Academy Ankle Reaper

80. Master’s Dregs

This is the first time that Adolphe Rohan has been beaten like this since he became a Master since he was beaten by the Empire’s newbie Master 20 years ago.

It is true that I was careless.

It was because the opponents who always appeared in front of him were weaker than himself after he reached the level of Master.

It’s a yawning world where everyone you see is weak, but it’s not too bad.

Being the strongest person means being able to reign over everyone.

Even now, the Sword Saint did not feel anything from Atlas standing in front of him.

He has a bit of a temper, but that’s about it.

He appeared in front of me with a rare sword made of adamantium without any sign and grabbed his sword, but that was about it.

He felt nothing more than that.

When I think about it now, I think it was like that when I faced the ‘Imperial First Sword’ on the battlefield.

Even though I was beaten like that, the Sword Saint didn’t acknowledge it.

The fact that the small academy student in front of you could be the same level as you… Or even more.

I didn’t even want to assume.

He knew that the blue guys had reached the stage he had barely reached after passing 60, 40 degrees ago.

He knew that the things he could have taken for granted weren’t going well.

The swordsman gritted his teeth and raised his sword again.

He is a swordsman himself.

There’s no way that bright blue young guy could be stronger than himself.

“I admit I was caught off guard… But I won’t be anymore. Let me tell you the difference.”

“You were beaten like that before, but you still want to stick with swordsmanship without Aura Blade? I am fine.”

Atlas’ leisurely appearance made the swordsman angry.

Even with the Master in front of him, Atlas is at ease as if it were nothing.

Experts are spewing terrifying killing blows, but they aren’t even doing any damage.

The swordsman raised his sword again and ran out.

I still don’t understand what the odd moves Atlas does from time to time, but I’m not sure if I’ll stay still.

The Sword Saint’s power is working normally.

An invisible force is weighing down Atlas.

Atlas looks relaxed, but it’s all pretentious.

He judged that it was difficult to move even one step, and ran out.

After seeing the sword castle, Atlas finally drew his sword properly.

The swordsman thought that even if he could not stand, he could move, rather than stand still.

And shortly thereafter, the applied force missed him as Atlas vanished from his sight.

“Ooh?!”

Atlas, who thought he had disappeared, appeared right in front of the sword castle.

I barely avoided the sharp thrust of the black, dark-colored longsword.

The onslaught of Atlas started again from there.

A battle passed by that even the experts couldn’t see properly.

Aiming for gaps and stabbing each other at breakneck speed, the swordsman suffered from Atlas’ attack poking at an unexpected place under his field of vision.

Then, the moment the cross guards engaged with each other, the swordsman challenged Atlas in a strength contest.

When it comes to power competitions, Atlas, who is short in height, has a low center of gravity, so he is always at a disadvantage.

I didn’t intend to show off my guts against the master, unless it was an opponent who was inferior in number.

Atlas ‘stepped on the air’ as soon as the Sword Saint challenged him for a power contest.

The swordsman couldn’t believe the scene unfolding before his eyes.

It was because Atlas floated in the air.

It feels different from floating magic.

‘This… Thing…?!’

There are any number of magics that produce similar results.

However, magic always leaves traces of magic.

I didn’t feel any magic power when Atlas stepped on the air.

And Adolf, the master, also knew what that meant.

“It can’t be!! What tricks are you using!!”

The swordsman tried to suppress Atlas by activating his power once more.

The decorations on the Sword Master’s sword, which was in contact with Atlas’ sword, began to glow.

Looking at the shiny decorations, Atlas clicked his tongue.

“It’s pitiful…!”

Once again, the swordsman’s power pierced the air.

And Atlas’ voice came from behind the sword castle.

-Suddenly!

“How big?!”

His side was cut.

I didn’t make any deep cuts.

Because the clothes he was wearing were treated with various magics, and he was even wearing chain mail underneath.

But if he hadn’t taken that defense, his guts would have already popped out.

“You.. How did you cut this without using an aura blade..!”

“You know that best, don’t you?”

I prepared a defense that could even block the expert’s aura blade, but it was shocking that Atlas pierced the chain mail without even using the aura blade.

Fragments of various information are drawn into one conclusion.

