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I Killed an Academy Player Chapter 119: The Good, the Crazy and the Bizarre (2)

Chapter 119: The Good, the Crazy and the Bizarre (2)

The‍ rules of this‌​‌ prac lesson were‍​‍ as follows.

Defeat​‌ peers or seniors‌⁠ to steal their​ armbands. The stolen​‌​ armbands can be‌‌ then changed to⁠ points which get‌‍ determined by the⁠‌⁠ Grade of the⁠‍ opponent, and those​ points can be‍⁠‌ consumed at the⁠‍​ shed to purchase​ items.

It​ was a battle‍‍⁠ royale of students;⁠‍​ one that naturally⁠‍ forced them to⁠‌ forge groups to​‍ fight against stronger‌​​ foes, while also‌ motivating them with​‌‍ the fact that‍​ those points can​ be exchanged for‌⁠ items.

Whichever​ item the students‍‌ were after, it⁠‌​ was clear that​ this shed was​ their final destination.⁠‌

“…What?”​⁠

“Ren…‍⁠‍ That shouldn’t be​ on fire, is⁠‌​ it?”

“No…”‍⁠

“Then‍ why is it​⁠ on fire?”

“…Don’t⁠‍⁠ ask me.”

Their‌ final destination was‌​ on fire. In‌ the midst of⁠​ everyone’s confusion, Ren⁠ and Ron found‌​ an enormous structure‍⁠‌ behind the shed.⁠ Actually, ‘found’ might⁠⁠​ not be the‍‌ right way to​‌‍ put it, because⁠⁠‍ it was literally⁠​​ right behind the​‍⁠ shed.

“…That’s​​ big.”

It‌‌ was big.

Very‌ big.

The‌⁠ building that couldn’t‌‌‍ be described by‌​​ any other word⁠‍⁠ than ‘big’ was​ standing tall and⁠⁠ proud in the‌‌ middle of the​⁠ forest. It was‍‍ made by weaving​​ rocks and trees,‍ and was as‌‍‍ big as a stadium.

『Come⁠⁠ this way if​‌​ you want the​ rewards~』

There​ was a pamphlet‌ there, which obviously​‌ meant that this⁠‍‍ was the replacement‌‌ of the shed,‌‍ and that meant‍⁠‌ that the 2nd​⁠​ year students had⁠⁠ set the shed‌⁠⁠ on fire but…‌​⁠

“When​‍‌ did they even⁠ build this?”

It​ was only possible‌ thanks to the‌⁠ combined strength of⁠‌‌ a druid, who​ was loved by‍ the forest, and⁠ a genius Golem⁠​ Mage who knew​ everything from the​⁠ creation to application‍‍‍ of a golem‍ core.

“Ren.‌⁠‌ Look at that…”‍​⁠

Ron‌‌⁠ said while pointing​⁠​ at three massive‍ holes that were‌‌ as big as​ the front gates‍​ of a mansion.⁠ They were so​‌‌ obvious that anyone​‌ could find them.​‍‍

“…Entrances.”⁠‌

They‍ were so obvious‍​ that Ren even‌ wondered whether it⁠‍‍ was a trap​‍‍ or not. She‍⁠‍ was also disinclined‍⁠ to go with‍‌⁠ the ‘correct’ method.⁠

“I‌​ think the top⁠⁠⁠ of that building…⁠ is where you​‌‌ buy items.”

On​‌ top of the​ mysterious fortress, Mr.‌ Harris the forest⁠‌ keeper was waving‌⁠⁠ his hand with⁠‌ a bright smile‌ on his face.‍

His‍ shed was on⁠ fire, so how‍‌ could he have‍ such a bright‍‌‍ smile on his​‍⁠ face? The freshmen⁠‍​ students had no⁠‍⁠ way of knowing​ about the shed‌ reconstruction contract that⁠​‌ was going on‍​ behind their backs.⁠‌

In​ any case, it⁠ meant that they‍⁠ wouldn’t be getting​‍ anything out of​⁠ this prac lesson⁠‍⁠ if they failed‌ to reach that‌‌ far up.

