Sword Master, Becomes a failed student

“Carl Kroner's fans. ”

“What? A fan? ”

The Lumian seems to have heard it wrong again. Theoro replied again with a serious expression.

“Yes, fans. ”

“Those are some nasty bitches. It's worse than last year. Ugh. ”

Boomer exclaims, wrapped around his body with his arms.

The sight was even more disgusting, but the Lumian did not point to it.

It was because I was more interested in the current conversation.

“No, what kind of fan is he? Are you a knight king, or are you just a vagabond knight with ten songs? ”

“It's not like that, but at least it's in the Tarazan Academy. No, now that I see it, it's not as bad as it looks. ”

Theoro sighed and said.

It was also a strange thing that had just happened.

Of course, the most bizarre thing was the lumen.

He closes his eyes to recall the master's memory, and then a piece of information about Carl Kroner rises to the surface.

‘Not as handsome as Theo, but quite handsome, and since he started admitting differently from me, he's been known to be the best talent in the Academy ever. · · · · · · ’

This was the limit. Nothing else comes to mind.

Well, the last Rumian in grade couldn't have had any contact with the chief.

For him, Boomer added a little bit of a supplementary explanation.

“He looks a little like you. ”

“Me? Like me? ”

“Uh, I'm not being as open as you, but · · · · · · · · should I say I enjoy looking at myself · · · · · anyway · · · pretending to be rich · · became a habit. Of course, it's the right thing to do. ”

The boomer coughs and spits on the floor.

The judging twists, as if you didn't like the way you usually feel about Carl Kroner.

Theoro continued to speak on his behalf.

“No one can deny what's good. The eldest son of the famous Crone Marquis of the Knights family, and he has never been stripped of the top seat since he entered the school. He also likes to get a little attention, as Boomer said. ”

“He used to play with me to look like he was in front of girls! ”

‘That's why you didn't ask Carl Kroner for help. ’

Tsk, tsk, seeing the talking boomer gushing out of his nose reminds me of what happened before.

The person who is passionate enough to learn to ask for lessons the day after being picked up by him is Boomer.

I wondered why he didn't ask the senior class for a similar request, but there was a reason.

‘But the boomer is pretty good as a maid of honor. ’

The lumen staring at the boomer unfolds their imagination.

Rather than showing off my skills against freckles, I could live with a much bigger, bad-looking boomer that would make me look glamorous and cool.

Carl Kroner knew that, too.

‘He's good. ’

I don't know about sword, but I felt quite connected in terms of image management.

I thought I would learn a lot from watching.

Theoro talks, thinking useless thoughts like this.

“Anyway, be careful. ”

“Oh, okay. I don't want to talk about winning out there. Fans are scary.”

“Fans, watch out for Carl Krone. ”

“Huh?"

“You haven't met him yet. ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

“He's as strong as I am. ”

Suddenly, the atmosphere became serious.

The Lumian fixes his expression and looks at Theorro and Boomer's face.

They're both proud of their skills, but I can't believe they reacted like this.

“Which order? ”

“I don't know. Is it anyone other than the seniors who saw his power? ”

“I heard the seniors are no match for you. ”

“Anyway, Tarazan Academy · · · · · · · · No · Tarazan is definitely the best talent ever. No matter how strong you get, you'll have to be careful. ”

“Hmm.”

Rumien takes Theoro's words seriously.

I could feel it in Theoro's tone, and in Boomer's face. How much they value Carl Kroner.

But...

‘It doesn't make sense for me to worry about his skills. ’

Of course, it will be great.

They're more powerful than two young men of modest promise.

I thought it might be a gift in the Kingdom of Jennas. That was really good.

But the Lumian was the one who raised the knight Philip III himself.

It meant that he had taught the best talent on the continent since childhood.

‘But if you talk too easily, they'll get hurt. ’

The Lumian glances at them.

It was judged that it was not wise to disparage even pride who thought it was superior enough to admit it.

He nods heavily.

“Okay, I'll work hard. ”

“· · · · · · · What should I try the most. ”

Theoro said bitterly. The boomer nods severely.

They were inspired by two talents who were different in their own dimensions.

But they didn't know.

"Work hard," as the Lumian said, does not mean that he will practice swordsmanship to defeat Carl Kroner.

It meant that we would study and practice how to stand out on the stage.

"I will win this swordsmanship and take advantage of Carl Krone's popularity!" ’

The Lumian nods, looking up at the sky.

He nodded as he felt his will.

* * *

Chaen!

Crunch!

“Well done.”

“Damn · · · · · · · · I've had enough this time. ”

Graduate Luke Kelton wrists a sore wrist. The sword he was holding has been flying away for a long time.

He was good enough to get a scholarship, but this battle was his downfall.

Moreover, the opponent is a sophomore who lacks much more experience than himself.

