31 – Sword Saint – 3

 

It took two full days for the sword saint ‘Rahel Daybreaker’, who was called humanity’s last hope, to return.

 

All the humans who were anxiously waiting for the results were shocked to learn that the right arm of the Sword Saint had been blown away, and they urgently poured out the elixir from the emperor’s treasury like water.

 

At the same time, I was astonished by the fact that a mountain of undead, estimated by volume to be as many as a million, had been created at the site where the battle took place.

 

Even though they failed to catch the Demon King, everyone praised them generously for annihilating nearly a million undead legions, but the Sword Saint’s expression upon hearing the praise was extremely gloomy.

 

Because he knows that the achievement is never his.

 

Rachel could not hold her sword after that. She also lost the use of her right arm. This was because she could clearly feel the bones being crushed, the skin being torn, and the flesh being crushed after being trampled by the Demon King.

 

‘You have to hold on.’

 

But she couldn’t fall here. Even if the human Rachel fell, the sword saint Daybreaker should not have fallen.

 

Because, as the Demon King said, he has already become the hope of humanity. Therefore, you should never show weakness in any situation.

 

So he used his left arm instead of his right arm, and instead of a sword he held something, wrapped it in mana, and swung it like a sword. People who did not know the inside story were enthusiastic when they saw such a swordsman.

 

‘…… ‘It would be better if I died there.’

 

Rachel thought about that several times a day. It would have been better if he had died on the spot. If only he had not returned alive and died heroically in the same place as a million undead legions.

 

If that were the case, Sword Saint Rachel Daybreaker would have been praised as a hero who faced an infinite number of legions, cut them all down, and met a touching end.

 

However, although Rachel understood that fact in her head, she was unable to put it into action.

 

‘I don’t want to die.’

 

Because I wanted to live. Even though he did not survive but only saved his life, he did not want to throw it away with his own hands.

 

After realizing her situation and laughing at the overwhelming sense of self-destruction, Rachel felt extreme phantom pain in her right arm every time she remembered the trauma of the day her arm was trampled.

 

There were several times when I wanted to cut off his arm because I couldn’t bear his pain. But this time he couldn’t bring himself to do it.

 

Because Rachel was a coward.

 

Rachel Daybreaker, the sword saint who was confident that she would kill the Demon King and save humanity, became Rachel, a weak woman who cried every night, suffering from severe trauma and phantom pain.

 

‘…… How.’

 

Therefore, since she was in a position where her body reacted first to anything related to the devil, Rachel had even more doubts about her. A shock as big as the phantom pain felt in her right arm shook her head.

 

‘How…’ … ‘Do you sense a fragment of the technique used by the Demon King in this child?’

 

Because I couldn’t be sure of the identity of what reminded me of the trauma.

 

After Geomseong, who had been complaining of her pain under his breath, left, saying that he remembered something urgent, our meeting also came to an end.

 

“Were you very busy?”

 

“Well, because you are a sword saint. It’s not strange to be busy with one or two things…… ?”

 

Brünnhild and Aria looked puzzled. Because her swordsman’s clothes were so fluttery, I couldn’t see her massaging her arms unless she was in front like me.

 

It seems like that’s why he dressed like that in the first place.

 

In the end, we parted ways, leaving only questions behind. Naturally, the reason why Geomseong had called me aside also became unclear.

 

Instead, I told the truth to Priscilla, who had asked me questions separately that night, and her reaction was very, very, frighteningly intense.

 

‘…… Still, I’m glad that persuasion worked.’

 

If not, we would have missed school for about a week.

 

Two days after that happened, on Monday of the fourth week, with exactly one month left until the midterm exams, two special things happened.

 

“Sword Saint Rachel Daybreaker, the hope of humanity and an unrivaled hero, said she would stay at our Bellium Academy as a special teacher for the three years the warrior attends the school.”

 

There was an official declaration that Geomseong would stay at Bellium Academy for three years as a special teacher.

 

“…… Those damn bastards.”

 

Ingrid, who had gone to the Wizards Association due to improvements to area annihilation magic, has returned.

 

After returning to the academy and having a brief meeting with the chairman, Ingrid immediately called me and cursed the Wizards Association with an exhausted look on her face. It seemed like he was really suffering.

