The Vampire Is an Academy Honor Student

Chapter 041. hunting (2)

stop.

“No.”

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But I stopped right away.

Come to think of it, it was about time for dawn.

Under the sun, I am only a prey for countless demons and dark elves.

“It almost got into trouble.”

I don’t even know what’s inside it.

It seems that the judgment was momentarily clouded by the appearance of the demons and elves who could not cope with the assassination at all.

‘Let’s go back.’

Fain!

After shaking off the blood on his clothes at once, he looked away from the dark alley.

The number of remaining elves is nine including Gunne.

‘I’ll finish it tomorrow.’

One night was more than enough time to complete the hunt.

* * *

early morning.

When Roan is in a deep sleep before the last night.

Yuriel was also ahead of the final day of the Knight King War.

“… … .”

“… … .”

There were several cadets in the waiting room, but it was very quiet.

It was because the other cadets had dropped out early, so Yuriel was the only one preparing for the sparring.

“cellar.”

She pursed her lips, bit into her hair tie, and gathered her aqua-colored hair that reached over her shoulders.

Whoops!

After that, she neatly puts her hair up and puts on thin armor.

At the sound of joints rattling, someone got up and approached.

“I will help you.”

He was an upper class cadet who usually helped with training when Roan wasn’t around.

“Then, please lift the breastplate.”

“huh.”

The cadet, who was serving comfortably, scratched the back of his head with an expression of disrespect.

“Sorry. Eventually it all comes off.”

“it’s okay.”

“I’m glad you stayed. Without you… .”

If that was the case, Theia Academy would not have been able to send a single cadet to the finals.

You may think it’s not a big deal, but this is an international competition of considerable scale.

As much as I participated on behalf of the face of the country, if it had been like the above, there would not have been such a disgrace at the international competition.

He trembled and shook his head, perhaps imagining what had happened at that time.

“It is done now.”

“huh.”

Uriel, who had all his protective gear, took the sword for the last time.

“Then I will go.”

After completing all the preparations, she headed to the venue, receiving the hopeful encouragement of the cadets and instructors.

Way to go.

She opened and closed her hands, examining her body.

‘not bad.’

Even with a big game ahead, I can only feel the tension that makes me feel good.

“You can go in now.”

“yes.”

At the words of the guide, Uriel headed for the arena.

When she appeared, cheers erupted, which was quite high for a non-Imperial cadet.

A female knight with a flower-like beauty who uses a unique swordsmanship.

It was a difficult condition without cheers since they had already proven their skills and made it to the finals.

But instead of responding to the cheers, she took a look around the venue.

Because someone was looking for it.

but.

“… today.”

Among the many people, she finally couldn’t find Roan and muttered in a small voice.

“Whoa.”

Even if I participated as a theology department representative, I thought I would come to see the conference for at least one day.

‘Are you busy?’

Probably not. From what I heard, I didn’t go to the cathedral with the theology students.

then why?

“really… ah.”

Startled at the thought that came to her mind, she shut her mouth.

Although it was only for a short time, it was because he felt sorry for Roan and surprised himself.

This was the first time I felt sad even though I was angry or disappointed with someone.

The moment I realized that, warm heat rose up on my cheeks that had been cold in the chilly weather.

‘… It’s just a motive.’

But why did I expect and be disappointed?

“… … .”

As his calm mind became agitated, Uriel stopped thinking.

First of all, it was important to finish the tournament safely.

The small doubt that came to mind at the moment was just like that.

* * *

The contest started right away.

All the cadets who could have fallen had already fallen, so the final matches were all fierce and there was so much to see.

Talented people from all over the world gathered in one place to show off their talents.

But even in the midst of that, there was someone who was by far the best in the military.

Tok, tok!

With two concise steps, it pierces the opponent’s nose in an instant and unleashes a thinly shaved sword.

It was only a stabbing attack, but Yuriel’s other cadet hesitated vaguely holding his sword at the incoming attack as if it were bending.

‘what’s this!’

He couldn’t believe the current situation where he was being pushed one-sidedly by a cadet from a remote kingdom.

A skill that is on a different level from other cadets in the kingdom I met in the process of going up to the finals.

“Suck!”

Pew!!

“Ugh, ugh?!”

His posture was shaken by the attack that passed by his ear.

A moment that is less than one second.

However, when he returned to his stance, the opponent had already disappeared from sight.

‘… ah?’

In an instant, my mind turned white.

I reflexively grabbed my sword and turned my head back.

“Not that way.”

Took.

I slowly lowered my head at the tingling sensation in my feet.

Then, with the knee of the leg in front bent to the limit, I could see the opponent poking at the foot on this side with the tip of the sword.

“ah.”

It was only then that I came to my senses and realized that I had been completely beaten.

Even though I couldn’t share a few sums, it made me realize the vast gap with my opponent.

“I lost, I lost.”

“You worked hard.”

The sparring ended in an instant.

“The winner of the King of Knights match has been decided! The winner is Teria Academy’s… !”

Thus, the tournament ended without incident with Uriel winning.

And at this time, there were two pairs of eyes looking at her.

* * *

The winner from the Kingdom rises to the podium, cheered by countless people from the Empire.

Sword Saint John, who had been quietly watching the scene, muttered.

“Amazing.”

This is the second time this year that the Empire has missed the championship.

“It reminds me of Ian Karziel, who swept the tournament four years ago. Isn’t it?”

“I don’t know who he is.”

Sigrun, standing like a ghost behind the Sword Saint, replied.

