How to Survive at the Academy Chapter 218

King of Dunjae (6)

“Is it okay if I don’t go to the duel meeting?”

When the news came that Emperor Chloel and Princess Sellaha had arrived on Aken Island, the servants of the imperial family’s quarters were also busy moving for a while.

It was because, in order to welcome Emperor Chloel and Princess Selaha, who would come to see the faces of Princess Penia, they had to prepare a tea party in the garden along with a dinner party, and they had to organize the work reports of the servants once again.

Claire cautiously asked Princess Fenia, who was crossing the hallway overlooking the garden in such a busy atmosphere in the imperial residence.

Princess Penia swept her platinum hair once, looked at the steeple of Sylvania towering in the distance, and spoke.

“…are you okay.”

Princess Penia hesitated for a moment, then spoke in a more confident tone.

“are you okay. also. If it’s that man, he’ll work just as well as planned.”

*Deep breath.

King Dyke’s composure always comes from calm, deep breathing.

Raise your two sturdy arms to set up your guard, look straight at the enemy in the space between them, and slowly think about your next move.

By inhaling and exhaling… the massive body is ready to fly like a hummingbird.

People in the audience were already holding their breath.

All the combatants who were watching from the student seats couldn’t take their eyes off them.

In particular, the first and second year students were more immersed.

Since the 3rd and 4th graders are each classmates of the two, they are well aware of how quickly these guys have grown stronger in a short period of time.

However, from the point of view of the lower grade students who have just entered the school, they realize the wall of the upper grade. It is not yet taken into account that the two people on the battlefield are an exceptional case.

Ed Rothyler, who unwrapped the cloth wrapping around the large staff and picked it up, glared at Dyke, who was taking a deep breath.

Despite having a huge body, there seems to be no gap in the figure that moves like a nimble thief.

A staff in one hand and a dagger held in reverse in the other.

It was the moment when he was about to quickly run to the center of the arena because his movement was restricted when he was facing the inner wall.

If someone I didn’t know saw it, they would have wondered if they knew how to use space-type magic.

Dyke’s movements were that fast.

If you close your eyes for a moment and open them, you are in a ready posture to punch in front of your nose.

Only after Dyke’s figure is confirmed, the aftermath of the wind caused by his rush attacks the body with time difference.

– Whoaaaaaagh!

“Haap!”

With a short and thick cheering sound, Jeong-jeong puts his feet on the ground and thrusts them out strongly.

As he threw his body away with an almost animalistic movement, Dyke’s fist pierced the inner wall behind where Ed was standing.

-Quaaaaaaaang!

With just one punch, the inner wall collapses. Dust rises again.

If you allow it even once, it’s over. Ziggs’ evaluation was understandably destructive.

Ed Rosteyler rolled unsightly across the dirt floor and changed position toward the center of the arena. And before Dyke straightened his stance, he gathered his mana into the tip of his staff.

Until now, unless it was high-level magic used at the beginning of the war, only skills that did not consume a very burdensome level of mana were used.

But from here on out, Ed Rosteeler also enters the realm of having to bear the burden of horsepower.

The audience swallowed dry saliva.

I could feel the fact that the flow of magic power gathering around Ed was unusual.

Even the spectators who had no knowledge of magical powers could feel that the color of the match itself had changed.

A high-ranking spirit arrives.

A Elemental Weaver who knows how to deal with high-ranking spirits. A wizard who knows how to handle high-level elemental magic.

Even if you can reach one of the two levels, you are known as a gifted child in Sylvania.

But Ed Rosteiler, rightly so, had entered both realms.

The wind winds around the arena.

All of the students of the Ministry of Magic look bewildered. Even the professors of the Ministry of Magic are the same.

Those who have ever practiced magic know what it means to have reached both of these levels at the age of Ed Rosteiler.

As it is, all the dust caused by Dyke’s attack is blown away by the wind.

As the vision returns to normal, the figure of Dyke standing firm also comes into view.

And… what stood in front of Dyke’s eyes was a wolf bigger than most of the houses.

