Chapter 25
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Chapter 25
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HEL SCANS
[Translator – Zain]
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The cross section was clean. Braum looked at the sword that had cleanly severed his leg in despair. Ronan responded dryly.
“I just looked at it once and learnt.”
“Learnt just from looking at it...?”
Braum’s expression hardened abruptly. It was fortunate that no one else had heard Ronan’s words.
The second-year students of the martial arts department, especially those taking lessons from Navirose, were already astonished beyond measure.
“Just now...! The new student used Lady Navirose’s revolving sword, right?”
“Even if it’s a concealed disciple, can that be allowed? How can he use it so perfectly...!”
Navirose Style 3-Second Form, the Revolving Sword.
Among the sword techniques invented by Navirose, this form served as the finishing move.
By rotating the entire body, not just the weapon or specific parts, the technique maximized its power and overcame differences in physique.
Because the power dropped significantly if the balance was even slightly disrupted, it was a highly difficult form that even most graduates found challenging to replicate.
Yet, Ronan was wielding the revolving sword perfectly with just one look.
Nine people remained. Ronan, who had subdued Braum, rushed at the other students.
Clang!
“What... is this!”
The blade rotated, tearing through the air. Ronan swung the sword horizontally, vertically, diagonally, sending strikes at his senior’s weapons.
Thud!
“What the hell! Freshman!”
Thud!
“Oh, that was my cherished spear!!”
Metallic and shattering sounds resounded consecutively. Every time Ronan’s body spun, the broken hilt of a spear rose into the air.
Among the astonished faculty, no conversations passed. Navirose, who had been watching the sparring, burst into a bitter laugh.
“So, you’ve stolen it.”
Navirose recalled the time she had held her sword to Ronan’s throat during the practical exam. There was only that one opportunity to steal the technique. It was clear from the fact that he only used the 3-Second Form, the revolving sword, among the nine forms.
“I should have shown a few more forms back then.”The initial posting of this chapter occurred via Ñøv€l-B!n.
Since the practical exam, only a month had passed. Navirose trembled with the satisfaction of finally finding her successor, her lips curling with a sense of fondness.
“Yet, you still maintain that clownish demeanor. Are you trying to become a jester?”
Ronan deliberately slowed down his strikes as he swung the sword. The reason was unclear. However, his strikes were noticeably slower than what he had shown during the practical exam.
Slow enough to be visible to the average person.
“Wow, amazing, Ronan! Wooaah! Everyone, that’s my little brother!”
Eril cried out Ronan’s name with tears streaming down. Ronan’s dazzling performance of defeating over ten opponents was impressive even to Eril, who knew nothing about swords.
Seeing this, Ronan smiled.
“This should be enough of a display of skill.”
Clang!
Ronan’s body spun again, and Nasdo’s weapon shattered into pieces. He dumbly stared at the hilt of his rapier, the blade shattered.
“···Damn it.”
Nasdo threw the hilt aside. There was no one left holding a weapon except Ronan.
No sound came from either side of the spectators. Quietly, Kratir took out a pocket watch to check the time.
The time it took to subdue ten seniors, precisely 2 minutes and 28 seconds.
“....Phew.”
A thrill ran through his body. It was a feeling akin to a diver finding gold on the ocean floor.
The exhilaration of an educator. It was the moment Kratir was about to declare the results of the competition.
“I-I apologize, Elizabeth!”
The defeated peers looked at Elizabeth and bowed their heads. However, the girl with a crimson-haired ponytail just turned her head haughtily, snorted, and that was all.
“Hmph.”
“Please, forgive me!”
The sight was reminiscent of a spoiled cat from a wealthy household. Elizabeth did not accept her classmates’ apologies and returned to her seat with her momentum.
Overwhelmed by her energy, Aselle became timid and shrunk back.
“Such a person is my classmate...”
“Exactly. This is messed up, Aselle. What are we going to do?”
After various procedures were carried out, Shullifen and Elizabeth, the top students from each department, recited their oaths.
