The Academy is Doomed

Chapter 23

Reinbelt, the Azure Sky Sword King!

Aren’t the Four Great Knights the pillars that support the empire?

‘Why would such a great man choose me? What have I done wrong?’

It was convincing.

Especially considering his luck in bringing disaster upon himself!

With these questions in his mind, Amon followed Anar’el to the parlor, where he was able to resolve his earlier doubts.

A familiar figure sat next to an old man who appeared to be a Reinbelt.

‘……Is that the thief who stole Chloe’s victory?’

It was Raymond, the lucky winner of the contest.

‘I see. You’re so young, yet so skilled. Are you a disciple of the Azure Sky Sword King Reinbelt?

Reinbelt, who had been lost in thought, stood up.

“Kahaha, Headmaster Anar’el, is this young man the teacher I’ve been searching for!”

“Yes, he is!”

“Ho-ho, is it so!”

Mr. Reinbelt walked up to them with a croaky laugh.

“Nice to meet you! I’m Reinbelt Namak! Raymond’s grandfather! You must be familiar with my grandson!”

Amon’s eyes widened.

‘Not just an apprentice, but a grandson?’

The grandson of the tycoon of tycoons, Reinbelt!

When I realized that, Raymond, who had seemed so hateful, started to look a little cuter.

‘This is an opportunity.’

A crisis into an opportunity!

A golden opportunity to impress the tycoon and score points!

“I’m Amon, second son of Baron Drake, and it’s an honor to meet such a prestigious man, Mr. Reinbelt!”

“Kahaha, yes, it’s a pleasure!”

“By the way, may I ask what brings you here today?”

Reinbelt smiled broadly at the question.

“A student of yours, Chloe, gave my grandson a good run for his money, and I wanted to see with my own eyes the man who taught her!”

Quite a compliment!

But Amon examined his own performance with a cool head.

‘What did I……teach her?’

Chasing her from behind while she was running!

Provoked her into attacking me!

‘There’s no……?’

Amon said hurriedly.

“You’re being flattering. I was merely showing the student the way.”

The message contained in those words is ‘I didn’t do sh*t!’

But Reinbelt burst out laughing, as if he was even more pleased.

“Kahaha, you’re so humble, I’ve come to the right place today!”

The message didn’t get through.

“Seeing as how you’ve raised your student so well, you must be a man of the sword yourself, aren’t you……?”

Reinbelt’s voice was getting fainter and fainter the further back he went.

It wasn’t that, but in Reinbelt’s eyes, Amon was a novice at swordsmanship.

His stance was sloppy, and he didn’t even have the swiftness of one who had mastered the blade.

And just as ominously, Amon shattered Reinbelt’s clouded expectations.

“I do not teach swordsmanship.”

“……Is that true?”

“Yes. As I said, I just showed her a path to follow, separate from swordsmanship.”

“…….”

Reinbelt, who had been staring at Amon blankly, whispered to Raymond.

“Ray, I think you’ve got the story wrong.”

“Ha, but the kid named Chloe definitely said so.”

“Then the child told a lie.”

“I didn’t see it that way…….”

“Hmm…….”

Frowning, Reinbelt sighed as he resumed eating.

“There are many teachers. You may not have taught her swordsmanship, but if that’s what she said, you must have the qualities of a good teacher.”

Amon, who, like I said, was a master of self-objectification, took the compliment in stride.

“Thank you!”

“Hmph, now, if you’ll excuse me, could you tell me who taught that student swordsmanship? I’d like to see him, now that I’m here, and if he’s such a great swordsman, he must be a great man.”

Amon smiled broadly.

“You’re right, she is!”

“Oooh, yes, I can’t wait to meet her!”

“I’ll be right back!”

“Kahaha! Thank you!”

* * *

Amon dragged Sloth, who had woken up from her sleep!

Reinbelt looked over with a dazed face and said.

“Is she the one……?”

“Yep!”

“Are you sure?”

“Of course!”

“Uh…….”

Reinbelt frowned.

The opponent was a ‘Sword Expert’ no matter how you looked at it.

‘My grandson is a sword master even though he is young. But he hid his skills, and the student who hit him once was taught by a sword expert?’

But Reinbelt quickly shook his head.

‘No, there are many ways to teach. She may be a Sword Expert, but her philosophy may be different.’

