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Academy Genius Knife-Episode 110

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The inspection was done thoroughly. Doron returned to his place after a while. In his hand was a piece of Bajura's earring.

“Where the hell did you get this??”

“That's a secret. How about it? It's worth it.?”

“I'm not sure if I'm going to be the only one who is going to be able to do that. Don't deny that the possibilities of the material are inexhaustible..”

Doron jerked his beard roughly. He spoke without taking his eyes off the piece.

“But it's wicked. I've never felt such a hideous aura. I think you've ripped off the leaves of the trees that grow in hell..”

“That's a wonderful analogy..”

“To conclude, it can be used to build weapons. But it's dangerous. If you're not going to make a magum, I think you might as well quit..”

“What, so I'm not using it.?”

“······Yeah..”

Doron nodded heavily. It was a different reaction than when he brought Sita's shell. I felt a voice of concern..

‘You're worried about me. I deserve it..’

Ronan slowly touched his chin. He could understand Doron. The danger of Bajura was different from the shell. Even if his ego was gone, the fact remained unchanged..

On a piece of black paper, Mana is still sparkling and smul smul There was. I don't know if I'm going to read and study like Asel, but I'm going to use that. I can assure you what will happen if you tear the flesh and bury the blood. Could not.

But Ronan had no mind to give up. It was a car that was thinking about what to say to this old man. From Doron's mouth came a terrible sinking.

“Off···.”

At that moment, Ronan was aware that Doron was hiding his feelings. Behind the worried eyes, the aspirations of the artisan who can never be repressed, and the desire of the artisan who can never be repressed. Curiosity was burning.

‘Inspiration. I can't be honest..’

There seemed to be no need to twist. In a daze, Ronan took the paper from his hand. Tak! Doron's eyes swung as he took the paper away..

“Okay Doron. Let's stop..”

“Go, what are you doing all of a sudden??”

“I just don't use this and I'll make it. I got a knife wrong once, and I don't want to be an asshole..”

“That, though, isn't it. Where are you taking it so willy-nilly? Get me out of here. It's too dangerous for you to handle..”

“Ha * * * Doron. Why don't we be honest??”

Ronan took a swipe at Doron. His gaze was still fixed on Bajura. Ronan, squatting, said, with a shudder, " Oh, my god.".

“I want to use it.?”

Doron's impression crumpled. Hesitating, he took the paper..

“Eight, yeah, he's. It's good to beat the old man.?”

Ronan, giggling, raised his body..

“That's it, Doron. You're not a blacksmith thinking about the words of a wielder..”

“You're a good horse. Yeah, what weapon do you want to build from this bust. Sword? Window?”

“I'll leave the kind entirely to you as an inspiration. You know it much better than I do. Look at this instead..”

“Negative?”

Throng! Ronan pulled the hilt. At the same time, the power source of Mana was switched. At the same time as the heart pulses to a different beat, a bunch of white lights take the test. I came aboard..

“This is···!”

“It's bright to fit. It's good for anything, so I want it to be a weapon that can handle this power well..”

“It's ridiculous. It's a completely different power than your existing Mana. I wanted the impression to be subtly different from the previous one, but it was because of this..”

Doron looked at Ronan's mana with a twinkle in his eye. He frowned, feeling an instinctive sense of disapproval.

“Well···But why do you feel similar to the paper you received earlier? Is this old man's mood to blame??”

“You're a blacksmith of Zigo's eyes..”

“The alternative is···No, it's not. First of all, show me what you can do with this power. Didican!”

“Uh. I'm talking about Shields.?”

Doron nodded. Suddenly, Didican entered the corner of the Smithy, holding one of the pig's shields. Came out. Ronan shook his head..

“That's?”

“Test Shield.”

It was a round shield that was huge enough to cover the upper body. There was no raw material on the mirror-like surface. Facing Ronan, Sun Didican lifted his shield and said.

“Okay. Now hit it once..”

“I mean it.?”

“Yeah. I'm just trying to see your ability. Don't worry, because the inspiration is the stuff that's made with the ball. Hit it..”

Kang! Kang! Didican smiled confidently and tapped his shield. Even if you know Ronan's skills, you know that's really well made. It seemed like a shield. A dazed Ronan grabbed the hilt..

‘You have to show me the right thing to do. I hope it succeeds..’

It was the second attempt. Ronan closed his eyes and focused his mind. SHUAAA * * · The surrounding atmosphere vibrates finely and the core is Mana It was felt to change traits. Mana, sparkling in white, began to transform into gold.

“Oh, it's amazing..”

