BJ Swordmaster

From the beginning of the establishment of the Royal Ballaran Academy, exams here have been open to everyone.

The reason was simple.

To ensure fairness.

It was to prevent the favor of a particular educator and to benefit from it.

Of course, it was only the members of the Academy who could get permission to be observers.

From instructors to trainees.

As long as they were here, anyone could watch the process of taking the test.

But now.

Henry Camilton had only enough observers to count to ten.

'Of course. You won't be looking forward to it.’

One test tube.

Russo and Alex were in the front, and there were two trainees watching with their jaws folded as if it was an interesting sight.

Perhaps Bain Timothy would have changed the story a little, but now even his followers have left for the meeting.

"Henry Camilton."

"Yes."

"There is only one condition for class F to be promoted. Mana will be available."

"I've learned."

"Then let's get started."

The examiner said with a tired face.

It was an insincere voice and attitude.

I wasn't even looking at Henry's face when he was taking the test.

But right after that.

"…… hmm?"

As it happened, the tester kept his eyes wide open as if unexpected.

Don't flow like a fog from Henry's whole body.

It means you know how to [circulate].

But that's it for the examiner's admiration.

It was Henry, and it was just as strange as it was, but it wasn't much of a deal.

The examiner wrote something down on the evaluation sheet with a careless hand gesture again.

"I'm sure you're Manaro. Well, congratulations. I'll put you in class E."

"I still have something to show you."

"…remaining?"

The gaze returned to Henry.

This time, he seemed to be interested.

Like this.

Putting down the pen, the examiner put his chin down.

"Okay, let's do it. The qualifications for being in class D are as follows: Proficiency in [maintenance] and [focus] will exceed a certain level."

In fact, it was not until this point that it was a "real" test.

It was true for the first and second graders.

But the opponent was Henry Camilton, and that's why the examiner's interest caught in his eyes was so.

And

"Ho-ho."

Henry did not betray that expectation.

The attitude of the examiner has changed.

He pulled his upper body back as if he was not interested, and his right hand, which was roughly placed on the desk, was sweeping his chin.

Now Henry had gone from [maintenance] to [focus].

After watching for a while more, the tester raised his hand.

"Stop. Enough is enough."

"Yes."

"Mana's operation is as neat as ever. The loss rate is extremely low. From what I hear...…I heard you couldn't handle Mana until the last exam. Is that right?"

"I used to feel it. I just couldn't find a way to use it."

"I used to feel it.”

Of course it was a lie.

Henry had no idea what Mana was.

However, with Russo, the chief instructor, as his teacher, he had to make excuses from now on to say that he had been grooming himself.

"Anyway, it's something to celebrate. I'll be in class D."

"Testing officer."

"Tell me."

"There's still time."

Now the tester wasn't just surprised.

I was at odds and frowned on.

"There's still time left?"

"Yes."

"…there's nothing to say. Try it. You know the qualifications to be in class C."

"Yes, I know."

[Circulation], [Maintenance], [Focused], [Unity], [Release], and [Deformation].

It was a necessary skill to become a distinguished knight, and only trainees with them could be assigned to class C.

What more?

There has to be something other than simple skills.

That's all I'm going to say.’

Of course, I didn't know it would be possible to squeeze anything more.

'Talented Bead' is a gift to Henry of immense proficiency.

There was nothing wrong with appealing around neatness, but it must have been greed.

"Unity, discharge, impeccable. Are you really Henry Camilton?

"That's right."

At the proof that followed, the examiner stuck his tongue out.

He was a member of the Imperial Family, and only visited the site during the Academy's examination.

That's why all I heard was Henry Camilton's rumours.

But isn't what he's seeing so different from what he's heard?

"You were blind to false rumors. There's a transformation left. Can you do it?"

"I will."

The examiner's attitude has clearly changed favorably.

And the next moment.

"Great."

Henry's hand was apparently the "bent" Mana's sword, and the examiner clapped his hands in surprise.

"It's hard to find a student who has good basic skills like you. That was impressive. Is there still something left?"

"I'm sorry, I'm still short of training."

"That's too bad, I don't know what happened, but don't forget that position. Nothing is more helpful than a steady basic skill in your article life.”

"Yes."

"You've been a member of class C since this year. Congratulations on getting on track, Henry Camilton."

Henry was always trying to be cool, but this time he was overwhelmed with fluctuating emotions.

The result itself was scheduled.

All I had to do was show what I got.

But just a word.

When I heard congratulations on getting on track, I realized that the position changed in earnest.

It's too early to be moved.

I got my act together.

With respect to the examiner, Henry left the test site.

The test I just took was a reward for Henry, and from now on, it was a job to paraphrase Vane.

'To get valuable support, I'll have to show you something that much.’

Bain Timothy.

Henry hurried to the place of his appointment with the postscript.

And right after Henry left the test site.

Two instructors also got out of there.

Russo and Alex.

The two people who watched Henry's test were clearly opposed.

