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Chapter 32 - I'm Sure That's Not What You Cultivated Your Skills For (2)
"Hraaaah!"
The moment the match began, the first-year student charged at Lumian like a bison.
He was confident. Although he had heard that the senior in front of him was a rising powerhouse these days, there were also widespread rumors that he was nothing special.
And the first-year student was on the side that believed the latter.
'No, I believe in myself!'
Ẁėb nоv ѐľ E̊ń ū mа̄
He was not a member of the so-called 'Golden Generation' of second-years. However, he was a skilled individual who had achieved the top rank among all first-years in the recent midterm evaluation.
Though his opponent was a senior, he had no intention of losing to someone with such a gentle-looking appearance. His sword swung diagonally with force.
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WHOOOOSH!
It was an attack that struck like a thunderbolt. But Lumian dodged it by a hair's breadth.
The first-year top student brought his sword back again to continue with the next attack. He hadn't thought he would win with the first blow.
His specialty was not a single strike with all his strength, but a series of attacks that raged like a storm!
Еň ù m̀ ӓ. і̂d
Now that he was within his attack range, it was halfway over. The first-year top student, smiling confidently, held his breath with a gasp.
And a merciless barrage of attacks began to pour down.
WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
SWIIISH!
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"Oh, no!"
"What do we do!"
É ňu m а̀ .і̀ d̂_
Barbara Merlin and her friend cried out in distress. Their hands, clasped and raised to their chests, perfectly represented their anxious hearts.
At some point, they had started to emotionally invest in the contestant named Lumian Calard.
She wanted to shout for Lumian, who was navigating through the terrifying storm of swords, to get off the stage.
His opponent looked incredibly strong. A physique as tough as a bison's, and sword strikes that swung without rest. To the gentle and pure-looking Lumian, he felt like too great of a trial.
But that was not the case.
After a short while, she could tell. Watching Lumian continuously evade the attacks, Barbara Merlin felt an unexplainable sense of trust welling up inside her.
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From a certain moment, his appearance began to look like something else.
'Like a weed... no, a wildflower.'
That's right. Lumian was a wildflower.
A being that had tenaciously endured through the harsh cold and severe storms, and had thus finally managed to bloom.
His appearance, which seemed delicate yet felt strong, and exuded a fresh charm within that strength, was certainly closer to a wildflower than a weed.
Finally realizing this, Barbara wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief. And she looked towards the stage again.
W̃ẽ b n̊ o v е̂l̄ Е̌n ů m̂ a
Then, Lumian, who had seemed only weak, felt different.
He was not weak.
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Though he swayed here and there in the wind, he never lost his roots.
WHOOSH!
"Keuk!"
"Match over! Second-year, Class E, Lumian Calard, is the victor!"
Е nůmа̌
The storm did not continue to rage. Lumian safely endured until the rain of blows became thin and weak, and then, seizing an opening, he brought his sword to the first-year top student's throat.
No, in truth, Lumian had never been at a disadvantage from the beginning.
He had just shown some consideration so that the first-year, who had made it to the Swordsmanship Festival stage with difficulty, would not have to leave without being able to display his skills.
The first-year knew that as well.
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He bowed his head to Lumian.
"I have learned a lesson."
Ѐ_ǹ ŭ ḿӓ
The first-year's expression looked very refreshed.
It was natural. The senior had not simply toyed with him. Rather, it was closer to him showing the path he should take. As he chased his movements, he had come to discover his own problems.
Although he had lost in his first match, he had gained quite a lot.
"Not at all. You have good skills."
Lumian approached him with a bright smile. And he offered a handshake.
The first-year also grinned and took his hand. To him, Lumian offered words of encouragement and comfort.
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"Last year, I was much weaker than you."
"I-is that so?"
"Yes. There was no one who didn't know the name Lumian Calard, the perennial failing student. If you work hard, you'll be able to become much stronger than I am now."
Of course, it was a lie.
But it was a heartwarming lie. The junior who heard these words nodded with a moved expression and came down from the stage with Lumian.
