I Will Take a Break at Academy

021. Blackfire (2)

“Do you really have to go to me?”

Cain asked in a gruff voice. The subject was the Ackerman Breed.

Ackerman nodded quickly.

please! There was an earnest desire to follow Cain.

“Is Siana that scared? She’s just nice.”

“You don’t know, Cain… … .”

Cain, who has been getting closer to Shiana little by little, couldn’t understand why Ackerman was acting like that.

It was because Siana was extremely kind to Cain and followed him well. she is a nice and cute girl

She is more likeable because she has a modest and modest appearance that doesn’t match the story of a freshman representative or a genius magical girl.

Being afraid of Shiana in the first place is a grievance that only boys, including Ackerman, know about. To them, Shiana is a woman scarier than monsters!

“Siana is a scary kid.”

Ackerman recalled the memory of that day.

I just smiled and said, ‘It’s you! Why would you take Siriona Pool without permission? Aren’t they pitiful?’

It was the day Ackerman realized his real death for the first time.

After that, he apologized and saved Shiana, so I think we’ve become closer, but it’s still awkward.

For Ackerman, dealing with Cyana is still awkward.

“Oh, Siana!”

“Cain! hi? good morning? no lunch? hi anyways! Is Cain looking pretty today?”

Siana waved her hand and greeted Cain.

She made eye contact with Ackerman as well, but did not say hello.

It was a tacit agreement not to greet each other. Because Shiana and Ackerman are still uncomfortable.

“So, can we go to Professor Deiane now?”

Sensing the awkward airflow between the two, Cain had no choice but to decide to mediate himself. Otherwise, you’ll get stuck between the two and you’ll be uncomfortable.

“yes. I asked you to investigate what Siana’s kidnapper was aiming for, and I’m going to ask how far it has progressed.”

“I see.”

It is awkward. Cain felt uncomfortable and thought to himself.

‘I managed to make an appointment with the two of us.’

Cain couldn’t figure out how these awkward two got together.

“Well then, let’s go.”

“Thanks for coming with me, Cain?”

Cyana smiled and said to Cain.

‘It was inconvenient, but I’m glad Cain went with me.’

Siana rubbed her chest.

“Ah, yes.”

For some reason, Cain’s shoulders are heavy.

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smart smart

Ackerman carefully knocked on the professor’s door.

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There was no response. I couldn’t even hear the slightest noise. Deianne’s neglect is unusual.

Normally, I would be holding on to a male professor and making noise.

“what? Aren’t you there?”

“But, you say you’re inside?”

When there is a professor in the professor’s office, a blue light comes on from the magic crystal installed at the entrance. Unless it’s broken, it’s certain that Deianne is in the room.

smart smart

“professor! may I come in? This is Ackerman!”

Ackerman knocked on the door again. One voice is very strong.

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Again, the answer is silence.

Cain tilted his head.

Siana waited with an expressionless expression.

“It is strange. Are you sleeping?”

“Maybe? It’s just time to eat lunch and get sleepy.”

Ackerman scratched his head and said, ‘Ac. Shall we come back after class?” and tried to knock one more time.

“Nope. Professor Deiane is not sleeping at this time.”

“really?”

“yes.”

Cianna stopped Ackerman and said.

Deianne cared for her so much that she often called her to the professor’s office. It must have been the right time at that time, but Deianne would feed poison frogs, smoke cigarettes, or flirt with male teachers.

“Hmm.”

This time it was Cain.

smart smart

“Professor Deiane? This is Cain Abella, a first year combat cadet. It’s not different, there’s something I want to ask. Are you inside?”

Like Cain, he greeted a little more politely and according to the procedure.

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It was quiet this time too.

The three of them thought about what to do, and eventually decided to turn around.

At that moment, the door to Professor Deiane’s office opened very slightly.

“Um… … What happened? Ha ha Combat students?”

A strange moaning voice leaked through the crack in the door.

‘Hey… … !’

Siana was startled and curled up her toes.

It sounds like you woke up from sleep, or it sounds like you are in pain.

“Ah, Professor. It’s nothing else, I was curious about the strange sculpture research I entrusted before.”

Ackerman stepped forward and asked. For some reason, Deianne’s eyes were so big that it was burdensome to approach. It feels bigger than usual.

“Ah, huh… … that’s right? Research is progressing. Oh yeah… … I haven’t found out anything.”

Deianne continued to let out a strange moan. ha ha Hot breath escapes through the cracks in the door.

“I… … Professor, are you okay?”