Didican whistled. The golden statue that came down Ronan's shoulder bent his right arm. The rowdy form closely resembled the front paws of a lion.

‘That's a success..’

It was indeed a brief success. The skin is torn and the strength that appears to protrude deep into the muscles. There was. It was the same feeling when I split Arondale into Aaron and Dale.. Ronan asked in a mixed voice of concern.

“Why don't you quit now? You can only hit it on the floor, and you know how much you can do.."

“I have a bad head and I have to feel it in my body. And if you buy a body to make a good weapon, a good blacksmith It can't be..”

“That's cool..”

Ronan laughed at Pick. Thump! His left foot snapped the floor. The shiny roots that grew slowly bent Didican's legs.

“En? What else is this??”

“I'll give you a little girdle. Hold it straight..”

“Damn it, your legs aren't moving. What the hell is that??”

The panicked Didican writhed, but his roots did not fall. Root holds his lower body to the floor, making his defensive posture more firm I made it. Didican, who eventually gave up, lifted his shield again.

“Hey, I don't know what it's like, but come on....”

Before his words were over, La Mancha had disappeared from sight. Ronan's arm became a golden trajectory and broke through the air. It was the moment the sword touched the shield. Kwaaaang! Didican's body, which flew behind him, was buried in the wall of the blacksmith shop..

“Curk!!”

“Oh my god, Didican.!”

“Kak!”

Doron and Adeshan screamed. The Werewolf, more than 2 meters tall, flew as if it were a stone in the air.. Full! Didican, who had been stuck in the wall for a moment, fell to his knees.

“Cach * * * Cach, this is awesome····!”

Didican looked up clenched. The bottom and the roots that followed were ripped off without a break. The surface of the shield is very thin and deep, clean without a single draught One line remained. As he approached, Ronan held out his hand..

“Are you okay??”

“Damn it, it's fine..”

Orr, who was bending Ronan's arm, was imperceptibly gone. Didican grabbed Ronan's hand and raised his body. Bullseye. At that moment, the lower part of the line across the shield fell to the floor.

“Oh, my god..”

The bottom of the neatly sided shield must be a half moon rising in the sky It was reminiscent. Didican, who had been in an unprecedented situation, laughed..

“Puchhh, you don't get the sensitivity of what to make. Our inspiration is going to suffer..”

“After * * * damn. It's too bad to consume mana, too..”

Taking a deep breath, Ronan switched the power source again. A sudden fatigue came from the depleted second core.

It was only time to still wield the sword once. He looked down at the bungling Doron and said.

“After, how about it.?”

“···Did you use magic? It's not enough to separate Mana, it's to deal with two different abilities..”

“I'll do that. After all, you can get more abilities other than this, once you've got it. These two things are all. Please look at the inspiration and make it the right weapon. I'm gonna pay the money at Grancia anyway..”

Ronan, who said so, pulled out a metal plaque. Previously received by Schlieffen's father in return for saving Gran Cappadocia It was a speech. He pointed to Adeshan, who was still in shock, with the tip of his chin.

“You can't forget to make a senior over there..”

“Yeah· * * yeah. Dear. I'll come here for a minute.?”

“Alas, Neb!”

Adeshan, distracted, rushed to Doron's front. Doron frowned as he contemplated her.

“You don't feel like it. I ask you, do you deal with the Mana of the shadow??”

“That, how to do it···!”

“I've seen it a few times. The last time I saw you was a hundred and twenty years or so.···You were born with a rare talent..”

Doron nodded curiously. It's a rare talent to see an old man who's three hundred years old talking about him. It seemed. He spoke with a more serious look.

“Then you'll have to deal with the power that's not unusual. Yeah, what's your ability??”

“Me, I'm not in the battle series·.”

Adeshan glanced around. Her gaze is on the bats hanging from the ceiling of the blacksmith shop Touched. A whisper broke out between his gaping lips..

“Come here..”

“Pinch!”

Then the bats, which were lined upside down on the ceiling, paddled and flew away. The bats that were turning in formation lined up between Doron and Adeshan. Lined up. Adeshan hesitated..

“···You can control creatures. Depending on the case,.”

“Oh my god. Can you use it for people??”

“Maybe···It will..”

“This is a really dangerous force. I'm glad you're good at heart..”

Doron lamented briefly. He put his mouth on both forearms as if trying to quench the creeps. Opened.

“Okay. Your weapon is a sense. If you can control your opponent's movement, it's a weapon, too..”

“It's over.?”

“Yeah, I'll take care of the rest, so you can stop going back.. It'll be complete in a fortnight..”

