Academy’s Genius Swordmaster - Chapter 31

31. Reunion (1)

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Baren opened his mouth. His eyes were still fixed on Marfez and Sheeta.

“Atia Fairy is the vampire of the Warsaw clan in the middle. Each possesses the ability to manipulate blood magic and heal wounds.”

“I recognize Orsay, but I don’t know the rest. You mean these are all people who might have influenced Sheeta?”

“That’s right. It resembles the black dragon in appearance and the other two in ability. Assuming that it is influenced by organisms, not the environment. But…something is strange.”

Baren finally looked at Ronan. The corners of his eyes, covered with golden fur, were moist. Ronan asked while chewing on a tray-sized cookie.

“What is strange?”

“There are contradictions throughout. First of all, from the appearance that resembles a hatchling. The black dragon is not a dragon that enjoys polymorphs, and if it had passed near Marfez in its true form, there would be no way he wouldn’t have noticed.”

Ronan nodded. That was definitely right. Judging by the time and place of Marfez’s disappearance, there was almost no possibility that he was influenced by the dragon. Baren continued.

“Even assuming that the appearance came from a dragon, its abilities are strange. I don’t know of any dragons that can use blood magic and healing magic at the same time. Besides, vampires have almost dried up within the Imperial Territory, and fairies live far more away from civilization…” ”

Well then, there’s not much progress.”

“I’m sorry, but it is. I just made a hypothesis.”

“A hypothesis?”

Ronan narrowed his eyes. Varen, who cleared his throat once, pointed to Sheeta and said.

“What the dream bird absorbs before laying eggs…maybe it’s not mana.”

“What do you mean?”

“As I said before, dream birds are very rare among fantasy species. Almost no information is known.”

With those words, Baren brought a thick notebook. It was a note written while living with Marpez for 40 years. He said that this one volume contains more than 80% of the known information about the Dream Bird.

“The phenomenon that Sheeta showed before hatching is very different from the known information. Perhaps, starting from this incident, new research results on dream birds will come out.”

Absorbed mana even in egg state. It wasn’t enough, and he even drank blood.

His behavior after waking up was also bizarre. Silent high-speed flight, blood-handling magic wound healing, and more. There wouldn’t have been an animal without such a root.

“If not mana, what would it absorb?”

“well. I think it could be a more abstract concept. Emotions or souls…things like that…um.”

Suddenly, Baren let out a deep sigh.

“Hu… Actually, it’s all uncertain. As a professor, I should be helpful, but for some reason, I only show my incompetence more and more. The research will continue, so if you wait a little longer…”

“It doesn’t matter. I’ve already given you a name, but you should have fun.”

Ronan waved his hand and whistled. Sheeta flew to Ronan with Marfez in her hand. I almost missed it several times because my arms were still weak, but in the end I managed to put Marfez on Ronan’s lap.

-Phii~

“Nama!”

“Is it that good, you hairballs?”

Ronan stroked the two dream birds. The feel of the black and blue feathers was very good. Ronan, who suddenly remembered something, looked at Baren and said.

“Is the report coming in steadily?”

about a month ago. Ronan left a note in Baren’s office while he was on a business trip and came out. It was a note with a rough description and sketch of Sheeta and a message about contacting the poaching organization Caribolo.

Varen nodded heavily.

“…yes.”

Ronan caught the momentary change in Baren’s eyes. He was doing his best not to expose his claws, even by mistake. Baren, who was rummaging through his jacket pocket, took out three or four mottled notes.

“It was very detailed. You have done a great job.”

“Leyline, so… it’s a pity about Penardo Sam.”

“no. Thanks to that, I was able to recover early. Now check it out.”

Accepting the note, Ronan nodded. It was an intelligence sent by Balus, the lower end of the poaching organization Karibol.

The address that Ronan told Balus to send intelligence to was Baren’s office. On the note, the movements of each Karibolo branch, the list, and the bold plans were densely written.

“You bastard Balus must have been quite scared of me and Sheeta.”

“I heard that the Imperial Forest Rangers are posting record-breaking results. If we go on like this, we might really be able to eradicate Carribolo from the Imperial Territory.”

Based on Balus’ intelligence, Baren delivered a report to the island’s Forest Service. Because the information was accurate, he could have been suspicious, but his status as a professor at Phileon Academy dispelled those doubts.

Currently, two branches have been destroyed, and clues about the headquarters that serves as the heart of Caribolo are also being revealed little by little. Out of nowhere, Baren lowered his head.

“I really don’t know how to thank you. Mr. Ronan… No, I feel like my life is changing since I met you. This return must be…”

“Ah, that’s all right. We’ll talk about that later. Do you remember what I said last time? Speaking of the club

. ”

It was the car Ronan was about to bring up the story he had told you last time. Suddenly, the door to the office opened, and a familiar figure appeared.

