55 – Sword Saint – 1
As soon as they returned to the academy, Diago came out and called Cecil. Did he get some information from the black alchemist he sent the other day?
There is no urgent matter right away, so we headed straight to Diago’s lab, where we could see Diago, who looked quite tired.
“What did you call me for?”
“The main topic as soon as you arrive. I guess I’m in a hurry.”
With a grin, he held out the papers. It seemed to be the result of an interrogation that we had arranged while we were on our way to the academy. After quickly reading the documents she gave him, she showed them to me as well.
[About the proof of the existence of God and the owner of the body suitable for it.]
The title was unusual. I jumped right into the next chapter and couldn’t help but groan.
“If this is what I saw correctly… Is it correct to remodel the human body?”
“Right.”
As she spoke in a bittersweet voice, she let out a deep sigh. It was because the Black Alchemists had noticed what they were going to do by capturing him and Lucy.
“Lucy is suitable for me as a body to contain God… But it is not perfect, so it needs to be remodeled to make it perfect. And after that remodeling…”
“I don’t think I’ll ever be human.”
“Yes. Because what is important to them is proof of God’s existence. And if they do more, they want to put God in their hands and use it as they please… They’ll try to eliminate the risk as much as possible.”
Aside from that, there were a lot of restrictions. Are you trying to make people dissatisfied?
It’s not pure love, what the heck is this?
I thought I didn’t need to read the document any further, so I covered it up lightly and returned it to Diago.
“There is no room for negotiation.”
It has to be moderate to negotiate peacefully or not. What are you going to talk about with those who want to do this?
At my words, Diago smiled wryly and nodded his head.
“Well, they say that there are more people besides these people who want to prove the existence of God. And among them, they say there are people who want to do it without major physical alterations. But they say they chose someone else as the body of God.”
“Who are you?”
“I thought I didn’t know that far. Anyway, that’s all I could find out.”
“What is the criterion? The criterion by which they chose Lord Cecil and Lady Lucy.”
“Twins, born on a specific date. And the talents they have, and many other things.”
“If these two don’t fit the criteria…”
“I wonder if that will work.”
That’s right. Black alchemists are crazy people who believe that their hypotheses are true. Should I convince them not to do that?
“Then where are the black alchemists who think like him?”
“Unfortunately, I couldn’t figure it out. They didn’t meet at a specific place or time, but when the four agreed, they met at a randomly chosen place to exchange information. They say they don’t know.”
“Very thorough.”
“Most of the black alchemists are like this. Anyway, it’s better to be careful. Among them, a woman who uses the pseudonym Rebecca was the one who tried to create the body of a god using corpses… She said she was looking for the corpse of the former swordsman. More.”
“Huh? Isn’t that the end if it succeeds?”
“The problem is that the probability of success is low. Also, it is said that they have the ability to incarnate the sword saint’s corpse into a god, and even if they fail, turn it into a chimera…”
Worst case scenario, you might have to fight a sword-class chimera?
I can’t say anything because I don’t know how good the swordsman is, but seeing Cecile’s expression darkened, I don’t think it’s good news.
“You must be careful.”
“There’s nothing wrong with being careful. Refrain from going out of the academy for the time being. And tell Miss Lucy not to go out of the territory. Elan decided to stay by her side, right?”
“Yes. Huh? Do you know Elan?”
“I’ve seen it a few times. I’m pretty good at it, so if it’s necessary, you can entrust Lucy to me. Come on, don’t slack off.”
Speaking calmly, he clapped lightly to lighten the atmosphere.
“I can’t think of anything in the world that isn’t dangerous anyway. I have so many enemies right now.”
“I guess that’s the case.”
It is normal to have enemies as you live. It’s a problem that I can’t do my job while worrying every time that happens. I patted Cecile on the back and she let out a low sigh with a serious expression on her face.
“I don’t know if it’s right for me to keep you here.”
“Don’t ignore Elan.”
“Yes. Elan fights well too.”
“Still, compared to Cheonyoung, shouldn’t we take a step back?”
Hansoo. What do you see me as But talking like that wouldn’t make her worry about Lucy any less, so she just stayed calm.
“There’s also a crystal ball, so if something happens, I’ll call you. Then you can teleport, so don’t worry too much.”
“Haa. I should. Mmm. Okay. Let’s do what we need to do now. Diago. Did you get the lesson plan?”
