107 – level difference (2)

“What should I do with this…”

Rex Morpier, the professor in charge of the swordsmanship department, looked at the department gymnasium with a puzzled face.

At the end of the place where his gaze was directed, the most notable figures in the current academy were standing with swords in their hands.

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Maybe because they had a relationship with their parents, the atmosphere they exude feels familiar somewhere. However, since that feeling was what made him nervous now, nostalgia and memories about it do not come to mind.

Rather, because they are well aware of this feeling, they must worry about what will happen in the future rather than the original purpose.

As a tradition handed down from generation to generation at Estelia Academy, the departments of the Faculty of Knights, excluding the Department of Chivalry, had a sparring on the first day at the gymnasium. This is a kind of orientation, and the professor in charge decides the future class method after seeing the students’ fights on this day.

All data about students are received before admission, but the reality is that there is too little data to determine the course of study with just that. Above all, there was nothing more certain than seeing students’ skills directly through the eyes of an educator.

In general, there is a common curriculum for undergraduate students, but giving proper guidance to each student was a basic skill that an educator should have as an educator in an academy called a prestigious academy.

In that sense, the tradition of the Knights Faculty was a tradition with no flaws.

There wasn’t a person in this academy who couldn’t grasp the students’ skills even if they saw the students’ sparring with their own eyes. Although it may be sudden for students to suddenly mix knives from the first day, it has its own meaning.

Rex Morpheo, a former Estelia Academy alumnus and now a professor, like his former professors, brought students to the gym instead of the classroom with the same idea.

Grandson of Eunsa, son of a comrade in arms. Finally, the master’s children.

This year, unusually, a large number of people of interest were enrolled at once, but Rex did not pay much attention to this. Should I say this was complacency or should I say that Rex Morpheus was a man with common sense. He did not want to treat the students whom he had not yet seen with his own eyes only by hearing about them and treating them in a special way.

I had heard rumors about them, but it was only a story.

Of course, it was true that Rex was also a person who lived at the same time as Arthur and other geniuses, so expectations were high for them. But that’s all. More than that, I decided to see and judge with my own eyes, as I have done so far.

Since Rex had already seen two sword masters of the time, he could be proud of himself as having a wider range of thoughts than ordinary people. It may be that he passed it on so easily because he thought that he would not be noticed unless he had a decent amount of talent.

And the day the first class of the swordsmanship department was held.

Rex took these three in his eyes and immediately spit out these words to himself.

‘This is a bit harsh…’

It is not an empty lie to say that a person who has reached a certain level can judge whether he is a lowly or an expert just by looking at his opponent.

This was the same reason as looking down from a high tower, so the higher you reach, the higher the precision of these measurements.

And Rex Morpier was a person who could objectively see how good he was.

His rank was by no means low, but if not among the top 10 knights in the empire, he would be at least among the 20, Rex evaluated himself.

This was by no means overconfident.

As a former war hero of the last crusade, and now teaching in Estelia, Rex’s evaluation of himself had some validity.

But as soon as he saw those three, the first thing he said was, ‘Why are these guys coming to school?’

No matter how much geniuses are a collection of irrationality, Rex was also a person who was called a genius during his school days.

Considering that he came from a commoner, this was a really great talent. The fact that he was able to stand on top of the nobles with nothing among the nobles of various bases meant that he had a talent that was different from others.

Of course, it falls short of a ‘real’ like Arthur Krause, but these three that Rex saw were more than Arthur at the time, never less than that.

First of all, Reinhard Kromel.

Rex’s skin tingled as soon as he entered the gymnasium, and he immediately thought that the Sword Saint had visited this place. Even if there was a slight difference in rank, it was clear that Kromel’s unique brain energy had reached its peak like a sword star.

This fact alone was enough to qualify him to rise to the ranks of the strong, but in Rex’s eyes, even that level seemed blurry, so he gave up thinking here.

It wasn’t just this. The young princess, who is now looking at the podium with a wry smile, was also trained to be close to perfection as much as the sword she harbored inside.

It is questionable how she was able to complete such a thing after spending her entire life in the imperial castle, but Rex already knows that this cannot be explained except with the word talent. At that time, two people had already caught his eye with a talent that surpassed Arthur, which he thought would never happen again.

‘Anyway, what kind of monster was that…’

It’s enough to say that the first two were great, but there was still one more left.

He said it to himself, but Rex inadvertently dared to say that the student was a monster. Of course, the meaning was close to praise, but due to his personality, it was one of those words that you would never normally use for a student. Rex tried hard to suppress his agitation and looked carefully at Damian.

As if blood could not be faked, the appearances of Arthur and Damian in Rex’s memories were very similar.

To the point where he inadvertently mistook himself for a student instead of a professor. This was influenced by his appearance, but it was decisive that the aura of Damian was exactly the same as the feeling he felt when he saw Arthur at that time.

How much time has passed since that day, but it’s not Arthur himself, but seeing his son and feeling this way. It’s not that God is playing a joke, what the hell is this all about?

‘The past and now, Krauss are just monsters.’

Rex looked at Damian and looked elsewhere.

