Academy Genius Knife-Episode 174
174. Festival of the Sword(17)
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“···As you say. I'm sure he's the killer..”
Jaifa said. Nordrek's body was twitching at his feet.. Ronan frowned when he saw the stab in his chest.
“Shival, did you have to check that way? Go and treat him quickly..”
“This is fine..”
Jaifa shook his head. It was a verification that was ignorant. Of course, this is a good way to determine who the sword is. It wasn't going to be there, but it was a little bad. Red blood was smouldering over Sikerman's hair. He was silent for a moment..
“···It was a strike..”
“En?”
“I put this bug in two donggang strikes. If you take the time it takes, it'll be a few seconds. I think you know what this means..”
A lingering sadness was running across his red eyes. Jaifa, who was looking through his inner pocket, pulled something out.. Dozens of flat marks made of metal on long, thin leather straps The dog was sewn. Ronan and Navi Rosé's eyes grew larger. It was a recognition card paid to the Imperial army..
“Even if I had been around my men for a second, it wouldn't have happened. It's a thing..”
The limp metal was beaded. Ronan tried to say a word and quit. Even if we were able to prevent it enough, it was in its own way that we allowed it to strike It was a memorial and an atonement. Ronan, who was chewing his lower lip, uttered a fine yell..
“···Damn it..”
“I had an accomplice. There are two more..”
“Yeah. They use knives better than this bastard..”
“We need to get it all before summer comes. If you have any idea to cooperate, come and visit me..”
Ronan nodded. Even if I didn't say that anyway, I was going to get it a day soon.. Jaifa, who had put the recognition table in, turned his attention to Navi Rosé.
“You got sharper. I think the aura is still not expressed..”
“How do you do that?···!”
“I know that much by pretending. I'll give you some advice on behalf of paying tribute..”
Naviroje did not answer, placing his hand on the hilt. Jaifa said in a more serious voice.
“Life is a walk through the storm. People naturally get countless wounds, among them It's not gone forever, it's left with scars. The fact that you were defeated by me in a row would have been such a scar on you. I guess..”
“···What do you want to say?.”
“You can't get rid of scars. That's literally a scar. But it's up to you to decide how to treat it.”
Jaipa pointed to his chest. A long scar was carved over the tattered clothes. It was the cutlery left by Naviroje. He shook hands with Naviroje as he swung Unwoldo into the air and robbed him of his blood. I handed it to you..
“I've never, ever been ashamed of this scar.”
“···You.”
Naviroje, raising his head, looked at Jaifa. That tiger said something wonderful, usually as an adult. She looked like a granddaughter in front of her grandfather. Nabiroje, hesitating for a moment, held Jaipa's hand. It was a historic moment. After a light handshake, Jaifa turned his back.
“Then I'm waiting for the third challenge. Squadron Test.”
Jaifa left the words and jumped up. As when landing, there was almost no sound. He reached the stage where he originally stood with a single leap. Ronan puts his mouth on Jaifa, who talks to Alogin Opened.
“It doesn't look as dangerous as the teacher said..”
“···The atmosphere has changed a lot. After all, all hate fizzles out before time..”
“Hate.···What the hell happened to Jaifa.?”
Ronan asked. It was a car that I had been wondering about before. What the hell happened to Jaifa in the past, so I warned him. I'm gonna do it. Jaifa, whom he met in person, at least as a war criminal who will cause fang night Did not look. Navi Rosé, staring at Ronan, turned his head away.
“You ask yourself. The two of you are not friendly enough to drink. When I thought about it, I never drank with you..”
“Oh, and why are adults sprawled like that? Childish.”
“I didn't sprawl..”
She exited the arena with Ronan behind her. The progress committee, who had noticed it, ran and cleared the rubble of Nordrek. Started. The symmetrical, beautifully split body was not worth looking at for long. Ronan put his hand in his pocket and they swept his intestines with a broom I watched the sight. Alogin, the supervisor, shook his head..
“Well···? You're not out.?”
“It's my turn anyway. I, first of all, I have the right to nominate..”
“I don't know if you're going to be able to do that. I've been through a big deal..”
“It's done. It's better to finish and take a break. I'll nominate you..”
