Academy of Genius Knife-Episode 188
188. Mother of Fire(4)
#188
“···Welcome everyone. Mr. Navardoje..”
Kratyr said. Not immediately did the cheers burst out. In the silence that had been maintained for a long time, a loud sound began to flare.
“G, is she the real mother of fire? Really?”
“Lie· * * You can't. The principal must have been messing with him..”
“That, apart from that, just the enchantment is too···!”
The students did not believe in the fact that she was Navardose. But Kratir's words were too bold to be a lie. The strong men who reign in the world are usually a joke, but It was only in a private place..
What's more, they tore the enchantment and showed up the head of a huge dragon I remembered. A storm that was as intense as if it would sweep away the soul. A woman looked at the great square in confusion and opened her mouth.
【Navardoje. Nice to see you all..】
“······!”
At that moment, doubt disappeared from people's minds. It was a voice that the voice of a mortal could never give out..
The red curtain sat down again. But it was a silence that swelled like a balloon on the verge of bursting. Soon, a burst of noise shook Fileon.
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“So, your seniors who will be living in the academy closest to you I'll introduce you..”
“Uaaaaah! Come on, freshmen.!”
“If you're martial arts, please, let's get into the Armor fighting club.!”
The entrance ceremony was passable. The students soon realized that they had no hostility to Navardoje. The boy and girl's unique ingenuousness has been restored.
Despite the abrupt event, Kratyr somehow managed to rectify the situation. Led the event. Of course, every time I can afford a little bit, I'll look back at Navardoje and say my best. I asked..
“You have had a lot of trouble coming here from Adren. Do you feel comfortable in your seat?”
Rather than being the principal of Phileon Academy, he's just a friendly restaurant employee. It was like. I can't wait to see if I'm going to be in front of the Mother of Fire. Navardoje nodded..
【It's fine. Never mind, let's proceed..】
Expressing gratitude, Kratyr stepped back to the podium. A speech of platitudes but rotting content followed. Ronan was staring at Navardoje all the time. The fact that he had disappeared for a while and then appeared took me to heart..
‘I thought something was going to happen..’
It was a little bit, but it was noticeable that I was tired. The surface of the horn, which grew on both sides of the head, is a little invisible last night There was a draught left..
Itargand's eyes, looking anxiously at her mother more than anything else, told her I was disproving that what happened. Somehow it's related to the "offensive" she said the night before. Seemed to be.
‘Are there any beings or forces facing Navardoese? Who the fuck?’
I kept worrying about it, but I didn't get an answer. In the end, I'll ask you later, and Ronan, who has a heart, is in her face. I glanced down slightly. No matter how many times you look at it, Ronan mutters without knowing it. I'm sorry..
“···I wish I had a dragon mother too..”
“Well? What did you say now??”
“It's nothing..”
Ronan shook his head. His gaze was fixed on Navardose's chest. I love this app but I can't wait to see if I have any problems with it..
‘Itargand, this fucking asshole..’
Naviroje and Marya were great, but that didn't make any sense.. It's a gap in the difference between races. Has a bag developed that holds the flame?.
If the person next to you wasn't the only emperor who ruled the empire, now. He rose from his seat and gave a standing ovation. If the dress had been dug up a little longer, it would have been impossible to stand up. It's gonna be. Then the Emperor, touching his chin, opened his mouth..
“Yeah. Every time I see Jim, I admire him..”
The emperor hesitated. It was a sympathetic tone. For a moment, his gaze was demanding tacit consent. I believe it's the same thing you and I are seeing right now..
‘You ate it, too..’
Ronan laughed. The two men, nodding their heads spleen, looked at Navardoje again. Ronan opened his mouth..
“Of course, I'm talking about the scale of Mana..”
“That's it, of course. I can't think of anything else..”
“It's different. For example.?”
“······Oh, look over there. I think it's the last time. I think I'm trying to do something else..”
The Emperor, ignoring Ronan's words, stretched out his index finger to Kratyr Pointed. Indeed, he was preparing for something big magic.
“This is a boring speech, and it's going to go in the order everyone expects it to be.?”
Students cheered. I seemed to know what was going to happen. As soon as Kratyr beckons, the whole square squirms and moves Started. The floor turned off and repeated rising. Soon the flat square was shaped into a huge circular arena Reconstructed. Kratyr said.
“Then we will conduct a "simple greeting", a tradition of the Phileon Academy. Please come forward for all freshmen and sophomores with the nominated Martial arts department.”
Ten students, each from freshman and sophomore, walked forward. Twenty students came face-to-face in the middle of the arena. Itargand stood on the leftmost side of the freshman procession. Ronan shrugged his eyebrows.
“Oh. He was the chief.?”
“I hear that handsome young man is Navardoje's son. Yeah, that's right.?”
“That's right. It should be no big deal..”
Ronan nodded. Itargand entered Fileon with the same procedure as other freshmen. I took an entrance exam and conducted an interview.
Changed the form of the polymorph to a younger one, and used the pseudonym Irra. Everyone's gonna call it that anyway, but why did you fucking do it last night?.
In any case, the origin of Itargand was thoroughly secret, so most of Itargand's origins were secret. The fact that he is the Red Dragon and the son of Navardoje Didn't know. However, he is the chief of the Martial arts department and has a handsome appearance. Received attention.