A bizarre movement he doesn’t understand, swordsmanship skills similar to or better than his master’s, and… Even though he’s at least expert, he doesn’t use the aura blade…

With the conclusion that Atlas is also a ‘master’.

“It can’t be… No it doesn’t matter!! No matter what you become!!!”

The swordsman stepped back and raised his sword toward the sky.

A sharp noise echoed from the blade and began to radiate an aura.

“It’s enough to crush everything!!!”

A torrent of aura emanating from the sword spewed wildly toward the sky, breaking the ceiling and soaring up without knowing how high the sky was.

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Debris from the ceiling fell everywhere, but fortunately it wasn’t underground this time.

After removing a few fragments, I could see the sky through the open ceiling.

‘I thought how amazing it was to hold a title like a swordsman… I just lost to the captain.’

He was a person who died shortly after starting the original work, so he didn’t expect much, but it was lower than he imagined.

Maybe it was stronger in the past.

“You are broken.”

“What are you talking about…!!”

I wonder if my heart was broken after being defeated by the captain, and I even felt sympathy as I looked at the remnants of being a Master crawling on the ground miserably.

Even when I saw the torrent of power that seemed to swallow anything, I couldn’t think of anything.

Experts’ legs seemed to tremble just by looking at it, but to the Master, it was just a herbivore inflating its body to threaten its natural enemies.

It seemed that he was pursuing a flashy appearance to hide his weak nature.

“Hey Grandpa… Every master has his or her own ‘law’. Try it. Why is it now ‘I can’t use it?'”

“You must have known that, but you must have tasted it many times already.. You don’t even notice it..”

“That’s the gravitational magic that’s manifested from your sword. Is that just what you call a master’s law?”

The Sword Saint’s face turned red.

You must have hit the spot.

The technique that makes my body heavy that the Sword Master has used many times is magic.

A magic that strengthens the gravity of the designated space.. It was not even used by itself, but by the power of an artifact.

At first glance, you might think of the captain flying around on a sword, but it’s also thanks to the flying magic artifact, the flapping cloak on his back.

From the time we faced each other, I had doubts.

It wasn’t once or twice that I faced Master, so it didn’t make sense that he was so relaxed.

It is normal to fight each other while sweating, adding to the physical ability and combat sense that are different from the expert, and the law of one’s own hands obtained while rising to the level of a master.

Fighting swordsmen with swords was strangely peaceful.

“You… You are no longer a Master.”

Yeah.. I felt like I was dealing with an expert.

“I’m not a Master..? I’ve never been a Master, so I don’t know what kind of level a Master is! Look, this is Master’s Aura Blade..!!”

The swordsman emphasized his aura blade raised above his head.

It’s definitely an aura blade with tremendous output.

If you hit it like that, it’s powerful enough to easily capture a castle.

“That’s not Master’s Aura Blade. The imagery is not evenly refined, so it must be impossible to control it. Even an expert can boast of such strength.”

The Sword Master’s expression changed with each word.

Every single word I uttered was a dagger that pierced the Sword Saint’s chest.

“Unfortunately… After being defeated, your heart was completely broken.”

This is the first time I have seen such a case.

In order to rise to the level of a master, you need a tremendous ego.

The Master, who is a level that can only be reached by having a strong ego that can be said to be correct even if not all of this world, has his heart broken, and as a result, some of the Master’s abilities have been lost…

It is a content that would make scholars faint when they hear it.

“You thought you couldn’t win on your own… I’d try to win with the help of someone other than myself…”

“No… You don’t know what to do..!!”

The swordsman struck down the aura blade.

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The Aura Blade, which has the power to shatter the entire castle wall, was struck with a fierce sound.

“It may not be the direction you want, but it will leave your name in history. You are the first master to lose the status of a master.”

As I watched the scene, I tightened my sword.

If you want to avoid it, you can evade it with a single tap, but you can’t do that now.

There was also a river behind him… You have to tell the truth to the swordsman who can’t admit that he is no longer the master.

We need to remind him of what he forgot.

“You seem to have forgotten it already, so I will show you again. This is the Master’s Aura Blade that has reached its pinnacle.”

A white flash emanated from Squite.