When he had gathered his thoughts, he spoke.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you. You’re the swordsmanship teacher of the students, aren’t you?”

Sloth, who had already drifted off to sleep, quickly replied.

“Yes, I am!”

When he first came here, she couldn’t believe Amon’s words.

‘Uh, yeah……what? Why are you waking me up?’

‘The Azure Sky Sword King Reinbelt is calling for you!’

‘What are you talking about……?’

‘It’s real, wake up!’

‘Go away, I’ll sleep better……Ouch! Don’t tie my sleeping bag!’

She finally gave in to Amon’s bullying and followed him, but it was true.

‘The Four Great Knights.’

The idol and destination of those who walk the path of the sword.

Sloth quickly bowed her head.

“I am Sloth of House Pid. It’s an honor to meet you.”

“Ho-oh, you’re from the Pid family?”

“That’s right!”

Reinbelt nodded, intrigued.

“I see. You’re from the Pid family?

The Pid family is renowned for their swordsmanship, and the current head of the family, Batista Ringsley Pid, ​​is also a Grand Sword Master and one of the four great knights of the Empire.

‘Certainly, coming from such a place, you must be well versed in teaching, but the strange thing is…….’

As I said, the Pid family is renowned for their swordsmanship.

All of the children of the patriarch are top-ranked Sword Masters, and all of the vassals belonging to the family are swordsmen who are devoted to the art.

‘Furthermore, the Pid family is notorious for not tarnishing their name, and they won’t let anyone out of the family unless they reach the level of Sword Master, but this child……?’

She was dubious.

But the mana flowing from her body bore a striking resemblance to the Marquis of Pid, whom he had had the opportunity to meet a few times before.

‘She’s not lying.’

Well, I suppose he has his reasons.

“Let’s get out of here, then. Where’s the training room?”

“……?”

Reinbelt smirked at Sloth, who blinked in confusion.

“If you’re a sword-wielder, you wouldn’t dare turn down my challenge to a fight, would you?”

“……!”

A chance to duel a master!

Sloth huffed and puffed as she led Reinbelt to the training grounds.

Amon, meanwhile, was smiling broadly.

‘That’s how my life is!’

Amon has been treated like a borrowed sack of grain since Sloth was brought in!

His plan to impress the tycoon had failed!

* * *

“Is this the end?”

Sloth was kneeling in front of Reinbelt as he said that.

“Ah, it’s still……!”

“Hmm, I see.”

Reinbelt’s face was filled with despair despite Sloth’s motivated reply.

‘A Sword Expert, nothing more, nothing less.’

There was a glimpse of the cunning sword form characteristic of the Pid family, but nothing special.

‘If the sword that unfolds itself is so insignificant, what makes her teaching so special?’

Reinbelt, who had reached the peak of the sword, could read the philosophy of the teaching just by looking at his opponent.

‘Well, it’s not that far-fetched. The Pid family teaches swordsmanship to outsiders in a way that it’s not a problem to send them out. Since that’s all they teach, there’s no way their teachings are anything special.’

A tongue-in-cheek Reinbelt said.

“Anyway, if you’re going to continue, get up.”

“Yes, yes! Okay……!”

He watched her grunt and get to her feet, then said with a stern face.

“I’ll show you one last trick, and then we’ll end this duel, since I don’t think you can take it any further.”

“Yes …….”

“Then…….”

Reinbelt pointed to the ‘nearby branch’ he had been wielding at Sloth.

And just as he takes a step.

Bam!

Suddenly, Reinbelt was standing in front of Sloth, and the branch he held was touching the tip of Sloth’s chin.

“Did you see that?”

“……….”

“Yeah, yeah. I see.”

Reinbelt withdrew the branch and turned away.

“Keep up the good work.”

“……Thank you.”

Reinbelt turned and looked at Amon out of the corner of his eye.

Amon had brought Boris and Chloe along to watch the duel, thinking it would be a good show.

“Ho ho, is that the girl who gave Raymond a hard time?”

“Yes, she is. Her name is Chloe.”

“Hmph…….”

Reinbelt nodded as he stared at Chloe.

‘Aye, she’s got some qualities.’

When he realized this, Reinbelt’s interest in the girl waned.

It wasn’t that her education was superior, it was simply that Chloe’s qualities were such that they would challenge his grandson.

