I Became a Time-Limited Swordsmanship Genius at the Academy - Chapter 52



52. Spirit World Elf

“I don’t know who taught it, but it was really sloppy.”

Wavy hair as blue as the sky.

Eyes that remind you of a clear lake.

Compared to others, his short stature and laid-back attitude made him look like he was not human.

The unknown woman made an insignificant expression even when she saw Azmode or Evelyn.

“Su, Master?!”

G-Gren knew who she was.

No, I couldn’t not know.

The teacher and idol who taught me the Frost Slasher.

It was Asia.

“It’s been a while. My stupid disciple.”

Aisia gave a fishy smile.

“Su, Master must have passed away…”

“What? Who’s the person in front of you right now saying that?”

“Oops!”

Aisia grabbed G-Gren’s head and twirled it around.

Tears of joy come out even though they are hurt by an attack after a long time.

When I was young, my teacher taught me everything and left.

He didn’t even teach me how to stance or how to slash enemies.

Still, it was not difficult for him to realize the truth of the frost sword because he had more talent and time than others.

– Meow.

I heard a familiar sound.

A cat is rubbing her head under Aishia’s feet!

“Was that Master’s cat?!”

“Uh huh. It’s not a cat.”

“No, no matter who sees it, it’s a cat!”

“Tsk tsk. That’s why I call you a stupid and clumsy disciple. This isn’t a cat, it’s a very cute creature.”

“……I see.”

G-Gren, who couldn’t break Aishia’s own rules, finally nodded her head.

“And this pig who isn’t cute at all.”

Kwajik!

“Quaaagh!”

“I will use it only when I die.”

It disappeared in an instant, and when I looked elsewhere, there was Aisia trampling on Azmode.

‘Are you going over there?’

Master grew up while I couldn’t see him.

Azmode, who excelled in terms of physical ability, was trampled on by a small and weak girl and was unable to do anything.

“Let go! Let go! I’ll eat your weak flesh later!”

“This is how you swing a sword. Watch carefully and learn again.”

Raises her hand.

Frost gathers on bare hands.

“The head is cold. The heart is hot.”

A normal sword is made.

A sword with a very clean cross section and a transparent inside.

That resembled Asia.

“Engraving is the heart. It is to look at a wider range than what is visible.”

Lower the sword slowly.

As you say, slower than it seems.

“Frost Sword Type 1.”

A swordsman in the form of stabbing.

But cut it.

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“!”

There was no sound of cutting.

I didn’t even hear a scream.

The sound came late.

Kwakakakakagak!

The ground splits in a straight line.

Everything hit by the sword was split in two.

“……”

There was no way Azmod could avoid it.

Azmode, called the tyrant, ended with being split in half.

***

It’s dark.

I didn’t see anything.

Her head was pounding and her whole body was frozen.

Is this hell? I imagined the appearance of hell in the darkness where I couldn’t see anything.

“This guy looks like he’s woken up. If he wakes up, he’ll wake up!”

It was dark because I had my eyes closed.

I woke up to the voice of a strange woman.

“…Who are you?”

I was lying on the lap of a woman I had never seen before.

Fluffy and soft… I didn’t.

“Evil!”

“I told you to wake up!”

Her knees dropped in an instant and her head hit the floor.

“If I was your age, I’d salivate these scars!”

“No, who are you? You said that…”

A child?

The identity of the tone that looked quite old was that of a child.

“A child…?”

The veins between Asia’s forehead twitched.

“There is a word I hate the most in the world. That is child. Why do people call a short person a child?”

Kude deudeuk.

Aisia grabbed my head.

A fist squeezed from both sides.

“Keep it off…”

The pain is considerable!

If I did something really wrong, I felt like my head would turn into a pot with a hole on both sides!

“Wait a minute! Cancel, cancel!!”

“How am I going to undo my already deaf ears?”

“Turn it off…!”

“Wait a minute, Master!”

Belatedly seeing the catastrophe, G-Gren hurriedly ran.

“That child is my disciple! Let go of your anger and please have a peaceful conversation!”

“I know. Aren’t you the one who learned the Frostbite?”

“…Did you know?”

“That’s because our cute spirits were all watching.”

A spirit?

There was a pure white cat where Isis smiled and looked.

“Was that cat a spirit?”

“Yeah. You must have seen it a lot? Oh, it was a bird then.”

“New… Somehow.”

When G.Gren saw the cat for the first time, it felt familiar.

It’s still the same now.

I kept getting the feeling that it wasn’t unfamiliar, but I couldn’t believe it was a spirit I’d seen before.

No, I didn’t even know it was a spirit in the first place.

