Sword Whisperer

[I have the hallucinogram of the 'spill test' in my hand.]

Material: Steel

Quality: Rare

Owner: Glass (4-Star)

Memory retention:

Remarks: Arrows, fists, swords, swords used by inspectors who can shed any attack on my body in the desired direction. While using this sword, you may be able to spill your attack a little easier.

[Your swordsmanship level is currently 3 stars. Memory tuning is adjusted to 'Normal'.]

[Requires training!]

Van smiles. Probably the knife he needs right now.

This time I felt as I was fighting Shaid. In order to fight Shaid, Van had to reach the ’3-Star' range, a range he could naturally handle.

Someone might say he's natural. Examinations dealing with stages and those that do not. If one of them wins, it has to be an electron.

But Van was the one who had done something that was not natural. He defeated Hezlek, who handled Gigi better than that, and managed to control his power, but he could not be hurt by the scepticism of the spirit.

Nevertheless, I couldn't deal with it as much as Shade.

What's wrong?

'I am weak in defense.'

I had to. Needless to say, Jenson's slash or Lucas' stab was also far from defensive.

At least Lucas' swordsmanship in all directions was quite sophisticated in defense, but to be honest, Lucas' swordsmanship was not enough. Besides, it was a sword that Lucas used before he was strong enough.

For one who strikes him with a sword to kill him, the method of attacking him by reading the sword first and throwing him out as a stabler was apparent at last. It was a fight based on talent and sensuality.

I just did it at the beginning of the day. I could never lose half my fight with her because she didn't intend to kill him. If you used that power completely, if you cut him down all over…….

As long as he could not have the Strength of the Early Family, he needed his weapon to fight that Strength. Handling Gigi more skillfully may also be the answer, but Van thought it was basically swordsmanship.

In that sense, this black was perfect. Van smiles. Before even swinging once, he seems to understand what a woman called this glass was.

'It's a beautiful sword.'

Sword. Sword. And the owner.

Even the rate of memory preservation was under review. Recalling that the swords' memories, which he had always focused on, were largely preserved, I thought this might be a better choice than I thought.

’It's too bad the five-star swords. ’

Very rarely, there were no swords that the old owner used to be a five-star test. However, his swordsmanship level, which is only 3 stars right now, was not efficient enough.

For now, let's start with defense. That's the moment Van tried to take care of the hallucinogens.

"It's a good view. Isn't that right?"

A voice is heard. Van is cold and kicks the ground and opens the street. A circling brunette was staring at him.

'.... I didn't feel a bit of a shock. ’

No matter how focused I was on the knife, I did it right behind me, but I couldn't even fill it.

It means you could call him anytime you like. It didn't mean anything like being careless. Van was nervous and looked at him, and he shook his head.

"There's nothing to be nervous about. Hey. I'll be in second grade soon. Good luck with that.”

"Oh, you're the senior. Half. I went to school this year."

"You don't have to introduce yourself. Not only the Department of Engineering, but if you're an academy student, you'll know all about your face and name. By the way, how's it going? These swords."

"Awesome. I knew there would be so many different kinds of knives..."

”It's not worth it. Because they were all worn by graduates all the time. ”

Hay said with a strange expression.

"Tradition. I don't know what it looks like, but all the knights left my sword here."

"…… you think it's okay for me to rent one?"

"Well, if you want to. You can't sell it anywhere. But why? The hallucinogens are not so commonly used black..."

"I want to get used to multiple swords. ”

It may be a blunt excuse, but Hay did not seem to be particularly suspicious. Rather, he raises his mouth as if he had heard what he was waiting for.

'What's wrong?' Yeah, yeah. You should. You want to play with me? ''

"A tournament?"

It won't be fun. Mr. Winner of the Year. He will, because I won last year. ”

Half an eye lit up on that horse. As I watched the hallucinogens squeeze together, Hay smiled face to face. Yeah, if you're a prosecutor, you can't do this unless your heart beats.

"Let's see what we got. Junior friend."

"…… I will learn one thing. ''

Van grabbed the knife. Even if you can't win the previous year, it means you can become a Shade. No, thinking that he would have learned in the academy for a year..... maybe more than that.

Can we win?

No, how far can his black hole go? The Citadel Academy that only monsters have gathered, and that's where you give a year to Bertin.

Stiffness flowed through the blood vessels without knowing whether they were leaning or tense. Van glances at Hay quietly, holding the Longsword of the Early Family. He holds a single-handed sword and carries his back with his left hand.

Is it leisure.Or is it just like that? The important thing was, even in that situation, Van couldn't think of running to Hae Hyuk.

Hay looks at Van without clearing his smile from his mouth. He said in a slow voice.

"Wonderful. I haven't even opened yet, but I've been thinking about training. Normally, I would have admitted, but it's going to get more and more."

