Munchkin of the Summoning Academy

Maiden of Ice and Fire (1)

We boarded the train to go back to the academy as soon as the day dawned.

Leaving the field training site without permission, but it doesn’t matter.

The score on this activity is quite large, but it is not to the extent that it cannot be covered at all…

It doesn’t make any sense to continue to stay here after being humiliated like yesterday.

The last conscience seemed to remain, and the train station was not blocked or closed.

We took our first car and headed to the capital.

Unlike when I came, the time is fast, so the train is quite quiet.

Most of the carriages are cargo compartments, as if passengers are sent at the same time.

Thanks to that, Persia, who took a long seat, looked out the window with a proud expression.

I took out the textbook and tried to prepare for the final exam, but I closed the book in less than 30 minutes.

It’s the first time I’ve heard of it… It seems like I have motion sickness.

“No, because someone who used to ride well on horses and wagons suddenly… isn’t used to it yet?”

“I will.”

Sylvia fidgets on the other side when I see her struggling.

I have never read a book while riding a carriage or horse.

In the end, I gave up everything and was eating snacks or munching, and the capital slowly approached.

As I left the busy train station and entered the campus, I saw a bleak and relaxed landscape.

Although the school cafeteria is closed, the shopping street remains the same, so there is no big problem.

As I was about to go back to the dormitory after grabbing a meal, the Summoner’s Book trembled.

As she unfolds it with a little hesitation, she hears Christine’s voice.

“Louis. Did you go back first?”

“Yes… Please tell Maria I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. There’s nothing to be sorry about. I’m resting well because I’ve worked hard.”

Christine ends the communication by giving unsatisfactory comfort.

I stuck my tongue out at this rare experience.

I didn’t even feel like I was overreacting a bit…

It seems that the Westwall changeback was a bit harsh in the eyes of others.

but. Thinking about it now, he believed only one of his close associates and insulted the El Cloud family and his father.

Thanks to you, I opened my chest a little and the communication came again.

“It’s popular.”

“Is it Professor Ersa this time?”

As I connect communication while watching Medysha, who seems to be grumbling for some reason, I hear a sound like a clear thunderbolt.

“El Cloud. You and your vassal scholarships have been cancelled.”

“yes?”

Could it be that the Westwall Marquess did it?

I left the field training site without permission, so it is possible to cancel the scholarship, but…

No matter what, it’s going to be so stupid.

As it hardened from the great shock, a somewhat understandable explanation followed.

Of course, it wasn’t very pleasant.

“Westwall paid all four years’ worth of tuition for you and that bastard. So you don’t have to keep getting scholarships.”

“…you can’t deny that? I never agreed.”

It seems like they’re trying to pretend to be relatives now…

This isn’t about giving you medicine or anything.

Even though the four-year tuition is a huge amount, I don’t want to be indebted to Byeon-baek.

Then, on the other side of the communication card, Ersa grinned.

“What happened to you there? I’m sorry, but there is no such thing as a refund in advance of our academy. If you don’t like it, the only way is to drop out…”

“Ugh.”

Of course, I can’t quit school for this reason.

That’s where I left my luggage unintentionally, so why did I have to worry about it?

I returned to the dormitory thinking that I would have to pay it back later.

In order to shake off the unpleasant feeling, I immediately started studying for the exam.

The theory class has a low score, and I think it’ll be over soon because I’ve already done a lot.

But let that assumption be in vain.

For a long time, I opened a book and sat quietly.

As it was on the train earlier, the letters do not catch my eye.

I’m sure I’m sitting comfortably in the chair, but I’m dizzy.

It wasn’t like motion sickness either.

I clicked my tongue slightly, realizing the faint scent of blood that remained on the tip of my nose.

Yesterday, I don’t feel guilty about executing that liar knight, but…

I keep remembering his last expression.

A face full of distrust and resentment.

The two eyes that complained of resentment until the last moment are good.

In the first place, what would the Count’s oldest knight have framed our family for?

Still, I was worried about my identity and everything, but his testimony made me even more disturbed.

Sylvia, who was looking at my complexion, said slightly reproaching me.

“Master. You have already proved it by pulling the Dragon Tooth.”

