Immortals From My Past Life Are Still Obsessed With the Reincarnated Me - Immortals From My Past Life Are Still Obsessed With the Reincarnated Me chapter 25

25 – Relay Dalian (4)

Justina’s protection-type magic did not end.

If an ordinary human continued to resupply stamina to someone with divine protection magic, she would have exhausted herself and collapsed from exhaustion.

However, I wonder if it’s a dragon after all, Justina continued to infuse me with her protection-type magic without any time to get tired.

Well, unlike normal humans, there is no limit to the use of magic if you are a dragon with a dragon heart that is the source of a huge amount of mana.

‘Anyway, this isn’t too revealing… ?’

I had no choice but to keep fighting as long as my stamina didn’t go down.

Once you don’t look tired at all in the eyes of others, if you quit, it’s obvious that you’ll be suspicious of why you’re doing that.

More than anything else, it was like getting involved in Justina’s intentions.

In this way, I won against Cornet, then defeated Charlotte, and then defeated Joseph, continuing my victorious streak.

‘Boss…… ?!’

‘I don’t know, this is strange… ….’

In the meantime, when I sparred with Charlotte, things turned out to be very funny.

Isn’t Charlotte well aware that I am a person who collapses from exhaustion at the slightest movement?

No wonder she didn’t understand how she was still running well, how she still had the stamina to wield her sword.

Originally, Charlotte was not good at fighting, but she was able to win very lightly because she was more hesitant today.

‘What changes just because I keep looking at it… !’

While winning over and over again, I continued to be conscious of Justina.

What difference does it make whether you see me sparring just once or more than 10 times… Now I’m not sure.

It was my first time fighting like this, so the battle with the cornet was the most awkward, and the more I repeated the sparring, the more I just got used to it.

I was adjusting to a new way of fighting in real time.

“Ha ha ha, Sir Deneb! I’m going to take down everyone in this class by myself! This, this, I have to put an end to it on my own!”

“Please finish… ….”

“What?”

It was a little tougher than the other students, but it also took down Joseph easily.

No matter how much he was educated by the imperial family, he couldn’t help it at the student level.

In terms of non-magical combat, I have already surpassed the academy level and have gone farther than that.

After clearing Josef and defeating a few more opponents, the noise among the students started to grow louder and louder.

“Isn’t this overpowering?”

“If you go to class with a kid like that, what are your grades?”

“Are grades the problem now? My turn hasn’t come yet, but I’m going to abstain in advance. How do you beat that monster?”

“Skill is also skill, but physical strength surpasses that of a real human?”

“I mean. I ran around and wielded my sword wildly and fought over 10 times. How did you stay sober?”

Some of them shoot arrows of reasonable doubt.

“Aren’t you casting protection magic right now?!”

“That’s right, come to think of it, that kid was yesterday… ….”

“Didn’t Professor Darnay tell you? I think I overheard it. That kid has tremendous talent in family protection magic.”

“You mean, Deneb is fighting while using magic behind the back of the others?”

“Well, not necessarily… I mean it could be….”

It’s a suspicion that wouldn’t have come out if I had made up for my low-quality stamina and made it a mediocre human, but since Justina put too many buffs, it was only natural that people would have doubts.

‘I have to explain this.’

It wasn’t actually my fault, so I can’t explain it.

But since there is no one more knowledgeable about magic than Justina in this room–including Professor Perkin–there is no way that Justina’s magic could be found out.

Professor Perkin strode over, put his hand on my shoulder, closed his eyes, let out a huff and nodded.

“Deneve Rehinar’s body magic is stable. He’s not using magic. This professor does not guarantee. So, when you have time to doubt others without confirmation, blame your own incompetence.”

When Professor Perkin spoke clearly, he began to quiet down the students’ whispers.

However, only the voice of doubt about this or that died down, and Justina remained the same.

When my stamina is low, use the Protection Magic again.

It was no different from pouring several bottles of expensive potion into your mouth.

So after knocking down a few more students, I finally confronted her.

“The next opponent, um… Yuz Denbergen!”

Professor Perkin, who must have known him by the name of Den Bergen, also took a small breath, and his intestines were stirred for a moment.

Well, I attended class yesterday too, but in the basic magic class, I didn’t call the students to attend.

Looking at the many surprising reactions, it seems that everyone recognized Justina as Yuz Denbergen, the daughter of the academy director.

Turb, tumble.

Although the appearance is more mature than it was 500 years ago, it is still young.

However, that’s just her appearance, she’s actually a dragon girl who has lived over 500 years.

Everyone didn’t realize exactly what it was, but I was nervous about the dignity that I could feel through her skin, and I was the same.

‘It must be a little tough.’

Watching a battle and participating in it are completely different.

As Elfin said, when swords collide, it’s not just the noise of the blade, it’s because the emotions and situations of the two warriors collide.

To exaggerate a bit, it’s like two different worlds colliding.

Things that are invisible when you just observe are bound to become visible when you directly encounter them with a sword.

A deeper story can be heard through the sound of metal clashing with cast iron.

Simply put, you have to act more thoroughly.

‘I must be nervous.’

So, I added strength to the hand holding the sword.

But at that moment,

“Huh?”

The stamina that was overflowing all over the body suddenly cut off and disappeared.

***

Justina watched Deneb’s battle with pity.

The suspicious look in her eyes searched to see if there was anything suspicious about it, and if there were any similarities with Dane.

That once, twice, three times… This is how I felt after watching Deneb’s battle for over ten times.

‘This is something… ….’

In fact, Justina only saw a few sword swings and she couldn’t make out who it was.

At least she knows the Dane’s way, but it’s just that he memorized it because he was a Dane.

Those who have fought with a weapon all their lives can guess who they learned it from just by looking at how they wield it, but not everyone can.

