EP.44 Class observation (3)
Hound, the royal hunting dog.
They are different from regular articles.
A typical knight carries a spear sword to deal with the devil’s army. That spear knife is trained to kill demonic beasts. A knight always deals with the enemies of the kingdom.
Since the enemy of the kingdom was the Demon King’s Army, the place where the spear knife is directed must also be the Demon King’s Army.
However, Hound is different.
The hound’s spear knife is pointed at the human.
The royal hound deals with traitors who have sold their souls to demons. Even if he does not sell his soul, he points the tip of his sword at those who rebel against the will of the royal family.
There is no mercy in the swords of the hounds.
No matter how famous a noble he is, he is nothing more than prey to the Hound.
Their weapons exist to deal with fellow humans. Only those skilled in hand-to-hand combat can become Hounds.
“hound···.”
Professor of Combat Magic, McHeart.
He recalls the adjective given to hounds.
‘Master of hand-to-hand combat.’
Whether it’s one-on-one or one-on-many, as long as the opponent is a person, they don’t put up their weapons.
‘A hunting dog that bites persistently.’
Once I set my sights on my prey, I never lose sight of it.
These are the people who drag even the nobles who fled abroad.
and.
“…The natural enemy of wizards.”
The last modifier attached.
Machart pronounced it out loud.
The wizard’s natural enemy.
There is a reason why hunting dogs are called that.
Of those who become renegades, nine out of ten are wizards. And, it is the hound’s job to hunt down traitors. The hounds did their job well.
‘No matter what class they are, wizards lose their value the moment they stand in front of a hound.’
Wizards, Summoners, and even Battle Mages.
You can’t escape the hound’s teeth.
No matter how good the Battle Mage was in close combat, he was nothing compared to the Hound, who only studied hand-to-hand combat while holding a sword.
Surely, that would be the case.
visor!
“·····.”
Machart looked ahead with blank eyes.
The Hound is swinging a sword. It is difficult to even follow the tip of the knife with your eyes. It is a speedy sword that is difficult to even estimate.
However, that sword cannot cut anything.
Cut into the air. It gets blocked by something and bounces off.
The sound of “Chang” rings out later.
The Hound steps back.
The tip of the sword is drawn low. Raising her head, she glares at her prey. McHart also looked in the same direction as the Hound.
“·····.”
There is a girl who pulls down her gloves without saying a word.
She reaches back and ties up her hair. Shows a gap in front of the hunting dog.
There is no way the hunting dog would miss that gap.
A man rushes in. He swings his sword. However, the results are no different from before.
Kang!
The girl stretches her feet. The soles of her shoes clash with the blade. What bounces away is the hunting dog’s knife.
It was like that from before.
‘why.’
The gloves the girl is wearing are ordinary.
It just looks like a leather glove. However, the gloved girl boldly reaches out for her sword. Throws away her sword and tries to grab it.
‘I.’
The hunting dog’s sword is sharp.
Every time you blink, slash after slash is added. McHart, what if you face that knife? I am confident that I will not be able to endure even a single sum of it.
‘What are you looking at?’
However, girls are different.
She knocks the blade away. She lightly flicks her wrist, and her spell flashes and the blade pushes out.
McHart’s eyes widen.
See their fight in sight.
visor!
However, it is still not visible.
A fight that takes place so far away that the criminal is not even allowed to see it.
visor!
The moment the blade collides with the glove, light flashes. As McHeart, it is impossible to know what spell or how it is manifested. I can’t even guess.
fast.
It’s just fast.
I stared at it in fascination for a moment, and when I came to my senses, several attacks had already taken place.
“That doesn’t make sense…”
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McHeart muttered helplessly.
It didn’t make sense. There is no other way to express it than that.
McHart sees the girl.
The girl’s skin is smooth. There are no calluses. There is no way he has muscles.
Next, McHart sees a hunting dog.
The hound’s arms are full of stab wounds. Developed fine muscles are visible. He gives off the vibe of a veteran who has experienced numerous battles.