“… right.”

He cleared his thoughts with difficulty and lowered his gaze again.

After quietly concentrating on studying for the exam for a few days, the academy began to be crowded again.

It seems that the case of leaving the field training without permission has been skipped.

I thought it would be a bit of a pain to see Maria, but… I felt more at ease when he greeted me as if nothing had happened from the other side.

I breathed a sigh of relief and went to the classroom.

The first class after the field practice was none other than a special lecture on summoning swordsmanship.

In fact, it is no different than a regular lecture, but it is still much rarer than a regular class.

Thanks to this, Sylvia took it for the first time since she was transferred to this academy.

I was inflating my expectations with the thought of bragging about my departure.

Medusha said quietly, as if thinking similarly to mine.

“Can I expect Sylvia’s skill today?”

“Of course. He’s really strong. You’ve been close to him last time.”

“but…”

In this class, Sylvia will run like a fish out of water.

As if he didn’t really think much of it, he was sitting with all his strength drained and watching him…

Other students rushed into the dungeon where our classmates had gathered.

Looking at the color of the shirt, they are freshmen just like us.

However, the class is different, so I have rarely seen it in person.

In the first place, the class was supposed to be taken separately.

Maybe I came to the wrong classroom?

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Just when the students who came up with the same idea as me were checking the timetable.

The summoning swordsman professor came in and calmed them down.

“Everyone, sit down. Today, we will be conducting a joint class. During the final exam, you may be dealing with another classmate, so keep an eye on it.”

“ah…”

The students, who got up a little hastily, took their seats on the road.

As I quietly opened my eyes and ears, I could feel the eyes of my classmates turned to one side.

“Is he the 1st place in the last midterm? The illegitimate son of the Tersia family.”

“That fried noodle family?”

“Howard Tersia. The name and family really don’t match.”

“But will El Cloud win the swordsmanship?”

A boy with short hair.

Listening to the story, it seems that he was the one who beat me in the last midterm exam.

If I was an illegitimate child, I wouldn’t have gotten a good summons… To be honest, it’s amazing.

I asked Sylvia while watching my competitors.

“Can’t I cut it short like that? It looks very comfortable.”

“I can’t because you’re much nicer now.”

Sylvia rejects it without a single thought.

Actually, that guy’s hair is a little too short for a nobleman.

As if the other side noticed my presence, he was giving me a strange gaze. Dalian begins.

The professor called Sylvia, a transfer student, first.

The opponent of Dalian is a male student from a knight family that I have defeated several times.

Holding their practice swords, they immediately began to compete.

Of course I predicted Sylvia’s victory, but…

Why is her movement so cool?

His usual skills are nowhere to be found, and he repeats useless movements and minor mistakes.

Whenever the familiar technique is about to explode, it hastily brakes and moves stiffly.

It doesn’t seem like the opponent’s skill has improved by leaps and bounds… I think he’s doing that on purpose.

Medusha, who was watching her gossip, said to me as if protesting.

“Louis. Didn’t I say I’m much stronger than you?”

“Why… why do you do that?”

The professor frowned as if he had noticed Sylvia’s travels.

But for some reason he did not openly rebuke him.

After repeating meaningless battles, she managed to win.

The professor quickly sent the two of them back as if they didn’t want to see them.

While other students go up to the dungeon.

I quietly asked Sylvia, who had returned to the seat next to her.

“What are you doing?”

“I don’t want to show my skills and skills in front of people who may one day fight. This is all I have. I don’t have to worry about scholarships anymore…”

“ah…”

Unlike me, Sylvia is a practitioner who risked her life to fight on the front line.

Certainly my thoughts were short.

Could it be that the opponents I had won before did not show their skills properly?

As if looking into my head, she added a sentiment.

“By the way, it’s the Royal Summoning Academy, so I was expecting a bit, but the level is very low. My opponent, who is the handmaiden’s best student, is no match.”

“Aren’t the other guys hiding their skills too?”

“You can tell just by stepping on it. You just can’t do that. It’s a skill to hide and nothing else.”

Silvia answered with a lot of pride.

With a little relief, I watched as Elfriede was sweating profusely.

