Admission is a waste of time (143)
Lesson 29. The truth will be revealed someday – 3
Ketra, the dark elf who happened to be my first opponent in a random match, declared with a subtle expression while holding a dagger in both hands.
“I’m sorry, but I can’t give in.”
“Yes? Of course.”
Ban Yu-won responded dumbly to those words.
I already knew this guy was weird… … but what else is there to be sorry about?
“I’m not bragging, but I’m pretty good at mock constellation battles. Considering our friendship, I think it wouldn’t matter if I lost once… … But even so, I don’t want to lose to you.”
Indeed, is it because he doesn’t want to lose even though losing doesn’t affect his grades, and so he feels sorry to Ban Yu-won?
Ban Yu-won felt his mind slipping into the astral plane and barely managed to hold on.
As expected, he was unable to understand the human named Ketra from beginning to end.
“It’s okay, just do what you can. As Professor Zenon said, winning or losing doesn’t matter.”
Even if Je-eun Ban-yu-won could skillfully use his powers within the space of Orb, he never thought that he could defeat Ketra, who had already been attending Zeno’s lectures for more than a semester.
“Yeah, winning or losing doesn’t matter. You’re right. Even if I win this duel, it’s not like I can get Mira back… … .”
“uh…….”
He looks like a handsome guy, but why does he talk like a lunatic?
Ban Yu-won looked at Ketra’s half-corpse face and wondered what on earth had made this man like this.
“I’m sorry, junior. It was all a lie.”
Ketra, who noticed that Ban Yu-won was frowning, quickly controlled her expression and spoke.
Ban Yu-won was astonished and drew his sword, wondering if he wanted to maintain his friendship with her even in this situation.
“Let’s start sparring.”
“Okay, sorry.”
The next moment, Ketra was standing behind Ban Yu-won.
There was no sign or signal of anything.
“But the lie is true.”
A sharp dagger slit Ban Yu-won’s neck.
“Everything I said to my junior… … Ugh?!”
-visor!
The sight of the beheaded Ban Yu-won disappeared as if melting into water.
Of course, it wasn’t a changeling or anything like that, but an illusion borrowed from Eve through resonance.
Even if he hadn’t prepared in advance, in this space, Ban Yu-won was able to read all surrounding situations in real time and respond accordingly.
Recognize everything around you, including yourself, as a concept, grasp it immediately, and create a flow of concepts to respond to it, turning a disadvantage into an advantage.
Because that was the essence of the swordsmanship that Ban Yu-won created.
‘A force that surpasses dizziness… … This is real. I can even feel the Hyeonsin Gong reacting. The rest is just analyzing this, maximizing its efficiency, and practicing Hyeonsin Gong so that it can actually be used.’
Golden mana was fluttering in the air.
It was a mana of the same color as Ban Yu-won’s aura, an energy that Ban Yu-won created on the spot while dreaming of something more than dizziness.
It is an energy that is optimized for the swordsmanship he is currently using – it reacts to his imagination more sensitively than telekinesis, creates concepts, and strengthens all of them to the extreme.
-Kak!
“Huh!”
Before he knew it, Ban Yu-won’s sword, which had been attacking Ketra from behind, was blocked by Ketra’s twin swords, which reacted quickly.
I’ve known for a long time that I couldn’t overpower Ketra with my physical abilities.
But what about the current Ban Yu-won who is perfectly handling the Origin Sword?
What if he were the current Ban Yu-won, who could create an aura beyond dizziness, amplifying every concept he creates to the extreme?
“Are you a freshman?!”
In the air, the two men’s weapons clashed ceaselessly, creating a loud noise.
Both of them were emitting auras with their swords, but the quality was clearly higher on Ban Yu-won’s side.
To Ketra, who was groaning in bewilderment, Ban Yu-won shrugged his shoulders and responded.
“In this space, imagination is more important than actual ability. That’s why you were able to completely hide your presence and take me by surprise.”
“That’s ridiculous, this is only the second time you’ve been here and you’ve already imagined a power that’s stronger than mine? And how could Auror—!”