“Let’s⁠ climb the wall,”​‌ suggested Ren.

“Hnn?​⁠‌ Can we?”

“No⁠ one said we‌ can’t.”

Ren‌‌‌ started off by​‍ morphing her body‌‍ into that of‌‍​ a werewolf, and​ quickly began climbing‌‍‍ the wall.

– Kung!

Kicking⁠ off the ground,​​‍ she jumped onto‍‍‍ the outer wall‌‍‍ and used her‍⁠ sharp claws to​​‍ climb it.

– Kugung!

“Uaht?”​​

Suddenly,‍ a stone fist‍ shot out of​‍ the outer wall‌⁠ and pounced on‍‌ Ren who was⁠‌ trying to climb‍‌‍ the wall.

“Uhht…!”‍

With​‍⁠ superhuman reflex skills,⁠‌ Ren quickly dodged‍⁠ the fist but​​ there were more​ – several more‍⁠ stone fists and​​ branches popped out​ of the outer‍‍ wall to attack‌ her.

– Slam!

In​ the end, Ren⁠‍⁠ couldn’t dodge all‍‌ the attacks and⁠​⁠ fell down.

“Ren!‍‍ Are you okay?!”⁠‍

“Ugh…‍‍ They suddenly turned‌⁠ weak in the​‌⁠ middle so I’m​ fine.”

That‍ was a warning​‌ – a warning⁠‍ from the owner​ of the fortress‍ that they will​‍ not allow any‍⁠ petty tricks to​‍⁠ take place.

“Hmm~.‌‌ Interesting. Except for‍ the smell of‌‌‌ beast fur, that⁠​ is.”

A sarcastic voice echoed⁠ from behind. Ren‌⁠ and Ron both‍ recognized who that‍‌ was.

“Princess…⁠‌ Miruam.”

“You‍ mean Your Highness?”​

“Y,⁠ Your Highness…”

Her​⁠ crimson eyes cold-heartedly‍ pierced through them​ and pressed down​​‍ on them from​​ above.

Meanwhile,‌ more and more‌ freshmen peers showed‌ up behind Princess​⁠ Miruam, and all⁠ of them were‌‍ befuddled by the⁠ absurd and out-of-place‌ fortress.

“Your⁠ Highness. What should‍‌ we do?”

Behind‌‍ the venomous serpent‌ were freshmen students​⁠‌ with wagging tails.⁠⁠ It had only‌‍ been a week,‍‌‌ but the Princess‍ already had a bunch of followers.‌

“It‌ will be hard‍ to meddle with⁠ it from outside.​‍ This was made‌ by a druid‍​⁠ in the middle‍‍ of a forest‌ and will therefore⁠⁠‌ repair itself when​​‍ broken.”

“Then​⁠ do we need‌⁠ to… go through‍‍⁠ the entrances?”

“That‌⁠⁠ seems to be​‌ the only option.”​⁠

Leaving‍‌⁠ those words behind,⁠ Miruam unhesitatingly walked‍ towards the entrance.‌‍ It didn’t matter⁠‌ if it was⁠​ a trap or​‍ not – no‌ one could stop​​​ her confident strides.‍

“What‍‌ are you doing!‍ We will follow​‌‌ after Her Highness!”⁠

A bunch of followers​​⁠ went after the⁠⁠⁠ Princess. One of​ them was Germain‍ Luther, who was​‌ titled a Grade⁠ 2 Knight in‍‍ the grading test.‌

“Hmm…‌‍‌ What should we⁠⁠ do?” asked Ron.‍‍

“I‌‌ am not going‍‌⁠ into the same‌ place as that‌‍ woman.”

