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Academy's Barbarian-Chapter 64

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man with blue hair.

With the sudden intrusion of Ceoric Al Gorfant, the hall was enveloped in desolation..

Ulan looked at him curiously, and Count Deorg also stared at Seoric. When there was a strange silence for a while.

“I've heard all sorts of things.”

Theoric pursed his lips..

with a heavy bass.

“However, this kind of retaliation is not right. Regain composure and make rational decisions.”

calm tone of voice.

However, the count's expression did not change. He let out a breath for a moment and replied with a dry face..

“this is not retaliation.”

“……what?”

“This is an official duel.”

a duel Theoric smiled lightly..

It's a duel wrapped up beautifully with words, because it was obvious that there was a different ulterior motive..

So I asked.

“duel for what?”

“Deorg wants to rectify it on behalf of his son's reputation. As the master of Deorg..”

What came back was, after all, sophistry.

If you're a knight, you should correct the reputation you've lost. In other words, he intends to fight for revenge in the end..

After conjecture, Theoric immediately tried to refute. In the meantime, the Count suddenly burst into laughter..

“Originally, I was going to use this as a justification and force a duel soon. But since Sir Theoric is here, it's okay to be honest..”

“what? what does that mean…….”

“In fact, I don't care whether Himel's honor goes down the gutter or not..”

At the end of the sudden answer.

The hall fell silent once more.

This answer was like denying the reason for the duel that the Count just uttered..

It's the same with Seoric that's confusing..

He immediately frowned..

“then why…….”

“I'll ask you a few questions.”

But this time I couldn't speak.

Because the Count asked the question first.

“Do you think that a person who has reached the level of an expert can unilaterally attack and assault someone who has reached the level of a high-ranking knight??”

“it depends on the situation…….”

“So do you think it's possible to break the sword with your bare hands and close the gap so fast that everyone doesn't notice??”

“…….”

Theoric didn't answer..

No matter how expert you are, it's impossible to break a sword with your bare hands..

The same goes for narrowing the gap to the point where you can't even recognize it. In the first place, this was a story about the 'master's realm', not the expert..

“something I want to say?”

There must be a reason for the sudden question.

When Theoric asked, the count looked up at the sky without saying a word and muttered..

“I broke the wall 8 years ago.”

As if recalling memories of the distant past.

It was with sad eyes.

“At the end of stepping on the corpses of the heretics and reaching the dead line, I was able to barely reach the master's level. It was the ultimate feeling..”

This was also agreed by Theoric..

He couldn't forget the moment he first stepped into the master's realm. It is no exaggeration to say that it is the most ecstatic moment of his life..

But at that moment.

The count's face darkened..

“……but that was all.”

eyes of helpless resignation.

With a voice devoid of all emotion, the count smiled self-deprecatingly..

“Ever since I reached Master's level, I've never fully enjoyed a fight. It felt like the driving force and reason for living that had sustained me was forcibly castrated..”

ashes syndrome.

This symptom is a kind of curse that comes to those who have just reached the master's level..

Symptoms that arise when you no longer feel the thrill of bumping into a strong person, fighting, growing, and crossing the boundary of life and death.

First, you feel negative emotions..

Disappointment, emptiness, loss, etc..

After that, I feel extremely helpless. And finally, with resignation, acknowledge and accept the reality. Then, little by little, the feelings disappear..

As if everything was burnt and only ashes remained.

That's why it's called ashes syndrome..

Of course, some will say this. I can't fight a strong person. If that's the case, why don't we have sparring with the same Masters?.

In conclusion, it is impossible.

“The power is stronger than before, but the shackles are too tight..”

Fighting with the same Master is strictly prohibited by law. Sparring and dueling, as well as trivial quarrels, were prohibited..

It would be natural. No country wants to see blemishes on strategic weapons..

“I fully understand your feelings. 'Cause I've been through the same period.”

Theoric nodded..

He, too, suffered from ashes syndrome and longed for a fight against the strong..

“Still, it's only a fleeting moment. If you acknowledge and accept the reality, you won't feel so painful anymore..”

“no. it's ok now.”

When Theoric's advice followed.

The Count suddenly shook his head. Then he answered with a somewhat relieved expression..

“I got an exception.”

“hmm? an exception?”

“A master of a neutral force that does not belong to the Empire or any other country.”

The Count closed his mouth and his eyes lit up..

His gaze was directed at Ulan, who was yawning on the other side. Upon realizing this at once, Theoric frowned..

“But that savage is an expert…….”

“no, it's the master.”

The Count interrupted and answered..

A voice with strong conviction.

He looked at Seoric with a puzzled look on his face and explained the reason for his conviction..

“If he was really an expert, he would have run without reacting when the Lord first broke in..”

