A flower bed full of daisies.
Under the large tree, Bianca’s principal, Celeste, prayed sincerely for blessings to come to Adela, Leon, and Sofia.
“The wind of Zephyrus in Bianca will guide you.”
At the end of the annual prayer event. Bianca’s students.
Less evil-
Put your feet together in moderation.
Good!
I did the ritual by placing my hands diagonally on my chest.
– May the wind lead you!
With one heart and one mind.
Let nearly a thousand students shout as one. Adela, the party leader, slowly looked around at the gathered students and then opened her mouth.
“… … May the wind lead you.”
“The three students participated in the national competition as representatives of Bianca and Italy. “It is an indescribably glorious thing.”
Although she was now approaching middle age, Bianca’s principal, Celeste, looked at most in her 30s. That’s proof that the mana she possesses is enormous.
But even she, a veteran who had gone through many hardships, respected Adela’s party.
“You will be an example to students and hunters throughout Italy. Please approach with the mindset that you are with us.”
Let the principal, who is as high as the sky at the academy, bow his upper body and bow. Sophia fiddled with her glasses in embarrassment.
“Bianca said, wow, the odds of winning are pretty high…” … I think. At least… … .”
Leon naturally covered Bianca’s mouth and then looked at Celeste and smiled.
“I will work with Adela to help Bianca win.”
The National Competition was a festival for the entire nation in which first-year students enrolled at the academy competed against each other to show off their national power through individual battles.
The nation’s pride is literally at stake in the only remaining battle.
“… … Adela student? As head of Bianca’s party and representative of Italy, do you have any last words to say?”
Celeste, with a smile on her face, asked in a kind voice. Adela looked not at the students around her, but into their eyes.
The emotion in their eyes is one of longing. But Adela felt very uncomfortable with that feeling.
Why?
What feelings are blooming in your heart right now?
But Adela soon stopped thinking. There was no need to organize his words.
“… … jeon. “I don’t deserve your respect, your admiration or anything else.”
Adela chose to tell everything honestly.
But Celeste was not embarrassed or surprised by the answer. He asked kindly with a rather curious look on his face.
“That’s unexpected. Miss Adela… … . “Is there any reason you think so?”
Nod.
Adela felt the hearts of those cheering her on. But she, Adela, did not want to respond to their sincerity.
“I am… … “Returning to Bianca and participating in national competitions.”
okay.
What was the reason you returned to Italy?
“… … There was no cause.”
That was purely for myself.
Adela thought only of herself to the point of being selfish.
Dried up feelings.
A heart-pounding battle.
The only time Adela could feel beautifully shining emotions in a colorless world was during intense battles.
“I want to fight the strong. I want to fight… … . “It started with such a whim.”
Adella turned her head and looked at the portal. He actually felt at ease because he could not feel the students’ longing eyes looking at him.
“So I am someone who should not have your respect.”
Adela thought she had come to take advantage of Bianca. Even if this national competition ended immediately, Adela planned to return to Gaon.
‘… … okay.’
The sincerity that Bianca’s students sent to her, who returned to her home country just to take advantage of this opportunity, was too heavy.
“Hmm, I see.”
However, Principal Celeste smiled slightly and spoke softly to Adela, who turned around.
“Miss Sophia, the clerk, was right. I heard that Miss Adela has changed a lot… … .”
Grinning.
“Enough to touch everyone’s passionate sincerity. “Your frozen heart is definitely thawing.”
I flinch.
Adela, who was entering the portal, stopped. Principal Celeste’s voice was soft, but had a strange power that penetrated the essence.
“But Miss Adela?”
Celeste called Adela.
Celeste spoke in a calm voice to Adela, who did not turn around.
“Heavy, heartfelt emotions aren’t everything. Even lukewarm. Cold isn’t all bad either. And that… … “You too.”
To Adela, Celesta’s words seemed like a riddle that she could never understand.
Is it because of that? Instead of answering, Adela muttered something else.
“… … May the wind lead you.”
Bianca’s greeting that she hopes the wind of blessings will guide you following the guidance of Zephyrus.
Celeste looked at Adela’s back and smiled more kindly than ever.
“May the wind lead you.”
Afterwards, the students’ voices echoed again like an echo. Adela passed through the portal and strengthened her resolve again.
‘… … I’m giving it my all.’
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Adela planned to burn all the flames this time so that she would never regret it again.
* * *
Skyscraper Academy.
At the top of a huge building with more than 100 floors, Geomshin laughed bitterly while holding a pipe in his mouth.
“The last of the national competition. Ryujin, you know, right? “I have high expectations for this competition?”