With a girl who seemed far from fighting.
The Hound, who is said to be a master of hand-to-hand combat, faces off.
The outcome of that fight is easy to imagine. With just one hit, the girl goes out. being suppressed Such a scene is clearly depicted before McHeart’s eyes.
However, what is the reality?
visor!
It’s a whistle.
No, the girl is overwhelming. The hunting dog is pushed back little by little. I begin to retreat into the forest. The girl runs after him.
The aspect of the fight has suddenly changed.
What runs away is a hunting dog.
The girl chasing him is a girl.
“her···.”
Machart let out a laugh.
Think of the girl’s name.
Rania van Trias.
A new professor and a young wizard with no battlefield experience. Moreover, it is a wizard class that is far from actual combat.
McHart erases that thought.
Replacing an erased space is a completely different word.
Battle Mage.
That one word was enough.
“haha.”
The laugh that escapes from the corner of my mouth grows bigger.
McHart recalls what he said to Professor Rania.
“under.”
McHart wiped his face.
“It’s like laughing in front of a tiger’s maw.”
2.
A member of the Hound.
Kalt suddenly feels a sense of discomfort. The more I swing the sword, the more the sense of discomfort increases.
What are you dealing with?
A girl who looks to be about twenty years old.
She is a girl with impressive gray hair. Her identity is well known to Kalt.
‘A disciple of Elder Rossel and a professor at Aplia.’
Rania van Trias.
He is an alumnus of the person who benefited from Kalt’s grace, and if I were to be specific, he is perhaps his younger brother.
‘I was planning to hit him with the back of a knife and knock him out.’
Therefore, I tried to conduct the interrogation as gentlemanly as possible by knocking him out without injuring him. However, Kalt realized how inconsistent that idea was.
‘I’m being pushed.’
This is not a situation where you can just ignore it.
Even though I’m doing my best, I’m getting pushed back.
Since retreating from the battlefield, there have been only a handful of enemies who have fought with all their might. Kalt was an excellent swordsman and skilled in practical combat.
One or two wizards like this.
You should be able to subdue it without blinking an eye.
‘Keeps pushing.’
I just can’t keep the momentum.
The sword that is swung bounces away. Thinking it was a gap, the trajectory of the knife I threw out was bent.
‘Rather, they are watching over there.’
If you have that level of skill, you can grab a knife and break it.
It would be even easier to explode Kalt’s head or send a spell into its abdomen.
However, it doesn’t do that.
It seems as if Kalt himself is waiting for him to lower his sword.
From that appearance, Kalt feels familiar.
‘This.’
Kalt narrows his eyes.
My intuition as a tracker is on edge.
‘···Isn’t it similar to his fighting style?’
They are different from wizards who introduce themselves as battle mages and only imitate that person. Their movements give the feeling of a spell being dragged around their bodies.
However, the girl in front of me is different.
Order comes first. The body comes next. However, there is little difference between the two. Everything happens simultaneously.
Stretch out your arms. The spell on the forearm is released.
Mana naturally resides in those arms.
Shake your fist. The spell on the knuckles of the fingers is released and accelerates the fist. At the same time, the flashing light makes it impossible to know what spell is being activated.
‘It is perfect.’
The movement is concise.
There is no waste.
It is an efficient movement that has been refined to the limit.
‘ah.’
Kalt met numerous battle mages.
As colleagues or enemies.
But Kalt never once felt that they were similar to him.
however.
I feel something similar with the girl in front of me.
‘This.’
Only this girl is qualified to call herself a Battle Mage. And, as far as Kalt knows, that qualification only belongs to one person.
Dang.
Kalt immediately put down his sword.
I raised both hands. At the same time, the girl also stops moving.
“···?”
She tilts her head slightly and looks at Kalt.
“haha···.”
Kalt laughed as he looked at the girl.
‘It’s really hard to believe, but…’
Kalt, the tracker, accepts everything as information. The person he saw on the battlefield and the girl in front of him resembled even their slightest habits.
“I was wondering where you had been.”