At this point, even more harsh words will spill, but Luke doesn't feel that angry.

I had to.

As long as the opponent is Carl Krone, who broke the Academy's common sense.

“Phew, I'm never going to win before graduation. I should have kicked him right out when I got in. ”

“Haha. It was certainly difficult back then. ”

“At that time? He doesn't even think about you. ”

“Ugh, I'm sorry. ”

“Son of a bitch, if you're sorry, pay for your sins. How can you pretend to be a little surprised and end it? ”

“That's it · · · · · · · · If you hit every one of them one by one, there will be no end. ”

“Let's not talk, talk. ”

“Then, should we fight one more time instead of talking? ”

“I'm sorry. ”

Carl Kroner and Luke Kelton exchanged unshakeable jokes for a while.

The two of them were quite close, but this was also a training ground that was not open to ordinary students.

His fans cannot enter the training ground that is open only to graduates and Carl Kroner who receives special treatment.

There's no place like this for Carl Kroner who always cares about image management.

“Your fans need to see this. ”

“Aigoo, I'm acting differently. ”

“It's definitely different, man. I heard you got all sorts of forms this midterm. The girls in the humanities department are so screwed. ”

“No, if you put it that way. ”

“Tsk, tsk, you're not hanging out with them anyway, so why do you have to live so hard? ”

“Well, it's not that hard. It's just a habit. ”

Carl Kroner smiles and replies.

I had no choice.

I was just born that way. He liked the sword from childhood. And I loved getting people's attention just as much.

Grown-ups with their eyes wide open as they wield their swords, ladies with dazzling faces, and brothers-in-law with furious expressions couldn't be so good.

Each of their reactions gave Carl Kroner a thrill.

Moreover, these days, such tendencies have become stronger, and it has been more enjoyable to be noticed by others than sword.

Unfortunately, there was no one on the sword side to please him.

‘Course, I'm no match for the official knights or professors, but · · · · · ·. ’

It's just that he doesn't have enough error reserves.

I thought if I had a little time, it wouldn't be too difficult to surpass them.

Not to mention my classmates. Every one of them was beneath him.

Theoro Stuttgarn and Boomer Simpson were useful, but not enough to compare them to themselves.

I thought that no one would entertain me with a sword until I joined the Royal Knights or studied in the Knights Kingdom of Zenas.

Until I heard about the Lumian Khalard.

“Oh, by the way, they're doing swordsmanship this semester. ”

“I heard. You said first and second grade? ”

“Yes. You're out, right? Well, there's no way someone as interested as you is getting out. ”

“Haha, it's good to have a reputation for wanting to be a knight. If you look at the knights, your job will be easier. ”

“You can get in without it. ”

“Haha, that's true. I got a little more questions than that this time. ”

“Oh, the one who shared first place with you? Is it rumien? ”

“Yes. Last year it was the last one with a reputation, which is amazing. ”

Carl Kroner smiles.

Some children heard about the midterm assessment.

Theoro and Boomer have improved tremendously. It used to be strong, but it seems to have grown a lot more than last year.

But there is someone who has shown more ridiculous growth than either of them.

‘How much stronger is Lumian Kalad · · · · · · · · after all this noise? ’

His face hardened.

I still had a smile on my mouth, but I even felt a little scary because my eyes were not smiling.

‘It doesn't matter.’

“Let's go again, sunbae. ”

“Ugh, just a little more rest. ”

“Hey, there's only a few swordsmiths left. Help me, quick. ”

“Dude, what are you worried about in the first and second grade competition? · · · · · · ·. ”

He rebuilt his grumbling look by forcing Luke Kelton.

Yeah, well, midterm isn't enough.

Only one winner, who can't be crowned co-winner, is the perfect stage to impress his majesty.

As you lift your blade, you think of Carl Kroner.

‘Looks like it's time to show the gap again. ’

Distribution of interest was not what he wanted.

When he has finished his thought, he swings his sword vigorously.

* * *

At that moment, Lumian Kalad was startled by the book he received from Boomer Simpson.

“Oh no, what is this! ”

Chop, chop!

I threw the book away without knowing how surprised I was.

He takes a deep breath and speaks to himself.

“No, what is this? What is this?”

The cover was unusual.

A picture that surpasses what he had in mind and cannot be expressed in the words "superior."

Even added content.

The lumen on Sword Expert felt dizzy for a while, so I'm done talking.

He shakes his head vigorously and mutters.

“Boomer, you perverted dog, how can you see this? Phew. ”

But unlike what he said, the Lumian slowly walked towards the thrown book.

Then I picked it up and went back to bed.

‘Let's see · · · · · · · · · just throw it away, though? ’

That night, the Lumen could not sleep.

The professor looks satisfied to see him come out for class with his bloodshot eyes.

‘I guess you've been up all night playing. ’

Unlike Tania Eloise, it was not a bad misunderstanding.