A Genius Gamer, Reincarnated as a Hero - Chapter 25



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A genius gamer is reincarnated into a famous hero episode 25

Battle for ranking (3)

There didn’t seem to be many words that could describe this situation.

Quiet, silence.

It was as if time had stopped, no one opened their mouth and no one moved.

No one was discussing the results unfolding before their eyes.

A 3-star prosecutor lost to a 2-star prosecutor.

It’s that simple… … The absurd result shocked everyone.

It often happens in real battlefields that a low-level swordsman defeats a high-level swordsman.

However, there are many variables, such as being injured, having someone to protect, or dealing with several people alone.

What about duels?

It is a fight to check each other’s skills while excluding almost all variables.

The normal result is that there is a clear judgment based on skill versus skill.

In that sense, the difference between the 2nd and 3rd stars could be said to be enormous.

There is already a big difference in basic magical power usage, so their physical abilities are far superior, and unlike a 3-star swordsman who can almost always wear sword energy, a 2-star swordsman can barely use sword energy.

Moreover, the age difference between the two cannot be ignored.

Harang is now 10 years old and has only been learning swordsmanship for 3 years, and Kyle is 15 years old and has been learning swordsmanship for 8 years.

The difference in body size was so great that the height difference was nearly 30 cm, and the concentration of experience points was almost three times different.

‘You did well if you lasted about five sums.’

That’s what everyone thought about Harang.

“Winning in five sums… … .”

“He didn’t even use his sword against someone higher than him.”

“What happened?”

When a low-level swordsman clashes swords with a high-level swordsman, there are only two things that happen.

The sword breaks, the wrist breaks. However, Harang’s sword was not broken and his wrist was still intact.

As the purebloods were wondering what the reason was, a horrifying thought suddenly occurred to them.

“Come to think of it… … Adopt-a-child, how many times have you squared the sword properly?”

That was the same thought that occurred to Arihil, who was watching quietly. She thought, swallowing her saliva down her quivering throat.

‘Have you received the sword properly once? No, I can’t say I received that properly either.’

Harang intentionally pretended to strike back with his sword and released his strength. Naturally, Kyle’s posture, which he thought would be countered by his opponent, would inevitably be disturbed.

He rotated his sword strangely, letting go of Kyle’s swordsmanship, and used it in reverse to counterattack.

That was the core swordsmanship strategy shown by Harang.

Easier said than done, but is it actually possible? Throwing away your sword also means that you must avoid the opponent’s sword.

In order to avoid swordsmanship against a swordsman who is faster than you and whose arms are longer… … .

There was no choice but to have the foresight to predict all situations and a reaction speed faster than light.

‘This isn’t something that can just be described as amazing… … .’

What swordsman would think of fighting by instantly letting go of his sword or throwing it into the air?

The basis of swordsmanship is ‘never letting go of the sword.’

Although Harang is only 10 years old, he has already broken the basic mold.

Arihil found it difficult to calm his pounding heart. While she was training her sword, did she ever think that she was having fun?

No, not at all!

She swung the sword to survive. In order for her to survive in Kala Dawn, she had no choice but to sharpen her sword and become stronger!

But, for the first time in my life.

The urge to swing a sword kept dominating my mind.

If I were to describe Harang’s swordsmanship in one word, it would be freedom.

Break free from the established framework and feel free… … It feels like it will fly high into the sky and disappear at any moment.

‘How was my swordsmanship?’

As taught.

As determined.

I simply followed the sword path that my ancestors had written down. I reached my current position by simply following the path as it was, without progress or regression.

‘Me too, I’m like that too…’ … .’

While Arihil was adjusting his true sword with a trembling heart, there was someone who had completely opposite thoughts.

Naridel Paul Calladorn. She, who can be said to be Kyle’s older sister, frowned and clicked her tongue.

“You idiot.”

Even though you got 3 stars, you only lost to 2 stars? Her skills as a harang or her swordsmanship were not visible to her.

Because Kyle is stupid and weak.

I let my guard down when dealing with sewage.

So I thought I was defeated, but I never thought that Harang’s sword was superior.

… … However, even after watching the duel unfold, I could not maintain that thought.

There were several older three-star swordsmen in the 95th class, and Harang was victorious against all of them.

The seniors who saw Kyle defeated did not let down their guard, but they were unable to defeat Harang, who had grown further through the duel with Kyle.

One by one, one by one.

The 3-star swordsmen are defeated.

Naridel couldn’t help but feel chills looking at that scene. This is because she could not possibly see the Harang who dealt with Kyle and the Harang after that as the same person.

‘Surely, you can get stronger by receiving real-time feedback while fighting?’

