Academy’s Genius Tamer Episode 116
Youn Ha-eul came to see me the next day for some reason.
And he accepted my offer.
Just yesterday, I had a few doubts about the child, who had run away with disgust, that he would jump in even after hearing the full dangers of this event, even if it wasn’t the details of the story, but it quickly disappeared.
There is nothing very strange about it.
Even in the original story, Youn Ha-eul crawled into this fight.
When Ha-eul Youn, who had become too devastated because she knew too much of the future, came to Ardel on her own feet, Lee Han had sent her away.
He’s obviously a genius and has great talent, but he’s too weak.
It was because he couldn’t destroy that talent in an instant.
Lee Han’s judgment was correct.
Exactly two years later, Youn Ha-eul comes back strong enough to rival Lee Han.
By filling in the gaps in all fields thanks to his great talent to learn anything.
Such a child, I am bringing in three years earlier.
I didn’t think it was a good decision, but if there was nothing I could do, would it be an excuse?
The story is progressing faster than I expected.
I can’t pinpoint the cause of that causal relationship, but it’s probably because of my existence.
If you don’t become strong enough, this battle is inevitable.
So.
“Be strong.”
tuk.
Saying that, he handed the bow to Youn Ha-eul.
“ah?”
Youn Ha-eul seemed to be greatly perplexed that the place where I called her was neither a secret place to share secrets nor an underground bunker where the cube was hidden.
Needless to say, the place where we were standing was the training center on the first floor of Ardel.
Dozens of students come and go every day.
There’s no way we’re going to talk about cubes here.
There’s no such thing as too much of a daunting task.
“Shoot it.”
Youn Ha-eul blinked her eyes as if she had a brain freeze at my words.
The bow he held awkwardly trembled.
My prediction was correct.
At this point, Youn Ha-eul has no knowledge or experience in combat to the extent that she wonders what kind of thing this is.
At best, the only things that can be clumsily dealt with are swords and basic magic.
As I learned to use magic while shooting a lot of bows in practice, there was a reason why I dared to recommend the bow among many weapons.
“I… Can’t you shoot this?”
“You will do well.”
“uh?”
Of course, the reason for this may be Youn Ha-eul’s excellent ability to learn, but in fact, there was another real reason.
I looked back at my gleaming black eyes and fluttering black hair.
It may be a prejudice that comes from the name and appearance… .
Well.
I’m sure you’ll do well.
“Originally, Koreans are good at shooting bows.”
“yes?”
“There is such a thing. They are the descendants of Jumong.”
“what is that?”
“Take your posture for a moment.”
Isn’t it a nation of bows?
As soon as you get a rough posture, Youn Ha-eul’s eyes, which had been standing idly before, start to burn.
After all, if you have a target, your concentration will definitely change.
Trustworthy.
At this rate, two years may not be necessary… .
Youn Ha-eul stares at the target with sharp eyes and corrects her posture.
For a moment, the air quietly freezes.
In that silence, an arrow flies.
Paat-.
and.
Ting-.
The arrow is gone.
I was dazed for a moment as I looked at the arrows that hit the floor rather than the target.
uh… Wasn’t this blown in the wrong direction?
“… .”
He wasn’t Korean.
In the fantasy world, there is no law that a name is a descendant of Jumong just because it is Korean.
No, that’s the skill that Jumong is going to cry.
Tee-.
Tee-.
This time, I shot it at the ceiling, but it hit the wall and the arrow was stuck in front of my toe.
In the meantime, the output of magical power was considerable, and he was pouring out ignorant attacks.
The problem is that it’s heading in a direction that’s good enough to hit an ally.
“Don’t shoot me!”
“Oh, I’m sorry!”
Youn Ha-eul scratched her head and ate an arrowhead.
“what?”
No, that’s enough.
Just because there’s a talent for everything doesn’t mean there’s literally no human being who’s really good at everything.
He quickly rationalized that disastrous talent that he was just wearing a shell that didn’t fit.
I shook my head quickly.
It was to point out one word that came to mind in the description of Youn Ha-eul in the original work.
what else did you do well
Magic, tactics, prophecy, and… .
fence.
oh
I hurriedly came with a wooden sword stuck in the training ground.