Naturally,⁠‌ Ren and Ron‍‍‌ walked into the​⁠ entrance opposite to⁠⁠‍ the one the‌​ Princess and her‌‌ group went into.​​ Slowly and surely,‍​ the freshmen students​⁠ entered the fortress.‌‍

There⁠‍⁠ was no telling⁠‌​ what was happening​‌ inside it.

****‌​‌

“Uah…‌‌ What are we‌⁠‍ supposed to do?”​‌

“How⁠​​ do I know?”⁠​‌

The⁠‌‍ new students along​‍ with the wolf​‍⁠ siblings who entered‍ the fortress using‍​‍ one of the​ three paths gazed​ at Dorron, who‌‍ was sitting in‌​⁠ the middle of​⁠‍ a wide room.‌‌‌

They‌‌‍ had 40 on‌‍ their side against​​ 1 single person.⁠‌ Despite that, Dorron⁠ Warsky was overpowering​ them in terms​⁠‍ of spirit.

– Swing!

Fifteen⁠ magic swords were‍ letting out sharp​‌ cries while rotating​​⁠ around him. Five‌​ of those had‍‌⁠ attributes and were⁠ excellent at AOE⁠ skills whereas the‌‍ rest of them​⁠⁠ were purely physical.⁠⁠

There​ were two attributed‍ magic swords to⁠​​ Dorron’s left; two‌ to the right‌‍ and one in​⁠ the front. Unexpectedly,​ it was safe⁠ to say that​⁠​ the middle was‌⁠‌ the safest when‍⁠ attacking as a group.

“You⁠‍ guys.”

Ren⁠‍ declared to the‌‌⁠ peers that were‍⁠​ with them.

“We‌​‍ siblings will march‍⁠ through the front.‍⁠ You guys attack‌‍ from different directions⁠‌ all at once.”‌​

“W,⁠​​ who do you‍ think you are‍ to…”

“Say‍ it if you‍​ have a better​‌‌ plan in mind!​‌ We are taking⁠ the brunt of​​ the risk, okay?”⁠

‘Hooh,’⁠ thought Dorron. He‌⁠ was impressed. The​‌ mercenary with a lot of experience‍​⁠ noticed that Ren​‌⁠ was playing with‌‍‍ them using preconceptions.‍

“Ugh…‌‍ That’s the future‌ captain of Warsky‌​⁠ Mercenaries though.”

“We‌‍ don’t need to‌ defeat him. All‌ we need to⁠‍ do is go‌ past him and‍‍‍ continue going up.”‌

There​‌⁠ were 40 on‍⁠​ their end, and‍⁠ the wolf beastmen‍ had volunteered to⁠​ take the front,⁠⁠‍ which seemed to​⁠ be the most​‍ dangerous. Left with⁠⁠ fewer concerns, the‍‍ freshmen prepared themselves‍⁠ for a charge.​

“Let’s⁠⁠‍ go!”

After‍ beastifying themselves, Ren​​⁠ and Ron marched⁠ forward.

Ren’s​​‌ plan was simple.​‌‍ There was only⁠‍ one attributed magic​ sword in front‌ of them.

There‌​‌ were 20 to​ his left and​​‍ 20 to his​‌ right, with only​‌ 2 people in‍‌ the front. Logically​‍ speaking, it was‍⁠‍ very clear where⁠​​ Dorron would be‌⁠ focusing his attacks​‌ on.

“Ron!‌⁠ We’re not going​ to fight him!‍‍ We will jump​⁠⁠ over him!”

“H,​‍ huh? Is that⁠⁠​ okay?”

“Yeah!”‌

“…”‌‍‍

In⁠⁠ the middle of⁠‍ her dash forward,​​⁠ Ren and Dorron‍​ looked at each‍‌‌ other, and following⁠ that…

“Huh?”‌

“Hnn?”‍

Suddenly,⁠ more attributed magic‌⁠‍ swords were allocated​‌⁠ to the center.‌‍⁠ Magic swords of​ lightning and flames‌⁠ fell at the‍‍ wolf siblings.

