A Wild Man Has Entered the Academy - Chapter 409



408 – Answer (2)

Sparring is essentially a match where techniques compete against techniques.

Rather than putting in too much force, don’t put in magic power. If you do put in magic power, the balance will be off from that moment on.

Of course, it’s okay as long as it’s not excessive. Just enough to use your physical strength or keep your opponent from dying.

The problem is that even the standards for what is considered not excessive vary from person to person.

Just as an elephant tramples another animal lightly, but the other animal cannot withstand it and is crushed to death.

-Bam! Bam! Bam!

And in the Tatar sparring ground, two elephants were clashing with all their might.

Every time they hit, there is an explosion like a bomb going off, and a blinding flash of light.

It’s not a natural disaster, but it’s like two beings of that level fighting each other.

“Get out quickly! It’s dangerous to stay here!”

“Get out of the way! Get out of the way!”

It was when the sparring between the two men went beyond a sparring and turned into a life-or-death battle.

The audience watched their fight with some interest, but unfortunately, it soon turned into an evacuation route.

If I stayed here and sparks flew, my body would have been in danger. Since the stands were close, the aftershock was transmitted directly.

Even for a Tatar who loves fighting, danger is dangerous. Moreover, Hector’s aura is not normal, so evacuation is a priority.

“Let’s just look around a little more! When will we ever get to see something like this again?”

“Yes! A warrior who can stand tall against His Majesty the King!”

“What’s that in your hand? What’s that red lightning? It’s shooting out like this!”

Of course, it wasn’t easy because the romance had reached a lethal level.

A considerable number of people sat like stone statues and vowed to watch until the end.

Rather, he looked at the academy students and locals evacuating in a hurry and called them cowards.

of course.

-Pizza!

“Kyaaang! My eyes!”

“Ah, I can’t see ahead!”

“Is anyone there?! Take me here!”

In most cases, they were carried out as patients, not as ordinary people.

In the end, only after Kara gave the order did the remaining personnel evacuate······

“Don’t you have sunglasses? I think that’s all you need.”

“Stay here. Let’s go and check it out.”

“Just go! This is an order from Princess Kara! Do you intend to disobey the royal order?!”

“Hey.”

······Anyway, we evacuated. Didn’t they say that safety is written with blood?

Fortunately, in this case, we were able to evacuate safely without any bleeding.

However, that did not mean that everyone ran away. Those who were capable of protecting themselves remained in the training ground until the end.

The Tatar side has a few heads of households including Kara, and the Academy side has Luna, Grace, etc.

They watched the battle between the two monsters with half interest and half seriousness.

“Red lightning. It’s the first time I’ve seen lightning like this. Were there any documents like this in the past?”

“None. Lightning is mostly blue. As it gets darker, it turns blue-white.”

“Who on earth is that student? Who is he that can fight on equal terms with our Majesty?”

The lords were shocked but at the same time amazed when they saw Shivar displaying red lightning.

On the surface, Sivara and Hector look like equals. They are having a very manly duel.

Normally, I would block an attack, but there was nothing like that. I just threw my fist at the opponent and got hit.

The point is that since each other’s skills are skills, even that is valid. They weren’t even seriously injured.

-Pfft!

Shivar, who was hit hard by Hector’s uppercut, rose slightly upwards.

Hector grabbed his ankles and slammed him down onto the ground just before his body flew into the air.

Shivar crashed to the floor with a loud bang. Spiderweb-like cracks appeared in the hard dirt.

Hector grabbed her ankle and spun her around, sending her flying far away, towards a nearby wall.

-Bang!

As soon as Shivar hit the wall, he slammed his fist like a pot lid. A fist that dug deep into the wall.

On the other hand, Shivar’s face was intact. He had barely avoided the punch by turning his face just before it hit him.

If he had dodged, a counterattack would have followed immediately. Shivar swung the hammer he held in his right hand strongly.

-puck!

Before that, Hector quickly struck Shivar in the face with a jab. He knew the attack was coming and blocked it in advance.

But Shivar only flinched for a moment, and did not appear to be hit hard.

Finally, the thick hammer head swung towards Hector’s waist.

-Bam!

Even Hector’s sturdy body couldn’t withstand the hammer blow. Hector’s body folded slightly.

Anyone who saw it would be in pain. Shivar did not miss this rare opportunity.

He leapt out of the wall and without hesitation slammed the hammer filled with red lightning into the ground.

-Oh my god!

A small explosion accompanied by lightning. The explosion caused Hector’s new form to fly far away.