"…… I don't really have the talent to play. ”

'' So I think this is some kind of extracurricular thing that I do beforehand. ”

"What is it about? ''

Van swallowed his saliva and asked. Other students were gathering around them with interesting eyes. I deserved it. Van was better known for his dizziness among freshmen.

It was everyone's criticism that even the academy had a level playing field. Maybe we can overcome the differences in identity, maybe we'll be the strongest people from the commons in a long time.

Van now intuits that this battle will have quite a lot of impact on his life at the Academy in the future. It's time to show real skill, in front of them. I wanted to avoid it as much as disgrace.

Hay opened his mouth.

"The level of academy you will attend. ''

"…… I will learn one thing. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Van ran. I had no intention of conceding the player. The advantage must have been with Hay.

He spared no beneath me. After seeing everything he had in the tournament anyway, and because of his ability traits, his base will continue to grow and grow.

Jenson's Slash. Five Stabs. Secondary swordsmanship. It all unfolded at once. How glamorous the stabbing and slashing were, even nearby students nodded with admiration.

It was admirable to anyone. I haven't learned anything at the academy yet, but I've been good at that.

Nevertheless, half of them did not reach the black market.

Van had no understanding of the situation at the moment. It must have been Ben. It must have been Bell, but when he regained consciousness, Hay was already out of reach of his sword.

It's been a long time since I dragged Gigi in. This is a speed that is hard to chase even with normal chamomile eyes. Most of the freshmen probably won't be able to carve the sword in their eyes and lose their minds.

Nevertheless, Hay was relaxed.

"Excellent."

Short compliments.

"But it's not enough. ''

And the groaning that followed.

There was no bird in Hay's eyes to feel bad about. And it was that moment. Van felt the fur all over his body. Something is coming. Something is very, very scary..... I can't even imagine.

And the world darkened.

§

When I woke up, the first thing Van encountered was a sad look on his face. She sits on his head and looks down at him. Van looked at her and asked.

".. what is it?"

"What is it? Lost. Clean. While you were down, a lot of kids laughed and went. ”

”Lost? Me? ''

Van looks dumb. Losing wasn't convincing. But he didn't even feel that Hay had attacked him. Just a moment later, he looked up at the sky and only looked at the face of the spirit floating like a moon beside it.

"Tsk, don't lie here in my family's robes. Get up. Come on."

"Hey, hey Senior..."

"I left a long time ago. Are you going to keep lying down? ''

The young lady reached out her hand. Van shook his hand and raised his body. And it was only then that I saw other students around me looking at him as they were raising.

"… did I look a little less distant? ”

'' No, it just seemed weak. ”

"Ah."

"You should see the opponent and attack him. But don't worry too much, the difference between second and first grade is pretty bad. And.... I heard rumors that he is reluctant to fight other people. ”

Than Woo-rung Senior...? "

Make sense. My brother is the strongest man in the world.

I want to be rational, but at this point I am a typical early family plutocrat. Van sighs as he grips the hallucinogram of the fallen glass on one side.

'.... Far more than I thought.'

I didn't honestly think I'd win, but I didn't even think I'd end up being unilaterally beaten like this.

”Why did you come to me before I even started the semester? Did you think you'd win? ”

”No, I just... I want to fight. ”

"It can't be a fight. I'm having a hard time. Seriously, you're still lame. ”

"... I'll admit it. ”

After winning the tournament, the nostrils were lowered one day. He realized that this academy was only a gathering of geniuses.

And, how much it means to spend a year at the Academy.

'.... What kind of class makes you so strong?'

I wanted to take the class because the New Year was bright as soon as possible.

But first, until then, I've had my training.

On that day, half did not release the phantom diaphragm from his hand until the day came. No, even when the night came, there was still a hallucination in his arms.

Glass swordsmanship that spills everything. It was not an exaggeration to use swordsmanship on a scale different from what he had learned his whole life. Normally, it would be normal not to adapt easily.

But he wasn't normal.

Just by grasping the sword of glass, he could look into the life of the glass. I could empathize. I could understand. If he tries to solve it in words, it should be hundreds and thousands of words…… It was said to him that only one slash was enough.

Memory preservation has been particularly overwhelming in her swordsmanship. In sympathy with her memory, Van could not simply read the swords of the prosecutors she had dealt with, but the way the glass had been thrown out.

How to respond according to the opponent's combat style.

How to shed an unbearable amount of power.

When to avoid and when to confront.

Even the prosecutors of the Early Family were among those she dealt with.

I didn't always win. Sometimes I couldn't spill it and I had a lot of vanes. But even those experiences, which she failed, became medicine for Van. It was the close of the New Year.

"…… annoying."

I grumbled against the opponent for a long time and a half.

A Sword of the sec family that was in a hurry to bounce. Sword of Spirit.

With that sword, half can now be shed.