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Never touch Eldmia Egga - Episode 266

"again."

22My back is rolling..

"next."

13My back is falling off..

"again."

The students, who were united in the single thought of making other words other than 'again' and 'next' come out of Eldmia's mouth, believed that their strong will was burning like a blacksmith's furnace, but Eldmia threw away almost half of the 7th place. By the time I got there, I felt like I was shaking like a candle..

"This is too much to do..."

Someone's muttering, not out of argument or resentment, but just out of frustration, seeped into the hearts of everyone who finished the sparring..

For the first time, the barbell was thrown unilaterally and rolled on the floor repeatedly, and exactly 3 minutes had passed. The students who ranked 25th and competed equally with him predicted their future. They were better off. After I made up her mind, I was able to prepare to consider Eldmia as her teacher..

However, the students who believed that there was a clear difference in ability from those in the lower ranks were different. Some felt sorry for the lower-ranked players who were falling helplessly, while others were confident that they would get through the three minutes and waited for their turn. The fact that Eldmia showed signs of physical difficulty while repeatedly sparring with lower ranked players may have played a role in igniting their confidence. Yes, even if you only deal with 10 people, it takes 30 minutes. It's never easy.

"It's not easy to pretend it's hard. Next 20th place."

As if predicting the students' reaction, Eldmia, who had thrown out 21st place exactly in 3 minutes, returned to breathing again and called 20th place as if nothing had happened, the smiles disappeared from the lips of the mid-ranking students. They realized it too late. Eld Mia pretended to lose her stamina and caused her students to struggle..

All lower-ranked students struggled until the end. The better-performing mid-tier players had no choice but to give their best..

"again."

'Please I hope it goes beyond 3 minutes.' The moment I reached 3 minutes for 15th place, my wish changed to 'I hope I can't get 3 minutes because I'm having a hard time with my hands.' Even those who thought they were objective about their own skills closely watched the students rolling on the floor for three minutes while breaking out in a cold sweat, hoping to somehow help their sparring..

Either way, everyone in Eldmia rolled equally for three minutes. It wasn't until around the same time that everyone's hopes were shattered without even pulling out their swords and they were ranked 4th that Eldmia's age came into the minds of the students who were in despair. And I came up with a defense mechanism for perfect mental victory..

He's a genius. Is that a genius or something else? At that time, Eldmia chanted like a ghost..

"That guy is a genius. Those are the faces that are thinking like that.."

Even if they noticed that he was thinking that way, the students' attention was drawn to him as he spoke calmly even though it was a difficult thing to say because it was like making a public statement..

"Among the hundreds of students at the Royal Academy who maintained top grades and took practical classes, they say you are a hard worker, and I am strong because I am a genius... Isn't it interesting what other students who can't take this class think? next."

At his shout, the students bowed their heads as they saw Kalitz, third place, jump up from his seat and jump onto the sparring hall, his eyes shining with anticipation. Then, feeling angry about something, I raised my head again..

no? Anyway, that's true. At the very least, aren’t you a genius who works hard? Half thinking, half thinking it will be different from Calitz..

"You're the friend I saw last time.."

Eldmia still reacted calmly and did not even draw her sword. Thanks to this, doubts began to rise among her students. Actually, isn't that sword decoration and Eldmia a martial artist? She was caught up in the name guillotine and unconsciously thought she was a swordsman, but she was a very skilled martial artist, so she hit her head with a sword. If you look at the size of his size that doesn't give a damn even when facing that Kalitz, there's a good chance..

"i look forward to!"

But Kalitz didn't care at all and drew his sword. Then, Eldmia, who had just been sparring without saying anything until now, showed her doubts for the first time..

"one handed sword?"

"That's right!"

"What about the shield??"

"ha ha ha!"

Kalitz responded with a lively laugh and a charge..

"indeed. It's the third answer.."

Eldmia also rushed forward, praising him for hiding his weapon and not missing an opportunity to take advantage. This was seen as overly overconfident by students who made it a rule to first step back and observe the situation when the enemy was unknown. Above all, they already knew what kind of structure Calitz's shield was..

That's why I had no doubt that Eldmia would take a big hit..

That was until the sword was first drawn from his waist and cut into the air..

"uh...? Uh oh?"

Even though the sword strike did not hit him at all, Kalitz's gaze, filled with great embarrassment, turned to the bracelet he was wearing on his right wrist. Apparently, the mana that was connected just a moment ago was cut off like she was lying, and she reached a point where she couldn't activate the mana shield..

"You are not the only one who has hidden cards."

He belatedly turned his attention to Eldmia, but Kalitz was unable to avoid his kick. Despite his efforts to resist the attack, which was closer to a kick than a kick hitting his solar plexus, Carl Ritz was sent flying backwards and had to roll around on the floor..

"again."