Beyond the cheers, the sound of astonishment echoed through the audience.

There are many students who haven’t seen Merilda summoned by Ed for the first time. However, it is the same that her voice does not come out after witnessing its majesty.

For them… that lofty, high-ranking wind spirit, Merilda, is a good spectacle.

Just by looking at them, their majestic figure arouses admiration.

However, for Dyke Elphelan, that high-ranking wind spirit is an ordeal he must deal with right now.

A monster that blows away dozens of people with just one kick, and destroys buildings with just one release of mana, must be dealt with with just one knuckle in its hand.

Of course, there is no option to run away.

Dyke raised his guard as it was.

Take a deep breath.

Hueup-

ha-

Equanimity resides in the chest.

Amidst the gusting wind and dust, Dyke looked at Merilda with his cold eyes open.

aww –

The wolf’s howl spread throughout the vast arena.

With one swing of his forepaw, which was thicker than the pillars supporting the building, a gigantic gale struck Dyke.

– Quaaaaaaang!

‘Rock Skin’.

Dyke, who used his weak mana to strengthen his body, blocked Merilda’s forepaws while wearing magic that could remove even minor scratches.

– Koo!

The shock felt as if my feet were buried in the ground.

My arm muscles scream, and I feel like I’m going to lose my mind at once from the intimidation.

Even so, Dyke persevered. With only willpower.

“Huh…”

– Kang!

Dyke, who threw off Merilda’s front paws as if she were spilling them, leaped toward the wolf’s mandible with his fists clenched tightly.

It was an honest fist, but the speed was so overwhelming that I couldn’t dodge it.

– Bang!

A powerful blow to the lower jaw caused Merilda’s head to snap to the side.

There is no way a high-ranking spirit can be subdued in one blow. The moment you want to prepare for the follow-up.

– Wedges! Knock!

Should I say that it is truly fortunate that the ‘rock skin’ was manifested in advance?

An arrow flew into Dyke’s belly while he was floating in the air.

It couldn’t pierce the skin, but the shock was transmitted intact.

“Keuuugh!”

When I momentarily shifted my sights to look down, I saw that Ed Roth Taylor, who had put down his staff for a moment, pulled out his bow and fired.

The reason Dyke was careless was that he had habitually assumed a battle with a normal elemental sage.

In the case of fighting by putting the spirits to the fore, the spirits themselves often do not have the ability to fight.

Normally, when the spirits summoned by the spirits were subdued, there were far more cases where the spirits themselves were suppressed as well.

However, on the subject of using high-ranking spirits as combat agents, Ed Rosteyler personally participates in the battle and throws a check.

It is a tricky opponent to the point of feeling unreasonable for a one-on-one duel.

Dyke, who had lost his posture, met Merilda’s terrifying eyes that bent her head again.

– Bang!

In the ensuing blow, it was Dyke who was impaled against the inner wall this time.

The dust rose again, revealing the figure of Dyke, who had collapsed while leaning against the inner wall.

It was a decision in an instant. Merilda’s blow was not something that humans could withstand.

For an instant, silence hung over the entire arena.

However, eventually, as Ed lowered the bow he was aiming at, cheers erupted.

– Wow!

– amazing! A high-ranking elemental wizard, a high-ranking elemental mage… Is this the level of Sylvania these days…!

Princess Sellaha opened her eyes wide in surprise, and Emperor Chloel also rubbed her chin. Even among the talented people directly nurtured by the imperial family, there are few people with such promising potential.

Indeed, I wonder if it is Sylvania, a specialized educational institution.

Just as it was, Ed Roth Taylor was about to finish the duel by closing his bow and canceling Merilda’s summons.

– chin

Dyke Elphelan stands up on a corner of the collapsed rock.

Even after receiving the blow of the high-ranking spirit properly, I was able to stick out my tongue just by standing up without caring about it.

Blood was already flowing from his forehead. He had small scratches all over his body.

However, King Dyke stood up again and raised his guard.

And continue to breathe deeply.

Hueup-

ha-

The audience can’t help but be astonished at that firm posture. No matter what anyone said, the blow from earlier was not something a human could withstand.