And he had seen countless ‘geniuses’.

There was no reason to pay attention to a mere prodigy.

“Keep up the good work, Amon. Now, if you’ll excuse me, tell the headmaster it was a pleasure to meet her.”

“Uh, you’re leaving?”

“Yes. I’m going to go now.”

“……Okay, thank you for showing me your awesome sword skills.”

“Well, bye…….”

Reinbelt, who was turning around, suddenly stopped walking.

“……What did you just say, wonderful swordsmanship?”

“What? Well, yes.”

Reinbelt frowned.

‘What is he talking about?’

As he’d advised Raymond at the tournament, he kept his skills well hidden.

His duel with Sloth would be seen by others as ‘a few swings of a twig’.

But fancy swordplay?

“……What do you mean, cool?”

Amon shuddered at the suddenly serious look on Reinbelt’s face.

“Well, what’s not to love about great swordsmanship, especially that last one?”

“……what?”

Amon said apologetically as Reinbelt blinked.

“The trajectory kept changing, maybe thirty-six times in total, but the center never wavered, and all that was left was a single thrust…… What’s not to love about that?”

“…….”

You read the last one?

He glared at Amon for a long moment.

“……You’ve never learned swordsmanship?”

“What? Yes, but…….”

“Is that true?”

“……I see no reason to tell a falsehood, do you?”

Reinbelt smirked at the answer.

“I see.”

“That’s right.”

“Then…….”

He held out the branch he was holding.

When he accepted it without thinking, Reinbelt approached, holding a sturdy new branch he had found, and spoke.

“Okay, let’s have a go.”

“What? Me?”

“Then who would it be?”

“Why me?”

Amon was jumping up and down like a madman.

‘Why do you want to spar endlessly? Are you an old man trying to show off your strength?’

There has never been tyranny like this.

Reinbelt smirked.

“A light duel. No pressure.”

“I haven’t even learned how to hold a sword, so why would there be no pressure?”

“Uh-huh, a light duel.”

“Not light to me?”

Reinbelt sighed heavily.

He wanted to see Amon’s true colors, to see that he had read his last move correctly.

‘I suppose I could strike first, but then I wouldn’t be able to see his true colors in a half-hearted counterattack.’

But as he said, Amon had no intention of doing that.

‘In that case, I’ll just have to drag……out.’

A smirking Reinbelt said.

“Hmm, I guess you don’t have the balls to do that.”

“That’s right.”

“What a disappointment. I thought you were a great guy.”

“My apologies.”

Of course, it didn’t work.

‘Because it’s true!’

I don’t have the liver to actually challenge a Grand Sword Master!

Besides, I don’t think I’m very good at it!

‘If I were great enough to challenge a Grand Sword Master, I’d have gotten out of the countryside!’

Amon clicked his tongue inwardly.

‘And isn’t the provocation too obvious?’

It was clear that he intended to provoke me somehow.

“No, he’s not going to pounce!’

Reinbelt frowned at the nonchalant Amon.

‘What’s the use of slandering him?’

Reinbelt mused.

Why does Amon stay here?

If I’m right, he’s supposed to be somebody, but there’s no way he’s a new teacher at this failing academy.

‘……Is it camaraderie?’

After all, he had just praised Sloth, a mere Sword Expert, as a ‘great man’!

Realizing this, Reinbelt switched targets.

“What a disappointment, not only for you, but also for your companion over there. I guess it was a waste of time coming here today.”

“Yes, I apologize.”

“I find it suspicious that the headmaster has such people as teachers.”

“I agree.”

Amon also thinks Anar’el’s eyes are as bad as a mole!

Reinbelt was even more troubled.

‘Is it not camaraderie?’

Then why is he here?

He couldn’t figure it out.

‘To teach students?’

That explained it.

‘Yes, I’m sure you’ve shown her the way. You may not know much about swordsmanship, but you must be a serious educator.’

Wrong.

‘Then…….’

The target was chosen.

Glancing at Boris, who was becoming increasingly serious, and then at Chloe, who was glaring at him, Reinbelt smirked.

“Well, I can tell by the look on your face.”

“What?”

‘The quality of the students you’ve taught must not be much better…….’

Amon lunged like a tiger and swung a branch.

He went along with the provocation without protest, unable to bring himself to curse what might be his lifeline in the future!