Shivar hurled Mjolnir in the direction Hector was flying.

Hector also had a hard time avoiding it because both his feet were on the ground.

-Kwaaang!

Hector flew from wall to wall. Shivar regained his composure and walked towards the wall.

Even though Hector had beaten him up, he seemed to have no major problems with his body. This is truly a fearsome endurance and regenerative power.

“What an ignorant tactic.”

“That’s true. But there’s a reason for that tactic.”

“But Your Majesty, I will never lose. I have faced such opponents countless times.”

I’ve already lost once, you guys. Kara snickered to herself as she listened to the carefree words of the heads of the household.

How would they react if they found out that Hector, who gave his all, lost to Sivara? They probably wouldn’t believe it.

Hector is a symbol of the Tatars and a mythical figure. He would never have thought of defeating him.

In reality, Hector was beaten countless times, but the lords were taking it easy.

‘It’s not that I’m relaxed, it’s just that I’m being hit.’

It’s not that I’m doing it half-heartedly because I’m relaxed. I’m literally taking each and every attack on purpose.

Technically speaking, Shivar is far inferior to Hector. In reality, he can’t even beat Kara right now.

Shivar tries to dodge somehow, but Hector’s skills are so overwhelming that he gets hit by all of them.

On the other hand, I’m taking all of Shivar’s attacks. The one just now was one that I would have easily dodged.

‘What on earth are you thinking?’

Kara, unlike the other members of the family, couldn’t laugh. After all, Hector was her father.

Why do you conduct the duel in a format where you take on each of Shivar’s attacks one by one?

Also, it was difficult to understand why Shivar was pushing Hector so hard that he seemed like he was going to kill him.

‘······You won’t really kill me, right?’

She was getting more and more anxious. Kara watched their fight with one leg shaking.

If there’s a difference, I plan to step forward. If one of us makes a mistake, it will be a big hurt.

-Kwaang!

A fist wrapped in red lightning and a fist wrapped in blue lightning clashed with each other.

The resulting shockwave spread out in all directions, blowing Kara’s red hair away.

She roughly straightened her messy hair and silently watched the training ground.

-Kururung

Before we knew it, the sky began to become covered with dark clouds.

*****

Hector made a decision after being hit by Shivar’s factual violence.

Rather than dying as neither a king nor a warrior, I would rather decide on a clear path.

Let’s choose one of the two: die proudly as a warrior, or die nobly as a king.

That’s why I decided to risk my life in this fight. I decided to fight for my life and die with dignity as a warrior.

In order to draw out Shivar’s power, he uses various provocations and clings to him as if he is going to kill him.

He waited for that vicious being to finish him off.

‘It’s not easy.’

But it wasn’t easy. I was intentionally taking some of the attacks, but who was Hector?

He is a warrior who holds the title of King of Destruction. He is the strongest being except for those with a blue or higher level of monstrous strength.

Among the beings with blue magic power, it is by far the strongest. That’s why sometimes I instinctively counterattack.

Even that counterattack was incredibly slow compared to his usual level, but Shivar was hit. Hector nodded, saying, “As expected.”

‘It’s better than last time, but there are still many technical shortcomings.’

It was a side effect of my extreme lack of experience. That’s why my innate strength stood out.

Even that absolute strength has become much stronger than last time. The monster has returned as an even bigger monster.

-Clang!

“Ugh······!”

Mjolnir struck Hector’s side again, in the same spot it had struck earlier.

There is a saying in the East: There is no tree that will not fall after ten blows.

Even Hector, who has great physical ability, will eventually break if he is hit in the same spot repeatedly.

‘Now you’re even strategizing······!’

Shivar’s strategy is roughly this: persistently target one location and neutralize it.

In some ways, it is a simple and ignorant strategy, but at the same time, it is effective. It is also possible to use reverse psychology to this effect.

As soon as Hector realized this psychology, one person came to mind. A prosecutor who was incredibly good at reading people’s psychology.

‘That old man taught me something really good.’

-Wood thud!

While he was thinking about something else, he was hit again. Damage began to pile up on Hector’s body.

As time passed, his mind became more and more complicated, because he still had not found the answer.

When you have a lot of thoughts, you tend to be a beat behind, and the reaction to that is immediately reflected in your body.

-Bam!

Hector’s head jerked to the side. His mind went blank for a moment.

But my mind became clearer.

‘Why am I afraid of death?’

He instinctively extended his fist filled with lightning.

