13. tournament
“stop.”
A low, heavy voice that seemed to hit the inside of the head stopped them.
The cadets looked at the source of the voice, frowning at the sudden ringing in their heads. The dean was walking this way.
‘Whoa…’
The dean was very sorry about the current situation.
For Doyoon, he even offered a regenerative elixir as a product. Unlike the other instructors, the dean believed that Doyoon would do well in the tournament despite his mana handicap.
Of course, it’s impossible for him to beat Sophie or one other top candidate, etc. However, there are 4 winners of this tournament anyway.
If Daejin had followed his luck, Doyoon would have been able to win the prize as well. But.
‘…a variable I didn’t even think of came into existence.’
Under normal conditions, unauthorized possession of weapons and cheating by cadets should have been discovered immediately.
However, now the cradle was too noisy. It was because all the instructors were distracted by the rare issue of being a boss monster killer.
‘It’s all my fault.’
Even himself, the chief officer of Yoram, was distracted by the killer gun, so the instructors under him would be fine.
All because of my immorality. The dean thought so.
‘…but now is the time to focus on my role.’
What is wrong can be corrected later. Rather, it was the right attitude as the dean to organize the current situation.
He looked at Thorn with cold, sunken eyes.
“Thorn.”
“What, what?”
Thorn replied in a trembling voice. He felt as if something was gripping his throat.
The cradle is one of the most important facilities for the Allies. In each country, it was impossible to put anyone in the position of head of such a facility.
Thorn, who was just a new apostle, had a hard time even handling the sharp eyes of a strong man called the dean.
The referee instructor winked at the assistant instructor. Since the dean had acted like that, the situation was no different from the end.
Hundreds of sparring is in progress. There will be no swords left in the warehouse. You have to move fast to procure the sword.
The assistant instructor, who had been watching Thorn pitifully, ran towards the duel of swordsmanship cadets.
“Yoram will thoroughly investigate this matter to find out whether it was a simple management mistake or someone malicious.”
“…why are you telling me that…”
“And, if someone’s involvement is revealed. Besides, if he was a cadet. He will be brought before the committee for cheating on exams and hiding unreported weapons.”
“…”
The apostles who have just crossed over from another dimension are very unstable in their mental state. Therefore, it contains many risk factors.
Therefore, it is strictly forbidden to possess weapons or poisons brought from another dimension that have not been reported in the cradle. This is something that was taught several times in the first week.
“There is nothing to deal with cheating. Unauthorized weapon holders are judged to harbor potential terrorist intent within the cradle.”
“What, what…!”
“You are exiled from the cradle, and thereafter lose all of the protections and benefits afforded to those in cadet status at the cradle.”
It was a bone-chillingly cold word, as if reciting a death sentence.
Being released from the cradle means being branded as a risk factor. Regardless of his abilities, he becomes an existence like a potential criminal who causes excessive harm to the organization he belongs to.
Of course, no group, including guilds, would be willing to take that risk.
Thorn shouted as if in a fit.
“Mi, that sounds crazy! It’s like terrorism with just one rusty window like that…! Oh, that’s nonsense! I never meant to!”
Someone let out a deep sigh. It was such a stupid reaction. In fact, it was the same as admitting that he was the culprit.
Naturally, no one sympathized with him.
The atmosphere was very cheap. There was no one on his side here.
Even if it wasn’t the remarks so far, it was clear whose side the organization would take in the conflict between a troublemaker named Thorn and a model student like Do-yoon…
“Of course, no one would be punished for simple mismanagement. So, you don’t have to worry about Thorn.”
“Yeah, that’s right. who would do that However…”
“I brought the sword!”
Thorn’s words cut off. The assistant instructor who headed towards the swordsmanship cadets’ arena to get Doyun’s sword returned.
“Yeah, but…”
However, the sword he brought with him was not in very good condition.
There was rust in several places on the sword body, and the blade part had a lot of teeth.
It was much better than Thorn’s cunning spear, but it was still a weapon that could not be used for actual combat. Especially if the opponent was a large hammer.
Thorn, who had been building a statue of bamboo after being broken up by the dean, simply grinned as soon as he saw the state of the sword.
“ah…”
“The status again…”
On the other hand, the cadets who reported this burst into a sigh of regret.
“thank you.”
Doyoon calmly accepted the sword.
“…Cadet Han Do-yoon. You can postpone the game later if you want. It’s just a matter of waiting for the other games where the sword is being used to finish. With a sword like that…”
“no. This is enough.”
“yes?”
