There Is No World For ■■ - Chapter 523



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EP.523 It’s going well (6)

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As the doors opened, silence fell into the once bustling auditorium.

Chuck, chuck, chuck.

With each sound of footsteps, a mixture of excitement, anticipation, and awe filled Dawn’s nose.

And when I turned my head, as did everyone else, I saw MacFarlane stopping at the entrance to the auditorium.

Short-cut hair, tightly closed mouth, and angular body.

He was a man who looked like a soldier no matter where he looked.

Compared to Browning, who was also a soldier and made it to the top 10, Browning seems like an ordinary person.

It’s a shame that he’s wearing sportswear with the famous Canadian hockey team emblazoned on it, but if the clothes were military uniforms, the atmosphere would be… No, wait.

‘Toronto Maple Leafs… ?’

Are you a fan of a team that hasn’t won a championship in over 40 years?

While Yeo-myeong felt strange emotions as she remembered her janitor brothers who always cheered for the baseball team that was struggling in the bottom tier, MacFarlane opened his mouth.

“nice to meet. Gentlemen. “My name is Leonard MacFarlane and I will be in charge of your training starting today.”

Low and serious voice. He continued speaking while looking at all the faculty and students gathered in the auditorium.

“You may have already seen the materials distributed by the academy, but this training is to reduce accidents during the Olympia competitions, which have recently increased.”

Accident during game.

Even though the Olympia participants were all students, they were essentially superhumans, so bloodshed often occurred.

The problem is that because superhumans are such valuable talents, children’s fights turn into emotional fights between nations.

It is said that during the Cold War, cases of overt deaths were common… Well, it probably doesn’t matter now.

This class itself was just an excuse for MacFarlane to move.

‘Still, the 10th lesson is direct safety training. The cause is clear.’

… While Dawn was thinking about this, MacFarlane stood on the training ground in the center of the auditorium and spoke.

“Training will take place on a voluntary basis, excluding time away from the academy for finals matches. Of course, we will adjust the intensity so that you do not lose physical strength, and if there is a student who wants it, we will provide fatigue relief and only provide theoretical training.”

As if responding to those words, faculty and staff began handing out training plans to students.

Students who had already received the training showed interest in the training by taking it again, but Yeomyeong blatantly ignored the plan.

Although it was for future acting, I also felt a little sorry for the teacher who took the trouble to hand out the plan.

Anyway, MacFarlane said as he glanced once more at the students gathered freely below the training ground.

“And just in case…” “If you have any questions about this training, ask them now.”

Of course, no student is tactful enough to ask a question here…

… didn’t Dawn immediately raised her hand as if she had been waiting.

“About 1,000 students. “What are you curious about?”

Following MacFarlane’s voice, the surrounding eyes focused on him. Dawn spoke as harshly as possible, that is, in a sheepish tone.

“Can I just skip this training?”

“… .”

It’s just 10 lectures of training and I’m not even thinking about it.

In some ways, it may sound insulting… No, it was an outright insult.

-Wow, is that crazy?

-I heard there is a particularly crazy person in this first grade. Is it him?

-Is the rumor that he was taught by a holy sword true? That’s understandable.

Unlike most students who were surprised and muttered, MacFarlane asked back without even raising an eyebrow.

“The course content, or me. “Can I ask which side you are dissatisfied with?”

Dawn said, still grinning.

“There are no complaints from either of us. “I just think it’s not the training for me.”

“… So, is it better to study on your own?”

“Yes, well, to put it bluntly, that’s true.”

“… .”

At this point, MacFarlane’s brows furrowed slightly.

Nevertheless, the dawn did not stop and continued to scratch MacFarlane’s insides.

I want to leave right away if possible, but can I leave like this? – Things like that.

Her tone of voice and expression were so gang-like that the saintess who was watching from afar said something.

“I think about it sometimes… I don’t think that’s acting. In fact, isn’t that kind of bully the real person, and the usual good-natured woman is just an act?”

“… .”

Both Seti and Somiri ignored the saint’s nonsense, but Salome was different.

“oh… “I hope that’s really the case.”

“… huh?”

“yes??”

