Chapter 66 – Class Battle: Class E vs. Class F (03)

Both of them suffered minor injuries to their hands and bodies, but these injuries could be recovered with simple treatment from Rebecca.

However, Cylian was in a cold state as she was contemplating something with her expression her hardened, and Marian just returned with a slightly mesmerized expression.

‘Is losing a big shock…?’

To be honest, I thought Cylian would win at first, but I saw that she was in a state of ignorance in the middle.

However, Marianne, who became impatient, threw a game in the middle, and when it failed, she lost.

Even while Serena and her other friends were praising that it was a great game, Marian was staring into space with her mouth slightly open, with a blank expression on her face. In the end, she had no choice but for me to sneak up on her and say the magic word.

“Are you okay, sister?”

“…”

Only then did the light return to her eyes and Marian’s gaze turned to me.

“I’m sorry… I lost my sister…”

Before saying that she was upset about her defeat, Marian was apologizing to me.

‘What does 1st place mean…’

I wanted to ask her if she had worked so hard, but she could not leave her mouth as she was holding Marian’s hand her, which was covered in blood and calluses.

“Did you really want to wish on me that much?”

In response to my question, Marian silently shook her head.

“It’s okay because you weren’t hurt. It looked a little dangerous this time.”

“But…”

Marianne moved her lips to say something, but she hesitated.

“… I wanted to show my older sister’s cool side of her.”

“…”

I don’t know what to do to comfort Marian as she looks so sullen.

I thought about trying to be cute to Marian in a sly manner, but people’s eyes were on her and Marian’s expression changed as her affection level rose whenever I called her sister on a regular basis, but now she was in a sullen state even if I constantly called her sister.

‘Well… Human relationships are difficult in many ways’

At times like this, she thought she needed to give it some time, so she stayed away from Marian for a while.

Meanwhile, Cylian was given a bye, and there was a match between me and the girl from class E, but she was in a state where she was unable to get on stage because she was in a state where she was squeezing out her mana to the point where she fainted.

As a result, the final match was between me and Cylian.

‘Well… I don’t think everyone is expecting it’

When I glanced at the audience, it seemed like each person was betting on whether Cylian would win or I would win by putting in points, but it was predicted that Cylian’s victory would be so one-sided that the match could not be concluded.〈 Br〉

To be honest, if I were to put entries 5 and 1 together, I would bet on 1.

Above all, the way he fought with Marian was incomparable to that of other students…

Sigh.

“Aren. 5000 points.”

“Rita?”

“Rita does this?!”

“…”

The masked Inori bet me 5,000 points with a slightly angry face. She wasn’t betting that I would win, but she was angry that her lord she was being undervalued like this, so it was more like she was just betting with the intention of losing that money.

‘Oh my… Save those points and use them for something else’

The students of Class E also slowly accepted reality and came out to check the results of the final tournament finals, and the participants of Class F also came outside with their own expressions on their faces to watch the final finals of Cylian.

“This is quite a burden.”

“Isn’t this what we expected anyway? The winner is Cylian…”

“I thought that if I reached third grade, I should be treated in class F, so I was thinking of winning the tournament.”

Looking around her, Cylian looked back at the faces of each of her friends.

“But I didn’t plan on showing it off to this extent. The class leader was better than I thought, so it was a loss because I ended up revealing my bottom line.”

Although his tone was grumpy, the Cylian looked a little refreshed.

“Why don’t you ask her why she was hiding her skills?”

“What’s the point of asking questions that will be repeated ad nauseam during drinks anyway?”

“Puh-ha-ha!”

The Cylian smiled broadly and lowered her posture, holding her own wooden sword in both hands.

“Yes. You are right, Aren.”

On the contrary, I was holding the sword with one hand, pulling her left leg back, and aiming the sword at an angle so that it crossed the path with Sylian’s wooden sword.

It was the basic swordsmanship stance of a famous swordsman that Marian taught me.

Anyway, in the swordsmanship class, there were many students who learned swordsmanship for self-defense from Marian, who is from a sword master, so it wasn’t unusual, but with the thought of improving my characteristics, I strengthened my lower abdomen and used my characteristic, [Sword Master]. I started synchronizing with the swordsmanship I wanted to do.

‘It’s not perfect. Rather, it is lost here and there’

It was empty here and there, like paper that had been thrown through a shredder. However, the empty part continues to be restored in her mind by remembering Marian’s movements that she has become accustomed to in her eyes.

I have an instructor who kindly showed me sword techniques and movements, so what can I not learn?

Taaaaah!

The final match began with the sound of both wooden swords clashing.

‘Be strong!’

Cylian only changed her swordsmanship and got a little more serious, but she was overflowing with spirit that was incomparable to when they sparred before.

This is [Prince of Light] Cylian!

Not only was he strong in his characteristics, but he was also the strongest person in Class F, with his swordsmanship, skills, and abilities reaching the peak.

‘But-!’

I can deal with it.

The moment the swords clashed, my arms hurt and my legs felt like they were being pushed out, but despite this, I was able to intuitively figure out the approximate odds of winning.

3%.

The probability of me winning would be about 3%.

‘But if the probability is this high, isn’t it really high?!’

The Cylian’s sword moves slowly, and when he gets used to the speed, it accelerates a second time and goes out of sight. As if it was intentionally disturbing his vision, he did not pay attention to the sword coming slowly, and he only recognized the sword at the moment it accelerated and came out, and used the wooden sword. Moved.