No matter how talented a boy is, everything cannot be perfect from the beginning. Although Harang still had many problems, he fixed them and refined his sword with each duel.

When I finally defeated the last 3-star trainee.

There was no one in this training camp who could challenge him.

Naridel bit his fingernails as he looked at Harang, who proudly placed his name in ‘1st place’.

I realized that his talent was more unusual than I had heard.

However, challenging a duel or injuring an overly young Kaladun blood relative is strictly prohibited as a rule.

‘Damn it, if Kyle had been a little stronger, we could have nipped it in the bud a long time ago!’

Think back 10 years later.

What would happen if you grew up with that brilliant talent and aimed your sword at yourself?

Will the head of the family turn his eyes to them while looking at Harang’s shining and dazzling swordsmanship?

‘No way… … .’

The sun was shining so brightly, but there was no way I could see the starlight floating around it.

‘… … There’s no need to be hasty.’

If you touch Harang for no reason, your head may be ripped off by Kal-El. So, he has to break him in a more legal and reasonable way.

‘I’m only 10 years old now. ‘There’s plenty of time.’

Naridel’s eyes sparkled brightly.

* * *

White Night Castle, Sword Throne.

Lauren bowed her head politely as she looked at Kal-El Paul Caladorn, who was sitting with his chin resting on the throne that only the head of Caladorn could use.

Even Lauren Chegan, who was usually frivolous and self-indulgent, could not be rude to Kal-El.

“Even though 3 years have passed since the 97th Riders, all of them remain. “He hasn’t retreated just yet, right?”

“No way. Your Majesty must have seen it too. “The skills of those children.”

“… … .”

Clearly, there was something strange about Rider 97. This is because his growth rate was so outstanding compared to the ordinary trainees he had seen so far.

Even though it was a mix of Cheren and Theon, who were considered ‘useful’ even in the eyes of Duke Kal-El, it was strange that all the other trainees survived without being left behind and showed abilities beyond their talents.

“What training did you do?”

“I didn’t do anything in particular. There is only one difference. “It is the existence of the youngest master.”

“… … “The youngest grandchild?”

When Kal-El gestured as if to tell her to talk, Lauren smiled without realizing it and spoke excitedly.

“I don’t dare to judge rashly based on my lack of insight, but… … “The youngest master seems to have the temperament of a ‘general’ and a ‘king’ to lead people forward.”

“Why do you think so?”

“I never showed flashy speech or shouted anything to force the trainees to lead me. Just holding a sword and moving forward… … “Everyone naturally looks at his back and follows him.”

The fact that Kal-El’s lips were slightly twitching could not have been Lauren’s mistake.

Now, Duke Kal-El is extremely satisfied!

What is Caladon like now?

They are covered in all kinds of politics and plotting, and instead of pointing swords at each other, they aim to kill each other with pens.

They try to lower the honor and prestige of their opponents by flaunting their mouths, and increase their power by seducing subordinates with sweet words and wealth.

With that in mind, can it really be called a ‘family of knights’?

Shouldn’t it be called a political family instead?

Meanwhile, the fact that my youngest grandchild has the power to lead people without saying a word… … He made Duke Kal-El even more happy than when he found out that he had a natural talent for swordsmanship.

Kal-El, who was silent while thinking about his youngest grandchild, asked a serious question a moment later.

“I heard the news. “Did you say your youngest grandson defeated Rampage?”

“yes. It was the family head’s favorite pet. “I had no idea that the trainees would hunt.”

My favorite pet was hit.

However, the difference was that they were saved not to be cute, but to train their blood relatives.

Blood relatives were bound to encounter Rampage on a deserted island at least once and feel the wall. Faced with those uncharacteristically quick claws, he realized how useless the swordsmanship he had honed so far was.

So far, Rampage has performed its role well.

After several decades, he was finally defeated by a blood relative trainee and lost his life.

So there was nothing to waste.

All you have to do is add another similar type.

‘Whoever it was, you would have thought that Kaladun’s blood relatives would capture it…’ … He looks quite satisfied with the fact that Master Harang caught him.’

Just as Lauren thought, Kal-El looked quite satisfied.

After a while, after finishing his meditation, Kal-El asked a second question.

“That swordplay from earlier. “Did you teach your youngest grandson the unique swordsmanship he showed?”

Can Harang’s swordsmanship really be described as ‘swordsmanship’?

They fight by throwing away their swords and spinning them like windmills.

He seemed to have nothing to say even though he was criticized for not honoring his sword skills as a knight, but since Duke Kal-El Paul Kaladan of the world acknowledged it as ‘swordsmanship’, it must have been swordsmanship.

“no. “It is a sword technique that Master Harang learned on his own.”

