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“Give me the sword.”

It was a strangely excited voice. Ronan shrugged once and handed the La Mancha. It was the moment when Nabirose lightly gripped the hilt. 🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩 Blood-red mana started pouring out of the blade.

“Shake. What is this…!”

Ronan groaned and backed away. It was as if the sword was bleeding. The mana, which was bright red like fresh blood, was so dense that it was mistaken for a liquid.

It was so large that it was incomparable to Balzac’s time. Red mana poured out without stopping. Soon, the mana that covered the floor of the arena filled up to the ankles of the students.

“Ugh! hey, what is this?”

“blood···?”

“Gee, I feel bad…!”

The students fell into a nursery rhyme. The sword of La Mancha was flashing a terrifying red that I thought was not the original color. Nabirose, who was appreciating the strange phenomenon, muttered softly.

“You are fierce, but flexible. You look just like the owner.”

“Damn, what did you do to my knife?”

Instead of answering, she grabbed the hilt even stronger. Mana, which was overflowing throughout the arena, began to be absorbed again into Ra Mancha. A few seconds later, a clean floor was revealed. Nabirose, who looked away from the sword, looked back at Ronan.

“In conclusion, what you are seeing now is the true form of this sword.”

“Are you that red-haired guy?”

“okay. When I bestowed mana, the latent power was revealed.”

Nabirose’s eyes twinkled with interest. It was like a child who was given a new toy as a gift. After turning the La Mancha one wheel, she continued.

“Very well-made weapons add color to the user’s attacks. Like my Ursana, Duke of Grancia’s Pale Lord. The same goes for your sword.”

“It looks like the onigiri-nim used some energy.”

“right. It’s not inferior to getting into the ranks of famous swords. Let me tell you how much you didn’t know about this sword.”

Aiming at the scarecrow in an instant, she swung her sword as if it were bouncing. A liquid-type sword was shot along a narrow trajectory.

However, there was a significant difference from what Balzac showed. If his sword was spray sprayed with a bucket, the sword of Nabirose was close to a straight-line torrent. Kwagwang! The scarecrow, swept away by the torrent of sword energy, was uprooted from the ground. But the sword did not stop there.

“uh?”

“Well?”

Ronan and Nabirose’s eyes widened at the same time. The torrent of swordsmanship that had stretched straight hit the wall behind it. Kwagwagwagwang! The attention of all the students was focused on the sudden sound of an explosion.

“Ahhh! What else?!”

“Chief, Instructor!”

Soon the dust settled. A part of the horribly destroyed wall surface was revealed. The stone wall, which was well over 1m thick, had been worn out like a cliff hit by waves for hundreds of years. Large and small holes and cobweb-like cracks covered the inside of the scar.

“The plague…”

It was formidable power. The days of savage fighting so far were to the point of regret. Just the thought of being able to use such a technology someday made my hands tremble.

But that wasn’t the point now. Apparently the wall was in danger.

Even if the wind blows, it will collapse. It was the moment Ronan was just about to make that kind of joke. Kurung! Suddenly, the severely damaged part collapsed.

“ah.”

The students screamed. A cool breeze brushed his forehead. A beautiful lawn stretched out beyond the collapsed wall. Ronan and Nabi Rose stood still for a long time and looked at the scene. said Nabirose.

“It’s harder to control your strength than you think.”

“Now what?”

“You have to fix it later. Can you star?”

I’m glad I don’t have Adeshan. She sighed and muttered a little. Nabirose returned La Mancha to Ronan. The moment he took the hilt, the red sword returned to its original black color.

“Shake.”

Ronan, feeling a bit dirty, frowned. It was like seeing a lover who played hot with other bastards and then turned cold to him. Since Nabirose is a former swordsman, even so, the fact that he couldn’t draw out the power of a sword more than a mosquito like Balzac made him unbearable.

“Let’s get started. No, I can’t stand it any longer.”

“good night. We start by feeding mana to the sword. Get up and relax your body.”

“Can’t we just learn swordsmanship?”

“Everything has an order. You will become a swordsman who can participate in the festival of swords without difficulty if you do it step by step without rushing.”

Hearing that it was a sword festival, Ronan raised his eyebrows. I decided to ask and forgot about it again.

“right. What the hell is a sword festival? Even Jaipa said something like that.”

“Well? didn’t you know?”

“Before entering here, I roll around in the countryside.”

“To put it simply… it’s a gathering place for the idiots who think they’re the strongest.”

