The Lazy Genius of the Duke - Chapter 69



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The Lazy Genius of the Duke’s Family (69)

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Two days later.

Benio wore a uniform instead of the cadet uniform he normally wore. Jupiter’s cadet uniform was usually focused on practicality.

All that was needed was black pants, a white shirt, and a name tag in the color that indicated cadet status. The cadet uniform was very useful because it was stretchy and breathable.

But it is not a conquest.

A uniform is literally a piece of clothing worn only on special occasions. It is usually worn at graduation or entrance ceremonies.

And the only other time I wear uniforms is when there is a big event at school.

The uniform is what you wear when you need to announce that you are a member of Jupiter Academy.

Benio secured the collar with metal decorations that went up to his neck, then lowered the scarf to cover his wrists.

The gold sun button on his wrist made a rattling sound.

The symbol of Jupiter is the sun. The one and only unchanging sun in the world was the symbol of Jupiter.

For this reason, the uniform had gold sun buttons and a gold sun decoration adorning the back.

“Phew.”

Benio put his fingers into the stuffy space around his neck and sighed. He knew in his head that he needed a place like this, but his body was so tired that he couldn’t even understand what he knew in his head.

“It must be hard to even swing a sword.”

If I hadn’t learned this from Tony before we set off, I probably wouldn’t have been able to wear it on my own. Benio put on the gold epaulets and badges for the last time, and wrapped himself in a red cape.

Finally, I’m wearing my full uniform.

Knock knock.

Finally, after dusting off his uniform jacket, Benio went outside and saw Jupiter’s students lined up in all their finery.

Thud thud.

The professors came out on time. They were also wearing neat uniforms, unlike the academy, and they looked like different people.

Then Professor Chutney looked at Benio.

“Cadet Benio.”

When Professor Chutney spoke to Benio, everyone looked at Benio. The cadets who remembered the results of yesterday’s sparring had anticipation in their eyes.

It wasn’t the usual feelings of contempt or disgust that he showed when looking at Benio.

The cadets gathered here were the top tier cadets in Jupiter. That is why no one thought of the old Benio when they saw Benio defeat the first and second place cadets of Jupiter, Kragus, and Atulan three to one yesterday.

It was only then that I realized and accepted that Benio had changed.

“Yes, professor.”

Benio calmly accepted such gazes. It was because Benio didn’t really care what other people thought of him.

“I heard you broke the rules.”

The original rule was that cadets from each academy were prohibited from testing their skills before the start of the exchange match.

But Benio broke that rule.

“It was a simple sparring match. But even that was against the rules.”

It happened two days ago. There is another reason why Professor Chutney is telling this story now. While watching Benio answer calmly, Professor Chutney asked Benio.

“How was it?”

“Are you talking about Kragus and Atullan?”

“okay.”

Benio thought for a moment and then looked at Professor Chutney. He had a rough idea why Professor Chutney had asked him that question at this moment.

“Do you want courtesy or honest feedback?”

Benio asked Professor Chutney back, who realized that the clever student had figured out the intent of his question.

“I want honesty.”

“then.”

Benio looked at himself, but also glanced at each of the other nervous cadets. Even though they were from Jupiter, they were still young kids who hadn’t even turned twenty.

Since these cadets have to shoulder the honor of the academy, they are all nervous and burdened.

Benio answered calmly, meeting the eyes of those cadets.

“Do you think I could win if I fought with one hand?”

Professor Chutney’s eyes widened at Benio’s words. Then Benio turned his head and spoke to the cadets.

“So everyone, straighten your shoulders and smile. If you get so nervous, you won’t be able to perform to half your potential. Why, if you want to go back and hear people say you were worse than Benio Kepler, just stay where you are.”

Lumen was the first to respond to Benio’s words.

“That can’t be! If you’re worse than me, a dullard, you’re denying my life as a genius.”

“But that’s true. Are you calling someone dull when they’re listening to you?”

“Why, it was like that before.”

Lumen chuckled. Then the tense atmosphere among the cadets began to relax. This was because Benio’s words had shaken their tension.

The worst dullard, Benio, who is called the disgrace of the Millennium Academy, has lower grades?

They haven’t seen Benio’s true colors yet, but his family and classmates at the academy who don’t know about it may think so.

“That’s right. It was nothing special.”

“Yeah. We’re Jupiter.”

“We have to win this time too.”

“I’ve never lost before.”

The cadets began to shake off their tension by murmurs. Benio turned his head and looked at Professor Chutney. He had a blank expression on his face.

‘In a word, everyone relaxed.’

What Professor Chutney wanted from Benio was a boost in morale. It would have been fine if he had just told him that other academies were easier.

But Benio was a little more proactive in raising the morale of the cadets.

By using yourself, that is.

Leading cadets with just a word is not an easy task. It is also something that is impossible unless you are born with it.

‘Did he also have the makings of a commander?’

Professor Chutney saw in Benio the makings of a commander. A commander does not have to excel alone.

The commander on the battlefield is the one who leads even those who are incapable of doing so and achieves the greatest results. It is not something that can be done just because it is done.

A competent commander can make a thousand men as effective as ten thousand or a hundred thousand. On the other hand, an incompetent commander can make a million men as effective as a thousand or ten thousand.

A capable commander can win the hearts of a thousand or ten thousand people with a single word.

Professor Chutney felt it from Benio.

“Jupiter Academy!”

“Woooooooo!”

Professor Chutney looked at Benio blankly, looking at the cadets whose morale was rising.