Even students can’t fail to notice something strange. Cain asked with a worried face.

“Um… … Oh, is your voice a little strange? I’m sorry, students. Are you feeling a little sick because the experiment just failed? Worried!”

“School, Professor?”

bang!

The door was quickly closed.

In an instant, a terrible sound I had never heard was heard through the door.

aaa with him!

It sounded like three monster voices coming out at the same time.

“what… … ?”

“Maybe you summoned something like a spirit… … ?”

It was a very bizarre phenomenon for the first year combat cadets to think.

“Siana, what happens when magic professors experiment?”

A frustrated Ackerman asked Cyana.

Shiana was also frightened by the strange voice and clenched her fists.

“yes? Ah, yes. Once in a while? But it’s a bit strange… … .”

Cyana had seen the side effects of countless experiments in the Mage Tower, but she had never felt such a horrible voice and stench.

‘But, since I’m an academy professor… … Maybe you’re experimenting a little bit more? It might be summoning a high-ranking spirit.’

Even in the kingdom of Aeonia, only the most elite elites could become an academy professor.

If you understood that, it wouldn’t be strange if Deianne got such a side effect while conducting an enormous experiment.

Just in case you’re concerned.

‘It seems that the magical power is similar to that piece… … ?’

It is too early to make hasty judgments.

You don’t even know exactly what happened.

Something must have gone wrong just doing the research.

Besides, Deianne cares for and loves Sianna very much.

Siana likes people who don’t hurt her. Deiane was one of those people.

“Wouldn’t it be a big deal… … !”

Ciana said cautiously.

“Hmm.”

Ackerman heard a sound and put his ear to the door.

“students… … ? I’m really fine, so just go today. If I find out anything, I’ll let you know right away.”

Deianne’s calm voice was heard through the door. The strange magical energy that Shiana had felt disappeared as well.

“Okay, Professor.”

It is not polite to wait at the door any longer. If you’re going to say that, there must be something you can’t say.

“Let’s go, boys. You must be very sick.”

Cain hurriedly escaped with Ackerman and Sianna.

Even as the three of them walked silently, they couldn’t get rid of the awkward impression.

* * *

Training gained momentum.

As a result of focusing only on training without paying attention to other things for a long time, the efficiency is drawing out 200%.

I never thought living an academy life alone without interruptions would be helpful in this way.

‘In the time when the big guys are busy building friendships… … .’

I swing my sword once more and practice my blackfire spruce. I didn’t forget to read [Necrotula] while cutting my sleep at night.

Thanks to that, my swordsmanship skills have steadily increased, and I have risen enough to deal with the guys in Class B, and I can use black fire to a threatening level. I also steadily built up my knowledge of black magic.

For a moment, I suddenly thought, ‘Is this a break?’, but this is also until the final exam.

If you just set the flow of the first act episode right, then it’s really liberating.

‘Just imagining it is thrilling.’

For that moment, I swung my sword once more.

‘I feel it.’

how to swing the sword

I started to understand the sword I used to wield instinctively.

Where should the sword be shed, and how much power should be given. As I took swordsmanship classes and applied them, I felt that my field of vision was broadening.

May one day, once Gilliot evaluate,

‘Aren, your sword is quite similar to that of a crusader. where did you learn I never taught, and unless you’re a crusader, you can’t learn.’

He also gave a strange evaluation.

Yes.

[Descendant of the swordsman] Because of my specialty, the more I learn the sword, the more I’m getting closer to the swordsman’s swordsmanship.

‘Luttani, a crusader who learns black magic.’

Even though I played dozens of times, it’s a route I never thought of.

I pictured myself wielding a sword of light while manipulating black fire.

‘Five… … !’

It’s a little bit out of the ordinary, but it looks pretty cool. The dream of the world’s strongest hermit master is continuing.

widely!

Moderate action. It cuts only where it cuts and stops. Reduce useless movements as much as possible and learn how to conserve energy.

yet again… … !

It was the moment when he tried to hit the sword with the flow.

A rather large shadow covered the wooden doll.

“?”

“Arren Blackfire.”

It was Ponte Cristo.

He’s got more muscles than at the beginning of the semester, and his spearmanship is improving day by day, so what’s the point of a guy who’s almost certain to be the top of the first year?

“Whoever you play against in the final exam, be sure to win.”

Isn’t that a strange sound all of a sudden?

Fonte slinked through my fingers. There were no fingers left from practicing black fire, so they were wrapped in bandages.

It was perfect to mistake it for the result of training.

Well, I wielded the sword vigorously.

