〈 Episode 172 〉 Fury – Interlude (3)
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The memory of beating up Miya, the shrine maiden, is still clear.
That he wasn’t rational or cautious while having Alice as his enemy… . There were many things to reflect on.
Well, what can I do?
I couldn’t bear it.
Even if I went back in time, I would do the same thing over and over again. He didn’t have any regrets about hitting Miya.
Fortunately, White seemed to feel relieved after hearing the news about Miya. The fact that I actually won the sparring with Miya was a bonus.
However, because White had become acutely aware of how inadequate he was after sparring with Miya, it was difficult to predict how she would be affected.
I just hope it stimulates motivation and has a positive effect on training.
White decided to focus on his recovery and announced his intention to withdraw from all subsequent sparring.
Like White, there were several injured students who needed several days to recover. It was the same with them.
For some students who suddenly lost their sparring partner, the academic affairs department grouped students with similar abilities and selected sparring partners for them.
The sparring evaluation proceeded smoothly as if nothing had happened.
‘Alice… .’
It penetrates so deeply that it’s scary.
I had no idea that he would come to White’s hospital visit and express affection for me, such as ‘Baby’ or ‘You’re cute today too.’
Of course, White and Merlin’s interrogation continued.
I answered honestly, ‘I don’t know why that senior does that.’
Of course, I know the purpose. They probably suspect that I am a nameless hero, so I guess they are trying to get to know me in a friendly way.
In reality, the nameless hero is a complete mess compared to Alice.
Because there is no other person as scary and strong as he looks.
That’s why Alice approached her with caution and at the same time using her beauty skills.
The reason I said, ‘I don’t know why Alice is doing that’ was because I didn’t know it would be this bad.
White and Merlin each had their own misunderstanding. It seems like the student council president has a crush on me.
─ “Even the student council president… . I’m getting more and more scared of Isaac… !”
When White admired this, he felt dizzy. Because they think Luce has feelings for me.
White and Merlin were flirting with each other without me knowing, saying things like ‘Is this a romantic enemy appearing?’ and ‘This is getting interesting.’
In that way, the situation where Alice seemed to have a one-sided crush on me became a source of enjoyable gossip for them. Should I say that it was like ajummas watching morning dramas?
“under!”
An arrogant laugh brought me out of my head.
The last day of the Dalian evaluation.
Above the sparring hall. I was lightly warming up where the students’ eyes were focused.
I stopped warming up only when Tristan Humphrey, a vain blonde aristocrat, came up opposite me.
“As expected, you warm up your body first, not your head, before fighting. “There is no one like you in the Faculty of Magic.”
Tristan knows my fighting style very well. When I stood in front of him, I felt it desperately.
He closely observes and analyzes the fighting style of those stronger than himself, and considers how he can defeat them.
The obsession with victory was so obvious that it felt like a burden… .
“okay? “I didn’t know because I’d never thought about it like that before.”
He tapped Zanya’s shoulder with the cane he held in his hand and answered in a whisper.
If you think about it, Ian Fairy Tail, who dreams of becoming a magic knight, doesn’t seem to have warmed up before sparring.
Was it just me?
“… Let’s stop talking about boring things. Isaac, you’re going to have to put that number down starting today. This body has become stronger than before! I will inflict a crushing defeat on you! Hahaha!!”
Tristan laughed vigorously like a third-rate villain, but suddenly he heard something and cleared his throat.
Since I went to the same class and was recognized by him, he didn’t seem that unpleasant. So a laugh came out.
I am an insignificant person who quickly became stronger thanks to the power of the status window.
As this is the goal he is pursuing, I just feel like I have to approach it seriously.
My eyes were half closed. Lowering her head slightly.
I grabbed the end of my round glasses and took them off.
A cold feeling creeps up from my body.
Concentrate.
I raised my head again, opened my eyes properly, and glared at Tristan.
“Go for it.”
Tristan heard my calm words and smiled.
