I Became a Blind Swordsman at the Academy

6. Placement Test (2)

“That bastard is really weird?! He breaks magic with a sword!!!”

Reina’s cry made the other instructors fall silent.

“”…..””

Because they knew better what that meant.

“I know.

“Huh…”

The instructor, who finally came to his senses at Reina’s sharp words, drooled.

“The question is, ‘how’ did you do it?”

Dispel was basically a skill of high difficulty that was possible only if you knew the magic cast by the opponent better than the opponent.

“First of all, the battle isn’t over yet, so let’s keep an eye on it.”

“To agree.”

After the instructors said that, they began to focus on the screen again.

ㅡSuddenly!

Just as the gauntlet disappeared, Amon’s right arm was being severed.

ㅡFuck!! What!!!

The five-fold reduction in pain within illusion magic didn’t cause Amon to pass out, but it was enough to shock him.

Jeto’s dispel continued.

This time it was the gauntlet on his left arm.

ㅡSuddenly!

Amon’s defenseless left arm is severed.

Soon, Amon kneels down in front of Jeto.

“It’s over.”

“It seems that the psychological shock was as great as he was conceited.”

“I guess. I lost completely to an opponent I didn’t know the name or face of, or even couldn’t see.”

“I don’t think Cadet Amon Caligus was weak.”

With the instructor’s words, the head of Amon, who was sitting down, is blown away.

“I just met someone completely unexpected.”

This concludes another test.

The instructors began grading the last two remaining.

“It’s unfortunate how Amon handled it.”

“Thatcher? I think he did just as well as a freshman. It was embarrassing even for us.”

There was no big underestimation of Amon.

Even if he lost to Jeto, he was in second place, and it was also true that he dealt with four enemies lightly.

“What is everyone’s opinion of Cadet Zeto?”

“Hmm…”

Surprisingly, the instructor who handles the sword well falls into trouble.

Everyone except him was curious about his opinion, so they waited for him to open his mouth.

“The swordsmanship… was nothing particularly special.”

“Yeah?”

“It’s literally. I didn’t see anything special about swordsmanship. ‘Swordsmanship’.”

“then…”

“That’s the problem. It’s not particularly a special swordsmanship, but it’s a dispel that nullifies magic…”

Everyone couldn’t help but wonder because he was a seasoned veteran who had gone through countless battlefields.

If there was nothing special about swordsmanship.

How the hell did Jeto dispel with his sword?

At that time, Reina, who had been listening silently, opened her mouth.

“Sure. There’s only one.”

However, someone else recited Reina’s words.

“You’re saying that the only thing you can do is destroy the structural ‘weakness’ of magic, right?”

At that moment, everyone’s attention was focused on him.

First, it was because he spoke for the first time during the exam.

Second, it was because he was the only non-instructor in this position.

“Can you stop intercepting me like it’s natural? And why is he here?”

Reina gets annoyed at him for interrupting her and coming in.

“Can you…”

At the words of the other instructors, everyone nodded. Considering his status, the instructors couldn’t help either.

“I came because it seemed like there was something interesting to see. But you’ve been keeping your mouth shut up until now, haven’t you?”

He says so and smiles.

His torn eyes were always full of suspiciousness.

“Even so, my father told me to do some work.

His name is Edward Klaus.

His father was Julius Klaus, the 21st principal of Innocence Academy.

“It’s hard to keep my mouth shut because everyone is acting frustrated over the obvious. I just hate bothersome things.”

“under.”

Rayna snorted at Edward.

Edward continues talking without even expressing himself.

“To get to the main point. Each magic has structural weaknesses, and it magically interferes with them to nullify the opponent’s magic. Dispel. I think everyone knows this much… Are there any conditions?”

“…Should I have a better understanding of the magic cast by the opponent?”

Rayna easily solves Edward’s sudden quiz.

This was a process that supported Edward’s explanation.

“But that cadet named Zeto can’t handle mana properly, let alone magic.”

Edward spits out meaningful words without losing his smile.

“That’s right. Doesn’t that make no sense?”

“Everyone thinks so, but I think… he’s ‘seen’.”

“What is he saying now?”

He is obviously blind, but what can he see?

The instructors frowned at Edward’s absurd statement.

“Ah, to be precise, ‘feel’ rather than ‘see’ would be more accurate. Well, this is just my guess…”

Edward paused to explain, and all the other instructors held their breath.

