Episode 5. Fishing Rod! What a great conversation tool! (3)
It was by no means a light swing, but it was surprising.
I saw the rock split in two and realized the talent that resided in this body.
It’s just that the original owner didn’t realize it. It was unfortunate that he was set up as a disposable villain.
The management will never give these extras detailed settings. They are destined to be used as sacrificial lambs for stimulating developments.
Realizing one’s own talent is only the privilege of the main characters. If the status window hadn’t appeared, one would never have realized it.
Swung-
I swung my fishing rod once more and the wind blew. The tree branches swung to the side as if hit by a typhoon, and countless leaves fell.
Fantasy Sword Technique, is it really a coincidence that this trait has blossomed?
‘I thought I wouldn’t be able to survive properly because my stats weren’t that great. But now I don’t have to worry.’
The practical exam is coming up soon this month.
There will be a lot of guys after me, just like the ones who trampled me yesterday.
There is no time to brag about your talent blossoming.
One of my goals is to get decent grades for a stable school life. They don’t have to be too high, but they shouldn’t be too low either.
If your score is low, you will definitely be labeled as a failing student, and the professors will make you study without giving you any breaks.
However, if I, a fraudster, show too much success, it is obvious that the cadets will suspect me of using tricks.
In order to avoid getting caught up in such things, you just need to show a little bit of growth.
‘Last month, Radon’s practical test results were… … .’
That was the first practical exam after entering the academy. At that time, Radon’s grades were in the middle and upper ranks of Class C.
It might be laughed at by students in class A or B, but it’s a grade that would get a thumbs up from students in class C.
‘Looking at it this way, Radon isn’t just a guy with a big mouth.’
Class C upper-middle rank. It’s a moderate score, not too high or too low.
There are cases where the class changes due to the practical exam. If my current grade goes up a little, I can easily be in class B, which is not bad either.
‘You just have to not go to class A.’
It includes Jenny, the main character Lyman, and even a guy named ‘Travel Byold’ who absolutely should not be involved at this point.
He’s the guy who’ll soon be the mastermind behind Chapter 1, so he’s someone you shouldn’t get close to. If I become part of Class A and draw attention, it might disrupt the plot.
At least you won’t get expelled like in the main story, but you’ll be safe if you don’t get involved.
‘Even if you stay quiet, you’ll end up in the middle.’
Swaaaaaaah-
As I went deeper into the forest, I was able to find a waterfall. I took off my top and stood in front of the waterfall, stepping into the river.
It was the perfect subject for an experiment. I wanted to test my strength through a waterfall that was even harder to cut than the rock I had just cut.
[5000 credits consumed]
[The level of ‘Hoettugi’ has increased. Lv1 -> Lv2]
I only leveled up one skill, but it’s so damn expensive.
It is known that increasing skill levels with credits in the original game is inefficient.
Thanks to the fake news, my credit is going up every now and then, but I’ve already blown it. I have no choice but to save up for the future.
That aside, now is the time to test it.
[Fantasy Sword Technique – Turning Lv2]
I placed my hand on my right side and let the tip of the fishing rod touch the stream. I swung it upwards towards the waterfall in front of me.
The fishing rod, which had been raised high while skimming the moist bottom, reached the waterfall. The water pressure governed by gravity seemed like it would easily break the slender fishing rod.
Choaaaak!-
In an instant, an even louder sound of water spread.
The waterfall split.
The strong current splits diagonally.
I couldn’t help but be amazed, as if I had cut through a rock. After ten seconds, the waterfall returned to its original form.
With this level of power, it’s almost… .
‘That’s the same power as Class A!’
Of course, once you’ve caught the fishing rod, it’s no different than using a real sword. It’s unknown whether a wooden sword would have the same power.
Whether you say this happily or badly, it is a power that Radon could never have today.
No one would think I have this much power. If there are professors who look at me favorably, there are also professors who doubt me.
So, I fight moderately and get out moderately.
By doing so, I can intuitively appeal to others that I have grown, while avoiding the negative glares.
[Experience level of the job ‘Scammer’ increases.]
[+500 Credits]
“uh?”
Why is this suddenly popping up?
I haven’t even lied yet.
‘Is someone constantly being fooled by my lies?’
For some reason, my ears felt ticklish.
* * * * *
“radon!!”
The trees were cut down and the ground was badly scratched. Everything solid around them, including rocks, was split like apples.
This sight, which would be difficult to achieve even with a real sword, was surprisingly all split by a wooden sword.
Boohoo!-
In the middle of the forest, a girl was swinging a wooden sword. The wind that blew from the sword broke even the bare tree branches.
“Whoaap! Haaaat!”
With each stroke of her sword, her blue hair rippled like waves. Jenny Chainsilver was always passionate when training.
But looking at the traces of destruction, it was not enough to express it as passion alone. The cause was anger rising from within.
“Radon! Crowler!!”
The guy’s face appeared in my head.
His body was dominated by a violence that was hard to attribute to swordsmanship training as his anger boiled over.
Actions that do not allow one to control one’s emotions only end up torturing oneself.
“Ugh… … Ugh… … .”
Jenny eventually collapsed on the floor, exhausted. The shorts and T-shirt she was wearing were soaked with sweat.
Because I swung my sword without stopping, I didn’t even have the strength to stand up.
Why am I pushing myself so hard? Is it to do well on the practical exam and get a thumbs up from the professors? That’s not something I could do even if I died and came back to life.
Jenny is only interested in a rival who can compete with her. For her, who is deeply engrossed in the pride of a family that lives and dies by the sword, there is no greater joy than that.