“You learn this.”
* * *
quick-.
At first, I was just thinking of looking at Han Si-ha’s eyes at the training center, where I was suddenly brought in.
He was aware to some extent of being involved in a dangerous task, but he never imagined that he would train him to use a weapon that was not even magical.
Each one has their own field.
That’s the timing, and he’s a prophecy.
He is more confident than anyone in tactics and prophecy, but not in the rest of the field.
damn-.
That’s why Youn Ha-eul couldn’t understand the situation in which he was constantly clashing his swords.
What the heck is a cube?
Because he’s trying to fight some kind of time-limited fight.
Am I making myself do this out of nowhere?
bang-.
Youn Ha-eul screamed and stepped back.
Until you pick up the sword, you want to try this one, I think you’ll be fine. The guy who grinned.
The world is seriously pushing yourself.
“Ugh!”
The moment he was careless, the handle of the wooden sword slammed his shoulder down.
The pain that seemed to be ripped came rushing in.
Youn Ha-eul clenched her teeth.
Han Si-ha’s voice woke me up.
“Concentrate, Youn Ha-eul.”
Let’s learn it once.
Were you saying let’s get it right?
Swing a sword at someone who doesn’t know how to hold a sword!
But, if you think about it, the fact that you can’t handle a sword was the same over there.
Han Si-ha’s attack was clumsy. Maybe it was normal.
Because swordsmanship isn’t my major here either.
If there’s one thing that’s fortunate, the kendo club I listened to in college.
From kendo club to equestrian club to band club. Han Si-ha, who was grateful for herself in pre-school, who had listened to everything she wanted to do, quickly pushed Youn Ha-eul.
The important steps in swordsmanship are only at the basic level.
He has quite a bit of athleticism, so it’s a skill that can be used compared to the general public.
No, it puts magic into it.
It enhances the output of the sword and adds power to just passing attacks.
Because of that ignorant innate magical power, a beginner among beginners, no, Ha-eul Youn, who could not even hold a sword, was not an opponent that could be defeated.
If Adela came and had an intuition, it would be an attack worth sneering at.
However, this is quite sincere.
Youn Ha-eul grasped Han Si-ha’s movements and the trajectory of the sword while driving into the corner.
How do you attack?
how it moves
Han Si-ha’s method was quite easy to read.
grasp!
The problem is their reaction speed is close to the worst.
Knowing it, you’ll get hurt
“Ouch!”
Youn Ha-eul screamed and blocked the sword.
grasp!
But, there was no rush.
In the end, I got one more hit.
I couldn’t figure out why Han Shi-ha was pushing herself so out of the blue.
One thing is certain, however, that from the moment he grabbed that sword, Siha Han was extremely serious.
“I don’t know how to hold a sword.”
“… .”
“Of course. I don’t know if it’s a dagger used in real life, but I’ve never seen a wooden sword like this properly wielded.”
that is far more brutal.
“If you lose to me like that.”
“You really should die, you’re weak.”
Each and every word of Han Si-ha touches her self-esteem.
“Are you sure this is all you need?”
There was no emotion in the eyes that looked back at him calmly.
It wasn’t even an obvious provocation.
Just a brief appreciation of your skills.
Paah!
Once again, Si-Ha Han’s sword hit mine.
This time, the output of magical power was so strong that I almost missed it.
Youn Ha-eul clenched her teeth and withstood the attack.
You cannot fight with prophecy.
It is the future that everyone covets and wants to know.
At the moment when my life is on the verge of alarm, it is not just a few words that protect my body, but the strength of my body.
There will come a time when the sword is more important than the pen.
Youn Ha-eul, who was feeling Han Si-ha’s intentions a little, turned her head to avoid Han Si-ha’s attack.
“eww… Oh please!”
But there was no mercy.
Quang-.
He evades the magic that hits the wall and uses that power against him.
Because there must be a gap in Han Si-ha’s attack that pours out her magic and wields it.
A similar principle is used in swordsmanship, just as if you frantically do a palm push and pull it back, an unexpected opponent will fall over.
In the midst of being hit a few times, instinctively raised reaction speed.
There the brain starts to spin quickly again.
Youn Ha-eul found a hole in Han Si-ha and stabbed her with a wooden sword.
