Genius Gamer, Reincarnated into a Heroic Family Chapter 137
Graduation (2)
Three months. It was a very eventful three months of going to school, but if it was wrapped up like this, I could say that it was definitely over.
After receiving the certificate, Harang finished everything perfectly while preparing to return.
First of all, Lentzes.
At the end of the week of FCT, students’ performance and grades are revealed and outside magical officials have the opportunity to formally contact the students.
Since Harang had graduated from school and was a Kaladan, no wizard approached him.
Of course, he was not waiting for the wizard’s contact. On the contrary, he wanted to recruit one of the outstanding talents he found here as his own.
That’s right, it was Lentjes.
A boy who is a unique wizard who studies retrograde magic and possesses talents that even surprise Harang.
He had been contacted by countless magicians recently because he had used magic against the powers that be during the 99th floor kidnapping incident.
It was a natural thing.
So far, aside from Ainglass’ ‘End’ and Wilzed’s ‘Blue Hole’, no magic has yet appeared that can counter the Guardian’s power!
Meanwhile, a rumor spread that a common boy possessed such magic, and people started sending him love calls from all over.
After graduation, Lentjes’ future looked bright, but in Harang’s eyes, it was not so bright.
“What did the professors say?”
“There were a lot of complaints about why they were all gathered together at once.”
“I told you, those guys are still steeped in a sense of authority, so they treat you like a subordinate. They filter everything out.”
“They said they would give me the qualification to become their disciple.”
“Qualification? You haven’t come to your senses yet. Even if you were to give me the qualifications to become a teacher, I wouldn’t be able to do it.”
“They said that if you enter the Magic Tower, they will support you in researching retrograde magic. They said they will assign you 30 researchers.”
“Then, when the retrograde magic is completed, the name of the magic tower will be higher than your name. It’s an attempt to steal the magic. It’s common for original magic to not be touched like that.”
“The duchy said it would open the way for me to become a court wizard. If I worked hard enough, I could even become a noble.”
“Those guys are the biggest scammers. They pretend to give you something great, but if they say ‘depending on your efforts,’ they really mean they won’t give it to you.”
“Ahem.”
After returning from an exciting chat with the professors and the Daema Tower, Lentjes looked very uncomfortable with Harang’s factual violence.
In fact, it was a face he already knew.
The Magic Tower officials who came to visit wanted ‘my magic’, not ‘myself’.
“As you said, no wizard wants me. I feel a bit, uh.”
At those words, Harang made a regretful expression, but still had a bright expression.
“Still, thanks to the low-minded wizards, my opportunity has come.”
“opportunity?”
As Lenches tilted his head, Harang handed him a business card. It was the business card of the owner of the [Mule Tower], Valenca Mule.
“I am the major shareholder of the Magic Tower. I am pushing it with Kaladan’s funds. Even so, it is still a small-sized Magic Tower, so it is difficult to spread its power among the large Magic Towers… … In this case, wouldn’t it be worth listening to our conditions?”
“You’re saying that the magic tower you’re looking at… …?”
“First of all, I want you as a person, not your magic. Also, the Magic Tower will never try to interfere with your magic. Only your name and your father’s name will be included. Of course, I will provide you with ample support. I know that your magic has great potential. If you use your magic to carry out activities under the name of the Magic Tower, our reputation will also rise, right?”
“… … .”
Lentjes shook his shoulders as he accepted the business card. Well, come to think of it, wasn’t there someone who first discovered the value of ‘me’?
The boy who was the first to acknowledge his magic, which was ignored and despised by all the wizards of Arniel.
“Would you like to hear my story?”
Trying to calm his pounding heart, Lentjes nodded slowly.
If it was Harang, I felt like I could trust her and entrust my magic and my life to her.
* * *
Originally, when children from prestigious families graduated from Arniel and returned home, their families would usually send several carriages in grand style, but of course, this did not apply to Kaladan.
Harang, who had planned to return home alone, had a rather grand return ceremony.
As many as five carriages and ten wizards joined him to escort him, and twelve Arniel knights and thirty warriors guarded the carriages!
Also known as the Arniel Express Carriage.
When it was announced that the Arniel Express carriage, known to only move when transporting high-ranking guests from the magical world, had been dispatched for Kaladan, students and outsiders alike flocked to Harang’s return ceremony to take pictures.
The act of a knight from a renowned swordsman being escorted was a shameful thing in itself, but Harang expressed it as a return home in glory. He packaged it as a virtue of a nobleman who did not refuse the hospitality of Arniel, and acted with dignity.
There were quite a few students who were sad about Harang’s return. Some even shed tears, even though it had only been three months.
Some people said, “Why can’t you just live as a wizard?” forgetting that he was the greatest magician in the world. This also meant that while living in Arniel, Harang put aside his status and acted in a friendly manner.