Kalt smiled bitterly and said.
“Was that what you were doing, boss?”
relation.
The girl flinched at that word and trembled.
And then he slowly opens his mouth.
“…I’m not Raniel.”
“Well, I didn’t even mention the name Raniel, did you, sir?”
“Oh shit, this bastard is doing the Judo newspaper again, ah…”
“Tap,” the girl slaps her forehead.
“You are still the same, Raniel.”
A benefactor I haven’t seen in a long time.
Kalt smiled bitterly at the completely different appearance of his superior.
3.
Kalt entered deep into the forest and cut down two trees. Raniel and Kalt each sat on the two stumps created in that way.
The conversation started without anyone taking the lead.
Raniel expressed to the end that he was not Raniel, but Kalt only snorted.
In the end, after Kalt made an oath on mana, the conversation continued smoothly.
“So, are you saying that this is an underground waterway… and that it was discovered during the Aplia terrorist incident?”
“It’s like that.”
Kalt sees what was handed over to Raniel.
It is a sealed altar. This was definitely the magic I felt from Raniel.
“Whoa…”
Kalt let out a deep breath as if he had taken a breather.
“Wow, I’m really glad.”
“what.”
“If your superior became a traitor… wouldn’t it be terrible to even imagine?”
Kalt’s shoulders trembled as he imagined the moment when the gray wizard became an enemy of the royal capital.
‘Someone will stop that monster.’
Even if all of the Hounds attack him by surprise, it is doubtful whether he will be able to inflict even a single wound. Such a person is a demon…
‘No, does he want to make a direct contract with the devil?’
Let’s assume that you become a traitor by signing a contract with a demon king, or at least a demon of the Four Heavenly Kings level.
‘It’s terrible to even imagine.’
Just thinking about it made me shiver.
As Kalt was shaking his head, suddenly Raniel opened his mouth.
“Are you really going to go somewhere and not talk?”
“I said I wouldn’t do it. “You even swore to Mana, why do you keep doing this?”
“Hey, how can I go and say something so embarrassing that I ended up like this…?”
Kalt glanced at Raniel.
Long gray hair and blue eyes hidden between thin eyelashes.
‘Definitely, I can’t get used to it.’
It was quite different from how he remembered his superior. Regardless of his gender, let’s start with his impression.
“···I owe you a lot to my superior, so I won’t report it separately. “It looks like you have complicated circumstances.”
“It’s none of your business anymore.”
“···I won’t say anything anyway.”
Kalt scratched the back of his head.
“How much do I owe to Raniel, how can I spread this around?”
“Do you owe me something?”
“When I said I was retiring, didn’t you and Knight Commander Siegfried write a letter of recommendation?”
Kalt recalls old memories.
Memories of the attack by Ganicalt, the sword of death, one of the Four Heavenly Kings. At that time, Kalt was poisoned by magic energy by cutting his shoulder with Ganikhalt’s sword.
He was able to survive thanks to the saint’s treatment, but…
The magic poisoning at that time left Kalt with serious injuries.
‘There is no problem in swinging the sword, and a certain level of demonic energy is tolerable…’
It was no longer possible to survive in the Demon World, which was saturated with demon energy. When he decided to retire, it was his boss at the time, Lani El, who wrote him a letter of recommendation.
-You have a dog nose.
A word that suddenly came to me while I was packing my bags. Thinking of those words, Kalt smiled bitterly.
-Why do you talk like that?
-Oh what the f*ck. A day or two? Anyway, your nose is nice. Traitors are found like ghosts.
-···Because it’s a tracker.
-Then you can work here.
A letter of recommendation that was suddenly thrown at me.
-Thank you for your hard work. It helped a lot too.
Even if I spend my entire life, I will not be able to repay the favor I received back then.
Kalt, who was a commoner, would not have been able to do much after retirement.
“…Thanks to you, I am living without any shortcomings.”
“Where is that to my credit? You are proud of your abilities. “Even if it weren’t for me, when you get discharged, people from all over the place would be trying to catch you.”
