Episode 120. Tie-Tie (2)
Yanghak. A situation that could only be described by this word was unfolding before my eyes.
An individual turns the majority into an enemy, inciting them to fight and fight alone.
The sight of him facing off against numerous enemies was so unrivaled that it could be described as peerless. The problem was that the instructor was doing this to young cadets.
Just like in the main story, Jason spreads a little bit of his killing intent to incite fear in the cadets. He forcibly raises their defense mechanisms by telling them that if they don’t rush in quickly, they will die.
The brutal Yanghak that followed was unfolding. It was an unreasonable situation that was not at all an exaggeration to say that it was a massacre of newbies by veterans.
The bodies of the fallen cadets were covered in bruises. It was enough force to cause trauma that would make it difficult to get up from just one attack.
It must have been a matter of controlling one’s strength, but in reality it was no different from subduing without killing.
If the intention was truly to test the cadets’ strength, they would have given them endless opportunities to attack without causing any trauma.
If you expected this kind of bleeding outcome, you shouldn’t have done it in the first place.
As it is described in the actual main story, this is not an evaluation of skills or anything like that.
Jenny and Ruska, who are rushing in now, will never be safe.
A compressed whirlpool of snow swirls and the twin foxes’ claws cut through the cold air.
Apparently Jason is trapped in the ice and ends up piercing through it.
Kwakjik!-
The impact of the ice breaking completely spread snow all over the gymnasium. The compressed snowstorm spread in all directions, lowering the surrounding temperature to below zero.
Frost floated in the form of white fog. The weather was already chilly, so I felt a cold that could freeze my body.
Jenny and Ruska just poured all their strength into one attack. Even though it was a rather fierce-looking joint attack, there was no sense of doubt in either of them.
The opponent is a person who serves as the Commander of the Imperial Knights. If he dies like this, anyone, whether a dog or a cow, can take the position of Commander of the Knights.
And at this point, there was a line that was likely to be heard…
“Did you knock it down?”
One of the fallen cadets moved his mouth.
It was the strongest blow I’ve ever seen among my classmates. It’s strange that I don’t have similar thoughts.
But I laughed inside, because I knew exactly what would happen if that line was said.
“It’s quite something.”
A voice was heard from within the white smoke. A shadow of a person leisurely walked out from the center of the shock that spread as the ice was destroyed.
Even after taking that blow, Jason emerged unharmed.
“But it’s not enough.”
The audience was surprised to see that he had not a single wound on his body. Only by being so neat and tidy could they understand that he was not brought in as an instructor for nothing.
“The bloodline of the Chain Silver and Millennium Tiger that I knew… wasn’t even at this level.”
“Cough!”
“Ugh!”
Even before Jason finished speaking, Jenny and Ruska’s screams could be heard simultaneously.
It was an invisible movement. Before they could finish speaking, he closed the distance and struck them in the stomach.
“Ugh…!”
Jenny fell down clutching her stomach. This was only her second time getting hit, but she had taken more hits and lasted longer than the other cadets.
“Come at me.”
Jason taunts Ruska, who hasn’t fallen yet.
“Blood wind.”
Ruska, who uses high-speed swords to cut through double-edged swords.
It was a nimble swordsmanship that could only be displayed because he was in Class A and had experience cutting down people on the battlefield.
But Jason had killed more people and been on more battlefields than she had. The agility of her sword seemed like child’s play to him.
He didn’t strike back, but simply dodged. Then he grabbed the blade with his bare hand and swung the scabbard three times, knocking him down.
“As expected of the Yoho tribe’s bloodline.”
Still, I was impressed by Ruska who stood up again. Jenny was only hit twice and Ruska was able to stand up even with the help of her sword.
Swish!-
That was the moment. A sword flew like an arrow.
Jason quickly sensed it and turned his head to dodge, but… there was a cut on his face from the blade.
Even though I reacted, I was unable to dodge properly and allowed myself to get hurt.
The one who threw that menacing knife was a cadet with white hair and blue eyes.
“Lyman Vegilius, ahh… you’re the monster I’ve heard rumors about within the academy.”