He responded calmly to questions that would have shocked those around him.
“The life of a wizard is fun, but I must fulfill my duty as a Kaladan.”
Mission and duty!
The story of how he fought against Mines with a sense of duty during the kidnapping incident on the 99th floor of the spire was already famous, so even Harang’s light words were packaged as words with weight.
“Miss. Is it okay if I don’t go?”
“… … .”
Ailka Wilzed shook her head at her maid’s question.
“What are you doing by interfering with the way back? It’ll just cause trouble for the commoners. Only tactless people do that.”
But there was a guy who didn’t have any clue.
Zelka Ainglass. As he walked across from Harang, the commoners retreated in droves.
“… … Harang Paul Caladan.”
“Yeah, Gelka.”
Unlike Jelka, who called her name heavily, Harang had a light-hearted attitude.
Zelka hesitated for a moment, then held out her hand to him.
“I learned a lot from losing to you. I want to tell you that I am truly grateful and sorry.”
“You’re sorry?”
“The reason your life in Arniel was so complicated was mostly because of my involvement. I would like to take this opportunity to apologize.”
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“… … !”
The students all looked shocked at Zelka’s remark. They never expected that the world’s best Zelka Ainglass would put aside his pride, admit his mistakes and defeat, and apologize.
“haha.”
Harang smiled brightly and shook his hand, thinking that the young boy had grown up a little.
It was the first time she had seen Jelka smile like that, so she couldn’t help but be a little surprised. When she looked closely, Harang’s body seemed smaller than she had thought. How much effort had she put in to swing that huge sword with such a small body?
“Still, it was fun.”
“… … I heard you say, ‘The pain that doesn’t kill me makes me stronger.’ That’s a good saying. I’ll remember it.”
Harang was slightly surprised because there was sincerity in Jelka’s eyes as she spoke like that.
What kind of pain must that young boy, only fourteen years old, have gone through to be able to listen to those words?
It was such a trivial remark that any normal teenager would just ignore it.
“Next time we meet, I will try to win by competing with magic.”
“I will also try not to give up.”
After finishing greeting everyone, Harang got into the carriage.
The sight of Arniel’s express carriage leaving the magic school was quickly covered by news articles and spread throughout the magic community around the world.
[Kaladun is escorted by Arniel. What effect will this situation have on the political world?]
[The young lions of Kaladan and Ainglass, what is the meaning of shaking hands?]
[Eventually, Kaladan receives Arniel’s certificate. The movement of the magical world is… ]
[The youngest Arniel graduate ever is from the Knightly Family Kaladan… … .]
[On whether there is room for improvement in the relationship between the two forces… … .]
* * *
Headmaster Balders said that Arniel’s express carriage would be boring.
Harang couldn’t agree with that.
The special carriage was escorted by an eight-star knight. How often do you get the chance to meet such a master, one of the very few in the world?
Although there are often eight-star masters within the Kaladan family, I really wanted to meet a master outside of Kaladan at least once.
“… … You said you wanted to hear about swordsmanship?”
“I’m curious about what the swordsmanship of a master who has reached the 8th level would be like.”
“haha.”
The knight’s name was Gilex. He was an 8-star master, but he smiled awkwardly, probably not expecting the Foldun Knight of Kaladan to talk to him about swordsmanship since he grew up in a magical family.
“Compared to the world’s greatest swordsman, this is nothing more than a paltry swordsmanship.”
“No. Swordsmanship is not important. No matter how great a swordsmanship you learn, if the swordsman wielding it is weak, it is meaningless. Even if you learn a swordsmanship that doesn’t seem great, if the user is strong, it is still great swordsmanship.”
“What’s important is the skill of the one wielding the sword… That’s what you’re saying.”
“I think so.”
Gillex nodded, because it was a good word. It was also a word meant to show respect for himself, so he felt good for no reason. What knight wouldn’t feel good when Kaladan respects him?
Although he was raised as a knight and trained by a magic family, he was ultimately a swordsman. He couldn’t help but admire Kaladan.
“For me, swordsmanship is the power to protect. That’s why my stance is biased toward defense.”
Unlike Kaladan, who always seemed to be shooting forward, Gillex stood still, heavy as a mountain.
“Fighting to protect someone is a burden, so I don’t pursue explosive power to cut down many enemies at once. I pursue a still swordsmanship that defeats all enemies in front of me without moving a single step from the spot. That is the swordsmanship I think of.”
“……Incredible.”
“Is that so? I don’t know. I learned swordsmanship from birth to protect someone… … Sometimes I want to learn a more brutal swordsmanship like Kaladan.”
“Rather, I want to learn the swordsmanship that will protect me.”
At Harang’s words, Gilex stroked his chin. Indeed, it seemed as if the story of him throwing his body from the spire and fighting the mine was not a lie, as he showed deep interest in the swordsmanship he was trying to protect.
