Incompetent Academy and Failed Heroines - Incompetent Academy and Failed Heroines chapter 80

80 – Hunting (3)☆

Thursday, the basic swordsmanship lecture was practiced for the first time in a while.

So far, Carlson, who only taught theory, emphasized that we should prepare for the soon-to-be in-school evaluation and joint evaluation. Even if he was the one who sparked the fight of battle and support, he must have thought of fulfilling his minimum responsibility as a professor.

“Since it was a private exhibition.”

Let’s say that to Ain, and I immediately go to Chan Gallery. He swears at each other, but there was no reaction.

“What did you say?”

“I’m sure she won’t be worse than a pig.”

It’s not cheap. Considering the character of a princess, it is not a strong provocation.

“Is it because you want to check your skills?”

“Can I think of you and move?”

“Then?”

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“I’m touching you because I want to win a fight. Hey, if you’re going to fight, do it with a guy named Born.”

“Why?”

“The most basic skills are well done. I can tell you my weaknesses too.”

“All right.”

“Is this bastard showing off his pride again?”

“I will see and judge. Because I don’t want to depend on you.”

Even though the words are harsh, Ain is helping us a little. Not only did he drop Petz, but he clearly issued a warning to Jean and Pan. It was a heavy content that if you touched it, you would have to be prepared for co-destruction. Lastly, the wallpaper too.

[Announcement – Heoden’s Wild Boar Recruitment Guide]

·Hyeonwon: 3 people.

·Capacity: 5 people.

·Period: Continued until capacity is reached.

·Configuration: Head (Strategy), Bural (Combat), Pig’s Feet (Supply), Tail (Duty), Teeth (Incitement).

·History: 3 v. 0

·Eligible candidates: Those who are smarter than their brains, fight better than their brethren, or have a slave spirit as much as pig’s feet.

·Ineligible: All combat cadets and all incompetent persons.

·Recruitment method: Interview ▸ Verification ▸ Pass.

·Privileges: Bond with Duke Beronhardt, regular sparring with Bural, beautiful slave always on standby.

·Note: Applicants with body odors including the smell of sweat (brothers) and underarms (brothers) will no longer be accepted.

The first thing that came to my mind after the report.

─You write really well?

A closer look revealed that the staff was composed in preparation for the joint evaluation. According to Tyria, in the evaluation held in the capital, each academy can participate in a competitive match. The number of people recruited by Ain matches the composition used in fighting tournaments.

In other words, it meant that even if we were treated like luggage, in the long run, we were willing to go through joint evaluations together. It worked better for Kite than for me. Under normal circumstances, Kite wouldn’t even be able to get involved in a circle like this.

“Hey, Ain.”

I spoke to him as he was preparing for battle and arranging his weapons.

“Busy, f*ck you. Can’t you see what I’m doing now?”

“Let me help you.”

“Don’t touch me. Everything is f*cking expensive, you can’t buy it here, so what if it breaks?”

“This was about winning with net equipment.”

“Don’t be ridiculous. Chan Gallery will be destroyed as soon as I punch it. You have to hold the sword and fight to hear it!”

Although grunting, it allows you to touch the protective equipment. Somehow adapted He has a burning stomach, but he has a loyal personality. She is royal in that she is a sure wall for those who step inside her self.

“Go out. Do you want to give Born a punch?”

“Okay.”

“Don’t disappoint me, f*ck me. Because I put 10cm on the shoulders of the supporters.”

“Could you cheer me on?”

“The bastard is making strange noises. So, watch and learn. Analyze things like Chan Gallery’s weaknesses.”

I’ll ask you when you come down. I nodded, and the confrontation between Ain and Chan Gallery began. It was a confrontation between the best in the first year of combat and support classes. A familiar tension spread through the arena. It was more like fear, but it was anxiety like what would happen if Ji-won wins again.

“Thank you very much.”

Chan Gallery greeted politely. Ain just nodded her head and grabbed her wooden sword.

─Your posture is a little weird?

Gallery Chan took her sword and opened the distance, a sword technique I had never seen before. Unlike most of us who learned mainly about cutting, they stretch out their limbs and use swordsmanship centered on stabbing. That’s something only guys with rapiers do.

“Cowardly, it comes out like this, right?”

“I just follow the rules.”

Do not fall for provocation. When Ain cuts her sword and tries to rush in, she immediately turns and steps backwards. All of this was so natural that I had nothing to say. I may have overestimated myself. She always thought that combat was her priority and that swordsmanship she had learned through education was useless, but looking at the scene now, it wasn’t.

“Ahh, that’s really nasty and irritating. Hey, blows a thrush with her fist?”

“Do whatever you want.”

f*ck——

The wooden sword only collides once, and it never works. Chan Gallery was leisurely widening the distance and continued to block Ain’s attacks. It is a battle of swinging and stabbing. It was clear which one would consume more stamina.

“Let’s see if we can stop this too?”

Ain swung her sword forward and burrowed into her. She aimed for her princess’ abdomen, with Chan holding her sword with both of her hands. She got in right It was an attack that was successful only with defense.

“f*ck you! Doesn’t this have anything to do with the actual game?”