It didn’t matter if I lost. I wasn’t crushed by the burden because I was taught that I could learn a lot from that.
The only problem was the guy who defeated him. The guy who broke his promise to himself.
‘Radon Crawler… …!’
If it weren’t for that kid, if I hadn’t trusted that kid… my mother’s pendant wouldn’t have been destroyed.
Besides, I ended up getting knocked out by that bastard’s swordsmanship today.
It was shocking enough that the sword was broken, but it was also shocking that his ribs were damaged.
‘I… … to that vile guy!’
It was impossible.
It didn’t make sense that Class A lost to Class C, but what he was holding wasn’t even a wooden sword, it was just a fishing rod.
I get goosebumps all over my body because of the shame.
Defeat? That doesn’t matter. Considering the fact that there are so many excellent prosecutors in the world, you’re no more than a grain of sand in a gravel pit.
But the problem is that I lost so badly to that vile guy.
‘That kind of guy is not even a match!’
He’s just a conman and an enemy who caused me to lose my belongings. That’s all.
An object of hatred and contempt. Not someone to cross swords with, just trash to be defeated.
“Must… Must!!”
The practical exam will be held the day after tomorrow. I will definitely break Radon’s nose there.
I must avenge my legacy even in that way. I had absolutely no time to lie down and reflect on today’s defeat.
‘The body….’
I reached out to stand up, but nothing happened other than waving my hands in the air.
My hands are getting colder and colder, perhaps because my boiling blood has cooled. It feels like my hands have turned into pieces of ice.
Snap- But someone grabbed her hand. Jenny came to her senses at the feeling and looked up to see who it was.
“What are you doing here?”
A boy with white hair and blue eyes was holding her hand.
Lyman Vegilius, a cadet in the same class as her, and her only close friend.
Lyman said, waking Jenny up.
“It’s that guy… It’s Radon… He really is a parrot like no other.”
“… Did you see it?”
“Oh, if it was an invasion of privacy, I apologize.”
Jenny sat down on the rock, supported by Lyman. There happened to be a rock that had been cut horizontally that was comfortable to sit on.
“Have you met Radon?”
“huh.”
“Then you must have had your hair shaved off. You boasted that you would do so.”
“no…….”
Lyman expressed his doubts by saying, “What?”
Jenny is a woman who does what she says she will do. Lyman knew this because he had experienced it the first time he met her.
So Jenny failed to achieve something?
“Radon, was he capable enough to survive an encounter with you? Or were you just letting him off this once because you were afraid of the school rules?”
“No. I definitely pounced on him. And….”
Jenny, who had been hesitating, finally confessed.
“I lost.”
“Then that’s right. You lost… what?”
Lyman tilted his head as if to ask if today was April Fool’s Day.
Jenny told Lyman everything that had happened at the lake that day, and Lyman was dumbfounded by the shocking and absurd facts.
I came to my senses only after the wind blew and leaves fell on my head.
“Haha, you’ve been lying a lot since you got involved with Radon. I refuse to lie to you.”
“I’m not joking. Why would I lie? If you don’t believe me, ask Professor Stella. That guy Radon… carried me to the infirmary.”
Jenny was still confused in her head.
Radon is the enemy of the relics. He is the worst of the worst, spreading false news. Even if you shave his head, the professors will consider it.
That damn guy saved me from falling into the lake.
Of course, it is also possible that he was the one who missed it, and that he saved him just to prevent things from getting worse.
Because the professors value the top students in Class A.
So then how did he… develop the strength to break that upper-ranking cadet’s sword?
“He was a completely different person. His attitude and even his strength.”
“Didn’t you gain strength by training with me?”
“No. He said he ran away because he was scared. How could he run away when he had the power to knock me down?”
“under….”
The more Lyman thought about it, the more complicated his mind became. If Jenny’s words were true, then what had been Radon’s behavior all along?
“If word gets out that you lost to that guy, the whole school will be in an uproar. The professors in particular will be furious.”
“That won’t happen. There were no witnesses, so it will all be taken as a lie.”
There is no way it will spread by rumor, because if it has to do with radon, it is very likely to be heard as fiction.
That guy was a conman, so he was the only one who got lucky.
“I want to shake the thought of that guy out of my head. Even when I swing my sword, it doesn’t leave. It feels like everything I’ve relied on is being denied.”
The guy I thought was a C class student in broad daylight had the strength to break my own ribs? If he had that much strength, he hid it on purpose?
There were only elements that could not be forgotten even if one wanted to forget them.
“I want to forget as much as possible… Is that what you mean?”
He is the culprit who destroyed not only the ribs but also the relics. It is not something that can be easily forgotten as the saying goes.
“If it’s really hard, I’ll help you.”
Lyman picks up a branch that has fallen on the ground. He checks to see if it swings well and looks satisfied.
“Honestly, I’m also a bit confused, Jenny. You won’t be able to pass the practical exam this month in your current condition.”
“… … .”
“So, how about forgetting about it for a while? If you’re having a hard time alone, I can match the rhythm of your sword.”
Lyman was seen aiming a branch this way.
Come to think of it, Lyman was always the guy who trained with things like that. Compared to him, what’s a fishing rod?
“thank you.”
Thanks to that, I was able to forget a little bit.
A blue aura wrapped around the wooden sword. Lyman smiled upon seeing it.
A crashing sound spread through the middle of the forest.
Jenny’s cold hands regained their warmth.
Surviving as an Academy Fraudster
