Academy’s Genius Swordmaster - Chapter 48

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#48

I couldn’t figure out what the situation was. Nabi Rose opened her mouth while looking at Dolan scattered on the floor.

“First… arrest this person.”

“Arrest… you mean? Where…wook.”

The guards surrounding Dolan hesitated. His condition was like meat that had been cut into pieces to allow the seasoning to permeate evenly. Only Ronan, who had vomited beforehand, had other thoughts.

‘As expected, the storm sword. It hasn’t been completed yet, but it’s that powerful.’

Originally, I was skeptical about Aurors, but recently my thoughts have changed. I wanted my aura to bloom quickly. If something like a storm sword or mansa could work against giants, it might really be worth fighting for.

‘To do that, I have to break the fucking curse first.’

First of all, he had to feel and handle mana to become something. Naturally, the thought went crazy. Then Dolan coughed as if he was about to die.

“Cuck!”

“Hey! I can’t let you die!”

A few panicked janitors ran to get the potion. Because he was wearing heavy armor, his running speed was slow. said Ronan scratching his head.

“Damn Sheeta. Fix it just enough so it won’t break.”

“Daddy.”

A healing magic circle appeared in front of Sheeta’s eyes. Dolan was taken into custody with only his life barely spared. After the situation was over, Rose, a butterfly in pajamas, stood in front of the two boys with her arms crossed.

“Explain what is going on.”

“It kills clothes.”

“Shut up.”

Butterfly Rose opened her ax eye and glared at him. Ronan let out a subtle laugh. A picture of a cute little snake was embroidered like a pattern on her nightgown.

“The escort driver who worked in Grancia for 4 years betrayed me.”

After adjusting his clothes, Schlieffen explained the circumstances. Escort Knight Dolan’s Betrayal: Attack on the dorm at night…Naviroze’s face hardened when he heard the word Nebula Klazie.

“The situation is more serious than I thought.”

“yes. It is highly probable that the author is not the end. I think we should go back to the Grancia Mansion right away.”

“Let’s go. I will tell the principal.”

Schlieffen immediately rode his horse and left for Grancia Manor. The sound of horses hooves quickly faded away. Ronan clicked his tongue as he watched Schlieffen walk away.

“A tsk, no-frills guy. You don’t even say thank you.”

“Because it is such an emergency. Anyway, I managed to think of bringing in Schlieffen. Good job.”

“I didn’t want to come across as suspicious.”

Ronan nodded. A word from Schlieffen would have a greater impact on the Duke of Grancia than a thousand words from himself. Ronan, who suddenly recalled an incident from his previous life, touched his chin.

‘Anyway, why did such a strong man die?’

If my memory is not wrong, the duke will die a mysterious death a few years later. The cold sword, Pale Road, disappeared at that time and was not discovered until just before the giants descended.

‘No, to whom.’

It’s most likely Nebula Klagie. Of course, it seemed unlikely that he would have been killed by Dolan or the like, but the scary thing was how many more such people could exist.

If the escort knight guarding the Duke of Grancia’s side was planted as a spy, then there must have been numerous other agents planted elsewhere. Maybe even here at Phileon.

Ronan, who predicted a long-term battle, twitched his lips. Frustrated, his gaze at the sky caught the smoke rising from the dormitory.

“…But where do I sleep now?”

It came to mind suddenly. Damn Dolan destroyed the room. It was a car that I was thinking about whether I should go camping. Nabi Roze said indifferently.

“There was a problem with that. Will you come to my lodging for once?”

“…yes?”

Ronan’s body stiffened. In an instant, everything seemed to be manifested. But she took the form of a human, not a snake.

“…Instructor’s room? Really?”

“Yes. The space is sufficient. Rather, it is unnecessarily wide.”

Know. It must have been an act of simple goodwill. But that doesn’t really matter.

Ronan, who instinctively scanned the butterfly rosé, swallowed. I don’t usually notice, but I’m from the south. Her assertiveness was clear even on top of her puffy pajamas.

This offer might not be bad.

“Then… shameless…”

Ronan was about to follow her with an expression of disdain. Ugh! Suddenly, the space in front of me turned upside down and an elderly gentleman in a robe appeared.

“You’ve had a lot of trouble late at night.”

