Episode 75: An angel learning style (6)
If you had to choose the strongest first-year student in the swordsmanship department, nine out of ten would answer like this.
“Well, well.”
“I guess Hong… no.”
“It’s not my level to evaluate anyone.”
He may hesitate and try to avoid answering.
However, when it is absolutely necessary to speak, when one must choose a strong first-year swordsman in the swordsmanship department, ten out of ten people will answer like this.
“… “It’s Hongwol.”
“I’m a beast from another world, but I’m Hongwol.”
“That damn cat is the strongest.”
A skill that makes even swordsmanship students who are proud and value honor recognize herself as a beast and the daughter of a clan of thieves.
“First of all, in that you can handle the magic sword with both hands.”
When other people find it difficult to handle even one magic sword, he is blessed with the mana sensitivity to skillfully wield two flame magic swords.
Moreover, as befits the Moon Cat clan, he has powerful physical abilities.
Even Hongwol’s unique sixth sense.
“Are you ready?”
Hongwol looked at the referee, who was holding a flaming red dagger in both hands and holding the Flabellum.
Her long, straight hair sparkling in pink, and somehow lively,
Sharp beauty with a wild feel.
Hongwol naturally attracted the attention of male students just by walking around, but without paying them the slightest attention.
I only looked at the referee.
“huh.”
The referee also looked at Hongwol.
As Hongwol claps his hands, the outside of the sparring hall turns dim.
“If you see that you want to spar with me… Boy, you created a new fighting method?”
Hongwol’s senses were excellent.
The referee could only nod.
“And the fact that you chose this sparring center means that you don’t want to show others how to do it until the final exam.”
This sparring hall, surrounded by a special barrier, was a famous sparring hall operated only by the Central Academy.
Did you say that the cost of building one sparring hall is equivalent to building two huge stadiums?
As it is such a sparring ground.
Secret sparring, magic sparring, sparring in special environments.
Everything was possible.
“that’s right.”
“But you’re showing it to me?
Hongwol smiles brightly –
The referee nodded once again.
“then.”
The red moon has become lower.
Hongwol is 10cm taller than the original referee, but when he enters the fighting stance, he always maintains a lower posture than the referee.
Hongwol even had both hands holding the dagger in contact with the ground, as if he was pressed to the ground.
It didn’t look very threatening.
“Shall we begin?”
however.
The referee did not let down his guard.
Quang – The floor of the sparring hall cracks and Hongwol disappears. The referee soars with him.
‘Float your body with Klein-style wind magic and gain momentum with explosion magic!’
Klein-style magic Lv.3.
Plus, what if you have the talent of an angel?
‘I feel it now… Angels have talent.’
I’m not just talking about talent for magic. A talent for food, a talent for sewing, and a talent for combat.
In all of his talents, the angel excelled.
This could be seen in the fact that the angels who once descended to humans handled the tasks they had to do with ‘heavenly skill.’
One angel got a job at a shoe store and made better shoes than the craftsman who had worked there all his life, and another angel gave knowledge to a wise man, so that the wise man would be praised forever.
And the referee, even though he has lost his wings and has no faith.
He had heavenly talent.
And if that talent meets the best professors in the world.
You will be able to handle Kleinian magic as if it were your own body.
“Hey.”
Hongwol, who was looking at the flying referee, naturally took out a dagger from his pocket.
“Cats are good at catching birds too. “I’m not saying I’m a cat!”
And Hongwol skillfully throws a dagger at the referee. If the only way to fly was with magic, the referee would have to hold on to the dagger without hesitation.
however.
‘Fairy fighting technique’s defense technique. ‘Running rainwater!’
flowing rainwater,
It is a technique to avoid the enemy’s attack as if it were flowing, and was the most useful technique for a referee floating in the air.
And using the Fairy Fighting Technique, he balances his body, which is bound to break in the air.
‘If magic is the engine, fairy fighting is the wings.’
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And only when the two are in harmony can an airplane fly properly.
“Boy, good flying skills.”
Hongwol continued to throw daggers and said.
The referee continued to dodge the daggers and held on to prevent Hongwol from flying into the desired orbit.
“But you can’t beat me like this.”
At that moment, the referee took his stance.
The power of gravity that pulls his body, and the magic power that allows him to fly in the air.
And finally, the power of swordsmanship that will be the tip of the spear for this attack.
Paang-
A familiar sound is heard in my ears.
Hongwol smiled.
“fast!”
kkiiiiiiiig-
crunchy- crunchy-
Flabellum and the flame dagger collided, each spitting out their own flames.
Paang- Paang- Paang-
A sound that continues to be heard. Hongwol’s iris split horizontally for a moment,
The eyes changed like those of a cat or a wild beast.
“Have fun. Have fun!”
Two superhumans collide once again.
The referee hits down and Hongwol hits up.
‘I am now fighting on equal footing with Wol.’
Avoiding the blades of the Hongwol raining down like rain, the referee flew up once again.
‘Hongwol, with one of the strongest men of the future… ‘I can’t believe we’re fighting on equal footing.’
The referee has become stronger.
Or equal to Hongwol.
More than that?
kkiiiiiiiig-
crunchy- crunchy-
Hongwol blocks Flavelum by crossing two red daggers, the daggers holding Flavelum tightly like scissors.
‘Got caught!’
When the referee failed to fly, Hongwol immediately entered a non-fight fight.
The referee couldn’t help but be embarrassed.
‘Wait a minute, you’ve already adapted to my fighting style? As expected, Hongwol… … .’