Everyone was shocked to learn that Jason was the first to get hurt.
When I listened to him, he seemed fine, but in reality his hands were shaking.
Even Lyman was holding a wooden sword. The knife he had just thrown was one he had picked up from a fallen cadet.
“Use a real sword. I won’t notice if you get hurt.”
“Excuse me, but I don’t have a real sword. I’ve been swinging this around so much that I don’t feel the need to get one.”
Jason was momentarily dumbfounded by the explanation. It didn’t take long for him to realize that it was just sophistry and an excuse.
“Don’t you even give me money to buy weapons from my family?”
“I don’t have a mom or dad?”
“….”
It was such a direct answer. I blinked at Lyman’s nonchalant attitude, even though I heard the answer I wanted.
Of course, since I have just taken up my post, there are some areas where I know absolutely nothing about the cadets.
But I could tell for sure that it was humiliating.
“You can just pick up the fallen knife and use it, just like you just threw it.”
“I feel bad for using it like that without permission, don’t you?”
Then aren’t you sorry for throwing someone else’s knife without permission?
Your actions and words just now were completely inconsistent. It was truly a double standard.
And when Lyman smiled provocatively, bloodshot eyes appeared.
He’s the kind of guy who makes me mad with his ridiculous nonsense.
First of all, that guy… hurt his own face. He was just a cadet… He was just a pest.
“I will give you special treatment.”
Something glowed on Jason’s waist. At first, everyone thought it was a mistake, but they realized it after hearing a slurping sound.
His scabbard, which he had been swinging and stabbing continuously, finally fell off the sword.
The sword blade that had been sleeping inside flashes like the rising sunlight and reveals itself.
“Okay, here you go.”
Jason’s expression changed to a murderous one as he drew his sword for the first time. He unleashed an incredible amount of destructive power as if what he had just seen was a joke.
Chomp!-
Was it right to adjust your strength against the cadets? A devastating blow crosses the gymnasium floor, enough to make you think so.
Of course, given Lyman’s true identity, that simple kicking motion could have countered it, but to others who didn’t know anything, it was just a chilling experience.
The moment everyone held their breath, something quickly stepped in and took the brunt of the blow.
The shape of that mighty, sharp aura holds on until the strength runs out.
She had sharp horns on her head, and she held a heavy greatsword to protect her students.
“May I ask what you are doing, Instructor Jason?”
Adela Merhena, assistant professor in charge of combat in the second year. She asked with sharp eyes and a greatsword in front of her.
In the beginning, when we were dealing with multiple opponents, we could just sit back and watch. The kids got hurt, but that was a regular occurrence during training.
But that was clearly an act that went beyond the bounds of education.
“What’s the problem, Assistant Adela?”
“The problem…? Are you calling that a thing now? If I hadn’t stopped it, it’s obvious what would have happened!”
Adela thought that if she had not done anything, Lyman would have ended up in the hospital.
Even in combat training where injuries are common, it was clearly abuse for an instructor to intentionally injure someone.
There was a difference in power as well as skill. Nevertheless, Adela fought him for the sake of the cadets.
Meanwhile, Jason looked at Adela like that and something from the past came to mind.
It was eight years ago, when I was massacring a village of tribal people on a royal mission. If I miss a target once, I will track it down and kill it. But I missed one person that time. And it was a kid.
The kid I had missed back then… was now right before my eyes.
“Ahhh…. Hahahaha…”
“What’s so funny?”
“That’s… how should I explain this…”
Jason couldn’t help but burst out laughing at the situation, then put his sword back in and declared,
“We’ll end training here today. Even though we’re finishing early, it’s a consideration for you guys who rolled around on the floor a lot.”
Jason tries to leave the gym, making up ridiculous excuses.
“And… you’ve grown a lot.”
“yes?”
He paused for a moment, said only one word, and left.
Assistant Adela was confused as to who he was talking about, because she still didn’t know who Jason was.
After leaving the gym, Jason walked through the faculty building and saw a mirror standing on the street.