“Uahk!”‍⁠‌

“Hottt…!”​‍⁠

The‌​ two of them​ tried their best‌‌⁠ to dodge the‍ attacks but they⁠⁠​ were soon attacked⁠ by even more‌⁠ magic swords that‍‌‌ slashed through the⁠‍ place they were​⁠⁠ at.

“Eeek…!⁠ Why!?”

Her‌ gaze appeared to‌‍ be asking the​‍​ question, ‘Why just⁠‌ us?!’ In response,⁠‍ Dorron returned a businesslike reply.

“My​‌‍ employer told me‍​ to mercilessly bash​ the two of⁠‍ you up if⁠​‌ you ever decide‌‌ to trick your‍‍ way through.”

“W,​ what!?”

There⁠ was no way⁠‍ that Dorron Warsky‌‍ the cheapskate would‌‍⁠ ever do something​⁠⁠ so tedious for‌​ free. He was⁠​​ adamant that he⁠​ would not let‌ the siblings go‍​⁠ even if he‌ had to let‍⁠‌ everyone else leave,​​ and that intention⁠‍‍ of his was​ reflected by the​ bright magic swords.⁠

“Ah!‌​ Seriously!”

Her‌‍⁠ shout was in‍​​ vain.

****‍‌

The‍‌‍ structure of the⁠‌‌ fortress was very​‌‌ simple.

3 entrances, and 3 gatekeepers; Alicia, Dorron,​⁠ and Yuel. The⁠ roads merged once​ they were past‍ them, which connected​ to 2 more⁠‌‌ gatekeepers.

In‍ the second level‌⁠ were two rooms⁠⁠ which were being‌‌‌ protected by Kranel‍‌‌ Luden with dozens‍ of golems and⁠‌ the almighty Heavenly‌⁠ Yaksha, Hua Ran.‍‌

There​ was no need‌ to defeat them.‌⁠ All the freshmen⁠​‌ students had to‌⁠⁠ do was pass⁠‌ the rooms, and⁠⁠​ those that passed⁠‌‍ the first floor‍‌​ should be aware‍‍​ of that already.​⁠

And​‍ after passing through⁠ the 2nd floor,​ they would finally​‍‌ reach the 3rd‌⁠ floor, where the‌ culprit behind all‍⁠ this, Korin Lork,‍​​ was waiting for‌​​ them.

The⁠‌⁠ original rule was​ for the students​⁠ to be tested⁠ on their decision-making‌​ and adaptation skills,​ but there was⁠‍‍ one new student‌ who was not‌⁠ bound by the⁠‍ constraints of those‍ rules.

‘Hmm…‌⁠‍ This should be​​‌ the last one.’⁠⁠

Korin‌‍‍ Lork was heaving⁠ a sigh while‌​ nonchalantly waiting for‌ a visitor to​‍⁠ arrive on the‍​‌ 3rd floor.

He​⁠ was the final​​ boss of this​​‍ fortress, so to​‍​ speak, but Rashid,‍‍‍ who was currently‌‍⁠ in ‘stealth mode’‍‌‌ had no plans‍ of fighting against‌ him.

Rashid‍‌ was the master‍‌‍ of stealth, and​ had arrived at⁠ the final floor‌‍ while hiding from⁠​ the eyes of​​ Alicia and Hua⁠ Ran.

A little further down‌ to the south⁠‌‍ from the headquarters‍ of the renowned‍⁠ Arden Family was⁠⁠‌ a desert, and​​‍ living in that‌‍ desert were the​⁠ masters of assassination.‍​​

Rashid’s‌⁠‌ household had the⁠‌​ unique characteristic of‌‌ being able to‍ erase their presence‌‍⁠ and become one⁠⁠​ with the background.⁠ It was because⁠​ of this ability⁠‍⁠ that they had‍​ become infamous in‍​⁠ the society of⁠‌ assassins.

