The Golden Sun of the Academy

Chapter 67

First Footsteps (5)

“Let’s get some rest and then go. It’s so hard I can’t breathe… … .”

Kanghyuk lay on the floor and gasped for a while. After a while, I could barely catch my breath. Lying face down on the floor, he barely flicks his fingertips. The rough rise and fall of his chest showed that Kang Hyuk was alive.

[I’m really going to turn around… … . Yes, it’s the first day of training. Things like that happen, too.]

Did you pour too much magic into Yeriel?

I have a headache. The hazyness that came along with the headache mocks me. I wonder if the potion drug that rich people enjoy is like this. A haze was added to the uneasiness in my heart, and a dizziness crept in.

[It’s not to the extent that I’m satisfied, but still… … . It wasn’t bad.]

“I’m glad you did.”

Lying on the floor of the training room, it feels like my mind is clearing up a little bit. Yeriel’s voice gently caresses my hair and comforts me.

The uneasiness that had subtly raised her head was completely dispelled by the warmth of her voice.

My mind was already clear, but I lay down a little longer. Because I wanted to feel the warmth in her voice.

[…] … .]

“… … .”

A silence settles between us.

how long was that Five or ten minutes? one hour? I don’t know because I didn’t check my watch.

[…] … Are you slowly getting up now? Do you know you’re sober?]

The quiet atmosphere was broken by Yeriel.

At Yeriel’s words, I rolled my eyes toward the scabbard, and sat up.

“Okay, let’s go now. I don’t think I can do more.”

The moment you stand up on the ground with your trembling arms.

I felt the warmth between my eyes and inside my nose. For a moment, I could feel the liquid flowing down the lining of my nose.

-Tuduk… … Took.

Red spots appeared on the bottom of the green matrix.

[hey! You nose, nosebleed!]

“uh… … ?”

He raised his hand and swept the itchy skin under his nose, leaving long red bloodstains on his hand. There was a thick fishy smell in my nose.

I didn’t like this fishy smell. It was because this scent was mixed with the smell of the sights imprinted like childhood.

“this… … Seed.”

I hurriedly pulled out a tissue from the corner of the training room, blew my nose a few times, and plugged it. On the floor, white tissue papers stained with blood were clumped together and scattered in a distracting way.

[Isn’t it too much today? Was it that hard?]

“No, it’s worth it. And I don’t have enough talent, so I have to work hard like this.”

I heard Yeri’s voice in my head. She was right. The physical abuse was the same as usual, but it was the first time that mana had been squeezed to such an extent.

News of Awakeners dying of magical exhaustion during dungeon exploration was occasionally heard on the news, but today it was not an exaggeration at all.

Even when I woke up Yeriel for the first time yesterday, I didn’t consume this much magic.

It’s still the second time, so it seems that I haven’t caught on yet.

I got goose bumps and shudders at the same time when I thought of Yeriel, who was dissatisfied even after squeezing it out to the point of spilling a nosebleed.

The goosebumps that come from the awareness of life that you will die if you do something wrong. And it was a thrill based on the imagination of how strong he could become if he possessed magical powers and swordsmanship enough to satisfy Yeriel.

It’s such a long way, so I should dismiss it as a delusion, not an imagination yet, but it must be a dream that I can reach someday.

Taking care of herself, she took out several tissues, wiped the floor, and threw the clumps of tissues into the trash. After tidying up the training room, I took Yeriel out and went into the bathroom on the other side of the hallway.

The dried blood on his hands and face pulled his skin and made him feel uncomfortable. I went straight to the sink and started wiping the blood from my hands and face.

After wiping off the blood with a few coats of substance and soap, I rinsed my face and looked up to see if it was well cleaned.

“Did you overdo it?”

[Yes, it must have been difficult yesterday, but don’t overdo it. Then hurt yourself?]

Inside the mirror, the blood was wiped away, but I was there with a blank face. In the mirror, I had dark circles and pale skin.

How the hell did you suck mana?

I secretly glared at Yeriel, who was tied around her waist, but she didn’t answer as if she was doing something else.

When I came out of the bathroom, the closing time of the training ground gradually approached and the lights in the hallway slowly started to go out.

The lights went out in the hallway and darkness fell.

As I was about to pass by casually, there was a light that caught my eye.

A thin ray of light is drawn in the dark hallway.

Under the dark night sky, like a moth attracted to the light of a street lamp, I felt drawn towards the light.

It wasn’t even that strong of a light. However, because the surroundings were dark, the light was emphasized more. It wasn’t until I got closer that I could see why these lights were there. The door to the training room where the golden sun entered didn’t close completely, so it was the light leaking from inside.

At first I tried to just ignore it, but a thought crossed my mind. Wouldn’t it be different if it was the training method of Taeyang Geum, who is said to be a swordsman genius? Could I get something out of this?

[hey… … . Hyuk, let’s go quickly. What are you doing?]

“… … wait for a sec. It really only takes a moment.”