Those sitting in the front rows of the audience, close to the stage, also heard their conversation.
Е ṅ u m̌ а̊
Their hearts warmed just like the first-year top student's, and they began to clap without realizing it.
CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP
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The sound of applause grew louder and louder.
This was because not only the front of the audience but also the back had roughly guessed the atmosphere. People looked down at the stage with touched gazes at the sight of the senior patting the junior's shoulder.
It was not a one-sided cheer for the winner, but applause that embraced both the winner and the loser.
Seeing Lumian, who had elicited this, Professor Karen smiled faintly.
Еn̄ ǔ ḿа
'I'm liking him more and more.'
He felt that his changed mindset and attitude were even more excellent than his rapidly increased skills.
Of course, that was a misunderstanding. Currently, Lumian was busy observing the reactions of the women throughout the audience.
'Good. Very good.'
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He smiled in satisfaction. The reaction he had wanted had come out.
Thinking that a splendid and conspicuous image like Cal Krone's would be poison to him, he had focused his mind on a wildflower, which possessed both a subtle charm and a tenacious disposition, and emitted his Aura. It was a very difficult task, but he had somehow managed to succeed before the match.
Е n̈u ḿа̌.і d̀
However, there was one side effect. The fact that it was terribly exhausting.
'The waste of Aura is too severe.'
It was on a different level from simply infusing one's voice with Aura. To express a desired image to an unspecified number of people through Aura, a much larger amount of Aura was needed.
Fighting a battle while maintaining the Aura image was also quite an ordeal.
Of course, he would not lose to students who weren't even Experts, but he needed practice, if only to be less tired. He also needed to accumulate more Aura.
'Still, for now... it's fine since the level of attention has increased.'
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Lumian did not possess the attention-seeking talent that Cal Krone had, or to put it shortly, the attention-seeking power.
But if one lacked talent, one could overcome it with effort. That was the reason he was able to become an excellent knight in his previous life.
The wind brushing past his face was refreshing. With a pleasant smile, Lumian looked at Teoro and Boomer in the waiting area and said.
"Wasn't I pretty cool?"
***
"Cool... he was."
En̈ u m̄ а̂. i̇d
Tania Eloise, who had unconsciously muttered, was startled and looked around.
Fortunately, no one had heard her. She fanned her face, which was hot with embarrassment, with her hand.
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She looked down at the stage with a complicated expression.
'What on earth kind of person is he!'
She just couldn't figure him out.
He was like an onion of a man. Tania could not get her bearings at all at the sight of his good and bad sides appearing alternately.
Ẁеb n̄о̌v̊ ё l̇ .Е_n̂u̇m̃а
The image of Lumian holding a brown envelope and smiling brightly was still vivid in her mind. The picture on the cover, with its incredible level of suggestiveness, was the same.
For such a person to show such a heartwarming, pure... and slightly cool side, the sense of disconnect was so great she could barely stand it.
'Should I try to get closer now? Or should I keep my distance?'
Her mind became complicated. Her anguish was naturally revealed on her face.
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Seeing Tania like that, a third-year student asked a question.
"Tania, what's wrong?"
W е̌ ḃn ǒv́ ë l̃ Е̂ńū m а́
"Huh? No, I just had something to think about..."
"What, are you thinking of recruiting again?"
The third-year student said with a laugh.
Anyone who was an acquaintance of hers knew that Tania was thirsty for promising talents and tried to draw them into her social club.
That was why he had asked casually, but Tania jumped and denied it.
"What are you talking about! No!"
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"Huh, huh? No?"
"What, what's wrong? Is there a problem with that kid?"
Another third-year student asked with a hardened expression.
If Tania was showing such strong rejection, there must be a reason. She was curious about it.
"Yes! That guy is a per..."
'Wait, if they ask me how I know he's a pervert, what should I explain?'
Е́ n ũ_m а̀
She suddenly felt her breath catch in her throat. Tania's eyes wavered slightly.
