Academy’s Genius Swordmaster Chapter 379

2-1. The story begins here

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My name is Ronan.

Ronan de Valtouré, to be exact.

He was recognized for his contribution to saving the world and became a nobleman, so he was given a strange last name.

Uncle Emperor liked it, but I honestly don’t like it.

It’s not like I’m doing tongue rehabilitation treatment, so what am I doing?

I don’t know what kind of idiot came up with the idea of ​​adding a word that should only be written on a land document in front of a name.

Anyway, since that’s the way it is, I’d like you to just call me Ronan.

“······It’s like putting your brain in a dehydrator.”

Writing stopped.

I turned over the fountain pen and scratched my head.

I didn’t realize it when I was just reading the book, but writing was more difficult than I thought.

A loud voice rang out from beyond the door.

“If it’s too hard, why don’t we find a ghostwriter right now?”

“it’s okay. Because this is meaningful if I do it myself. “I want to remain a great adult.”

“It’s definitely the best. “I’m sure my grandchildren will like it too.”

My editor… no, it was Erzebet de Acalusia who called herself the editor.

The voice he spoke of about his grandchildren was full of laughter.

I’m happy too, but I don’t know what’s so good about that young lady.

Anyway, it’s exciting because it has Adeshan’s blood in it.

“So how long are you going to stand there?”

“Of course, until we receive today’s manuscript. “There is plenty of time, so you don’t have to worry.”

“Is that what the Dawn Magic Tower lord would say? “I’ll take care of it for you, so don’t bother the poor old man and go in.”

“What makes an old man without a single wrinkle on his face? And I’m on vacation until my grandchild is born~”

The prolonged voice was disgusting.

I felt the power of time again.

Who would have thought that the girl who was always as sensitive as a cat taking a bath would become so good-natured.

The fountain pen spinning at the tip of my finger stopped.

“Grandchild…”

It was a word that made me think a lot.

The moonlight seeping through the half-open window adds to the feeling of disquiet.

I will become a grandfather in a little while.

Although he was too young to fall into the category of an elderly person, it was thanks to his son that he was speeding.

“Now that I think about it, Ronan and Adeshan were also speeding. Is this also hereditary? “It’s really amazing.”

“You’re noisy, man.”

It was just as Erzsebet said.

Even though they were parents, it was a reason they couldn’t blame.

Now, the son and daughter-in-law were waiting for the moment of birth at Jedo General Hospital.

Since I had already been hospitalized, there was some time left before my daughter-in-law started tearing out my son’s hair, screaming that it was all because of you that he was in such pain.

‘It must hurt so bad. Boy, you’re going to have a hard time.’

The introduction was long.

Anyway, this was the reason why I devoted myself to writing that was not even in my book.

I want to gift a book I wrote myself to my soon-to-be-born grandchild.

There is a good story that you can read again and again.

“Then where should I use it?”

I grabbed the fountain pen again.

Although it was a much lighter tool than a knife, the perceived heaviness was at a similar level.

Is this why the adage that the pen is mightier than the sword came about?

It was the moment when the tip of the pentagram touched the manuscript paper.

“Ronan.”

“what’s the matter?”

“cheer up. “I’m sure you can use it well.”

“Heng, of course.”

The corners of his mouth rose.

The support of a beautiful woman always gives me strength.

The fountain pen started dancing on the manuscript paper.

This story records an incident that occurred the night before I proposed to my beloved wife.

I understand what you just frowned at.

No matter how long you try, it won’t be 24 hours, so you might be wondering why I’m writing a book because something great happened during that time.

But I guarantee you.

What I experienced then was definitely an adventure.

I dare call it a great adventure.

You can believe what I’m saying because I’ve waged war with winged balds and flown to other stars.

“I knew I could use my eternal companion, the holy sword Rin. “I won’t bet, so stop whining.”

I will skip introducing awkward characters.

Most people will probably know this face anyway.

If you want more detailed information, check out Ronan’s biography, which is available in bookstores.

Most of them are tinderboxes that have been burned by poor adaptations, but the version written by Elsia and reviewed by Alibrihe is not quite as bad.