“It must have reached your room. Go check it out.”
“Yes. Then let’s go.”
“Diago. Thank you for your hard work. Let’s have a drink next time.”
“hahahahaha. Thanks to you guys, I even saved the princess, so there’s no such thing as suffering. But I’ll give you a drink.”
I left Diago, who greeted me with a friendly smile, and returned to her lab. As he said, the class plan for this year was in the lab.
“Aren’t you able to do your own thing in class?”
“Because you have to follow the basic curriculum. Hmm… I think this should be fine. Chunyoung. I should come to class as soon as the semester starts. Is that okay?”
“I don’t care… What should I do?”
She glanced at me and said nothing.
“Dalian.”
It really didn’t matter.
“And if I do well, I might be able to check the swordsman’s skills.”
“Huh? Why?”
“The swordsman is said to be at the academy right now. He said he will serve as a special instructor for the Knights Division for a year… Why don’t you try sparring later?”
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Not a bad suggestion. I wondered how skilled the swordsmen were, as there are only four of them on the continent, but it turned out well.
Especially if black alchemists make a chimera with the body of the Sword Master, sparring is essential as you have to deal with it.
“Can’t we make an appointment in Dalian now?”
“You must already have a lot of appointments in Dalian?”
Honestly, just fighting strong people is a great help to growth. There’s no need to stake your life on it, so it’s worth challenging him.
“Well, the opportunity will come anytime. Don’t worry too much.”
“Okay.”
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The next day, Cecile and I headed to the classroom building for education. The classroom building was already full of students from the Faculty of Knights and Magic.
“Today is the first class. I think a basic skill evaluation is necessary. I believe everyone will agree with this… Pack your equipment and come out.”
There seemed to be no complaints. However, I am worried that everyone is full of enthusiasm and that there will be no injuries while sparring.
I glanced at Cecil, and she nodded her head as if it was okay. Okay. If she’s okay, then she’s okay.
Following Cecil outside, the Knights Faculty and the Magic Faculty were gathered together without being specifically instructed. They say it’s usually a competition, but you’re competing here too.
Cecile looked around at them as they stared at each other and didn’t say a word.
“Dalian is not something that the Faculty of Magic and Knight Faculty do. The Faculty of Magic should work with me, and the Knight Faculty should work with Cheonyeong, the temporary instructor.”
“Wait a minute!”
“What is it?”
“This is Rogen Etranger from the Faculty of Knights. No matter how hard you fight with a temporary instructor. Aren’t you ignoring us too much?”
Your voice is full of confidence and your actions are overflowing with confidence.
Moorim’s late indexes were like that.
Isn’t it similar to being so arrogant and being punished?
Cecile looked at me and I shrugged and looked around.
Ah. This would be nice
I lifted a branch. Then he pointed at Rogen, who gave me a look that seemed to be ignoring me.
“You’re very active. All right. Then, if you win by sparring with me, I’ll ask the official instructor.”
“…Are you saying you’re going to take on me with that single stick?! This Rogen Etranger, the grandson of the Sword Saint?”
Huh? Was he the grandson of the Sword Master?
Somehow, his confidence was amazing.
“But you’re not a swordsman.”
“Ugh… This insult! I will never tolerate it!”
With a growl, he drew his sword and charged. Movement is fast and strong. From the start, I blocked a powerful blow to the head with a wooden stick.
“How?!”
How? It’s a new sword union day.
It’s just a tree branch, but as long as it’s in my hand, it’s probably a better level than any other famous sword.
I laughed at him who couldn’t cut a thin tree branch.
“I don’t think it’s as strong as momentum.”
“Keuuu!! Haaa!!”
The sword strikes again. This time, he is using his swordsmanship properly, as if he had made up his mind…
Slow.
– Wow!!
I bounced off the sword and aimed for the gap that came out. Rogen flopped to one side the moment a fast-moving branch hit his thigh, and I moved his knee toward his face.
-Paaak!!
“Kuuk…”
I kicked him as he collapsed with a low moan. Seeing that Rogen, who had fallen on the floor, returned to his original position and fainted, I smiled and said to the students of the Faculty of Engineering who had become quiet.
“Okay! Everyone! Let’s start class!”
The time has come to put into practice the old adage that a disciple should neither kill nor save.