The Academy’s Savage Swordsman

13. Sword Saint

Auras and auras entwine and devour each other.

The Aura Blades bite each other, but eventually return to their own territory without being able to penetrate each other’s territory.

If it’s a game that can’t be decided with an aura like this, the result is determined by the body and skills that have been trained.

‘Now I know.’

The moment I realized the answer to why the Aura Master was called the Sword Saint, I jumped over the wall. Intense joy and elation covered her whole body, but she couldn’t be buried in that sensation.

Whether or not he became a Master, his physical condition was at its worst. It’s not strange even if you die at any time, and it’s impossible to even move unless you’ve strengthened it with an aura.

‘Aura Blade… It’s an additional ability given after training the sword.’

family’s secret. I realized after hearing that special moves that deal with auras to end enemies are just ordinary blows for the masters.

Aura is an additional element to the last. It takes talent for Auras to dwell in one’s body or weapon, but what is needed to reach a higher level is skill.

The swordsmanship beyond the limit creates an aura blade. I don’t know the principle. incomprehensible It can only be found out empirically.

‘The important thing is to defeat this guy right now.’

But the important thing right now was to defeat Chantalka and return alive, not to understand how the Aura Blade was created.

Chow-! When the sword filled with aura was swung, a white beam of light followed. Seen from a distance, the fight between the two is a feast of dazzling twinkling starlight.

“You move well with that body!”

Chantalka took my sword very leisurely. He probably knows best that my physical condition is not normal.

Certainly my physical condition is not normal. It cannot be dragged into a long war. So aim for a room.

This fact, I know him too.

‘So… … Stop now—.’

The moment he swung his sword fiercely, he deliberately created an opening. Chantalka, who discovered the opening, thrust out her sword as if she had been waiting. It was a movement that seemed to think that it would be impossible for the injured himself to give up an opening and counterattack.

He is right. There is no way that it would be possible to sacrifice flesh and take bones from an injured body. I will give up my life to give up my flesh.

That is if I was alone.

─Pu-wook!

“Ugh… !?”

An ice spear flew in from afar—it was only then that Chantalka realized who was behind her. I looked at Chantalka, who was trying to come in for my gap, revealing the gap in reverse.

Even his expression was full of emotions that he had made a mistake. I immediately swung my sword and decapitated it so that I wouldn’t make the same mistake.

A light that slashed everything it touched enveloped the great warrior, and the great warrior of the barbarians who had been harassing the north for decades fell to its knees.

It wasn’t until I saw Chantalka’s head fall and his body fall to the ground with my own eyes that I passed out.

Fluff- I use the cold snowfield as a blanket, and the shouts I hear from far away as a lullaby.

I started having dreams that I might never wake up from.

* * *

“Kyle!”

The Duke, who was supporting Kyle with magic from afar, saw Kyle decapitating Chantalka and flew straight towards him.

The culprit who had been harassing the North for decades, the long-cherished figure of the family, had fallen—but the Duke couldn’t afford to care about him right away.

“Fine… No, he is about to die.”

The Duke, who arrived next to Kyle, immediately realized that Kyle’s physical condition was not serious. Blood was flowing all over her body, and her mouth, nose, and eyes were all bleeding from the holes in her body.

Even if he recovers somehow, it is a serious injury that makes you wonder if you will suffer from the aftereffects for the rest of your life.

The duke fixed Kyle’s body so that it would not shake with magic, and then lifted him up very slowly. It was common knowledge in the North that severely injured patients could die if they were moved radically.

Duduk-!

“what?”

The Duke, who lifted Kyle up, confirmed that an unidentified bone sound was coming from Kyle’s body. It was a very disturbing sound, so the duke used up all his remaining magic power and quickly returned to the other side of the wall.

In the midst of the soldiers and knights who saw the Duke’s return, the Duke shouted loudly as he landed on the wall.

“fuse! And a military sergeant! I’m going to the operating room, so tell me to bring the potion!”

“Yes, yes!”

The soldiers of the north had never seen the duke scream so loud. Rumor has it that even when my daughter was born, ‘Is that so?’ Wasn’t he an aristocrat who was indifferent to the point of being passed over in one word?

Indeed, the effect of the duke’s shouting was so great that even before the duke arrived at the operating room, the priest and surgeon were waiting for the duke, sweating in front of him.

The Duke took Kyle into the operating room and put Kyle on an operating table with a clean cloth on it. The military doctor and medic quickly cut off Kyle’s clothes with a knife and took them off, and the priest who saw the wounds that were revealed immediately began to recite prayers.