“It is not over yet.”

“There is no point in adding more.”

“That is not for you to judge.”

A wound like this is not even a wound.

Dyke said that and looked up at Merilda, who was loftily dominating.

All high-ranking spirits are not something that humans can deal with alone. It’s an opponent that you can’t win even if you’re fully prepared, study your weaknesses, learn the necessary strategy, and then carefully attack.

Dyke knows that too… But he never bows down.

“At that age, he handles high-ranking spirits, uses high-level elemental magic, and his taijutsu is at a high level, and he handles the bow well. Certainly, he deserves to be called a genius of the 3rd year Ministry of Magic.”

“…”

“But, how many geniuses do you think I’ve dealt with so far?”

The blood that flowed from his short-cropped head dripped down his cheek, but that much was not even part of the axis of the wound.

Dyke Elphelan, whenever he faced a genius, he overworked himself to the limit in this way.

“Among them, there were some who casually trampled on me, but there were also many who were dragged down by me in the end.”

“…Senior Dike.”

“I am a person who cannot be easily defeated.”

I entered Sylvania in Class F, and it took me half a year to enter Class E, which everyone else goes to, even though I only practiced without sleep. Even though he practiced while bleeding, he had to stay in the middle or lower grades for another year.

While enduring those miserable years, there are plenty of talented people and geniuses who stepped on Dyke’s head. At first, I tried to count them, but now I stopped even counting because it was pointless.

When geniuses who climb up two or three steps step by step cannot overcome the speed and fall down, Dyke Elferlan climbs one step at a time and sits in the seat of the chief.

This level of difference in strength… couldn’t even be called an ordeal.

As it is, Dyke kicks off the floor.

The target this time is Ed Roth Taylor’s main body. With the guard raised, he lowered his stance and narrowed the distance with Ed as if he were leaping.

Merilda responds with a blast of wind, but slams her legs into the ground, using the axis as the center to withstand the aftermath of the wind. Then, he succeeds in using his knuckles to knock Merilda’s front foot off the ground. Her muscles scream and her body is about to collapse, but she succeeds in reaching Ed’s nose, spattering her blood.

However, the movement of the fist thrown out was too obvious for Ed’s expectations. At some point, a spirit-style ‘poisoning’ is manifested from the dagger embedded in her floor. In an instant, with the sound of an explosion covering the arena, Ed kicks the cane off the floor, pushes it up, and grabs it as it is.

When Ed concentrates and gathers his mana, the high-level wind magic ‘Eye of the Typhoon’ is manifested. The blade-like wind that covers the whole area suppresses Dyke’s movements.

As it is, Dyke is hit by Merilda’s foot and falls out again.

– Bang!

Merilda’s strike, which was lethal even if hit once, was allowed twice.

Bleeding all over, Dyke breathed deeply as he clung to the inner wall.

The audience watched the scene and swallowed dry saliva.

In particular, the students of the combat department had no choice but to bite their teeth tightly against Dyke’s struggle, who was like their pioneer.

Wade Calamore, mingling with the audience, tending to his wounds, closes his eyes.

Ziggs, who is watching the fight against the wall with the student members at the back of the audience, also lets out a small sigh in secret.

Because I knew what would happen next.

Before anyone could worry more, Dyke was already standing up.

He spat out bloody phlegm, then raised the guard again. Take a deep breath.

Hueup-

ha-

Ed Roth Taylor is never easy to beat, even in close combat. You should never think of it as a normal Elementalist.

While carefully closing the distance, even after closing the distance, you have to move quickly as if dealing with a melee warrior.

Dyke hit the floor again with his guard raised, and this time he charged towards Merilda.

As it is, Merilda radiates her magical energy and creates a spirit ceremony – high wind.

Dyke’s body was momentarily enveloped in a feeling of floating, and Dyke, who had become completely immobilized, was hit by Merilda’s forepaw and bounced off again.

Dyke, who had been rolling on the floor several times with dust, took off again as soon as he got his body together.