“……!”

At this moment, Seorik's eyes widened..

It was as the Count said..

If it had been an expert, he would have run without recognizing the area. Then, it must have stopped after recognizing the existence of Seoric..

‘but…….’

It was not the Yamaya. Ulan stopped immediately after Seorik entered the scene. as if he had recognized his territory.

trembling eyes.

Then the Count smirked..

“That's right. sir theoric.”

With a smile tinged with joy.

The Count gripped his sword tightly..

“He's in the same realm as us.”

Only the same Master can perceive the master's realm.

Seoric, who belatedly realized this obvious fact, hurriedly turned to Bergé and asked:.

“Your Excellency, is Sir Istan's words true??”

“…….”

no answer came back.

but don't even deny it Just put on a bewildered expression like a person who has been stabbed in the face.

soon after realizing this.

The look in Seoric's eyes changed..

“ha ha ha.”

The gentle expression disappeared in an instant..

A warlike smile soon bloomed on his lips.

The fighting spirit and will to fight that had been suppressed for a long time wriggled as if they would explode all at once..

Like a wild horse about to gallop.

At that moment.

“I'm bored to death.”

A voice broke the tension..

Ulan let out a long yawn. He scratched his head and narrowed his eyes..

“So will you fight or not?”

Of course you have to fight.

I wanted to answer like this right away.

But there is a procedure for everything. Especially if the location is not a battlefield..

Count staring at Berger.

Not only that. Seoric also looked at him as if making an unspoken request. Verse let out a deep sigh at the eyes of the two masters..

“That's why I didn't want to see you.”

I guessed that something like this would happen.

Of course, it was surprising that he did not care about Himel's honor. Even so, the result of the duel did not change, so when I sighed again.

“Excellency, please me too.”

Theoric bowed his head respectfully..

With eyes shining with determination.

“Please allow us to duel.”

“…….”

I brought him in to use as insurance, but I never thought his attitude would change as soon as he knew Ulan was a Master..

After that, Berger had a hunch.

That there's no way to stop it now.

“don't do anything dangerous.”

“of course.”

The Count nodded coldly.

However, the request is not over yet..

“A small cut would be fine, but there should be no accidental amputation of body parts..”

“I promise.”

“to swear with a family crest.”

“I swear.”

Instant answer without hesitation.

Theoric also helped..

“it's okay. Because I am.”

with confident eyes.

he grinned.

“We will be watching and if the situation looks dangerous, we will intervene immediately and stop it..”

With an answer full of sincerity.

Theoric's pupils suddenly changed..

His eyes were eager to fight somehow. Berger sighed in succession..

‘Anyway, this guy and that guy.’

Masters are all just guys who are crazy about fighting. Verse, who had a complicated expression on his face, finally licked his tightly closed lips..

“Got it. do not allow a duel.”

as soon as permission is given.

A blockade order was immediately imposed on the surrounding area..

It was to prevent useless rumors from circulating because professors and students from other countries witnessed the duel scene..

When an informal duel was arranged.

Suddenly, Ulan came into the count's field of vision. Looking towards the forest a little further away from here. The Count tilted his head and asked.

“Is there anything in that forest?”

“nothing.”

After shaking my head lightly.

Ulan spoke first..

“I'll put a condition on the duel.”

“condition?”

“If I'm victorious, you'll wash away the honor that the rubbish has tainted..”

“what does that mean?”

“He insulted my friend's honor..”

Ulan explained what happened during the preliminary round.

Regarding the cowardly and obscene words that Himel had spoken. After a while, the count's face gradually hardened as he listened to the story..

some time after that.

“i get it. It's your duty as a parent to apologize for misbehaving your child..”

After all explanations.

The Count nodded hard..

“promise Regardless of whether this duel is won or lost, I will take responsibility for his faults..”

“If so, that's it.”

Ulan closed his mouth..

There is no need to take an oath.

The count's eyes were different from those of Himel..

Those eyes are the same as Berger's.

warrior's eyes. He is the pupil of a person who feels the weight of his words and actions and has a sense of responsibility..

Right after the conversation between the two.

“I'll start the duel from now on.”

Finally everything is ready.

The inspector, who served as the referee for the duel, looked at Ulan and the count and continued..

“Berge Erkazan, Seoric Al Gorfant, and Dieflin Cernio. Designate the above three as witnesses of this duel. do you agree?”

“disagree.”

“I agree.”

Count and Ulan answered at the same time.

A businesslike voice soon followed..

“Taking an opponent's life is prohibited in this duel. In addition, if it is judged that the situation is dangerous, the witness has the right to stop the duel at any time..”

After completing the formal explanation.

The inspector took out a silver coin from his bosom..

“The signal is when the silver coin touches the ground.”