“Talent, I guess.”
Ban Yu-won, who responds unluckily but reads Ketra’s reactions at every moment and attacks him in a way that is difficult for him to block.
Ketra couldn’t hide her shock, even though she was able to respond to it promptly with the sensitive senses characteristic of the fairies and the power of her unique power to correct even the slightest movement errors.
‘This is not it. This is beyond the limits of imagination, this is――this guy’s original power!’
That’s why it was even more absurd.
If this was a power that the guy had from the beginning – then it meant that a kid who hadn’t even been to Union Academy for a semester was already developing and controlling his power perfectly.
Considering that students who are taking this course for the first time often end up failing alone after trying to create powers that are either large in scale or outrageous in concept, it is hard to believe that a freshman like Ban Yu-won made such a ‘clever’ attempt, but what is even more surprising is… .
“Are you reading?”
“I think it’s fortunate that I’ve encountered an opponent as difficult to read as my senior from the beginning.”
A changeling who turns his disadvantage into advantage.
And the origin sword of Banyuwon, which reads all of that flow and turns it around by aiming for the moment when it becomes a changeling.
After only a few encounters, Ketra realized that the power of the half-human was perfectly compatible with her own, at least in combat.
“It’s definitely being practiced.”
“—you.”
How can I read the concepts of myself, myself, and my environment in more detail?
How can I more quickly embody my own ideas into the power of concepts?
How can you maximize the power of the concepts you create?
The energy that answered all those questions was wielded in Ban Yu-won’s hand just by imagining it clearly.
I felt a sense of guilt, as if I had been skimming the answer sheet instead of solving the workbook properly, but also a sense of pleasure, as if I could clearly see the path ahead.
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‘… … Tsk, halfway through already?’
However, one thing that is regrettable is that since Ban Yu-won himself has not yet reached that level, a considerable amount of magical power is being consumed to bridge the gap between imagination and reality.
On the other hand, Ketra still seemed to have some magic left, and if she didn’t quickly seize the opportunity, Ban Yu-won would lose.
I’m already used to the way Ketra plays with her body.
If he hadn’t been able to avoid fatal blows every time by using his changeling and shadow powers simultaneously, Banyuwon’s sword would have pierced his head long ago.
So, it would be good to continue training like this and wait for an opportunity… But Ban Yu-won, who had already mastered the art of martial arts, wanted to finish training and start studying on his own.
‘Besides, what my senior said earlier is bothering me.’
-Tchaaang!
Ban Yu-won, who had previously blocked Ketra’s movements of hiding his presence and imitating an assassin, deflected his sword and opened some distance, took a charging stance again and spoke to Ketra.
“When you said everything you told me was a lie, did you mean your feelings for Mira? Did you actually like her from the beginning?”
“… … .”
Ketra did not deny it.
When we talked before, he had said something along the lines of not realizing it until now… … It seems that now that access to Mira has been blocked, he has lost the luxury of putting on a mask.
but.
However, the fact that Ketra is hiding something that is obvious to everyone is not a lie.
I had a feeling that it might be something more fundamental.
“Senior, by any chance.”
Ban Yu-won spoke again.
In the past, the power of the divine word absorbed from the right arm of Lucien Ortima influenced Man-eon-sun and evolved his power.
The charm he possesses enhances the influence he exerts on others.
So― the words he decides to speak become a power that everyone has no choice but to listen to and answer honestly.
“Was it a lie that changelings, the exchange of children between humans and fairies, don’t actually happen?”
“Huh―?!”
The moment Ketra revealed her shock and fear, Ban Yu-won accelerated.
He gritted his teeth and swung his swords in anger― but immediately after, he saw Ban Yu-won’s figure melt away in vain, and he instinctively knew that he had been hit.
“under…….”
Phew, Ketra couldn’t help but laugh as she saw the longsword emerging from her chest, piercing her heart in one breath.
“I got caught, my contract constellation would be furious if it found out.”
“I had a feeling it would be an assassination match. This time, I won by foul play, so let’s fight again next time.”