A professor who has just grasped the skills of the students is putting them together with similar opponents, but…

Elfriede was not doing well.

Even though her opponent is clinging to the name of the Duke of Beltern.

It wasn’t until then that I got good grades.

As I was watching Dalian, I was convinced that the students in the other class wouldn’t be that great either.

The professor came out one last time and summoned the opponent to the top of the dungeon.

Today’s opponent is Howard Tersia.

It’s a fight between 1st and 2nd place in the midterm exam.

I asked quietly before taking my ass off the crowd.

“Can I just lose?”

“You don’t have to do that to the master.”

but. I don’t think the professor will leave me alone if I’ve been fooling around here.

Hold a blunt practice sword, wear protective gear, and face your opponent.

Howard was taller and more muscular than me.

After watching the slightly poor posture, the match started.

He tried to contain the opponent by making use of the superior Rich.

My thick eyebrows twitch as I let it go.

“Ugh.”

This time, I tried to attack and lead to a binding fight, but that side widens the distance.

Are you not confident in technical battles?

Still, if the sword and the sword are entangled, there is no choice but to compete with each other.

I was convinced when I saw the guy taking a slightly awkward stance.

‘Is the study of Jeongseok insufficient?’

He is doing well with his superior physical ability, but his response is strange.

I don’t think it was systematically learned from a proper teacher like me. Relying on experience to push it away and throw it away.

But is it just that Jeongseok is just Jeongseok?

As I just learned how to shoot a sword, I get flustered.

“profit…”

Still, there is such a difference in the study of Jeongseok, and it is amazing to endure it.

The moment I was admiring myself so much.

Little by little, feelings began to load on Howard’s sword.

As if this is an enemy of any family, he wields it with all his might.

‘What did our family do to Tersia?’

No matter how many points are at stake, is it necessary to raise the heat this far for a simple match?

The opponent’s anger was so out of the ordinary that I even thought about it.

The shock and the sound of knives getting louder and louder.

I wondered if the professor would stop us, but instead, he laughed and cheered us on.

“Yes, this is it. Swing it faster and stronger! Fight with the momentum to crush your opponent!”

Anyone who sees it would know that they paid the entrance fee.

At some point, I was sweating profusely and sharing the sum.

I’ve never seen him swing his sword so hard since he left the mansion.

A technique that had been forgotten for a while was reviving at his fingertips, but he was slowly getting used to it.

If you keep going like this, you’ll catch up soon.

With that in mind, I forced the binding.

Sword wrestling using each other’s swords as leverage.

From this point on, it really becomes a battle of skills, but his posture is not good because he digs a little too hard earlier.

“Ugh!”

Howard, who gave strength to his forearm, switched to half-swording and tried to dig into the gap…

I gave up my sword and moved on to bare-handed wrestling.

It had become a dead-end fight without even a trace of swordsmanship, but the professor still hadn’t given a signal to stop.

He knocked over his opponent’s leg and slapped him in the side with his fist, causing a painful moan to come out.

“Aww!”

Originally, I didn’t plan on raising the heat this much…

I was furious because the other person hit me with emotions.

Only then does the professor make a decision and end the match.

For some reason, it’s the cutest expression on his face.

It seems that the previous matches were quite disappointing.

“Stop! El Cloud wins! The final judgment was good. There was a slight difference in physique, so I would have been beaten in the opposite direction…”

“Ugh…”

Howard couldn’t get up easily because he had been hit with a lot of vital points.

When I reach out my hand, who can’t see it, he grabs it coldly.

He won in a slightly disrespectful way, but somehow his expression is much better than before.

He breathed in hard, barely exhaling.

“Ha, ha… I thought he was the master, but he knows how to fight.”

“Where are you looking?”

Did you feel any sense of entitlement because you were the bastard?

I managed to put up with such a pintacle.

Before, I really thought I was going to die from being hit by a practice knife.

I do it or not. Howard shook his hand lightly and returned to his seat.

Anyway, I’m glad I don’t seem to have a grudge against El Cloud.

The students, who suddenly became quiet as if they were dead, were giving strange glances.

Finally, the summoning swordsman professor announced the end of the class.

I escaped the classroom faster than anyone else and headed to the club room.