Chan Gallery expresses his dissatisfaction, saying that it is only for sparring.

“Isn’t it okay as long as it’s not a foul?”

Draw a clear line. This wasn’t something that happened because of a difference in skill. The difference between the match was the difference between winning and losing. Unlike Einkamphund, who prefers close combat, Chan Gallery thoroughly calculates and secures her distance.

Seeing that she hasn’t even shown the swordsmanship she can use, that’s what she was aiming for from the beginning. She has a personality that knows how to be patient and wait, so she is at a disadvantage as a reckless princess. She chatted for a few more minutes. When the decisive shot missed, Ain finally exploded.

“I will really kill you!”

This time Chan took her sword with both of her hands and raised it to her chest. She’s holding a sword like a stone statue, so that’s something else, she keeps defending every time Ain attacks. As if cutting her sword from top to bottom like an axe, it was more powerful than I thought. I suddenly remembered what I felt while fighting Jean and Pan the other day.

─Wrist strength.

Both tried to grab me in some way and hang me up. Considering that it hurt more when slapped on the cheek than when punched, the gallery family’s wrists may be innate. Ain threw away his sword. Clenching her fists and pulling her body back, Chan also grabbed her sword handle and blade and lifted her horizontally.

“What is this again?”

“I have no reason to tell you.”

It’s a blockade. Since every kick was blocked with a sword, the princess finally objected.

“Where’s the point of holding the blade and defending!?”

“No objection allowed.”

Carson stepped out.

“Even in actual combat, there are skills to defend with a sword sheath.”

“Oh, really these bastards!”

In the end, five minutes went by without proper effective hits. A noise began to rise from the arena below, and finally, great cheers broke out. Those who cheered at the Chan Gallery were soon singing military songs and celebrating their victory. Ain alone stomped his feet and beat him, so he told him to come in.

“Yai-san, this is all because of you!”

As soon as he arrived, he blamed me, so I just accepted it. Let’s just listen without saying anything, and we can’t help but fight our wounded pride. Let me know if you can give me feedback on what part was the problem.

“Not now.”

You won’t hear it. I kept quiet because if I talked to him, he could insult me and beat me up.

“Win.”

“Yes. I can’t promise you.”

“Win and come back. Then I’ll give you a kiss.”

“Is it a penalty?”

“Shut up and win, otherwise the top will turn around. Okay?”

The burden is heavy. While the military song continued to resound, the assistant instructor called me by name. Born came up. Saying hello politely is the same as Chan. I also bowed down. As soon as you say start.

“Make it into a bowl of porridge!!”

I heard Ain cheering, but I just widened the distance.

“Who do you think you are imitating?”

As Born said, I denied it was imitation.

“Wasn’t it possible to win just by holding out for five minutes?”

I am not Ein Kamphund Bernhard. I don’t want an overwhelming victory, and I don’t believe there is such a stake in winning or losing. It was what I felt when I practiced it. Whether he was killed by an arrowhead or his waist was cut off by an axe, death was death. That’s why Mr. Lee Bor and his older brothers always emphasized it to me.

“Better a humble victory than a glorious death. If you die, you can’t enjoy anything, but if you live, you can enjoy pain.”

After measuring the distance with only a wooden sword, Ain shouted again from under the performance stage. You can go in now, that bastard is worse than Chan Gallery, so I asked Carlson.

“Is it difficult to focus on sparring?”

“I allow it.”

The order to shut up was given very obliquely. Everyone is watching us Born slammed the sword down while dodging it. I realized it intuitively at once.

“You sold.”

“What?”

“You’re weak.”

Using the torso again, I try to cut horizontally by lifting the strength of the lower body. This time I dodge but didn’t take it.

“Am I not stupid?”

If I just took it as it is, it would only damage my wrist.

“Are you just dodging like a loach?”

“It doesn’t matter as long as I can win.”

I induced Born to attack with trickery several times. Each time, I struck the wooden sword from top to bottom, damaging the upper part of his wrist. Compared to other places, he has less muscle mass, and that guy has thin wrists for swordsmen. It was enough to notice just by looking at the protective equipment. Our sparring was lukewarm until nearly four minutes had passed.

“Are you going to end it like this?”

“Report.”

It was polite, but it was a voice that felt some impatience. I have an advantage I may not have the sharp eye or strategic intelligence like Ain, but I have excellent improvisation and intuition. As written in the announcement, the opponent’s record for support and combat is [3:0]. The classmates who even sang military songs down there, and the professors and assistants who openly took sides.

─Now, who will be hurt more by a draw?

“One minute left.”

Born finally rushed at Carlson’s declaration. It was a very strong attack. Attack, attack, and attack again came in like water flowing in a continuous motion. They kept driving me out of the market, so I stayed until the end, then I bent over and grabbed my waist while cutting. When I lifted it up, the giant lost balance and fell forward.

“Uh, what!?”

It was an outside match. Seeing the motive collapsed on the floor, all combat freshmen booed. It was cowardly. The princess got up from her seat.

“You bastard special promotion!”

A promotion from Bural to Yangmul? It’s not a crazy b*tch, it’s a dog b*tch.