The Golden Sun of the Academy

Chapter 66

First Footsteps (4)

After I broke up with Kang Hyuk in the hallway.

As I entered the private training room, I threw the small things I was holding into a corner. Smartphones, wallets, etc. Holding these things would only get in the way of movement.

I thought deeply.

What the hell was blocking me?

When it comes to swords, my brain, which has been running so fast, complains of a headache. My head is pounding. If I could get over the wall blocking my way just once, I would be able to run straight away.

He quietly drew his sword.

swing from left to right

top to bottom.

Diagonal left top right bottom.

Normally, it would have been a sword that he would have swung mercilessly, accelerating and accelerating quickly, but today, perhaps because he was lost in thought, he couldn’t speed it up.

There is no strength at the tip of the sword. It is the tip of the sword that has been swung without a hawk. It trembles helplessly as if it represents my shaking heart.

So far, the swordsmanship, which had been passed so easily without any blockages, was helplessly lost once it was blocked.

Is it because of lack of mana?

In order to forcibly increase the speed of the sword that did not rise, he moved his heart’s magic. Warm warmth starts in the chest and spreads throughout the body.

The muscles of the whole body contracted with tension, and the speed of swinging the sword naturally increased. I hear the sound of the black sword in my hand sharpening the air.

But this is not it. This wasn’t what I wanted. This simple action has been repeated over and over again.

I hadn’t been looking for it that long.

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Just as a person who was adrift on the open sea drank sea water because he was thirsty, the inside is getting more and more burned.

It had been a long time since I was thirsty for something like this. Is it because I became a golden sun instead of Kim Taeyang? Or is it because I was only able to put forward the title of swordsmanship genius?

I keep getting obsessed with the sword.

I can see a strand of string in my head. It’s so thin, ‘Can I hold it?’ It’s a questionable thin string.

I reach out to grab it, but I can’t get it.

My mouth is dry and dry saliva collects in my anxious heart. If only I could erase this tickling sensation in my head. If only I could get through this cramped thing.

It seemed like we could go further.

Erase the senses around you to focus.

First of all, I erased my hearing that was eating up my attention.

The sound of the black sword cutting through the air disappeared.

A mirror covering the entire wall on one side is put into the field of vision. I feel like I’m watching a silent movie as I wield my sword randomly.

I still don’t like it. Slash the sword that was raised high. The air pushed by the movement of the arm tickles the tip of the nose. The sour smell of sweat.

erase the sense of smell

The smell that used to tap the tip of the nose disappears. The faint smell of concrete that hovered around the training room is also gone.

The sense of taste, which is closely related to the sense of smell, also disappeared, and the salty taste in the mouth was no longer felt.

Only then do I begin to see myself objectively in the mirror.

Blonde tanning is visible.

raised eyebrows.

limbs stretched out.

The appearance is so good that it is impossible to compare it with Kim Tae-yang’s former appearance.

Like the illustration in the game, it looks like a well-formed sculpture.

I had to be satisfied. Because my life changed with just one bite. But something is missing. what would have been lacking He wrings his hair incessantly.

And the conclusion… … .

There is no purpose.

Losing his will, he could be seen swinging around like a puppet dangling from a thread. Right now, I am just swinging my sword aimlessly.

It was embarrassing to see him, so he closed his eyes.

I could only feel the pumping heart in my chest and the magic that stirred my entire body in sync with it. what the hell is the problem

My head is complicated. need tidying up Even in the midst of such self-suggestion, the limbs swing the sword without rest.

Finally, I erased the cumbersome sense of touch.

however… … .

I obviously erased my sense of touch, but I could clearly feel what was around me. You can feel the sweat running down the contours of your face.

Beads of sweat rolled along the lines of his face, briefly forming on the tip of his chin, before falling to the floor.

The heat of his vigorously moving body cools down as it receives the cold training ground air. I felt cool.

His school uniform pants were soaked with sweat and clung to his legs. weird. I’m sure I’ve erased all my other senses, but strangely, only the touch remains, allowing me to continue my thoughts.

No matter how many times I tried self-suggestive, it couldn’t be erased.

It’s like shackles that entangle my ankles as I tenaciously survive.

And the moment I felt the awkwardness of it.

I noticed.

That this is the keyword for what I was so thirsty for.

Once I picked up a keyword, my thoughts flowed naturally like water. What made me thirsty like this? What the hell was the starting point and made me think like this?

thoughts deepen

the sky?

The emotions I still felt were just that of my younger brother, but nothing special happened.

no?

no. She and I have not yet bonded deeply.

why?

There have been several encounters and they have been linked by contracts, but there is nothing special about them.

Chevalier?

We have just met and are in the process of matching up.

Andrew too.

Hyuk Kang.

It’s not even Cheok Joon Shin.

Then what the hell is the problem… … ?

ah.

there was.

That too happened just yesterday.

I forgot that an incident that would be deeply embedded in my mind happened just yesterday.

It was dark under the lamp, that’s what I was referring to.

Spectacled Pimple Pig.

so-called no

I suffered my first murder through him.

Arkham and Kiryan, who have appeared so far, have a different sense of difference from humans, so I didn’t pay much attention… … .

It wasn’t okay. Because he is a whole person.

The treatment method was also the exact opposite of the way it was done. In order to deal with Arkham and Kiryan, he raised his magic power to the limit and struck a blow.

