The Academy’s Barbarian Chapter 65

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3.

Clash between Ulan and Count.

The moment when the gap between each other narrows.

The two people disappeared as if evaporating.

Proof that the master’s domain has expanded. And the moment the area was opened, the general public was not even allowed to see it.

Kaang! Kagagak! Kang!

I could even hear the sound of weapons clashing.

But it only ends there. It was impossible to confirm with the naked eye. Bergé frowned, as it looked as if he was fighting while teleporting.

“… … “Do you see anything?”

“No, I can’t see anything.”

Deflin shook his head.

No matter how great a wizard you are, it is impossible to follow the master’s domain with your eyes.

“I can feel it instead.”

“What do you mean?”

“Only the center of the two realms, that is, the place where Ulan and the Count are, is where the flow of magic is cut off.”

“What do you mean?”

“It means that there is magic power swirling around that is strong enough to cut off the flow of magic power. “If you make a mistake and get caught up in it, you could end up half dead.”

In other words, it is that dangerous.

Bergé once again stared at the duel with a concerned face. I hope there is no major damage to Ulan.

But even for a moment.

He was out of his thoughts. It was Deflin who kept glancing this way.

“What were you glancing at earlier?”

“Hehe, that’s it.”

After letting out a sheepish laugh.

Deflin spoke softly.

“Because the situation has come to this, I cannot receive Ulan’s cooperation in my research… … .”

Of course, you would extend the period a little longer, right?

Deflin tried to ask that question. But Bergé’s thoughts were completely different.

“Of course we have to pretend it never happened. “You couldn’t stop Lord Istan from meeting Ulan, right?”

“Ahaha, are you kidding?”

“Do I look like I’m joking?”

“… … .”

A serious face with no hint of laughter.

Did he realize that things were going wrong?

Deflin’s shoulders immediately slumped. Meanwhile, inspectors approached from afar.

“I will report this to the dean.”

“We have secured a behavioral winner.”

“hmm? “What does that mean?”

“There were two students who were hiding in the forest watching this place, so we captured them.”

Students were watching?

While I was frowning at the unexpected remark, the inspector held out something. It was a student ID card confiscated from arrested students.

【1st grade, class 3, Noah Darshen】

【1st grade, class 3, Ibella Elead】

“If it’s class 3… … .”

I am in the same class as Ulan.

I feel like I have a general idea of ​​how things work before and after. As Bergé’s eyes narrowed, the inspectors asked cautiously.

“What should I do?”

“Hehe, just bring him here.”

Some time after Bergé’s answer.

Two girls were dragged in tied with a rope.

A face with a clear look of tension. Bergé ordered the rope to be untied and then asked the two.

“What is your reason for coming here?”

“So… … .”

Noah is talking gibberish as if he is embarrassed.

Originally, he was just following Ibella, but doing this would be like putting the blame on her. So she came up with a new reason.

“Oh, I heard Ulan is coming here!”

“The special task force also said they were going to the Fountain of Magic, so I came because I was curious.”

After the two answered, Bergé made an expression of agreement and asked a second question.

“Then how far did you see?”

“Uh, that’s… … .”

This must be answered carefully.

Noah hesitated, but Ibella was different. As if he had no intention of hiding this answer.

“I saw it all.”

“what?”

“I saw it all from beginning to end.”

Immediately after Ibella finished answering.

The surrounding atmosphere was frozen.

It was the same with Noah. Of course. The answer I just gave was the worst answer I could give in this situation.

“Phew, then I guess I can’t help it.”

Bergé sighed repeatedly.

His eyes shone fiercely.

“I have no choice but to do that.”

“… … !”

Are you planning on silencing me?

Noah’s complexion immediately turned pale. But what came back was an unexpected answer.

“I need to write an oath.”

“Well, the oath?”

“okay. “It’s an oath swearing not to reveal to the outside world anything that happened here.”

A more normal answer than I thought.

While Noah was in a daze, Bergé ordered an inspector to bring the oath.