My cold magic spread through the air.
Because of this, Tristan seemed to feel the sensation of his skin being pressed and a chill running down his spine.
He created a breeze against my cold.
He looks like he wants to fight me right away.
Soon the referee announced the start of sparring.
My ice elemental magic clashed with Tristan’s wind elemental magic.
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The examiners and students watched the sparring with their mouths wide open.
Isaac and Tristan were engaged in a fierce and surprising battle.
It definitely didn’t look like a fight in the Department of Magic.
However, a variety of fighting methods were exchanged between the two that could hardly be considered a fight between knights.
Constantly using your brain, predicting your opponent’s next move.
Moving at a speed that is difficult for the eye to catch, avoiding attacks, and dealing with them.
Light blue cold air and light green wind danced grandly and dazzlingly over the sparring hall.
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Tristan’s magical power was at an astonishing level.
A blonde nobleman who covers his body with wind and uses that power to move at breakneck speeds. It’s like a hawk.
That movement would require extremely precise use of magical power. Just looking at it made me feel motion sick.
Moreover, Tristan’s fists and kicks were accompanied by an explosion of enhanced wind magic, creating an attack of enormous power.
Those watching the sparring couldn’t even guess how much Tristan had to throw up before he ended up like that.
Isaac’s performance against Tristan Humphrey was also surprising.
I followed Tristan’s incredible speed with my eyes and skillfully responded to his attacks.
Isaac was not pushed back even by the rapid wind blow after blow.
That blue-silver-haired student was the valedictorian of the first year, a genius, and a man who overwhelmed the shrine maiden Miya.
That student was a monster just like that student.
Pow!
Isaac and Tristan punched each other in the face.
It happened in the blink of an eye. Most students couldn’t understand when the two people reached each other. That’s how crazy fast the two people were moving.
The judges and students sitting in the audience opened their eyes and became immersed in the fight between the two.
Kwaaaang!!
From the fists that Isaac and Tristan swung, cold magic and wind magic exploded and struck each other with powerful blows. The fighting methods were similar.
There was a cold explosion of magical power, and the two people were thrown to opposite sides and rolled around the sparring hall several times.
Coo!
Isaac pulled up a block of ice and hit it. That’s how I stopped his body from falling out of the sparring room.
Whiuuu!
Tristan quickly felt wind in his entire body, adjusted his posture, and lifted his head.
So the two people got up from the floor of the sparring room and glared at each other.
Even though blood was pouring from my mouth and nose, I said, “Hehehe, that’s pretty good!” Tristan giggled happily.
Isaac stands up, wiping away a bloody nose, and is a cool-headed man, the complete opposite of his usual gentle demeanor.
Soon, the two gritted their teeth and jumped towards each other again.
“What on earth are those kids…?” ?”
The middle-aged female examiner looked at the records and spoke in a trembling voice. I couldn’t stop admiring it.
“Student Tristan’s fighting style is completely different from last semester. I can’t do that either… . How much have you had to work your body to be able to do something like that? .”
“It’s Marchen Academy. Isn’t it a place where geniuses among geniuses and stars among geniuses gather? “There’s nothing strange about it.”
The older male examiner next to me answered with a smile.
“Anyway, that’s a completely different realm from a genius like Student Luce wielding incredible magic, right? That alone is surprising, but even Isaac… . That student really seems like the craziest student in this academy… .”
The female judge looked at Isaac and Tristan again. The two were pouring magic towards each other.
“Is this a record? How is that a student with a magical power level of E, who was actually the weakest student in the academy…? ? Not only did he defeat an S-class genius with magical power, but he also dealt with invisible attacks like that as if it were natural… .”
“It’s quite a strange sight, isn’t it?”
“yes?”
The male examiner chuckled.
“The reason I can’t teach until I get older is because of students like that.”
Isaac and Tristan’s magic, fists, and training time intersected.