Now let’s get to the point.

A cool, windy sunset.

The outskirts of the island where post-war restoration work is in full swing.

The story begins from here.

****

“Asher. “I’m getting married.”

“What, what, what?! Keek!”

Asher, who was sipping his drink next to him, was astonished.

Every time I hear a girl’s scream, it hits my eardrums.

This dwarf and I were resting after disposing of the ruins of five villages.

In the vacant lot where the rubble had been cleared, only a small tent and a bonfire were left.

Chi-ik!

Beer sprayed from Asher’s nose and mouth and splashed onto the bonfire.

“Wow, you’re suddenly getting married… with senior Adeshan?”

“Then who would it be? “He’s talking about big trouble.”

“Ugh! Ah, apod!”

I pulled Asher’s cheek.

I hurriedly looked around, but luckily I couldn’t see Adeshan.

I almost got interrogated in a friendly manner.

I’m sure they were wondering if anyone other than me was on the shortlist for the bride.

He was a person who never got angry, but in that respect he became a Supreme Court Justice.

“Haha… I’ve waited ten years. Anyway, I’m going to propose tomorrow. The ceremony will be held after the graduation ceremony. “I haven’t decided where to do it yet.”

“I see… But isn’t it too fast? “We haven’t even graduated yet…”

“I definitely don’t have that feeling.”

“Well, but why? “Is there something that made you decide to get married?”

Asher asked a question carefully.

Instead of answering, I looked around once more.

Work hours were over and the site was empty.

Quiet ruins and forests.

The sound of a warbler crying from afar.

A bonfire burning with sparks.

Well, it seems there are no ears to hear.

“hey. Only you know this. “It’s a top secret that no one knows except me and Adeshan.”

“W-what is it…?”

I pulled Asher close and whispered to him.

“I’m having a baby.”

“Huh.”

Asher’s eyes widened.

It was as if someone had been struck by lightning in the heart.

I don’t know what he was thinking, but his pure white face was getting redder.

“Child, what I mean is that I have a child… So…”

“I became a father. shit.”

I put the cigarette in my mouth.

As I sucked in and exhaled, pure white smoke dispersed.

The moment I became a father is still vivid in my mind.

Morning like always.

After taking a shower together, we were shaking our heads with a towel, when Adeshan suddenly covered his mouth and started gagging.

I got goosebumps.

I went straight to the hospital.

While the two were holding hands and waiting, a doctor who looked like an octopus informed them of the pregnancy news.

‘It was the first time since the war ended that I liked it so much.’

Adeshan was happy, jumping up and down like a child.

It was so good that I shed tears.

I think I whispered ‘finally’ very softly, but I think I misheard.

Of course I was happy too.

It’s not a joke, really.

It was something I had been thinking about the entire time we lived together, and I had no doubt that one day they would get married, have children, and live happily ever after.

However… it was just a little faster than expected.

“Well, I see… Congratulations, Ronan. really.”

“thanks. Honestly, it’s scary, but it’ll work out somehow. “Didn’t you mention marriage to Marya?”

“huh. Actually, I don’t know yet… Would Marja want to marry someone like me?”

“I think about all sorts of things. If I take it out, there will be problems, right? “That girl loves you so much.”

I started laughing without realizing it.

I once overheard Maya and Adeshan, who were visiting my house, chatting.

I remembered it because it was a very shallow conversation.

It was then that I realized for the first time that, unlike men, women had no hesitation in using night time as a topic of conversation.

‘I had to know information I didn’t want to know. ‘f*ck.’

Marya giggled and boasted about how she had picked the tulip (Azel’s nickname, a perfect example of information you don’t want to know).

Some parts were so vulgar that I had never heard of them even while serving as a punitive soldier.

The final part of the exciting dirty talk was counseling about how I really want to have a child, but is there any way to do it?

‘Poor guy.’

Somehow I felt sorry for Asher.

Because a harsh future is definitely waiting for you.

It was nice to see the days he would spend being crushed by a heart bigger than his own head.

Wouldn’t it be better to have five children?

Asher, who had no way of knowing that fact, sparkled his eyes.

