Sword Master, Becomes a failed student

‘No, stay with me. ’

The Lumian shakes his head.

My eyes were dazed with dreamy breasts like freshly baked bread, but my current lumen was different.

Since I became a lumen, so since I had a penis, this has been the biggest crisis.

No matter how great a woman may look.

Even though he had a tendency to value his body more than his face, it was not important now.

He takes a big breath once and speaks in a strong tone.

“Tell them to come out. ”

“Why? Why are you suddenly acting like this? ”

“I'm here because I have something to say to you fairly, not as a courtesy. ”

“What are you gonna say? ”

“Yes, you will. ”

The Lumians quit their pride.

As I spoke, I looked at my face more inevitably than at my chest, and I could feel my mind gradually returning.

Along with him, the fury in his heart boils hot.

The Lumian takes off his robe and mask and throws it away.

The eyes of the girl with big breasts opened wide.

“I am Lumian Kalad. ”

“ · · · · · ·! ”

“I've been told you're spreading crazy rumors here, and now · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

“Gaaaah, Lumian Khalard! I'm a fan!”

A girl holding a Roman girl before she even finished speaking.

The Lumian smiles dazed.

The smoothness of the chest felt on top of the clothes, and the reaction was completely different than expected. I couldn't keep my head straight.

Of course, this was the highest level of skinship in Roman life.

He hardens like a statue.

“What are you doing?! ”

It was Theoro who saved such a lumen.

Unlike usual, he took an active stance and separated the two of them. Then I whispered to the Lumian.

“Come to your senses. ”

“Oh, yeah. ”

“I don't know what she's talking about, but she's probably just trying to move on. Never let it go. We have to get some answers. I won't do it again. ”

“· · · · · · · Yes. ”

The Lumian nods with a firm expression.

Theorro is not used to saying harsh things.

The reason why he said so much was for himself.

‘Yes, it's common sense for the victim to come here, but there's no way he'd react like that. I'm sure you're thinking of boiling it and getting over it. ’

When I thought that, the flame in my mind that had been weakened for a while became even stronger.

No more shaking.

The hard-hearted lumen strongly spoke to the female student.

However, she was much greater than the idea of the Lumen, Theorro, and Boomer.

How absurd she was, a brief conversation.

“Don't be a fan. Tell him to come out here. ”

“I'm the chairman! I can't believe the Lumian came here himself! I've been a fan since the first round of swordsmanship! Would you mind signing that for me? ”

“No, you don't have enough rubbish to gossip about someone who's gay, so why are you selling all this crap? ”

“Dear Lumian, ”

“Well, what the hell. ”

The chairman of the subculture study group took a step forward. The Lumian looks a little surprised.

Now he was exhaling quite strongly.

You cannot wield power against an ordinary woman who has neither grasped the sword nor mastered error. However, he expressed his own complaint because he was so unfair to say anything in a quiet manner.

And yet you approach yourself through it.

I didn't understand it commonly.

How did this happen? ’

His expression was strange.

Chairman approaches like a Cultist, completely seduced by something.

She holds the hand of the Lumian tightly.

And he said with a serious face.

“Homosexuality is not an embarrassment. ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

“A kind of beautiful and virtuous love. You don't have to hide it. ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

“We support the love of Roman and Carl Kroner. I'm serious.”

Theoro and Boomer shake their heads.

The Lumian closes his eyes with deep anger.

What should I start with? ’

There were more than one or two things to ask.

It's none of your business.

even though it's completely different from the truth.

that he or she has suffered enormous mental damage.

Maybe Carl Kroner is just as miserable as he is.

Other thoughts came to my mind.

Should I?

The Lumian was genuinely concerned.

I didn't intend to gloat over other people's tastes.

Whether you like girls or boys, what does that have to do with me?

Rather, I was thankful to him if he liked me. That's how much less competition there is.

But I didn't want to tolerate forcing that kind of taste on myself.

He opens his eyes quietly.

‘One last time. ’

Let's just say that one more time. The Lumian thought.

But he had lived for decades guarding the knights. If there are no opponents, you can't just be violent against the underdog.

“Hey."

The Lumian speaks to the chairman with superhuman patience.

The tone changed back to normal. She looks at the lumen with a loving face, unsure of what went wrong.

He was even angrier, but I endured it for a while.

It was a moment when he tried to speak again with all his heart.

“Lumian!”

Hmph.

Theoro was surprised, and Boomer was surprised.

But the biggest surprise was the lumen.

He turns his head back. I felt a tingling in my neck due to tension.

Then came a man in his eyes.

The one I don't want to see right now.

A man approaching with a smile more terrifying than the Demon King than the elite hordes he had defeated in his past life.

Carl Krone.

“Oh, Carl Krone. ”

“What? Carl Kroner? ”

“What! The Lumian Khalard was here, too? ”

Members of the subculture study group stood out when they heard the commotion outside.