This time, it’s Ed Rosteeler’s direction. After inducing Merilda to manifest her magic on purpose, she planned to attack Ed’s main body while she was in control.

It’s a crazy plan to take Merilda’s attack once. However, Dyke somehow managed to do it with his willpower. His body seemed to be cut off, and his blood was flowing so that if he was a normal human, he would have to break his heart first… but Dyke didn’t care.

Because he had been doing this over and over again, he was able to acquire this body without any innate talent.

– Bang!

fleeting moment. Dyke Elphelan, who had already reached Ed with his guard up.

The speed of closing the distance far exceeded the normal level. It is unknown how many times the distance was allowed in this single duel.

Even so, there is no agitation in Ed Roth Taylor’s eyes. Even just for that brief moment of eye contact, when he saw his face as calm as that of a beautiful woman, Dyke couldn’t help but swallow his dry saliva.

Ed Rosteyler is a human with melee abilities. An honest fist would never hit me.

As soon as he stood up to stretch out his fist, Ed was already preparing for the next magic manifestation with his dagger held in reverse.

Just like that, the fist that was attached to his side to stretch out——returned to the barrier to set up a guard.

A fake move that predicts the opponent’s quick response. In an instant, Ed’s eyebrows narrowed.

Ed’s plan to block Dyke’s outstretched fist with the impact of ‘Explosive Explosion’ goes awry.

I lowered my stance with the guard raised on the extended dagger, and shook my body downward to avoid it.

‘Weaving’ that continues naturally after the fake action.

Dyke, who succeeded in digging into Ed Roth Taylor’s side, puts his fist into his side.

– Bang!

After the start of the sparring, the first effective hit to Ed Rosteyler.

However, the first hit of Dyke’s attack is a critical hit.

I couldn’t take any action to gather strength because I was mixing fake action and evasion action. However, even with that limiting blow, Ed Roth Taylor’s body went out and fell.

– Quaang!!!

Ed Roth Taylor was slammed into the wall, raising dust.

“…”

However, in Dyke’s hand, the heavy feeling that was felt when an attack was neatly entered did not remain. Rather, only the strange feeling of hitting a wall remained.

The moment he realized that, Dyke frowned. Ed Ross Taylor… In that brief moment, he was convinced that he would be able to take a blow, and turned all his mana to basic defensive magic.

‘Still… he’s fine…!’

First of all, you have to block Merilda’s follow-up. It was a very brief moment, but after finishing adjusting his posture, Merylda turned her heavy head.

The gurgling sound gives goosebumps. Judging by the fact that Merilda’s summons have not been lifted and she is still intact, Ed Roth Taylor has not yet been subdued.

As it was, Dyke tried to take a defensive stance. It was because he was sure that this next attack would come from Merilda, of course.

However, when I saw the dark red magic that wrapped around the arena… I had to change my mind.

‘Aspect magic…!’

The Ministry of Magic professors start to open their eyes wide.

Only Assistant Professor Claire and Professor Kaleid, who knew about Ed’s aspect magic in advance, had a calm face.

Before Dyke, who stood at the center of that magical energy, turned his sights towards Ed again… Dyke was already sucked into Ed’s magical power.

‘Forced Gathering’

There is not even a means of resistance, not even a mutual relationship.

If you use it, it is an absurd level of magic that must be allowed. That is the Aspect Magic that utilizes Aspect Magic.

The magic of the stars, which arbitrarily changes Dyke’s position, is completely incompatible with his fighting style, which emphasizes the flow of close combat.

When he came to his senses, Dyke, who had been sucked into the dust, had to face Ed’s open palm as soon as his field of view changed.

Ed, who changed Dyke’s position at will, jumped up and grabbed his entire face, then put his weight on it and pinned it to the floor.

– Bang!

“Cheer, heo-eok!”

Ed stepped on his chest and pulled out a dagger.

Of course, Dyke, who expected a counterattack from Merilda’s side, did not even resist.

However, after belatedly coming to his senses, he grabbed his knuckles and threw them at Ed, who was sitting on his chest.

