Academy’s Genius Swordmaster - Chapter 82

[ 82. Great move (6) ]

#82

It was a wonderful evening. The wind was cool and the sky was clear. The sinking sun was dyeing the world crimson.

“Is there anything wrong behind you?”

“That’s right.”

The grass on both sides of the trail swayed softly. In the forest, where the cicadas were quiet, the song of the Scourge bird could be heard.

It was an idyllic landscape that melted your heart. However, there was a strong sense of tension on the faces of the wolf mercenaries in the wilderness. The mercenary commander, holding a long battle hammer, spoke solemnly.

“Don’t let your guard down. Keep your mind strong so that you can deal with any enemy that comes out.”

“yes!”

“I never thought the Duke would come in person…” About

twenty mercenaries were moving around the two wagons. It was a huge wagon and a luxurious travel wagon that could fit a small cabin.

The patterns of the Grancia family were engraved on the sides of the two wagons. This time, the mercenary group’s request is to escort a woman from the small town of Nimburton to the island. The client was Schlieffen Siniban de Grancia, the morning star of the Empire.

“…Are you going to become a princess in exile in a foreign country?”

The leader looked at the front again and murmured. The face of the woman to be escorted did not leave my mind. It must have been because of this that the usually selfish members were burning with a sense of mission.

Schlieffen had been guarding Iril’s carriage the whole time. He tilted his head, vigilantly alert in all directions.

‘…strangely quiet.’

Contrary to the information that the monsters were rampaging, nothing had happened. Picking up and cleaning up a cat that was taking a nap in the middle of the street was all of the unexpected situations that had happened so far.

‘It’s rather suspicious.’

Schlieffen, slightly uneasy, glanced inside the carriage. Iril was slowly stroking Sheeta, who was sleeping on her lap. Looking out the window, her gaze accidentally met Schlieffen’s.

“Ah Schlieffen!”

Irill smiled and waved his hand. Schlieffen, barely holding on to his heart that was about to collapse, approached her. After clearing his throat a few times, he spoke in the most mature way possible.

“Hmmmm, is there anything uncomfortable?”

“Yes, it is very comfortable! Schlieffen-nim, get some rest too!”

Iril smiled and patted the seat next to him. Schlieffen’s brain turned to stone. He chewed the flesh in his mouth fairly vigorously before regaining the intelligence to speak.

“uh. hmm. It can’t be. You are on a mission.”

“Is there anything I can do to help you? I’m so sorry you’ve been taken care of like this. So are the others…”

“No, not at all. It’s dangerous outside, so don’t come out.”

“yes? Did a wolf even come out?”

“…A wolf. Yes, there may be wolves.”

“Really?”

Erill’s eyes widened. Guilt reared its head at the thought that I might have scared you.

He was in a hurry to correct his mistake. Iril, who suddenly reached out of the window, put a hand on his shoulder and said,

“Careful. He was my brother’s friend before he was a nobleman, and I don’t want to see him get hurt.”

“…ah? Mmm. nobility? okay. I am a friend of nobles.”

“yes?”

“no. oh so I was told that I am your brother’s nobleman.”

Eventually, Schlieffen, whose dementia relapsed, froze. It was in the middle of him spouting meaningless nonsense. A mercenary shouted in an urgent voice.

“Something is coming from the east of the island!”

An indescribable chill ran through Schlieffen’s whole body. Something absurdly powerful was rapidly approaching.

“what…!”

Schlieffen hastily drew his sword and ran to the head of the procession. cooong! A huge shadow landed in front of the procession.

“It’s finally here!”

“Shoot!”

Judging by its size, it was clear that it was a monster. The mercenaries, who were very nervous, were about to unleash the attack they had prepared. The leader, realizing the identity of the shadow, hurriedly shouted.

“Stop that! Everyone stop!”

It was very rare for a veteran captain to be so flustered. The mercenaries hurriedly withdrew their hands from the hilts and swords.

The shadow unfolded its crouching body. The appearance of a black wear tiger was revealed under the setting sun. At that moment, the mercenaries realized that the captain had saved them all.

“Now Zaifa?”

“Why is the swordsman here…!”

Among the beasts, it has a huge body. Rather, Unwoldo Island is closer to a pillar. There was no one who didn’t know him among those who ate knife rice. Sword Saint Zaifa stood in front of me.

“I understand why you asked for that. Entrusting the escort to such weak people.”

He was looking over the mercenaries while muttering an incomprehensible sound. At that moment, two boys jumped from behind Zaifa. The eyes of Schlieffen, who had been hardened with the mercenaries, widened.

“Ronan…?”

“Everyone was doing well.”

