How to Survive at the Academy Chapter 188

Ed subjugation (11)

By the time the raindrops bounced off the blade hit the muddy ground, Taily kicked the floor once more.

It is a speed that is difficult to even track with the naked eye. Once the mud is splashed, it feels as if the world has stopped.

In the eyes of Taily, who was wearing the various rituals of the sword ceremony, the world seemed to slow down a beat.

In reality, it was not that the world had slowed down, but that Taylor’s senses had sharpened. That fact could only be known by those who faced such a Taylor.

– Whoaaaaaaagh!

– Kagagagak!

Ed Rosteylor rolled backwards and spread the magic tools on the floor.

As soon as he saw the three or four magical engineering supplies he was holding on the floor, Taily swung his sword again and cut them all down.

With that big sword, he accurately aimed and cut down those small magical engineering items. Not even once, two or three times.

The speed was so fast that when Ed Rosteeler leaped backwards and regained his stance, all the magical engineering supplies he had sprayed were incapacitated.

I had already dealt with the method of adjusting the battlefield using magic engineering supplies through Elvira on the first floor.

Above all, don’t give the opponent a chance to place magic items on the battlefield as intended. Taily, who had already learned how to deal with it empirically, was an infinitely difficult opponent from Ed’s point of view.

“Where is Ayla?!”

Taylor asks in the pouring rain.

Ed chuckled as he whipped up his sleeves to shake off the mud.

“well.”

Right before Taily arrived, he was subdued and placed in a wooden shelter, and the entrance was sealed.

Maybe because the timing wasn’t right, Taily didn’t see it.

It’s rather fortunate that if I witnessed her restraining Ayla using Aspect Magic, it would only excite her more.

Looking out of the corner of his eye at the wooden shelter with the entrance tightly closed, Ed fixed his dagger.

“You’ll have to find out for yourself.”

“…As expected, you too have gone completely crazy about Aspect Magic research.”

Picking up the greatsword again, Taily looked at Ed with glowing eyes.

“I know Ayla has a good sensitivity to such special magical powers… but there is no need to study in such an extreme way!”

“The more extreme the method, the greater the progress in research.”

“…He must have been adversely influenced by Professor Glast.”

Taily, who was grinding his teeth, ran at Ed again.

There is a time limit for the body strengthened by the critical period. The time allowed for Taylor is now scarce.

“I should have cut you in the culvert then.”

At the moment of desperation, Taylor demonstrates greater potential. However, there is no stopping the promised end approaching with strides.

What is needed is a swift action.

If you don’t tell Ayla’s location until the end, you must subdue Ed Roth Taylor, the subject of the kidnapping.

If so, even if Taily loses consciousness here, Ayla’s safety can be guaranteed right away.

So it was concluded. The most important thing is to defeat that blonde nobleman in front of you.

He had the power to do so in his hands. No matter how much Ed Rosteylor is strong enough to rise to the top of the 3rd grade, in the end, the main character of the world is Taylor McLore.

Even if the destination is the same, the path is different. The world is laughing at Taylor McLore. There is no spotlight to shine on the supporting actors.

Ed Rosteyler took out another magic tool from his pocket and threw it on the floor.

At the same time, a fairly large amount of smoke began to rise throughout the camp.

– Kwaaaang!

“Keugh!”

A means to temporarily block sight. It was a ‘smoke generator’.

However, the effect is halved due to the meteorological situation of pouring rain. The smoke that was completely cleared by Taily’s sword attack… didn’t last long enough.

– Pak, pak!

However, time was secured for Ed Rosteyler to pick up the bow he had stored in a corner of the camp.

A couple of arrows fly through the smoke in an instant, but…

“Huh-! Ha-!”

After taking a deep breath, Taily lightly let out a cry filled with magic power, and all of the simple self-made arrows bounced off.

It’s a power that’s not even worth wielding a sword. Rather, Ed exposed his position. It was on the way to the cabin.

Taily kicked off the floor and quickly closed the distance towards Ed. Having reached the other side of the campfire, Taily tried to grab Ed by the collar.

However, that hand cannot reach Ed.