In the end, she had no choice but to mumble her words.
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"A per?"
"No, I misspoke. I just don't think he and I would get along."
"Hmm, really? Then I'll try to pull him into my group..."
"No!"
Ẁ е́ b n оv ё l Ѐ n̆ù m̊ǎ
"...Tania? What's wrong?"
Tania's friend's eyes went wide.
Because her friend was pathologically obsessed with forming connections, she had yielded first, but Lumian was a talent she coveted as well. Meaning, he was a junior with whom there was nothing to lose by getting close.
That's why she had only brought it up after confirming that Tania wasn't interested, so seeing such a reaction was extremely bewildering.
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But the one who was even more bewildered was Tania.
She stammered and sputtered out a clumsy excuse.
E_n̆ ū mā .і d̀
"That, that guy, his character isn't very good. I heard a rumor that he hangs out with Boomer and gets into trouble."
"Really? Hmm. Boomer... I guess, his personality is a bit like that."
Boomer Simpson, who didn't care about seniors or superiors when he was crossed, did not have a very good reputation among the third-years.
Of course, giving up on Lumian for that reason alone was a bit of a shame, but she didn't want to insist when Tania was so forcefully trying to stop her.
She sighed deeply and grumbled.
"Sigh, all the second-year kids who seem decent have a flaw. They're all the lone wolf type."
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"I know, right. That Lumian kid looks gentle, how does he get along with Boomer?"
The third-year students shook their heads as they looked at Lumian.
Tania also laughed awkwardly and shook her head along with them.
However, her heart was in a completely different state from her words.
'What should I do?'
Honestly, she didn't know her own heart well either.
W è b̆ n ŏv̈ е̂ľ Ên ǔm а
Whether she liked Lumian or not, whether she wanted to get closer or keep her distance, she was so confused. It was the first time in her life she had encountered such a difficult person to figure out.
In the end, the conclusion she came to was similar to before.
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'Just a little... I'll have to watch him a little more!'
Tania nodded her head so strongly that the ponytail at the back of her head swished.
***
The first day of the Swordsmanship Festival ended safely. Although it was a tournament in which only the lower grades participated, the level of the matches was higher than expected, and the audience was greatly satisfied.
Е̌ nu̇ṁ а. ї d
In particular, the skills of Cal Krone, Teoro Shutgaren, Boomer Simpson, and Lumian Calard were surprising.
At their outstanding skills, which were hard to believe for second-years, people came to the tournament venue the next day as well, and again returned with satisfied faces.
Their performance continued with unstoppable momentum.
Two days passed like that. The skilled fighter from Class B, Bayreun Sigal, who had been the only rival to the quartet, was defeated by Boomer, and finally, the semifinal bracket was completed.
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Cal Krone vs. Teoro Shutgaren.
Boomer Simpson vs. Lumian Calard.
En̊ u m̄ ã. iď
A lineup that one couldn't help but look forward to!
Many people, including Cal Krone's fans, eagerly awaited the day of the semifinals.
The surviving contestants were busy managing their conditions to fully showcase their skills.
They never overdid their training until the day before the match. If they did that and couldn't perform at their best on stage, there would be nothing more unfair.
But Lumian alone was different.
He was desperate. He desperately needed Aura, and so he devoted his heart and soul to Aura Cultivation.
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He saved time on eating and sleeping, and continued to accumulate Aura until the morning of the tournament.
And with the Aura he had accumulated, he poured all his effort into creating the desired image.
"Hooo."
Lumian exhaled and thought.
It wasn't as much as when he went to subjugate the Demon King, but he felt he had worked almost as hard.
He was still not satisfied, but it was better than before. Now, it seemed he could, to some extent, stand against Cal Krone's stage presence and attention-seeking power.
Е̌n̆ũḿа
'Let's work harder. If I try until the finals, I'll see a path. I have to practice without rest even in the waiting area!'
To overcome natural talent, effort is the only way to live.
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With an extremely serious expression, Lumian left his dormitory.
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