Academy’s Genius Swordmaster - Chapter 28

28. Gran Cappadocia (1)

#28

“Butterfly rose?”

“Attach the instructor. And smoking is prohibited on campus.”

Tanned skin and light gray hair. The previous swordsman, Naviroze, was standing there. On her back was slanted a daetaedo that was longer than her height.

After shaking off the pipe, Ronan stood up.

“It’s been a while. What’s going on here?”

“That’s what I want to ask you, Ronan. What happened to the imperial swordsmanship class?”

“I got kicked out for doing too well. I’m sorry.”

Ronan, who was rummaging through his pockets, handed out the certificate of early completion to Nabi Rose. Seeing the crumpled certificate of completion, Nabi Rose nodded.

“Looks like it was a little boring. I expected it.”

“It’s nice to know something I didn’t know, but I don’t have the taste of accomplishing anything. It was fun when I was self-studying the instructor’s skills.”

Ronan remembered the time when he copied Nabi Rose’s spinning sword at the inn. It took a while to get used to, but it was worthwhile.

Nabi Rose, who was pondering something, opened her mouth.

“Pull out your sword.”

“yes?”

“Let’s fight sparring once. There is nothing to do anyway.”

“No, but you’re sparring here?”

Instead of answering, Nabi Rose put her hand on the hilt of Dae Tae-do. Ronan had no choice but to draw his sword. Seeing the state of the black iron sword, Nabi Rose frowned.

“…Did you keep wielding it?”

“Ah yes. Until I get a new sword this weekend.”

“Take care of your weapon. The sword is the life of a swordsman.”

“It doesn’t matter who wields it, all swords are there. Of course, I will choose the one that is as durable as possible.”

“what?”

Suddenly, Nabi Rosé’s face hardened. She let go of the hilt and sighed lightly.

“I wanted to figure out my skills first, but…Dalian is cancelled. Bring the knife here.”

“Oh.”

Nabi Roze grabbed Ronan’s sword without a word. She started stroking the blade of the black iron sword with her fingers. Every time I felt the rough scars on my fingertips, the space between Nabi Rosé’s brows narrowed.

“The management is negligent…no, it’s just not at the level. Why do you think so many swordsmen are looking for a great sword with their eyes open, and why do you think they care for their own soldiers like their own children?”

“Because you lack skills?”

“…Well, maybe you don’t know. Because I couldn’t even reach the level of a sword user. It might not mean much to someone who doesn’t know how to feed mana into a weapon.”

Upon hearing this, Ronan’s eyes widened.

“What did you know?”

“okay. I can’t believe that he can exert such power without using any mana.”

“It’s not that I don’t write, it’s that I can’t. I’m going crazy too.”

“You don’t have to worry too much about that. Because someday I will be able to write. However, if you don’t get into the habit of choosing and managing good weapons from now on, you’ll be in trouble later when managing mana.”

Nabi Roze walked to the shore of the lake. The ripples created by the spring wind were rising on the wide open lake. Nabi Rose, who was in a pose with her feet, opened her mouth.

“Look carefully. I will teach you the importance of weapons.”

Hiss! Nabirosé’s arm disappeared from sight for an instant. Sword blades flew across and landed in the center of the lake. Chow! A fan-shaped spray rose and covered the forest on the other side of the lake.

“Oh oh.”

Ronan was amazed. It was a surprisingly clean swordsman. Nabi Rose threw the black iron sword at Ronan.

“It’s something you’ll never use more than you think. It’s just a block of iron.”

“You are too much. Is it that much different from Instructor’s sword?”

Ronan tilted his head. It was a good enough blow to compare the memories of the previous life. As of now, Naviroze must have been one of the best swordsmen on this continent.

Sureureung. Nabi Rose silently drew out her own great attitude. Her arm was out of sight again. same attitude. same technique.

-Chwaaaaagh!

different results.

A water barrier filled the field of view. The spray that rose from end to end of the lake obscured the sun. The sword energy that flew toward the water created a slope that continued from the water surface to the bottom of the lake.

Ronan’s eyes widened as if they would pop out.

“Nimi what is this…”

Ronan looked down the blue slope. Down there I could see the bottom of a waterless lake.

Mud with stab wounds was bouncing. For the first time in my life, the water grass was rustling. A few unluckily cut up fish were blinking their eyes.

“Register for my class, Ronan. Originally, you can take classes from the second year, but I will give you special permission.”

Shoot Ahah … The water that covered the sky began to pour out. Students walking along the lakeside were running away with their heads covered.

Against the background of the lake closing with a roar, Nabi Roze said.

“There are only conditions. Bring a weapon suitable for you that you can wield for half a lifetime.”

****

“…that happened.”

Ronan opened his mouth with a serious expression. The first weekend in Phileon.

Asher and Marya, who had changed into casual clothes, were blindly led by Ronan’s hand and were walking somewhere.