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Swordsmanship Faculty Exchange Competition.

Of course, not all academies have a department called the Department of Swordsmanship. They all have slightly different names.

From Pyleus, Jupiter, and Atullan came the faculty of swordsmanship, and from Cragus came the faculty of warriors.

3 cadets each, 12 cadets in total.

After the grand parade prepared by Pyleus and the declaration of the start of the Academy Exchange, the first thing to open the gates is the Swordsmanship Faculty Exchange.

Exchanges are held in four fields per day, a total of twenty fields over five days. There are sixty cadets participating.

And the final, sixth day competition is held for two days.

The exchange competition, which is held on a daily basis and ranks players by academy rather than by individual rankings, ends with the schedule for that day.

Waaaaaaaaaah!

Benio calmly entered the arena, accepting the cheers pouring down from all sides. The arena was specially built by the Pyleus Academy for this exchange, and there were seats set up around it that could seat nearly twenty thousand people.

Because of this, the smokescreen could be seen from all sides, and to enable it to be seen from outside, a magician from the High Circle was invited to perform a magic to enlarge the image inside.

festivities.

For the Academy cadets, it is a matter of pride for each Academy, but for those who watch, it is a huge festival.

Nobles and wealthy commoners began to flock to Pyleus, filling up the surrounding inns and hotels, and the place literally began to boom.

Because of this enormous economic trickle-down effect, exchanges are not held at just one academy, but rather rotated among each academy.

That’s why the audience seats were full.

Lumen and Severus walked out behind Benio one by one.

And Aaron, Vex, and Cecil, whom I had already seen once, walked out one by one, followed by the cadets from each academy.

A duel between swordsmen.

Benio smirked as he looked at Aaron and Vex, whose eyes were shining as they looked at him.

[Come at me.]

Benio gaped at the two. They didn’t show their power. At that moment, he felt intense eyes right next to him.

It’s Cecil.

Whoosh.

Cecil turned his head sharply when Benio looked at him. At that moment, Benio smiled at Cecil, and Benio’s eyebrows twitched.

Gooooo!

‘Huh?’

Benio barely managed to keep his knees from buckling. The moment Benio smiled, the air around him began to press against him as if it was trying to crush him.

This was a highly advanced technique aimed only at Benio.

‘Ugh!’

For a moment, it seemed as if the entire environment around Benio had become hostile to him. Even the air he was naturally inhaling and exhaling seemed to be strangling Benio’s throat.

‘Extreme!’

And Benio realized that it was the momentum of the ultimate demon. This realm, also called the ultimate demon or the ultimate state, is a state that only a few people in the martial arts world have reached.

Having been dragged around like a slave by the Emperor of Heavenly Demons for ten years, Benio experienced the power of the Demonic Cult’s ultimate masters.

That was exactly how I felt at that time.

‘Auror Master!’

The Auror Master’s momentum poured down on Benio. But no one around him noticed. Not even one of the faculty members noticed.

Benio is the only one fighting against all those who oppose him.

Swish!

But then the pressure on Benio disappeared. Benio felt his forehead tense up, but he raised his head and looked at the audience.

‘It’s towards the audience.’

There is no master among the faculty. That means someone in the audience is showing off his momentum towards Benio.

But why on earth?

‘…no way.’

Benio looked at Cecil. Then Cecil, who had been secretly glaring at Benio, turned his head. At that moment.

Gooooooo―!

‘Ugh!’

Woohoo!

Benio quickly pulled up the Guyangshinkong. Then he was sure. Benio looked at the audience, especially the VIP seats located at the highest point.

There was a man there who was glaring at Benio as if he was going to kill him.

lion.

Benio realized that a lion was sitting there, staring at him.

Prince of Orange.

He, Cecil’s father and the ruler of the Duchy of Orange, was glaring at Benio.

‘You’re saying it won’t sell?’

The reason was simple. It was because of his beloved daughter, Cecil. Because Cecil had made eye contact with Benio, he had used his momentum to pressure Benio by raising the Master’s momentum that he could kill people with just his momentum.

‘Huh, Master?’

People tend to boil over when they are suppressed. And that goes for Benio as well. Benio, who is called Master, felt his anger creep up on him when he saw the Duke suppressing him just because he saw his daughter.

‘Let’s wait and see, Your Majesty.’

Benio gritted his teeth without avoiding the Duke’s eyes.

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“Hoo.”

The Orange Prince is a lion. He is a male lion with a rich mane and is the king of all beasts. The air trembles at the words of the Orange Prince, who carries his majestic spirit.

The king realized that he had found an interesting guy.

‘You’re not discouraged.’

He unconsciously let out a wave of aggression when he dared to make eye contact with his own daughter and smile. Then, he realized that it was his own doing and looked at himself.

Even though he clearly received his momentum, he did not give up on his legs, nor did he avert his eyes. Rather, the gaze that looked at him with a challenging attitude caught the king’s eye.

“Is that guy?”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Zaniolo answered the duke’s questions politely. When he saw the duke’s interest, his eyes sparkled and he said that he was indeed an extraordinary child.

“It’s interesting. I’d like to see it once the swordsmanship school exchange competition is over. It would be a virtue of a senior to comfort a junior who is heartbroken by defeat.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

The Duke had no doubt that Cecil would win. That is why, after saying this to Zaniolo, the Duke raised the wine glass in his hand toward Benio.

“Among those golden bugs, there’s one whose eyes I really like. I guess I’ll have to live long to see it.”

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