“Ugh… I’m dizzy.”

The boys’ identities were Ronan and Asher. Ronan approached him, glancing over the mercenaries as if appreciating them. Asher was gagging as if he was suffering from motion sickness.

Schlieffen frowned. I was dumbfounded and doubted whether the current situation was real. Aside from the sudden arrival of the Sword Saint, I couldn’t understand why they were riding on his back. Ronan, who had come close to me, shrugged his eyebrows.

“Did something happen?”

“…why did you get on the back of the Sword Saint? No, why is the Sword Saint here in the first place?”

“It’s…a very long, damn story, so I’ll do it later.”

Ronan smiled. It was a laugh that was half self-deprecating and half cynic. His tired face looked five years old in the hours we had parted.

“So, man, did nothing special happen? Didn’t the monster come out?”

“…Yes.”

Schlieffen informed me that so far nothing had happened. It’s so strange too. Ronan nodded with a satisfied smile.

“Well, I went through that high school, but of course nothing should happen. Who is your sister?”

Schlieffen gestured backwards with a wink. The Duchess or an outlaw carriage was parked in the middle of the procession.

Damn it must be hard to tease like that. Ronan, who laughed, was about to move on. Suddenly the carriage door slammed open and Iril walked out.

“Ronan? is it you?”

heard clearly It was Ronan’s voice. The moment she turned her head, their eyes met.

“oh my god! Ronan!”

Iril covered his mouth with both hands at the sight of his brother’s face, which he hadn’t seen in three months. Ronan waved his hand and sent a greeting.

“sister.”

After a month, Iril ran over and hugged him tightly. Ronan let out a sigh of relief. I thought it was good to wash the blood and buy new clothes in Marvas. After a while, the sister raised her head and said, touching his face.

“how have you been? why are you so skinny Look at the bruised face in the world. Who is bullying you at the academy?”

“It’s not the academy… I feel like the world is bothering me.”

“Yes?”

“I’m kidding. How’s your sister?”

“Yeah, I’m doing so well! Hey, listen, I told the villagers about you…”

The sister I hadn’t seen in a long time was still beautiful. A warm sunset flowed down her silver hair.

The color of his complexion was noticeably improved, whether he ate anything other than the potato stew. Erill was chattering for a while. Right behind me, a metallic sound resounded as if the world was breaking apart.

-Kaaaaang-!!

“Kyaaak!”

“What is the plague?!”

Ronan tugged at the hilt. He wrapped his arms around his sister’s shoulders and at the same time pointed the tip of his sword in the direction of the sound. The sight of Zaifa and Schlieffen facing each other came into sight.

“That crazy old man.”

Ronan, who grasped the situation at once, spat out a curse. The mercenaries did not dare to intervene in the sudden clash between the two monsters. Zaifa perked up her ears in interest.

“Hoo. Did you hold out?”

“…what is this? Sword Saint.”

The blades that came into contact with each other were scratching. Schlieffen barely stood still, his teeth clenched to the point of breaking. The wobbly legs seemed ready to collapse at the slightest strong wind. Jaifa said.

“It is a simple greeting. The morning star of the Empire.”

“greeting?”

Instead of answering, Zaifa took out his sword. He shook hands with a brief self-introduction.

“This is Jaipa Turgun. I am glad to know that your rumors are not inflated.”

“What is that…”

Schlieffen looked up at him with a puzzled look on his face. Ronan, who had approached with great strides, fired at him with his legs crossed.

“Damn, did you really have to do that shit here?”

“I’ll be either of you two next.”

“What are you talking about?”

“The next swordsman. If it were my own people, I would have raised it myself, but it’s just a pity.”

The eyes of the two boys widened. I never thought I would hear such words directly from the Sword Saint. Zaifa glanced at the stationary wagons and said.

“So, is this all I have to carry?”

“ok. Four people.”

“Khehehe I thought this Zaifa would live and help others move.”

Jaifa chuckled. ‘Other things are fine, help me move.’ That was the reward Ronan requested for the capture of Nebula Klazier. Suddenly, Iril cautiously stepped out from among the mercenaries.

“Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Cannibals?”

Seeing Jaifa’s figure, she admired it with her eyes wide open. Jaifa lowered her gaze.

“Is that your sister you mentioned earlier?”

“I said something…! hello!”

Iril approached with his eyes shining like a person who found a cute animal. Jaifa, who had been carefully examining her, opened her mouth as she turned to Ronan.

“…I think I know why you’re horrified.”

“right?”

Ronan and Schlieffen nodded at the same time. Suddenly, Jaifa shook Irill’s hand. It was a normal and friendly greeting, not the fucking greeting the two had received. As if waiting, Iril, who held his hand, waved his hand and said.

