Chapter 371: Reincarnated as a Genius of the Most Talented Family
269. Adaptation training
Finally, the final exams began.
“Ernest, did you sleep?”
“I don’t know… … What about you, Althur?”
“Well, I’m used to it because it’s the School of Magic. There comes Jenna. She’s staggering. Did she use necromancy?”
“Last time I was studying for the exam, I heard that you summoned some scholar spirit. You made me study for five hours and then slept for two days straight. Oh, Priscilla?”
“I heard you’re staying up all night at the test center. With Dorian.”
“This is hilarious. You two are so in love.”
Everyone acted as if some kind of storm was coming, while I felt like I was the only one in the eye of the storm.
It means quiet.
“Senior, do you have any secrets for studying for exams?”
Benatio asked, as if it was the first time he had seen me like this.
So I answered simply.
“I just do it.”
“As expected, you’re good at studying.”
“Learning is good, but I hate tests.”
“There are things that you don’t like, senior.”
“I also really hate it when others chase after me.”
Benatio avoids eye contact for some reason.
Look at this guy.
“Ugh. Today is the first day… … I’m almost going to die when it’s all over.”
“Dane, are you really leaving right after you finish and head west? With only one day of rest?”
“If I go to the west… I guess I’ll have to wear long sleeves?”
“I heard there’s a product called sunscreen out these days. I heard it’s good to apply.”
“Teachers, is there really such a thing as a ‘mirage’ in the desert?”
In the midst of all this, everyone seems excited about finishing their final exams and going on an adventure.
West.
We investigate the traces of the Demon Tribe and search through the books of the Ancient Arcana to find the fifth magical power source.
This time, the journey is expected to last more than a month.
It will take longer than the time we spent exploring the Khabarovsk Mountains.
“Let’s all finish our exams first.”
Leila cleared the place, and so we dispersed to go about our respective exams.
First of all, my first test was two majors from the College of Autonomous Studies.
“Is there something special about the test? Let’s just practice. You don’t even have to look at it, you’ll get an A plus.”
“Can you just give it to me like that?”
“Just give it to me. If I don’t give you an A+, who else will I give it to?”
“There’s no one to give it to. I’m the only one in this department.”
“Oops.”
The first test was a duel with Professor Keltas.
The dialogue was the same as before.
step-
Crunch.
“Pull it out. It’s a real sword.”
“Are you serious?”
“Yeah. We’re going into practice.”
The fact that you are holding a real sharp sword and not a practice sword means that this is not a duel.
“This is a test for someone your age, shouldn’t it be like this?”
At those words, I took the sword seriously.
“But magic is prohibited. If you use magic, even I can’t guarantee victory.”
“Isn’t that the case even without using magic?”
“This guy. Even though I’m retired, I still can’t be pushed around by a brat who isn’t even an adult yet.”
Sling.
I drew my sword.
There is no need to be formal like Dalian.
From the moment I pulled out my sword, I had to look for my opponent’s opening.
Knock!
The first one to rush in was Professor Kelthas.
Whoa!
Sure, maybe because it’s sunny.
A heavy impact felt by hand even though the swords are of the same weight.
I feel like my senses are on edge.
From the moment you pick up a real sword, the space where you hold the sword becomes a battlefield.
A fact I have never forgotten since the moment I first held a sword and killed an enemy in my previous life.
“As expected, your gaze is different.”
Chaeng, Kaang!
Professor Kelthas attacks several times today without any defensive stance.
Yeah, this is it.
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No matter how hard you try to make yourself determined, you can never get beyond the level of a duel.
But the moment you hold a real sword and face the fact that if you get cut or stabbed you will die, everything changes.
A famous phrase that says that a hundred days of training is not as good as a single day of actual combat.
Those words were coming true for me and Professor Kelthas at this very moment.
Kaang!
This time, I counterattacked.
“It’s spicy.”
Chae-Ang!
“It’s heavy.”
Professor Kelthas blocked my three sword strikes, then jumped away to gain some distance.