“Thank you, inspiration. I'm looking forward to it..”

“I'm looking forward to it. What the hell is going to come out this time?···.”

Doron swooned. His round eyes were sparkling between his curly hair.. Grasping the hammer between the stars, he looked round at Didican and cried out, " Oh, my god!".

“No, no, no, no, no, no. I need to start working right away. Didican, girdle.!”

“Damn, the personality is urgent. I'll just give you a lift and you'll come..”

“Good night, Doron. See you again..”

Ronan shook hands. Adeshan politely bowed his back and greeted him. Doron answered, even if Didican was deaf. Did.

Just a loud hammering sound replaced his greeting. Kang! Kang! The two were guided by Didican and headed back to the lift where they entered. They were just about to climb up, and suddenly Didican stopped them..

“Oh, yeah, two guys, stick together..”

“En?”

“This time, there's a new invention. I haven't put it on the market yet, but I want to show it..”

Ronan has a strange box in Didican's left hand. I noticed that. It was studded with a narrow column in the middle, and the round face was transparent It was clogged with crystals. In addition, there are various miscellaneous parts that are attached to the Deokji-deokji. I couldn't guess the use.

“Now, look here. Shoot.?”

“You're filming.?”

Fung! The box between the stars flashed a flash and brightened everywhere. The two frowned. The light soon sank. Ronan asked irritably.

“Damn, what did you do??”

“Wait and see. I'll show you something amazing..”

Didican chuckled. Ji Yiying·**! The box vibrates, and the palm of my hand in the groove at the bottom. A piece of paper came out..

“This is···?”

“Ugh, it's not us.?”

Adeshan's eyes grew larger. The paper was painted in black and white. It was Ronan and Adeshan who looked like they didn't know English. I couldn't believe it was a picture because it was so close to reality. Adeshan said in a trembling voice.

“Me, I'm so ugly.?”

“It's not ugly. What else did you make of me??”

“It's a machine that allows you to keep moments forever. I haven't named you yet, but it's not cool.?”

“It's not bad..”

Ronan laughed as if he were stuck. He stretched the elaborate picture so that it didn't crumple and put it in his inner pocket. The two immediately took the lift and headed to the ground..

“It's already night..”

“Yeah, it's in the ground, so I didn't know the time was going. What kind of weapon can you make??”

“I'll do that. I'm curious, too..”

As soon as I left the target point, the moonlight poured over my head. People live all over the city, buried at night and unfathomable There was a sound coming..

Ronan and Adeshan went back to Phileon to see the picture Didican had given them.. Adeshan said he couldn't come out, but Ronan ended up. I didn't give you a picture..

****

Time passed quickly. The day of the holiday came in an instant. It's only ten days away, so there's a lot of different events going on in the meantime. Did.

“I hope it will be a meaningful vacation for everyone. I'm proud to be a member of the Phileon Academy outside of the Academy. I hope you don't forget.···”

The summer vacation began with Kratir's clichéd admonition. For nine weeks, students are free to rest at home without going to school Could spend time.

The site of Phileon, which was in the middle of the mountain, is home to students who are living in the phosphoric sea Achieved. The student, who was standing in line for a carriage, shouted at Ronan, who appeared in front of him.

“Bird, don't bird.!”

“If you don't, do you want to piss me off? I'm not going home..”

“Yes, Yes.?”

“If you say you can't go, you're right. Damn it..”

Ronan literally headed across the line to the club building. Clip-The moment the door opened, the familiar faces came into sight. Asher, Marya, Braum, Ophelia, Schlieffen. Five members were holding their seats and running around..

“Okay. They're all together..”

Ronan smiled contentedly as he looked around at the members. Thump! He deliberately closed the door strongly to attract attention.

“Attention.”

“Oh, I'm here..”

The members turned their heads at the same time. Ronan and Marya, whose eyes met, asked as if they were waiting.

“What's going on? I put it all together like this..”

“It's no big deal. Just try to decide who to go on a month trip with me during the holidays. Only one..”

“By the way, travel? One month?”

“Yeah. It's a very long, fun trip..”

The members ' eyes grew larger. Ronan raised one mouth. The meaningful laugh gave a rather evil impression. Asel's face was white and tired of feeling the feeling of hunger.

“Hi Profit···!”

“Moo, what a trip.?”

“Wahaha! Did I say I had to go down to my hometown on vacation? I have six lovely brothers.!”

The other members also winced and backed away. Or not, Ronan didn't care. As he was closely considering his future schedule, he pointed to one of his members. Said.

“Yeah, I like you..”

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