“I would appreciate your cooperation in order to prevent Ulan’s true skills from leaking out.”

“Yes, four! “I will do that.”

After heaving a sigh of relief.

Only then did I look around.

Among them, the ones who caught the eye were three men and women. Noah gaped at her with wide eyes.

‘There’s Diphlin Cernio in Berge Erkazan, and there’s even Lord Gorpant?!’

All three are named characters.

Seorik is even famous as the so-called oldest character that users can play.

A being famous for rising to the top of the imperial military in the future and fighting monsters of the abyss on a battlefield different from that of the Seven Heroes.

‘There was never anything like this in the original.’

Even if we could meet Bergé and Diphlin since they were deans of the Military Studies and Magic Studies departments, respectively, Seorik Al Gorfant was the only exception.

That man is a hero of the Western Front.

And at this point, he was concentrating on growing his own power, so he wasn’t going to visit the academy in the first place.

‘But being here… … .’

This may also be due to the variable called Ulan.

To what extent is the future going to be distorted? As she was sighing inwardly, she suddenly heard Bella’s voice.

“… … “Dean.”

Staring straight at Bergé.

she asked with a trembling voice.

“Is Ulan really an expert?”

Eyes that shake as much as the voice.

Ibella’s gaze turned to the duel arena again.

“If so, how can you fight Count Deorg as an equal? It’s like… … .”

“If you fill out the pledge, I will answer you.”

Just then the pledge arrived.

Then Ibella scribbled her signature without even reading it. As if this isn’t important right now.

“Now tell me.”

Bold attitude. Bergé twitched his eyebrows.

But even for a moment. After collecting the pledge, he nodded obediently and acknowledged it.

“that’s right. “It is as you guess.”

“Well, that means… … .”

“Ulan is not an expert. “He is a strong man who has reached the level of master.”

“… … !?”

The moment when speculation turns into certainty.

Ibella’s eyes were filled with astonishment and disbelief.

Did you notice this? Bergé added additional explanation.

“Of course, it is difficult to understand with common sense. But you can’t deny what’s happening right before your eyes, right?”

After finishing the answer.

Wrinkled eyes looked at the duel field.

A battle that still cannot be followed with the eyes. He spoke calmly as if giving advice, pointing to a scene that was only allowed to the Master.

“Unless you have any other questions, just watch.”

The Master has a significant influence on swordsmen just by swinging the sword. But wouldn’t it be great if it were a battle between masters?

“You may not be able to see the inside of the area, but that battle will still be of great help to those who walk the path of the sword.”

“… … .”

But there was no need to advise.

Even before Bergé’s advice began, Ibella was already looking at the battlefield.

This is because I realized it instinctively. Even if you can’t see it, you have to keep it in mind.

This was the same for Noah.

Of course, the reasons were completely different.

‘… … Ulan was the master?’

Eyes filled with confusion and astonishment.

It was natural. Because Ulan can only become a master after the age of twenty-seven.

‘It’s impossible! No matter how much you get the hero’s imprint, your speed is ridiculously fast!’

No matter how great Kazan’s ability is, it is not enough to narrow down the 10-year period. So what is the variable that can overcome these years?

Eyes that tremble as if in agitation.

Noah bit his lip tightly, feeling anxious that could not be easily calmed down.

‘This world is really… … .’

Is this the I knew?

With a question that came out of nowhere.

Noah’s eyes wavered endlessly. Like a candle moving uneasily in the wind.

4.

Istan El Deorg.

Commonly known as Count Deorg.

He inherited the family at a fairly late age.

The external reason was that he was not a direct descendant of the original earl family, but a collateral lineage, but the real reason was slightly different.

This is because of the family’s long tradition.

“The owner of Deorg must be a master. “Pedigree is a matter to be discussed later.”

At that time, there were not even experts, let alone masters, in my direct lineage. As a result, an opportunity came to Istan, who had become a knight of the empire and was constantly traveling around the front lines.

