Sword Whisperer

I didn't use the girdle. If you add to this attack, you won't even be a lion, not a wolf.

It was enough to twist the body and load its weight on the wooden sword. He who is dizzy will be troubled for a few days. Even if it's a wooden sword.

And being a wolf was no exception.

Van's wooden sword pierces the wolf's neck exactly.

"Cairn!"

It was an incredibly neat strike. There's a bigger wolf running than me, and I don't know how in the meantime I can think of aiming for the wolf's neck. Lee stares at Van with a fiery fist.

'' You too, Brother Van.! "

"There's no way that demon could get hit by a wolf. ”

”I don't think I prayed. ''

The martial artists of the early family shrug as if they were laughing. Van could have been the object of hope among them, not just because of his genius. He was strong enough to fit into that genius. He was not a fool for trying with only clumsy talent.

Wolves? I'd rather bring a lion. This would have been a test.

Van was the strongest of them.

"…… hmm. ''

The judge's eyes changed a little as if he was looking at the kid. He sighs and enters the fence and looks down at the whining wolf.

I said, "Hold on a minute. I didn't want to defeat the wolf. ''

"Oh, shall we do it again?"

"…… that's it. I don't think so. It's a neat skill. I admit it. You seem to be quite a junior."

"Junior..."? ''

Didn't you hear? All judges on the entrance exam are already students attending the academy. ”

The referee laughed.

"I'm Kamin. If you pass the entrance exam, find me at the academy. I'll give you directions. ”

"Yes, sir. '"'

"Khhh, you're a stubborn one."

Kamin smiles with a pleasant expression and looks back at the other early family members. He looked at them with a provocative expression.

"It was a good start, but how scary are the other martyrs of the Seconds? ”

They all saw Van's propaganda, and they all looked bloody. You may think it's a wolf fight, but in a way, it was their first chance to let the world know their power.

On that day, the reputation of the Early Family was not damaged.

Without a single dropout, they all qualified for the exam.

§

"Lee Kyung, did you see him chewing in front of the wolf, pretending to be strong on his shoulder? ”

"Hey, hey! When did I freak out?"

"What is it but John? He's been on the run for a minute. ”

"I didn't run, I avoided! You didn't want to harass the wolf?"

"Oh, that's why half the people who stunned the wolves abused the animals?"

"Why is that happening again! You wanna keep driving? Huh?"

Lee Kyung shouted in a dense voice. In many ways, he had to be a good prey for his group to make fun of. Van raises his hand over Lee Kyung's head with a fluffy smile.

"Don't get too excited. You make fun of the kids all the time. ”

"Ugh." I'm sorry, brother. "

"He only pretends to be polite to the other half. Wow, look at the pretense. ”

"It's not pretence, it's respect, you savages. ”

"Spit."

"…… would you like to search? ''

Lee Kyung felt calm again. Half of them shook their heads like they couldn't dry up. A man and a half came forward. Thick hair on coppery skin. He was the next Hezleck to be rated strong by Van.

"Van. Are you tired?"

"Why. Why don't you stick to it? ''

"It's time to get itchy, isn't it?"

"A real sword or a dagger?"

"…… is that the question?"

Hezlek smiled. He held the sword with a smile facing the peninsula. It was Lucas's shortsword.

Van carried a total of three swords. Lucas' Shortsword and Auburn's Long Sword. And the Longsword of the House of Sec.

In fact, Lucas' shortsword, made of iron, was clearly inferior to other swords. I wonder why other warriors around here carry that sword.

Van used to say it was just a memory of his childhood, but the real reason was different. Lucas' style was mostly long enough to permeate his body, but his talent was not as different. It wasn't something you could sympathize with, but it was something you could absorb.

So Van used to take Lucas' shortsword and practice already-learned swordsmanship, including the Sword of the Early Family. When the sword in his head was followed by the talent in Lucas' Shortsword..... the result was always beyond his imagination in any sense.

And you are.