It’s better to work in the royal capital than to join another assassin’s guild.
Raniel clenched his chin while muttering that.
“Besides, you had a hard time dealing with demonic beasts, but there was no one better than you when it came to hunting demons and dealing with humanoid demonic beasts.”
“Haha, thank you for saying that.”
He is always the same person.
Although his appearance has changed, his subtly caring tone remains the same.
‘Even though he speaks a bit harshly, he is secretly kind.’
Kalt stood up with a faint smile.
“store?”
“Shouldn’t we report it before it gets bigger?”
“What about McHeart?”
“I’m thinking about that. Are you suspected of being a traitor?”
“No, definitely not a traitor.”
“Then what should we do?”
Raniel does not answer that question.
Instead, he stood up and stood in front of Kalt. In the past, we were similar in height, but not anymore.
It looks like Raniel is looking up.
She tilted her head slightly and stretched out her hand.
“Well, what are you doing?”
“Just stay still.”
He then places his hand on Kalt’s chest.
Thin fingers tickle Kalt’s chest muscles.
“···Why are you doing that?”
“Hey, Kalt.”
“yes?”
“You f*cking idiot, how many times have I warned you not to start cutting me?”
uh?
“Just say it.”
The fingers touching my chest sparkle and shine.
Smite.
Coo!
“100 million!”
With a sigh, Kalt fell to his knees.
Raniel smiled as he looked at Kalt, who was clutching his chest and screaming.
“You divided the power by ten, damn it. “Don’t be harsh.”
“No, why would you hit a person with a bang in the chest! “What are you going to do if you get hit in the solar plexus?”
“The bastard who cut his boss has a lot to say.”
“They said it doesn’t matter when!”
Tears came out.
Kalt coughed and looked up at Raniel. She extends her hand, still smiling.
With a tap, a thin finger touches my forehead.
“Why should I do it on my head instead of my chest?”
gulp.
Kalt swallowed dryly and shook his head. It is dozens of times better to hit her in the chest than to hit her in the head.
‘He was originally like this.’
Kalt shed a tear at the fact that he had momentarily forgotten.
“Kalt.”
“Yes, Raniel.”
“That shock I just felt.”
“···yes.”
“That’s it, Machart… no, tell the professor the same thing when you interrogate him.”
Kalt tilted his head.
“…Didn’t you just say you’re not a traitor?”
“That message belongs to a traitor. It’s very nasty. In my opinion, some interrogation is needed.”
“Ah, yes…”
4.
“McHart Krefeld.”
Hound, Kelt, returns from the forest and stands in front of Machart. He looks somewhat tired.
“Just as I said, I need you to follow me. “You will be subjected to a light interrogation, so prepare.”
“Sleep, wait! “Just now, that Professor Rania was a traitor and all!”
“It was my misunderstanding.”
He spoke briefly and just shook his head.
McHart was handcuffed without knowing what was happening and taken away by Kelt.
“What is it, Professor McHart…?”
“turncoat? Just like that…”
Passing through the whispering students, McHart is pulled into a carriage. In front of the carriage, there is a girl who is being treated very kindly by the knights.
“···Professor Rania?”
“Ah, Professor McHart.”
She smiles warmly and faces McHeart.
The encounter is brief. Professor Rania waved Mac Hart’s hand as he watched him get into the carriage.
“I’m sorry, Professor!”
···What are you sorry for?
Machart tilted his head, then realized something.
‘Are you saying you’re sorry for not understanding today’s teaching?’
I was just trying to get a Mac.
Compared to the girl’s movements, it was really insignificant, so it was natural that I couldn’t understand it.
‘And yet you say you’re sorry for not being able to learn.’
The warm heart of a good person can sometimes make even a petty person realize something.
“···I’m more sorry.”
Machart mumbled and got into the carriage.
Eventually, the carriage departs.
Because of that, Machart did not hear Professor Rania’s last words.
“But, Professor, don’t you feel sorry for me too?”
The words were scattered in the air with no one listening.
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