– Caang!

Even a random blow would be a fatal blow to Ed. However, Ed is not the kind of person who would be able to take a casual blow while completely blind.

After dodging the swinging knuckles, I brought the dagger to his lower neck.

When the dust was gone, it was already possible to take Dyke’s life right away if he wanted to.

“Heo-euk… hee-euk…”

Both were out of breath.

However, in the appearance of Dyke, who seemed to be completely subdued, there seemed to be no intention of resistance.

Silence reigned among the spectators.

Dyke’s blood spreads profusely. The full number of scars is already beyond count.

“Surrender.”

Not out of arrogance, not intent on threatening.

Ed Rosteyler’s invitation to surrender was… literally just an offer. Dyke Elphelan no longer has the strength to fight Ed. So, I wanted to end the story here.

Dyke heard that, and then he let out a blank laugh.

“I have never surrendered myself.”

“If you do more here, you might get seriously hurt.”

“You must have been seriously injured once or twice. Kkeuk…”

Dyke let out another laugh and gathered all his energy. Soon, even his remaining mana began to bloom together.

‘Balkyung’

It is a simple ignorant magic that brings out the energy of the body to the limit and emits it instantaneously. Since it is close to just throwing in magic power, the efficiency is poor, so there are many magics to replace.

However, Dyke, who had no magical talent, was still using this technique.

– Woe!

The momentarily rising magic power pushes Ed’s body away.

With the sound of Dyke’s shout, the arena is pushed into the heat of battle again.

Dyke, who got up before he knew it, was raising his guard again. In the fierce battle, one knuckle has already been blown away. With the knuckles on the opposite hand only, he raised the guard while bleeding profusely.

Hueup – Haa –

That deep breath is still the same without shaking.

Clevius, who had been watching from the audience with Elvira sitting on his lap, closed his eyes tightly.

Elvira, who was skimming through an alchemy book on her lap, looked at Clevius with a sidelong glance, then snorted.

The same goes for Wade, who was watching from the other side. He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, but there was nothing he could do.

Ziggs also leaned against the wall and stared at the arena.

Not only the students of the Combat Division, but also the students and faculty of the Ministry of Magic and Alchemy… They open their mouths at the sight of Dyke raising his guard while shedding blood.

“Yenika… this… that man…”

“It’s famous among the seniors. He’s the kind of person who never gives up until he faints and falls out.”

“Certainly… Master Ed… is unbelievably strong… But, he’s so badly battered that he attacks…”

Orte Failover was speechless. The figure of Dyke, who never succumbed to this overwhelming difference in power, had the spirit of making the viewer open his mouth.

“Yes, Yenika. I’m trying so hard… Isn’t it okay if I touch my hands a little…? It’s just practice sparring, do I need to press it down like that…?”

Seila Failover looked at Yenika with a worried face.

“You’re attacking with all your heart like that, but isn’t it too… cruel to crush you with that much magic…?”

“That can’t be done, Mom.”

However, Yenika Failover knows.

Ed Rosteyler and Dyke Elphelan glaring at each other with bated breath. Dyke has already whipped his body to the limit, but Ed still has no intention of looking after him.

“It’s never as good as watching.”

Yenica Failover already understood.

In the end-of-semester evaluation, I once gave up the position to Ed, who was working hard to aim for the top spot.

The grown-up smile of Ed Rosteiler that she saw then… was still nestled in Yenica’s heart as a great regret.

Because she is such a Jenika, she understands the feelings of the two better than anyone else.

When Dyke shakes his head at Ed’s invitation to surrender, Ed never touches his hand.

That is the greatest respect Ed can show to Dyke Elphelan.

“Do you know why I never surrender?”

Dyke, who was looking up at the huge wolf spirit with his guard up, spoke first.

Ed, who had picked up his dagger and was preparing for battle, answered.

“Isn’t it because you don’t want to lose?”

“Similar, but different. It wasn’t even for that kind of reason in the first place.”

Dyke closes his eyes and talks.

It was the first time I came to Sylvania as a first grader, and as the worst slacker, I crawled on the floor and followed the class with a clenched jaw.