In the end, Kalitz, like everyone else, was able to come down from the sparring hall only after suffering for three minutes. The other students felt a strange sense of kinship with the pitiful sight, and at the same time, they felt that the sense of shame and deprivation they had been feeling before was strangely offset..

I felt like I could take all of this for granted if I could just rob Ogatorf with my bare hands for three minutes like this. I don't know what tactic was used, but Eldmia didn't use the sword except when destroying Kalitz's mana shield, so it seemed like a good possibility..

"next."

But as soon as Griwils got up to the sparring hall and took his stance, their hopes were cruelly dashed..

"Get out and fall with your bare hands in under 1 minute. Hold on with the sword for 3 minutes. choose."

Everyone was surprised by Eldmia's answer, which openly assured that Griwills could not control his strength. Part of her couldn't believe her own ears. Does that person have some sort of combat power gauge attached to his eyes? By what standard? However, Griwills, after thinking for a moment, still smiled and gave an incomprehensible smile, answered calmly..

"...Please do the latter. I'm just saying this because I'm really curious. What is the alternative standard??"

Instead of answering, Eldmia walked to the corner of the sparring hall and took off her cape. While the eyes of both men and women were focused on the sight of her body, which until now had been obscured by the fluttering cape, clearly showing off its presence even above the clothes, Eld Mia, who had returned to her original position, tilted her head crookedly and looked like that for a moment. Looking at Wills, he drew his sword and slowly took up his stance..

The series of steps in which the tip of the longsword, which was tilted horizontally at head height, was pointed towards Griwils was not at all fast. Still, Griwills felt goosebumps rising as he saw Eldmia's sword aimed perfectly at his face without any movement..

Eldmia, who was in a perfectly immobile posture as if time had stopped in that position, answered belatedly..

"If you look at your posture, you will get an estimate.."

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have been able to understand it, but I could understand it because I had already seen it. The posture that Eldmia was taking was one that was considered basic among the basics of swordsmanship in the kingdom, and it was so common that even most third-rate swordsmanship roughly imitated it, so it was impossible to recognize it..

At the same time, it was also a posture that he had practiced over and over again tens of thousands of times..

Seeing the perfect posture he had been longing for, Griwills felt like he was about to cry, and abandoned his middle posture and assumed the same posture as Eldmia. She felt Eldmia looking at her and nodding her head slightly, which lifted her spirits as if she was being recognized for what she had been practicing for..

"You are sincere. What is your name?."

"So...it's Wills.."

"How old are you?."

"I'm sixteen."

He's a year older than you. She believed that she had been training without a single moment of shame, but unlike Gree Wills, who felt ashamed because she thought she had been lazy this time, Eldmia laughed and shook her head as if she was dumbfounded..

"This is why people who call themselves geniuses can't do it. I'm very good at making people feel empty.."

"I have to be honest and say this. Isn't that what we're talking about??"

"uh. It's not for you to say. Stop talking nonsense and show me everything.."

In fact, did he lie about his age? Of course, that didn't matter, so Griwils followed Eldmia's words and dug in with all his might. And as soon as the gap between him closed, he turned his wrist and swung his sword to strike down Eldmia's sword..

Believing in his intuition that it would be better to break the current posture and move on rather than aiming for the wrist, the sword he swung flew straight at Eldmia. As long as they used the same aurors, it was a fleeting fight. In Gre Wills' mind, all kinds of scenarios began to unfold based on Eld Mia changing her stance and slightly moving her sword to launch an attack..

However, Eldmia did not move until the moment the sword and sword clashed. The moment you wonder if she is trying to see how she will respond when she sees a gap..

-Chaeng!

Griwills' swung sword bounced back as if it had hit a rock..

"It's neat. Let’s take a look at blocking it too.."

Without any time to be alarmed by the fact that there was no significant shaking despite the attack using all his might, Griwills narrowly dodged the stab that was coming towards him, who had lost his posture. Eldmia's sword spun like a fluid, with the momentum to cut his temple in two. The follow-up hit was so absurd that I almost laughed..

Of course, there was no time for that. All we had to do was block Eldmia's attacks, which continued as if she were not breathing..

Griwils, who was able to withstand some attacks with his eyes or senses and others because he instinctively practiced movements while coughing up blood, eventually became exhausted as soon as the three minutes were up and ended up lying down on the sparring field. Only after barely catching his breath while looking up at the sky was Wills able to recall that he had never once rolled on the floor..

While his eyes were spinning, Eldmia came up next to him and looked down and asked..

"Do you feel the reward of training to the point where your sword skills are engraved on your body??"

"...yes. I feel it."

"Yes, you can do that. don't fret."

It was an indifferent remark, but it seemed as if he knew how much effort he had put in, so Griwills cried a little, using the fact that the sweat that had poured down like rain into his eyes was an excuse..