How to Live As a Returnee Munchkin Swordsman

55 – Faculty of Swordsmanship Competition (3)

＜Swordsmanship Faculty Dalian Competition＞.

This is just an interesting spectacle for the instructors, but for the cadets, it becomes an important competition to ‘measure each other’s skills’.

This is because, unlike military academy grades, which are determined by grades and practical evaluation, the Dalian Games are an opportunity to fully check the cadets’ actual combat abilities.

– First grade division, who will win?

– Of course it must be Kenny Chadbell. He comes from a family of knights and is the chief.

-I don’t know. I’ve never had a good fight.

-Couldn’t the second-seat be the winner?

-who? Kayla? He didn’t even learn how to use Tristan.

This tendency is even more severe among first-year students.

This is because new students do not undergo a separate Dalian evaluation when taking the entrance exam for the military academy.

Commoner heroes who had not received formal knight training did not even learn proper swordsmanship, and in such a state, unreasonable sparring with real swords could surely injure someone.

In that sense, this Dalian competition is a ‘proving ground’ for first-year students.

How strong are the top and bottom of the swordsmanship department?

Do you really have the skills to match that grade?

Or, will other talented people appear besides them?

Different kinds of attention were pouring into the competition.

… and.

“under. There’s no way the Breska family is defeated by a commoner.”

Deloch Bresca, the eldest son of Count Bresca, snorted.

From the first game of the first round of the finals, Kaela, who was said to be second in the faculty, was matched, but he did not think that he would lose.

That’s right, it’s a showdown between nobles and commoners.

Whereas commoners take their first steps when they are chosen for their heroic destiny, the sons of noble families are taught the basics of destiny from a very young age.

In other words, most of the things you learn at the military academy are a kind of review process.

No matter how much you entered the next seat at the time of admission, there is no choice but to make a difference in ‘actual combat’.

“It’s not even Tristan’s swordsmanship, what a strange swordsman’s learning… .”

New Instructor Edgar Mulik’s ＜Balut Sword＞.

The power of that sword technique had never been revealed, so it wasn’t very well received by the other cadets.

Delocque was the same.

The Marquess of Mullique is a prestigious family that he fully recognizes as a pure-blooded aristocrat, but the ‘sword method’ that he made himself from the Madou family was another story.

And even if it was a truly excellent swordsmanship, he thought that commoners and the like could not learn it properly.

“… A strange swordsmanship?”

But when I brought out that second word.

Kayla, who had been quiet before, slightly twitched her eyebrows.

The speculation that can be felt in the hall for an instant.

It was as if he drew his sword and ran at it.

Deloq was a bit surprised by that, but soon regained his expression and said confidently.

“under. There are only 30 students in the class, and it is the first swordsmanship I have ever seen, so what is it if not a strange swordsmanship? I’m sure those guys with no skills are just looking for luck and listening.”

“Don’t speak carelessly. It’s a sword technique that Master made and taught me.”

“You lack courtesy towards nobles.”

When the story of Edgar Mullique comes out, Deloch quickly turns away.

At that, Kaela quietly kept her mouth shut.

It was an intuition that it would be a meaningless argument if I replied further.

“joy. fresh. give it a shot I will tell you the difference between nobles and commoners.”

Deloch Bresca had a plan.

Believing only in the halo of Edgar Mullik, the popular hero of the kingdom, the students of ＜Balut Sword＞ applied en masse for this tournament.

By subduing them one by one, the plan to suppress the bridge of the nose that went up without knowing it.

and.

Through this opportunity, the plan to clearly show the difference between a commoner hero and an aristocratic hero is-.

– The game begins.

Roch Bresca had a plausible plan.

“Hap… !!”

Chaeng, Chaejaeng-!

Chae Jae-jaeng-!

kang!

“… 100 million?!”

… That is until you get hit.

* * *

– Ah, what is this! Cadet Delroch is getting helpless! Cadet Kayla is constantly pushing! It looks like the victory is on a sharp decline!

Did they hire a professional commentator?

The voice of the hero narrating through the amplifying magic tool resonated in the hall to the point of disgusting.

The match was unfolding with an overwhelming difference in level.

“Cadet Delroque… I can’t even counterattack properly.”

“Kuh, kuhm-.”

Instructor Akina’s cruel words made Instructor Jackson clear his throat.

Of course, it was the truth without adding a single lie.

As soon as the match started, Kaela pushed Delroch without hesitation, and quickly seized the victory without giving a chance to counterattack.

The difference in skill level is too overwhelming.

It was a shocking match, even considering that Kaela was the second-in-command of the swordsmanship department.

