Became the Golden Sun of the Academy

11 – Dalian (3)

Time passed and passed.

I was sitting in my seat and staring at the arena, repeating what Kyle said earlier.

I didn’t even notice the other students’ sparring.

I was just doing image training while thinking about the sparring that Kyle would do with me at the arena.

Remembering the main character I saw in the academy’s strongest swordsman.

As for the Kyle I played, I thought about what options came to my mind under what circumstances.

I thought about the best move to get the best grades possible without being cut by that madman in revenge.

“At this point, I think it would be better to be flogged… ….”

There was a time when I thought of the swordsmanship that I assimilated over the weekend and the mock match with Charlotte.

Why did I try to beat Kyle?

That was to become the head of Class A.

Then why did you want to become the chief?

Traces of abuse all over Adele’s body.

It was to avoid being whipped by the father.

Yes, I was struggling like this to live a better life without suffering.

But seeing Kyle over there sharpening his knife, it was natural to wonder if it was more painful this way.

It was a kitchen knife, but it was a fear that I could feel because I had cut myself before.

I don’t know what a whip is like, but if you get cut by a knife, it hurts beyond words.

To the extent that it was a pain that I never wanted to go through again, nor did I want to know about.

Reason says that it is better to surrender and be flogged than to be slashed with a sword and whipped for nothing, but…….

─You will be able to achieve good grades.

Every time I was about to give up, I thought of the trust that Charlotte had sent me through mock sparring, and I didn’t want to give up.

Like everyone else, I have a competitive desire, and I also have a desire to repay that trust, which makes me want to win even more.

“Next up are Adele Heights and Kyle Leonhardt.”

After such a long time of image training, it was finally my turn.

“Both of you, come up to the arena.”

After that, I took a deep breath and climbed the stairs of the arena one by one.

The field of view gradually increases.

I can feel the warmth of the intense beams of light pouring down like spotlights from the ceiling.

The noisy waiting room is silent, and silence settles in the arena.

“It’s quiet.”

The arena with wide open spaces.

Hundreds of eyes captured me, but strangely, those gazes soon disappeared.

No, there was no time to feel being swallowed up by a guy who showed more presence.

Turbuk─ turbug─

I heard footsteps on the other side.

As if nothing else was left in the world, the sound of his footsteps could be heard so clearly in the quiet world.

It felt like something invisible was piercing my skin from the other side of the stairs.

And soon, he slowly appeared in the arena from head to toe.

Kyle Leonhardt.

The main character of the academy’s strongest swordsman, who was frustrated but sometimes offered cider, who looked foolish but never gave up on being good until the end.

The character I was rooting for.

He was glaring at me at the end of the arena.

His eyes seemed to glow like flames.

However, it was to the point of misunderstanding that the frightening level of obsession and coolness cooled the heat and radiated a cool chill.

“Are you ready?”

At the professor’s words, Kyle and I nodded while looking at each other.

I don’t know what kind of grudge Kyle has against Adele right now.

The only thing I know from the academy’s strongest swordsman is what comes after this.

But I know he’s desperate to beat me.

I also have a reason to win, although it’s not for grandiose aspirations, so I don’t intend to be beaten by him.

So another silence descended on the arena.

The only thing I focus on is the car standing in front of me.

She observes his moves and chooses the best move to win.

“After… ….”

It was burning in my head.

The number of dozens or hundreds of cases that had been image-trained in advance came to mind in an instant, and the brain was overloaded, and my head pounded.

The concentration brought to the limit was heard slowly and incoherently, as if time passed slowly.

───────!

The sound announcing the start of sparring.

At the same time, it was also the sound of Kyle kicking the ground.

Frightening response speed.

If it hadn’t been for the spacious arena, my throat might have been cut at the sound of the start.

“Ahh!”

The sound of Kyle’s spirit came belatedly.

In an instant, he drew his sword and charged me.

It was fast, but it was possible to see it.

An oblique cut starting from the upper right corner, just like in the infirmary.

If it had been before the mock match with Charlotte, he could have avoided the attack with minimal movement by slightly leaning his body.

When the sound of a sharp sword cutting through the air still lingered in my ears, I said without being overcome by a sense of accomplishment.

“Fairy tale.”

The subjects of the fairy tale are the arena and Kyle.

Assimilating with multiple targets at once would double the consumption of mana, but it was better than losing in an instant while conserving mana.

The senses are expanded.

The shock transmitted by the rapid movement of the four feet.

The feeling of cutting through the air while swinging a sword with a blistered hand.

At the same time, while dodging that slash, the wind blowing against her skin.

The stadium and everything that Kyle feels were felt at once.