-Poo-wook

The moment his hand reached Ed’s face, Taily’s foot got stuck in the mud.

“Keugh!”

At that moment when he lost his center of gravity, Ed raised his foot and kicked Taylor’s thigh.

Taylor felt the pain and rolled through the mud.

This is Ed’s cabin camp.

It was only in Ed’s mind that where the muddy water was formed in rainy weather and what tools were prepared where.

As it was, Ed kicked Taylor’s greatsword and blew it away.

– Caang!

And the moment he pointed in that direction with Taily’s shoulder blade while holding the dagger in reverse…

The sword strike, manifested by magic, blows away Ed’s dagger.

And the next magical swordsmanship that followed went straight to Ed’s body.

– Taang!

Ed managed to manifest a basic defense law, but its power is not even half of the usual.

– Kaaaaang! Kaga go!

Even though it was a sword attack that was immediately manifested in the middle of a hurry, Ed Roth Taylor’s magical power could not stop the shock.

Ed, who was bounced off by Taily’s sword, rolled several times along the mud floor and fell to the side of the cabin.

Ed also looks like a mouse soaked in water from the pouring rain. In addition, rolling on the mud floor several times made it even more miserable.

Even so, without hesitation, he stood up while wiping the mud off his face.

Taily also stood up in the mud, clutching her right calf.

“Heogee, heogee…”

It’s already taking a toll on your body. Soon after, he loses consciousness.

A clear sense of fear was riding through Taylor’s body.

However, a curious thing I’ve heard before.

‘Aren’t you using your magic…?’

Standing side by side in the rain, that blond aristocratic boy had been minimizing the use of magical energy for a while now.

Taily’s sword attack was implemented in a hurry, so the power wasn’t that great. However, even that couldn’t be blocked with defensive magic… It was a very poor appearance for a wizard who rose to the top of the third year.

Plus, it’s the same when shooting a bow. Ed Roth Taylor doesn’t bother to use such crude arrows. He has already raised his magic response level a lot, so he is a wizard at a level where he can create magic arrows.

Even… Spiritual magic is not used. Elemental spirits, one of his core forces, don’t even show their noses.

At the sight of him saving his mana to such an odd degree, Taily narrowed his brows.

‘I’m saving my strength…’

Is it possible to subdue Taylor without using magical powers?

Ed is a really prudent person to see as such arrogance. He looked a bit odd.

That wizards don’t use magic properly. It is no different than going beyond handicap and fighting without using limbs at all.

Taily gritted her teeth again and glared at Ed.

“I don’t know what you’re thinking… but I can’t afford to take care of that side of things either!”

Once again, the power of the Sword Saint emanating from the body enveloped Taylor.

It was a hard job for Ed, who had to do everything in his power to implement even the most basic defense magic.

However, Ed Rosteylor… utters a small tone in a relaxed manner.

“Illusion…”

It was the swordsmanship that Taily had learned and used just now.

As if she were reciting a checklist, she quietly whispered to herself, and I didn’t feel any fear at all.

Obviously, it should have been the first technique Ed Rosteiler experienced, but as if he had experienced it hundreds of times… he naturally passed it over.

Ed’s leisurely appearance made Taily rather impatient.

I don’t know why, but Ed Rosteiler uses very little magical power.

If so, now that the power of the sword ceremony has risen to the extreme, he has a much better advantage.

Even so, Ed shows no signs of panic or fear.

Rather, like a person with a lot of things to check… he urges Taylor.

“Where, try more.”

As if he had become an examiner testing Taylor.

It’s… under normal circumstances, you might think it’s bluffing or going crazy in fear.

However, the opponent is Ed Rosteyler.

There is a very high possibility that there is a real hidden number, or that there is a conspiracy. Taily is momentarily confused, but he says all he can do now is somehow subdue Ed before he collapses unconscious.

If that’s the case, you shouldn’t let go.

You have to do everything in your power to knock him down. Whether he’s hiding his powers, or he’s in a situation where he can’t use them.

It doesn’t matter at all.

Magical power rises again riding on Taylor’s body. You never know when the bottom will hit.

now that’s the limit It’s completely over. Taily, who had collapsed on the cold floor as if he had been confirmed several times, but seeing him get up again and again is disgusting.

