BJ Swordmaster

I know you feel sorry for me.

That's all Henry knew about Russo.

Russo, the chief instructor, was a simple person who always brought up what he had to say and only did what he had to do.

Russo was the closest person to chivalry in this academy.

"If you're really trying to teach me, I'm glad...… No, it's not. That's not good enough.’

Realization flashed in my head.

He recalled the situation he was in and remembered what was most important.

Now Henry himself should not have been taught by chief instructor Russo.

'But then we can't do the broadcast properly. I'm in trouble.'

Thanks to whoever Henry is in this situation right now.

Russo, the only senior instructor at the Academy who watched Henry?

Family members who desperately want to succeed even from far away?

It wasn't like that.

Wizards who don't even know the face right now.

Those who are enjoying watching Henry's reaction now are the reason Henry can handle Mana.

Now Henry was in a position to continue broadcasting and purchase beads of talent with the sponsored "money."

Of course, the process of being taught by Russo would not be an appropriate scene to elicit sponsorship.

"Of course, I'm sure it's the Wizard who got me started on this show."

Henry could have expected that much.

Not all wizards are the same.

It was clear that the wizard controlling the broadcast itself would be different from these "viewers."

"Wizards."

Henry came to a conclusion. This was not a self-solving problem.

"I shouldn't be your pupil. Then we won't be able to do the broadcast like we do now."

[That's true.]

But do you really recognize everything you say? You think it's weird?

[The level of artificial intelligence is too high.

"I don't dare to judge the device you've hung on me, but I'm sure you'll recognize it. You did the same, Pike."

Pike, who met in Mana's seniority room, was like that's what happened.

What if the sorcerer's device, or the device hung by the cannabis individual, was absolute?

In the first place, it would have been possible not to show any interest in Henry.

But Henry guessed that all these wizards could do was keep the instructors from understanding the concept of "broadcasting."

Eventually, Henry was forced to reject Russo's soon-to-be offer.

"What can I say to the instructor to refuse without displeasing him?….”

A situation I've never even imagined in the first place.

He was more confident than anyone in creating his own image, but in this case, it was hard for Henry to judge how to deal with it.

But unfortunately.

Henry didn't have much time to agonize.

"Oh, my God, you're here."

The sound of the visitor filled the mist.

Fortunately, the sound inside was not flowing outside, so Henry was able to broadcast freely.

And Henry's embarrassment, chief instructor Russo took it in a slightly different way.

You must have been uncomfortable.’

It's like a trainer's personal training.

For Henry, who was despised by everyone, it would have been burdensome to use.

"I hope I didn't interrupt the moment.”

Russo sincerely apologized.

From the perspective of a knight, I knew how valuable it was to get "realization".

Even if Henry hadn't reached that stage, it was worrisome considering his recent rapid enlightenment of talent.

"Not at all."

"I'm glad to hear that. First of all, congratulations. You were right in your decision not to bend your choice. I wouldn't have enjoyed this moment if I had followed my clumsy advice.”

"I'm always grateful."

"I don't want to waste time, so let's get straight to the point."

Gulp. Henry swallowed.

From today on, we are free to use this smoke pad anytime. I'm ashamed to say as an instructor, but I haven't done personal training in recent years. It's practically an empty space."

It was simply an unconventional suggestion.

Freely use the trainer's mists!

But before the shock went away, Russo brought up another word.

"And as the dean said, every talented student must be given a chance. Even if it's a little late then.”

Henry was on edge.

I thought I knew what was going to come out after that.

"I'm so sorry, instructor, but I...….”

"Don't cut me off, Henry Camilton. Unfortunately, you missed the last test of the year. But you know, there's still a chance.”

"……Yes."

"Also, it would be unacceptable as an instructor to leak the test content, right?"

"That's right."

"But it's a tough one. As I said a while ago, the dean told us to give talented students a chance.”

[No, wait a minute.

I don't think you want to be a student.[Laughing]

[No way]

I could see the viewers laughing. They seemed to have noticed what Russo wanted to say.

In fact, it was the same for Henry.

"When the two principles conflict, I believe that it is up to my discretion as a senior instructor."

“…….”

"Of course I'm not saying I'll let you know. It's just that. If I were Henry in your shoes, I would have trained this way."

Chief Instructor Russo.

Unexpectedly, he was now trying to inform Henry of the main evaluation items for the next test.

***

"I don't know if it's okay."

Russo muttered as he looked into the air.

It's certainly good to know Henry's talent.

It's unusual for efforts to be rewarded, and I thought Russo would hold the sword again as evidence for Henry.

"But what I spilled on the test, hmm.