“Really?”

“okay. Be confident, man. You are the one who will become the Grand Wizard. “If it weren’t for you, we would all have died in that war.”

“Well, that far… hehe. thank you.”

“It was nothing.”

We took a sip of beer each.

The cool spring breeze caresses my forehead.

Just a little bit longer, and the flower season will arrive.

When I looked up, the sky was colored the same scarlet as my eyes.

‘It’s a sunset.’

As I watch the sunset, an untimely thought passes through my mind.

It was a different problem than becoming a father.

I played with my lips and called Asher.

“…hey. Asher.”

“huh?”

“There is a person who was born with some strange arms. When you die, you are destined to return to your childhood with your memories intact. “If that person dies, what happens to the world he originally came from?”

“Yes? What is that all of a sudden…”

Asher frowned.

It was too deep for a question that came out of nowhere.

The general came to an end here after repeating three regressions.

Well, what happened to the world after she died?

Will it reset with her?

Or does it persist even after death?

Even though I knew it was a worry that wasn’t for me, I couldn’t stop thinking about it.

I was just trying to tell him to pretend I didn’t hear him.

“That’s an interesting topic… Hmm, I think the world will remain even after that person dies.”

“It’s not like time goes backwards and disappears?”

“huh. It is an orthodox belief in academic circles that it is impossible to go back to the past. There is a high possibility that that person did not go back to his childhood, but moved to a parallel world. Of course, this is also a surreal story.”

“···Parallel world? “It’s my first time hearing that word.”

“It’s quite famous in the industry. The argument is that a world similar to the world we live in may exist on a parallel line. Why, everyone often fantasizes about wanting to go back to the past while retaining their memories, right? “It is a hypothesis that emerged from the process of logically investigating it.”

Perhaps because it was an interesting topic, Asher did not stutter.

For a moment, I thought I had asked for no reason.

If that hypothesis is correct, only a hopeless future awaits the world where Adeshan died and disappeared.

Of course, it meant nothing because nothing was certain.

“I see. thanks.”

“Hehe, I didn’t know Ronan would be interested in this field. Would you like to tell me more about the parallel world theory?”

“no. Let’s quickly drink it all up and go to sleep. “I have a lot of work to do tomorrow.”

“Oh, that’s right.”

Asher hesitated.

We toasted and then downed the remaining beer in one go.

There was still a lot left to clean up and fix.

I rubbed my mouth with my sleeve and got into my sleeping bag.

It was earlier than usual, but since I had to propose tomorrow, I had to wake up earlier and finish my quota.

“Oh my… it’s hard.”

Suddenly, I thought of the faces that were going around in their respective areas.

Adeshan uses people or animals to carry luggage or do document work.

Marya is taking a nap on the wagon and rolling the top.

Schlieffen and Erzsebet would command their respective families, and Braum would simply lead them by force.

It was time for the vampires led by Ophelia and the Shadow Duke to slowly wake up.

Because they start work at night when we are all asleep.

“Abel, this bastard…”

I suddenly got angry.

All this trouble was because of that bastard.

If you were going to die in repentance at the end, you would have restored it, but you just made a mess of shit and ran away.

When I put my hand in my pocket, I caught the sphere that Abel had left behind.

I felt strangely comfortable when I touched it, so I was fiddling with it out of habit these days.

I muttered in a sleepy voice.

“General…”

My eyelids were getting heavier.

****

“Hmm.”

I opened my eyes.

I saw a night sky full of stars.

There was no sign of the sun rising yet.

Asher was sound asleep in his sleeping bag.

I woke up much earlier than usual.

The nearly extinguished bonfire was shaking in the sky.

“shit.”

I was very annoyed.

I ended up spending the whole night like this.

Recently, once I wake up, it has become difficult to fall back asleep.

Is it because I have more things to worry about?

Suddenly becoming a father was disturbing enough, but the theory about parallel worlds was making the situation even worse.

‘It’s just a delusion.’

I was seriously worried about whether I should seek psychiatric counseling.

Being upset over meaningless worries was an early symptom of dementia that only older people experience.

