The Only Swordsman of the Magic Academy - The Only Swordsman of the Magic Academy chapter 9

9 – Integrity

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A confrontation between swordsmen in the world of wizards without anyone knowing.

The skeleton released one hand from the sword, spread its three fingers, and moved its jaw joint with a crackling sound.

It means to yield three moves.

‘Should I say that I was recognized…?’

When I came here as a wizard character in the game, I showed the motion of spreading out all 10 fingers while leaving the sword at all. He really didn’t fight back until I hit my teens.

But now there are three. There is no way a knight of that caliber would not be able to judge my level, so I came to the conclusion that this was appropriate.

“I’m going.”

The skeleton holding the sword again nodded. Holding Vulcan’s iron sword straight, he swung the sword with all his might while receiving the correction of his swordsmanship skill that had reached level 3.

I’m not an opponent worthy of a search battle. I had to do everything in my power to get him to fully focus on this sparring, in order to find an opening.

Exhaust down with all your might in the acceleration attached with high muscle strength.

E level monsters were sharp enough to blow off their heads with one blow, and the destructive swordsman moved to split the skeleton’s head in half.

However, the moment the skeleton lightly lifted the sword, my sword was blocked by the skeleton’s sword and could not move forward. A light sword strike without any skill blocked the sword with all my might.

A skeleton that moved its jaw joint while pushing my sword.

It was as if he was saying ‘again’ to me.

‘It would be the right thing to answer.’

This time, as he charged again, he gave strength to his arms so that at least he couldn’t be stopped with a simple sword strike, and opened a series of attacks at the maximum speed possible.

I was attacking all parts from the top to the bottom, but I blocked the countless sword attacks with one slash and pushed my sword away again.

‘It’s far…’

A monster that has no gaps. A wall that cannot be crossed right now. A skeleton is an existence that can only be killed with a bomb that does not move magically, targeting its weakness to heat.

‘Let’s do some more.’

Even if the time comes to use the bomb, it’s not now. First of all, I wanted to throw everything I could.

Close your eyes.

I had only one chance left, neither the blow I poured all my strength into, nor the double attack with maximum speed, I couldn’t overcome that light sword strike. Is it because my strength is weak? Is it because of my lack of speed?

‘No.’

Even if I don’t have to use the amplification of the senses, my super senses sharpen my senses every battle, and my senses say that the skeleton uses only the same physical abilities as me.

A skeleton with the same physical ability is swinging his sword later and lighter, so why can’t I give his sword even a slight tremble?

Even though the performance of the sword is better than mine, that sword has maintained its original appearance without the slightest damage.

‘I don’t know… I just have to try.’

In the end, I came to the conclusion that I had to face the difference between the skeleton and myself with my own body.

“Can I wait for the third move?”

The skeleton nodded. In the first place, I have never seen a skeleton break its promise, having tried it more than 100 times.

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Now that it has become a reality, it might be dangerous to blindly believe in that memory, but there is nothing I can do about not believing in skulls anyway. If that was the case, he shouldn’t have come to this dungeon in the first place.

‘But if you don’t come here, you won’t grow.’

Stop worrying about lack of nutrition and analyze the image of the skull in your head. Believing that the answer lies within the straight and beautiful lines drawn by the skull.

All he showed me was an up-slash and a down-slash. So now, for this moment, I decided to forget the fights I had been fighting and focus only on these two things.

First cut up. Since it was a skeleton with only bones remaining, the movement of the joints was clearly visible, and how to move the joints is still clearly embedded in my brain.

However, there was no way to know which muscles and in which way to apply strength.

A skeleton can move just as it did when it was alive, but I, who has flesh and blood, had to pay attention to the movement of my muscles.

“Like this…? No like this?”

In order to reproduce the swordsmanship of the skeleton, the sword was moved by giving different strength to each part with the movement of the same joint. It’s far from successful, but I realized something with this attempt.

‘Even if it’s the same motion, it’s completely different depending on how you apply strength.’