It’s too weak to be considered a sufficient attack.
A weak attack that seemed to only provoke the opponent, far from being fatal.
However, it was successful.
puck-.
Han Shi-ha’s eyes were startled by the attack that had stabbed him in the right direction.
“Okay… done!”
Youn Ha-eul sighed vigorously.
When I think about how many times I have already been hit, I feel like I should stab him a little harder.
No, how could you stab me so mercilessly?
‘I’m doing this for the first time!’
Youn Ha-eul clenched her teeth and grabbed the sword.
It was to prepare for the next attack that would come right away.
A completely different attitude from the first. A genius who had no intention of trying his best because he was good at anything changes his stance.
That subtle change.
However, enough changes to grow Youn Ha-eul.
Only then, Siha Han looks like she is smiling.
“you are good?”
A resonant word that can’t even be compared with the face that had cooled down before.
Youn Ha-eul was about to be moved by those words, but quickly cooled down.
“Shall we try one more time?”
“you… How could you!”
This bastard obviously wanted to hit me.
* * *
“I saw the future, and you were the future that was beating me.”
“… .”
“Careful, okay?”
Youn Ha-eul nodded and threw the wooden sword to the floor.
5 hours.
He swung his sword non-stop.
He was already growing at a crazy speed compared to the terrible bow, so he was already feeling the limit.
Therefore, the future that Youn Ha-eul claims to have seen is not wrong.
Hanshiha smiled and nodded her head.
“Surely it was.”
“yes?”
“Give it to me, then.”
The bloody eyes from before are the same as where they went and always grinned.
Youn Ha-eul’s anger eased a little at the clever words.
“Well, to some extent… I can do it for you.”
“Hey, thank you already.”
As Han Si-ha shrugged and picked up the water bottle, Youn Ha-eul, who had nothing more to say, sat down next to him.
There was no sore spot all over his body.
Youn Ha-eul, who went to theology department and never tried to use her body at all.
I was not used to this muscle pain at all.
“Ugh.”
Although she grumbled to herself, she no longer tickled Han Si-ha.
It was the same on the other side that was messed up by dealing with him.
I was trying my best to gather up my magic power… .
I honestly didn’t understand.
why?
If I was going to use my own head for my guild, I wouldn’t have had to do it like this.
After all, it doesn’t make sense for me to jump into practice right now, who is just a prophecy, doesn’t it?
Youn Ha-eul looked into Han Si-ha’s eyes and asked carefully.
“by the way… I wonder… Why are you telling me this?”
“… .”
“There must be a lot of kids who fight well besides me. I am not even a major in this.”
If it was necessary to fight, Adela and Lee Han would have already been at a high level.
But to yourself…
“Yes, I have no intention of letting you go right now. That’s dangerous.”
“then… ?”
Instead of answering Han Shi-ha, I looked back at Youn Ha-eul.
He seemed to ponder for a moment what to say, then calmly spit it out.
“That way you can keep it.”
A dangerous future is coming soon, so protect yourself.
Whether it was Youn Ha-eul, Adela, Won, or even the hated Seymour, Han Shi-ha would have responded that way.
You can’t change the future, and you can’t protect everyone yourself.
At least like the original, the main character who loses people around him helplessly one by one, because he didn’t want to be himself.
A bit of honest self-reflection.
However, Youn Ha-eul focused on the meaning of the word itself.
keep
protect… .
‘Are you going to protect it?’
Youn Ha-eul pondered the meaning.
I don’t quite understand what you’re saying, but it wasn’t that there wasn’t a point to point out.
Because it wasn’t that ignorant.
In a future that may be dangerous.
In the future where we might die together.
At least to protect yourself.
Did you train him in swordsmanship as insurance against potentially dangerous situations?
no way.
no way… .
If that’s the case.
Youn Ha-eul heard Philik’s words and remembered the delusion he had drawn.
This may not have been a one-sided unrequited love.
Oh my gosh.
Youn Ha-eul asked a question without me knowing.
“Perhaps… Are you planning to spend a hundred years with me too?”
Gagging-.
Youn Ha-eul’s bright words that are close to bombastic remarks.
“What, what?”
Hanshiha spouted water on the spot.