The Only Asian in the Academy chapter 7

7 – Exam #007 (2)

“Wowaaa!!”

Even though I didn’t win, and I was just standing in the arena, a huge roar erupted that made me mistakenly thinking that this was an arena, not a testing ground.

If it was my turn, would that kind of shout come out? For a moment, I thought of such a funny thought and burst into laughter.

Even if you win in style, there will never be a shout. It would be fortunate if there was no booing the moment you went up, let alone shouting.

“Are you both ready?”

The supervisor asked, and the two men, each in their own stance, looked at each other and nodded.

Rose, who was holding a long spear, put her spear forward a little more as if to be wary of her opponent.

“… Then start!!”

“Go!!”

When the examiner gave the signal to start the match, Rose delivered the first blow, announcing the start of the sparring with a booming voice.

Rose’s first blow, unlike her master’s, was calm and calm, compared to her shout of ‘Go!!’.

Unlike his voice with strong emotions, his stabbing posture was restrained and concise, as if he were reading a manual for stabbing.

With practical movements that excluded excessive movements as much as possible, it seemed that the opponent was only concentrating on defense and could not find a chance to attack.

In addition to that, the superior reach of the spear, which was overwhelmingly longer than the sword, was added, so the opponent had no choice but to wait for Rose to tire out while receiving the spear with the sword.

However, Rose didn’t show any sign of exhaustion even during the rage-like attacks, probably because she had accumulated a lot of training.

Without getting swept away by emotion, he presses the enemy using the spear’s reach with a standard posture like a textbook.

This is an exemplary fighting method that can only be used by those who fully understand the strengths of weapons and their abilities.

Until now, honestly, I felt like I was watching a children’s party, but now I feel like I’m watching a fight that looks like a fight.

“Wait, great… !!”

“As expected of a person who hears the sound of a kicking head, his skills are extraordinary!”

“That senior is not doing anything!!”

As Rose overwhelms her without giving any chance, words like that came out around her, but did she even understand what was so great about it?

“Ugh… !!”

No matter how long I waited, the opponent showed no signs of getting tired or weak, so I tried to create an opportunity to attack somehow, even by throwing my body, but it was in vain.

Rose did not get caught even though she forced herself into it and exposed a loophole as if telling her to attack this place.

Rather than being a warrior, it seemed like he was persistently aiming only to drive the enemy slowly like a hunter, break the enemy’s spirit and stamina, and win the supply and demand.

‘You look hot-tempered, so I thought you would attack like a wild boar, but surprisingly you are calm when fighting. But I’m a little sorry….’

If I had been allowed to use magic in this sparring, I would have been able to see more diverse aspects, but that was a pity.

If the use of mana had been allowed, it might have overturned the whole country at once with an irregular technique that couldn’t be used in a fight like this.

I wondered how she would have reacted if that was the case, but I wasn’t the one who set the rules for her sparring or evaluated her.

The sparring ended with Rose chasing her third-grade student without giving an inch of space.

After being pushed back and forth, the 3rd grade student who let go of his sword, raised his hands above his head and expressed his intention to surrender.

“The match is over!! Rose Agravain 2nd exam passed!!”

As Rose raised her spear with the supervisor’s declaration of victory, deafening cheers filled the test room, just like at the start of the match.

“… Thank you for your effort.”

“You worked hard, too!”

A third-grade student who surrendered offered Rose a handshake, which Rose accepted.

Anyone who doesn’t know this would think that Rose is a third-grade student and that guy is an exam student.

Receiving cheers and applause, Rose came down from the arena and looked at me with a triumphant expression on her face.

How should I react at this time? It was the first time someone came out like that, so I was very embarrassed, but I clapped along with them.

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The 3rd grade student who dealt with Rose exited sweating profusely. It was only natural that she had sparred several times in quick succession, and had consumed a lot of her stamina against Rose.

What he got out of the game and came in as a pinch hitter was a double-wielding swordsman holding swords of different lengths in each hand.

There were several small scars on his face, which seemed to show how much experience he had accumulated even though he was still a student.

As he stands on the arena, who looks as unusual as the weapon in his hand, the test students start to get nervous, as if they were overwhelmed by the atmosphere.

I was thinking of winning lightly against a tired person, but when the opponent suddenly turned into such a tough guy, I could have been nervous.

“Next! No. 199!! Philip Esterbein!!”

“Yes, yes!!”

A man named Philip got up from his seat and went up to the arena with stiff movements.

Dalian, if it were a novel, was so empty that it would not be worth describing even a single line.

About 7 seconds, I don’t know how accurate it is because it was counted internally, but in that short time, Philip fell out and returned to the audience.

