Sword Whisperer

The White Flame crumbles. Seeing Anya lying on the ground, she narrows her eyes by half. If it was an opera, you'd be right to hug and support Anya right now, but his life wasn't an opera.

"... I heard that junior, in class, was..."

”Nothing was different from the last time. That's why I left it. ”

”The cold one..."

"I think I was cold and you didn't let anyone hurt you. What is this, by the way? I've never seen anything so severe."

Van put two swords in the knife. Whatever it was, the blade was still cold, even though it had broken into flames. Anya replied with a dismayed expression.

'' Just, a mistake...... "

"... 'I don't know what it is, but if you make two mistakes, the building won't stay.' '

”Stop teasing me. I didn't do this on purpose."

Anya lies on the floor. The cost of this effort is an accident. I'd rather smoke laziness.

'…… I want to lie down in the field. Sausage... cheese... wine. ’

'I want white wine. The red wines have something to lose.'

'And when you drink like that..... you take a deep breath. I'm beating up a trainee.'

"Black.........."

Suddenly, there was a sudden rush of gloom. Anya shed tears without making a sound. Van looked at her as if she was ridiculous.

".. are you crying?"

"I want to be lazy..."

"What?"

"I want to take a nap after class……. I want to eat cake when I train others…… I hate life so hard…… Hick……"

'' This is the game.. "

Whining should be comforting for some reason or not.

Even though I wanted to come from the Nahar family and live this hard. The symbols of the Nahar family were almost orthodox in the academy, not whitish or white.

"…… get up. Stop crying. What do you look like when you're a senior?"

'' Oh, I don't know. No, it's a nuisance. It's annoying. Get out of here. ”

Van sighs and looks around. Everyone was looking at him. The owner is responsible for dog poop, and Anya is responsible for..... well. At least they didn't have one.

Van looks shaky.

"Do I have to get rid of it? ”

Then who's gonna get rid of it?

§

Van takes a step with Anya on her shoulders like a sack. Though the trained body was not hard enough because of the weight of a woman, it was quite stingy as the white salt that sometimes flows from Anya's body.

Anya said with an axial stretch over Van's shoulders.

"Think of Senior Serifa. ’ '

"... shouldn't you look like this? ''

”It's not just a good idea. Why were you so grumpy because of me? ''

”Is it bad to be selfish?"

"... Isn't it bad? ''

Van didn't answer. Philosophy class was one in which he was not confident. Complex thoughts were hateful. Whatever became of him, it was better to be binary, like both sides of a blade.

"Just do one of the two. No, forget Senior Serifa or remember. ”

Retreat. When Serifa died, Anya felt more responsible for her death than anyone else. The Ghost Corps showed up right away to kidnap Anya.

"Can I forget? Who died because of me? ”

"If you want to forget, forget it. Do it and don't do it. ”

".. I wish. It's simple. ''

"It's not just a simple thing. I think we should try pretty hard."

”Hm, I hate trying, though. ”

Anya smiled. And I spoke slowly.

”I can't forget Senior Serifa. I'm not really that close, but I'm dead because of me, and I don't want to forget.

"So be it."

”It's going to get stronger. It still bothers me to try..... but still. That's what I'm saying. Oh, put it down. A little. ''

Anya smashes like a fish. Van frowns and lowers his hand. He said in an annoying voice.

'' One more time, you'll be right. ”

"…… Van. Graduate assignment, squeeze me and Joe."

What are you talking about? ''

"Squeeze it, please. ''

"... I want to make a specification when you have to carry it again."

I won't let that happen. ”

Van glances at you with a curious look. Soon, he nodded with an uncomfortable expression.

"Well, let's do that. ”

§

If you ask people who Van's best friend is, there will be quite a number of opinions. Most of the time, it's a girl or a girl, and sometimes it's Hezlech or Lee, or Zeo. And I'll talk about McDead sometime. Maybe it's McDead himself who says that sometimes.

But if you asked Van that question yourself, the answer he had would be different.

Glass.

Glass was a pretty good contact. When he talks about the sword, Glass grabs an approximate sense of what he wants to say. Honestly, being so intuitive about swords, it was hard to find anyone but Shaid among his classmates.

And Shade wasn't the one who wanted to talk a lot.

Van sleeps in the hallucinogens of glass. It was almost every day. And over the last two years, it was also a trick that he grew up to hear the best of the third grade.

”Every day you find me. You must have had quite a crush on this senior."

When I opened my eyes, Van was always in the same white space. He raises his body by grasping the knife. A woman who looked at him with a gloomy face. Van raises his tail.

If you had a crush on him, he would have. I'm the only guy he's ever seen. ”

"Okay, okay. Still not cheap today. It's gonna taste good. ”

"…… it's hard to think about how long I'm going to be beaten. ’ '

Van growls with his sword.