Although‍‍‍ Rashid had escaped​​ from the family‍ because he did‌‍​ not like those‍​⁠ teachings, he still‍​⁠ had the best‌ talent as an​‌ assassin out of‍⁠ everyone in his​‌ family.

There​‍‌ was no way‌​ that these so-called​ ‘heroes’ who peacefully⁠⁠‍ killed monsters would⁠ ever be able​⁠‍ to notice his​⁠​ stealth—

“Looks‍ like I finally‍‌ have myself a visitor.”

‘…!’‍‌

The‍ man who had‌⁠ been standing there‌‌ nonchalantly was resting⁠‌⁠ the spear on⁠ his shoulder by‍ the time he​ noticed it. He⁠ still looked like​‍ he was going‌‍ on a stroll​​​ in the town,⁠‍⁠ but Rashid, who⁠‌⁠ had gone through‌‍ countless life-and-death situations,​‌ saw through it.‍

That‌‌ was the posture‍‌⁠ of a warrior‌​‌ preparing for a battle. It was​ the instinctive posture⁠ of an expert‌‌‌ vigilantly looking around‌​ after noticing the‌⁠ presence of an⁠⁠ assassin.

“There’s⁠‌ no way you​ passed me already…‍ But I gotta‍‌‍ say, that is‍‍‍ quite the skill‌‌ you have in​ stealth.”

He‌‌⁠ was clearly talking‍ to him, but‌ Rashid did not​‍​ reply to him.‌⁠‌ Even though Korin‌ had sensed his‍⁠ approach, he had⁠‌⁠ yet to notice​ his exact location.⁠‍‍

Rashid‌⁠‌ quickly restructured his​⁠ plan. He would⁠‍ crawl behind him‌ and take the‌⁠⁠ armband…

– Zaaaaa…!

It⁠‍‌ was then. Korin’s​‌‍ spear started emanating⁠ a dark mist‍ of mana.

“Uht…!”⁠⁠

The​ moment his body⁠⁠‍ came in contact⁠⁠‌ with that mist,​‍‍ Rashid felt like​​‍ his soul was‍‍ being muddied. He‌‍‍ could stay there‍ if he wanted‌⁠⁠ to, but realized‌ that nothing good⁠‍ will come out​⁠‍ of staying there.‌‍

He​⁠​ was quick at​ making the decision‍‍ but the silver⁠ spear was right‌ in front of‌​‌ his face before‌‌ he could even‍‌ put that into‍​​ action.

– Bang!

The‌ silver spear crushed⁠ apart the ceiling‍ that Rashid was⁠⁠ hanging off of.‌‍‌ It wasn’t that⁠‌ hard to dodge‍ the spear, but⁠ with this, the‌‍ opponent was now‍‌ fully aware of‌‌‌ his location.

“Rashid‍ Ad Din Mustali.‌​ A notable Grade​‍ 2 Knight this‌‌​ year, right?”

“…It⁠‌⁠ feels strange being‍‌ called a knight.”⁠⁠

“I‍‌‍ guess a knight‍⁠‌ is not the⁠ best way to​‍ refer to a master of assassination.”‌‍

He‍‌ was shocked upon‌⁠ hearing the opponent‌ reveal his background.‍‍‍ The family of‍‍‌ assassins did their‌‍⁠ best to hide‌​ their names and⁠ identities. Only a few of the​‌ people in the⁠ underworld would barely‍‌⁠ know about their‍​ names so how⁠‍‍ was a 2nd⁠ year student of⁠​‍ the Academy aware‌‍​ of his upbringing?‌⁠⁠

“You…⁠ should not have‍⁠ said that just‌⁠‌ then.”

Now⁠ that he was‍‌‌ aware of his​ identity, the only‍‌ option was to​ make him into‍‌ a speechless corpse⁠ but Rashid did⁠‌ not want to‌⁠ take it that​⁠​ far. The reason​‍‍ he ran away‌​​ from his family​​ in the first‍⁠ place was because​‍ he did not⁠ like the predestined⁠ path of assassins.‌⁠‌ His plan was⁠ to bash Korin‌⁠⁠ up and threaten‍‍‍ him, hoping that⁠​⁠ he would not​ share his background⁠‍ with others.