Thanks to this, the heroes who watched it in the gymnasium were also looking surprised.

but.

“To spread out the 13th meal so neatly… ?”

She wouldn’t have been as surprised as I, who taught her directly and handed down sword techniques.

I rubbed my eyes several times and looked inside the gymnasium.

The 13th herb, the last herb of ＜Balut Sword＞.

It is a herbivore that moves as if rotating its body in place, giving infinite ‘spinning slashes’ to the opponent.

It is also a very difficult herbivore to acquire because it requires high speed, completeness without gaps, and sharp senses at the same time.

In fact, Kaela used to have the most difficulty in implementing this herbivorous diet in her previous classes.

‘however… .’

-ah! Cadet Kayla’s sword swayed again! What the hell is this swordsman? They don’t really look back, they just attack. A completely new wind is blowing in the classic battle of swordsman heroes!

But now.

Kayla’s sword dances in the gymnasium.

There is no superfluity in the smooth movement, and there is intense momentum in the swinging sword.

It is not the end of simply having succeeded in 13 herbivores.

The herbivorous food that should have been used against multiple enemies should be modified little by little to suit individual enemies… For a more organic implementation, ＜Piarelli Footwork＞ is added.

It was an appropriate combination of what I usually taught and the steps taught in the special training.

In other words, he was not only perfectly using ＜Balut Sword＞, but was also advancing to the next application process.

“It’s like… .”

“It looks like you’ve finished learning it by chance, right?”

Instructor Akina preempts what I was about to say.

Yes.

‘Clock hands of coincidence’ that are registered only when you have mastered all of the sword techniques.

Kaela was the first among my students to succeed in accidentally acquiring the ＜Balut sword technique＞.

I stared blankly at her.

“… Could it be that it is your work?”

“Instructor Edgar is an interesting person. To think that he sent it to me after he had already finished it and said that. I just gave you a little advice on the 13th herb that Cadet Kayla has a hard time with.”

“Even though you haven’t learned the Balut method?”

“In the end, swordsmanship is bound to come down to one thing. Just like Instructor Edgar learned Tristan swordsmanship from books only.”

Is it because he has been active as an instructor for quite some time?

Even though Akina is a 4th-order hero who is one level lower than me, she excelled in cadet education.

The 13th herb was the most difficult one for Kayla when she was learning ＜Balut Sword＞, and the fact that she completed it through special training was, of course, seen as an area of education.

‘Anyway, such an achievement… .’

I couldn’t hold back my admiration and looked at the inside of the gymnasium as if possessed.

My first apprentice after returning, Kaela.

As a secondary hero, she fully awakened her powers, and was showing the best results by accidentally learning ＜Balut Sword＞.

“Now, wait a minute. Does that mean Instructor Akina taught Caela cadets directly?”

“yes?”

And then suddenly.

Instructor Jackson, who was listening to our conversation, raised his hand and asked.

His expression contains some kind of urgency.

Instructor Akina blinked and answered.

“Ah yes. I heard that they were doing special training in preparation for the competition, so I checked their posture for a moment. Isn’t it amazing? The cadets are the first to step forward and ask to learn. And he is also a cadet who I have never taught in my class.”

“Well, where is that? If Instructor Edgar and Instructor Akina train a cadet who is already a junior-level talent at the same time, how on earth will Cadet Delroque win? ”

“yes?”

For a moment, there was silence in the special instructor’s seat.

Instructor Jackson, who had been pouring out words as if he had been waiting, closed his mouth, perhaps feeling something strange.

However, Instructor Akina’s expression was already stained strangely.

“Instructor Jackson, apparently until just now, he didn’t care about the cadets’ fights at all… .”

“Keuk, kuhm.”

“Are you angry with me because Tristan’s swordsmanship student lost?” ?”

“Oh, how could that be! ha ha ha! I’m just interested in the content of the game… .”

Instructor Jackson desperately trying to explain.

I couldn’t bear to look at that sad look and lowered my head.

‘That heart, I understand a hundred times too.’

Even if you try to pretend otherwise, you can’t help but focus on the disciple.

Originally, getting my baby beaten somewhere is one of the most upsetting things as a teacher.

furthermore… .

“Haaa… !!”

visor! Chae Jae-jaeng-!

puck! puck!

“Suck! 100 million! Oh billion! That, stop!”

-end! Game over! Please put down your swords and back away for a moment! Cadet Kayla! Stop hitting with the handle! Stop kicking your shins too!

… Caela’s opponent this time, Deloque Bresca.

Because he was being beaten so badly that I felt sorry for him.