His own face, bleeding from a wound, was reflected in his eyes. Every time he looked at it, Lyman’s face came to mind.
That pest. One day, I will definitely cut him down with this holy sword and burn him at the stake.
“I guess we need to disinfect it right away. Is the infirmary over there?”
Jason walks down the road, trying to erase any trace of that guy right away.
Then suddenly I stopped walking and thought.
“Wait, I think I forgot something.”
I feel like I missed someone while dealing with the cadets earlier.
Let’s see, the name is…
* * * * *
“So Radon… you didn’t get hit even once?”
“yes.”
Radian, who returned to the gym after finishing his work late, asks me.
I heard directly from the assistant coach about what happened at the gym, and he showed interest in me, the only one who survived.
Of course, it wasn’t a case of survival through skill, but rather luck. I just stood there without any presence, so Jason didn’t recognize me.
Of course, I had nothing to say when I was criticized for staying still while others fought. However, Radian surprisingly accepted my actions wisely.
“Yeah… You’re lucky you didn’t get hurt by that guy.”
“….”
“Are the other kids okay?”
“You’ll be okay since you drank holy water.”
My job was to stay still and treat the children.
It was impossible to move them all to the infirmary, so they were quietly resolved with Man-young’s raindrops.
“Radon Crowler… Please ask me too.”
Now that I think about it, I forgot to do this Kent guy. But when I opened the raindrop cap again, there wasn’t a single drop left.
“sorry.”
“….”
It takes 24 hours for it to build up again. Kent felt abandoned and frustrated.
Stop overdoing it, you punk.
“He was a truly incomprehensible person. How could such a ruthless person become an instructor?”
“But it was really strong. There wasn’t even a speck of weakness.”
Jenny and Ruska, who had healed all their wounds, thought about it over and over again.
Even if his skills were that good, that was definitely not something he should do as an instructor.
“They say I came under the pretext of escorting the princess, but I never expected that I would end up serving as an instructor as well.”
“Besides, I felt it from the moment I saw him, but I didn’t feel even a shred of good energy from Instructor Jason. I doubt if he is really the royal knight I dreamed of.”
As Radian spoke, Kent opened his eyes wide and told what he had experienced.
“Yeah… there must be some kind of hidden agenda.”
The Jason Radian knew was always like that. He made those around him his own and drove them out.
“But Professor Radian, what happened to that thing you were holding in your hand?”
As the conversation continued, I looked at his fingers and asked, because there was no coupling with Professor Stella.
I don’t know how you started dating, but didn’t you get beaten up by your lover?
“Heh heh heh, Radon. Are you asking because you don’t know?”
“yes?”
“Have you forgotten who made it dirty?”
Radian stares at me with unusual eyes.
At the same time, Jenny and Ruska look at me with blank expressions.
Yes. Now that I think about it, it was all my fault.
* * * * *
“It’ll be a little hot.”
A gentle voice rang out from the infirmary. Against the clean wallpaper background, it could almost be mistaken for the voice of an angel.
Now Jason saw the angel before his eyes. The old lady of the infirmary with her beautiful blond hair flowing down. Stella Vermillion was healing the wound on his face with her holy power.
‘How can it be this warm…’
Jason was blinded the moment he saw her. She was the first being he had seen today, and yet she was so bright. He had no idea that there was such an angel hiding in the Academy.
‘I thought there were only pests.’
The only being with pure white wings in this Alighieri swarming with disgusting insects.
Professor Yang Ho, Stella Vermillion. Only she looked like a dazzling fairy.
“Nice to meet you. My name is Jason Barkel, commander of the Imperial 1st Corps and now a combat instructor.”
Jason, who always treated others with an arrogant expression, naturally became polite in front of her.
“Yes, I will ask for your help in the future.”
Jason’s cheeks turned red as he saw her smiling and taking his outstretched hand.
And he rolled his eyes all over Stella’s hands.
‘Hehehe, I guess there’s still no owner.’
Jason felt a sense of relief when he realized there was nothing stuck on his fingers.
This is because in the empire, it is customary for couples to wear identical rings.
So I decided. This angel is mine.
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