The Greatsword is already far away. However, the true Sword Saint does not need the form of a sword.

It’s good if you have a sword, but it cuts even if you don’t have a sword. As Luden McLore said so, so does Taily McLore.

– Kagak! Kaga gak gak!

There was a sound like scraping metal. It’s not a sound that can be heard as the mana rises.

The magic power that scraped the floor to the bottom now far exceeded the normal amount.

Geomseongsik – Space cutting.

If you cut it, you will surely die. Before the body is cut off, it perishes as existence itself.

It boasts power that is almost extreme even among swordsmanships, but the recoil it gives to the body is not easy to consider.

Teslin McLore, a disciple of the great sage Sylvania, lost feeling in his right arm due to the recoil of this space cutting while in a state of disfigurement.

Depending on what you cut, the burden on your body also differs. It’s not a skill you can just throw at yourself.

However, among the successors of the McLore family, Taily McLore was born with the thickest swordsman blood.

Having overcome even the reaction of the sword ceremony with willpower alone, he swung his sword at Ed.

– Whoaaaaaaagh!

Only the aftermath of that magical power made the scattered raindrops bounce off.

The magic power that advances with a crackling sound cuts through the area, leaving dark red twisted traces.

It cannot be prevented by any means. It was such a confident moment.

-grasp!

—According to that conviction… Ed’s body was also cut in two.

The moment she saw Ed’s neatly shredded body, Taylor’s confidence and anxiety rose at the same time.

At the same time as the guilt of having committed the murder surged up, the relief of having finished off Ed. Now, he is certain that no one will lay a spell on Ayla.

The moment you feel it and try to lose consciousness…

– Hwaaaaaak

Ed’s body disappeared like that.

“…?!”

I didn’t notice because it was raining heavily, blocking my vision due to the smoke screen, and my mental state being pushed to the limit.

Magic engineering item ‘Illusion Disc’. The functioning device was rolling on the floor.

Ed already had a history of perfectly learning the structure of the magical engineering supplies during the freshman class assignment test.

At this point, when his engineering skills had risen to a high level, it was not difficult to imitate the structure.

It wasn’t to make room for the arrows to be opened for the moment to block the view through the smoke screen.

After confirming that Taylor McLore was conscious of the engineering supplies and cut them all down, he decided that he should not be seen installing the engineering supplies.

So, the moment the welcome disk was installed, the smoke screen completely covered the view.

Taily had already learned a lesson from fighting Elvira, not to leave the tech stuff unattended.

In that moment when he saw Taylor’s response, Ed had a plan in his head about how to take the next move.

In addition, while shooting crude arrows, the smooth connection to the action of concealing the purpose of spreading the smoke screen… It is the instantaneous power that has no choice but to stick out the tongue.

Ed Rosteyler is a master of improvisation.

I knew that, but I didn’t expect to come to the very end and catch me off guard.

Even the defense magic that stopped Taily’s swordsmanship just now was to protect this illusion. Because if you sincerely block the illusion, Taily will mistake this illusion for the real body.

If so, where is the body?

– Quaang!

Before I can finish thinking about it, the door of the wooden warehouse next to me opens as if it will break. One o’clock was in a hurry, so I kicked out with my feet.

A muddy Ed stumbles through the rain. It was an insignificant amount of mana, but just using that amount made it look like he was already exhausted.

However, the same goes for Taylor who overworked her body to the limit.

Taily, who has lost his center of gravity. Ed grabs him by the back of the neck and throws Taily right on the mud floor.

– Kwaaak!

“Aww!”

Rainwater seeps into the corner of Taylor’s mouth as she screams in agony. Just like that, Ed Roth Taylor trampled on Taylor’s stomach.

“Heo-eok, heo-eok… even cutting the space… to use it… you’ve done a lot…”

Ed’s voice, uttered with satisfaction, is indeed the last black curtain on the climax stage.

Whether the emotion hidden in that subtle expression is satisfaction or the pleasure of victory… There is no way to know from Taylor’s point of view.

“Keu, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”

Is there really a limit now? I can’t shake off Ed’s foot that is trampling on my stomach.