They gazed at the Lumian and Carl Kroner from afar with a unified face. And they started talking amongst themselves.

The parties' feelings, positions, are close to delusional stories that have never been taken into consideration.

The Roman mind was dull and disconnected.

At that moment, Carl Kroner opens his mouth as he approaches.

“I've been looking all day for this place. ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

“Weren't you glad? I came here myself, called Tarazan's greatest talent in history. Of course you're worth it, but at least try to react. ”

However, the reaction did not come from the Lumians.

Instead, elasticity poured out of the mouths of unmindful, nameless, grim girls.

Carl Kroner frowns.

‘What?' they said. ’

Of course, they didn't care very much.

For him now, the realization that just happened was the only thing worth testing.

In other words, only the Lumian Khalard was important.

He laughed and thought about the past few days.

After his rivalry with the Romans at the end of the sword, Carl Kroner truly became the spirit of the sword. He spends more time on the training ground than ever before, polishing his sword.

Nevertheless, I was not tired. It wasn't hard.

Rather, I couldn't help but be surprised at how good my day was.

‘All thanks to the appearance of a great rival. ’

Yes, I couldn't deny it.

His recent growth was due to the Roman Eight Hall.

There was only one fellow prosecutor who chased after his chin, so he was able to get away from his long laziness and abandon his nasty hobbies of enjoying others' gaze.

And as a result, I've invested so much energy into myself.

He stepped into the final stages of his journey to Sword Expert.

‘At the same age as the great knight king! ’

We managed to break through one of the three gateways, the lower passageway!

Thinking back, Carl Kroner smiles again.

‘Of course, there are still two gateways. ’

Stopping, much harder to pierce than the bottom.

And the upper passageway is much thicker, and you have to be prepared to be an idiot just by trying.

You cannot reach the pass of Sword Expert until you've breached it. It is also impossible to pull out the sword even though it is incomplete.

But he's only 15 years old now.

Within a year, they break through the intermittent corridor, and within two years, they break through the upper corridor.

Thus, at the age of 17, Jennas' knight Philip III enters the throne of Sword Expert.

That was Carl Kroner's new target.

‘I can do it! ’

Perhaps if an ordinary student had thought of this, and had said such ambitions around him, he would have been severely beaten.

But Carl Kroner, he's different.

If he's going through all of Tarazan Academy's records,

With a great facemaker named Lumian Kalad.

He thought he could make his dreams come true.

“Take it.”

Whee!

Tak!

Carl Kroner throws his sword at the Lumen.

It was a tournament sword, not a wooden sword used in class.

After accepting this, the Lumian looks at Carl Kroner with a blank expression.

“I'm in a hurry to wait for a big stage like swordsmanship. ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

“And I wanted to show you first. My performance.”

The meaning of Carl Kroner makes the girls around him chatter again.

However, the Lumian no longer made an unpleasant face.

You look silently at the sword Carl Kroner gave you.

However, it looked very creepy.

It's like the ice field is touching my spine and my neck. Carl Kroner looks flawed, grinning and posturing.

“It's not worth it. You're the only one who can keep up with my growth phase. ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

“Be careful. I am not the finalist I am now. ”

Scary to the end, Carl Kroner's sword begins to glow blue.

Whoo-hoo!

“No!”

“Freak! ”

Theoro and Boomer were startled.

Carl Kroner showed me that much.

The flame flows out of the surface of the sword, but does not reach the incomplete error sword.

However, the color is much darker than the surface enhancement due to error. It was okay even if it was just before going to the sword.

“Lumian Kalad, pick up your sword. A battle we never had then. Let's pay for it here. ”

Carl Kroner confidently said.

I could feel the blood boiling as well.

The frostbite coming out of his body didn't look as hard as I showed you when he won the swordsmanship, but it looked sharper and more dangerous.

So it was more fun and thrilling.

He shouts out loud again.

“Come! Judge! ”

“· · · · · · · Yes. Let's finish this.”

Lumian Khalard raises his sword.

Still expressionless, the cold blowing face.

However, there was unspeakably hot blood under the skin, and the boiling anger was flowing.

He thrashes fiercely.

“Huh, huh? ”

“What the hell!”

But the direction of the charge was strange.

He doesn't run toward Carl Kroner. Instead, I stood in front of one of the beautiful statues, which was lined up in front of the subculture research community building.

And he swings his sword like an electric quartz.

Shyaaak!

Bloop, oop, oop!

A statue that collapses to the ground along a slanted rainstorm.

Everyone looked dazed. But the Lumians didn't stop.

To drown his rage, one statue was lacking.

Shhh!

Kuang!

Spit!

Boom!

Shyaaak!

Glug, glug, cough!

The face of the chairman, who was watching the statues keep crumbling, faded white.

She is overwhelmed by the ferocity of the lumen and the horror of the sight.

But there were others who were even more surprised than she was.

who thought the Lumen was equal to himself, or a little lower.

Carl Krone.

‘For that short period of time, you went above me?' ’