Dark green uniform. The big sword Urusa, slanted at an angle on his back, caught my eye. The woman who saw Ronan opened her mouth.

“Here you are. Ronan.”

“I, Instructor Nabi Rose? What’s going on here…”

Baren widened his eyes. Butterfly Rose, who had approached with great strides, suddenly grabbed Ronan’s ear. A scream like that of a monkey that had been trampled on by its tail came out of Ronan’s mouth.

“Gyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!”

“Excuse me, Professor Baren. I’ll just go.”

It was so strong that if I pulled it just a little bit, I felt like my ears would fall off. Nabi Roze bowed her head politely.

“What the hell is this…”

Baren looked at the two of them alternately, wondering what to do. Ronan struggled and shouted.

“Damn it, let it go! Varenna, help me!”

“noisy. Follow me.”

“Damn you, you’re a wearlion! I mean, it’s worth the hefty price! Aww! Don’t twist!”

Butterfly Rosé left the office holding onto Ronan’s ear. thud! Even after the door closed, Ronan’s screams of pain continued to echo.

Even after Ronan and Butterfly Roze left, Baren and the two dream birds stared blankly at the closed door. Baren scratched his mane and murmured.

“That’s true.”

****

Nabi Rose did not let go of Ronan’s ear until he reached the Gallerion main building. Ronan, who had backtracked as if he had been burned, shouted holding his ear.

“What the heck is this! Damn, do you have a student to make an asshole?”

“Why aren’t you coming to see me? I would have told you to come to class as soon as the weapons are ready.”

His voice was cold. Green eyes reminiscent of a jungle were burning. Ronan noticed that Nabi Roze was suppressing his anger.

‘…If I fold this incorrectly, I’ll really die, right?’

forgot for a while For some reason, I don’t remember meeting or hearing her name in my previous life, but Nabi Rose was a former swordsman and sword master. At the level of Ronan now, he was a strong man who could never win.

‘If I had to lick my toes after cutting off my limbs… I would have to lick them while crying.’

When I realized the power gap, my head went cold. Ronan calmed his raging voice.

“Ah, that’s because the weapon hasn’t been made yet… I won’t bring it until it’s finished or not.”

“Is the thing you wear around your waist a toothpick?”

“This is a temporary knife. I was going to find it the moment the proper weapon was ready.”

“Even if I went all the way to Rhodium, the city of artisans, and bought it, it would have taken less than this. Have you entrusted production to Gran Cappadocia?”

Ronan widened his eyes.

“Eh? How did you know?”

“Now you even lie. You don’t even know what it is.”

Nabi Rose stretched out her hand. Ronan covered both ears with his palms.

“No fucking ears! Because I really know. Instructor’s sword was also made by an old man who is either Doron or Oron!”

“…how do you do that?”

Nabi Roze hesitated. Ronan briefly explained what he had experienced in Gran Cappadocia.

An old smithy and an elevator leading to the basement. Dwarves moving between stalactites. Whenever the story progressed, Butterfly Rose’s eyes shook.

‘It’s never going to be a place you can just go in. ‘

The conditions for entrusting a personal request to Gran Cappadocia were very demanding.

Only those who have already excelled in a particular field or those who have been lucky enough to prove their potential were able to entrust the work to the artisans of the basement. Besides, if it’s Doron, isn’t he the best blacksmith among them?

‘Is there anyone other than me who recognized my talent?’

Nabi Rose smiled lightly. She looked at Ronan quietly and then turned her back.

“…I get it. Just keep quiet and follow me.”

The will to resist was broken long ago. Ronan quietly followed her. The two walked for a few minutes down the grand hallway.

Before long, a huge gate appeared that I had never seen before. It seemed that all races that walked on two legs could pass. Nabi Rose put her hand on the door and said.

“The 1st training ground. remember My classes are always held here.”

When Nabi Rose gave a little strength, the gate opened gently like water flowing. Rather than a classroom, a space reminiscent of an arena spread out in front of me. The sound of metal echoing from all sides echoed in the enclosed space.

In the vast arena with stone floors, dozens of students were sparring in pairs. Most of them were strangers, but there were some familiar faces.

“Ahhh!”

“Strength is good, but still slow Braum!”

Braum’s greatsword was drawing a devastating arc. The mana-covered rapier rushed ferociously and penetrated the gap. It was Braum and Nasudo, the top and bottom of the second year.

“You’re working hard today too… Hmm? Do you have that child too?”

Ronan raised his eyebrows. In a corner of the arena, Schlieffen sat on his knees. Instead of sparring like other classmates, he just held his sword. Ronan frowned.

“Everyone else is sparring, but what is that bastard doing alone?”