“A-ssipal is a surprise…Principal?”

“It’s been a while, Ronan-kun.”

The one who appeared in the upside down space was Crava Kratir, the principal of Phileon. He said to Nabi Rose.

“I just heard that you were imprisoned in a dungeon. I guess we need to tighten up our security a lot more. To think something like this is happening in a dormitory where students live…”

“I think so too. Oh, Schlieffen set off for Grancia a little while ago.”

“okay. just checked It’s the way to take a horse and bring it to the vicinity of the manor.”

The usual composure could not be found on Kratir’s face. Just looking at the mana flowing from his body, he could tell the seriousness of the situation.

Kratyr let out a sigh of relief when he saw the mana shield manifested from the magic and main building covering the entire site. He looked at Ronan and said.

“…but I put my mind at ease. Thanks to you and Mr. Schlieffen.”

“What’s the matter? I’m just pissed off because you suddenly came in.”

“Hehe, you always say big things as if they are not big things. Come to think of it, I heard it by accident. If you have no place to sleep right now, come with me today.”

“yes? No, I already…”

“Nothing to say. Let’s go.”

“Wait a minute!”

Kratyr grabbed Ronan’s wrist. Before Ronan had time to say anything, the space turned upside down again. The figures of the two disappeared without a trace. Butterfly Rose, who had been standing there blankly, muttered as she turned around.

“…What a crazy night.”

****

“The principal ruined everything.”

“hmm? What do you mean by that?”

Ronan blinked with empty eyes. Sleeping with a tanned beauty turned into a private affair with a hundred-year-old old woman. It was unfortunate, even though I knew nothing would have happened.

“Damn it…it’s nothing.”

If this old man hadn’t been a magician who had reached the 8th circle, he would have set his beard on fire. Ronan, who was looking around, opened his mouth.

“Where is this anyway?”

In front of Ronan’s eyes, a clearing made of rocks was spread out. It looked like the top of some high rocky mountain, but certainly not near the islands. Kratyr touched his beard and smiled.

“It’s a place I often come to when I want to get some fresh air. Isn’t the scenery beautiful?”

“It sounds good.”

Ronan nodded. I had to admit that it was superb.

A sea of brilliant stars stretched overhead, and a sea of pure white clouds spread below the sheer cliff. A roaring wind blew through their hair.

“But it doesn’t seem like a good place to sleep.”

“I’m sorry. There is something I want to talk to you about before going to bed.”

“With me?”

“okay. First of all, I have to say thank you. I understand that you played a decisive role in the Gran Cappadocia incident and today’s raid.”

Kratyr opened his mouth with his gaze on the sea of clouds. He thanked them for saving the artisans from the underground and for bringing an organization called Nebula Klagier to the surface. About the dormitory raid that just happened today.

“Thank you very much. As the principal of Phileon Academy and as a human Crava Kratir, I am grateful. Thanks to your efforts, many things will change in the future.”

“I just did it because I could. Ah, please tell Asher and Marya that you suffered too later. Even to that poor bastard.”

“Whoops, of course, I’ll deliver it properly.”

Kratyr laughed softly. He looked proudly at the unprecedented freshman standing in front of him.

The feeling that fate orchestrated the meeting. The emotions he felt when he was told to become a disciple by Archmage Lorhorn during his snoring days were blooming again. Kratyr, who was silent for a moment, continued.

“But apart from that, your face looks deeply worried lately. Do you have any concerns?”

“Are you worried? Um…it is.”

“If it’s okay, tell me. Anything this old man can help with will help.”

“Mmmmm…”

Ronan groaned. I can already say this, but I was worried. It wasn’t that I didn’t believe in Kratyr, but the damn thing that had happened a while ago had raised my awareness.

But if he behaved like this in everything, nothing would change. Ronan, who made up his mind before long, looked at Kratyr.

‘Mana is clean.’

I checked earlier, but I couldn’t catch Nebula Klazie’s unpleasant twinkle in the mana flowing from his body. But that alone wasn’t enough. Ronan looked into Kratyr’s eyes and said.

“Principal. Could you repeat my words just once? It is very important.”

“Hmm? I see.”

“The arrival of a star is the day to welcome the starlight.”