Tub- Phew-
As the sword with his pipe in his mouth blew out a long puff of smoke, Ryujin nodded with a stern expression.
“I know.”
What is the best result he talks about? Winning the national competition?
no. Absolutely not.
Ryujin knew his teacher.
A result just like that couldn’t have been Geomshin’s goal.
So the best hunter in China? Or is it the extreme level of swordsmanship that even the swordsman has not yet reached?
Whatever it is.
Ryujin couldn’t admit it.
[think carefully. Even if things work out well and the greed of the swordsman is fulfilled… … How old will your younger brother be at that time? huh?]
For Liu Ming.
No, Ryujin didn’t have time.
‘Even at this moment… … .’
Liu Ming was spending every minute and every second in hell, relying on the machine. He could no longer endure and put off this terrible reality.
‘Liu Ming is suffering.’
For what?
Is this why that poor little child is suffering?
[How many years did we spend that important and precious time… … Are you going to make me spend my time in the hospital room?]
okay.
It wasn’t even for the grand cause of saving the world. It wasn’t like there was no way.
Rebellion’s villain was right.
Geomshin, who was an 8th grade hunter, has the power to cure Liu Ming.
[I’m talking about a sick person. Huh~? Dirty and disgusting guys… … .]
So why is Liu Ming still having such a difficult time?
If only one person allows it.
If only one person changed their mind.
Liu Ming was able to escape the pain.
“… … “Master.”
Ryujin called Geomsin with the word “teacher,” which is rarely used.
“okay. Huuu-.”
Did he anticipate what Ryujin would say? The swordsman let out a breath and laughed bitterly.
“Tell me quickly. “I called him teacher at best, but you should listen to him.”
It was as if he had already predicted what request he would ask.
“… … “Yesterday I received information from an organization called Rebellion.”
Perhaps that’s why his expression didn’t change even when Ryujin’s story was so shocking.
“Ryujin! you! What does that mean!?”
“Hey, this might be a bit misleading!?”
Party members Wei Lin and Han Seol-ah shouted from afar, but Ryu Jin didn’t care. Instead, she got down on her knees, which she had never done before, and made an earnest request.
“… … please. “Please treat Liu Ming.”
Geomsin found Ryujin’s behavior really surprising. Why does a proud man who will not give up his will even if a knife is held to his own throat, feel so much pain over his younger brother’s affairs?
“It’s Rebellion’s information… … “Is this action because of that request?”
Seup-
After taking a deep breath, Geomshin exhaled smoke and smiled bitterly as he looked down at Ryujin.
“okay. Let’s assume that the information is correct. “If I help Liu Ming get better, what can you give me?”
When Ryujin, who was kneeling, looked up at him, Geomshin asked in an emotionless voice.
“Tell me. “Ryujin, what can you give me?”
Let Geomshin act as if he acknowledges it. Wei Lin couldn’t bear it anymore and without realizing it, she got caught between the two.
“Oh, Sword God! Then, you really have the power to save Liu Ming… … .”
“hey! “Come here and intervene!”
Han Xue’er stopped Wei Lin with a thoughtful look on his face, but he did not get angry at the Sword God.
“I’m just saying let’s make that assumption. Even if you have that power. “You have nothing to give me.”
The swordsman shook off the ash from his pipe and spoke with an uninterested expression.
“… … A promise at best? But that doesn’t mean the price is right.”
Geomshin looked down at Ryujin.
Ryujin looked up at Geomshin.
Geomshin’s eyes were colder than any eyes Ryujin had ever seen.
“Can’t you hear? “You asked what you could give me.”
Ryujin was unable to answer Geomshin. As Geomshin said, all she can give is a short story that ends up being a promise at best.
Geomshin saw right through Ryujin’s heart. The only answer Ryujin can give at this moment is a long silence.
“Right. “Is that silence your answer?”
Geomsin muttered as he left the place, leaving behind the kneeling Ryujin.
“… … good night. “Let’s postpone the story until after the national competition.”
* * *
Gaon’s insolvency.
Eunah Kim activated the portal zone she had installed sometime ago.
Wow!
From an ordinary clubroom to a portal zone.
This was only possible at a national level institution. Normally, I would have had to leave for the competition through the portal with the students seeing me off.
Shin Yu-seong. Eunah Kim. Sumire
Amy and Velvet, who claimed to be babysitters, were the only ones who saw the trio off.
“The principal is also amazing. They said they would invite all Gaon students to attend as spectators. It’s actually quite big. Now, Velvet~ I have to tell everyone to have a nice trip.”
“Kyokyo,” said Amy, smiling and waving her hand. Velvet, dressed as an Orca, waved her hand with all her might.
fantasy,
