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Chapter 34 - Beyond Expectations(1)
"How is it? Isn't it quite something?"
"......Indeed, it is. It's excellent."
Sir Buckal, the high-ranking knight from Jenas, nodded his head.
He was a man of few words and a blunt personality. The word 'excellent' was not mere flattery but his sincere opinion.
He spoke with admiration.
Е ṅ u mа . i̊ d
"Both of them are not lacking even when compared to the knight cadets of Jenas. Especially that blonde child, I'm tempted to take him."
"Hahaha, I can grant you any other request, but that one is impossible. Cal Krone is a child who will become the greatest knight of our Tarajan in the future."
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The head of the Knight Department said, not hiding his proud expression.
Would a great nation like Jenas really try to steal the talent of a small country? Considering diplomatic issues, it was impossible. Therefore, his words could be taken as pure praise.
My goodness, a high-ranking knight from Jenas is praising his country's cadets!
'Not only Cal Krone, but Teoro also did well!'
W̃ е bnӧv̈е̃l̂ E n ům̈ а.
Cal Krone's good performance was a given. He was, by his own and others' admission, the strongest swordsman in the academy.
But he had never dreamed that even Teoro would show such skill. It seemed he had had an epiphany right before the Swordsmanship Festival began.
It was a good thing. If the academy's prestige rose because of this, the trust from above would surely deepen.
The department head, still smiling, said to Sir Buckal.
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"It won't be as good as this, but the next match will also be quite worth watching."
"Is that so? Are there other talents of that caliber?"
W ё b̆ň о v̌ e̊ľ Е ǹ ů m̆а́
"Yes. A child named Boomer Simpson is quite skilled... I think you can look forward to it."
"I understand. I'll keep an eye on him."
Sir Buckal nodded his head and turned his gaze to the stage.
He didn't bother asking about the other one. If he hadn't been mentioned, the reason was obvious. It meant his skills were not worthy of his interest.
Of course, he wasn't disappointed. No, he was rather satisfied.
The two alone were impressive enough, but to think there was one more talent. It was unbelievable for an academy of a small to medium-sized country.
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Sir Buckal cracked his neck and smiled slightly.
It was the moment when a schedule that had been nothing but a nuisance felt more interesting than anything else.
***
"Don't be too careless."
"Hm?"
Teoro's voice came from behind Cal Krone, who was leaving the stage first.
Ẇ е̃ḃǹо́v е̄l Ё ǹu ṁ а̇
He glanced up at the empty air.
The magical video had been turned off as the match had concluded.
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He asked a question much more comfortably.
"What are you talking about now? You don't actually think Boomer will beat me, do you?"
"Are you crazy? That guy is below me. He was, he is, and he will be."
"Then what is it?"
Е ňů m̆a . і̃ d
Cal Krone looked at Teoro with an expression that said he had no idea what he was talking about.
Seeing that, Teoro let out a smirk. And he glanced towards the waiting area.
Cal Krone, who followed his gaze, made a 'you can't be serious?' expression. He burst out laughing as if it were absurd and said.
"You're joking, right?"
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"I'm not joking."
"You were talking about Lumian? That's disappointing. Your skills have improved, but your eye for people has become terrible."
W̆ еb̊ n̊ о̆v е̄l̇. Ènū mа
"You're the one. Your skills may be great, but your eyes are not. Don't be surprised in the finals because you were letting your guard down, and take this to heart. Don't take Lumian too lightly."
"Ha..."
Cal Krone was still the same. An expression of contempt.
Teoro said no more and came down from the stage before him. He thought with an expressionless face.
'This is ridiculous.'
He was bluffing with someone else's skills, not his own. No, it was by no means a bluff, but the fact that he had borrowed someone else's power to make a point was eating away at his pride.
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But he wanted to see it, even if he had to endure that.
The sight of that guy's arrogance being shattered. The sight of a genius who had always held the top spot being tripped up by a perennial last-placer.
Before sitting down in the waiting area, Teoro once again examined Lumian's face.
Still a serious expression. It seemed he, too, was shocked by Cal Krone's hidden skills.
'It's okay. You can do it.'
Teoro, who had felt as much frustration from Lumian as he had felt helplessness from Cal Krone. He thought that although it wouldn't be easy, it wasn't impossible for Lumian to win.