Geniuses who knew how to handle swordsmanship as soon as they entered school, monsters who can shoot a bow and shoot a hundred arrows, and can even catch a bear in an instant when handling a spear.

In the meantime, living as Dunjae, the reason why I did not throw the white flag in all the fights with my teeth was not so grandiose.

“You’re embarrassing.”

“…”

“I lost to a guy who was shorter than me, to a guy with a lower grade level, to a guy with less training… At first, I was so embarrassed and hated it, so I just gritted my teeth and attacked at random until I was about to lose my mind.”

Dyke laughed and spoke frankly.

“I just lived by hitting and fighting like that, but as I kept repeating it, my classmates and juniors gave it a strange meaning.”

“Do you mean something strange?”

“okay. What… He’s the king of dunes, a man with the guts to rise to the top position with determination and spirit… Anyway, the world is full of people who attach all sorts of meaning to this guy who just gritted his teeth and struggled. Expect as they please, idolize as they please.”

A few drops of Dyke’s blood dripped onto the floor, sucked into the soil.

Even though his body was already full of such bloody wounds, Dyke’s voice was still as usual and unwavering.

“When I came to my senses, this is what it looks like. look at the audience Everyone is staring at you with a light in their eyes. I don’t know what you’re expecting so much from this Dunjae bastard who only knows how to do it until he loses his mind.”

It sounds like you’re annoyed, but instead, there was a subtle smile on Dyke’s face.

“If that’s the case, you can’t be so ugly, can you? Even so, 4th graders are a generation that is said to be a place where only dun-jae gather, but how can a person who can be called the hope of dun-jae appear unsightly and stand out with a white flag. Having lived my whole life, I can easily imagine what kind of frustration my classmates will experience after seeing such a scene.”

Expectations and envy are suddenly piled up on your shoulders one day, regardless of your will.

The weight is so heavy on such a subject, it makes people unable to fall down on their own.

He grabs his wobbly legs and makes him stand up, and raises his arms with his clenched teeth to raise the guard.

Even if it looks like that, you can never touch or look at it. Ambiguous sympathy is a disgrace that could not be more humiliating to someone like Dyke Elphelan.

So, Ed Rosteylor straightened his back.

“come. Geniuses like you have faced dozens of times.”

“Senior Dyke.”

However, Ed Rosteeler knows. Dyke Elphelan was greatly mistaken in an important part.

Just allowing Dyke’s fist, Ed also suffered a great shock. His shirt was frayed here and there, and the bandages that were wrapped around his body were coming off.

And, Ed’s wounds are revealed through the cracks in the loosened bandages.

That’s… proof that he crossed the line many times to acquire high-ranking magic. The flesh distorted by Lucy’s ridiculous amount of magical power was exposed ugly.

Dyke’s brow twisted momentarily.

Dyke, who had been training in a similar way, was recognizable at a glance.

In the first place, it wasn’t even that he made any outstanding achievements from his freshman year. Ed Rosteyler is also a person who climbed the stairs step by step.

Grinding his teeth and pushing himself to the limit, even risking his life several times while following the flow of affairs… Ed pushed himself.

This body, Ed Rosteiler, woefully lacks magical talents.

Rather, it was a body specialized in dexterity and life skills. Nevertheless, Ed crossed the firing line several times and eventually rose to the position of chief.

“Ha… huhu… huhufu…”

Dyke, who had been raising his guard for a moment, let out a meaningful laugh.

“Whoop… whoop whoop…”

He lowers his head, smiles… and then raises his head again. Even though his body was covered in blood, he had a smile on his face.

The moments of frustrated duels after meeting geniuses several times pass by like a kaleidoscope. I didn’t bother showing it, but it was a miserable and painful moment every single time.

“Hehehe… hahahaha!! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!”

That expression of all sorts of emotions became a smile smeared with joy in the end.

“Yes, excuse me…!!! Ed Ross Taylor….!!!”

The usual deep breathing continues. However, you can intuit. It won’t be long before a decision is made.