“okay… … I guess so. “If you had taught it, other trainees would have used that sword technique as well.”

Perhaps he got the answer he wanted, Duke Kal-El smiled subtly and stroked his beard. Lauren Chegan was intrigued because it was something she had never seen before.

At one time, Lauren Chegan was called the Knight’s Reaper and ran rampant on the battlefield. A huge wall approached him too.

I met Kal-El, who had reached the pinnacle of all swordsmen, on the battlefield.

Magic? strategy? Fine hair? technology?

Nothing worked. All the knowledge, brains, and magic he had believed in up until now were tragically destroyed by just a single sword.

The image of Duke Kal-El, holding his sword solemnly and looking at the tens of thousands of troops he defeated alone, still lingers in my mind.

‘Duke Kal-El, who I thought was the incarnation of the King of Hell, looks like that.’

Kal-El, who was stroking his beard, asked Lauren, who was thinking about something else.

“What do you think is the reason?”

“… … “Are you talking about the reason for victory?”

“No matter how talented you are, you cannot defeat a swordsman of a higher level than you. But why was that possible for my youngest grandchild?”

Lauren thought about it for a long time. A minute passed, then five minutes, but Kal-El waited patiently for her.

Lauren Chegan was the only person who taught children at the training center and observed Harang the most.

Finally, Lauren, who thought of an answer, raised her head and looked at Kal-El.

“The answer is… … It is ‘experience.’”

“Wow, it’s an experience. Wouldn’t other trainees have more experience?”

“no. It’s not that kind of experience. Master Harang completely accepts and understands his experiences.”

In fact, no matter how talented Harang was, he would not be able to win so easily against a three-star swordsman he met in the outside world.

But why did this result occur at the training center?

that… … This is because over the past three years, Harang has constantly challenged senior trainees to duels.

Challenge to a duel, lose, challenge, and lose again.

If by chance I narrowly defeated someone, I didn’t get carried away with the victory and went to find another strong person, and lost.

If he were to sum up his experience at the training camp in one word, he was completely broken to the point where it could be summed up as ‘defeat’.

If I had been any other normal child, I would have learned nothing from my helpless defeat due to such an overwhelming difference in power.

However, even though Harang was helplessly defeated, he gradually grew.

Swordsmanship that swings so quickly that a young body cannot react is learned through experience, is learned, predicted, and executed.

Learn from experience, learn, and predict where the senior trainee will move, and strike your sword in advance at the point where he is running away.

Harang’s swordsmanship was like that.

He had a very fast reaction time, but his judgment was even faster.

Even before the opponent reacts or even moves, the sword’s trajectory has already arrived.

“In other words, Master Harang has identified and memorized all trainees’ patterns and sword techniques over the past three years. “So that I can win no matter who I face.”

Growing through bitter defeat was a basic quality that an excellent swordsman must have.

Harang was far beyond that level.

Instead of focusing on the immediate reality like other children, they were looking into the distant future.

“hmm.”

Although he liked Lauren’s answer, Kal-El shook his head as if it wasn’t the right answer.

“It’s an experience. “Half of it was right, half of it was wrong.”

“… … Is that so?”

Thanks to experience, the youngest grandchild was able to achieve an overwhelming victory, but even without experience, the youngest grandchild would have easily won.

That’s because the child possessed much stronger strength and skills than a typical 2-star swordsman.

“I will go and see.”

As if he had heard enough answers, Kal-El got up from his throne, turned around, and was about to leave. He paused for a moment and asked Lauren.

“By any chance, did you teach magic to your youngest grandchild?”

“no. “If I do that, the Duke will cut my head off.”

Loren said this after learning that most knightly families, including the Caladern family of the past, had a strong aversion to magic.

“well. Magic is also ‘power’. I know this because I felt it the first time I met you. Learning magic means becoming stronger, so is there any reason to kill yourself?”

“… … !!”

In those words.

For the first time in a long time, Lauren Chagan could feel her heart beating wildly.

The fact that magic was recognized as ‘power’ by the top of a knightly family that hated magic felt like recognition of all the life he had trained as a sorcerer.

“… … Okay, thank you.”

As Lauren lowered her head with a trembling voice, Kal-El clicked his tongue.

“Do you think they put an idiot in the important position of teaching Wonseok? “Just keep doing what you’ve been doing.”

Duke Kal-El left as is, but Lauren Chegan was unable to move for a while as she tried to calm her trembling body.

“The path I have walked… … “It wasn’t wrong after all.”

When I was defeated by Kal-El and taken to the Castle of Midnight Night to take on the position of instructor, I wondered what kind of terrible punishment this was.

For the first time today, I thought that it was really a good idea to enter the White Night Castle.