It wasn’t that Philip was weak. He had a skill that could be said to be average among the test students except me and Rose.

However, the opponent was bad. That 3rd grader was several moves above the 3rd grader Rose had defeated.

“Ah, sir…. You’ll come back a little later.”

Rose let out a regretful sound after seeing his swordsmanship. But why is he sitting next to me?

Rose smiled and said, as if such a question was inadvertently expressed on her face.

“Oh, was it uncomfortable? But when I’m somewhere else, the kids keep talking pointlessly.”

“I don’t particularly care, so you can rest comfortably.”

“Really? Then thank you, but is it okay to use short language?”

“… I will refrain from that. I want to refrain from getting more glare here.”

Even though Rose was just sitting next to me, there were so many people staring at me that I didn’t know if she was jealous or what she was.

Rose must have noticed that gaze as well, so she glanced behind her and clicked her tongue.

“I’m sorry for something….”

“That’s enough. People like me need to raise a fist or a spear to hear things like ‘thank you’ or ‘sorry’.”

“Ha ha ha! That’s funny! But why did you use a sword instead of a spear today?”

“Next!! 217 John Doe!! From now on!!”

I got up from my seat at the supervisor’s voice as if to interrupt Rose.

“Is it your turn? How does that senior look to you?”

“… I will show it through my actions, not words, because I will be ashamed of myself if I rush into evaluations and even struggle.”

She didn’t say it directly, but it was implied that it was nothing, and Rose laughed again.

She must have said something small, but I wonder if that senior has a good ear like me. When she went up to the arena, she frowned at her as if she was uncomfortable.

“Are you both ready?”

“Yes, I am ready.”

“Please wait for me.”

Actually, she had nothing to prepare, but the moment she stood in the arena, along with the sound she heard from the train, another unexpected quest appeared and caught her ankle.

T-ring!

[Sudden quest occurs!!]

[First sparring!]

[The full-fledged ordeal to enter the academy has begun. Win in Dalian against a third-class cadet.]

[Success Reward: Achievement System Open]

[Failure Penalty: There may be disadvantages in the interview.]

‘It doesn’t really matter because there’s nothing special….’

From now on, when you give a quest like this, I hope you give me a notice in advance.

Ah, then isn’t it a sudden quest?

“John Do is a test student. Are you done now?”

“Yes, I am ready now.”

“…… Okay. Then start!!”

Unlike the previous Dalian, where I slowly looked at the situation, the senior strode toward me, perhaps because he was upset by taking the time ahead of the Dalian.

Since the senior came to me first like that, I couldn’t get rid of her because I know what politeness is.

I followed her senior as if we were taking a walk. The senior glared at me with sharp eyes and swung her two swords.

With a fierce swordsman swinging my head, everyone cheered in anticipation of me falling out after being hit by that sword.

However, the scene that unfolded the next moment was the exact opposite of everyone’s expectations, including me.

The two swords wielded by the senior savagely cut through the air.

… Because this sword did not fall out of the scabbard.

It was difficult to hit with a weapon I wasn’t used to, so I messed up the blade a little yesterday. Could that be the cause?

It did rattle a little when putting it into the sword. If you pull it out with force, you can pull it out, but if you do, the blade won’t end with breaking, it will break completely.

“…… What are you doing?”

“… ….”

Well, yes. What the hell am i doing right now

It was good to go back in an instant, but I couldn’t attack because the sword was not drawn.

While everyone was silent in this unexpected situation, the sound of someone’s footsteps echoed in the still-filled arena.

“This Dalian, that test student’s victory.”

“Yes? No, what….”

Before she could even ask who she was, the senior, who had been lost in her spirit, regained her sanity and asked her.

“School, professor!! I was definitely caught up, but why is it my defeat?!”

“It doesn’t mean that we were defeated just because we were caught behind. Just watch his posture.”

It’s a stance, it’s a nabal, I just tried to draw the sword and failed. Does this stance have any special meaning?

The senpai tried to find the meaning of my posture, which even I didn’t know, but she turned her head again to no avail and then looked back at the woman she called Professor.

“I-I don’t know. It looks like he just failed to draw the sword, but what is that posture….”

“It is said that you are ahead of your peers, but it is not unreasonable that you, a student, do not know. That stance is a swordsmanship handed down from the East!! It is a secret technique that instantly draws out a sword from its coward and strikes the enemy!”

“Then it wasn’t a failure….”

“Yes, I did not draw the sword because I had circumstances in my hand. It is your defeat.”

“…… ??”

My victory was decided without understanding only the party involved in the battle.

No, what’s the sword art? Let’s get to know each other too