Rashid​ immediately kicked off‌ the ground. He‍‌⁠ was a master‍ of stealth, but‍‍ wasn’t necessarily weaker‍‌‌ than knights when‍​⁠ it came to‍ his potential as‌ a warrior.

Besides,​⁠‍ he didn’t even​‍ have to use⁠ any of his⁠‍​ last-resort assassination tools⁠‌⁠ this far into⁠‍ the prac lesson.‌​​

He‍ was fully prepared.⁠ In addition to​⁠ his preparedness, what‌‍⁠ gave him confidence‌​⁠ was the fact‍⁠ that even an⁠‌​ exceptional knight would⁠‍⁠ show some gaps‌⁠ when fighting against⁠ sudden and unexpected‌‌ surprise attacks.

Rashid‌‍⁠ swung his arm​ and released the‍‍ thing he was⁠‌ holding onto.

Assassination‍ Tool Number 13.⁠‌ Paralyzing Flower of‍‍ Death.

He‌ scattered the paralysis‍ powder made by⁠​ grinding the tails‍​‍ of venomous scorpions.⁠ Unlike him, who​ had resistance to⁠‌ it, normal knights‌ who mainly hunted‌‌‌ demonic beasts had⁠⁠‍ absolutely no resistance⁠⁠‌ to such poison.​⁠ Korin’s body was‍ bound to stop‌‌​ moving the moment‌‍ he sniffed even​⁠ 1 gram of​‌​ it.

– Slam!

“Huhp?!”‍‌

However,‍⁠ the sharp spear⁠ came flying forward,‍ threatening to penetrate​ through him. Rashid⁠ only managed to‍‌ barely dodge it‍‌ thanks to his⁠ innate reflex skills.⁠

“Nice⁠​​ moves.”

A fierce kick immediately‍​ followed the spear‌ as if he‍‍ had anticipated the​​‌ path of his‍‌ escape. It crushed​‌ through his ribs​ and flung him‌‌ away.

Pabak!‌‌ Rashid rolled across​ the floor but​ it didn’t take​⁠ long for him⁠‌⁠ to restabilize his‍ body. He then​ quickly manipulated his‌​‌ steel wires.

The​ flexible wires of‌⁠⁠ metal that were‌‍‌ powerful enough to​⁠ crush apart the⁠⁠ armors of a knight were swung​ like whips.

Those‌⁠ wires were colored​​ in black and⁠ were therefore incredibly‌​ difficult to see‌ but Korin tilted⁠ his head slightly‍​ back to dodge‍⁠‍ them with ease.‌‍⁠ It was a remarkable sense of​​ distance and control.​‍‌

“That’s​‍ a lot of⁠ interesting items you‌‍‍ have.”

After‌ dodging the flexible‍‍‍ metal wires, Korin⁠ trampled on the‍‍ ground and kicked‍‍‌ the pebbles.

– Kwagagak!

Instinctively,​⁠ Rashid dodged the‍⁠‌ pebbles that were​​ flying his way‌‍ but the moment‍‍​ he escaped to‍‌ somewhere else, he⁠⁠​ realized that Korin’s‌ spear was already⁠‍​ right above his‌‌ head.

‘I‍​‌ have to block⁠ it…!’

Rashid‌ took out a scimitar to block⁠​ the spear. With⁠ a loud thud,‍‍ the ground caved‌​ in and his‍ legs wobbled from‌​ the pressure.

‘Uhhk…​​‍ W, what kind​⁠​ of…!’

The⁠‌ horrendous brute force⁠⁠ of Korin was⁠ threatening to rip‌‍ his arm to‌​‍ pieces. Rashid noticed‍‌ that he would​‍ be pressed down‍⁠ into the ground⁠⁠ at this rate,​⁠ and quickly took‌‍ out a sphere‍‍ from his pocket.⁠‍

“Don’t​⁠​ tell me that’s‍⁠ a bomb.”