The fist landed squarely on Shivar’s stomach. It was a powerful blow.

-Wood thud!

The sound of bones breaking was clear. It must have been quite a bit of damage to Shivar as well, as he frowned and stumbled back.

Hector took advantage of the gap and struck repeatedly, landing hooks in succession to provoke his nerves.

-Fired! Fired! Fired! Fired!

With each strike, Shivar’s head turned and blue lightning exploded.

Normally, your eardrums would burst and you would get electrocuted. But who is Shivar?

It is a monster that can somehow control its opponents with truly astonishing regenerative powers.

-Thump!

Sivara took Hector’s hand in his left hand. Hector faced him.

A face with skin that has turned golden brown due to lightning. Also, a look of irritation is evident.

Normally, he would have to push them away with his feet so they couldn’t fight back, but as I said before, Hector’s mind was full of distracting thoughts.

-Kwaaang!!!

Mjolnir, covered in red lightning, struck Hector in the jaw.

The jaw is one of the vital points of the human body and has nerves connected to the brain.

Even if he’s Hector, he can’t change a person’s weak point. He felt his consciousness suddenly cut off for a moment.

Fortunately, he regained consciousness quickly, but he could see clearly the sky filled with dark clouds.

‘······Why am I afraid?’

Something fell from the sky. My vision was blurry, but it was getting closer.

It didn’t take long for him to realize that it was Shivar, leaping high into the sky.

-Kuquaaang!

“Ugh······!”

Because Shivar fell from the sky and slammed his foot into Hector’s stomach.

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Hector’s eyes widened because the blow was so powerful. But his distracting thoughts continued.

‘A warrior is someone who should not fear death. So, am I a king rather than a warrior?’

-Phukk! Phukk!

Hector’s head kept turning left and right. His ears were ringing every time he was hit by a fist filled with red lightning.

Consciousness began to fade away and distracting thoughts began to fade away.

Hector heard his name being called, even if very faintly, but he paid no attention to it.

‘Does the king fear death unconditionally? No. Death is······’

Dichotomous thinking cannot provide an answer. Hector did not give up on his thoughts until the very end.

What makes you afraid of death? Your past self was not afraid of death.

‘······no.’

No. Hector’s memory came back to him in his fading consciousness.

The first memory of facing death. Back when I was a clumsy warrior.

What was it like for you back then? I know you were struggling to escape from death.

The result has continued to this day, allowing him to stand tall as the King of Destruction and the King of Tatar.

‘Death······is scary.’

Shouldn’t a warrior be afraid of death? After all, even warriors are still human beings with flesh and blood.

Even if he is a king, he is no different. As long as he is a human being with flesh and blood, he cannot help but fear death.

‘Humans, people······’

It is a being that is given life and then rushes towards death.

It is not because he is a king that he fears death, nor is it because he is a warrior that he overcomes the fear of death.

It’s just because we’re human, because we’re a living being. Fear and overcoming it don’t matter.

There is only one thing that matters.

‘I can’t die like this.’

It is to run away from the promised death.

While waiting for death to come someday, even if it is ugly.

Are you afraid of death? This is not strange, it is normal.

That is why Hector made up his mind.

‘It’s not strange to be afraid of death.’

It is not strange, it is natural. Even if he is the King of Destruction, he is just one life form.

As time went by, Hector realized that he was a being that could only be seen in history books.

‘This is why people want to leave their names behind.’

It’s a kind of struggle. They can’t escape, so they’re trying to leave a mark on themselves somehow.

That’s why he made a pledge. To be greedy as a human being.

Whether warrior or king, let’s escape from death and leave a huge mark.

‘First of all······’

Hector’s consciousness, which was on the verge of extinction, slowly returned. At the same time, he could see clearly.

A wild man with red eyes. A wild man who delivers a finishing blow to end his own life.

Hector smiled inwardly and then shouted loudly.

“Gulag!”

“?!”

“Your servant begs you!”

Was he surprised by the sudden shout? Shivar flinched loudly.

Meanwhile, Hector asked towards the cloudy sky.

“May the interest be punished by heaven!!”

He said that in words, but his heart was like this.

‘I beg you as a father.’

On the outside he was a cool, savage warrior.

‘Punishment from heaven to that b*stard who took my daughter!!!’

After all, he was just a father.

Did such a thought reach the heavens? Or was it that Gulag had been waiting for an opportunity?

-Kwakwakwakwang!!!

A blue-and-white pillar was lowered, filling the entire training ground.

It was truly God’s ‘punishment’.