Endeavoring to learn and shaping the future, and such things. The entrance ceremony concluded with congratulations from Kratir and the professors once again.
“Since you’ve worked hard, you must release your tension, right? The gathering will take place in the Galerion Castle’s main hall. Everyone, please move there!”
Afterward, a freshman reception was prepared, but as a spectator, Eril couldn’t attend. Ronan hurriedly left the reception to accompany her.
“Aselle, enjoy yourself with Marya first. I’ll see Eril off on my own.”
“Uh, sure...”
A carriage was already waiting in front of the main gate. Ronan carefully packed the items he wanted to give to his sister.
Even though he transferred his belongings as slowly as possible, the end had come. Eril spoke up.
“I had so much fun. It was the happiest time of my life.”
“You’re going that far with it.”
“No. Now I can truly relax, brother. When can I see you again after I leave?”
“During summer vacation... so about five months from now.”
“Heh! That’s a long time. But at least I won’t have to worry about my young brother, right?”
Ronan nodded. In front of the station, a carriage that had been pre-booked was waiting. Cita, who had been perched on Ronan’s shoulder, turned its face toward Eril.
“Bye~”
“Take care, Cita.”
Eril was still smiling brightly, but her tone held a tinge of regret. She stroked her brother’s face and spoke gently.
“You have to eat well. Write me a letter once a month...No! Once a week. Don’t follow any strange people. Don’t pick fights with your friends just because you’re strong. And if you get a girlfriend... make sure to tell me.”
“I’ll think about the last two.”
Ronan laughed nonchalantly. Eril fixed his collar for him.
“Well then, I’m off.”
Eril got into the carriage. Ronan waved his hand until the carriage became a small dot and disappeared. Cita, who had been looking at where she had left, lowered its head deeply.
“Byeeeee~”
Its wings, all four of them, drooped. It seemed like she had grown attached to Eril in just two days. Ronan gazed at the spot where the carriage had vanished and let out a sigh.
“Five months, huh?”
It felt excessively long. In reality, if he wanted to meet, they could do so every weekend. He was allowed to leave the premises on weekends, after all.
But still, Nimbuten was quite far away. Even just accounting for the round trip, it would take a good two days. As he pondered over something, Ronan muttered to himself.
“How much is a decent house in Jido Barun, anyway?”
If Eril moved to Jido Barun as well, that would solve the problem. He felt the need to save money for the first time in his life.
But he didn’t plan on focusing on that right away. Money would accumulate gradually, and for now, what mattered most wasn’t that.
– If you seek knowledge, go to Phillion.
“Finally.”
He hadn’t forgotten Adeshan’s words for even a moment. Many things had happened, but in the end, he had succeeded in achieving his primary goal.
“Cita, let’s go.”
“Bye!”
Ronan turned his steps toward Phillion. This was just the beginning.
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Chapter 25
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HEL SCANS
[Translator – Zain]
[Proofreader – Demon God]
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The cross section was clean. Braum looked at the sword that had cleanly severed his leg in despair. Ronan responded dryly.
“I just looked at it once and learnt.”
“Learnt just from looking at it...?”
Braum’s expression hardened abruptly. It was fortunate that no one else had heard Ronan’s words.
The second-year students of the martial arts department, especially those taking lessons from Navirose, were already astonished beyond measure.
“Just now...! The new student used Lady Navirose’s revolving sword, right?”
“Even if it’s a concealed disciple, can that be allowed? How can he use it so perfectly...!”
Navirose Style 3-Second Form, the Revolving Sword.
Among the sword techniques invented by Navirose, this form served as the finishing move.
By rotating the entire body, not just the weapon or specific parts, the technique maximized its power and overcame differences in physique.
Because the power dropped significantly if the balance was even slightly disrupted, it was a highly difficult form that even most graduates found challenging to replicate.
Yet, Ronan was wielding the revolving sword perfectly with just one look.
Nine people remained. Ronan, who had subdued Braum, rushed at the other students.
Clang!
“What... is this!”
The blade rotated, tearing through the air. Ronan swung the sword horizontally, vertically, diagonally, sending strikes at his senior’s weapons.