“…!”‌​

Korin‌‍ immediately saw through‍‌‍ him, but it‌ was already too​ late for Rashid​ to back down‍ from his plans.‌‍ Despite the high⁠⁠ chance of his​⁠ own injury, he⁠ exploded the bomb‌‌​ right there and‌⁠ then.

– Kwaaang!

It‌ was a bomb‍​​ made by mixing‌⁠‍ special stones with‍‍‍ charcoal, and was​ strong enough to⁠ cause burns on‌​ most knights.

“Kuhk…!”⁠⁠​

Naturally,⁠ Rashid was too‍⁠‍ close and couldn’t‌ escape unscathed from‍ the explosion either.‌‌ His clothes as⁠⁠ well as his​‌ skin were torn‌ apart and scorched.⁠⁠ Even that was​ only because he‍ managed to protect​‍‌ himself with aura​‌⁠ in time.

‘He⁠‍‌ shouldn’t have had⁠ time to gather‌‍‍ aura. It should‌‍‌ have caused a lot of damage!’‍⁠‍

His⁠⁠​ hopes, however, were⁠‍⁠ soon betrayed.

“Kehk…!⁠‍ I don’t like‍⁠​ this.”

“What…?!”‍

His⁠‍ opponent had not‌‌ a single wound​​ on his body.‍⁠ Even though the‍⁠⁠ bomb had exploded⁠⁠ right in front‍‍⁠ of him, there‌ weren’t any burns​ or injuries, and⁠ the only leftover‍⁠ trace of an‍ explosion was the‍‍​ black ashes on‌‌‍ his body.

“I’m‌ sorry, but flames⁠​ and heat don’t‍‌​ work on me.”⁠‍​

『ᚲ』‍ — Kenaz.

Korin‍‍ drew a letter⁠⁠ in the air‍‍ with his finger.‍⁠‍ It was a Rune letter meaning‌⁠ fire, and was​ at the level​‍ of an elementary-grade‍ spell at best,‍ but Korin’s Rune⁠ Magic was different.⁠

– Hwaruruk!

Soaring‍ flames pounced at​⁠ him. Rashid quickly‌ rolled sideways and‍ dodged it, and‍‌‍ saw the flames⁠​ burn down the‍ walls of the⁠‍ building while showing‌‌ no signs of‍ dying down.

‘What‌ was that just⁠‍⁠ then? A… medium-grade​⁠‍ spell?’

He​​ wasn’t even a mage so how​⁠‍ could he use​ such a powerful‌‍ spell in such⁠‍​ a short period⁠ of time? Rashid⁠⁠ gazed at Korin‍⁠​ with disbelief in‌⁠​ his eyes.

“Feels‌​ good to use⁠⁠ now that it‌​ finally does something.‌‍‌ Anyway, if you‌​‌ want to attack‍‌​ me, don’t use​ flames or heat.”‍‍

“…”‍​

Complete‍ resistance to flames​ and heat. Paralyzing‍ poison didn’t work‌‍‌ on him either,‌ and yet he⁠ could shoot out‌​⁠ medium-grade spells with⁠ one gesture of‍ his fingers.

‘How‍ unfair…’

“You​⁠⁠ are a bit​‍‍ special, so… maybe​⁠‌ I should be‍‍⁠ a bit serious.”‌‌

Thud!​⁠​ It happened immediately‍‍​ after Korin tapped⁠ the floor with‍​‌ the silver spear.‍​

『ᚲ』⁠‍⁠ — Kenaz.

『ᛞ』‍‌‌ — Dagaz.

『ᛊ』​ — Sowilo.

Lights​ of Rune suddenly‌ lit up the⁠⁠‌ entire room. Rashid⁠‍‍ was befuddled by​⁠ the mana that⁠​⁠ was being emitted​‌​ by each of​​​ those letters.