Еňu̇ m̂.ӑ.і d
'Of course, it's just this once. From next time...'
I'll break them both with my own hands.
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Teoro, who had quietly strengthened his resolve, gently closed his eyes.
Leaving him behind, Boomer whispered quietly to Lumian.
"Lumian, Lumian."
"Ah, what."
W ё b́ n̄о̆v̈е̂l̇ Еǹum̀а
"You remember, right? You have to go easy on me. Give me some time to show off. Got it?"
"How many times do I have to tell you, man."
Boomer pouted at Lumian's sharp reaction.
In fact, he had no intention of beating Lumian in this match. To be honest, he wasn't confident.
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That was why he had made a request before entering the arena. To match his pace so that he could fully show off his skills.
'If I fight Lumian and put up a good fight, and Lumian beats or shows a comparable performance to Cal Krone, my reputation will improve a lot!'
Е̃ ńu ṁ а
Fortunately, Lumian was not a stubborn guy. Boomer had promised him two lewd books in exchange for his ready agreement.
But this guy was being weird.
From the moment he saw Teoro and Cal Krone's match, his expression had been as sour as a dog that needed to poop, and now he was even getting annoyed with him. His mood soured along with him.
'Nah, no way. He wouldn't break a promise, right?'
He probably wouldn't. Although he was a guy who was usually prickly with him, he wasn't the type to break promises.
And with the lewd books on the line, it was even more so. Boomer sniffed and blew away his useless thoughts.
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"Next! Boomer Simpson, Lumian Calard. To the stage!"
"Alright, let's go!"
"......"
The two, whose names had been called, headed to the stage. Boomer Simpson was full of energy, while Lumian Calard seemed somehow drained of his.
Of course, even in that state, the image creation through Aura was continuously maintained. A few women sent him cheers.
"Lumian Calard! I believe you'll win!"
Е ñ ům ā._і d
"Please knock down that ignorant bandit-like guy!"
At that, a little bit of vitality returned to Lumian's expression.
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He focused a little more. Then, the image he was trying to express emanated more strongly.
If he was a single wildflower in the first round, he had now become so much more vivid that he could be called a wreath woven from wildflowers. It was thanks to diligently accumulating Aura and practicing during the Swordsmanship Festival.
On top of that, since his opponent was Boomer, who was rumored to be unpopular with women, all the ladies' cheers were for Lumian. His face brightened even more.
But that was also for a moment.
Wе́ b́n̈ o v̆еl̊ .E num̃ а
When he thought of the final match tomorrow, his energy drained away again.
Lumian, with his shoulders slumped, glanced at Cal Krone and thought.
'If I fight that guy tomorrow, I'll end up in a similar state as Boomer.'
Probably so.
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No, it would be even worse.
Teoro himself was a case in point.
W̌е b̆ nоvel̆ Еn ŭm̌а
According to his own cold analysis, Teoro's current looks and his Aura image could gain a similar level of favor from women. Since he had been observing the reactions of the female audience throughout the Swordsmanship Festival, the margin of error would not be large.
But, Teoro, who had a similar power level to him, had been completely defeated by Cal Krone. He had been miserably pushed back in the popularity contest.
What's more, when Teoro had gone on the offensive, profanities had even come out of the mouths of some ladies.
That felt more terrifying to Lumian than the acidic saliva of a large demon beast.
"Are you both ready?"
"Yes!"
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"Yes? Ah, yes!"
While he was lost in thought, the match had already come right before him.
However, Lumian still couldn't come to his senses.
What was the reason he had participated in the Swordsmanship Festival?
It was precisely to gain popularity with women. His goal was to have an easier love life through high recognition, to make more beautiful and attractive women show interest in him.
Winning the Swordsmanship Festival itself was not the real goal.
Е̊n̂_u ma
Even if he beat Cal Krone and won, if he received criticism instead of cheers from the women, it would be worse than not participating at all.
'Hmm, is it okay to start? It should be fine, right?'
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Of course, whether Lumian was having such thoughts or not, time flowed on. The referee nodded while looking at the contestants on both sides.
Although Lumian Calard looked a bit dazed, he couldn't delay the proceedings for that. It was not a fair act to favor one side's circumstances too much when he had already received their answers.
The referee, having made his decision, raised his hand high. Swinging his right arm down with force, he shouted in a booming voice.
"Begin the match!"