I felt complicated for no reason.

There's no point in regretting it.

It's just a verification.

It was a process of reflecting on whether what he had done was right.

"It was the right thing to do for an article. It's not something to be proud of as an academy instructor."

But now Russo's feeling, it wasn't bad.

He recalled the faces of those who were denigrating Henry Camilton's efforts, and recalled the faces of the dean who was complaining that he wanted to leave on his own.

The owner of this academy was a man who risked his life solely on performance.

I wonder what you're gonna say after seeing Henry.’

You may build up your pride.

Performance is important, but I'd rather protect my pride if it was a clumsy achievement.

But didn't Russo check it out a little while ago?

Henry's 'talent' is, by no means, ordinary.

'I can't believe you've put that gemstone in the mud.’

Russo laughed. That thought was also for myself.

I felt sorry for them, and I was angry at those who ridiculed me. But that's all Russo did.

I didn't do anything either.’

I was just watching.

Henry alone, struggling to survive.

To my shame, Henry seemed to appreciate the fact.

'How dare you think of teaching a subject like that.'

Just a moment ago, when I brought it up to Henry.

Henry cut Russo off and tried to ask for some understanding. That's, Russo knew. I didn't want to say it because I was afraid to hear it.

I can't be taught.

Henry's point of view revealed such feelings.

"That's all I can do."

Giving a little help, albeit belatedly.

And taking no credit for the fact.

That's what Russo told Alex, "What to do as an instructor."

Just in case.

If Henry asks for help first, the story will be different.

***

The academy was dark after sunset.

There was light from time to time, but basically the lights of the academy were mostly made up of magic and so on.

If there is no one who uses it, the light does not turn on.

But chief instructor Russo's smoke mill was still sprinkling bright light like daylight.

In it, Henry Camilton was explaining to viewers what had just happened.

"You didn't tell me directly. If it is known outside world...…and frankly, it's not a good response."

Russo presented Henry with the 'direction of training'.

Like, you can put some weight on a particular training, and you can put it back a little bit.

So it was, in fact, like a lecture on tweezers.

That's what you told me.[Laughing]

[Then I'll be ready as you tell me?]]

Isn't that too cheap?[Laughing]

Henry's face turned red. Russo, who was suggesting the direction of training to himself earlier, also had this face. Both of them talked and listened and looked at the ceiling and the floor.

But the reasons were a little different.

Russo was ashamed of his actions.

Henry was worried that this might be revealed to the outside world.

It's been a long time since I let go of my pride.’

Henry has only one motive left.

No matter what you go through, you have to be a knight, so you have to inherit your family.

"Other trainees would have been able to perform in the way you recommended. But I'm a little different."

Henry himself had no talent for Mana, and Russo's offered course was not the kind of course he could follow by knowing how.

Fortunately, it was possible to build a mana through "subscribe," but the only other part is Henry's current place where he has to use [the beads of talent].

[Then knowing didn't make it work.

You can't eat it even if I give it to you now?]

[It's such a waste]

You didn't mean to do that, did you? I know what's going on with you.

"That's not the kind of person Russo is. He's the only one I've trusted and followed in this academy. There were only two people, including the instructor, who gave me serious advice on my career path other than the article."

[Who's the one?]]

"This is Alex instructor. Maybe I'd change my mind if I hadn't seen the wizards."

At Russo's moor, Henry Camilton was talking to viewers.

This was a huge event for Henry.

It was even more shocking for a trainee to be able to use the chief instructor's personal smoke field at will than he could feel Mana.

[He must have been a real helper]

Are you going to continue your training here?]

"Yes, I can't refuse your favor. And if you're training here, you can expect better results."

The name is the space of the instructor.

The facilities were different from those for ordinary students, especially those in Class C or below.

The mana here was comparable to Mana's Senior Office, and the tools placed together were the best.

In particular, there were several practical weapons, including a true sword.

[It's not just a knight who uses a sword]

[Honestly, Lance looks better than a sword]

[But why are you learning with a sword?]

Isn't this a different worldview?]

Wizards know more than I thought.

The conversation of the wizards in the chat room was something Henry had learned earlier.

The knight's weapon is not everything.

Some of them used spears to suit their tastes, even weapons such as axes.

Choosing the right weapon for one's hands was the first step in training without any skills.

"But the most commonly used weapon is the sword. If you look at it now...….”

Sneakly.

Henry picked up a long-sword of moderate length.

I focused my mind.

Mana drove all over the body. Soon after, on his arm, he began to be put on the sword.

A dangerously shaky energy stretched out from the tip of the sword.

"That's why the most knights use swords."

BJ Swordmaster

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