Aristocratic platinum blondes were scattered in the wind. The earty that flows out of your body is never behind Schlieffen or Erzebet. Did. There was a gossiping sound all over the audience..
“Aren't you the one who took that wing out before? Is it your brother??”
“I don't know. He was handsome..”
“I told you I was taking a test magic article with force, where I was like that. Monster···.”
The rating was excellent overall. Every time I said that, Navardoje's mouth went up faintly.. She looked back at Ronan with an elated look a few times. He's great by periodically having awkward laughs I had to give you an opinion that you had a son..
The memory of three years ago struck my head. I was standing exactly in that position and dealing with ten people at the same time. To reassure your worried sister. I think he was sitting in the seat where Iril was sitting at the time. It was a new feeling..
‘You have to do well..’
Ronan looked down at Itargand. His face was stiff and he was usually arrogant and confident It was different from the attitude. I was nervous here..
“I'm nervous, somehow.···.”
Guessing why was not difficult. Navardoje pretends to be unobtrusive, and Itargand with twinkling eyes. I was staring. If you've got a bunch of people, but you haven't, you can put both hands in your mouth right now. I thought I was going to cheer for my son with my bring..
‘uhhhhhhhh. It's a burden..’
Ronan drained his tongue. If I was Itargand, I would vomit on the spot.. At that time, Itargand and all but one second grader were in the arena Went down. Dalian's opponent was determined..
2The grade representative was a young man who didn't even listen to him. Your head is new, and you have only a knife in your hand. It was reminiscent. As soon as I saw the contemplation, I had an unspeakable anxiety..
‘No, if you're biased, you're not a pig..’
Ronan crossed his head to shake off preconceived notions. Yeah,I'm not Lin. You can't judge people by what they look like..
It was like that. Tet! The young man, spitting on the floor, pointed at Itargand with the tip of his knife and shouted.
“Haha, are you a freshman senior? It looks smooth.!”
“Yes..”
“There's something great about it. If you look at your face, you see it glaze like dandelion seed..”
Oh. Fuck.
For a moment Ronan's face hardened. The emperor, sitting next to him, breathed a sigh. The sound of Acel coughing fiercely as he drank the water was heard in the sarai. I heard it..
“Keek! Keeek!”
They looked back at Navardoje without anyone first. The Mother of Fire invariably looks at her son with a dumb face There was. It seems to have narrowed down a little, but it's still fine. Seemed to be.
It wasn't a good idea to provoke a dragon. Ronan was praying for more, but not more..
“My name is Tyber Partizan! My mother didn't teach me how to name it before the duel.?”
Ronan shook it. Itargand frowned when he heard her mother.
“···Early.”
“Yir! I don't know who built it, but the name is weird..”
A bastard named Tyber grinned as he turned his sword round and round.. Kratyr looked like he wanted to cry for the moment. I was looking at Navardoje..
“Do you know this? This is the last time a freshman has won a senior in a brief greeting with a martial artist.. Senior Ronan, whom I admire most, dealt with ten people at once. I won..”
“So what do you want to do?.”
“Don't expect that such a miracle will happen to you. Principal, start the fight.!”
Tyber looked back at Kratyr and exclaimed: "Oh, my god!" It's the intention, anyway, because of his drastic provocation, the atmosphere in the arena is hot. He was running..
“···It should be. So, let's start with the first greetings.”
Kratyr opened his mouth with his eyes closed. Kwang! At the same time, Tyber's new type shot forward. Elasticity burst all over the seats. Ronan was a sharp rush..
‘You had a reason for confidence..’
It was a great skill for him to forget for a moment about his insanity.. The result of countless efforts on the rock of talent It was clear..
But really unfortunately the opponent was not so good. The moment Tyber reached IR's sight, he fired a shot.. Ir, still watching him, lightly swung the sword he held. Quaang! Tyber, who bounced out of the way, hit the opposite wall of the arena..
“Kaira Billion!”
A spider-house shape crack occurred at the spot where Tyber collided. It was a sight to see at the festival of the sword. Ir looked at him and growled low.
“How dare you insult your mother?.”
“Now, wait a minute.!”
Yongke shouted in a terrified voice at Tyber, who had not fainted. He was stuck in the wall, and he was not able to get a shot. Itargand swung his sword into the air without anyone saying anything. Kwaaaaaa! Waves of fire along the sword path poured over the ground.
“Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! Save me.!!”
Tyber screamed at the terminal. The flames of the Red Dragon, burning all things, were pushing towards him. Ronan spurned his seat and woke up..
“That asshole.!”
In the end, the concern arose. I warned him to adjust his power, but it didn't work.. Ronan, enhanced by Mana, leapt like a spring. Blame it! As he landed in front of Tyber, he exclaimed in an annoyed voice.
“Stay down.!”
“by, Ronan Senior?!”
Ronan pulled the hilt. The blood-red La Mancha was pulled out. As I focused my mind, the time stretched longer. Even the sound of the heart moving in a static world It was only Ronan and his sword. Hundreds of strands of white lines were drawn over the waves of flame.
“That's it.···!”
“I, Mr. Navardose.?”
At that moment Navardoje rose from his seat. His eyes, mimicking a human, were narrowed vertically.
The identity of Gishigam, who has been wandering in her head since last night, is above the water. It dawned. Now, your face looks like it's on a plate, and why do you recognize it at once? I couldn't. A voice came from between her gaping lips, as if it were a new one..
“Yeah. Is that your son?.”
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