As the only expert in the family, he received a lot of support as a successor from this time, and eventually reached the level of master.

‘It was like a dream.’

The day I officially became the owner of Deorg.

His life changed completely.

The look in his eyes that had been ignored as someone from a collateral background disappeared, and all the power and power of the family was placed in Istan’s hands.

At this time, the concubines and daughters who had been kept separately outside the castle were also brought into the castle. Even though I couldn’t officially give him the last name of Deorg, I was satisfied with that.

‘I thought I would be happy all along… … .’

The reality was different.

It was a sweet time for a while.

Istan, who returned to the front lines, was faced with a time of horrendous boredom.

‘Ashes Syndrome.’

It felt like growth had stopped.

It feels like I am not blocked by a wall of martial arts, but by a wall created by reality. No matter how many heretics he killed, his thirst was not quenched.

There is only one way to solve this.

All you had to do was fight against someone with equal skill or strength. But the walls of reality did not allow that, and Istan became increasingly lonely.

Eventually, all emotions faded away.

He threw everything away and lived only on the battlefield.

He did not return to the county and did not take care of his family. It has become a monster that moves only for battle, like a golem.

Then, I received a series of news.

The news that Himel was injured. I heard that he was also seriously injured, but Istan showed no particular reaction.

‘I just don’t want to die anyway.’

Defeat is a good foundation for growth.

Rather, I even felt a strange sense of envy. Defeat was a very precious experience that he couldn’t feel even if he wanted to.

‘however… … .’

With the news that Himel was injured.

A significant report has been delivered.

There is a report that the person who subdued him broke the sword with his bare hands without a single wound.

Furthermore, it was even said that it moved so fast that even the spectators and referees could not perceive it.

Istan got interested here.

Because it was almost like the master’s domain.

‘So I left the front line.’

As if he had a good excuse to go see his injured son, he immediately announced his intention to visit Arsene Academy.

Finally, the day I arrived at the academy.

First, I went to see Himel. Since we hadn’t seen each other for several years, it was to see how much they had grown.

‘and… … .’

Immediately disappointed.

I thought I would have at least reached the level of expert level by now, but now I have only just knocked on the door of becoming a senior engineer.

Talent is much lower than expected.

But the disappointment only lasts for a moment.

The moment he arrived at the Fountain of Magic and faced Ulan, Istan even felt joy.

And finally I was convinced.

This barbarian is a master!

Kaaaaang!

With the sound of axes and swords clashing.

Istan’s thoughts were shattered.

In a split second, he exchanged countless attacks with Ulan. However, the only people who move are Ulan and himself.

The scenery outside the duel arena did not change.

As if time had stopped.

‘Master’s domain.’

This refers to the range in which the Master can perceive and interfere, and at the same time, the gap in which all power can be fully unleashed.

So there is a saying:

While confronting the Master, if you even step foot inside the area, the fight is already over at that moment.

‘but… … .’

This only applies to battles between masters and non-masters. This story does not apply to battles between masters.

Then the weapons collided once again.

Kuduk! Quad deuk!

The cold that flowed from the magic sword engulfed the entire surrounding area. It caused the soil, grass, and even Ulan to freeze at once.

But that only lasts for a moment.

As Ulan wriggled, all the ice covering him broke. It was as if a glass window was shattering from a huge shout.

Istan twitched his eyebrows.

‘This is no ordinary ice.’

It is a magical ice that cannot be melted even by the sunlight that heats up the desert. How did you break something like that all at once? And without even using an auror?

“How did you break the ice?”

“I gave strength to my body.”

Ulan spoke as if it was no big deal.

It’s a deceptively simple answer. At this time, Istan looked weak.

Wow! Quad deud deuk!

The magic sword spewed out cold energy at will. It was as if his pride had been hurt by the ice being broken.

But I had no intention of getting hit twice.

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

With the sound of bursting into the air.

Ulan’s ax cut the ice in half.