“… … With that much effort, Class A will definitely come up.”

Suddenly, what kind of class A is this?

I didn’t answer. I have no intention of going to Class A.

“I want to stick with you again.”

is it. To think he still had his spear blocked by my sword when he was assigned to this bastard’s class.

“… … .”

“He’s such an annoyingly silent guy. under. I’ll be waiting anyway.”

What kind of intimidation or emotion is this? It’s not like ‘I’ll be waiting for you in a high place!’

‘I knew Ponte was full of competitive spirit, but.’

I never thought that even in class B, she would become obsessed with me, who is at the middle level.

The supporting characters seen through the eyes of Ackerman and the eyes of the extras are quite different.

Ponte seems to have a greater desire to win than expected.

If it’s not intertwined, these are all fun points… … .

Fonte just said that and left.

After a while, Gilliot called the cadets together.

“Now, pay attention! I need to listen attentively today, so everyone take your seats.”

I went to the corner of the line and sat down. Because maintaining a good posture at all times is the core of my [aristocratic] dignity.

“Finally, the final exams are in three days! It’s time to see the fruits of your sweat!”

Gilliott shouted with higher tension than usual. He clenched a fist the size of a pot lid.

The high-blooded combat cadets are also motivated by such fighting. It’s like Gilead who has mastered how to deal with combat cadets.

“You guys are in a position to attract a lot of attention among freshmen. The average skill is much better than the seniors. I am also looking forward to it very much.”

–!

The cadets cheered.

Gilliott waited a moment for it to be quiet before continuing.

“That’s how the size of the final exams gets bigger. The academy executives, all professors in each class, as well as the famous nobles of the kingdom will come to see your skills.”

“Ahh! I am nervous!”

Hoya suddenly shouted.

“Hoya, you wear a diaper and come. Don’t disgrace the instructors’ faces just because you’re tired.”

The cadets burst into laughter at Gilliot’s joke. It’s the perfect joke for the cowardly Hoya.

“After sufficient discussion among the instructors, we decided to engage in sparring with cadets of similar skill. After the announcement, if you have any complaints, please come to me personally. Got it?”

“Yes!”

The most important thing here is the bracket and match order.

This means that if the bracket changes, the big flow of the story may change.

Also, if the order changes, I may not be able to intervene in an unexpected situation.

The boss fight is already in progress, but I could be late and leave without even knowing it.

‘In the worst case, I might have to give up the exam.’

Write. I really hate class C. It’s because if you fall in class C, you’ll get a concentration mark and you’ll have to stay alone and train.

In the second semester, I have to go on a mission, so the training intensity is much more intense, so I definitely want to avoid Class C.

You have to correct the flow of the story and maintain Class B.

‘That’s my only goal.’

Gilliot began to speak.

I held my breath and focused on his words.

“The first pairing is the Ackerman Breed.”

The cadets looked back at Ackerman. Isn’t he the best star in the new combat world these days? Everyone is looking up to the guy who grows up day by day.

“… … Wow Cain Abelada!”

Big Match!

As in the original story, the first match of the final exams is a rematch between Ackerman and Cain.

This confrontation is as critical as attention.

It’s because the boss of the second semester, that is, the second act, depends on the result of this sparring.

‘Will Cain become the boss of the second act or not?’

If Cain is defeated again here, her lofty pride will be mercilessly trampled and gradually darkened… … .

If Ackerman is defeated by Cain, the Act 2 boss will be someone else.

It’s tricky as it is, but most users defeat Cain and make the second act boss Cain.

why?

Only then will you see Cain’s salvation and take the route to becoming a heroine.

I don’t care what I just pray that the story goes smoothly.

“Hoya Tabanta!”

“Yes!”

“Ponte Cristo.”

“Ah, Instructor.”

As expected, Hoya sticks with Ponte.

‘Okay, the main characters are lined up according to the story without any problems.’

Now I just have to wait for my turn.

Class A ended and class B came.

“Grooing!”

“Yes!”

“Trisya!”

“Yep!”

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It’s my fault for expecting it.

My name is never called in the beginning. It is called quickly only when absolutely useless.

When almost all of the class B cadets were called, I realized that there were only two left.

“Arren Blackfire.”

“… … yes.”

And my sparring opponent had been blatantly giving me hostile glances from before. A poisonous snake-like gaze.

“Euron Taylor-Joy.”

“Yes.”

“You guys are the last in Class B.”

“All right!”

Euron replied with a glint in his eyes.

With a very mischievous smile.