I Became a Blind Swordsman at the Academy - Chapter 351



351. Exam Period (Complete)

After the brief storm passed by, the words that came out of Zeto’s mouth did not leave the three women’s minds.

‘I was a virgin to begin with.’

The conclusion contained in that short sentence was simple.

‘Zeto has no experience.’

Thanks to this, the three women reached a conclusion quickly and were able to sigh inwardly with relief.

In order to understand their thoughts, it is necessary to first consider Zeto’s origin and status.

Blind saint, returner from paradise, saint’s only male knight. Zeto, a first-year Class A cadet at Innocence Academy, has various nicknames.

Place of origin is not clear.

To begin with, I don’t even know much about it. However, seeing his black hair, everyone implicitly assumes that he is from the East.

Status, a commoner who became a free person.

Not a nobleman. He is a completely free man, neither engaged nor married. If you listen to his old stories, it is believed that he did not settle anywhere and mainly lived a wandering life.

What does this mean?

It is said that even if he had made love to a woman from a village he passed by on the street before entering the academy, it would not be known.

Jeto was kind, gentle, and sweet.

He was a man who knew very well how to win a woman’s heart. He was much better at handling women than other men his age.

Perhaps that’s why they were also secretly suspicious at some point. The thought that maybe Zeto had a lot of experience crossed his mind at least once.

But I didn’t think too deeply about it.

That’s because the reason was very poor.

No matter what, you can’t assume that someone is a womanizer just because they are kind and polite, right?

But from the moment you and I revealed that we had slept together with Zeto, our worries inevitably became more serious.

Zeto clearly said he likes me?

What if Zeto was really a womanizer?

Can I still like Zeto even if he is a playboy?

With so many unpleasant questions running through my mind, Zeto ended up saying it.

He said he was a ‘sympathizer’.

Thanks to this, the three women feel lighter, and other concerns begin to settle in their minds.

Then, if you attack that black-haired blind man who is now hanging his head in shame, you can take his ‘sympathy’ and his ‘first experience’.

They say that when three women get together, dishes break.

Then what if three women who love one man get together?

Will that man also break like a bowl?

No one knows whether the man will break, the dish will break, or whether the women will try to break each other, but what we do know is that women who are desperate for love will use any means possible.

It started with rationalizing and justifying his purpose.

‘Children are my new goal. We also have to carry on the bloodline of the Ludwig clan.’

Some people do it for their own clan.

‘If you have Zeto’s child… You don’t have to marry that unlucky first prince, right?’

Some people want to avoid unwanted marriages and becoming a political tool.

‘In my previous life, I couldn’t have children. It’s different this time. His grandfather even asked for a favor.’

Some people want to avoid regrets in this life.

At first glance, each person’s reasons seemed different, but they were all hiding their true reasons.

They just wanted to be Zeto’s ‘first’.

Well, I’ll try to take care of the ‘last’ as much as possible, but that’s something I can think about after I have the first.

The insidious desire hidden behind rationalization.

I want to have him.

I want to take him.

I want to indulge him.

But we have to endure it for now.

“How long did it take Instructor Raina to dispel the barrier?”

“It was a large-scale dispel cast over the course of a day.”

Thus, their thoughts are somewhat organized… And new concerns arise in their minds again.

Then how should I seduce him?

How can I spend a hot and deep night with him?

“”……””

Next, the three women who listened to Zeto’s voice slowly walked past him with the same thought.

Reliable muscles that are not covered by uniforms and coats.

On top of that, you can see the outstanding bridge of the nose and plump lips.

If there was one problem, it was the ‘white bandage’ that was covering his bluish eyes.

As everyone knows, visual temptation is meaningless to him. Their outstanding appearance, which was usually considered a nuisance, is of no use.

This was a major obstacle to their goal.

In essence, sleeping together between an unmarried man and woman is not easy. Because maintaining chastity before marriage was a universal value in this world.

But that doesn’t mean you can’t just propose to him.

‘Let’s get married. And then give birth to a child.’

In the first place, someone among them had already done that method. But seeing as he was still a virgin, it seems the results weren’t that good.

“5 Seconds is enough for me.”

“5 Seconds…?”

“You mean to cut it down.”

Women’s concerns become deeper.

“A brilliant idea occurred to me.”

In fact, rather than coming up with a brilliant idea, Zeto had to find a way to overcome the girls’ temptation that would begin tonight.

Unless you want to wake up in the morning and look at your woman’s face sleeping soundly in her arms and worry about her.

“…I’m using Bungbungi.”

“”Bungbung…?””

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First of all, he said he had an idea, so let’s listen to his story.

