Overpowered Archmage Doesn’t Hide His Talent chapter 50

50 – What wizards don’t learn.

“Now call it magic.”

Immediately after hearing Plan’s words, Ivan took two steps back.

… Call it magic?

That sounds absurd. It is neither understood nor tolerated.

Born as a knight, he received the duty of a knight, and from the moment he was able to grasp something, he had only trained his sword.

Swordsmanship

This is swordsmanship. It will always be so, and I have never once doubted anything close to the truth.

Wedge liquid!

Ivan swung his sword once more.

The sword assisted by the unique ability rushes towards the head of the flan like a beam of light.

But again, the doll quickly intervened.

Quaaang!

A huge explosion occurred as swords collided with each other.

“….”

Ivan’s eyes trembled. The doll that achieves solid defense is embarrassing.

No, it’s more than just solid.

The doll was defending its owner by copying Ivan’s swordsmanship. Exactly, exactly the same.

“… Block it?”

No answer came back. Because the object is a doll.

Ivan slowly rolled his eyes. Soon, he reached for Plan, who was standing calmly.

Unknowingly, I screamed out loud.

“Playing pranks on knights like this…. Aren’t you afraid of my sword!”

“Are you afraid?”

The answer came back quickly. In a very cool tone.

“I ask, Ivan, how could you be afraid of someone like this?”

“Sometimes….”

Dduduk─.

It felt like a nerve bundle was being cut off somewhere in my head.

“Sometimes….”

I repeated Plan’s words. The boiling head cools down in an instant.

No, it may have already been completely burned.

What Plan said was not wrong.

Right now, she is only an opponent of ‘something like that’, and she may end up suffering a humiliating defeat.

However.

‘Knights don’t become stronger only through training.’

Ivan knows.

If you can’t fully demonstrate your skills in actual combat, you’ll be ranked third.

Second class if you use all your skills in actual combat.

And…. Those who overcome limitations in actual combat can be called true first-class knights.

Ivan raised his head. He caught his breath and looked around at the crowd of cadets in the stands.

A large number of knight cadets were looking at only one, and Ivan knew that one was himself.

Nodding once, Ivan straightened his grip on his sword.

‘Everyone, please look carefully.’

I wonder if the choice of you who believed in me as your representative was right or wrong.

For Ivan, this match is no longer a simple win-lose game.

It was a place to prove that only knights have unique swordsmanship and souls that cannot be imitated by magic.

It wasn’t just a sword that was held in her hand. The pride of the knights would also be squeezed.

“Whoa….”

Ivan slowly raised his sword.

Top Three.

Throw away the stop tax that had both defense at the same time. She’s going to dig through something today.

Repeated even breathing. His breathing got lower and lower, and the air around him began to settle heavily.

‘Extremely sharp.’

If the doll imitates itself, it just needs to trample on itself.

Like a flying bird, I will not look back.

Caang!

The doll took Ivan’s sword once again. But it is different from before.

Ivan suddenly felt that his field of vision had widened.

I began to see the doll stagger. In her now, that gap is visible.

“… What is it?”

Mysterious Canyon scouter, Eric muttered involuntarily.

Plan.

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It was the first name I heard through Colin. Even when she looked at her appearance, she felt that it was not to the point of being exceptional.

A person with self-confidence. It was just like that.

“How did you think of summoning Ivan the same way to fight? . No, even thinking about it. Is that possible with just a few minutes of observation?”

“That sounds like a story that is half right and half wrong.”

Colin dismissed Eric.

“What about it?”

“I’m not sure about the unique abilities…. Swordsmanship looks like Ivan to anyone.”

“But even if you’re only half right…. It already makes no sense.”

Eric unknowingly stuck out his tongue.

In the end, wouldn’t it be a story that Flan perfectly replicated her swordsmanship with only a few observations of Ivan?

“Senior, look at the atmosphere of the engineering department.”

The two scouts looked around the stands at the Knights Faculty.

The students, who would normally have cheered enthusiastically, sat in a daze, and the silence reminded them of emptiness.

“Of course, that kind of atmosphere. The swordsmanship that took time and effort was replicated in an instant. From the perspective of the Knights Faculty, it’s something that could shake the foundations.”

As if getting goosebumps, Eric stroked his arm.

“Look at him staring at Plan. Ugh, that’s scary…”

There is no point of resentment or blame for Ivan, the representative. However, the gaze toward Plan was not good.

A lot of that too.

“There is no way his eyes can go down. From their point of view, flan is nothing more than a thief.”

“Thief…. Can you say It’s magic.”

“That’s why wizards acknowledge it. Originally, knights and wizards do not understand each other.”

“Anyway, the Faculty of Magic will win. In front of your eyes…. Something crazy is going on.”

“Don’t question it.”

Colin’s cold voice dismissed Eric once more.

“Don’t question it, just accept what happened. That’s what scouts do.”

However, sweat was dripping from Colin’s forehead as well.

“… Even if something I’ve never seen before happens right in front of my eyes.”

“Is there any chance that Ivan will reverse?”

“Okay.”

Eric’s head swung back to Colin. Colin continued her, keeping her eyes on Flan and Ivan.

“Awakening…. I don’t know again Have you ever seen the moment someone wakes up?”

At Colin’s words, Eric quietly shook his head. He started scouting less than a year ago.

“Do you know what awakening is?”

“Senior, I know that much too. Whether it’s a wizard or a knight, when you awaken, your level rises sharply.”

“Haa…. You know too little.”

Colin let out a deep sigh.

