be their wives or daughters were walking around. Perhaps because he was from the South, he had a charm that caught everyone’s attention in many ways. What is the harmony of tanned skin and sense of volume? Ronan muttered as if possessed by something.

“…I should have been born in the South.”

“Maybe I wasn’t bad.”

Asher did not particularly deny it. The bond between men was such a law. Only Schlieffen kept his eyes closed as if to shake off his anguish. What is the nobility of blue blood?

They immediately moved to the farthest corner of the dock. I wanted to dip my toes into the nightlife of the South, but I didn’t have the time to do so. Before long, Ronan spotted a familiar face and waved.

“Hey, come on.”

“I would have told you not to call me that.”

Itargand frowned. He was standing in front of the pier with a rather tired look on his face. It was because he had come in advance to hand over the boat to the three.

“I ask you one last time. Is it really okay if I don’t go?”

“Yes ma’am. I’m studying hard because this is enough to overflow.”

Ronan waved his hand. I had no intention of taking Itargand with me in the first place. Aside from being a freshman in the midst of a busy period, it was clear that he would stand out unconditionally in Adren due to his status as a blood relative of Navardoze. Itargand, realizing his meaning, nodded.

“I get it. Surely that sounds like the right decision.”

“I’ll take your heart. So, is this the boat we’re going on?”

Ronan pointed to the sailboat behind Itargand. It was a small sloop that could carry twenty people at most. Compared to the red galleon he rode before, it was about the size of a golden eagle and a chick.

“My tastes have become frugal. But the rides before were too loud.”

“Don’t underestimate it. It’s a pear that is incomparably more valuable than the last piece of wood that was only large in size. My red whirlwind can perform all actions automatically without a single crew member.”

Itargand spoke triumphantly. He explained that this red whirlwind sloop is the crystallization of magical engineering and the best choice for sailing. To be honest, I’m not sure, but looking at the measurements, it seemed like a really good boat. Ronan tapped him on the shoulder.

“Thank you. To lend me such a nice boat.”

“Think of it as your body and ride it. I won’t let you go even if you give me a scratch.”

“Yes, yes. don’t worry.”

Ronan waved his hand. Of course, I didn’t mean to treat it harshly. It took about eight days at most to get to Adren, but surely something would happen in that short period of time. It was the car he and his party were about to board. Itargand said.

“There is something I want to tell you for a moment.”

“What?”

“I haven’t been to Adren for a long time, so I don’t know what it’s like now… It’d be better not to talk about the fact that you’re my servant.”

His expression and tone were serious. Ronan tilted his head.

“why?”

“It is a childish political issue. The current dragon king, Ajidhaka, is a person with a tremendous inferiority complex towards his mother. Now that my mother has been absent for a long time, there is a possibility that she will make useless faults and harass you.”

“It’s the Dragon Lord’s fault. That’s scary.”

Ronan twitched his lips. It felt more dangerous because it was enough. It would be fortunate if he ended up being denied lodging or forced deportation.

“Yo Yongwang?”

“Not good news.”

The two people listening from behind also reacted. Of course, there was no other choice, so they boarded the ship without saying anything. The departure took place quietly.

“I will be back.”

“Do not tarnish my honor as a servant. May you achieve what you want and come back.”

Ronan waved at Itargand. As soon as the rope tied to the pier was untied, the boat slowly began to move forward. The sun, now beginning to reveal its head, was dyeing the eastern part of the sea red.

****

The place where Adren was located was in the middle of the sea called the Baekkyung Sea. Unlike the jewel-like beautiful southern sea, it was a place with waves of wild blue that felt empty.

On the morning of the fifth day after departure, Ronan’s party entered the Baekkyung Sea. The intense sunlight, incomparable to land, was beating down on the deck. Huge cumulonimbus clouds, like ancient castles, were floating on the horizon.

“Damn, I can’t get used to this heat at all.”

Ronan grumbled. It had been a long time since I had taken off my top. A salty wind was hitting his bare skin, but it was not enough to cool him down.

His skin had ripened to a coppery color similar to that of butterfly rosé. Contrary to the islands where the leaves have begun to change color, the southern seas are reaching the peak of summer. Asher, who was reading a book next to the ice pillar he created, opened his mouth.

“W It’s cool when you come here…”

“That’s not romantic. romance.”

Ronan clicked his tongue. I had never been to such a distant sea in my previous life, so I wanted to enjoy this voyage as raw as possible. Ronan, who was watching the sail blown by the fair wind, muttered in admiration.

“Anyway, this is amazing whenever I see it. There is a reason why the young boy was confident.”

“Yes. really.”

Asher nodded. As Itargand said, this was a truly amazing ship.