When not only the saint who first spoke but also the Seti sisters looked at her as if that was some kind of nonsense, Salome belatedly made an excuse.

“No, rather than a good man, he… Bad guys are the more popular type, right? From that perspective… .”

At that time, Soemiri intervened.

“Bad Guy… The kind of guy who grows his moustache and shouts Sieg Heil?”

“… .”

Salome was about to retort, but she kept her mouth shut. This was because she realized that no matter what she said, she would be ridiculed by Soemili.

“I’m not a Nazi… .”

The saintess was giggling along with her unfair self-talk, and Miriam, who was a little further away from the group, was tilting her head, not knowing what she was talking about.

MacFarlane was still addressing Dawn with a serious voice.

“If that’s what the student wants, fine. “At my discretion, I will allow you to miss training starting from the next training.”

“next? “Can’t it be done right now?”

“I don’t know about other students, but it’s not possible for over 1,000 students. “This is training to prevent accidents during the game.”

“… .”

“Two amputations and one spinal injury. “It went too far for a young man’s enthusiasm.”

It was an undeniable truth. Dawn was about to give up at this point, but she glanced at Seti’s eyes as she looked at her.

‘continue.’

Dawn willingly did so.

“What if I don’t like it? “Then what will you do?”

“… .”

“Well, it’s not like someone with a level of 10 will beat me up directly.”

MacFarlane spoke calmly, regardless of whether the seniors and faculty members who had no idea that Yeomyeong would be so harsh were surprised.

“No, I don’t use my strength like that. instead… “Let me suggest a test you can’t refuse.”

“… ?”

test? While a question mark hovered over Dawn’s head, MacFarlane motioned to a man who appeared to be a soldier on the other side of the auditorium.

Then, as if he had been waiting, the soldier took out something square and ran over to MacFarlane and handed it to him.

Looking closely, I saw that it was a shield.

A shield made of transparent plastic, commonly called a protest shield.

I wondered what he was trying to do with a shield that couldn’t even block pistol bullets at best, but when MacFarlane infused mana into the shield, the story changed.

Isn’t the mana, as dark brown as maple syrup, surrounding the shield and hardening as hard as MacFarlane’s momentum?

thud! MacFarlane, who soon put down his shield on the sparring ground, looked at Dawn and said.

“If you damage this shield, I will grant you one wish, as much as I can on my honor.”

“… .”

“However, in order to take this test, you must participate in today’s training. “How is it?”

Dawn was about to say, “I just want to leave,” but struggled to keep her mouth shut.

No matter what the 10th lecture was, I would listen to one thing, because it was an offer that no ordinary student could refuse.

I put a condition on it that I had to do it as much as I could… What if I were to ask you to teach me 10 martial arts lessons right now? The student level has already passed a long time ago.

‘Indeed, it’s a test I can’t refuse.’

Dawn licked her lips and stood up.

“Let’s try something, whatever.”

With everyone’s eyes in the auditorium focused on the two, MacFarlane stood quietly and waited for Dawn to come down to the sparring hall.

The moment when the voices of classmates murmuring along with the steps of dawn continue, and each of the oblivious students raises their camera.

Seti raised his hand.

“Can other people participate in that test?”

“Hmm?”

“I want to receive it too. That test.”

Before MacFarlane could answer, the saint also raised her hand.

But unfortunately, the saint’s hands did not receive much attention. Because she had someone yelling so loudly that they caught her hand gestures.

“Even if… No, I will participate in that test too!”

The person who suddenly stood up from among the second graders was a young man with black hair and light golden eyes.

Beyond the portal, the three princes of the empire. He drew his sword with burning eyes.

“What an opportunity to ask the Top 10 for a favor. “You can’t miss this opportunity!”

And a saint who intervenes late.

“me too!”

As the story reached this point, other students began to raise their hands as well. Especially students from Asha.

-Can I wear this?

-Have you been aiming for this from the beginning, Lieutenant General?

-So are you going to miss this opportunity?

At about that time, other students couldn’t stop raising their hands and flocked to the sparring room.

Not only did they not know that things would turn out this way, but even MacFarlane swallowed a slightly bitter smile as Dawn, who had set her own mood, went down.