‘Every‌ one of these⁠‍‍ is at the⁠‍ level of medium-grade​‌ spells? Wasn’t he​​⁠ a knight?!’

It‌‍​ was an overwhelming‌‍ display of power,​‍‌ and Rashid was⁠⁠ appalled by that​ sight.

“I‍‌ was going to​‍⁠ save it for​‌ Princess Miru and‌‌ the siblings but…​ You’re my first​⁠​ customer so all​​ this will be​ on the house.”‌

“C,‍ can I turn‍⁠‍ it down?”

“Don’t‍⁠⁠ say that. Think‌⁠ of this as​‌ your senior showing‍ you some love.”⁠​

– Kwaaaaaaang!!

Rune⁠ Spells from all⁠ around the room​ simultaneously pounced at‍‌‌ Rashid.

………‍⁠​

……‍

“Haak…‍‍‌ Haak…!”

Rashid‌​ heavily gasped for​​‌ breath. His entire‍‌‌ body was aching‍⁠‍ and screaming in⁠‍​ pain and it​‍ was only thanks‍‍⁠ to his education‌⁠⁠ as an assassin⁠‍⁠ that he was​ able to keep⁠​‍ himself conscious.

“Not⁠‍ bad.”

In​ spite of carrying⁠‍ out such an‌⁠ intense fight and‌​‌ using an array​​⁠ of Rune Spells,‍​ the opponent didn’t​⁠ seem to even‍​ break a sweat.​⁠

What‌‍ was even more​ shocking was that‍‍‍ that probably wasn’t⁠ everything in his⁠‌⁠ opponent’s arsenal. A ferocious wave of‌ spearmanship and Rune‍​‌ Letters hidden throughout‍​⁠ the room; a mysterious power to‍⁠​ neutralize heat and⁠​​ flames as well​⁠‍ as a mist​⁠ of mana that​‌⁠ interfered with everything‍​ nearby.

It⁠‍ was a ridiculous‍ set of abilities​‍‍ but what unsettled‌ Rashid the most⁠⁠ was that there‌‍ might be even‍ more in his​​ kit that Rashid⁠‍‍ hadn’t been able‌‍ to force out‌‌ of him.

“Huhp…!”​

He​⁠ was strong.

‘This‍​ is the power‌ of a 2nd‍​​ year student,’ Rashid‍‌ thought before quickly‍⁠‍ getting rid of‍​‌ that trail of​ thought. There was‍​‍ no way every​⁠ 2nd year students​⁠ would be the‍ same – that​‌⁠ senior was just‌⁠ a monster of‌ its own.

“Good‌‌ job. You can‌‍ go.”

“Sorry?”​​‌

Rashid⁠‌​ was confused by​ Korin opening up‍‌⁠ a path all⁠⁠‌ too easily, after‌‌ bashing him up‌ like crazy.

“You⁠ worked hard and‌ deserve some rewards.‌ Go up and⁠⁠ get your items.”⁠

“…It​ would have been​​‍ much better if‍ you just did‍ that from the​‌ start.”

“Ah,‌​‌ and by the⁠‌ way.”

After⁠‌⁠ seemingly remembering something,⁠‌​ Korin opened his​ mouth while tapping​‌ him on the‍‌⁠ shoulder with the​‍ shaft of his​⁠‍ spear.

“Since‍​⁠ you are here​⁠‌ anyway, aim to‌⁠⁠ become a knight.⁠ Rather than a sword that kills,‍​​ go for a sword that protects.‌​ That’s all knights​‌‍ are. If you​ do that, you’ll⁠ be a solid‍ knight yourself.”

“…Alright.”​

That​⁠ was the most‍​⁠ senior-like thing he​ saw from Korin‌ that day.

But‍​ of course, Rashid​ wasn’t stupid enough​​‍ to voice that‍⁠ out loud.

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