BJ Swordmaster

"I heard you're going on a mission.”

"That's right."

"Henry's done a good job a while ago, hasn't he? Is there any reason why you want to do your mission again for a short period of time?"

"I've come to the conclusion that growing up as an engineer requires hands-on experience."

"That's great, but it's not a good reason."

Dean of the Royal Knights Academy of Ballaran.

Versailles Bergent shook his head lightly as if something was wrong.

"It's a tough mission to do just for the experience."

"There's Earl Camilton in Heritz."

"To see your father? Students in class A are free to go out. You can stay for about a month...….”

"I couldn't turn a blind eye to where I needed help."

"If you're just trying to help others, you've got more people, right? But there were only two, including Austin trainees."

"I thought it was enough."

"You've gained confidence in your skills, haven'

Right after I arrived at the dean's office.

Henry was suffering from a persistent barrage of questions.

Whenever Henry said something, he asked back, citing reasonable reasons, and even if Henry answered, he only smiled as if he knew everything.

"Henry Camilton."

"Yes."

"How good do you think you are?"

"We judged it to be equivalent to a one-star article."

"Is that all?"

"…Yes?"

"I believe that Henry's potential is enough to grow. Didn't you get any additional results?"

"Oh, that's....”

"There you are, I thought so. The request is the same first-class as Henry did the other day, but it's about dealing with monsters."

"Yes."

"It means we may have a crisis. to the point where life is in danger And in my judgment, Henry Camilton was not a student who could be overconfident in his own ability. Am I right?"

"…Thank you for the compliment."

"It would be better to hear that I saw it correctly. So how much have you grown up?”

"It wasn't anywhere to put it."

"A little performance, but sometimes that little performance is the yardstick of measurement. Remember, Henry. After this mission, you'll have to take time to verify your skills.”

"…I wonder what it's for."

"To feel the joy of being an educator. It will also help Henry Camilton select a group of students who will be joining after graduation. You want talented people everywhere, so it's natural, right?”

[He's going to raise the ransom]

[Here you go, trash?]]

Just ask him straight out.Lol. How much is a two-star class?]

"Dean, may I ask you a question?"

Henry, who was looking at the chat, said. The dean nodded softly.

"Tell me."

"Have you ever had a two-star graduate at the Academy?”

"Not a lot. There were about 30 people throughout the history of the academy. It cost 120,000 gold."

"……Thank you."

"As of this time, I intend to extend the full authority of Henry Camilton's. I can withdraw 200 golds a month from the central bank, and I'll let you borrow an additional artifact. Is there anything else you need?"

"None."

"That's great. Get out of here. I wish you a successful completion of this mission."

Henry slipped out of the dean's room, half-bowing.

I knew what the dean was like, but I never imagined he would be so blatant.

The same was true of the viewers.

[So brazen]

Is it okay to reveal the money like this? What's the king doing?]

[That's too much, really]

Can't you collect them if you want to? You got 10,000 gold in a day then, too.

Didn't you just sweep all the artifacts? I think I can go steady and make money.

The response that 120,000 gold is too much, and there is nothing that cannot be collected to collect.

'…It's not that hard, actually.’

Henry was in a position to believe that it would be possible.

At that time, when it made a profit of 15,000 gold.

Artifact is also artifact, but in fact, selling a few items from sponsored stores alone could secure a considerable amount of money.

Now, there are more donations than then.

In fact, Henry was able to rake in all the cash Durandal had prepared if he wanted to.

I'm gonna have to think about it.’

Henry's skills have yet to be revealed.

Russo, Count Levi, who was assigned to the last mission, was keeping it a secret.

I'll think about it after I get caught. But the problem is.’

One in a million.

It was when the dean found out that Henry was a three-star.

A two-star player is also a human who demands 120,000 gold.

What if it's three-star?

I couldn't imagine how much I would ask.

"I'm done with the interview."

Henry, who returned to Russo's office, reported.

"…...You don't look good.”

"You asked me how much I've grown as an article."

"You didn't answer honestly, did you?"

"Yes, but…….”

"I should be more careful."

"Yes."

Russo looked displeased and stiff.

But what can I do?

The opponent is sitting at the top of the Academy.

"......Oh, what's your mission? I'll get you another one if you want."

"The mission is appropriate. I think I can go with Austin tomorrow."

"I'll have to page Lord Melissa.”

"Wouldn't you rather I visit you this time?"

"Sir Melissa, that's what you want.”

Russo, who said so, felt strange.

As if facing a competitor, I had a strange repulsion against Melissa.

"Anyway, Henry, you just focus on this mission. I'll take care of other matters. You do get what I mean, right?”

"Thank you."

"There is nothing to be thankful for. It's something I do because I like it.”

Then Russo turned around coolly.

You don't have to worry about the mission because Melissa is here.

First of all, he contacted the Royal Knights, and Russo himself had a separate place to visit.

How many golds have you collected so far?’

the Royal Central Bank

I was going to open the salary box of a senior instructor who had been saving steadily.