“Damn it!”

Sitting on Ronan’s shoulder was Sheeta, who had returned the day before. Upon hearing the story of Nabi Rose, Asher opened his mouth in admiration.

“Awesome…weapons are important.”

“Yes, it is important to know how to handle mana. I also decided to cover up my weapons and use them.”

“That sounds like a good idea. By the way, how was the last week? The timetable was scary…”

Asher also knew Ronan’s murderous timetable. Ronan sighed and took out a bundle of paper from his inside pocket and handed it to Asher.

“This?”

“Notice of Dismissal.”

All the crumpled papers were early completion certificates. Asher’s eyes widened.

“How many of these are there? Empire Swordsmanship Empire Spearmanship Basic Fighting Skills Shield Skills Basic…”

“Nine chapters. Thanks to that, the timetable just went blank.”

Ronan grumbled. The timetable, which was packed full of things, had dozens of Xs drawn on it. All of them were subjects that were processed early.

“If you have any other good classes, please introduce them. I’m just talking about physical training.”

Most of the classes that were taken early were basic martial arts subjects. He was processed early in a similar vein to Abar’s class.

– I have nothing more to teach you.

– I’m glad there are no more cadets like you. ‘Cause I’d starve

– Let’s be honest. Have you ever dealt with the original window?

Marja frowned. She had been rolling around in Avar’s hell training until just yesterday.

“I was very hungry. This is why I hate geniuses.”

“No, I don’t know if it’s difficult, but it’s simple.”

“Do you know how much your classmates envy you? Maybe if you handled mana well, it wouldn’t be strange even if you dropped out half of it.”

Hearing the word mana, Ronan quietly took out his pipe. Just thinking about it made my head fall out. Asher, who had intervened without notice, tilted his head.

“Ah, mana still doesn’t respond well?”

“…okay. I looked like a monkey. Something fundamentally went wrong.”

twice a week. Despite the classes of the best professors in the empire, Ronan was unable to respond to mana. He was the only student in his class who hadn’t even reached the level of a sword user.

“The second seat can’t even respond to mana. Isn’t that fucking funny? The head master had his aura bloomed at the age of 11.”

Ronan chuckled self-deprecatingly. Asher clenched his fists and said.

“Someday…no, sooner or later…!”

“I know man.”

Ronan hit Asher on the head with a pipe. It was frustrating, but it was worth the challenge. said Marja, putting her pods behind her head.

“If there is a potion that helps with mana response, I will bring it to you. So where are we going now?”

“That’s right. I was curious too.”

It seemed like they had been walking for a while, but they didn’t seem to have any plans to stop. Asher was looking around the increasingly gloomy streets with uneasy eyes.

“Ah. I’ve been thinking about it, but I thought it would be better if we all went together.”

“Where?”

Ronan, who was rummaging through his inner pocket, took out a metal plaque. Marja’s eyes widened as she recognized the identity of the metal plate. Ronan said as he snatched the tile he had thrown into the air.

“A place that can make some decent weapons.”

****

The blacksmith Schlieffen was talking about was located at the far west end of the workshop street.

After walking for about thirty minutes, the three of them arrived in front of a blacksmith with the stupid name [Hammer, Hammer, Hammer]. Ronan felt strange. He tilted his head,

“…isn’t this here?”

The three of them looked around. Something was strange. Apart from the fact that they were all collapsing, there was no sign of anyone. Ronan murmured, “I can’t believe

that bastard lied… let’s go in first.”

Ronan entered the smithy and looked around. It seemed like it had been untouched for a long time. The furnace was cold and all the weapons hanging on the walls were rusted. “Is anyone there?

”

Ronan’s voice echoed in the darkness, then a rattling sound was heard from inside and a man walked out holding his head

.

It was a giant with two heads longer than Ronan. His upper body, exposed with nothing on top, had frizzy hair. He looked more like an animal than a

human .

“Hidden.” Ronan frowned. The man smelled of alcohol and iron and a nasty dog smell.

”

Why are you here?”

“I’m here to get weapons. They say this place makes knives so well.”

“Haa… I’m not very lucky. I haven’t been in business for a while. Can’t you see that the fire in the furnace is off?”

“The man spat on the floor. Ronan took a deep breath and suppressed his anger. People outside could hear if he was yelling here. Ronan rummaged in his inside pocket and pulled out a

metal plate.

“Look.”

“ok?”

Ronan held the metal plate in front of the man’s eyes. The man’s pupils widened in an instant. He looked at Ronan and Asher and Marya behind the metal plate one at a time, then sneered

. are you?”

“yes?”

“So, are you Grancia? Shit, I don’t know where the information is leaking. Get lost, kid.”

The man scratched his crotch, yawning profusely before opening his mouth, fixing his eyes on Marja and Asher

.

“that?”

“Those soft kids. They look so delicious.”