Yeriel questioned me. But I couldn’t stop here. When I came to my senses, I put my face through the crack in the door where the light leaked out.

Golden Sun closes his eyes and swings his sword.

In short, that was it. It was an action that could be condensed into a single sentence… … .

Now, as I was slowly advancing as a prosecutor, I felt a strong blow to the back of my head.

It was because the meaning contained in the sword was a little glimpsed.

At first, the guy’s sword showed a swaying figure. As if he had lost his mind, his ends were trembling, and he was longing for something.

I don’t know what kind of thing he longs for strongly, but I could feel that his yearning was never light.

Golden Sun is no different. He’s just a little faster than other people, he’s someone who thinks together and strives for something. The moment I thought about it and tried to remove my face.

In an instant, the guy’s sword changed.

I doubted my eyes.

It wasn’t simply that his sword had physically changed.

It was because he had witnessed a strange phenomenon in his sword. It’s a sword mine, so I can pull it out, so it wasn’t such a fuss. but… … . Watching the magic materialize and rise slowly gave me goosebumps.

[…] … oh my god.]

Yeriel, who was watching together, heard a frightened voice.

The light emitted from the sword gradually subsides and begins to shimmer like flames. It was unreasonable to say that the swordsmanship in his hand belonged to a single student.

I remembered what Taeyang Geum had said to Seokjun Lee.

‘Talent.’

Is talent really that important?

I thought I could overcome anything with hard work.

I imagined that all that was left was to gather my heart and move forward. Less than 30 minutes had passed since I imagined a bright future ahead.

however… … .

The moment he saw Golden Sun’s sword, those thoughts completely disappeared. As soon as he grabbed the black persimmon that he slowly wielded, it swept through the air with a dazzling sword.

What his sword cut through was not empty space, but my hope.

I shouldn’t have seen this.

My head tried to interpret the guy’s sword, but I couldn’t help it. I get a headache because of the swordsmanship I don’t understand. I forgot to even blink my eyelids and it stings my eyes.

[…] … .]

It seems that Yeriel is also quietly looking around the room with her breath held.

Why do I have no talent?

If I had fallen into such anguish that my sword would shake, would I have attained enlightenment so quickly?

The conclusion that I thought about was ‘impossible’.

Why is it that Taeyang Geum has such a talent and I don’t? I was so envious.

I wanted to have a brilliant and splendid talent like swordsmanship and swordsmanship in his hands.

How long will it take me to get to that level? Considering the difference in talent between Taeyang Geum and mine, how much more effort do I need to put in?

I felt like I was going crazy wanting to be as talented as Taeyang Geum.

And then… … .

I was terrified for a moment. What if she’s comparing me to the golden sun? I suddenly had a thought.

They say that Yeriel chose me, but it’s been a while since we met. In addition, she can be interested in the swordsmanship of the golden sun as much as she has an ego sword.

no It can’t be. Yeriel said it was only for me.

I forcibly take my eyes off my eyes and try to turn around.

[hey… … . Hyuk. Let’s see a little more.]

That word from Yeriel, who grabbed my ankle as I turned around, pierced my heart like a dagger.

Apparently, at first, she said let’s go quickly, but now she asks to see more in reverse.

The feeling of falling in midair invaded the whole body.

I forcibly opened my mouth that wouldn’t come out while begging me not to.

My heart is tight and I can’t breathe. I managed to gather the air in my lungs and let out an answer.

“… … why?”

Did she notice something strange in my voice? Could it be that my feelings were caught? My vision kept shaking, so when I looked down, I saw that my legs were shaking without realizing it.

[uh?! uh… … . If you look at it, I think it will help you… … .]

It was only then that I was relieved by Yeriel’s tone of answering casually. You just wanted to be of some help to me.

But I couldn’t look any longer.

“No, there is nothing urgent… … . I’m in a bit of a bad mood.”

[okay… … ? Then there is nothing you can do.]

It was a vague answer.

Fortunately, Yeriel agrees with me. There was relief in her voice somewhere.

ah… … . okay. Then it is. I hope she can’t take a second look.

Only then did I feel safe.

I was able to straighten my shaky legs and return to the dormitory with Yeriel.

* * *

Kanghyuk and Yeriel left, and I scratched my head in front of the empty training room. A hand plucked out a few strands of dark-rooted blonde hair.

When the hell did they go? I thought that if it was Kanghyuk, he would definitely stay until closing time.

“student! It’s closing time now!”

“yes. all right.”

I trudged outside at the voice of a working college student calling from behind. Maybe it was a good thing. There is no answer if you try to unravel the awkward relationship with Kanghyuk by force and get twisted wrong.

I took out my smartphone, checked the schedule for the next team match, and came out. The corner of my mouth went up for no reason at the realization I gained today. I don’t even know if I’m immersed in this world before I know it. It feels so refreshing to have gained enlightenment with the sword… … .

I was about to put my smartphone in and go back while blowing a pleasant whistle, but a text mark appeared on the top of the smartphone.

– What are you doing, brother?

It is the sky.