The two braced themselves.

Uhlan has an ax made of bloodstone, and the Count has a sword that shines silver. The moment each pointed their weapons at each other.

Took!

The silver coin touched the ground.

both disappeared at the same time.

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kaaaaang!

Axes and swords crashing fiercely.

However, after the blow, the two spread the distance without saying who came first. It is not to prevent being swallowed up by the opponent's territory..

I had something to ask.

The first to speak was the Count.

“I have a question.”

“what is it?”

“Are you not using that ax??”

The place where the gaze is directed is Ulan's belt.

It was the ax equipped there, Gula. Meanwhile, Ulan answered this question with a blunt face..

“'Cause you didn't draw your sword either.”

“What are you talking about? my sword is here.”

The Count cut through the air once..

But that's not what Ulan said. So, after shaking my head, I put the truth of what I just said into my mouth..

“You're suppressing your real power.”

“…….”

The Count suddenly shuts his mouth tightly.

Uhlan looked at his sword in silence..

From the looks of it, it's just an ordinary weapon.

But that sword is a magic weapon.

I noticed this when I first bumped my weapon. It was thanks to the weak resonance of the gula worn around the waist..

‘and…….’

For some reason, the count used spirit, or aura, to suppress the power of the sword instead of strengthening it..

In other words, it is the same as wearing shackles on oneself..

That's why Ulan also exchanged blows with the Count not with Gula, but with a bloodstone axe. Meanwhile, around that time, the Count moved his lips again..

“since when did you know?”

“from the moment you hit the weapon.”

“amazing I hope you will figure this out.”

The Count laughed and muttered.

Contrary to the troubled tone of voice, a smile spread across his face. Like I'm having fun and I don't know what to do.

“this is a magic sword.”

“magic sword?”

“Yes, it has the power to freeze non-owners and gnaw away their mana. That's why I don't use it in places other than the battlefield..”

And now I can't even write.

This duel had several conditions attached. The count suppressed the power of the demonic sword because he could not take the life of the opponent or seriously injure him..

“I still feel like writing.”

of course it is.

Since it was against the Master, I wanted to fight with all my might. However, the count valued the oath more than greed..

“I can't help it. Because I already promised.”

So don't use the magic sword.

Rejecting the answer, the count straightened his sword..

To hang out with Ulan once again.

But then, Ulan suddenly hit his left chest with his fist..

“i am here.”

“……what?”

“My heart beats here, and my arms and legs are attached to this body. not over there.”

What do you mean by this out of the blue?

The Count frowned. It was because I couldn't guess Ulan's intentions..

“I alone have the right to my life. It means that I'm the only one who can put it on the scale.”

“what to say now…….”

“The person you're asking for permission wasn't there from the start..”

The place the crimson eyes are heading is outside the battlefield.

The place where the observers gathered, especially Dean Berger, was staring at them. At the same time, the Count's eyes were looking at the same place.

“i won't allow.”

“……!”

The count's eyes widened..

It's because I finally realized what he meant. Ulan showed his teeth and laughed..

“show me your sword.”

not a single one, everything!

The count's eyes became more and more similar to the warlike glare in his eyes. In my heart, I wanted to do what Ulan said right away..

But a final hesitation caught him.

did you notice this?

Ulan added an additional comment..

“You can rest assured.”

“what?”

“'Cause I'm not weak enough to give you an arm or a leg.”

The count's eyes widened..

After a while, he twisted the corner of his mouth and burst into laughter as if he couldn't hold it any longer..

“Whoops, hahahaha!”

Loud laughter shakes the arena.

It was worth it. Since I became a master, I've never heard this word before..

If someone unqualified had said this, they would have judged it an insult and cut their throats..

but…….

‘That barbarian deserves it.’

At the end of the sound of relieved laughter.

The Count broke the shackles of hesitation.

Furthermore, even the last remaining piece of mask was thrown away. Now all that's left here is a swordsman who's crazy about fighting.

“If the duel is over and you testify…….”

I will show you Deorg's sword right now, if you tell me that you did not break your oath and promise, and that Ulan gave you permission..

The moment I was about to say that.

Ulan struck first.

“However much.”

Finally a short answer.

No more conversation needed.

The Count took the aura that had suppressed the sword, and the magic sword immediately released its power..

Kwadeuk! wood deuk!

The land around it freezes rapidly.

Seeing the blue sword spewing cold frost, Ulan grabbed Gula. Then he immediately raised his spirit to the limit..

Familiar sensations spreading throughout the body.

Her hair and eyes dyed bright red in response to the Spirit. Ulan looked at the Count with her smile gone..

jerebuck!

As soon as I took a step, the territory expanded.

The moment the two realms meet.

The real battle of masters has begun.

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