I Was the Strongest Sword God in My Past Life - I Was the Strongest Sword God in My Past Life chapter 77

part 77

Arkana is currently on summer break.

Despite that, the student council room was filled with people from the newspaper club and interview participants.

The newspaper, which was not only delivered to the school but also to the outside world, was quite impressive.

“That’s the proud newspaper club president, me, Riel, right? I’m sure you haven’t forgotten, have you?”

Riel looked at Zhen, her eyes sparkling. Zhen couldn’t forget her, even with her glasses.

“Ah, yes.”

“Already the second interview?”

“Yes.”

A brief answer.

Zhen glanced around the student council room, which included Riel and three other student council members, all staring at him.

Riel smiled charmingly at the gaze.

Even if it’s the same 5th grade, the difficulty level of the quest, story, and purpose is too different, so it was a fitting remark.

So, talking about 100% is, after all, boasting to any sabre. But Jen was speaking confidently.

“I’ll definitely succeed.”

“That’s a good confidence. Thank you, junior. The interview is over now.”

After a 30-minute conversation, Liel and Jen finished the interview. As the newspaper staff, except for Liel, left, student council members, led by Kamyu, came in.

The student council members consisted of four people.

Kamyu, the 3rd-year student council president, with distinctive glasses.

Always accompanied by a girl, Stella, ranked 1st in her class.

The other two were Liel, the newspaper department head, and Hamon, the head of the Magic Academy, who were acquainted with Jen.

“Let’s get straight to the point. Jen Russell. You’re going to be the representative of the student council, that is, the 1st-year representative.”

Kamyu’s authoritative tone, as if he were a graduate.

But Jen cut off Kamyu’s proposal with a single word.

“No.”

“Why not?”

“I don’t have time.”

“You knew that, didn’t you? Just like Amy said. But don’t worry, you don’t need to participate in any student council activities. You just need to join.”

Jen looked at Kamyu with a strange expression.

“Just join? What does that mean?”

“It means becoming the face of Arkan Academy.”

Kamyu’s words made Stella mutter seriously.

“Well, this 1st-year student is quite talented.”

Kamyu rubbed his forehead, looking at Stella.

“That’s not what I meant. Jen is, after all, the most famous person in the Academy. With the broadcast going on now, our reputation is higher than that of the graduating class. And she’s ranked 1st among 1st-year students.”

Kamyu shifted his gaze to Jen.

“There’s no student more suitable than Jen as the 1st-year representative. It’s all for the sake of Arkan’s external image.”

“Is that so?”

Free-spirited Stella and principle-oriented Kamyu’s personalities were polar opposites.

“Ah… Ah…”

Kamyu looked exhausted after a brief moment.

“That’s why, Jen. Can you take on the 1st-year representative position?”

Camille’s humble request.

If there’s no activity, there was no reason for Ji-Endo to refuse the representative position.

“Alright, I accept.”

Ji-Endo’s refreshing response.

Camille seemed to have let out a sigh of relief, and her expression became more relaxed.

Lia also clapped her hands together in excitement.

“It’s great that you didn’t refuse, Student Council President!”

Thanks to Stella, Hamon’s spirit was crushed, and he carefully spoke up.

“Hmm… then, what’s left is the club? Ji-Endo is also a master of the sword, a member of our school’s martial arts club…”

“There’s no time for idle chatter, Hamon.”

Stella quickly dismissed Hamon’s suggestion.

“Fine.”

Despite this, Hamon politely bowed to Stella without a word. However, Stella didn’t stop and continued to press on.

“Think about it. Yes? With all the extracurricular activities, parties, and student council events, you’ll have no time for club activities.”

“There isn’t any time.”

Hamon bowed his head.

This hierarchy began a year ago.

During Hamon’s first year, he had no fear. Thanks to this, he asked Stella, a senior, to spar with him, and he even provoked her. The result was a complete defeat. After that, Hamon treated Stella with utmost respect. It was a hierarchy established through power.

“Alright, then go clean the room.”

Hamon was scolded by Stella.

Lia looked on with a refreshing expression, while Camille was the only one who remained calm.

The student council members were all unique individuals. Ji-Endo enjoyed watching them.

“Well, our business is done, so let’s head back to the planning committee.”

“Alright. I hope we can succeed in our plan. If you succeed, our graduating seniors will be even prouder of our school.”

Camille’s words ended, and Ji-Endo left the student council.

“Then, we’ll… “

“Ah, I’ll have to go first because of a family emergency!”

It was the same for Hamon and Lia.

The student council was left with only Camille and Stella. Finally, Camille asked the question she had been wondering about.

“Who’s going to win if we fight?”

Flash of light.

Known as Stella, the Sword of the Island.

Since entering the school, she has consistently ranked first in her year, undefeated. Her magical tool, like Ji’en’s, was a sword.

But.

“I’m definitely going to lose to you in terms of swordsmanship.”