Ronan stretched out his fingers as he looked back at the participants of Aran Parzan. Of course, rather than picking it, it was just pointing to anyone. By chance, a man on a straight path with his index finger caught his breath. He was a strong-looking knight in full-body armor. Ronan jerked his fingers as if he were bothered.
“Come down..”
“Well! This torpedo boat dares···!”
The knight went down to the arena with a snort. Exactly until he screams like a child and declares surrender Three minutes and 12 seconds were spent..
“hmmmmmmmmmmmm My, I did wrong! Please have mercy!”
“I'm sorry that it's almost a noxious ship. No matter how well you learn, the root doesn't change..”
The man threw his main weapon, the Changchang, and fled. Ronan, hearing Alogin's declaration of the Winner, put the sword in. The last test was conducted as if the water was flowing. Half fell, half stuck. No one was dead except Nordrek, who was split in half.. Schlieffen, who spent exactly 44 seconds to win, triumphantly Laughed.
“Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo, Ronan..”
“I'll turn. All the good people are so childish.?”
Ronan frowned, tired. It was strange to express the storm sword as soon as it started, but it was for this. Seemed to be. I was deeply worried about Grancia's future..
Ronan and Schlieffen have combined the scores so far. It was first place. Ronan ceded the right to guidance to Zaifa to Schlieffen. Because I fought in the cave anyway. Jaifa, who had contested a few sums with him, touched his chin and said.
“Hmm, that's the most outstanding oar I've ever seen. I see the potential to surpass me..”
“Thank you. Inspection.”
“There's nothing to advise, so keep devoting yourself to it. I wonder who of you two will be the next test..”
Jaifa, looking alternately at Ronan and Schlieffen, smiled contentedly. The exposed fangs sparkled white. I was really happy to see him in the middle of being depressed in the middle of the day..
“Then I'll end the final exam with this. It's a tribute to both winners and losers. Parzan will never forget the blood and iron you gave him..”
The test ended late at night. Alogin, who came down from the stage, shook hands with one of them.
The passers-by returned to their stronghold, and the dropers went down the mountain.. When you get out of the arena, the Milky Way crosses the end of the sky from the end of the sky Seemed. Ronan is new to the fact that this long journey is coming to an end. I took a step..
****
Ronan returned to his accommodation after his meal. Schlieffen, who returned first, was trimming his sword..
‘Awful bastard. Look at the change in your face..’
The time I wielded the knife was short, but there was a lot going on. Mental fatigue was considerable. Ronan sighed as he lay in bed immediately.
“After * * * It's finally tomorrow. Are all the guys in Phileon doing well??”
“It's gonna be no big deal. But I'm worried about Miss Iril..”
“I'm not sure if I'm going to be the only one who is going to be able to do that. Just tell me honestly that you want to see me..”
Schlieffen did not answer. The ruddy ears were funny. In fact, if Ronan had not been promised an escort to the Emperor, I would be so relieved I couldn't..
He recalled a conversation he had with Alogin in a restaurant. After Nordrek's autopsy, he really is a broadsword Croden. The fact was confirmed. Ronan, whose thoughts were complicated, sank.
‘The reason I saved all the dying guys is to eat them. But what was the purpose of using memory sealing?. Why did the hair and the eyes do that again??’
The fire was put out in a hurry, but many were still in doubt. Nordrek felt a lot different from the Nebula Klagier he had seen so far. It was the same as being a fucking bastard, but I have to say that I feel bad. One. There was a sense of heterogeneity in the essence.
‘It's similar, too. Feeling.’
Perhaps the heterogeneity is related to hair or eye color I thought it was the same. It's clear that you're intertwined with a traitor, but it's not clear what it is. Did. Ronan, who raised his upper body, questioned Schlieffen..
“Foxwoods sword that asshole. Why do you think you're here?.”
“It wasn't for revenge on the Navi Rosé teacher..”
“No, no. I had a strong feeling that it was a suicide. These bastards have a cause for it, so they're more fucking.···Eight, damn it..”
Ronan swept his face with his palm. I thought I would have to get some sleep today if my head didn't go back.. Rummaging under the bed, he pulled out a bottle of wine. Schlieffen, recognizing the label on the bottle, shrugged his eyebrows.
“I can't wait to see if I'm going to be in the middle of the night. It's a precious thing, where did you get it?.”