Until now, I’ve only focused on swinging harder and faster. I thought that was the answer, and when I saw the monsters being easily sliced up by me, I felt my thoughts were right.

But it wasn’t. It’s not just about swinging the sword fast and strong. I was able to realize that only now, facing the wall and swinging my sword to overcome it.

That my swordsmanship was nothing more than a sharp stick. So I decided to steal the best swordsman I know, the skeleton’s swordsmanship.

‘Should I give my strength this time?’

I was about to challenge myself until I could reproduce the skeleton’s sword attack with my body, but the skeleton suddenly started moving.

Dalgrak, moongrak.

A skeleton wearing only a ragged cloak is approaching me.

‘Are you mad because I’m stealing swordsmanship?’

However, unlike the monsters that have been targeting me, the skeleton did not feel the will to kill me at all. The skeleton that approached me started drawing the floor with the scabbard.

It was easy to find out how good he was at drawing and what he drew. Skeleton in front, me by the side. And in the meantime, I drew a book.

And a skeleton pointing to the book and holding a sword in one hand. Usually, in the Age of Skulls, a book would mean knowledge, so combining a sword and a book leads to this conclusion.

“Teach me… Swordsmanship?”

Just- Just-

A skeleton that moves its jaw joint and nods as if your understanding is correct.

“Why…?”

A skeleton that points at itself, points at me, then shows a sword and crosses a book.

“There was a time when I couldn’t do swordsmanship like you?”

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Nodding my head, I drew a new person who looked a bit like me on top of the skull, then showed me a sword, drew a book, drew a coin, and placed an x on the coin.

“Master taught me swordsmanship without any payment.”

After watching it several times, I understood it faster. A skull nodding its head, pointing at itself and pointing at me one last time.

“So I will teach you too.”

Looking at the skeleton nodding, my heart felt heavy. It was because the existence that I thought was just a stupid boss going through for Hidden Peace didn’t feel like that anymore.

I’m not stupid either. It’s not something you have to go through. Virtuous The article I was thinking of was right in front of me. I feel shabby for trying to use his nobility to make a cowardly move.

“I am the one who came to kill you?”

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Now, his paintings and actions feel like writing.

-It’s okay though.

“It’s okay to teach. It’s okay to die?”

– Both.

I don’t understand. He says it’s okay to die after wielding a sword for a thousand years to reach an unreachable state.

“You want to become a sword master.”

-I received grace and practiced my sword for a time full of energy. Even though I am curious about the end of this road, if the descendants of the King of Knights want my life, I can give it to them.

“…How did you know that?”

-The person who took me as a seed without talent and gave me swordsmanship. And how can I not recognize the descendants of the person who even lowered his cloak to my grave?

As a person from 1000 years ago, I thought that I might know the King of Knights, but I never imagined that I would come from that species. That was the reason why the picture I drew earlier as a teacher resembled me.

– The reason why I was able to continue this training with my grudge as a beginner was because his cloak served as a medium. I think it would be fortunate if I could give back the life I received from him.

A really stupid man. Since he was given his life by the King of Knights, he says he will give it back to the King’s descendants. He could just wash his mouth and pretend he didn’t know, but he’s someone who can’t do that.

– Raise your sword. One tap is weak, two taps is strong.

“…Yes.”

In order to protect Suna, in order to prepare for the many upcoming events, I must become stronger. With his favor, learn the sword, take his life, and get a secretary of the reverse sky.

So at least… I intend to take over his sword, lest his nobility be meaningless. I will become a sword master and prove that his path is not wrong.

His fingers tapped my muscle twice and I tightened the area even more. There were times when I relaxed the position I tapped once, and when I was ambiguous, I alternated between once and twice.

How much time has passed? The master who had beaten my whole body fell back, and I recreated the swordsman’s sword attack that my master showed me earlier, moving all the muscles of my body as instructed.

[The level of swordsmanship increases.]

[Skill: Acquire Eden-ryu swordsmanship (Lv1).]

It’s not enough compared to the sword my master used earlier, but there were clear lines at the tip of my sword.