The man giggled vulgarly. Asher and Marja’s expressions hardened. Ronan looked at them and said, “Be careful with your mouth bro. You could live crippled for the rest of your life

.”

“Is it wrong to say that something that looks delicious looks delicious? If you twist it, try it.”

“Is it so?”

Ronan pulled the hilt of the sword. The tip of the black iron sword was fired directly at the man’s shoulder blades. The moment the sword strike touched the man’s skin.

-Chang !

It spread.

“What is it?”

“Ro Ronan! Carl!”

Ronan narrowed his eyes. In his hand was a black iron sword that had been cut in half. The half of the broken blade was stuck in a wooden wall

.

The man laughed incredulously. He didn’t even realize that the sword had been fired. Marja, who was glaring at the man, suddenly screamed, ”

Huh?! Go armor?”

The upper body of the man who was obviously not wearing anything was covered with armor. No one present saw the man getting dressed.

The man sighed as he stroked the part where Ronan had hit him.

“Damn, the enchantment is unlocked just by blocking it once. I need to reinforce it a bit more.”

“What kind of magic did you do?”

Ronan frowned. Judging from the broken black iron sword, it wasn’t normal armor. It seemed to have the same hardness as Lord Madoros or even more.

But it wasn’t that there was no way to break through. Ronan was about to swing the half-cut sword again. The man raised both hands and waved them.

“Whoa whoa stop it. It’s okay to come in because I passed. Damn, this is the first time I’ve ever seen a quick sword like this in my life.”

“pass?”

“okay. No matter how you look at it, someone who isn’t Grancia is holding out Grancia’s hand, but you can’t just let them in. I tried provoking you to see your skills. Who gave you the bill?”

Ronan didn’t answer. He pointed with his thumb at Asher and Marya in the back and said,

“First of all, apologize to those kids.”

“It is. sorry everyone I didn’t mean it.”

The man immediately bowed his head politely. The two people, embarrassed by the unexpected action, accepted the apology bewildered. After seeing that, Ronan answered the question.

“Schlieffen.”

“That miserable youngster? It’s a big deal.”

The man laughed and hit his leg with a hammer. Again, a metallic sound rang out before the hammer hit the bridge. Another armor appeared.

It was a form that completely covered the legs, and the top and bottom were connected, so it was a nice armor that might be worn by knights. Ronan lowered the knife.

“The blacksmith, Werewolf, is new again.”

“What did you notice?”

“The smell of dogs must be quite strong. Are you the owner of this forge?”

The man burst into laughter. He looked down with interest at Ronan, who did not lose his composure.

“no. I’m just an apprentice The ones who can be called masters are the inspirations below.”

“Then why are you here and not helping with the smithy? If it’s the role of the gatekeeper, you can hire someone else.”

“I wanted to test the invisible armor I developed this time. Originally, I was going to ask the knights of the Grancia family to blow up their skills, but you guys came.”

With those words, the man’s body began to transform. Its snout stretched out, and gray-brown hairs sprouted all over its body.

His head was so high that it almost touched the ceiling. It was almost the size of Wear Lion or Wear Tiger.

“Heehee!”

“Are you a werewolf?”

“Pyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…!”

Asher and Marya panicked and retreated. Sheeta puffed up her fur as if threatening. Ronan asked with a bored expression.

“Why did you suddenly transform?”

“I wanted to show the excellence of my masterpiece. Look at this, even though the physique has changed, it doesn’t peel off or break.”

Looking at it, it was definitely intriguing. The bizarre armor spontaneously opened at the seams and fitted precisely to the man’s physique. said the man triumphantly.

“How is it not awesome? Magic smelting is the forefront of technology. Blacksmiths who only hammer metal in an old fashioned way cannot survive anymore.”

Just by looking at the man’s expression, you could feel the enthusiasm for his job. Ronan laughed and put the black iron sword that had been cut in half into the scabbard.

“It’s definitely worth making weapons exclusively for the Grancia family.”

“What did you know about that? Ha ha ha! I am also proud of my workplace.”

Its large tail swayed from side to side. The man with his mouth torn to the side of his ear held out his hand.

“It’s Didican.”

“Ronan.”

“Okay Ronan. What exactly is the purpose of visiting the forge?”

“To obtain a useful weapon.”

“Then you have come to the right place. let’s go in Friends there too.”

“Are you going in?”

“Then did you really think this was our workplace? Follow me.”

The three men and one followed Didican into the forge. From the outside, it looked very cramped, but the space was wider than I thought.

Didican stopped behind the furnace. He looked back at Ronan and the others and said.

“Everyone stick by my side. I don’t know if I can ride all of this at once.”

The party huddled together with Didican at the center. Didican, who was fumbling along the wall of the furnace, pressed down on a certain section.

The building seemed to vibrate slightly, and the floor they were standing on began to slowly descend.

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