There is an extremely light penalty for those who lose in a duel.
Being kicked out of the virtual space, that day means you can no longer stay in the virtual space created by Orb.
But the look of defeat that Ketra is making right now is probably not because of that penalty.
“Don’t worry, I’ll keep it a secret.”
There’s no need to say what secrets they’re keeping.
It was obvious just by looking at Ketra’s reaction to the word changeling.
… … Clearly, Ketra is a fairy who was changed and raised among humans.
I immediately understood why his personality was so twisted.
Even though he had liked Mira from the beginning, the reason why he had difficulty developing a relationship with her was also because of this.
“Okay… … . Please.”
“You can trust me because I don’t lie about things like this.”
“No, not only that. And Mirado.”
“Huh.”
I guess a fake like me won’t do.
With those last words, Ketra’s appearance disappeared from that spot as if erased.
He didn’t really die, he just lost in a duel, but he acted like shit, and I couldn’t understand a word he said until the end.
‘What do you mean fake? Just because you grew up among humans doesn’t mean you’re not a fairy.’
Is it fake in a mental sense?
When I thought about it that way, it kind of made sense.
In addition to that, there were many things that made me think about his ambiguous attitude towards Mira and his actions only to gain the favor of others… … .
‘He wasn’t a self-centered person. Maybe that person was desperately brainwashing himself into believing that everyone liked him.’
Yeah, if you’re really self-centered, you won’t care about what other people think.
When I thought that I instinctively acted in a way that ‘behaved in order to be liked’ in order to make my fantasy world and reality match up as much as possible, everything fell into place.
He had a reason why he had to do it.
‘But honestly, I don’t think I’ll gain anything from thinking about that person any more, so let’s just stop.’
There were already so many annoying people around me who needed to do chores, so I couldn’t just increase the workload.
Of course, if Ketra wanted it, I would have been willing to give her some advice.
He probably doesn’t want that.
No matter what others think, to him, Ban Yu-won is nothing more than a plunderer.
“Let’s do some training.”
Once you win one duel, the remaining time is free time.
Of course, you can apply for additional training, but for now, it would be better to focus on martial arts alone.
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Dokgoyeon smiled slightly, twisting his facial muscles as he heard Ban Yuwon’s report on the results of the sparring.
“Good job. I thought the guy needed a break at least once.”
“How were you?”
“I am confident that I can win even without the help of this space.”
I guess so.
I looked back to see how the other two were doing, but judging from the fact that both Ruchel and Light had similarly dead expressions on their faces, I guess I knew the result without even asking.
“I just couldn’t get a feel for how to create… power. I tried to increase my strength without thinking, but it wasn’t enough.”
“That’s a statement that reveals your identity.”
“I was so desperate to control the Holy Sword from being pulled out that I couldn’t even focus on sparring or practicing… … .”
“Yeah, you worked hard. Cheer up, I’ll make you some hot chocolate.”
I was glad that these guys were just simple guys who cheered up with a cup of hot chocolate, but as expected, Dokgoyeon silently grabbed Ban Yuwon’s sleeve.
“I know. I wouldn’t leave you out.”
“No. I won, so give me two drinks.”
“You’re becoming more and more shameless, teacher… … Ouch!”
That very day after school.
Word began to spread on the intranet that Ryu Cheol-myeong had visited the student council office.
Recently, with the rise of lower-dimensional forces, including Rebellion, within the academy, there have been disturbing rumors that Ryu Cheol-myeong, who is a leading figure in purebloodism, is trying to threaten the student council president.
In the midst of hundreds of students making a fuss on the intranet bulletin board, saying things like, “If that’s true, Ryu Cheol-myeong, who crossed the line, should be sanctioned immediately,” “The president is just sitting there, so why are you guys making a fuss?” and “Don’t make the situation worse with useless speculation.”
Ban Yu-won realized that the student council president, namely Shati and Mira, had begun their ‘work’ in earnest, and sent her a message asking if there was anything he could do to help her.
The reply I got was, ‘You already succeeded without any help lol.’
… … These women are really scary.