I try to squeeze my fists in the mud, but I can’t even lift my forearms.

“Yeah, that should be enough.”

Ed Roth Taylor also looks exhausted. At this point, Taylor was sure.

It’s not that Ed Roth Taylor doesn’t use magic, it’s that he can’t use it.

──A magician who can’t use magic. What a ridiculous word.

Still, there is something about Ed Rosteyler that Taylor lacks. It is quickness, the ability to judge the situation, and skill.

The calmness that can overwhelm Taylor with just that alone… creates a gap between him and Taily. Overpowering Taily in a desperate state with a body that does not receive magical power is something that only he can do.

“Ed… Ross Taylor…! Why… Why are you doing this!”

Without even having time to wipe off the falling raindrops, Taylor gritted her teeth.

“This way… even this way… There is no need to sacrifice Ayla…!”

“Tayley McLore. I know your story well.”

Unlike the fiery Taylor, the glacier-cold Ed Roth Taylor’s tone is overlaid.

“But what can I do?”

Taily’s wide-eyed eyes turned to the blond boy looking down at him with rain clouds in the background.

“There is no one in the world without a story. I have my own story too.”

At the expression of Ed Roth Taylor, who did not even move, Taylor McLore’s eyes trembled.

What Ed Rosteyler carries on his shoulders, Taily McLore does not know.

Unlike the game world where good and evil are clearly distinguished… the problems in reality are full of halfway gray areas.

It is, after all, just a confrontation between beliefs and beliefs, as is often the case with fights.

“I had a hard time getting here.”

This is the final stage prepared by Ed Rosteyler. There is nowhere to go further after this.

Let’s wrap up now.

It was the moment when he raised his dagger with those words.

Taylor gritted her teeth again…

– Quaang!

The magic that surged up like an explosion bloomed once again.

Taily’s outburst pattern that keeps popping out no matter how many times he plucks it… From the point of view of the opponent, he is now sick of it.

As if she had lost her temper, a venom shone in Taily’s eyes. At the same time, magic power rises from the surroundings again, and the form changes into various weapons.

From small daggers to longswords, broadswords, two-handed swords, and huge greatswords… Mana-armed swords in various forms covered the entire area.

At the same time, the sight of Taylor becoming stronger by reconciling the shed blood into magical power… Now even the ghosts are beginning to stand still.

It absorbed all of Clevius’ blood swordsmanship and Ziggs’ mana armament, transforming it in its own way.

This world does not allow him to be defeated. It’s like he’s talking like that.

I have no choice but to stick my tongue out at the sight of him getting stronger as he gets cornered and cornered again.

– Grasp!

Ed Roth Taylor, who was pushed by the wave of magical power, fell out. After rolling in the mud a few times… I got up again with a squeak.

– Whoaaaaaagh!

– Bang! Quaang!

Swordsman Ceremony – The dying horse is now on the verge of being released.

Literally, now it’s just a joke. Only the random swordsmanship of Taily McLore, who cannot even properly perceive the direction, remains.

Taily, who raised the greatsword, sat still in the mud. Even my vision is blurry now, so I can’t see where Ed Rosteiler is.

“Heo-eok, hee-eok…!”

I lower my head and somehow push up on the floor to correct my posture…but I get a gut feeling.

The last sword ceremony, the final death, is now over. It’s really over now. With this final blow, we must end Ed Rosteyler.

So, Taily closed her eyes tightly and gritted her teeth.

The first swordsman, Luden McLore, called the flow of that technique the heart sword.

The ultimate meaning of being able to take out and use the swordsmanship that was engraved in one’s heart at any time after seeing it once… It led to a library accessible only to those who reached the extreme of swordsmanship.

The memories of many strong people he met while wandering the lawless area of ​​Kohelton are imprinted on his body.

And those memories were inherited with blood, and they were piled up in Taylor’s body.

The descendants of the Sword Saint are those who were born with that blood.

“I can not see….”

My vision is blurry. I can’t see where Ed Roth Taylor, who should be cut, is.

Because of the sound of the pouring rain, it is impossible to judge by hearing.