Is there any need for further evaluation here? In any case, they were now his students, and he was their leader. Even if I had doubts about whether this action was meaningful, the class had to go on because there were not only three students.

“Then everyone raise your sword.”

Rex’s face still didn’t look good when he said that.

***

“Where are you sick?”

I muttered that to the professor’s face, who looked somewhat uncomfortable. He muttered something when he first entered the gymnasium, and his expression hasn’t changed since then. That might have been my original impression, but for some reason, I was concerned that the eyes kept looking at me.

I hope it has nothing to do with my father…

Perhaps because of the last conversation I had with Adelia, I kept thinking that maybe the reason Rex Morpheus was looking at me was because of my father. Unlike the professor who said he was embarrassed in the story, he seemed to be the same age as his father.

As I continue to direct my eyes to the pulpit, a strange sensation passes me that sends a chill down my spine.

“Well, now is not the time for me to be bothered with such things.”

As life comes in from different directions, my mind flashes. Apparently, these two don’t like the fact that I’m looking elsewhere.

The sparring in the swordsmanship department led by Rex Morpheus was not the usual one-on-one sparring, but a team-fighting type of sparring in which the students were torn in four directions and then teamed up with each other.

There is no way that the team that was just made up had no organizational power, but it was likely that what he wanted to see was not the organizational power between the team members, but the duel taking place in a melee to see the students’ skills as wide and quickly as possible. It takes too much time to see each person in one-on-one sparring, so if you are confident in your vision, choosing this way is not a bad choice.

Coincidentally, the two people who sent me to live were all split into different teams.

The only consolation thing is that Hailey is on my team?

“Everyone’s atmosphere is really bloody. I don’t think His Highness Noel wasn’t in that kind of mood the last time I saw him.”

“That’s wrong. Noel was always like that.”

Now, unlike before, the blade is sharpened.

“Then let’s all begin.”

After Lex’s declaration to start, Haley immediately distanced herself from me.

I knew what was going to happen, so I left in a hurry. Still, it would have been helpful if I had been by my side, but seeing Hailey immediately withdrawing without saying anything, I felt a bit sad.

Kang-!

Sparks flew from the sword in my hand before I could distance myself from the students who were still nearby.

I didn’t move one step from where I first declared my start. Even so, this happened because two people ran to me at the same time as the declaration. Like those who are called superhumans, the distance of about 100 meters would have been enough for these two to take a breath.

“Anyway, isn’t 2 vs. 1 fatal?”

“…?”

“oh!!”

The masters of the swords that were blocked by my sword looked at each other at these words.

I didn’t think it would have been a joint effort because I was focusing all my nerves on me. They seemed a bit flustered, but I didn’t miss this opportunity and sent the two of them flying far away with power on my sword.

Since they each fell in different directions, I moved my feet toward Reinhardt first. First of all, a prior promise was a prior promise, so this order must be right.

Reinhardt was preparing for my attack even before his feet touched the ground, so he easily blocked the surprise attack. Even though it was a very short sword encounter, it was a time to see how well the guy understood the weapon called the sword.

Could it really be the swordsman of the future?

After our swords collided once, Reinhardt and I continued to sword-to-sword to the extent that we couldn’t see the surroundings.

If I added my previous life, the amount of experience I had must have been greater, but maybe because of Reinhardt’s talent, it wasn’t very easy to get a good hit. It’s not impossible, but since this basically came from the underlying physical abilities, Reinhardt’s own skills were flawless.

“Suck!”

Reinhardt took a deep breath and swung his sword, and a flash of blue flashed from the blade he swung.

A sword strike with the same speed as a flashing thunderbolt for a brief moment penetrates the body in an instant. However, it was my sensitive senses that reacted before that, so I hurriedly turned around and avoided it before my body touched the sword. At this time, several moves were blocked with a sword, and the brain energy coming through the sword was very thrilling.

I turned around to dodge, and at the same time Reinhardt started turning, but I stopped moving halfway and lowered my head slightly.

If I swung the sword like this, I would be able to receive an effective hit according to Reinhardt’s sword path, but before Reinhardt’s sword could reach my body, it was blocked by Noel’s sword in front of it.

“Why are you playing meanly just the two of us!!”

Noel is not the kind of person who will immediately find another partner after falling away. I hit Reinhardt’s abdomen, which had been emptied by Noel’s defense, with a jangly technique full of tension and sent it flying far away.

Unlike before, I saw a suitable gap, so I thought I would hit it right away, so it was like noel and me this time.

“Nice assists…”

“Death!!”

“crack!”

When I tried to talk to Noel with the successful attack, Noel immediately radiated holy power and swung his sword at me. I thought that this would have changed the target to Reinhardt for a moment, but considering that if I hadn’t lowered my head earlier, I would have been hit by her sword, it seems that Noel’s target was still me.

Since I was below Noel, I was able to raise Noel’s arm by lifting the burial arm, narrowly deflecting my head from her blade.

After dropping Reinhardt, this time Noel doesn’t want to leave me.

I’m dizzy. I’m dizzy.