“You really are different, you punk.”
A pleased expression.
“Honestly, I wonder what I taught.”
“I learned a lot.”
It’s not humble, it’s real.
Sparring with Professor Kelthas helped me a lot in maintaining my senses, and later helped me develop a swordsmanship that suited this body.
“The swordsmanship is a form that is hard to find in any other imperial ceremonial swordsmanship… … On the contrary, it is strangely threatening and powerful when swinging it around as one pleases.”
As expected, the eyes of an old soldier cannot be fooled.
I said it was accurate.
Because I never learned swordsmanship systematically in my past life.
It’s just a sword technique that was created by swinging it to survive, stealing from others, and overcoming the crisis of death dozens of times.
So paradoxically, there is still a lot of room to add or subtract.
It’s the same now.
I just watched Professor Kelthas’ attack as he was pressing me.
It looks pretty useful.
The sword path that charges in at once and strikes three times, twice at the top and twice at the bottom, was quite impressive.
Knock!
This time I ran over and gave it back to him.
Kang, Chaeng! Kang!
Three sword strikes.
This time, Professor Kelthas barely managed to block it, and his eyes were filled with confusion.
It’s not that I was flustered because I barely managed to block it, but because I saw my swordsmanship.
“What the heck is this?”
“It looked pretty sharp, so I tried to copy it.”
“That’s not the problem, do you know what you were following?”
I tilted my head, wondering what that meant.
“Why are you doing that?”
“It is one of the sword styles of our family’s secret swordsmanship that subdues an opponent at the first strike.”
ah.
So did I just steal the secret?
“Good. This technique.”
“Someone spent 10 years practicing and barely managed to perfect it… … .”
hmm.
It feels good to be complimented.
“Then I will develop it further and write it.”
“That damn guy.”
“If anyone asks, I’ll tell them the professor’s name.”
“Thank you, you little guy.”
He curses with his mouth, but his eyes look very happy.
“Since it has come to this, would you like to learn our family’s secret swordsmanship?”
“Would you curse me if I said I only picked the ones I liked?”
“You know a lot. So, try to forget it.”
Professor Kelthas’ swordsmanship that unfolded after that was certainly fierce and intense.
A secret swordsmanship that exists in every family.
In fact, there is no need to give it a grand name like ‘vision’. It is just a series of cutting and stabbing movements.
But there are always useful things in there.
“Oh, can you do this too?”
“Because it looks okay.”
“Then try this too!”
As I repeated several defensive and offensive moves, Professor Kelthas seemed to get excited.
“I never thought someone other than my family would show up to teach me this secret swordsmanship.”
How is it that every person I meet tells me this to me for the first time?
Seed Lane, Professor Cross, and Professor Kelthas here too.
Well, that’s a good thing.
That means it has been recognized to that extent.
Chae-Ang!
Meanwhile, the first real battle with Professor Keltas seemed to be slowly reaching its climax.
We laugh and joke around with each other, but I know it and Professor Kelthas knows it too.
If you move too far, your opponent’s sword could slice off your neck or stab your heart.
So, we have to be even more desperate –
Kaang!
I was practicing swordsmanship more seriously than ever before in this life.
Then, when I first noticed Professor Kelthas’s gap, I was troubled.
I didn’t dig into it and consider things like Professor Kelthas’s reputation when I won.
Is it a trap or not?
In that brief moment, I finished my worries –
“… … !”
I jumped inside.
Instead, look at Professor Kelthas’ feet.
just as expected.
I can see Professor Kelthas’ right foot twisting ever so slightly, as if he was waiting for me to jump in.
Kaang!
I swung my sword diagonally in that direction and blew away Professor Kelthas’ sword before he could get his bearings.
That’s the end of it.
“… … Heh heh. I knew it would turn out like this someday.”
Professor Kelthas looked at my sword, which was in front of his neck, and burst into laughter as he deflected the sword.
“That’s great.”
“It was a good fight.”
Sling.
Crunch.