At that time, I thought they were kept as pet birds.

While I was distracted by the cat, I hurriedly escaped from Isis’ fist.

“Where is this?”

“The realm of spirits. It is a dream world where criminals cannot enter.”

Isis let me know even with a disapproving expression

‘This is the first place I’ve heard of.’

It was a place that was far from reality, as befits the word dream world.

Water and fire mingle with each other to form a river, and the wind rises from the bottom to the top as if it were alive.

The earth wriggled to create a playground, and the animals who loved nature danced and said they were happy.

It was full of things I hadn’t heard in the game.

I knew G.Gren had a teacher, but I didn’t know if he was alive.

The same applies to the spirit realm.

‘The setting that elves use the power of spirits is famous. Then G-Gren’s teacher is…’

“That’s right. I’m an elf. I’m neither a kid nor an old woman. I’m a very pretty and elegant girl.”

Aisia read and penetrated El’s heart.

So you just got caught saying you were a child.

“If you think about that one more time, you will die!”

“Aww!”

A fist was already pressed against my head.

***

“I really want to have a sticky conversation with my dumb student, but I’ll have to tell you why I’ve come this far. I’m sure there are many things you want to ask.”

It was exactly what he said.

But I didn’t want to ask. I don’t know where that fist will go again.

A thrill.

Isis’ eyes were sharp.

“…First of all, it’s all thanks to this spirit that I was able to find you. I’ve been watching you all since I was in Frosty Highlands. I wanted to see how great our G-Gren was in rescuing disciples.”

“So the cat…”

“It’s a spirit? I changed it to a bird because you hate cats so much.”

Isis narrowed his eyes.

“Anyway, a disciple is dangerous, so how can I remain silent as a teacher? I don’t know if it’s one, but if both die, I have to raise a disciple again. That’s too troublesome.”

Is that why?

‘The reason why I didn’t show up to Theo Artos.’

I saved my thoughts in case I heard it.

Isis does not appear in the game.

Because not everyone is in danger.

Isis walked over with a puzzled expression.

“So what I’ve decided to do is to raise you guys again. I’ll grow you up to the point where you won’t lose to that pathetic bastard.”

“Me, you mean us?”

“Yes. Everything including you.”

Hey!

G-Gren screamed silently.

“As much as it is called the world of dreams, the spirit realm can do many physically impossible things. Just looking at that wind right now, you can see that it is not affected by gravity. On the contrary, you can double or triple the gravity indefinitely. There is.”

“……”

“When I warm up here, I usually call tens of thousands of spirits. Most spirits think they are playing and accept the sword with pleasure.”

The more you hear it, the more scary it sounds.

I thought I knew why G-Gren hated it so much.

“Ah, but beware of this one thing. Spirits love to play…But they hate breaking the rules.”

“Are there any rules?”

I tilted my head.

A spirit that is freer than anyone else and deviated from the rules is the rule.

Isis said that he knew that, and he pointed at the spirit in the distance.

“That kind of thinking is mostly an illusion. How sensitive they are to the rules. Take a look.”

Raise your finger and draw a circle.

And then he touched the ground…

I dug up some dirt and threw it at the spirit.

– ???

The spirit, who was struck by the soil out of nowhere, looked at Isis with a question.

– Kyao!

“Look. You’re very sensitive, aren’t you?”

That would make anyone angry…

The spirit resembling a ball made sharp teeth and was chewing on Isis’ arm.

Unexpectedly, however, all of her actions contained meaning.

“Pointing fingers is a warning. Drawing circles is an intention to attack. By throwing dirt, I attacked this elemental. That’s why I’m angry.”

“I see.”

At first, she nodded.

“But you know what’s funny? These guys are super generous with those they like. It’s safe to say they’re not bound by the rules. I think… Our new apprentice has been chosen.”

“Yes?”

“Do the same as I did.”

What are you thinking…

I did it because I was told to do it.

I was prepared to be attacked while digging up and throwing soil.

“…?”

– Kyaong.

The spirit clung to his arm and did nothing.

Rather, he rubbed his head like a cat and acted aegyo.

Isis frowned in disapproval.

“Look at that. Sometimes there are people who are loved by the spirits like this. But if you cross the line, they are relentless, so be mindful of that. Well… One more thing. If there’s one thing the spirits don’t like, it’s the darkness.”

Darkness?

Isis pointed to another place with her finger.

A gigantic tree that seems to pierce the sky like a world tree.

Because there was a person tied around a circumference larger than a human torso.

“Eup, up, up!”

People. No, Eve Rin, a demon, was tied up with a rope with her tears streaming down her face.