However, Seti, who was the first to break the ice, leisurely got up from his seat with a hammer in hand. As if she knew it would be like this from the beginning.

And she was good to me, right? While winking at Dawn with that meaning, the Third Prince jumped down onto the sparring hall.

Am I really impatient, or am I just stupid?

‘Maybe it’s both.’

Anyway, the Third Prince, who came on stage before Dawn, raised his sword and spoke.

“McFarlane. “I, Dogatan Hiraria, will ask for your teachings as a student, not as the third prince of the empire.”

Although he might have looked embarrassed, MacFarlane glanced at the prince and the students gathered behind him without even raising an eyebrow.

And a moment later, he raised a shield reinforced with maple syrup-colored mana and spoke.

“good night. “It wouldn’t be a bad idea to receive the full strength of all the students at the beginning of training.”

Euphemistic consent. While the students were excited, the Third Prince drew up his mana as if he had been waiting and created sword energy.

No matter how much elixir he drank, the purity of his sword energy was enormous compared to his skill in mana handling.

Of course, to Dawn, who had the world tree’s mana flowing through her veins, it was just that, but the other students were exhaling admiration.

“Then, let’s go!”

The Third Prince held the sword with both hands and took a stance. And when Dawn saw that, she furrowed her eyebrows.

‘The warrior’s martial art… It’s not, it’s closer to Cheondun’s sword technique.’

A martial art that twisted and squeezed the martial arts of healthy warriors so that ordinary people could wield them.

‘There is no more warrior blood in the royal family… .’

I thought it was just in case, but it happened as expected. The martial arts of the three princes unfolding before my eyes was undeniable evidence.

While Dawn once again trembled at her lineage, the Third Prince displayed the twisted martial arts of a warrior.

A full-body stab similar to the two-second attack shown by the Margrave.

Gooooo-!

The mana swirling around the sword was quite impressive, but…

Kang!

The sword couldn’t even make a scratch, let alone pierce the shield. The Third Prince rolled backwards on the floor as if overcome by the force of the reaction.

“… .”

Should we say that it is top 10, or should we say that the third prince’s skills are poor?

Either way, the third prince’s response was not bad.

After rolling around on the sparring floor, he stood up hesitantly and placed the handle of his sword to his forehead in a neat posture.

Beyond the portal, the manners of a knight.

“As expected, the barrier to class 10 is high. Even though my skills are mediocre, would you dare to ask for advice?”

MacFarlane similarly bowed his head and answered.

“It wasn’t unsightly. And if you find clothes that fit your body better, you will be able to go much higher than you are now. “I guarantee it.”

“… Thank you for your teachings.”

Are you talking about using a martial art other than the warrior’s martial art?

It’s a short but impressive clash. Has Dawn’s sentiment of this kind been contagious?

Instead of being frightened by the three princes’ humiliation, the remaining students pushed each other and climbed into the ring.

After all, they are finalists. While Dawn, who had been delayed for no reason, was crossing her arms, the next student was already swinging her weapon at MacFarlane’s shield.

And no one has ever scratched his shield.

I feel sorry not only for the Seti gang, but also for Dawn… Even Jeon Yun-seong, who said,

In the meantime, the saint’s shooting succeeded in making a dent, but she was caught by the school staff when it was discovered that she had been using a secretly hidden ‘live bullet’.

‘He really… .’

Anyway, it was the last day left. It wasn’t something I was aiming for, it was the result of giving up the order here and there.

Dawn went up to the sparring hall and asked MacFarlane.

“If you’re tired, you can postpone it to another time.”

“I’m afraid that if we let it go like this, over a thousand students will not participate in the next training. is not it?”

Instead of answering, Dawn smiled and took out her weapon.

The sword received from Sedidal, ‘Ciri’.

It was a sword that was taken out because it could not take out the Mountain Tears or Armament Serum, but it was enough to make MacFarlane nervous.

“… “It’s a good weapon.”

“Yes, it’s a weapon with a lot of history.”

There was no need for further conversation. MacFarlane silently raised his shield…

Dawn raised the flames of Juwaiez over Siri.