“It is true that the level rises as if the blood is pierced, but it is the magician’s side. A knight’s awakening method is a bit different.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes, the abilities possessed by knights become more unique. I don’t have to explain how much the power will increase.”

“Ah…. You go beyond that and go to the realm of transcendence.”

Eric nodded quietly.

“For now, just know one thing. Awakening requires an opportunity.”

“It’s an opportunity…. Well, that’s right. It makes no sense to wake up without any trigger.”

“Right. So, from now on, pay close attention.”

Colin paused for a moment before continuing.

“To overturn the game, or to maintain the game. It’s quite enough to trigger an awakening.”

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Ivan suddenly felt his body burning.

However, it is never a matter of being in a hurry.

The sword has already become part of the body. The aura of the sword feels so vivid.

Was there ever a moment when you concentrated so much?

Has there ever been a moment when you were so earnest?

And.

Was there ever a moment when you were so angry?

At this moment, words are unnecessary. He just stares at the other person while maintaining an extremely sharp top position.

The moment everyone held their breath at that tension.

“Wow!”

Swallowing his breath, Ivan rushes towards the doll.

Her sword cut through the air over and over again. Pongong sound comes one beat late.

aaang!

‘Fast.’

Ivan’s speed differs from that of other knights.

No, it has to be. Otherwise, her unique ability would have no meaning.

‘Faster!’

What we pursue is the ultimate in speed.

The feeling at the tip of the sword sharpens with each swing.

‘More, Faster!’

The body that has been pushed to the limit is extremely fast. It reaches a level never reached before.

Numerous trails created in an instant pour down on the doll and slash them.

Chow!

One of the doll’s arms falls off.

Go beyond yourself.

Break the limits.

That earnest heart ‘awakens’ the knight.

Chew! Chew! Chow!

The doll’s hands, arms, and shoulders are cut in order.

The lower body firmly supports the body, and the body moves smoothly to make the sword dance.

Like the Ivan until now…. He is no match for the current Ivan.

The cut doll becomes blue energy and scatters.

At last, Ivan’s eyes, looking at the left alone flan, sink infinitely low.

“I am a knight.”

She began to mutter lowly.

“We have lived our lives, dreaming unattainable dreams, fighting unbeatable enemies, and welcoming unbearable pain.”

Ivan placed his palm on the body of the blade. Soon, she moved her hand and ran it through the tip of the sword.

“But when the impossible is achieved. When you overcome an unbeatable enemy. When you have endured the unbearable.”

Then, the entire blade of the sword began to radiate brilliant light.

It was an intense golden aura that was incomparable to the pure white aura.

“… We finally get our own. The uniqueness that others can never attain.”

Ivan slowly stances.

Nothing complicated. Just a quick one would suffice.

Also, it will be impossible to imitate or duplicate.

“Flan.”

The awakened knight quietly spoke the opponent’s name.

“A knight learns throughout his life not to be broken even in the face of defeat. That is the indomitability engraved into the bones.”

Ivan inhales slowly. Excitement heats up her body.

I will constantly swing, stab, and advance.

I will prove that there is a unique area only for knights.

Because that is what Ivan thinks of chivalry.

“… This, you will never be able to follow.”

Golden energy began to swirl.

There is no need for a grandiose name for this apparition.

One island.

A single brilliant twinkle. That’s enough.

Ivan held her sword close to his body. The path towards the flan is clearly visible.

The body is lighter than ever.

We must win.

No, I can’t be defeated.

“It is said that it will not break in the face of defeat…. There’s a lot to learn from knights too. I am surprised.”

Then flan opened her mouth.

“There are some things wizards don’t learn.”

He speaks in a natural manner.

“I never learned to lose, I don’t know.”

The wizard’s red eyes turned to the knight.

“Come.”

At the same time, a golden straight line stretched out.

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“Ha ha ha….”

Ivan examined the tip of the sword.

There is fresh blood on the blue blade.

It means the blow was hit. Ivan nodded his head as he brushed off the blood dripping down his blade.

“… Won.”

The flan must have been neatly cut. He should have been sent to the infirmary by now.

The tension in my body is finally released. The sense of accomplishment comes from raising one’s level.

But that was then.

“Useful.”

“… !”

At the sudden voice, Aivan hurriedly turned his head back.

“It definitely has its own uniqueness. It is also commendable that he has surpassed his own limits.”

Looking at flan, who was standing still, Ivan’s shoulders trembled.

The uniform at the hem of Flan’s shoulder had been ripped off. That part was slightly reddish.

‘How on earth.’

Ivan’s strike embodies the speed of a flash, and there was no error in its trajectory. He couldn’t miss

… Did Plan avoid that at all costs?

“But Ivan, I just got interested in that ability.”

Flan continues by rubbing his chin.

Eyes with red eyes full of curiosity and no fear at all reached Ivan.

“You can do it if you show it a few more times. How is it?”

Haze rising from Plan’s body encroaches on the space.

The dreamy waves of mana eventually began to produce three phases.

“What, what….”

Ivan’s chin trembled.

The moment he snapped his fingers, three blades of swords spouting spirits fell in front of him.

Flan quietly puts his palms together.

As if gear wheels were rotating in different directions, the palms slowly interlocked and moved.

Then, each sword transforms into an Ivan.

This time, not one, but three.

“I wish I could show you three more times.”

“….”

Embarrassed, Ivan couldn’t keep his mouth shut.

Also, I couldn’t say anything.

The sword leaves Ivan’s hand.

Tae-Aeng—!

Finally, the moment the sword collided with the ground.

A thunderous roar erupted from the Faculty of Magic.