“You must be bored and have nothing to do on the way. Would you like to try sword fighting to see what it feels like?”
“… … Is that okay?”
“This is no different from Ainglass’ swordsmanship, but isn’t it true that demonstrating swordsmanship isn’t teaching vision?”
Feel! Even if you just learn what static swordsmanship feels like, it will help you a lot.
Harang nodded with sparkling eyes. He really wanted to know what kind of swordsmanship it was to protect someone.
From that day on, Harang sparred lightly with Gilex and developed a new sense of swordsmanship. Since the escort knights were all 7-star knights except Gilex, he often challenged them to sparring matches.
Overwhelming difference in skill.
At first, he couldn’t even endure a single sword strike and fell, but after a day and three days, he was able to endure three sword strikes.
Of course, that was possible because he didn’t even bother to show his life, but it was surprising enough that he didn’t get knocked out in one go by a seven-star swordsman.
The difference in weight between a 4-star test and a 7-star test is so significant that it is like a child’s and an adult’s. No matter how much an adult lets them off, it is impossible for a child to endure and endure three attacks.
Whenever the carriage stopped in a village and had even a moment to rest, Harang would immediately swing his sword.
The night the full moon rose brightly.
As Gilex watched Harang dancing under the moonlight, he felt a strange and mysterious feeling.
His black and white ponytail sparkled and created beautiful lines when it was illuminated by the moonlight.
‘You’re wielding an overly sharp sword at such a young age.’
A bloodline of Kaladan who is honest, just, flexible, and willing to learn from everyone regardless of status.
What a unique being this is.
Has such an irregular ever appeared among the bloodlines of a so-called prestigious family?
At least not as far as Gillex knew.
They were not ordinary nobles, but families with prestigious titles, so they were steeped in the sense of superiority of their privileged class that they never bowed down to those of lower status than themselves.
For Gilex, who was growing tired of the elite ideology of a noble family that believed they were chosen by heaven, Harang’s existence felt very refreshing.
‘It’s a shame that I can’t teach you my swordsmanship, but even if I don’t, you will gain enlightenment on your own.’
As soon as he met Gilex’s static swordsmanship and swordsmanship, Harang would absorb even that feeling and completely integrate it into Kaladan’s swordsmanship. It would not be an easy task, but with his talent, it would be possible.
‘I am teaching swordsmanship to a young boy who may one day become an enemy of the family I am loyal to… … .’
Although it was an act that went against my loyalty to my lord, I somehow found myself drawn in this direction.
‘I don’t know anymore either.’
* * *
“… … What are you going to do?”
Late at night.
Even Harang, who had been training, fell asleep from exhaustion. The seven-star knights were still guarding him, keeping their eyes wide open and on guard.
The five pillars of the ‘Gusaryeon’, a mercenary group that had gathered to kidnap Harang, were in a very difficult situation.
The village where Harang was currently staying was small, so the security was not very good, but the escort of Arniel’s special carriage was the problem.
“Gillex is a problem, but there’s also an 8-star battlemage inside the carriage.”
“… … There’s nothing I can’t win, right?”
Since all five members of the Gusaryeon are 8-star members, if they were to engage in battle, they would be able to easily take down Gilex and the Battle Mage.
With 11 7-star knights excluding Gillex and 30 high-level swordsmen working together to attack, it might be a bit dangerous, but it was a fight that could not be lost.
However, there is one problem.
“Not satisfied with touching Kaladan, you want to touch Arniel too?”
The force that was escorting him was Arniel’s.
“Lianju. Think again. This is too dangerous. To be honest, the chances of surviving Kaladan are slim to zero, and if Arniel comes out too… … .”
“… … .”
Gu Sa-ryeon-ju was silent for a moment and then looked up at the sky.
The dazzling moonlight was gradually beginning to lose its light as it was obscured by dark clouds that had begun to approach.
“No, I will do it.”
“Lianju!”
“Think carefully. We have no way to live anyway. The Southern Kingdoms Alliance will never let us live. If we are destined to die, it wouldn’t be bad to try something and die. Besides, rather than being thrown into a pit and dying a dirty death… … .”
Lian Zhu took out the sword from his bosom.
A pure white sword ring rose from his sword, which had been through many hardships and rolled around on the battlefield for decades.
The ultimate aura, Sword Ring, that only masters of 7 stars or higher can use.
The brilliant light, sharp enough to easily shatter the sword of a four-star inspector, shot out ominously.
“… … The moment the moonlight is obscured by dark clouds, Harang Paul Caladan is kidnapped.”
At his calm words, the members of the GusaRyeon steeled their resolve and each took out their weapons.
“For the sake of the old people.”
“For the sake of the old people… … .”
Finally, the moonlight is obscured by dark clouds.
A night of complete darkness has come.