W̌e b̆nȯ.v̊ ё l̆ Ẽn ũ m̆ã
"Uryaaaaaap!"
As soon as it began, Boomer rushed at Lumian.
The pressure from his large frame charging quickly was immense. Even the distant audience was startled by his presence, so one couldn't even guess what the relatively small-framed Lumian would feel.
Of course, the audience's worries were unfounded.
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Lumian was still lost in his own thoughts, not paying any attention to Boomer.
Boomer unleashed a powerful attack on him. It was a crude vertical slash that seemed to tear space apart.
W̃ е̂bnо̇ṽ_е l̂ E̊nů mа
WHOOOOOOSH!
Lumian took a step back and twisted his body. That light movement alone resulted in a perfect evasion.
But Boomer's attack was not over.
As if he had just gotten started, he swung his greatsword even faster and stronger.
WHOOOOSH!
WHOOSH!
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WHOOOOOOSH!
A merciless attack that seemed to contain the single-minded intention of crushing his opponent!
The audience held their breath and watched the stage and the magical video. Boomer's appearance, gaining explosive power and becoming faster and faster, felt even more thrilling than Teoro's.
But it was still a story from another world to Lumian.
He thought with a still gloomy expression as he evaded Boomer's attacks.
WHOOSH!
Ѐn ù m̄ å
'What do I do?'
WHOOOOSH!
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'How can I resist that guy?'
WHOOOOOOSH!
'Should I show him the incomplete Aura Sword? No, that alone won't be enough!'
Lumian let out a 'tch' and a groan.
Ѐ nŭm̃ a
If he could activate the Aura image and draw out the Aura Sword at the same time, then there was a possibility. If he could do that, he could compete with Cal Krone's ridiculous attention-seeking power.
But that was impossible. With his woefully insufficient amount of Aura, he had to give up one of them. And with that alone, he would never be able to achieve what he wanted.
Of course, the cadets and those with a deep knowledge of swordsmanship would be horrified just by him drawing out the Aura Sword without the Aura image...
Who cares?
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The reaction of the absolute majority of women wouldn't be good!
WHOOOOOOSH!
Ė ṅum̊ а̀. і̊ d_
'What do I do? What do I do?'
His worries didn't stop. No matter how he searched for a way, only a desperate future came to mind.
To the female fans who had already become Cal Krone's captives, swordsmanship skills were no longer important.
It was obvious that even if he beat that guy, they would only send him cold glares. Like a third-rate villain who had defeated the savior of all mankind, it was clear as day that they would pour all sorts of criticism and insults on him...
WHOOOOOOOOSH!
'No, but what is this thing that keeps bothering me!'
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Surge!
Something shot up from within Lumian.
He felt like his hair was going to fall out from the worry of a lifetime, but some fly-like thing kept aiming for him.
It was even hard to ignore. It seemed like it would be quite a shock if he got hit. That was why he had been continuously evading it, but now even that was annoying.
Whooosh, a stream of Aura rose from Lumian's dantian. The quickly shot Aura traveled through the passages in his body and arrived at Lumian's right hand.
Clench! A great force was imbued in his hand that held the sword.
E̊ n ú.m̂ а̂
Lumian unleashed that power in a single burst. Along with his annoyance.
And that was the end.
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CRRRRASH!
WHOOOOSH... ing
CLANK!
"Keuk!"
Е num̆ а. і̆ d̊
"Ah, right."
"...Ma-match over. Second-year, Class E, Lumian Calard, is the, the victor."
A sword that had been sent flying out of the stage.
Boomer, clutching his sword-wielding hand and looking at Lumian with a wronged expression.
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And Lumian, who made a slightly flustered expression and then awkwardly scratched the back of his head.
All the spectators watching this were at a loss for words.
Ӗ nu m̂ ӑ
Most people couldn't even understand the situation. Lumian's sword just now had been too fast for that.
Of course, among them, there were a few who had accurately confirmed Lumian's skill with their keen eyes.
Sir Buckal, the high-ranking knight from Jenas, and the head of the Tarajan Academy's Knight Department.
And the finalist, Cal Krone, who had ignored Lumian throughout the Swordsmanship Festival.
There were several others, but their surprise was the greatest.
Cal Krone, who was sitting in the waiting area, shot up from his seat.
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'What kind of nonsense is this!'
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