 

Anyway, they were like a group of crazy people who would attack anything related to magic without hesitation. It’s not for nothing that I gave up everything, whether it be fame or money.

 

‘So it would be more useful.’

 

If I just reveal that healing magic exists, those crazy people will be on my side. They won’t care what the Starlight Church does and will tear them all down.

 

In the first place, a crazy person is infinitely reliable as long as you have a proper leash and the means to deal with it.

 

“…… Hehehehe. I just said what I had to say too much. Anyway, Mira Crate, you don’t have to attend my lectures anymore. “I will exempt you from both midterm and final exams.”

 

Ingrid, who had been swearing at the association for a while, came to her senses after almost 10 minutes and got to the point. He said that he would give me a perfect score unconditionally according to the conditions of the assignment he gave me.

 

As they said, the period had arrived where professors would mention the midterm exam in one or two words. However, the atmosphere was quite different from the exam period I was familiar with.

 

Everyone was so motivated that it was time to show off their skills.

 

Among them, I saw some who were doping their motivation with hostility toward me, but I was so used to it that I couldn’t even argue with them. The Vikings, the representative of those types of people, also became quiet.

 

‘Just do what you’re doing.’

 

Even though there was a condition that I had to be the top student for all three years, I didn’t feel much pressure. That’s because there was almost nothing to prepare.

 

There are a total of 10 lectures that first-year students at Bellium Academy take. However, Priscilla knows all about the theory lectures, which account for half of them, and that doesn’t mean I’ve neglected my studies, so I just have to do what I’ve been doing.

 

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Of the remaining half, the wide-area annihilation magic lecture was confirmed to have a perfect score, and the practical sparring lecture was also confirmed by Jake as having virtually confirmed perfect scores for Brunhild, me, and Aria.

 

Due to the previous incident, the grading method for the dungeon exploration practice scheduled to resume this week will be changed to a completely absolute evaluation. Although it is limited to this semester.

 

Then there are two left, and both are liberal arts that have nothing to do with grades. As long as you tell Priscilla about the theory lectures and save a little, you will be prepared and there is nothing else to do.

 

Naturally, my recent interests had no choice but to focus on other things rather than midterm exams.

 

‘I need to become stronger.’

 

One was about the enemies that had to be dealt with outside, not inside the Academy.

 

Even though Sword Saint suffered from trauma and fought while holding a teaspoon with his left hand, he was incredibly strong, and the being who overpowered Sword Saint during his prime was the Demon King.

 

Honestly, I think Sword Saint would have won if he had attacked properly without paying attention to his surroundings, but that doesn’t change the fact that the Demon King is outside the standard.

 

So I also had to become stronger.

 

‘We have to consider the possibility that Brünnhild may not grow as much as the original work.’

 

The reason is, of course, because of me. I need to improve my skills by taking down those who cause incidents, but there is a high probability that I will end up eliminating those who cause incidents in advance to protect the academy.

 

What can I do if I have to roll in return for the experience I sucked up?

 

“Is it you again, Mira?”

 

“…… “It’s really unfair this time.”

 

“So, there has been at least one stabbing in the meantime, right?”

 

“… ….”

 

And the other one was the Sword Saint whose gaze towards me changed very subtly.

 

After passing away feeling phantom pain, Geomseong, whom I met again as a special teacher, showed a strangely strong interest in me. I looked back at my memories to see if I had done something wrong, but I couldn’t remember anything.

 

“Well, isn’t that still a good thing? “The Sword Saint is interested.”

 

“That’s the problem, Aria. No, how long has it been since we last saw each other?”

 

Brünnhild playfully grumbled that I was the only one receiving attention, and Aria was purely admiring and at the same time tried to defend me.

 

Priscilla was still restless.

 

Geomseong’s strange interest did not end there. When I heard that the four of us were forming a club, he volunteered to be an advisor without even asking me to do so.

 

I tried to quickly ask Ingrid to take charge of the torture instead of the Sword Saint, but unfortunately, even the title of Archmage fell short of the Sword Saint.

 

“Now that that’s the case, please take good care of me in the future, Student Mira.”

 

“… ….”

 

No, really, what is it?