“Adeel!!”

Kyle, who spewed out indescribable anger, instantly closed the distance I had opened.

But I didn’t panic.

It was because the trajectory of the sword he was wielding could be clearly seen.

This is the use of fairy tales.

It was a fairy tale of accidents.

Originally, it’s not possible to read Kyle’s actions as clearly as this.

It was possible because I understood Kyle’s swordsmanship, because Kyle did image training on how to deal with a situation like I did, and because his coping and mine were intertwined like a cogwheel, there was only one option left to choose from.

A round kick while swinging the sword.

After reading Kyle’s next move, I threw myself into Kyle’s direction.

I evaded the sword with a slight gap as if it would be cut by the sword, and stood up while rolling forward to block the leg that had not accelerated yet with both arms.

“What…… ?!”

Attack of conversion…… It wasn’t until then, but Kyle was taken aback when he saw me reacting too perfectly to his attacks.

I didn’t miss the gap and made a groove enough for his feet to get stuck in with the feeling of pressing down on the assimilated floor.

A small change in the stage that other students couldn’t see.

However, in this sparring where the slightest gap is fatal, it is a change that can change the outcome of the game.

When Kyle’s foot had a groove on the floor he was trying to step on, his foot got caught and creaked.

“Kuhup!”

Kyle dropped his head first to the ground and let out his groan.

I didn’t pay attention to the fact that I won all of them by suppressing them.

With the feeling of being cautious, I moved the floor of the match room where I assimilated it, and grabbed his wrist perfectly like handcuffs.

“Quaaa”

Kyle shouts and struggles with his two legs, but it is difficult to get out of this situation.

I have tried it with Charlotte several times to match the level of the guy, so there is no way Kyle can escape the bondage.

“Surrender.”

I looked down at Kyle and recommended.

A resistance beyond this is pointless.

Stop giving up.

“Don’t talk nonsense!”

Kyle replied with a bloodstain erected around his neck.

“I knew it.”

That’s the main character I know.

I put my fist into Kyle’s face, who couldn’t resist properly, laughing.

My nose burst with a blow, and thick blood like melted cheese stretched along my fist.

I have no hesitation in hitting Kyle.

Just as there is a saying that the pain that doesn’t kill me only makes me stronger, the main character will become stronger if he doesn’t die.

This was both for my evaluation and for Kyle’s sake.

“Stop—!!”

The one-sided and relentless violence continued until the professor stopped him.

With a heavy breath, I released the assimilation and woke up from Kyle’s body, and he was already in a state of fainting.

I was so excited that I felt like I was fanning another guy who passed out without my knowledge.

“The winner is Adele Heights!”

That’s how I won Dalian, and I probably got a good evaluation.

“I am tired.”

However, to enjoy the victory, the exhaustion caused by the consumption of mana was so great that he trudged down the arena without power.

* * *

I was out of luck.

All the students who saw the match between Adele and Kyle said in unison.

Close combat that will make even the viewer forget to breathe.

Many workshops have come and gone in such a short time, and few students have followed all of them with their own eyes, but the end was futile.

There was a flaw on the floor of the arena that I had to step on, and my feet got caught.

Of course, grasping the surrounding terrain is also an ability, but there’s no way there’s a chance to grasp the surroundings in the middle of a battle like that.

The students who did not know that it was Adele who caused the change in the floor thought

.

However, it was different for Lucy, who was following the couple’s sparring with her eyes without missing a beat.

She knew it wasn’t just bad luck that she had grooves on her bottom.

It was visible in Lucy’s eyes.

The moment Kyle was about to step on, Adele’s eyes followed his feet.

I don’t know with what ability he did that, but I could guess that he did it just by looking at him, so it was a matter of skill.

“…… Kyle.”

Sitting in the waiting room, Lucy watched as Kyle was carried out of the arena on a stretcher.

Of course, Kyle couldn’t power up today.

Because of Adele’s broken feet a few days ago.

But was it a battle that could have been won?

“… ….”

Lucy looked at Adele, who quietly returned to her seat.

Would this fight be different if Kyle’s feet were normal?

Has the game changed in this sparring that ended unilaterally without even touching Adele’s hair?

Probably not.

Unfortunately, the results would not have changed.

That’s how much Kyle lost to Adele with his skills.

I trained so hard to break Adele’s nose today…….

Lucy shook her head to get her thoughts out of the way.

“No, it worked out better.”

Recently Kyle seems to be obsessed with Adele, which is strange.

She was so obsessed with sparring with Adele that even today she didn’t pay any attention to her sparring.

…… Even that Adele gave me enough interest to quiver, saying that it was a sparring that I regretted…….