Doyoon walked calmly and stood in the designated player position. The instructor thought he had heard it wrong.
“Do you really mean to fight with that sword?”
“Yes.”
“Huh…”
he groaned.
‘This is scolded.’
It seems that Cadet Han Do-yoon is angry. That’s why it’s pampering the unreasonable.
It was incomprehensible that he would use a sword. Just being able to master martial arts at such a young age is an amazing achievement, so how much would he have learned if he learned swordsmanship?
If you want to use a spear, you don’t know, a sword out of the blue. And to fight with something that doesn’t even look like that kind of weapon because of pride.
‘If I were in that situation, I’d be very angry…’
It wasn’t this. It has to dry for him too. It was all the more so because he was Han Do-yoon, who was reputed to have a good reputation among the instructors.
It wouldn’t look good if the referee, who was supposed to be neutral, was talking too much, but… More than that, the instructor felt sorry for Han Do-yoon’s situation.
“…Cadet Han Do-yoon. I know how you feel, but for now, keep your heart cool…”
But he had no choice but to keep his mouth shut.
‘…uh?’
He looked into Han Doyoon’s eyes. There was no emotion left in his pupils who were fixed on Thorn.
There was no anger, no ridicule, no resentment. He just… looked at Thorn with cold eyes that didn’t look human.
‘what?’
Are those the eyes of a young man in his 20s?
The instructor felt a chill rise from the back of his neck. He rubbed the back of his neck with his palm and involuntarily took a backward step.
“Well, then… I see. Let’s go ahead with the game.”
At that declaration, the onlookers all burst into sighs. finished. The result has been decided.
“Oh really…! Just hold on for a second…!”
“I understand you’re upset, but…”
“That fucking cow. I really want to kill you.”
Everyone criticized Han Do-yoon’s decision, but on the one hand, they understood. The current situation was too absurd for him.
And, at the same time, he booed Thorn.
“Baby cow! Criminal bastard!”
“You’re a seed that’s not worth the price…”
“Let’s compete to see who is the best male! Are you a fucking male!? Get your dick off!”
However, despite such a reaction, Thorn burst into laughter.
“Puhehehahahaha! Alright, let’s compete! It is a fair competition to decide who is the superior male!”
At the moment when the plan was about to become dormuk, the opponent put up his pride, and it became a situation in his favor again.
‘Stupid human bastard!’
It would be difficult if the other game ended and the sword came in perfect condition. He hastened the referee.
“Come on, let the game begin!”
“…”
The instructor openly frowned. However, when Doyoon appeared like that, he couldn’t go any further.
“…For both cadets.”
There was no other way. As Thorne said, the only choice is to proceed with the match.
The dean, who was watching such a scene, looked at Do-yoon with eyes that did not understand.
‘…why? He’s not the kind of person to put his pride on useless things.’
It was a completely opposite reaction from Doyoon’s usual appearance he had seen.
The moment I even heard the thought that Do-yoon was originally that kind of person. Someone next to him burst out in admiration.
“Hey…! You were the real national team member Han Do-yoon!”
‘Well?’
The dean turned his head to the side. He was a cadet in a swordsmanship class. The game has just ended, and it seems that he came here after hearing rumors.
However, there was one peculiarity.
‘earthling?’
He was an earthling like Cadet Han Do-yoon.
“…pupil. What did you just mean?”
“Yes? What?”
“When you saw Cadet Han Do-yoon, didn’t you say the country… what?”
“Ah, that’s it.”
He couldn’t recognize the person in front of him was the dean, and he babbled excitedly. There was nothing wrong with being friendly with instructors who were kind of scouts.
“I’m from the same earth and country as him, but I thought I’d seen his name and face somewhere.”
“Cadet Han Do-yoon?”
“yes. So I thought about it, and it turned out that I had the same name as the national kendo representative in Korea?”
“Yes?”
“But since they used fists and spears, I wondered if it wasn’t. But seeing as he said he was using a sword, I guess I wasn’t mistaken! That’s right, Han Do-yoon, the national kendo representative!”
The dean didn’t understand what he was saying. I think it means that Doyoon Han was a celebrity related to swords…
“What is the position of being the national kendo representative?”
“yes? Oh, that’s a word that doesn’t exist here. Uh… so…”
he pondered. I was at a loss as to how to explain this.
But soon, a word that fits the fantasy world flashed into my mind. yes, this is it!
“Sword Saint! He was the swordsman on Earth!”
“…!”
The dean couldn’t keep his mouth shut.