Edward, who was looking over the instructors, opens his mouth.

“…What if he reads and senses mana itself? What if that ‘nonsense’ sense allows him to instinctively penetrate the weakness of magic he’s never seen before?”

Edward’s hypothesis was enough to draw interest from the instructors.

“If that’s the case… Is it the realm of talent or the realm of effort…”

It’s been a long time since the story has become a discussion about Dispel, which Jetto introduced, rather than scoring.

“Well, I’ve seen occasional cases where important senses, such as sight or hearing, are lost and other senses are amplified…”

“Ha ha ha. It wasn’t like this. Not all blind and deaf people in the world can do that.”

“In the first place, if even the ability of a blind person to handle a sword is special, it should already be considered a special ability. Of course, as an academy cadet, there must have been something else…”

“I don’t think this ability…”

While the instructors felt admiration from Eisel, who had taken the test earlier, they felt an opaque feeling of ‘unknown’ from Jeto.

An outstanding level of cadets could be seen intermittently.

Of course, Eisel was an all-time high-level cadet who surpassed even that.

However, it was a different story for the ‘unknown’ that they could not understand, such as Zeto.

“I don’t think we’ll get an answer just by sitting here and talking.”

Edward wraps up the instructors’ heated discussion.

There was truth in his words.

However, that does not solve the doubts that have grown in the minds of the instructors.

Knowing that, Edward offers a very simple solution to this situation.

“So, maybe we can talk to him directly.”

“…”

“I think it could be a kind of favoritism.”

Hearing this, Edward smiles a sinister smile.

“Favourite? Instructor Kaliman. This is Innocence Academy. In Innocence Academy, your skills are everything and your own strength is everything. Favoritism? Do the cadets who insist on that have at least as special abilities as cadet Zeto?”

Instructor Kaliman shrugs.

Instructor Kaliman only had a bad relationship with Edward, but he was well aware of the academy’s teaching methods.

“But why are you, not even an instructor, deciding that?”

Reina’s sharp tip comes in.

However, no one expected Edward’s unconventional remarks that followed.

If his father, Julius, had been here, he would not have understood.

“At this point, I was thinking of trying to become an instructor as well.”

Everyone in the room is stunned by Edward’s remarks.

“…And Miss Reina? I want you to be polite in a public event like this.”

Edward said, raising one corner of his mouth.

“That bastard is real.”

Raina slams the desk in a fit of anger at Edward’s blow.

Judging by the atmosphere, it seems that there will be a fuss here.

The instructors hated Edward’s unlucky, sinister smile even more today.

***

‘I won.’

It was a pure feeling when I returned to the exam hall after the exam.

Weakness seen even in magic.

You don’t know exactly what your abilities are.

It was still confusing in my head, but the results were good anyway.

Looking around, I see Amon who is missing his spirit.

As soon as he confirms my appearance, his eyes suddenly change.

‘Be afraid.’

Amon looked very upset.

Will this lead to his fall or his inner growth.

It was up to him to leave it as it is. I’ll figure it out by going one of the two routes.

But there is no need to make enemies.

It seems like you need to have a deep conversation with him sometime. It is a deep conversation called ‘Dalian’.

Since the exam was over, I went back to my seat where Yuri was waiting.

Returning to Yuri, questions pour in from her.

“Jetto, what the hell is that?! …Oh no, what is that?”

Yuri’s eyes, which had been so excited that she even forgot honorific words, sparkled.

“What?”

It seems that trembling in front of the glass has become a habit.

“Didn’t you dispel Amon’s magic as if to show off?”

“…”

Should I consider that a dispel?

It was different from the dispel I knew, but since it nullifies magic, it should be called dispel…

First of all, I have to come up with a plausible excuse to answer Yuri who is urging me.

“I’m good at that too… I wonder if it happened that way.”

“…don’t play around.”

“Really.”

I really don’t know.

It was frustrating because I didn’t know exactly what ability it was or what it was for.

“…they don’t want to know. Okay. I may have been ‘rude’.”

Yuri, who put a lot of emphasis on the word rude, has since then turned her head away from me proudly, not giving me any attention.

To her, I would be blind, but I’m not sure what that means.

I could tell because I wasn’t really blind though.

It looks like the glass is cracked hard.