“The arrival of the stars is the day to welcome the starlight?”

“Ahayute bastard.”

“Ahayute…a bastard…a piece of shit…?”

Kratyr followed his words with a bewildered expression. The head showed no signs of swelling or exploding. Ronan finally let out a sigh of relief and started talking.

“Very good, Principal. I am cursed.”

“curse?”

Kratyr tilted his head. Judging by the reaction, it seemed that Secret hadn’t heard of it. Ronan calmly explained the situation he was in. Kratyr’s eyes widened when he heard that he harbored nine curses.

“Huh… such a thing. That’s why I couldn’t handle mana.”

“yes. It’s a serious matter. I think I can beat Schlieffen with my toes if I learn how to use mana.”

“I don’t know about your toes, but you are definitely the only one with talent that approaches the morning star of the empire.”

“Thank you for noticing. So that’s what I mean, headmaster. I have something to ask of you.”

“I will listen to anything that I can listen to.”

Ronan grinned. I needed to talk to Kratyr in order to get things right anyway, and that worked out. After clearing his voice once, Ronan opened his mouth.

“I want to create a club.”

“club?”

“yes. However, since this is a special club, permission from the principal is required. Professor Varen Panassir has decided to serve as the advisor.”

“That friend of Varen…? What club is it?”

Kratyr asked intriguedly. Ronan began to explain the plan he had made before entering Phileon. Kratyr’s expression changed variously throughout the story.

“This is so… I think a considerable controversy will arise…”

“Will it be difficult?”

“No, go ahead. Interesting.”

The two seas were clearly flowing from above your head and from your feet. Right before the sun came up, Ronan explained why he had to be in his school uniform, his hands covered in blood, and wandering through all kinds of dangerous backcountry.

****

The next morning was bright. Even though it was still early, the plaza of Phileon was crowded with students. It was to see the scene where the monster who had attacked Navardo’s coffin the day before was being escorted to Rodolan.

– Pyoo oh oh!

A convoy pulled by a griffon was waiting in the plaza of Phileon. It wasn’t long before the crowd split to reveal Dolan surrounded by the guards.

Having lost his right arm, left eye and two fingers, he was wrapped in thick chains, still wearing the rags he had worn the day before. Ronan, who was watching the handover, blew a whistle.

“Dolan who will go to Rodolan. It sounds good. is not it?”

“……”

“It will be fun to go. A perverted old man named Karakara will pet you. I think Cirilla’s ears are almost gone.”

Dolan just glared at Ronan, but didn’t respond. Wardens wearing bird’s beak masks put him in a vehicle. Dolan’s mouth fell open just before the door closed.

“…you know nothing.”

“ok? what?”

bang. The door is closed. The convoy vehicle that took off immediately disappeared across the sky. The students looked at the scene with a mixture of admiration and fear.

“I’m not joking… I have to live a good life…”

“Hey! Hurry up and pick up the griffon feathers!”

Ronan frowned as he pondered Dolan’s words. you don’t know anything What do you mean?

‘…I hope it’s just bullshit.’

I thought about it, but the answer didn’t come right away. Anyway, in a few days, Interrogator Karaka would deliver the answer he had picked out from the screams.

Ronan went straight to Baren’s office. Maybe it was because he confirmed that he was being taken into custody, but his steps were light. smart. There was a knock on the door, and a familiar voice came from inside.

“Yes, please come in.”

Wearlion, who can tear the neck of a bison with his bare hands, was pouring black tea with the dream bird Marfez on his shoulder. Ronan’s eyes met Varen Panassir’s smile.

“Oh student Ronan. how are you? Great. I was just getting out of the car.”

“The car is done. It’s time to keep our promise. Varen.”

“A promise… you mean?”

Baren tilted his head. Well, it’s been quite a while, so I just forgot about it.

Ronan laughed meaningfully and took out a piece of paper from his bosom. Baren and Marfez started reading the paper Ronan held out.

“Permission to establish a club…a high-end adventure club…advising professor…Varen Panasir?”

– Phi?

[A group that conducts additional training to gain practical experience through active external activities and furthermore to become a talented person who contributes to the empire.] That was

written in the ‘Reason for Club Establishment’ under Kratir’s signature.

for now.