***

In the basement of Duke Rodrick, there was room for very few families.

The entrance was a thick iron door.

As soon as the door was closed, the light was completely blocked, and there was no way out but the door.

Space for the shadows of the family.

It was used as a training center and was a place where numerous artifacts could be used to create various environments.

Until just a week ago, it was a dry desert where you couldn't find a drop of water, and until yesterday, it was a forest so dark that you couldn't see an inch ahead.

But now it was normal.

Even with the lights on brightly.

There was only one case in which the training center turned into this state.

"I see my master."

Lord of Rodrick's.

Only if Cape Rodrick visited, he stopped training.

Cape looked down at his minions quietly.

Approximately 30 years old.

Each was a completely mentally armed assassin who went through extreme training.

It was a group of armed forces that most aristocrats did not want to raise, but it was also a group that they did not dare to raise.

If it was discovered, it would have been impossible to clean up.

Rodrick was, of course, possible.

The wealth of Rodrick's family was enough to cover the eyes and ears of royal officials.

"There's plenty of people.”

Then Cape opened his mouth. The shadows focused on the owner's voice.

"Marshal."

"Yes, my lord."

Something has come up to deal with. Get ten people and send them to me. The composition is always the same."

It meant to send a six-star Hana and a five-star nine to play the leader.

"Secure the contents of the mission. The goal is equivalent to a five-star level."

"Yes."

"Also Marshall, you're excluded from this mission."

"…I accept orders."

"Hurry up. We don't have much time."

"Yes."

Clink!

Cape left the training camp after finishing what he had to say.

It was the same behavior as usual behavior. When dealing with shadows, Cape was a person who only said what was necessary.

But

Marshall, the head of the shadow, felt a strange sense of incompatibility.

'...exclude?’

Marshall stared at the closed iron door.

Cape Rodrick instructed Marshall to recruit and send personnel.

Marshall's role was to follow his master's orders.

It was supposed to end by forming a group of ten and sending it to the Duke, but Marshall was uncharacteristically hesitant.

The goal is five-star. Mission is not handled, but secured. Why should you exclude me from that mission?….’

There was silence.

The shadows were loyal to their masters, but as such they respected their leader, Marshall.

No one could hasten the delay in the process.

Thanks to that, Marshall was able to reach a conclusion.

I see you're from the academy.’

It was clear that Austin Rodrick was involved.

Rodrick's second child.

He was given the same blood, but his life was taken away by the first.

Not long ago, the Duke was waiting half-witted about Austin.

As long as I stayed in the Academy fence, I couldn't even touch the peacock.

But if you're out of the academy, the story is different.

I heard you went up to class A, but...…why would you choose that!'

Marshall's mouth is dried up.

The moment the master commands, the shadow follows.

There was no one who could resist in the face of the pronoun.

Austin would soon be brought here, and would be in a harsher environment for being out of control for a short time.

How many years later?

You wouldn't dare to resist.

"……I'll call you."

Marshall also could not deny his master's orders.

The difference from other shadows was that they could feel a sense of rejection from the owner's

Even that was unacceptable, so the Duke excluded Marshall from this mission.

"Tiny, Muron, Harris...….”

before I know

Marshall was worried about Austin, but he selected the best number of people to carry out his mission.

The wrinkled eyes trembled.

I didn't want to. I wanted to reject the order. But of course, it was impossible.

"This mission is carried out by you. I will not tolerate failure."

The iron door opened and closed.

Darkness came again. By forcing the scene out of his head, Marshall began to focus on training.

It was that moment.

Did I get another order?’

Marshall came up with an extremely simple idea.

It was almost a realization for him.

Duke Rodrick's instructions were to form a group and exclude Marshall from the mission.

But after that?

There was no order to concentrate on training or perform other duties without leaving this place.

I'll have to see the young master.’

Shadows cannot escape the mansion without the order of the Duke.

But Marshall was their chief.

Many of the restrictions that tied shadows did not apply to Marshall.

Marshall opened the iron door. I got out of the training camp. There was no movement of the shadow yet.

It was a close call to the Academy.

He used the passageway maintained under the acquiescence of the dean. As usual, Austin moved along the route he used to walk around.

'...sir.'

Expectedly

Today was no different. Austin was with a colleague who always hung out with him.

But today, there was a face I hadn't seen before.

Why the Royal Knight?….’

Melissa, a seven-star knight.

Marshall, of course, was an acquaintance.

'That must be dangerous.'

Marshall focused on concealing the signs. Others didn't care, but Melissa was the one to watch out for.

Of course, it wasn't a big deal if we focused on hiding the signs as we do now.

It was impossible to find Marshall, no matter how many royal knights he was hiding in.

'Is it an escort? No, it can't be. It's just a student's job.….’

The moment I thought about it.

Marshall became hardened by the sudden development.

Did you find it?’

Henry Camilton.

Austin's colleague was looking exactly at Marshall's crouched position.

BJ Swordmaster

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