Thud!
“What the hell! Freshman!”
Thud!
“Oh, that was my cherished spear!!”
Metallic and shattering sounds resounded consecutively. Every time Ronan’s body spun, the broken hilt of a spear rose into the air.
Among the astonished faculty, no conversations passed. Navirose, who had been watching the sparring, burst into a bitter laugh.
“So, you’ve stolen it.”
Navirose recalled the time she had held her sword to Ronan’s throat during the practical exam. There was only that one opportunity to steal the technique. It was clear from the fact that he only used the 3-Second Form, the revolving sword, among the nine forms.
“I should have shown a few more forms back then.”The initial posting of this chapter occurred via Ñøv€l-B!n.
Since the practical exam, only a month had passed. Navirose trembled with the satisfaction of finally finding her successor, her lips curling with a sense of fondness.
“Yet, you still maintain that clownish demeanor. Are you trying to become a jester?”
Ronan deliberately slowed down his strikes as he swung the sword. The reason was unclear. However, his strikes were noticeably slower than what he had shown during the practical exam.
Slow enough to be visible to the average person.
“Wow, amazing, Ronan! Wooaah! Everyone, that’s my little brother!”
Eril cried out Ronan’s name with tears streaming down. Ronan’s dazzling performance of defeating over ten opponents was impressive even to Eril, who knew nothing about swords.
Seeing this, Ronan smiled.
“This should be enough of a display of skill.”
Clang!
Ronan’s body spun again, and Nasdo’s weapon shattered into pieces. He dumbly stared at the hilt of his rapier, the blade shattered.
“···Damn it.”
Nasdo threw the hilt aside. There was no one left holding a weapon except Ronan.
No sound came from either side of the spectators. Quietly, Kratir took out a pocket watch to check the time.
The time it took to subdue ten seniors, precisely 2 minutes and 28 seconds.
“....Phew.”
A thrill ran through his body. It was a feeling akin to a diver finding gold on the ocean floor.
The exhilaration of an educator. It was the moment Kratir was about to declare the results of the competition.
“I-I apologize, Elizabeth!”
The defeated peers looked at Elizabeth and bowed their heads. However, the girl with a crimson-haired ponytail just turned her head haughtily, snorted, and that was all.
“Hmph.”
“Please, forgive me!”
The sight was reminiscent of a spoiled cat from a wealthy household. Elizabeth did not accept her classmates’ apologies and returned to her seat with her momentum.
Overwhelmed by her energy, Aselle became timid and shrunk back.
“Such a person is my classmate...”
“Exactly. This is messed up, Aselle. What are we going to do?”
After various procedures were carried out, Shullifen and Elizabeth, the top students from each department, recited their oaths.
Endeavoring to learn and shaping the future, and such things. The entrance ceremony concluded with congratulations from Kratir and the professors once again.
“Since you’ve worked hard, you must release your tension, right? The gathering will take place in the Galerion Castle’s main hall. Everyone, please move there!”
Afterward, a freshman reception was prepared, but as a spectator, Eril couldn’t attend. Ronan hurriedly left the reception to accompany her.
“Aselle, enjoy yourself with Marya first. I’ll see Eril off on my own.”
“Uh, sure...”
A carriage was already waiting in front of the main gate. Ronan carefully packed the items he wanted to give to his sister.
Even though he transferred his belongings as slowly as possible, the end had come. Eril spoke up.
“I had so much fun. It was the happiest time of my life.”
“You’re going that far with it.”
“No. Now I can truly relax, brother. When can I see you again after I leave?”
“During summer vacation... so about five months from now.”
“Heh! That’s a long time. But at least I won’t have to worry about my young brother, right?”
Ronan nodded. In front of the station, a carriage that had been pre-booked was waiting. Cita, who had been perched on Ronan’s shoulder, turned its face toward Eril.
“Bye~”
“Take care, Cita.”
Eril was still smiling brightly, but her tone held a tinge of regret. She stroked her brother’s face and spoke gently.