She, who said that, acknowledged Ji’en’s swordsmanship. Maybe it was natural. Ji’en had become a disciple of the Martial Arts Hall in the 7th grade of the 3rd sector, [Sun and Moon], in her previous life, and had reached the peak of swordsmanship.

The 3rd sector is the highest level in terms of swordsmanship among all sectors.

It was an impossible area for students to surpass Ji’en in swordsmanship.

“What’s that?”

Kamille raised an eyebrow at Stella’s unexpected response.

“What if you use magic and skills?”

“Not yet, I’m still a freshman, it’s 50/50 at most.”

“You’re saying that, you’re a monster. How tantalizing.”

The two 3rd-year students planned to graduate from Arkan and establish a guild at the same time.

It would be perfect if Ji’en were to join them.

However, Kamille’s hopes were dashed when Stella shook her head.

“I’m absolutely not going. That kid is on my level.”

There are people born with a silver spoon in their mouth, who are impossible to tame and cannot be trained. Stella gazed out the window with a narrow-eyed smile.

* * *

Only 7 days left until the D-Day of the Gate assault.

Romina and Jerome were still working on related documents despite being on vacation.

It was awkward to be working with a professor who was not familiar with them, and Romina was so annoyed that she wanted to smash the office door. “Hmm.”

But why was this man coughing so much? Romina wasn’t really worried, but she asked out of courtesy.

“Are you catching a cold?”

“No, I’m not.”

“But why are you coughing so much…”

“Haha…”

Romina’s expression was tense.

Despite that, Jerome seemed to be in a good mood.

“‘Romina Professor and I are working late, aren’t we? It’s a lucky day, and besides, that annoying Kachen is nowhere to be found!’”

However, Jerome and Romina didn’t have a common topic to talk about. Jerome thought for a moment and came up with a conversation theme – Jean.

“I heard that Jean was elected as the representative of the first grade,” he said.

“What? I didn’t know that,” Romina replied.

Romina was puzzled by Jerome’s mention of Jean’s story, but she seemed interested and asked a question.

“Was it decided by the principal?”

“No, I heard that Camille decided it,” Jerome said.

“Hmm, Camille is known for being very strict, but… it seems like she likes Jean,” Romina said.

As soon as Jean became the theme, Romina surprisingly answered Jerome’s question. Jerome was thrilled and wanted to continue the conversation.

“…he’s definitely a deserving student,” he said.

“Ah, yes?” Romina replied, looking puzzled.

Romina’s unexpected response made her pen fall from her hand, and she looked flustered.

Even Jerome, who had been so eager to take away Jean’s privilege before the exam, had changed 360 degrees. It was only natural for him to be so.

“What’s gotten into you this morning?” Romina asked Jerome, wondering if he had eaten something wrong.

“I gave Jean a score of 10 points on the acting exam,” Jerome said.

“…isn’t that a perfect score?” Romina asked.

Romina thought Jerome wouldn’t give a perfect score because of his pride, but…

However, Jerome didn’t hesitate to give a perfect score, and Romina was surprised.

“Really? What’s going on?” Romina asked, looking at Jerome with a curious expression.

Jerome swallowed his saliva, feeling tense. Although the after-school work was an unpleasant task that everyone tried to avoid during the holidays, Jerome felt a sense of fulfillment that was unmatched by any other task. But his happiness was short-lived. Romina looked at her watch and said to Jerome,

“Ah, it’s already 12 o’clock. Shall we have lunch?”

“Are you suggesting we eat together?” Jerome asked.

“Why not? We’re the only two left, and we can eat at the cafeteria outside. It’s no big deal,” Romina said.

Jerome nodded eagerly, his eyes shining with excitement.

“Yes, it’s fine.”

“Isn’t that spicy?”

“I like it the spiciest.”

“Then let’s go eat.”

Romina quickly tidied up and left the staff room.

Jerome sat in thought, recalling the past.

‘Jean Russell.’

This added one more reason for Jerome to be jealous of Jean.

Romina’s romantic relationship was also a rival, and Jean was also an adoptive son.

‘You, you’re going to push me down…….’

This was an absurd situation for Jean.

* * *

D-Day, 7 days until the gate is breached.

Jean thought about how to become stronger as quickly as possible during the remaining time.

Now, basic training was meaningless. The fundamental power of the saber was mana. The world’s fruit, filled with such mana, had a tremendous mana enhancement effect.

‘Thanks to that, I’ve regained my senses.’

Although she had recovered her memories, there was a significant difference between her past body and her current body.

The dissonance was due to the fact that Jean’s swordsmanship was incomplete.

However, as her cultivation level increased, the gap was slowly being bridged.

‘So, it’s meaningless to cultivate physical abilities now.’

So, in order to become stronger and move on to the next level, Jean had to recover her past powers.

‘The seal is contained in the essence.’

Jean had recovered two magical techniques and skills from her past, but she was still half a step behind. If she could recover just one more skill by the time of the gate breach, it would be a success.

‘Gate breach is almost a success.’

However, unlike the initial [Sense Maximization] given to her, she had only recovered one skill, [Moon Sword], so far.

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