Let’s go!

One by one, the Cylian attacks are eliminated.

Can do. Marian already showed us all the model answers earlier.

And because I had kept in her eyes her one by one the exemplary answers shown by my precious older sister, she was able to parry Sailian’s sword even though she was weaker than her and her her body her her She was dull, as if she had cheated in advance.

‘No matter how strong you are, if your hand is exposed… You have to lose…!’

It may be that the difference in abilities is such that it is impossible to even split the sword, but if it is at a level where a minimum attack and defense can be established, there is no way that you will lose as long as you know the opponent’s hand.

The win rate, which I thought was 3%, felt like it was going up as the Cylian’s hands became dizzy. I let out the breath that was slowly rising up to my throat and took an explosive breath, forcing my brain to wake up with fresh oxygen and clinging to the embarrassed Cylian.〈 Br〉

“Laugh!”

Having long limbs gives you an advantage in close combat, but if you get too close, the shorter and smaller one has the advantage!

The moment I approached using Marian’s model answer, Cylian was already caught up in my distance.

I feel a sense of elation rising within my body.

The Cylian tried to distance her by throwing her her body her backwards, but I blindly followed her, slamming her head in her.

Now, there were two options left for the Cylians.

Will she compete with her sword at a distance that is disadvantageous to her and advantageous to me, or will she reduce her own effective distance her her her!

“Quite…!”

Finally, the Cylian made a decision.

He throws away the wooden sword and this time grabs the collar of my academy uniform and attempts a hand-to-hand combat.

Poop!

The pain that struck him in the shoulder sent me straight to his core, making me realize that the Cylian was formidable even when I had a weapon in his hand and he was bare-handed.

My head bows. His body was slowly reaching its limit and it seemed like he would collapse at any moment.

This is enough. Because I worked hard in my own way, other friends will look at me differently.

But, despite this, my heart was crying out like this.

‘You haven’t tried it to the end yet…!’

You can hold a sword. I was out of breath, but it didn’t stop. My heart felt like it was going to burst, but I wasn’t weakening.

Although it was painful, I was still able to swing the sword.

So I used my ‘voice’.

Originally, Aren was a character that could be controlled by the player, so I thought it would connect on its own and let it resonate directly in my head.

“Don’t back down.”

It seemed like courage was building up in her heart again.

“You can do it.”

The moment I gave myself a ‘voice’ as if to encourage others, my sword was already flying, crossing the Cylian’s fist.

By spinning the sword, I entangled the Sailian’s arms and the Scylian tried to stun me by striking my face with the idea of ​​​​​​hitting the flesh and bones, but I changed the direction by rotating the sword.

Just like Marian’s swordsmanship. He blocked the Sailian’s fist flying in a straight line and stabbed his sword into the opponent’s gap.

Cook.

He said while pressing the wooden sword on the Sailian’s empty chest.

“Checkmate.”

At that moment, the Cylian’s eyes flashed as if flames were burning, and his expression became distorted.

– Sylian’s favorability has reached the ‘Friend’ level –

Perhaps he was humiliated by the fact that he had lost, or perhaps he did not want to admit this fact. His eyes were filled with murder and his likability was decreasing.

But soon, Cylian hid his glare, closed his eyes, and raised both his hands.

“I lost.”

– Sailian’s favorability has reached the ‘best friend’ level –

This bastard, he got upset because he lost to me, but then he relaxed again, right?

“Wow… Really…?”

“You beat this…?”

The students, who had not yet accepted the reality, were asking each other questions, and then they confirmed the final result by looking at the Sailyan with both hands raised and me pointing the sword.

“Tournament winner, Aren!”

Waaaaa-!!

The sound of cheers is loud enough to leave the stage.

Even though there were only a little over 50 students and teachers combined, the cheers were enough to keep up with the competition between classes A and B where there were thousands of people.

“I won!!”

In particular, our F class was so full of enthusiasm that everyone forgot how good they felt about each other and hugged the person next to them, screaming regardless of gender, making them dizzy.

‘Now it’s just one step’

I had successfully completed a quarter of the academy part. That too.

“Ha… I’m a little proud, but…”

Paang!

The Cylian gave me a hard slap on the back.

“Congratulations! I did it sincerely from the beginning, but this guy practiced very thoroughly to catch me, right?”

“Cough…! That’s because you’re the strongest…”

While everyone was giving thanks and congratulations to the students who performed well in this class competition, only Marian was clapping in the waiting room with a slightly sullen expression.

‘I have to take care of Marian too’

Anyway, the only way to win this time was because my sister paved the way and I ran behind her.

Still, I looked at Marian, whose expression was brighter than before, perhaps because I won, and whispered something in her ear so that the other students could not hear.

“You decided to grant your wish if you won, right?”

“Yeah…”

Originally, my wish was to receive the [Sword of the High School] From Marian and equip it on Cylian or Ophelia.

In fact, the reason Marian is useful in the early stages is that she can obtain two famous swords. If she uses one for herself and gives the other to another person, she can confidently attack the early stages.

‘Should I give in for once?’

“I sweat a lot.”

“Yes… You worked hard, my little brother.”

“Then let’s go take a bath together.”

“Huh…?”

“Sister, wash it yourself.”

When I first suggested what he had wished for, Marian looked dumbfounded for a moment, but then she nodded eagerly and held my hand tightly.

“Noona, I’ll work hard!”

What are you working hard on? To take off the skin?