“God, give this poor lamb courage—”

The main power of divine power. Blessing and healing dwelled in Kyle’s body. While divine power was treating the injury, the surgeon inserted a needle into Kyle’s forearm and started injecting the potion.

After cleaning the blood scab, checking for infection, and removing pieces of internal organs, the work of the doctor and the priest is over.

I can only leave this to fate.

“The prayer is over.”

“Although the injury is severe… … Not about to die. Maybe it’s because he’s a knight, but he’s stronger than I thought—”

Pududeuk-!

And then, strange bone noises began to emanate from Kyle’s body. The people who heard the sound were frightened and prayed again, diagnosing Kyle’s physical condition.

“Uh, uh- why is this… … .”

“God – have your mercy on the lamb… … .”

While the two were perplexed by the unknown phenomenon, only the Duke who brought Kyle himself calmly explained the symptoms.

“You’re going through a metamorphosis.”

“—Yes? what is that?”

“It’s a metamorphosis… … .”

The military surgeon and the priest looked at the duke with expressions of disbelief.

Bone degeneration.

That’s because it’s a special phenomenon experienced by beings who have reached the level of a Master.

In a way, it was natural that the two did not immediately realize this very famous phenomenon, even though there was no master-level talent.

It was because Kyle in front of them was a green young man who hadn’t even grown a beard yet.

“Duke, that means this person… .”

“yes. Master.”

“I understand that the youngest on record is in his 30s… .”

“It will be renewed by half today.”

At the duke’s words that it would be renewed by half, the surgeon tilted his head as if he had heard it wrong. It was all the more so because the two did not know Kyle’s identity.

Eventually, unable to overcome his curiosity, the surgeon carefully opened his mouth and asked the duke.

“Perhaps his age is-“

“You don’t know? our son-in-law She is the same age as my daughter.”

“Yes? The duke’s daughter, for sure.”

“Yes, I am fifteen this year.”

A being who has reached the level of a master in his 30s is called a genius.

Then, what should we call a being who became a master in his teens?

The two did not know.

“… … If so, I will inject nutritional supplements first.”

“So be it.”

Knowing that there was no need to try to understand what they couldn’t understand, they could just pass it on, so the two left the room with additional nutrients and potions so that Kyle could completely transform.

Pudeuk, Pudeuk-.

In the room where the three of them left, the grotesque sound of bones continued to resonate.

* * *

“I almost died.”

When I opened my eyes, an unfamiliar ceiling greeted me. However, I could see that this was the residence of the Duke of Grace.

Right next to me- my fiancé, Yuri, was looking down at me with a very cold expression.

“hi.”

“yes.”

“… … What, are you dissatisfied?”

I rolled my eyes and looked at the glass. Her expression wasn’t much different from when we met before, but for some reason, I realized that she was expressing her displeasure.

Is this also the master’s ability? Is it possible to feel the emotions of others minutely?

Yuri shook his head as he looked down at me, who was lying on the bed and was silent.

“yes.”

“What complaint?”

“—If you come to your wife’s family, isn’t it common sense to start looking for a fiancé?”

Suk- Yuri said that while sitting on the bed I was lying on and looking down at me. When I heard that, I smiled and said yes.

Seeing my smile, Yuri moved her eyebrows about 1mm in dissatisfaction.

Seeing this, he laughed even louder.

“hahahahaha-!”

“… … What’s funny?”

“Yuri, smile.”

“no.”

“No, it’s okay now. My father-in-law will never be able to knock me out now.”

Even if I’m an idiot who drinks and beats my wife, the duke has no choice but to think about breaking up the engagement.

I couldn’t miss the knight who became a swordsman in his teens.

After hearing my words, Yuri tilted her head and asked again.

“Father?”

“yes. What do you want to go and ask?”

“… … Yes. I will believe you.”

Saying that, Yuri closed her eyes for a moment and began to concentrate.

And after a while—a smile as bright as the sun blossomed.

“ah.”

said the Duchess. The way his daughter smiles is so beautiful, and there are mountains of people who fall in love with her smile.

It seems that those words were not a lie.

“… Kyle?”

Yuri, who returned to her original cold and hard expression, tilted her head as if something was wrong. I shook my head listening to her.

“No, nothing.”

I just fell in love with you.

Again- I felt satisfied that she was my fiancé.

* * *

The next day, the count, who ran to the duke’s house, said to me lying on the bed.

“Go to the academy.”

“Yes?”

… … me? there?