I felt like I needed to take a walk to regain my stability.

It was a car that was just about to take a step.

As I was looking at the deserted forest, ‘something’ was captured.

“······what?”

The ghost licked the back of my neck.

I got goosebumps and the hair on my whole body stood up.

I got up from my seat and ran out in the direction I was looking at.

Asher did not wake up.

The bonfire turned into a red dot in the blink of an eye.

That ‘something’ was getting closer quickly.

“Nebula Clage.”

I felt like I was possessed by something.

Mana sparkling like stardust was hovering throughout the dark forest.

It was definitely a trace of those bastards.

I thought it was definitely obliterated, but what happened?

As I ran, I found myself in the middle of the forest.

Looking closely, I saw that several trees were broken.

The fact that the ground was dug up here and there was a sign that a fight had taken place.

‘It hasn’t been long since it was created. It’s still here.’

My hand went up to the hilt of the sword.

The enemy was nearby.

It was just as we were about to begin the chase in earnest.

Kwasik!

A figure jumped out, breaking the tree in front of me.

“Ugh!”

Inyoung performed a skillful fall technique.

Moonlight poured into the spot where the tree fell.

The darkness cleared from the area, and I forgot to breathe for a moment.

“······!”

Inyoung’s identity was a fierce-looking elf woman.

Sparkling mana was leaking out onto her shoulders.

The slender limbs were wrapped in darkness even under the moonlight.

‘Nonsense.’

My whole body is a mess, as if I was fighting someone.

In his left hand, he held a sword made of darkness.

As expected, it was like that.

I had experience with the technology of creating weapons using shadows in the past.

In the Baidian Mountains with heavy rain.

On the night that Sarante turned to stone.

The lips that were attached finally fell apart.

“…Brygia?”

“What…who are you?!”

Only then did Brigia see me and frowned.

The first Nebula Clazie branch leader to be killed.

It’s clear that he’s the one I killed with my own hands, but for some reason he doesn’t seem to know me at all.

Her fingertips trembled.

“Hey, get out of the way!”

Personally, I wanted to delve into this mystery, but it seemed like Brigia had no intention of revealing anything.

A thorn made of shadows flew towards my neck.

It was almost a similar level of attack to what we had seen before in the Baidian Mountains.

In other words, it was slow enough to make you yawn.

“That’s how it comes out.”

There was no need to use mana.

I twisted my head slightly to avoid the thorn.

The sword drawn without a sound drew a semicircle.

Suddenly!

Brigia’s arms rose into the air.

“ah?”

Brigia’s eyes widened.

Looking at his puffy face, it seemed like he had just realized that his arm had been cut off.

Blood spurted from the clean cut surface.

“It would be safer to cut off the leg too.”

“Kyaaaaaaaa! Now, wait a minute!”

A painful scream rang out.

Of course I didn’t care.

I don’t know the details, but judging from the fact that he attacked at random, it seemed like he was a much worse villain than before.

It was the moment when he was about to swing his sword, aiming for her leg.

[Ronan. Wait.]

“what?”

Suddenly, I heard a voice in my head.

It was a deep, rather familiar voice.

The blade stopped leaving a gap between Brigia’s thigh and a sheet of paper.

At the same time, a blue ray of light shot out from the direction she had flown from.

The beam of light pierced through Brigia’s chest.

“Ugh…”

Qarring-!

An explosion reminiscent of thunder rang out.

It was an electric type magic.

The charred Brigia fell forward.

I turned my head towards where the beam came from.

“What else?”

The hilt of the sword was still held.

A man was standing with his back to the moonlight.

The ears that grew next to the hair were as long as Brigia’s.

He spoke in the same tone that sounded in his head.

“It’s been a really long time. “What should I say first?”

“what···!”

When I saw the man’s face, I froze.

The paralysis was three times stronger than when I saw Brigia.

It had to be that way.

Because this time it was someone I was quite close to.

A man who turned himself into stone and an apostle of Seniel.

High elf Sarante Remation was standing wearing a black suit.

“Sarante.”

“Nice to meet you. Ronan.”

fantasy,