“You have to eat well. Write me a letter once a month...No! Once a week. Don’t follow any strange people. Don’t pick fights with your friends just because you’re strong. And if you get a girlfriend... make sure to tell me.”
“I’ll think about the last two.”
Ronan laughed nonchalantly. Eril fixed his collar for him.
“Well then, I’m off.”
Eril got into the carriage. Ronan waved his hand until the carriage became a small dot and disappeared. Cita, who had been looking at where she had left, lowered its head deeply.
“Byeeeee~”
Its wings, all four of them, drooped. It seemed like she had grown attached to Eril in just two days. Ronan gazed at the spot where the carriage had vanished and let out a sigh.
“Five months, huh?”
It felt excessively long. In reality, if he wanted to meet, they could do so every weekend. He was allowed to leave the premises on weekends, after all.
But still, Nimbuten was quite far away. Even just accounting for the round trip, it would take a good two days. As he pondered over something, Ronan muttered to himself.
“How much is a decent house in Jido Barun, anyway?”
If Eril moved to Jido Barun as well, that would solve the problem. He felt the need to save money for the first time in his life.
But he didn’t plan on focusing on that right away. Money would accumulate gradually, and for now, what mattered most wasn’t that.
– If you seek knowledge, go to Phillion.
“Finally.”
He hadn’t forgotten Adeshan’s words for even a moment. Many things had happened, but in the end, he had succeeded in achieving his primary goal.
“Cita, let’s go.”
“Bye!”
Ronan turned his steps toward Phillion. This was just the beginning.
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To celebrate our first novel we’ve decided to make it completely Free, and 5 new chapters have been uploaded to the site
As a bonus, we will upload 50 Chapters next week!
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Chapter 25HEL SCANSTranslator ZainProofreader Demon GodThe cross section was clean. Braum looked at the sword that had cleanly severed his leg in despair. Ronan responded dryly.I just looked at it once and learnt.Learnt just from looking at it...?Braum's expression hardened abruptly. It was fortunate that no one else had heard Ronan's words.The second-year students of the martial arts department, especially those taking lessons from Navirose, were already astonished beyond measure.Just now...! The new student used Lady Navirose's revolving sword, right?Even if it's a concealed disciple, can that be allowed? How can he use it so perfectly...!Navirose Style 3-Second Form, the Revolving Sword.Among the sword techniques invented by Navirose, this form served as the finishing move.By rotating the entire body, not just the weapon or specific parts, the technique maximized its power and overcame differences in physique.Because the power dropped significantly if the balance was even slightly disrupted, it was a highly difficult form that even most graduates found challenging to replicate.Yet, Ronan was wielding the revolving sword perfectly with just one look.Nine people remained. Ronan, who had subdued Braum, rushed at the other students.Clang!What... is this!The blade rotated, tearing through the air. Ronan swung the sword horizontally, vertically, diagonally, sending strikes at his senior's weapons.Thud!What the hell! Freshman!Thud!Oh, that was my cherished spear!!Metallic and shattering sounds resounded consecutively. Every time Ronan's body spun, the broken hilt of a spear rose into the air.Among the astonished faculty, no conversations passed. Navirose, who had been watching the sparring, burst into a bitter laugh.So, you've stolen it.Navirose recalled the time she had held her sword to Ronan's throat during the practical exam. There was only that one opportunity to steal the technique. It was clear from the fact that he only used the 3-Second Form, the revolving sword, among the nine forms.I should have shown a few more forms back then.The initial posting of this chapter occurred via Nvl-B!n.Since the practical exam, only a month had passed. Navirose trembled with the satisfaction of finally finding her successor, her lips curling with a sense of fondness.Yet, you still maintain that clownish demeanor. Are you trying to become a jester?Ronan deliberately slowed down his strikes as he swung the sword. The reason was unclear. However, his strikes were noticeably slower than what he had shown during the practical exam.Slow enough to be visible to the average person.Wow, amazing, Ronan! Wooaah! Everyone, that's my little brother!Eril cried out Ronan's name with tears