When the death rage ends soon, I can no longer fight to protect Ayla.

Then——the entire area will be cut down.

There is little chance that Ed Roth Taylor will be beaten by random sword attacks.

He must have already judged the situation. He didn’t have to try to block Taily’s sword attack, nor did he have to deal with him.

If you take refuge at a distance, Taylor McLore will self-destruct.

However, Taylor cannot sit still. If there is even a chance left, they do everything they can to subdue Ed Rosteyler.

Power enters the hand holding the sword. He gripped his teeth tightly and threw a sword strike.

It cuts everything around indiscriminately. At that end is Ed Rosteyler.

– Woe! Kaak!

A series of sword attacks. There is no sense of beating. The only thing that gets cut is the surrounding workbench or wooden tools.

Nevertheless, Taylor gritted her teeth and attacked.

Even though he knew very well that Ed Roth Taylor could not stand such an indiscriminate attack, he clenched his teeth and continued the sword attack.

At least once, if heaven help… if God sees.

If you were watching my boring life.

Please, let the attack reach Ed Rosteiler.

While praying like that, right before the end of the agony… I vomited my last outburst.

– Kwaaak!

– Caang!

Even the blurred vision is on the verge of going dark.

Eventually, did God answer the wind?

When he suddenly looked up, the tip of his greatsword was thrust into Ed’s shoulder.

– Pushyuk, pushyuk.

Blood splattered, and a few drops landed on Taylor’s face.

“Kuh, heo-eok… Whoa…”

The small dagger holds up the greatsword, but it’s not a blow that can be blocked with that small sword.

Of course, Taylor’s greatsword, which had been pushed in, was firmly in the vicinity of Ed Ross Taylor’s shoulder. The trembling dagger was only blocking a deeper wound.

Did God really help Taylor?

However, things in the world are not so convenient.

“Hey, Taylor McLore.”

Ed Roth Taylor’s posture that suddenly caught my eye… no matter what anyone said, he jumped into Taylor’s range.

If you get out of the range and quietly watch Taily self-destruct, wouldn’t you be in a position to seize victory naturally?

Nevertheless, Ed Rosteyler dared to come within range of the greatsword.

“If you’re going to play with a sword, you have to know what you’re trying to cut and swing it. You stupid bastard.”

what else is that Let’s hold on to our dangerous consciousness and tighten our vision again… I can see Ed Rosteyler’s back.

——It is a wooden shelter with the entrance firmly blocked.

I don’t know what’s inside, but Ed dared to come within range to protect it.

– Kaang!

“Kuh… Whoa…”

Ed Rosteylor pushed away the greatsword and his upper body drooped.

-That’s right, bang!

And his dagger rolled across the floor. The blood dripping from his shoulder was already soaking the floor.

“Yes. You must have had a hard time too.”

Ed Rosteyler gritted his teeth and spread his arms out wide, raising his face. It was like announcing that I was here.

Ed spoke slowly, holding his body with difficulty, as if it was already difficult to even stand on his feet.

“What I intended has already been accomplished. Now, at least a sword hit… I can do it out of loyalty.”

Did you say that villains have to be clean until they leave?

He didn’t have the hobby of putting himself in a losing position, but at least Ed understood Taylor’s position.

So, give it a clean cut.

Anyway, if you put a plate on it, Taylor will never kill people. In the first place, the power that was driven to the corner could not even cut it properly. Let alone life, it would be difficult to properly leave deep scars.

The situation where even the terminal, the last sword ceremony, is turned off. Taily’s hand holding the handle of the sword was trembling as if it would be released at any moment.

Even so, there’s no way I can’t feel the intense pain. Being slashed by a greatsword is a dangerous act, even if the opponent is in a battered state.

However, in order to wrap up Taylor’s journey neatly, it makes sense for her to exit here cleanly as well.

A valuable supporting character’s life is knowing when to quit.

When their role is over, they move on to the back of the stage.

With that, if I can get the diploma I’ve been longing for so much, and lay the foundation to start looking for my life…

Ed Rosteylor closes his eyes and sings quietly.

So now, let’s finish here.

Go the hero’s way.

I go backstage as a supporting character.