And I was beaten.

Yuri calls the chair and twists his legs as he sits down. The winner's spare time was contained in the tail of his mouth.

”Well, it was a fine sword. ”

"…… when can I beat you? ”

"Arthur." You still don't have your mind on a knife. I'm not weak enough to be struck by lightning, by fire, by an unthinkable blade. ”

By the time you graduate, you'll be able to capture it, right? ''

"… I don't know. I couldn't do it until I was a graduate. But you're different. You're the chief, right? ''

The voice of the teasing glass is turned back and half is locked in contemplation. Thought. According to the voice of the sword, it was the difference between whether the sword could contain ideas or not: 5 stars or 4 stars.

And 4 stars is the step of materializing the group.

For over a year and a half, he stood at the four-star stage.

'It seems more difficult to be 4 to 5 stars than to be 1 to 4 stars.... ’

Others didn't know about the concept of ’gender', but they knew as much as they thought. In fact, a lot of people finish their lives after graduating from the Citadel Academy and staying at 4 Star, so they probably didn't deserve to be sarcastic for more than a year.

Glass kicked her tongue and said,

"Don't be so hasty. In the first place, you still don't have complete control of Gigi. Did you say 4 stars? First of all, keep it perfectly chopped. It's more important than whether or not the basics are in place."

"…… that's a long way."

"Oh, are you going to go to that world fast? I've seen a lot of kids like that..... Well, your abilities will be faster than others. Reading the memory of Carl.... What kind of fraudulent ability do you have? If I had that ability, I wouldn't be in this position."

"…… Has the memory of the North yet returned?"

"Not at all. Since you went to the north with this sword..... for the sake of that memory, don't you intend to go out to the north once? ''

”I don't have a plan right now. It's a very unpleasant neighborhood. ”

Even if it wasn't the memory of Serifa, it was different from the air. I didn't want to move my feet that often. Glass twitched her chin as she watched half of it.

”I know your mind, but don't be too hasty. You'll know everything one day, and you'll be stronger. You know what I'm saying?"

"It's sermon time again? ''

"..... you would have given me a very good life, even if I was alive. ''

Half of them smile as the glass breaks their lips. The graduation date for the fourth grade is just around the corner. And that means that soon..... he will be away from the mission.

What kind of mission?

What will happen?

What does the kingdom look like to those many rebels?

I had a lot to think about, but there was something I had to do first.

It was graduation day, the day the fourth graders finished their graduation assignment. Van finally encountered Uyung in the Academy's cape.

"…… let's play a game. Senior.”

Very good.

It was a very long story.

Wu Liung smiled like a male, looking at that half.

§

The strongest in the third grade is half.

Then, who is the strongest in fourth grade?

Hay was not even a candidate. He was certainly a strong contender of water levels in the fourth grade, but he lacked the strength to discuss it.

Some cited the blood of the Eustein family and also cited Tris as Zeo's cousin's sister. Not many people have seen her fight properly, but she pulls the wings of a bee from her back and binds the other person to a wooden mass to defeat them at once. Nature itself seemed to follow her orders.

Guerik of the Dmappo family, a member of the other nine great inquiries and blessed with 'space', was also nominated. My body, of course, moved the end of the whip beyond the space at that time, and his combat style of attack was qualitative and at the same time powerful. He was also the most unsuccessful student in fourth grade.

And last but not least, Woo Ling. He was simple. He simply counted, he was strong, and at the same time he was strong.

But that was enough to say, he was the strongest.

'If this guy's not the strongest, who's the strongest? ’

Face to face, my skin is tingling. He was just holding his fist, and it felt bigger and more overwhelming than any weapon he had ever seen.

So it was better.

He, too, was the first person to show what a fight beyond human limits is. On the day that he was chased by the rebels, Van saw the battle of Uijung and boiled his blood even as he put the crisis of life before him. I thought I wanted to be that strong one day. And that's why I asked the early family to teach me the sword.

'How close my black eyes are to you now.'

”Half that guy, he didn't even stick with Hay? ’

"I hear so."

Fourth graders watched their fight with interesting eyes. It wasn't bad entertainment to decorate the last day of the academy. It was the strongest fight in fourth grade and the strongest fight in third grade.

”Van. I don't know if I'm right. You know what?"

Wu Ling laughed and said, Van held his position without answering. It is pushed by force. It was the stupidest thing to do against the Seconds. The same was true of the fast track. The Seconds were as fast as they were strong again.

If so, it should be deceived.

"…… I know. And senior.”

Van smiles. Instead of the hallucinogens, he pulls out the long sword and points it at Uyung.

"I don't like doing it right. ”

It's time to show it.

I saw his third sword.