streaming down. Ronan's dazzling performance of defeating over ten opponents was impressive even to Eril, who knew nothing about swords.Seeing this, Ronan smiled.This should be enough of a display of skill.Clang! Ronan's body spun again, and Nasdo's weapon shattered into pieces. He dumbly stared at the hilt of his rapier, the blade shattered.Damn it.Nasdo threw the hilt aside. There was no one left holding a weapon except Ronan.No sound came from either side of the spectators. Quietly, Kratir took out a pocket watch to check the time.The time it took to subdue ten seniors, precisely 2 minutes and 28 seconds.....Phew.A thrill ran through his body. It was a feeling akin to a diver finding gold on the ocean floor.The exhilaration of an educator. It was the moment Kratir was about to declare the results of the competition.I-I apologize, Elizabeth!The defeated peers looked at Elizabeth and bowed their heads. However, the girl with a crimson-haired ponytail just turned her head haughtily, snorted, and that was all.Hmph.Please, forgive me!The sight was reminiscent of a spoiled cat from a wealthy household. Elizabeth did not accept her classmates' apologies and returned to her seat with her momentum.Overwhelmed by her energy, Aselle became timid and shrunk back.Such a person is my classmate...Exactly. This is messed up, Aselle. What are we going to do?After various procedures were carried out, Shullifen and Elizabeth, the top students from each department, recited their oaths.Endeavoring to learn and shaping the future, and such things. The entrance ceremony concluded with congratulations from Kratir and the professors once again.Since you've worked hard, you must release your tension, right? The gathering will take place in the Galerion Castle's main hall. Everyone, please move there!Afterward, a freshman reception was prepared, but as a spectator, Eril couldn't attend. Ronan hurriedly left the reception to accompany her.Aselle, enjoy yourself with Marya first. I'll see Eril off on my own.Uh, sure...A carriage was already waiting in front of the main gate. Ronan carefully packed the items he wanted to give to his sister.Even though he transferred his belongings as slowly as possible, the end had come. Eril spoke up.I had so much fun. It was the happiest time of my life.You're going that far with it.No. Now I can truly relax, brother. When can I see you again after I leave?During summer vacation... so about five months from now.Heh! That's a long time. But at least I won't have to worry about my young brother, right?Ronan nodded. In front of the station, a carriage that had been pre-booked was waiting. Cita, who had been perched on Ronan's shoulder, turned its face toward Eril.Bye~Take care, Cita.Eril was still smiling brightly, but her tone held a tinge of regret. She stroked her brother's face and spoke gently.You have to eat well. Write me a letter once a month...No! Once a week. Don't follow any strange people. Don't pick fights with your friends just because you're strong. And if you get a girlfriend... make sure to tell me.I'll think about the last two.Ronan laughed nonchalantly. Eril fixed his collar for him.Well then, I'm off.Eril got into the carriage. Ronan waved his hand until the carriage became a small dot and disappeared. Cita, who had been looking at where she had left, lowered its head deeply.Byeeeee~Its wings, all four of them, drooped. It seemed like she had grown attached to Eril in just two days. Ronan gazed at the spot where the carriage had vanished and let out a sigh.Five months, huh?It felt excessively long. In reality, if he wanted to meet, they could do so every weekend. He was allowed to leave the premises on weekends, after all.But still, Nimbuten was quite far away. Even just accounting for the round trip, it would take a good two days. As he pondered over something, Ronan muttered to himself.How much is a decent house in Jido Barun, anyway?If Eril moved to Jido Barun as well, that would solve the problem. He felt the need to save money for the first time in his life.But he didn't plan on focusing on that right away. Money would accumulate gradually, and for now, what mattered most wasn't that. If you seek knowledge, go to Phillion.Finally.He hadn't forgotten Adeshan's words for even a moment. Many things had happened, but in the end, he had succeeded in achieving his primary goal.Cita, let's go.Bye!Ronan turned his steps toward Phillion. This was just the beginning.To celebrate our first novel we've decided to make it completely Free, and 5 new chapters have been uploaded to the site As a bonus, we will upload 50 Chapters next week!
