49 – Conditions
The sparring with the guys continued without a break.
Fortunately, compared to the time when I fought non-stop with Professor Seras, I was able to survive.
At that time, there was no such thing as a real hell, so I was busy stretching all day during class, but these days it is compatible with everyday life.
Today, after class, I was on my way to pack my bag and head to the gymnasium.
I was able to encounter an unexpected person.
“Bell, are you going to the gymnasium today?”
Lone, who ran towards me like a puppy found its owner, checked my destination with her breath.
“I think so.”
“Then can I go with you?”
“It doesn’t matter to me. You really have Aden, are you okay?”
This is also the reason why I couldn’t bear to ask Lorne to join this gathering.
It wasn’t just me that he wasn’t in a good mood with Arden lately, it was a story well known to Tina, who I used to hang out with.
Well, I’m not the type to notice others, but that’s okay, but it was clear that Tina was trying hard not to bring up the story of Lorne when she was with Arden, and trying hard not to bring up the story of Arden when she was with Lorne.
It really feels like watching a shrimp caught in a whale fight.
“Yes. Things haven’t improved yet…. I’ll make sure we don’t run into each other.”
“Please do so. I don’t know about a nice guy like Tina, but a guy like Marie will say something right away if the atmosphere gets a little weird because of you guys.”
While listening to the good news, I took Lorne almost to the gymnasium and asked for trust.
I can assure you. I’m sure if it was that bird, if it was going to ruin the atmosphere, it would say something rather harsh without filtering out things like, “Don’t disturb others and go away.”
He is a guy with that kind of personality to begin with. So rather, there are aspects that I feel comfortable dealing with.
I don’t think there’s anything wrong with that either, so if I think Lorne is ruining her mood, I’m definitely going to send her out.
It’s Aden. Even if it’s because of the upcoming exchange meeting, she has no choice but to hold on to her, but that’s not the case with Lone.
Above all, I can’t afford to take care of even Lone right now.
I don’t know if there’s a talented person who can take care of this guy.
“I will keep this in mind. Instead, just let me stay with Belle.”
“Dude, why are you doing this grossly? Anyone who sees it will know that I am abandoning you.”
Carefully hugging my arm, I ran away from Lorne, who was clinging to me.
Then, as if she had failed, she uttered pointless complaints, such as saying that the guy who had been looking at me with a sly smile seemed to have failed, and that he had abandoned her, and that she hadn’t been found until now.
I feel like I really want to get my hands on one.
Anyway, since I heard that there will be no conflict with Aden, I thought that this would be fine, so I headed to the gymnasium with Lone.
Kiki.
There was a familiar face beyond the window of Dalian Room 1, which I could see as soon as I opened the door of the large gymnasium and entered the room.
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But somehow it was not two, but three.
Even the third person was familiar to me.
“… Why is he here again?”
Elisha, a blonde woman who found us through the window and waved happily.
Upon meeting his gaze, I inadvertently spat out words to myself as I stood there dumbfounded.
Why did a talented person in Class A come to such a shabby place?
Did you come to see the deep sea?
* * * *
“I can’t believe I’m not included in such a good gathering. I’m sorry, Bell.”
“Did you think you would be involved in something like this?”
When I heard about her story and saw Elisha yelling at me with a bitter tone, I didn’t realize if this was really real.
So to sum it up, Elisha somehow found out that Marie had been honing her skills with us lately, so she asked if she wanted to join the group too.
I can’t believe it just by hearing it.
To put it mildly, is there any reason for the top-ranked member of Class A to covet a seat at a gathering with two nerds from Class E and a cadet from Class B?
Since Marie claims to have never beaten us, she’s been bragging about it, so if Elisha takes an interest in her and comes to visit, there’s a chance.
However, from my point of view, Marie is not the type to spread humiliating things about who she lost to.
That means it’s a reasonable guess that I became interested in this meeting for other good reasons.
‘I don’t have a clue about anything.’
Unlike the other guys who bounced back and forth in the original work, she was a guy close to common sense who didn’t deviate from the big stem.
So the reason for this behavior is even more obscure.
Elisha It means that it is a common sense line where I made a decision after thinking deeply in my own way.
What is the basis for that, and why is it going this far?
Well, it could be seen as a simple whim since he’s a human being, but for some reason I don’t think that’s the case.
“Anyway, you are welcome to come. But I don’t know if it will help you. As you can see, it’s a meeting that doesn’t deserve talent.”
“Hey! You are now a ‘talented person’….’ He secretly looked at me while doing this!”
Notice is filthy fast.
Actually, it’s true that those in class B are considered to be talented enough in this academy, but I only said that because it was the target of comparison.
After putting Marie, who was screaming annoyedly next to her, to sleep, she turned her head to see Elisha’s eyes bent like crescent moons.
“Huh, it’s okay. I like to learn, but I also like to teach.”