However, I stabbed him with his mana completely erased. When I remembered why I deleted it, it was to avoid being noticed by him.

The tactility was not erased. It was erased, but I could only feel it because of the magic that was stirring inside my body.

Magical power was a sense in this world.

Similar to touch. But it is distinctly different.

If touch was the only thing touching the skin, and the skin was the starting point of the sensation, the sense of magical power spread throughout the body starting from the heart, and it was possible to feel things within a certain range.

Living in a world without superpowers, it was only natural that I did not realize this easily. On top of that, perhaps because of his reluctance to kill, he was avoiding yesterday’s work himself.

The application of this was the principle of the A-class common skill [A rank] used by the master class. It was still a long way away, but I was able to get a glimpse of the master grade.

Let’s get one realization, the thought accelerates. Magical power paints my figure. My image drawn in my head moves the sword faster and faster.

It was still at best a sensation that was no different from the tactile sensation on the skin, but this alone was enough to move forward.

At least for this moment, he saw through the logic of magical power.

However, as if today had ended, the immersion was broken for a moment. When the immersion is broken, the head cools down quickly. Erased sensations return.

First, the sense of touch returned.

The sword handle wraps around your hand. As he swung his sword in a trance, his hands were filled with sweat and heat, and a subtle warmth remained.

Taste and smell return.

I can feel the smell of sweat and sweat. His mouth is dry, perhaps because he exhaled heavily while swinging his sword. A slight sweetness lingers on the tip of the tongue.

In the meantime, the sword did not rest. I could wield it faster than that. Through realization, the realm is elevated, and each time the heart pumps, more magic power is produced and spread throughout the body.

finally… … .

I opened my eyes carefully.

My appearance in the mirror was no different from before I closed my eyes. But that’s only through perspective.

All the shackles that bound him have been released, and he is wearing a relieved smile. The corner of his mouth raised before he knew it, and it was not the usual twisted smile, but a refreshing smile.

I looked at the black sword in my hand. So far, it is still spitting out a subtle black light. But now that I have realized it, it can be different.

Squeeze out the magic of the heart.

Excessive mana drains away at once. In direct proportion to the mana flowing out, the light on the black sword increased in brightness.

White flowers bloom in an instant in the image. It was the form of my magic that I hadn’t seen in a long time.

one leaf.

one leaf.

Moisture escapes from the white, turns brown, dry, and falls on the ground.

Gather the petals and send them to the sword.

The moment the last leaf of the white flower falls. A subtle shimmer appeared on the sword that had been shining.

Not yet.

faster.

more succinctly.

It accelerates by squeezing the remaining mana to the end.

You can see the way to swing the sword.

The sword path, which had not been seen before, was divided into dozens of strands in one second and was embedded in my mind.

The tip of the sword was straight, and the speed was fast.

The more you wield it, the thicker and thicker the shimmer of magic becomes. Holding my breath, I stretched out my last, final sword.

“… … .”

The sword runs in a straight line along the long outstretched arm.

Legs stiffened in forward bending posture.

The black sword is not covered with light, but with warm, embodied magic. It was a sword.

It had a violently shimmering shape. Its color is transparent because its magical properties have not yet been developed.

The sword skill that symbolizes the expert level was completely expressed in my hand. It was only then that I saw the sword, and it felt like my stomach had been completely blocked.

If a user-level swordsman is like a well-trained elite soldier, an expert-level swordsman has a battalion-level strategic position.

Could he have moved on to the next step if he had continued to hold on to his reluctance to commit murder?

I questioned myself, but the result came out absolutely nothing. It must have been a result that could have been obtained by looking back.

I got it only after fully facing it.

“ha… … .”

I let out the breath I was holding back. The whole body is covered with sweat from intense training. Because of the swordsmanship he had exerted with all his might, his arms were shaking. ‘Surereung’ I finished the lead sword with the sound of iron rubbing and locking.

My mana was exhausted and I felt dizzy. I barely lifted my arm, which was trembling with muscle pain, and wiped the sweat from under my chin. Beads of sweat are scattered along the hand as it strikes the floor.

I had to do the sword maintenance here, but it was so difficult right now that I couldn’t think of doing that.

I felt drowsy and exhausted from the loss of strength in my whole body, but I laughed for some reason because what I gained was clear.

This is a guaranteed check until the finals. The reason why Yeriel’s grade is divided into 3 is according to the grade of the swordsman, so if I am now, I can be released up to the second level.

The signal sent by Taeyang Geum’s talent was accurate. Regarding swordsmanship, my intuition had never been wrong, and I pointed it out correctly this time as well.

“… … Let’s go back.”

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Just in time, a notification that it was closing time filled the room through the speakers installed in the training center.

I get up from my seat, picking up my wobbly legs, and go to the door to go back to the dormitory with the things I threw away earlier.

“… … Why is the door open?”

Come to think of it, I had only pushed the door roughly and didn’t hear the sound of it closing completely. The door was gently opened, as if someone had peeked at it.

When I saw the gap that was about two fingers wide open, I got goosebumps for some reason. I didn’t notice at all because I was so engrossed.

I packed my things and came out and looked at the training room where Yeriel was in… … .

She must have been caught by Kang Hyuk’s hand and left, and she saw the empty training room.