I ended the duel by sheathing my sword.
“Thank you. You passed without cutting off my neck.”
“Then, the opponent we fight so hard against will disappear?”
“Haha. That’s a plausible excuse.”
Professor Keltas chuckled and then said as if he had just remembered something.
“Oh, right. Now that the semester is over, I have something to give you as a souvenir.”
“Isn’t it black?”
Professor Kelthas, who was walking excitedly towards the warehouse, suddenly stopped.
Then he slowly turned his head and asked with a gloomy expression.
“… … Did you know?”
“Rather than knowing… … I just thought it would be like that.”
I smiled and shook my head.
“Hey, Kimchi. I was trying to give it to you nicely.”
“I will accept your heart. I already have a sword.”
“Isn’t a sword something you use for your entire life?”
“Um… … Well.”
One Arcanium sword is enough.
I was already wondering if I should just use this for the rest of my life since the weather is already nice, but adding one more would be a waste.
I took the opportunity to show him my sword.
A green glow bursts out when the sword is pulled out of its scabbard.
“What kind of sword is this…?”
Let me give you a brief explanation. Professor Keltas was immediately convinced.
“Hmm. I can’t refuse a sword like this. Can I swing it once?”
“sure.”
Phew, boom.
Professor Kelthas was impressed with just two swings.
“What an incredible sword. But you can’t use it at night.”
“So during the day, I usually just pick up a random sword or use a spear.”
“Hey. I was going to use the sword as an excuse to make you do this and that.”
“You can just teach me next semester.”
“It was going to be like that anyway. How did you get that position?”
Professor Keltas asked, wiping away the sweat that had flowed down his face.
“Anyway, you worked hard this semester. Are you going to take the next exam now?”
“Yes. I’m going to take the exam, Professor Cross.”
“Hmm. I’ve only run into that guy a couple of times this semester. I’d like to get to know him better next semester. Does he drink?”
“Well, I haven’t been able to drink it with you.”
I’m not sure if I should take it since I’m rich.
anyway.
I moved straight on to the next test.
I wasn’t tired.
On the contrary, I feel good.
How long has it been since I last pulled out a real sword and fought with such effort?
Although it doesn’t use magic power, the original essence of swordsmanship is not to use magic power.
That made it more enjoyable.
But now it’s time to use your magic.
“You’re here? Hoo. You look a little out of breath. Is this your first time?”
“You noticed. I just came back from Professor Kelthas’s exam.”
“Ah, that kid. He was loitering around in front of my lab with a bottle of alcohol last time.”
I almost burst out laughing at the expression “child.”
Well, since it’s a lich that’s been around for hundreds of years, even though it looks old, Professor Cross might still look like a child.
“So, how are you preparing for the exam? Are you okay?”
“What kind of test did you say you were taking?”
“… … Big. If you tell me everything there is to see, what kind of test would that be?”
For other subjects, they even tell you the test scope and such.
“Anyway, I don’t have much to tell you about today’s test.”
Exactly.
Professor Cross suddenly snapped his fingers.
Then a teleportation gate appears in the air.
No, rather than that… … .
“It looks like a teleportation gate, but it’s not?”
“You figured it out, didn’t you?”
A completely different magical power arrangement is detected from the teleportation gates seen before.
That means this is a different magic.
“Yes, this is a ‘magic area’ that I created in a separate location.”
This is my first time hearing about it.
“This is probably the first time you’re hearing about it. It’s a magic trick I perfected about ten years ago but never published in the academic world.”
This is Saul Hangston, after all.
“It’s simple. I spent a long time creating a virtual realm. You can’t die here, but you can feel everything vividly. For example, your body is here, but your mind goes there.”
“How amazing.”
“You’re the only one who can see such great magic and summarize it in such a one-line comment.”
Professor Cross added grumblingly.
“It was specifically designed to resemble the Western Desert. You know what I mean?”
I curled the corners of my mouth at those words.
in short…….
It’s adaptation training disguised as a test.
fantasy,