The night is long, and there is plenty of time to plan.

***

‘Bungbungi’ is a means of transportation that Lucia and Amon taught us during a mock battle in the past.

Amon digs up a chunk of land, and Lucia moves that chunk of land with wind magic.

It was no different from a rickshaw in that it was powered by human power, but if the person moving the rickshaw was a magician, it would be a different story.

“Ah, that…Lucia’s toy…?”

Yuri remembers Bungbung and asks with a shocked face. Lucia gets angry at this and stands up from her seat and shouts.

“Now, it’s not a toy! Bungbung is a better means of transportation than the imperial carriage…!”

“…I will agree with Miss Lucia for this one time.”

Although the tone is childish, it was an excellent means of transportation considering that most transportation was carriages and horses.

It made no sound as it moved while floating in the air, and since it had no wheels, there were no restrictions on movement.

“So… What are you going to do with ‘Bungboongi’?”

Aisel, who still felt like the word ‘bungbung’ sounded awkward, asked.

“The operation is simple. It is to make the most of our strength of being able to dispel the barrier by surprise. To do so, we need a way for a large number of people to cross the castle wall at once…”

“…Do you mean that method is called Bungbung?”

Amon, who was frowning, asked back.

“That’s right. We’re making a giant bong bung. It sounds a little strange, but… There’s no other way to express it.”

“Yes, but…”

But now we can’t blame Lucia, who gave us the name ‘Bungbungi’ when we were little. In any case, it didn’t really matter unless you were going to shout out the name of the skill during the test, saying, ‘Summon Bungbung!’

“So? What happens afterward?”

“If you make a super-huge bomb that can burn all the cadets, including the soldiers… After that, it’s easy. Just throw it at the castle wall. Lucia recently made a ring, so that’s about it. “It’s possible.”

“On the castle wall…”

“Throw it…?”

“Now, imagine.”

I slowly pointed out important points to those who still did not understand the meaning of this operation.

If Amon lifts a huge chunk of land, the demons guarding the castle walls will probably think this.

‘Are they really trying to break the barrier? Don’t you know that humans die?’

‘Leave it alone. It’s a good thing for us.’

They will probably be just looking around comfortably without doing anything.

Wouldn’t the reaction be similar even if soldiers climbed on a lump of land?

‘Could it be that they are using such bizarre tactics to inflict additional damage on the barrier by using the soldiers?’

I guess it’s just a question of something like that.

Even if a chunk of land carrying soldiers flies right in front of them, the demons guarding the castle walls will choose to watch on, thinking that they might be lucky enough to sit in the first row and see something interesting.

But what if the barrier suddenly disappears for unknown reasons right before the land mass hits?

“…The demons will be surprised?”

I nodded at Lucia’s cute answer.

She said she was caught by surprise in this situation and I was caught expecting too much from her.

“In any case, the refugees who will be used as energy sources for the barrier would not have been parked near the castle wall, so there is no need to worry about casualties… Since you can’t burn all the soldiers at once, how big of a ‘Bungbungi’ do you have to make and throw? The key is probably that the first group of people who will infiltrate first will have to be selected separately.”

“Lucia, is it possible?”

“I can do it. I can throw the lump of land that Mr. Amon will create all day long?!”

“……”

Amon, who did not fall for Lucia’s provocation, shakes his head in disgust. She was Lucia, who at some point was able to make quite bold remarks to Amon.

‘Is this from when I was told to use Amon as a target…?’

Anyway, the cadets, who clearly understand the details of the operation, put their minds to it and find out the advantages that were not mentioned one by one.

“Wipe out the demons near the castle walls and infiltrate them at the same time… It would be quite effective.”

“In addition to the confusion caused by the loud noise, the barrier is lifted. Even demons are bound to be shocked by this.”

“It’s better than you think, right? If we take into account the soldiers who will climb over the castle wall using normal siege magic instead of ending with just 1 wave, the demons will be in complete panic.”

“So what’s the name of the operation? Since it’s a tactic you came up with, why don’t you come up with a name yourself?”

I was about to say the name of the operation I had in mind in response to Crank’s next question.

“Operation name…”

“What can I say? Of course it’s ‘Operation Super Giant Bung Bung!’”

Lucia suddenly kicked off her chair, raised one of her fingers, and shouted loudly.

“……Operation Super Giant Bungbung.”

I was thinking of a more plausible ‘meteo’ or something like ‘human catapult’.

That is how the name of the operation was decided.

“It’s a bit long for an operation name, so why not shorten it? ‘Operation Chogeobung’ or something like that.”

It was even weirder when I reduced it.