Passengers are seated and waiting in the prepared audience seats. They are supporting actors who have completed their roles. There are a lot of familiar faces here and there.

Leaving the seat empty for Ed Rosteeler. The supporting actors who came down first are sitting and chatting among themselves.

Originally, Ed Rosteyler was supposed to be the first to come down and sit down, but things got tangled up and it ended up being a bit late.

Still, I turned around and came back to my place… There was no reason to complain.

“Ed Rosteyler! You… you’re done…!”

– Kwaaak!

– Aaaaaagh!

– Push!

The final blow with a hand that was running out of strength, with its teeth clenched.

from the left shoulder to the right waist. Ed’s blood flowed.

It wasn’t a deep wound, but just looking at the bleeding, there was no problem even if it was life-threatening right away.

pouring rain. and blood.

Slowly Ed Rosteiler’s legs gave way.

– Iron flounder.

A night of pouring rain.

Ed took a few steps back… then leaned against the entrance to the wooden shelter, clutching the bleeding wound.

So slowly… his body slid down the wall.

“Kuh… Khuuh… Yes…”

Ed gently closed his eyes and spoke again.

“Good work….”

Just like that, the final boss of Act 5… Ed Roth Taylor is defeated.

A drop of rain trickled down his chin and landed on the bloody school uniform shirt.

He collapsed and leaned against the entrance of the wooden shelter, and as he quietly lowered his eyes, his face…

No matter how many times I rolled in the mud, it was tidy and comfortable.

*- shoot

So the stage ended.

The ordeal swordsman, Taily McLore, overcame all the trials and eventually saved Ayla McLore.

I didn’t expect the story to end with such a happy ending, like the last line in a fairy tale.

Because things don’t always go as planned. However, I just hoped that the overall direction would be roughly aligned.

Taily is not in a position to know Ed’s inner thoughts.

Looking at Ed lying asleep leaning against the entrance of the wooden shelter… I wonder what kind of weight he was carrying.

However, what was more important than that was Ayla’s comfort in the end.

Taily gritted his teeth and barely managed to keep his senses.

I wanted to find out where Ayla was while I was still a little bit conscious.

“Uh… uhh… kuh…”

After all, the ordeal is over. He thought he would never be able to overcome it, but Geary Tail Lee reached where Ed was and overcame them all.

It’s been a tough road, but we’ve reached the end. That is the main character’s life.

After everything is finished, we will be able to talk. Why the hell did Ed Rosteyler do such a thing? It may be that the inside story will be known only later.

But the important thing right now is to find Ayla.

“Then… Isla… La… somehow…”

It was the moment when I leaned back on the sword and tried to give strength to both legs.

– Bang!

The world turned upside down.

For an instant, Taylor couldn’t even judge what had happened.

Nausea came from the rapidly changing vision. It’s only after my breath stops and I feel the back of my head scratching the floor. She realized she was stuck in the mud again.

It’s a strange thing. No matter how hard I tried to breathe, I couldn’t breathe.

Eventually, after breathing again in the rain, I realized that someone had cut my knee in the pit of my stomach.

“Oh my God! Medic! Call the medic quickly!”

“Ha, I’ll ask for support from the Bachelor’s side!”

Only then does the sight reach the magnificent convoy that seems to have just arrived.

The carriage was parked at the entrance of the North Forest, and the escorts that entered the forest were mixed with Fenia, the 3rd princess of the Chloel Empire.

As her voice echoed through the rain, Taylor’s eyes narrowed to the one holding her down.

In the mud, a girl with her knee in Taylor’s stomach and holding her by the collar.

Her face was not properly visible due to the shade of the witch’s hat, but her eyes were clearly visible in the dark.

Beyond getting goosebumps, it is a sense of fear that freezes the body just by making eye contact.

She must have been a girl with a small body and no sense of intimidation.

Taylor forgot to breathe again.

– Shoot it

– Koo Goong, Kung.

Lucy Mayrill hates rainy days. Because she doesn’t have many good memories.

With Taily’s stomach stomped on, even demonic spirits flowed from those clearly opened eyes.

“you…”

The words that followed were drowned out by the sound of rain.