The explanation of Nabirose followed. The festival of swords was a kind of ceremony and meeting held by swordsmen from all over the continent. Only strong people who have proven their skills can participate, and those who pass the ritual are said to have the right to challenge the search for the holy sword. Ronan tilted his head.

“A holy sword?”

“okay. A legendary weapon that no one has ever found.”

The holy sword was a legendary weapon that was hidden somewhere in the holy city of Parzan where the festival of swords was held. The name Holy Sword is just a tentative name, and no one has ever seen the real thing, so it is impossible to confirm what kind of weapon it is.

However, because of the legend that has become as colorful as it has been for a long time, he said that the footsteps of the swordsmen do not stop. [It will appear before the eyes of the strongest swordsman.] [The holy sword can cut anything.] The kind that drives ambitious male women crazy. Ronan also shook his head as if intrigued.

“It’s sloppy.”

“Even if it’s not a holy sword, it’s a place worth visiting. Because the best swordsman in each country and the powerful who wandered through the night gather in one place. Most of the time, if you apply for Dalian, they will accept it.”

“…to be honest. How many people did you kill?”

“In all, there were about twenty people. It’s been a while since I killed him.”

It was a tone wet with nostalgia, as if recalling beautiful memories. Ronan felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.

According to Jarrodin, he pierced the coconut shell with his little finger and drank it.

‘After all, I can’t open it for a while.’

Ronan, who had all his doubts resolved, grabbed the hilt. As I said before, Nabirose taught me how to feed mana to the sword.

The point was to move the mana in the body to the sword and hold it. Not long after I concentrated my mind, a feeble beam of light came up on the blade. Nabirose nodded her head.

“great. Wait five minutes. After waiting five minutes, I swing my sword.”

“5 minutes? Isn’t that too short?”

“For others it is. Then I will measure the time.”

“For others?”

What do you mean? Instead of answering, Nabirose pulled out her pocket watch. Ronan snorted. In any case, it was not unusual to hold out for five minutes, even if it was modestly shooting a sword.

Exactly as I was thinking about that, the light of the sword went out. Ronan’s eyebrows narrowed.

“Eh?”

“47 seconds.”

“No, wait a minute. Why is this?”

“Don’t think that it’s easy for you to realize swordsmanship first. Concentrate and try again.”

Nabirose reset the pocket watch as expected. Ronan, whose pride was broken, took his stance again.

I was already starting to feel dizzy, but I didn’t know. At the same time as he grabbed the hilt of the hilt, a group of lights rode up the sword again.

****

“1 minute and 23 seconds.”

“Fuck!”

The light had faded. The sun was setting outside the building. The setting sun that was seeping through the crumbling wall was coloring the arena in scarlet.

“The plague…! Heh, why does this keep turning off?

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My head was pounding. Sweat was flowing like rain. There were no other students left in the arena after class.

Ronan let out a swear word and lowered his sword. I have no idea how many times I tried this. said Nabirose.

“Don’t do this today. Do you know that your body is different from others?”

“Huh… it can’t be…”

“Then how long are you going to do it?”

“Until of course…”

“tt, it’s foolish.”

Nabirose turned her back. bang! She went into her office and closed the door.

Really, just don’t get tired of it. Ronan, who had stood still and giggled, sat down. I felt the blood vessels in my body swell as if they were about to burst.

“A damn curse.”

The longest record so far is 3:41 seconds. Ronan later realized why Nabirose had such a reaction.

His mana, bound by the curse, was absurdly less than others. That is why he said that it was difficult to simply endure the time even when he reached the level of a sword user.

I realized how sick my own body was. Ronan, who was muttering, lay down completely. The high ceiling and the dust floating in the setting sun caught my eyes. Suddenly, something cold fell on his forehead. Ronan, startled, raised his upper body.

“Aww, that’s a surprise. which···”

“Take it.”

“…instructor?”

Nabi Rose was standing holding a large water bottle. There were water droplets all over the tin surface, as if it had even been filled with ice water.

Without a word, she held out the canteen to Ronan. Ronan, who sat down and emptied the water bottle, said as he wiped his lips.

“Fuha…what did you do well to give me something like this?”

“You have to cool your head and give up before I can go to work.”

Nabirose said coldly. Exactly, it seemed like he was trying to look that way. With a grin, Ronan stood up using the sheath as a support. She took out her pocket watch and opened her mouth.

“Ronan. You’re just not good at mana. He is already one of the strongest in the whole school. You yourself know best.”

“I know.”

“Then why are you in such a hurry? I’m still a freshman, so I’ll have plenty of time.”