However, he took a step closer and asked if he was curious about the similarity between the two.

“Was he as good a knight as that boy?”

“no. He was much stronger.”

Remembering the image of Ian who ended all the opposing students with one or two shots, Yohan responded immediately.

However, if there is one thing to consider, Ian’s case has already been completed to some extent, and Uriel’s case is still in the raw stone stage.

“It will change in thousands of ways depending on how she is smelted.”

And in which direction no one knows. even myself.

“Is that your evaluation, Sword Saint?”

“yes.”

“Hmm… .”

At this, Sigrun made an ambiguous expression.

“… … .”

Looking at the statue-like face that changes every moment, Yohan asked a thought that came to his mind.

“By the way, has the reason for coming to the Empire been resolved now?”

“I do not know.”

Sigrun lowered his gaze to the branch hanging from his wrist.

‘Time of the world.’

Still no answer.

The world tree, which was told to go to the empire, is not using its strength when it arrives at the empire.

So, in the end, I had no choice but to judge for myself.

Whether or not she is indeed the one the queen was talking about.

‘First of all, I’m not a bad person. And I’m sure he’s talented… .’

However, it is still ambiguous when it comes to whether or not he has enough talent to bring about a change in the world line.

The fact that it is now in a raw state makes it difficult to judge.

‘then.’

So she came up with the surest way.

“I have a request to the Sword Saint.”

“Ask for it?”

At the high elf’s request, interest in the eyes of the Sword Saint aroused.

Sigrun turned his gaze back to Uriel and continued.

The winner of the King of Knights match gets a chance to compete with the swordsman after all the prizes are awarded.

“That sparring. Please let me do it.”

* * *

late afternoon.

It was only after all the awards ceremony was over that Yuriel was ushered into the waiting room.

“after.”

Uriel, who finally took off his stuffy wedding suit, let out a sigh slightly mixed with blood.

‘It doesn’t fit well either.’

It wasn’t something an aristocratic woman would do, but it was.

I just stood there, but it feels more difficult than sparring.

Still, her expression wasn’t bad.

‘It’s a swordsman.’

A person who inherited the title of Sword Saint right after Gilead Karziel resigned from the frontlines.

Because the fight against him was next on the schedule.

However, the long-awaited Dalian went in a slightly different direction.

‘High Elf?’

The elf I had met a few days ago had come to visit.

“Perhaps sparring with the swordsman. Would it be okay if I try it with me instead?”

“For the Sword Saint… .”

“I asked him.”

You asked to change your partner?

Yuriel widened her eyes.

“Why?”

“I think I can tell you that after the sparring.”

“… … .”

Uriel was lost in thought.

But the worries were short-lived.

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Sparring with a swordsman would be a valuable experience, of course, but if not this time, when else would I ever see an elf sword-to-sword.

“I don’t care.”

“… thank you.”

late time.

Entering the empty venue, Sigrun looked around the already darkened surroundings and said.

“Sorry to keep you waiting so late.”

The closed-minded Sigrun did not want to appear in public, so he requested a private match.

However, since the official schedule cannot be changed due to personal requests, the Dalian time has been postponed behind all schedules.

“no.”

Yuriel replied with a really okay expression.

“I also feel more comfortable doing it when there are no spectators.”

Having a crowd doesn’t affect my condition, but it’s better not to have one than to have one.

“Then let’s begin.”

While facing each other, Yuriel took her posture.

chuck.

Unusual standing posture.

But I don’t see any gaps.

‘… quite.’

Sigrun exclaimed inwardly.

Apparently, it looks like a sword and foot method that he made himself, but the degree of perfection is beyond imagination.

‘Let’s try it.’

Will it really be full?

Took!

Sigrun lightly kicked the ground.

Contrary to expectations, however, Uriel did not respond even as the distance between them grew closer.

‘What are you doing?’

The first attack was quite forceful to get a sense of the level on purpose, but I wanted to show the flash of genius.

‘… No, it moves.’

Sigrun narrowed his eyes.

Looking closely, the tip of her sword was moving.

What are you trying to do?

in slow time.

The tip of the thin sword was slowly but accurately following the movement of this side.

Finally, the knee is bent.

‘… no way?!’

Realizing what the other person was up to, she was startled.

Caan!!

The moment the tips of the swords met, a tingling trembling was transmitted through the slender fingers.

At the same time, Yuriel, who had been stopped, started digging in with an explosive increase in speed.

‘Did you intend to win from the beginning!’

Rather than having an attitude to learn, he sincerely rushes forward as if he had met the enemy of a lifetime.

Sigrun let out a stunned laugh.

‘… Sword Saint. We were both mistaken.’

The opponent’s greatest talent was not in the sword.

‘courage.’

against the high elves. What kind of absurd courage is that against the Seven Swords?

Burr… !

“ah.”

It was almost the same time that Sigrun conceived that thought and felt a trembling in his wrist.

A branch of the World Tree that trembles in response to something.

Sigrun was convinced of this.

‘found.’

* * *

“found.”

“… !!”

In an instant, the hairs all over her body stood on end at the intense force she felt from behind.

Kwaaang!!

The spur of the ground and the halberd the size of a house being slammed into the place where it stood just a moment ago were almost simultaneously.

hood gain.

I looked ahead as I shook off the debris hitting the thick rod.

A gigantic monster approaching without thinking about hiding its presence, raising the corner of its mouth as if it were so interesting.

Roan’s eyes narrowed in the mask.

Because it seemed that he shouldn’t be in the Empire right now.

‘Oak?’