Bleeding and vomiting. Sometimes I cry, sometimes I faint. These past days, I lived with all my might, until my whole body was soaked in sweat and my head was cramping.
They poured on each other non-stop.
“Look. really… , Isn’t it a heart-pounding sight?”
The female judge looked at Isaac and Tristan, lost in thought.
If he had been so intensely wrapped in wind magic, Tristan would have been feeling extreme pain by now.
But he didn’t stop. Because I’ve already been through this kind of pain.
Instead, I just tried to forget the pain by laughing out loud, “Hahaha!”
Isaac was still concentrating and following Tristan’s movements with his eyes.
Couuuuu!! Charalalak!! Quaaaa!!
Eventually, Isaac used [Rock Collapse] to induce Tristan’s movement, and then unleashed [Heart Winter Blue].
Before I knew it, I had reached Tristan and ended the sparring by casting [Ice Blast] and bursting with ice magic.
Above the cold sparring hall. Isaac’s breath turned into pure white cold and blew in the wind.
The ice block that imprisoned Tristan became light blue magic and flew away.
Tristan, whose bones were filled with cold energy and whose body was covered in blood, collapsed on the sparring ground.
“Sparring is over! B Class Isaac wins!”
The referee declares the end of the sparring.
Cheers and applause poured in from the students. This was because the sparring between Isaac and Tristan was very admirable.
The medical team came rushing in with a stretcher. Meanwhile, Tristan regained consciousness, coughing and coughing up blood.
“yet… , yet… .”
Tristan barely tried to get up by placing his trembling hands on the floor.
As the side effects of fighting against the wind hit my entire body, I lost strength and fell to the floor. There was an overload.
Isaac looked down at him quietly.
Tristan repeatedly tried to get up and fell down, as if he could still fight. Saliva and blood mixed together and poured out of his mouth like mucus.
What made him stand up was the memories of training that filled his mind.
It was a boring and miserable story about a man who ran to become a great wizard someday.
Isaac closed his eyes and sighed silently.
Reaching out here would be an insult to Tristan, who is chasing after him, shedding blood and sweat.
Rather than being considerate, it will be poisonous to him.
So there is only one thing I can say right now.
Isaac opened his eyes again and spoke in a sarcastic voice.
“I won, Tristan.”
As soon as those words came down, Tristan stopped.
Only then was Isaac able to turn his back.
“I will receive the review later.”
After saying this to the judges, Isaac put his glasses back on and left the sparring room.
The medical team rushed past him.
Isaac walked out silently without looking back.
at that time.
“under!”
Tristan’s confident laugh.
Isaac stopped, turned his head back and looked at him.
“T-Student Tristan! You have to lie down here… !”
“You can’t move!”
Tristan was barely able to raise his upper body with the support of the medical team. However, the medical team was in trouble because he refused to climb on the stretcher.
Tristan, whose face was covered in blood, laughed as if it didn’t matter. Perhaps because of the blood, his laughter was accompanied by a sobbing sound.
“also… I admit it… ! Now, you are stronger than me… ! but!!”
The tone of a third-rate villain.
Tristan deliberately lifted his chin and smiled full of pride.
An arrogant voice echoed throughout the sparring hall.
“If that’s all it takes, that’s it! It won’t be long before this body! I will crush you!! Hahahaha!!”
Tristan started giggling, then cleared his throat. His blood splattered on the floor.
Tristan experienced and understood the painful training that Isaac had been through.
How many painful days must that damned bastard have had to rise from the weakest member of Class E to where he is now.
The reason I couldn’t beat Isaac was probably because I was less disciplined than him.
Then, if you don’t want to lose to Isaac, if you want to surpass him.
We will have to put in more effort, pouring more blood and sweat into it.
No matter how angry I was, I had to move forward without being intimidated.
Isaac smiled with a meek face, turned his head again, and left the place.
Tristan’s laughter gradually died down. Soon, his eyes rolled over and he lost consciousness.
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