Russo said he knew it.

Alex was the one who was absolutely incredible.

Only after walking silently and sitting on the proof bench did Alex look at his old friend.

"Russo."

"It took exactly two days. To that extent."

Alex exhaled at the calm sentencing.

"…What kind of secret did you hide? How did you raise him? Don't tell me that's what happened to Henry because he's a genius.

"Why not?"

"That's crazy. I thought it was your best position."

"I'm serious, I'm betting only when I'm sure I'll win.”

"Yes, Russo, you were that kind of person. Then, really...…why on earth did that talent rot for three years? Did Henry tell you?"

"You just didn't have enough opportunities."

"You didn't hear that? Didn't you have a teacher and student relationship?”

"…Not yet. I didn't ask."

"Why? You're curious, aren't you?”

"There must be a reason. Henry is that kind of guy. I'll reach out first when it's time. I don't deserve anything more than waiting."

Alex nodded with blank eyes.

I thought I could understand Russo's feelings.

Then Russo got up from his seat.

"I'll go to your accommodation in the evening. There are so many ears to hear here.”

"Where are you going now?"

"I think Henry has something to do with him. You have to be around when you need help to be a true teacher."

I don't know what you're talking about.

But what's certain is that Russo's now moving away looks really excited.

"He's a genius. A genius who crouched for three years."

In the end, all Alex could do was to repeat quietly.

***

Henry's accommodation.

The horse is an accommodation, and in fact, other trainees used to call it a "horse-room."

What about Henry?

He used to joke around saying that I was incompetent enough to sleep in the stable.

Behind him, Bain Timothy was flirting with his gang and waiting for Henry.

It must have been a waste of time, but this kind of waste was welcome.

For the past two years since Bain entered the school.

Despite repeated provocations, Henry never responded to him.

Only a thorough disregard.

Because of that, the quarrel has withered at some point, and it is true that there was no expectation when we played pranks today.

"But he finally reacted. That Henry Camilton. I thought the time would come soon, so I went crazy.”

"Are you sure he'll come at you? To you, cut?

"I don't know. You can hit me in a way that you can...… you'll probably regret it soon. It must feel very different from when you were beaten in a battle.”

Henry clearly didn't know how much of a difference it was to deal with Mana.

No, maybe you think you can give him a shot.

If you had to leave the academy anyway, it was possible to fight against evil.

Of course.

I don't mean to be beaten.’

Bain never intended to let it slide.

"He's coming. He's really coming alone."

"It's inevitable. I wouldn't have anywhere to ask for help."

Bain took a step with a smile.

I could see Henry trudging toward this side.

bare hands without a single wooden sword

It was coming with no one to stop the situation.

You never know. Maybe he's going to bite his ear.'

Smiling, Bain waved his hand loudly.

Soon Henry was just around the corner.

It was a dry, fearless face.

"You're really here."

"Since you said you'd come. Why are there so many spectators? Is that okay with you? It doesn't matter to me, but it might be difficult for a well-known marquis."

"You don't mean to play with words, do you?"

"No way. More than that, you guys...…that's about ten. Do any of you belong to class C? Besides the cuts.”

This was a very important issue for Henry.

What if there is?

Two people in Class C, they can't win.[Laughing]

Then he'll run right away.[Laughing]

[Oh, too wise]

It was clear that the viewers thought it wasn't a bad decision, either.

I know, but I don't know.’

Anyway, the important thing was whether Henry himself could handle this power.

"Do you have one?"

"No, I don't. I'm alone."

Bain Timothy replied with a grin.

It wasn't easy to get into class C.

Most of this place was staying under it, and only Bain had managed to pull up.

"Yes, of course."

There was nothing more to worry about.

quick and fast

He turned Mana for an instant, and Henry's right foot hit the ground.

There was no time for Bain to react.

Hit!

Mana punched his abdomen, and his upper body bent forward reflexively.

One more shot from there.

Kicked his thigh, Bain relaxed and sank.

political enemies

Bain and his surrounding gang were trying to understand what was happening.

It was Henry who opened his mouth first.

"I don't hit you in the face. I'm not even going to touch the vital point.”

"You, you, you son of a bitch! What……."

Hit!

Bain had to shut up again.

Henry had a knack for martial arts, and he was only picking and hitting places that would hurt.

"Let's listen when you talk. Anyway... Oh, you're going to fight, right?”

The gang faltered.

I saw what happened right now, and yet I was in a difficult position to get caught by Bain.

Henry was willing to consider their position.

"Go around Mana first. If you get hit without it, you'll break your bone. Bain, you wait a minute. I shouldn't have been so cowardly later, don't make a noise and do it again when you recover."

"It's true that you hit it first...….”

"I thought you meant to start right away because you were surrounded by Mana. I didn't know you couldn't react to that either.”

Kicking his tongue, Henry looked at the gang.

"Let's get started. If you're not coming, I'll go."

BJ Swordmaster

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