“Wow, you have such a great physique. I’ve never seen that beastman!”

“What is the name of the lady?”

“I am Erill! Wow, my palms are soft… Can I touch them a little more?”

“do whatever you want.”

Iril laughed like a child and played with Zaifa’s meat balls. The faces of the mercenaries who were watching turned white.

It was unprecedented. It was not enough to talk to a human that Zaifa did not recognize as a warrior, and let him touch the palm of his hand. Then one of the mercenaries pointed east again and shouted.

“There’s more to come!”

“My imperial army?”

Several huge shadows rose over the forest and landed around the procession. They were Zaifa’s men who had been temporarily dropped for a mission. Wearlion, who was called the lieutenant, saluted Zaifa.

“Captain. I have finished.”

“okay. Good work.”

“According to the boy, we found the old man’s body. As a wanted criminal who was called Aden’s bloody wind…”

the adjutant continued. She reported that she had sent Cardion to Rodolan and found the bodies of a woman and an old man.

Jaifa and Ronan listened silently to her words. Seeing as there was nothing to get in the way, it seemed clear that he had stopped Nebula Klazie’s conspiracy this time.

“What the hell is this all about?”

“Everyone, Commander. What happened?”

The wolf mercenaries in the wilderness were in unprecedented confusion. In a way, it was only natural that he was besieged by the Imperial Army’s prisoners who suddenly appeared because he lacked the Duke and Swordsman Jaipa.

“…so that’s it.”

However, the captain also hadn’t heard anything, so he couldn’t answer. After finally conversing with his subordinates, Zaifa turned his head. A characteristic overpowering voice escaped from his mouth.

“Everyone gets in the way, so just disappear.”

All the leader could do was nod quietly. I received more money in advance than when I caught the group of wyverns the year before last, so I didn’t have any complaints.

It just made me more curious about the identity of the woman to be escorted. It seemed that it would be understood only if it was not the princess of a foreign country in exile, but the hidden daughter of the emperor.

The minor duke of the Grancia family that divides the empire. Zaifa Turgung, who is called the strongest swordsman of all time, and his subordinates. The mercenary leader, who had been silent, opened his mouth dumbfounded.

“…good luck.”

The beastmen carrying the wagons ran out like the wind. The sight of them galloping with their backs to the setting sun seemed like they were going to destroy a country somewhere.

****

The move took place at an unprecedented speed. Thirteen other prisoners, including Zaifa, helped move.

Ronan, Iril Asher, and Schlieffen rode in the wagon, following Zeifa’s strong advice not to bother them.

Wear bears and wear lions with good strength carried wagons and horses. The wagon Ronan and the others were riding in was lifted and moved by Jaipa himself.

All personnel not carrying wagons were put into escort. The beastmen jumped up and opened a three-dimensional defensive formation. The citizens of Marvas, who saw the terrifying procession, raised an uproar.

“Get out of the way! The swordsman passes by!”

“Whose carriage is it? Is His Majesty the Emperor of Fire also on board?”

Even though they were carrying a wagon and horses, they ran faster than the horses. Thanks to Zaifa’s excuse that they were conducting an operation, they were able to cross the mountain road without any control.

The world’s most dangerous and shabby moving company arrived in the islands before dawn on Monday morning. The prisoners kindly dropped the wagon and party right in front of the new house. Ronan got off the wagon and patted Zaifa on the leg.

“thank you. Thanks to you, I came here comfortably.”

“hmm. The system has been around for a long time.”

Instead of replying thanks, Zaifa looked around curiously. He explained that it had been almost three years since he had come to the island. It was because he always wandered all over the continent because of his mission.

“W Is this really our house?”

“huh.”

Iril’s eyes widened when he saw the new house. Ronan nodded. The two-story stone house was located in an area inhabited by a fairly wealthy class in the islands.

This house, which Ronan and Schlieffen chose after agonizing over their heads, had safety and convenience as well as accessibility that it was only 5 minutes away by land from the alumni of Phileon Academy. Erill spoke in a trembling voice.

“Ro Ronan… No matter how you look at it, it looks like you came to the wrong house…”

“It’s my house. Let’s go in.”

Ronan entered the house holding Iril’s hand. Asher and Schlieffen followed in turn. Zaifa was also invited, but he refused because he wanted to enjoy the air of the islands for the first time in a while.

Opening the front door revealed a spacious and beautiful interior. But Ronan went straight up the stairs, giving Irill no room for admiration. The second floor, where no separate lights were turned on, was surrounded by the quiet moonlight. Iril’s mouth opened slowly.

“Waaaa…!”