“I secretly picked up one when I was drinking with Jaipa..”
“···What do you say??”
Schlieffen narrowed the gap. Ronan pulled the cork without speaking. There was no cup, so he took a bottle of alcohol. The liquid went down my throat. Ronan, who took a few sips, handed Schlieffen the bottle..
“I want a drink.?”
“I do. Thank you..”
“Yeah. You Sanim. I knew I would· * * en?”
Ronan opened his eyes. Of course, I thought I would refuse, but it was an unexpected answer. After receiving the bottle, Schlieffen boldly bent his head and dipped the wine into the wine. I caught it. Ronan, seeing the grumbling neck, freaked out and said, " Oh, my god.".
“Yamma, that's pretty readable..”
“After···It's a little better..”
“Do you have a hard job? If you come back before you get here, you're proposing or talking to your sister. He was screaming.···.”
“No. To calm the hilarious mind from the beginning.···Praise to the sword. Because I heard it, it's not over..”
Ronan laughed. So to praise Jaipa and sink his heart into it, he said, " I'm not going to do this." He was drinking. I've seen a lot of people drink to forget about the pain, and this is also a novelty. It was a reason. Ronan, snatching the bottle off the road, crossed his head..
“Madman. You're the only one who drinks for that reason..”
“You always have to do your best to live. You have to do it, because you can keep the underdogs..”
“I understand, so drink moderately. This hiccup tone is like Erzebet..”
Erzebet, who was in private on his way to the Dawn Matap, was in the middle of the night. It dawned. I want to use flame magic inside the wooden ship to dry her. Have you struggled. It was the car Ronan was trying to say. Schlieffen, still hiccuping, opened his mouth..
“······Ronan.”
“En?”
“I want to see Miss Iril..”
“Starting.”
Ronan's face was distorted. Schlieffen bowed his head and lined up words of praise for Iril Started. The rich vocabulary seemed to be within one side of the book.
You can't be with a drunkard like this. It was the car he was trying to drink at once to lose his mind. Suddenly, with a knock on the door, the visit was opened. A woman dressed as a guide made an appearance.
“There * * * Contestant 44? Oh, you were. Thank god..”
“En? What's going on??”
“Get. I'm here to tell you this..”
The woman carefully held out a letter bag. In a fairly luxurious envelope, someone who is not the recipient wants to open it. The magic of the fire was imprinted. Ronan shook his head..
“Who sent it.?”
“This is Russell, who was killed by a broadsword sword at dawn today. I found the hostel clean up, and the recipient was Ronan.. ”
“···Russell.?”
The woman, nodding, left the room. He seemed very busy because of what the foxwoods sword was doing. Ronan, scratching his head, ripped off the envelope. Unlike envelopes, inlay was plain parchment. A small letter was filling one side.
“I wrote down something, so I got a ball like this.?”
Ronan slowly began to read the letter. The introduction and the middle part were what I expected to learn. I'm sorry for the disrespect. And yet, thank you for helping. I really believe in you, but I'm still sure I'm done with the job. I want to···.
There, we will mock the participants of Aran Parzan and harm the Broadsword sword The plan was written down. The plan ended in a disastrous failure, and everyone became a dead body.. Ronan, reading the letter, kicked his tongue..
“···Fucking.”
If they had stayed still, they wouldn't have had to die. The taste of alcohol dropped. Even if I read it there, there was still about half the content. Ronan's eyes grew larger as he read the middle and late sections. The location of the ruins where he met the Foxwoods sword, the structure inside, and the fact that he himself met the Foxwoods sword The information I tracked down and found was dead..
“You stupid uncle.···.”
Ronan sighed. The location of the places that are believed to be the grounds of Nebula Claridge It was written down. It was a huge amount of information. Putting the Imperial army here will probably be your first mission as Dawn Seemed to be.
The moment that frightened him off the cliff came before his eyes. This is Riley, who was drinking face to face with himself. Ronan, who had folded the letter carefully, held the bottle and muttered.
“Fuckshusho.”
Ronan caught the dipping liquor. The scent of the 10,000-year-old story with a strong drink spread out of my mouth. The end of the journey was approaching. Tomorrow we finally step on the Holy Land.
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