"Hezleck. Come in. ”

Van looks at Hezleck with his sword extended. At first glance, he was defenseless, but he wasn't. The examination of the Seconds was able to make a perfect slash in any pose.

Hezleck rarely ran to Van, although he told him to come in as far as he could. He bites his lips.

'I can't see a gap.'

The psychiatrist was telling me I shouldn't be approaching right now. It wasn't like this before. Where the hell did this monster grow up again? Do you really think it's right to live in the same time?

The sweat was already flowing in the palm of my hand, gripping my sword. Van looked at Hezleck like that for a moment, and said in a loud voice.

"If you can't come, I'll go. ”

It was the moment when it was over. Van stuffed the ground. Even though he wasn't using the Gigi, in an instant, Half Knife was approaching Hezleck's side.

Grab it!

"Hah!"

It was purely fortunate to be able to stop it. But that didn't mean half the offense was over. Van's black Hezleck was drawn again before reaching the position, and the moment Hezleck rolled his head over the ground, a cool blade already touched his neck.

".. lost. ''

"Crazy. Is Hezleck that easy? ”

"... I've never beaten Hezleck before. ”

It was nothing but a matter of dealing with Gigi. Half of them didn't mix up at once.

Just, his skills as an examiner are dimensionally different.

It was such a problem.

"Brother..... '

"Wow, look at this bastard's eyes. You tell me the truth. You like men, don't you? ''

"…… what's the problem with having a stronger test? ”

It's a "problem." Tests don't like stronger tests, they don't have to want to win. ”

That said, Lee Kyung and I were always on the front lines. He muffles his lips with his tongue.

”Wait. I'll show you what a true prosecutor is. Van! Let's play with me! You still have enough stamina, don't you?"

"Come in. It doesn't matter. ''

Van shrugs and fixes the sword. And after a while, he rolled the ground in one kick without having to pull out Van's sword. Lee Kyung laughed and looked down at the path.

"Look. This is what happens when you get close? ”

"... all of you, shut up. ''

It was a everyday landscape. Hit Van, lose. No one had ever heard the sound of a new god when they were young, but every time they faced Van, they had to realize that talent was relative.

After that, several more warriors struck, but none of them were able to carry a blade on half their collars. Van seemed to know when and where to put his body, how to swing a knife, and the perfect answer to this question.

If you look at Van, who is far from where they were aiming before wielding the sword, it makes no sense that he is also called a ghost.

"..... this entrance exam, the main player must be half, right? ”

The front door mutters. Hezleck says in a mix of pride and bitterness.

"If it's not him, who the hell's gonna take it? ''

§

The entrance exams of the capital, the Citadel Academy, were not always the same. There were also reasons to develop discrimination, and the entrance exam was considered to be a kind of annual festival in the capital. The festival got stale.

Nevertheless, if anything hasn't changed in decades, it was a tournament.

Inspectors and prosecutors. Archers. There's a spear on the horse. The chapter of the bloodbath where we run to each other, cut each other, and take victory.

The best festival to heat the breasts of the most timeless.

The way things went was simple. In the preliminary round, the fight is repeated until there are eight people left in each of the eight groups formed by randomly selected numbers. They all wear the same mask on the same armor, so they don't get to form a team.

Those who survived were basically guaranteed admission, but the problem did not end there. They couldn't have been satisfied with the level of admission they would have survived on the mainline.

There is such a saying. Those who came into the academy to take the exam said that, in fact, the future after graduation was already set or different from when they took the exam. It is not just ordinary citizens who are watching this test. All kinds of talent, even the key players of the Nine Great Gates, will be watching with one or two eyes wide open.

Van touches the mask on his face. I felt uncomfortable covering my eyes, but I couldn't complain because the others would be the same.

'It's a big festival. Leave it in my footsteps. ’

Every year, audiences who come to the Colosseum are forced to think of a prosecutor by the name of Van. Van grabs the sword.

I'm ready.

I'm ready to be the protagonist of this festival.