“Really? It looks like I’m indebted to you again.”
She seemed to know something in her eyes, which bothered me a little, but she said she would help on her own, so there’s no reason to refuse.
In the first place, it’s not a relaxed situation enough to cover a cold meal with a hot meal.
Besides, the reason I have no choice but to welcome Elisha with open arms is for another reason.
“Rone.”
“Yes. Did you call?”
Suddenly, Lone, who was talking with Marie, responded to my call and approached.
I pointed at Elisha, who was standing in front of her, with her chin and made her say hello to Lorne.
We already know each other, but this time we will continue to meet in a different relationship.
“Yes, the teacher is here. Say hello.”
“… Huh? Teacher?”
Yes. A very good teacher.
He is the best educator currently available, except for those who are in their second year or higher and the faculty.
He is also a real man of skill, proficient in both swordsmanship and magic.
In the future, Lorne will eventually surpass Elisha with her magic, but at this point, there is no talent that suits her well.
‘I guess I can leave Lorne to Elisha.’
Since you are a nobleman who came to visit you at the right time, you have to pick and eat as much as you can.
Since there is no one who can teach Lorne, I was thinking of asking Marie to at least teach the theory.
However, I was hesitant because Lorne was probably digging into actual combat, so there was a high possibility that I wouldn’t be able to understand it if I only learned it with her head.
But to think that a pumpkin like this would come rolling in through the vines. If you don’t accept this, there is no Hogu.
“Ah, before that, there’s one thing I want to ask you, would that be okay?”
“Sure. Tell me anything.”
The moment I tried to go about my daily routine with a lighter heart.
I nodded without hesitation when Elisha suddenly raised her hand and said the word “Request” Out of the blue.
I can do anything, even if it’s just a request.
Unless you’re asking me to slit the dragon’s head.
Given this guy’s personality, there’s a high chance he’ll end it with a request that’s not very cheesy like he did a while ago.
“I want to compete with Bell just once. Is it possible?”
“With me?”
Not necessarily. sh*t.
At Elisha’s unexpected request, I had to lightly click her tongue and hold onto the sword standing next to her training room.
Competing with Aden isn’t easy, after all.
* * * *
Elisha’s heart was busy beating non-stop with a sense of elation.
In front of her eyes is the person she wants to compete with the most at this academy.
Although Ilshin’s reputation is outstanding, he does not stand shoulder to shoulder with those who are classified as top geniuses within the academy.
However, that is only a superficial status.
Elisha knows. She reveals the source of the power that Iza is hiding. Also from whom it was bought.
“Elisha! You have to be gentle! Know!?”
From the time we finished our preparations for sparring and took our positions, voices were heard from around us.
Mainly Marie’s.
Even after hearing that voice, Elisha couldn’t bear to say yes.
That must be the case, because the girl facing her knew it.
The fact that the strength this man is hiding is not so small as to be taken lightly just because he is in Class A.
She’s even a little bit conceited, and if she shows any signs of looking after her, she’ll be eaten and she’ll be Marie.
‘It is quiet.’
The man standing in front of her didn’t feel the docility of flowing water from before.
The moment the sword was gripped, the momentum changed at once.
She was an Elisha who said that it is difficult to define it with just one word or sentence, but this much can be said with certainty.
At least I’m not someone who can be taken lightly.
She doesn’t have eyes that see through the capabilities of her opponents like Professor Seras.
Even so, she is Elisha, the successor of the Red Sword, who has faced countless strongmen, so she knows the strongman’s energy better than anyone else.
Even if her strength is not comparable to that of the heroes she has seen so far, it is clear that it is not the limit.
Perhaps it is quite different from the realm of talent. Elisha thought.
‘My father said so.’
As a rival of the Sword Saint, Elisha straightened her posture as she recalled what Balzac had said to her, who faced him more than anyone else.
The true value of the swordsman lies not in his strange swordsmanship that cuts through heaven and earth, nor in his strong body, but in the incalculable capacity felt when facing him.
That was his unique characteristic and a kind of realization that was not seen in any of the many strong people.
And the aura of this man in front of her eyes also had a strange shape, at least for Elisha to feel.
Serung.
Her beloved sword, pulled from the scabbard, boasted a keen sense of humor, and seemed to radiate light according to the will of her master.
Looking down at it with satisfaction, Elisha raised her sword and assumed a posture as if it would leap forward at any moment.
“Can I go first?”
“Yes.”
Claiming to be the first gong is the same as acknowledging that you are a subordinate.
Even though she, who is unmatched in her first year, said this, Bell, who she was dealing with, was calm.
Rather, the one who was surprised was Marie, who was watching this scene from her outfield.
A look of astonishment appeared on her face, and soon Elisha jumped forward from her corrected posture.
Right after that, the sound of metal colliding with iron resonated intensely in the quiet training room.