Ronan bit his lips bitterly. It was a training that had to be held for several months if it was originally. After consuming mana by infusing the sword with mana, it repeats the process of increasing the amount of mana through continuous practice.

But he couldn’t afford it. In order to operate mana like others, it took 20 years to scrape it from the blood vessels. Ronan used the sheath as a support and got up.

“Not enough.”

After holding his breath for a moment, he headed back to the scarecrow. There was not a single scratch on the scarecrow’s body, which had to wait for five minutes to be cut.

‘It can’t be like this.’

I had to come up with something new. It was okay to transfer the mana in the body to the sword, but holding it was a problem. With a feeble mana barrel, he could not afford the mana that was continuously consumed by the sword.

Still, drinking cold water made my head feel a bit cold. That was then.

‘…to cool down?’

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed through Ronan’s head. The idea that started with cold water grew from tail to tail.

cool the hot warm the cold get rid of excess fill in the gaps Ronan, who finally got the result, laughed as if he was stunned.

‘You can fill it up while writing it…!’

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Mana seniors were bound by the preconceived notion that they should unconditionally stand upright. The problem would have been solved if he consumed swordsmanship and practiced at the same time. A red halo came up riding on the blade of La Mancha. Nabirose raised her pocket watch.

“Then, I will measure the time.”

Ronan nodded. He immediately tried the mana technique he had learned from Jarrodin. I think I’ve heard warnings that trying to change positions before mastery can be dangerous, but I don’t know. After taking in a few breaths, Ronan raised an eyebrow.

‘I have to.’

It was strange. But it wasn’t impossible. Sahah-soon, a bizarre breathing began to come out between Ronan’s lips. I felt the mana draining out and being refilled at the same time.

“Well?”

Two minutes passed, but La Mancha had not lost its light yet. Nabi Rose, who noticed that Ronan was consuming mana and performing training at the same time, laughed.

‘Have you realized how to parallel the seasons before they even change?’

I couldn’t see or hear anything. Only the sensation of mana circulating between the sword and the body remained. how long has it been Ronan woke up to the sensation of someone tapping his shoulder.

“Instructor?”

“… the time is up.”

“What, already?”

It felt like less than three minutes had passed. Nabirose silently turned the pocket watch over and held it to his face. The clock, which started on the hour, indicated 12:13. Ronan’s eyes widened.

“13 minutes…!”

“Now, keep that feeling and swing your sword. That could be good.”

Ronan nodded silently. I didn’t even have to answer. The sword and hand disappeared from sight at the same time.

···Paang! After a considerable amount of time had passed since the sword strike was drawn, the sound of a pounding sound was heard. Nabirose nodded her head.

“Great.”

crispy! Dozens of lines appeared on the scarecrow. At the same time as Ronan inserted the La Mancha into the sheath, dozens of pieces of his body collapsed.

“······under.”

Ronan chuckled. My fingertips trembled a little at the sensation I experienced for the first time in my life. It was a speed different from that of simply cutting according to the flow of mana. As long as he could maintain this state, there seemed to be nothing he could not cut. said Nabirose.

“You did it in the end. Do you think you will be able to maintain that condition in practice?”

“…for a few minutes.”

“Well then. That’s enough for today.”

There was silence. Neither of them spoke up. Nabirose had just turned her back to work. Ronan, who stood still for a while, suddenly grabbed her shoulders and shouted.

“Fuck! Did you see the butterfly?! Did you see it! I did it!”

“okay. Good job.”

“It’s all thanks to you! Come here, damn it, I’m going to carry you around the Phileon!”

“It is the result of what you did. And call me Instructor.”

However, Ronan did not stop despite Nabirose’s sanctions. His body was completely dominated by a sense of accomplishment that exploded belatedly. He didn’t stop laughing even after he grabbed both ears while rushing to pick up the butterfly rose.

“her.”

It was so ridiculous that a faint smile appeared on the corner of Nabirose’s lips. It was a car I was reluctant to pick up once. Whoops! Suddenly, the ground near the collapsed wall began to wriggle. At the same time, both of them put their hands on the hilt of the sword.

“what?”

It seemed to be alive. Before long, the shaking ground rose and closed the collapsed hole. It happened so quickly that there was no time to react.

Even the relief that was originally engraved on the wall filled with no gaps for a needle to go through was restored. Nabirose frowned.

“This magic is…”

“Long time no see. Butterfly Rose.”

Then a familiar voice came from behind. Ronan and Nabirose turned their heads at the same time. A skinny man was standing in the setting sun. She frowned when she saw the evil figure.

“…Jarodin?”

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