Hongwol’s long legs aimed at the referee’s side, or more precisely, at the liver contained within.
When the liver is attacked and swells, other organs are crushed, causing extreme pain and a state of groggy.
‘Crescent Moon Kick!’
The referee used the fairy fighting technique and aimed for the joint of the leg that was being struck backwards.
The referee’s leg is about to hit Hongwol’s spectator.
To- Bang-
P-de-de-de-de-deuk-
With a scary sound, the two children fell down.
“Ugh.”
The referee was drooling and writhing on the floor, and Hongwol was limping and laughing.
“Hehehe, boy.”
“Wol. This is enough… … .”
But Hongwol, whose eyes had already rolled back, had no intention of listening to the referee.
“To win… … .”
“Wow.”
A pink aura stands on Hongwol’s shoulders. And Hongwol’s legs expand once again, Hongwol’s buttocks swaying towards the sky with his entire body pressed against the floor.
“see.”
Hongwol jumped up, and the referee flew up.
The referee felt it the moment he took off.
‘I got hit!’
Hongwol didn’t jump with the goal of becoming a referee.
‘I expected to fly! I thought I wouldn’t be able to predict something like this because I was so focused on fighting… After all, is it Hongwol, the agent of the moon?’
Hongwol expected from the beginning that the referee would fly, so he leapt aiming for the air.
‘If you get hit by that attack, it’ll hurt a lot… But I can’t see any way to avoid it… You have to surrender before you get hit… … .’
The referee, who saw Hongwol flying, immediately tried to shout surrender before he was beaten.
It wasn’t a fight at stake; Hongwol was his precious colleague.
And unlike Hongwol, who had a strong fighting spirit, the referee was not too obsessed with winning.
Of course, the referee hated defeat, but he was not a person for whom victory was more important than pain.
however.
‘Don’t give up the fight so easily.’
‘Go and fulfill your mission.’
Why do these words resonate in my ears?
‘I don’t have any mission. ‘What is a mission in the first place?’
The referee thought of a few words.
mission,
A mission given as a messenger.
And an angel is a messenger from heaven.
And the referee decided to live as an angel.
“Cheet.”
If we give up this fight, how on earth will we accomplish our mission?
“Okay, once before the final exam… “You should try this technology.”
The angel who fell to earth used his secret secret.
And at that moment, outside the sparring hall.
“Who won?”
Swordsmanship students looking at the sparring hall where Hongwol and the referee entered. They pretended not to pay attention when the two entered, but when the two entered the sparring hall, they immediately started talking about them.
“Of course it’s Hongwol. “Who will win, that monster?”
“The referee is quite strong, but he won’t be able to beat Hongwol.”
Beep-
With the sound of chiiyi,
The sparring hall’s barrier begins to disintegrate.
At the same time, the inside of the sparring hall begins to become visible.
“… what?”
The first year students in the swordsmanship department opened their mouths as if they had seen something incredible.
The one standing on the sparring field was the referee, and the one lying down was Hongwol.
“uh?”
“Wow, wow.”
“it’s crazy! oh my god!”
The swordsmanship department students scream loudly.
“The referee defeated Hongwol!”
“Ahaha.”
In the swordsmanship department, the referee’s name was cheered.
* * *
No one can stop time.
Even if you close your eyes, bow your head, or turn the clock back, time still passes.
Even during this time when I desperately hoped that the girl named Soya would not come, she would eventually come like this.
“welcome. “You little ones.”
Lusa, standing on the podium, smiles brightly.
“I guess everyone has done well preparing for the final exams, right?”
The referee thought as he looked at Rusa’s proud appearance.
‘Judging by your subtle spirit and attitude, Professor Rusa, you seem quite fine.’
But is it really okay?
Or is he just pretending to be fine?
The referee couldn’t tell.
“If you don’t do it right, you will regret it.”
Grinning – Lusa smiles evilly.
Lusa was definitely a beauty that was hard to find even among elves, but the expressions she sometimes made were very scary.
Soya trembled slightly.
‘Heh, it’s no big deal. Compared to the dark mysteries of black magic, it’s not scary at all.’
I muttered the same thing.
“And this test has a special gift.”
Lusa pointed to a girl sitting next to her.
“It is a sapling of the World Tree. He gave this sapling as a gift in the hope that it would be helpful to the warriors who will protect this world in the future.”
Oooooooh-
Students cheer.
It was a fact I already knew.
Isn’t it different to actually see it like this?
“what? “It looks like a human, right?”
“Because it’s a dryad.”
“No, but you still treat something that looks like a human like an object?”
Of course, there were some students who were not excited and behaved normally.
But such people were only a minority.
“There’s not much to say. Anyone know what the first test is? Let’s say we made all the announcements but you don’t know. “I will beat you up first.”
“This is a group sparring session with the professor!”
Martial Arts students shout loudly.
Lusa nodded.
“Yes. “It’s the first test of this final exam that you’ll have to face with me.”
Lusa continued to smile evilly.
“I’m looking forward to it!”
What on earth do you expect?
The referee looked closely at Rusa’s expression.
‘If you were to measure that expression, it would probably show 99% happiness.’
The referee finally realized.
The fact that Rusa was truly looking forward to beating up some students.
‘You’re probably targeting students who are targeting saplings, right?’
In that case, the referee should have helped Professor Rusa in another way.
“then.”
Jumping down – Rusa comes down to the bottom of the podium.
“Shall we begin?”
And so the final exams for the Central Academy of Superhumans began.
fantasy,