In this process, Gula devoured all the magical power that made up the ice.

And the result.

Gula is much bigger than before.

Now, the word hatchet is so awkward. Istan’s eyes lit up at this sight.

“It’s not an ordinary axe.”

“exactly. “It’s a magic weapon.”

That’s probably why it wasn’t selected in the first place.

Let’s fight under the same conditions as much as possible. Istan, who belatedly realized what Ulan meant, laughed silently.

Like you like it.

And then he ran again.

Quad deuk! Kwaaaaang!

The battle becomes more and more intense.

Pits were dug here and there in the duel arena, and the flow of magical energy fluctuated as if exploding.

The situation has become so dangerous that even a mistake can result in serious injury. But the smile on Istan’s face did not disappear.

‘It’s worth coming this far.’

Every time I clashed weapons with Ulan.

It felt like the feelings I had lost were coming back little by little. Now that he was crossing the line of fire, Istan finally felt alive.

‘I don’t want it to end.’

Vibration transmitted through the sword.

Istan smiled with joy, feeling a sense of elation that made his whole body tremble.

‘Forever and forever!’

His sword became increasingly ferocious.

This is Deorg’s sword.

It is the strongest sword in the South that tears, crushes, and overwhelms the enemy with the force of the path of defeat.

Kwaaaaang! Bang bang! Quang!

Every time the weapons hit, a loud explosion was heard. Not just a sound, but an actual explosion caused by the collision of aura and spirit.

Soon a strong shock wave began.

Quagga-ga-ga-ga-ga!

Not only the battlefield but also the forest on the outskirts were swept away by the shock wave and turned into a mess. An insane power that can instantly turn a healthy forest into ruins.

The good news is that there were no casualties thanks to Deflin’s use of defensive magic.

On the other hand, unlike the ruined surroundings.

Ulan accepted Deorg’s sword with a calm face. As if he was lost in thought about something. That’s because his sword seemed familiar to me for some reason.

Some time after that.

I found out what the reason was.

‘It resembles Ibella’s sword.’

Excluding the force of the sword, it was strangely similar to the swordsmanship that Ibella was currently using.

The moment I remembered this fact.

‘Ah, yes. ‘Now I understand.’

Ulan’s eyes became sharp.

As if I realized something.

‘It’s a popular swordsmanship in the empire.’

It was a reasonable guess.

Coincidentally, they were both from the Empire.

Ulan soon shook off his idle thoughts. There is a reason for ending the speculation, but the real reason is that Istan’s sword attacks have subsided.

“Whoa.”

Istan catches his breath.

It would be worth it. A sword swing with the force of a sword requires a lot of breathing. He grinned as he controlled his heavy breathing.

“It’s solid. “It feels like dealing with a shield.”

“Your sword was quite good too.”

Of course, it’s not like the future Ibella.

Still, he is by far the best among the opponents he has competed with since returning. At that time, Istan suddenly moved his lips.

“Where on earth did you acquire such skills?”

This is a question I have always had.

Istan spoke immediately.

“I’ve never heard of a battlefield more intense than the Southern Front.”

“For now, I guess so.”

“what? What is that… … .”

“You don’t have to worry.”

The bright red eyes sank.

Memories of past lives. The moment Ulan remembered the battlefield where she was fighting the abyss, the corners of her mouth twitched and she smiled.

“You’ll find out soon anyway.”

A meaningful answer.

But Istan could not question it. This is because Ulan suddenly kicked off the ground and ran.

“Now it’s my turn.”

Ulan’s first strike like never before.

Istan immediately shook off his distracting thoughts. To receive the barbarian ax that he will show you.

But this was his mistake. What Ulan wanted to show wasn’t an axe, but something else.

‘Nine steps and a half.’

This is Istan’s territory.

It is the range within which he can perceive and the interval over which he can exercise absolute power. On the other hand, Ulan’s territory was much wider than that.

Up to twenty steps.

It is the result of a combination of past life experiences and skills. One more thing here. There is a skill that only the seven warriors, including Ulan, know.