“I am practicing mana. I don’t have any students to compete with anyway, so I’m the only one who occasionally looks at the sword.”

Nabi Roze said. She was sure that Schlieffen would surpass her one day.

The talent that bloomed aura at the age of 11 was also a talent, but the obsession with strength far exceeded the normal category. Nabi Rose, who was examining Schlieffen’s core, nodded.

“Excellent. If you decide to use mana later, imitate Schlieffen, Ronan.”

“I will try. I don’t know what it is.”

“You have potential. As an educator, I will not let you waste your talents.”

Nabi Rose’s expression was serious as always. She thought of two boys who would probably be her successors and a girl who hadn’t reached the level of a sword expert for years.

“There are so many people in the world who are sad because they can’t have it…” It

was so quiet that Ronan couldn’t hear it. Ronan was preoccupied with watching other people’s sparring. Interesting weapon technology that had never been seen before was coming and going.

“Why don’t we compete only with swordsmanship in a cool way?”

“It’s good. Put up a shield or something.”

Among them, there were those who saw the game only with swords. Ronan, who saw that the color of the tie was completely different, could easily notice that they were seniors in the third grade or more. Nabi Roze said.

“Originally, only students who reached the level of sword expert or higher could take my classes.”

“Isn’t it now?”

“Yes…from last year.”

Sureureung. Suddenly, Butterfly Rose, who pulled out the Daetaedo, shot a sword at the ceiling. The sword sword flew in the shape of a crescent moon and hit the huge bell attached to the ceiling directly.

Deng-!

A mighty bell drowned out all the din. The students naturally stopped what they were doing and turned their heads. Nabi Roze spoke in a voice that was not different from usual.

“set.”

students gathered Some students took off their jackets and some even took off their tops, but Nabi Rose did not specifically point out the outfit. She continued with her hands behind her back.

“Starting today, we will be taking classes together. Come in front of Ronan.”

Ronan scratched his head and stepped forward. The eyes of the students were focused on the red tie worn by the freshman. Except for the second year, I could hear the upperclassmen whispering.

“Is that him? The freshman’s second seat this time? He was handsome.”

“I don’t like the look in your eyes. You look cocky.”

“I don’t feel anything special… Didn’t Instructor Nabi Roget bring you the wrong thing?”

It was so loud that I could hear it even without paying attention. Ronan glanced at Butterfly Rose. He was talking with his eyes.

‘Can’t I just massage it once in a while?’

Nabi Roze shook his head. she asked in a calm voice.

“Ronan. What subjects have you learned at Phileon so far? Combat subjects only.”

“yes? Um… so. First of all, the imperial swordsmanship, imperial spearmanship, and basic shield skills…”

“Stop. Try one by one here. All weapons and shields are provided.”

“Maybe.”

It’s a skill exercise. Understanding the meaning, Ronan drew his sword. Sureureung! The longsword Doron gave me revealed a white blade.

‘Looking at it again, it was really good. I’m looking forward to it in a few days.’

It was an incredibly good sword to be treated as a study. Ronan, who had calmed down his anger somewhat, spoke plainly.

“Then what shall I do?”

Ronan started swinging his sword as he had learned. A total of nine types of swordsmanship bags and two herbivores unfolded in front of the seniors. The casual reaction slowly turned into admiration, and admiration turned into silence stemming from overwhelm.

“Is this… your talent?”

“…I’m speechless.”

“Damn, didn’t you hear what I just said?”

Nabi Rose watched the scene expressionlessly. She knew that there was nothing like the exercise of skill to erase useless territorial attitudes. Just then, the arena’s gate opened slightly, and a tall girl jumped in.

“Sorry, Instructor! It’s because I stayed and took make-up classes…!”

“Okay. Rather, look at that student’s movements. How are you?”

Nabi Rose pointed at Ronan with the tip of her chin. He was in the middle of holding a spear and performing the second ceremony of imperial spearmanship. The girl exclaimed, covering her mouth with both hands.

“Wow…! What is he? Looking at the red tie, I’m a freshman, but how

can he look like that…” “I wonder which part is great.”

“sure. First of all, the power distribution is perfect. There is a common mistake when wielding a spear…balance…how? Are you not using mana right now?”

The girl explained exactly why Ronan’s martial arts were so good. It was a sharper analysis than most instructors. Nabi Rose twisted her lips bitterly.

‘It would be nice if my skills were only half of my insight.’

It was only then that Nabi Rose turned her attention to the girl. The height difference was so great that she had to look up.

“I am one of the lucky few in the world. keep a good eye on it It will go up to where you can’t even see it in an instant.”

The night-black hair, pure white skin, and high nose caught my eyes. Butterfly Roze muttered her name in a low voice.

“Adeshan.”

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