It was able to respond to unexpected situations such as encountering a storm or big waves as well as daily actions such as steering or folding and unfolding the sails. Since the destination, Adren, had already been set, the only thing the three of them had to worry about was a surprise attack from the enemy or the food they would eat that day.

“I wish it would continue like this.”

“So it is.”

Asher murmured. Ronan also shook his head. The solemn resolve that had been cherished at the time of departure was inevitably loosened in the same scenery that continued for five days.

The occasional fishing boat or uninhabited island was nowhere to be seen. Only encounters with marine life, such as whales and schools of flying fish, served as a variation.

The three of them liked this peace very much. It was obvious that he would go through hardships at Adren, so there was a wish that it would be maintained at least for the time being.

It was around the time the setting sun hung over the top of my head. Schlieffen, who was standing with his arms crossed at the bow, spat out a word.

“It is an island.”

“ok? really?”

Ronan, who was lying in the hammock, stood up. When I went to the west rail of the ship, I saw indeed dark green masses floating on the horizon.

“Really. It’s pretty big too.”

“It looks like an island with a name.”

Judging from the fact that there were several lumps, it was an archipelago. Unfortunately, it was out of the way of the red whirlwind’s voyage. Asher, who came belatedly, opened a map the size of his torso and said.

“They say it’s a place called the Pashanti Islands.”

“Pashanti archipelago?”

Ronan shrugged his eyebrows. It was a name I had heard by passing by once. Before long, he snapped his fingers, recalling what happened at Aurora Skal.

“aha.”

It was definitely an island that served as the base for the subordinates of Poison Dragon. Was the name of the organization Green Tusk? Ronan, who was looking at the island, frowned.

“Annoying bastards.”

Just imagining being involved in a criminal organization where a dragon reigns as the boss made me sick. After telling the other two about the green tusk and poisonous dragon, he opened his mouth.

“It was an island with such a background. It’s going to be annoying, so let’s just go quietly.”

“Yes. I think that would be good too.”

Asher nodded quickly. The ship was heading towards Adren anyway, so it was a problem that could be solved by just staying still. Ronan laughed and patted his white back.

“Don’t be too scared, man. Anything special?”

“Yes. Is that so…?”

Asher let out a sigh of relief. The three of them returned to their positions and began to concentrate on what they were doing. Schlieffen sharpened his sword, and Ronan did sit-ups while standing on his hands.

It was the moment Asher opened the Vajra to finish reading the part he was reading. Aaaaaaaaaaaa!! A roaring sound that seemed to rupture the eardrums resounded, and at the same time the hull rocked.

“Huhhhhhh!”

“What the fuck?!”

Asher screamed and jumped up. Ronan and Schlieffen turned their heads in the direction of the sound almost simultaneously. The mast responsible for the center of the ship was dented as if it had been bitten by an invisible beast. A thick layer of smoke was dispersing in the sea breeze.

“Po-po-po bombs?”

Asher cried and said. At that moment, the slowly leaning mast collapsed onto the deck. bang!! The pillars, thicker than a large tree, completely destroyed the deck and cabin roof. Ronan put the palm of his hand on his forehead. Itargand’s voice, which said that he would not let go even if it hurt him, seemed to resonate in his ears.

“Nimi.”

“What?! where…!”

Asher, who managed to control his emotions, looked around like a meerkat. Whiririt-! A sound resembling a whistle rang out from somewhere. Schlieffen, who reflexively turned around, swung his sword. Kwakwang! An explosion occurred in the sky about twenty paces away from the ship. As he gazed across the sea, he opened his mouth.

“It is on the island side. You are good at hiding your presence.”

“what?”

Ronan ran to his side. Indeed, from the side of the Pashanti Islands, three sailboats were approaching, cutting through the current. All were galleons many times larger than the red whirlwind.

On the front of each boat, there was a terribly ugly figure of a dragon’s bow that had been eaten. Recognizing their identity at once, Ronan spat out a curse.

“ah. Fuck.”

“This is the territorial sea of the venomous dragon Drahavie! Stop the boat ahead!”

As if to prove his expectation, a loud voice rang out from the side of the sailboat. I thought it would pass as quietly as possible, but I never thought it would take this. It seemed clear that the shells had also been fired from the other side.

If this happened, there was no choice but to be ridiculed or ostracized. Asher was breathing heavily and restoring the broken mast to its original position. Ronan sighed and looked back at Schlieffen.

“Huh… I’ll do it. Or you will.”

“I have already finished one ship.”

“what?”

Ronan frowned. He hurriedly lowered his gaze and noticed that the sword blade was not attached to the hilt Schlieffen was holding.

It was the car Ronan was about to say. Sugak-! I thought the wind was blowing much stronger, but the sailboat coming from the lead was cut in the vertical direction.