‘Transcendence Realm.’

A new area within a area.

A momentary gap that can only be created by those who have achieved special enlightenment through countless fights with equal or stronger forces.

Attacks through this penetrate the boundaries of each domain and even transcend space.

‘but… … .’

In return, not only is a huge amount of spirit consumed, but it also puts a significant strain on the body.

Even after paying this price, the area of ​​transcendence possible at Ulan’s current level is only half a step away.

‘But it doesn’t matter.’

It will be enough to let the lonely swordsman who thinks that the place he is currently standing in is the end of the world know that there is a landscape beyond.

Damn it!

So, the moment I took a half step.

Ulan’s strike, which transcended time and space, rushed towards Istan with fierce force.

Quaaaaaaaaa!

With the sound of the ground collapsing.

Soon a huge pit appeared.

Cloudy dust blocking the view. Ulan swung his ax and kicked up the dust in one go.

The scenery that soon appeared.

Ulan was honestly impressed.

“That’s great.”

The direction where the bright red eyes were directed was opposite.

It was Istan barely holding on at the edge of falling into the pit.

The moment when the realm of transcendence unfolds.

At the same time, Ulan’s strike was struck.

Istan was frozen like a stone statue and reacted to the attack, albeit belatedly. And he managed to block the attack by twisting his sword.

Even though I couldn’t completely block it.

Kwasik! Patter!

And as a result, a crack appeared in the magic sword. Then it shattered like glass.

That wasn’t all.

Istan, who was barely holding on, spewed out dark red blood. When the magic sword breaks, the remaining shock is absorbed into the body.

“Whoo, whoo!”

A heart that beats irregularly. Rough breathing.

Even his vision became blurry, but Istan did not fall. No, he couldn’t fall.

Because I still have something left to ask.

So, even though I was spitting out blood bubbles, I could barely continue speaking.

“… … “What about that?”

“A realm within a realm.”

Immediately after answering indifferently.

Istan’s expression changed strangely.

Surprise, astonishment, awe, etc.

As various emotions bloomed one after another, he eventually muttered with a relieved smile.

“is it. Of course, there was something beyond that… … .”

Finally, the words become increasingly blurred.

Istan knelt down.

This is because all magical power was depleted while blocking Ulan’s blow. Then he fell to the floor like a straw doll hit by a strong wind.

And that moment.

The hall was enveloped in a quiet atmosphere.

A result that no one expected. In a scene that no one could have seen, none of the three inductees opened their mouths.

But the silence didn’t last long.

“next.”

Ulan’s voice breaks the silence.

The place he was looking at was the place where the three initiates had gathered.

Among them, I looked at Seoric, who had a blank expression on his face.

“You’re not going to fight?”

“… … what?”

Seorik came to his senses late.

He asked back with a strange look.

“Are you planning on dealing with me too?”

“For some reason, I hope so.”

The eyes of one who longs for battle.

Seorik grinned at Ulan’s words.

“Thank you.”

A very belligerent smile. It was as if the face that had been trembling until now was a mask.

“Actually, I couldn’t stand it since a while ago.”

He hesitated and entered the duel arena.

Unexpected situation.

Bergé, who belatedly realized the situation, tried to dissuade him, but it was no use. It was a miracle that I had endured until now in the first place.

After an unplanned duel began.

Kwaaaaang! Quaaaang!

Two additional pits were created.

It was the sound that signaled the end of the duel.

And that afternoon. Shocking news has been delivered that will shake up the imperial military.

Blind Sword, Istan el Deorg.

The Loyal Sword, Seorik al-Ghorphant.

News that two giants called the Southern and Western First Swords, respectively, were defeated by the barbarians who were recently designated as ‘level 0 management targets’.

This shocking news was reported not only to the military but also to the higher-ups.

A place where the most noble blood gathers.

Right up to the imperial family of the empire.

Chapter 18 It’s not up to you to decide

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