She was born with a magical talent that far surpassed that of humans, and she did not feel the need to learn weapons, including a sword.

However, even if you don’t know the details, you can feel the unnaturalness.

At first, she was so different from Deneb’s fighting style that Justina knew.

Deneb is an assassin by nature, and if he participates in a relay sparring like this, he will fight with as much stamina as possible.

She thought that she would fight in the style of attacking and aiming for gaps, using the basic assassin’s usual, shady footsteps.

‘But, like some kind of barbarian berserker… ….’

However, Deneb’s fighting style is exactly the opposite.

Rather than a covert assassin, it was more like a berserker who did not spare himself and was willing to injure himself.

Of course, I didn’t even realize that this was Elfin’s way.

Justina, who grasped this in her sparring with Deneb and Cornet, felt her doubt creeping up even after she was momentarily disappointed.

‘Isn’t it too artificial?’

Deneb’s age is only 17 years old.

In addition, he is the youngest son of a dignified and noble family.

It would be plausible that he had good fighting skills because he was from a good family and was taught by great teachers, but that kind of style is a bit strange.

In an aristocratic family that values physique, you taught the youngest son to fight wildly like that?

No matter how you look at it, using that kind of fighting method with Deneb’s body right now is just poison to yourself.

I may be able to take down one person with all my might, but based on the rules of relay sparring, it’s a difficult decision to understand.

If I had fought in an ordinary way, I might not have suspected it.

‘Then, there must be some other reason for that decision.’

Ironically, it was almost the same thought structure as Deneb’s process of realizing Justina’s identity.

Deneb finds out that there is another reason for Justina’s mysterious decision to appear as a student even though she is the chairman of the board.

As an assassin, Justina found unnaturalness in Deneb’s decision to fight in the manner of a berserker.

The subjects were different, but the springs of the two thoughts eventually reached the same downstream.

‘You’re hiding it on purpose.’

With this alone, Deneb cannot be confirmed as a Dane.

The fact that Deneb knew the ancient script was weak material evidence, and the fact that he took the dagger and the fact that he was fighting in a different way than usual was nothing more than serious evidence.

However, Justina’s heart already thought of Deneb as a Dane by about 90%.

What she needs right now is decisive physical evidence.

“The next opponent, um… Yuz Denbergen!”

With Perkin’s slightly flustered voice, Yuzu, no, Justina’s turn approached.

Except for principal Zerniel, the other professors hadn’t heard any news, so it was natural for them to be surprised.

But Justina didn’t care about that.

Of course, from Justina’s point of view, she had to find something meaningful evidence in this sparring opportunity as much as possible.

She trudged along, holding a decent sword and rolling her head eagerly.

She then stood in front of Deneb and grabbed her sword.

‘This is the only way.’

People always show their true value when faced with extreme situations.

I was afraid that I would come down from the arena just because I was exhausted, so I cast protection-type magic to replenish my stamina in order to see him fight even a little longer.

However, what if we canceled the magic right before the fight and charged without giving a chance to declare surrender?

Wouldn’t it show the real thing instead of acting because of being cornered?

“…… Uh?”

With that thought in mind, as soon as the sparring started, Justina cut off Deneb’s physical protection and charged at the same time.

Chaeeng!

Justina’s swordsmanship skills aren’t that good.

To be precise, in terms of hand-to-hand combat, she really was the equivalent of a 17-year-old girl. She

She can deal with dozens of swordsmen with just the magic she can use easily, so she didn’t feel the need to learn swords and other weapons.

With a single swing of her hand, her magical sword flies freely, targeting her enemies and pouring fire rain, so why not move her body yourself?

“Keukssuk….”

“Are you saying this is all?! Deneb?!”

“I must have gotten a little tired… !”

But right now, Deneb doesn’t even have the strength to move a finger.

It is difficult to deal with anyone other than Justina.

Thanks to that, I was able to push Deneb, who had lost his strength for a while, but

Sug-

No matter how low his stamina was, Deneb was not so easygoing.

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“Kyaaah?!”

“Your side is empty.”

Assuming they don’t use magic together, Deneb’s victory is natural.

Deneb lost his physical protection magic and lost his strength.

Unlike before, he hid his presence and dug in with slippery steps, pinching Justina’s soft side.

Justina unknowingly let out a scream unbefitting for her age at that gesture, but

“… ….”

Her eyes were still fixed on Deneb’s feet.

‘Just that… Wasn’t it the occult step method?’

Justina muttered to herself, not realizing that Deneb had already let go of the weapon from her hand.

Her side was pinched and she lost focus for a moment, but she saw it clearly.

Deneb dealt with the shadowy step, which is called the basics of an assassin.

The overflowing stamina suddenly disappeared, and Deneb panicked the moment he was briefly pushed back by Justina’s unexpected offensive.

When a person is faced with an extreme situation, he forgets acting and trickery and all that, and only the soul remembers habits come out.

In Deneb’s case, it’s just that his habit was shadowy walking.

‘…… Did you see it?’

Even Deneb recognized that he had just walked ‘like an assassin’.

Of course, shading is not unique to Dane, it is a basic step that all assassins learn.

However, it is strange that Deneb Rehinaar, the youngest son of an aristocratic family, is learning shadowy walking.

Especially if that boy named Deneb Rehinar knows the ancient letters, and also has exceptional mental strength and senses.

“Who, whoop, whoop whoop… ….”

“…… Kut.”

Justina, who was defeated by dropping her sword, and Deneb, who was victorious but collapsed after exhausting her physical strength due to the disappearance of her divine protection.

In the eyes of the other students, it seemed strange that the losing side smiled faintly and the winning side looked terrified, but… ….

No one realized the truth behind these couplets.