I Became a Time-Limited Swordsmanship Genius at the Academy - Chapter 53



53. Training

Please save me! They’re on the same team as us!

Everin gave a pitiful look in her eyes.

‘If you help that, they’ll be tied together.’

The rope tying Evelyn was a spirit.

I stretched my body long and wrapped it in 7 layers, not enough even 2 or 3 layers.

‘Even if I do that, it’s actually a dragon with the highest power among the demons, so escaping would be a piece of cake, but the reason why it doesn’t come out is because of G-Gren’s master.’

Let’s do the math.

You’re stronger than me. Stronger than G-Gren, stronger than Azmod, stronger than Evelyn…

‘Isn’t that the devil?’

In fact, it was a spec that was no different from the final boss.

Aisia laughed at Evelyn as if she looked good.

“Don’t ask me to release it. I heard you’re my friend, but this is the spirit realm. If you release a child the spirit hates, it’s the same as unleashing a muzzle. By the way, that dog is a spirit.”

Is that you?

Certainly, the blue spirit attached to my arm looked at Evelyn and barked, making it credible.

“Eup, ugh!”

Everin shed tears of regret, but she tried to ignore it.

“If Ji-Gren-nim’s teacher is a teacher, then he is also a teacher to me. You said you would raise us strong… What is the specific method?”

“Ohh. Are you curious about that already?”

“Eh, El…!”

G-Gren ran up and whispered.

“Water, training is bad. Especially for the sake of stamina or remaining pride…!”

“Hmmm.”

Isis disappeared like the wind and moved to G-Gren’s side.

“Kwaaak! S, Master!”

“My disciple, whom I haven’t met in a while, should remind me of that time again. These days, aren’t they very livable?”

“Wait a minute, Master! Student L! You’re as late as you…!”

Muffling.

Isis grabbed Dyurahan by the torso and dragged her away.

Behind a big tree, somewhere out of sight.

‘Isn’t it wrong?’

Professor G.Gren said training is bad.

“Oh, by the way, did I say L?”

He stuck his face out from behind a tree.

“I will teach you slowly. Very slowly.”

Chuup.

“So don’t think about running away.”

Isis licked her lips with her tongue.

It looked like a snake that had caught its prey, so I couldn’t bear to move.

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“Uh… Are we being taken away too?”

Leartis Penrose and Isabelle Altair were speechless, bewildered.

***

Time passed.

The spirit world is treated as a completely different space from the real world.

In other words, if we assume that the time that passes in the spirit world is a week, in the real world, it is only about 7 seconds.

It was the secret to Aisia, an elf, being able to survive for a long time even after G-Gren suppressed the flow of time and became a Dyurahan.

She spent most of her boring life entrusting herself to the spirit realm.

She said that was what she was good at.

They say they hate doing troublesome things… Maybe that’s why I did most of the chores.

Still, I haven’t forgotten my duty.

“G-Gren. I never thought I could have become a Dullahan because I couldn’t find a disciple while I was alive. But that effort, talent, and will are worthy of being called my disciple. I’ll praise you.”

“Thank you.”

“But are there any downsides to being a Dyurahan?”

“…That’s right. I’ve become a body that can’t grow anymore.”

“Are you satisfied with that?”

“I can’t believe it! A swordsman is someone who aims for the top. I only finished with 7 stars, but I hate myself day by day because I couldn’t reach 10 stars, the sword saint.”

“As expected.”

Isis nodded.

“Do you have any ideas?”

G-Gren’s eyes shone.

Master, Isis is a swordsman who even broke the laws of physics.

The swordsman who has reached the 10th level, the object of all worship.

Overwhelming talent.

Life span far longer than short-lived humans.

It was Isis that broke the life of a mortal.

Then, wouldn’t you know how to reach 10 stars, whether you break Dullahan’s body or break the limit of 7 stars?

I expected that.

“Maybe?”

“…As expected.”

Isis smiled brightly, as if asking what she wanted.

“It’s already dead. If it grew more, all the undead would have turned into monsters. But don’t worry too much. Even if you don’t grow up, this is what you have.”

Isis flicking the sword and head.

“…What do you mean?”

“Dumb disciple. I’ll give up on growth and tell you how to get new powers. It will be a great power for you who have already closed your growth plates.”

From that day on, G-Gren’s screams rang as cleanly as those of the undead.

He was also generous with Leatis Penrose.

“You are already on the right track. He taught you well.”

“Are you referring to El?”

“Of course. I don’t know how that idiot taught him… Just do it like this. But, there are still a lot of crooked parts. Little details. If you learn and absorb them all, you’ll be much better than you are now.”

Unexpectedly, Leatis was not harsh, but kind.

The last time I saw Isabel Altair…

“…Who are you?”

“I’m a student at the same academy! A swordsman aiming for the top of the quicksword!”

A girl with silver hair and blue eyes.

The same blue eyes as Isis made me feel a strange sense of identity.

“I managed to think of coming here. I hear you risked your life to save El and came to the tomb of the dead?”

“…That’s right.”

“How come? I know you and El don’t have any special relationship.”

“That, that’s as helpful as a prosecutor…”

“Don’t say that.”

“……”

“Anyway. People like this are very rare.”

Isis spun around his body.

I walk slowly with my hands behind my back.

“What are you doing? I’m not following you.”

“Oh, yes!”

There was a huge lake where Isis walked.

A lake bigger than Orion Academy’s Winter Tree Lake.

There was also a bizarre place, but it was no better than the Lake of the Spirits.

Isabel was horrified when she saw the middle of the lake.

“What is that?”

“It’s a spirit. To be precise, he’s the one who takes on the role of captain in the spirit realm.”

A large spirit that fell asleep with its eyes closed.

It seemed to be bigger than the dragon I had seen before.

There are also ranks of spirits.

Minimum.

Low class.

Intermediate.

Advanced.

Superlative.

And the Spirit King.

A genius with a special talent for spirits, though usually only the superlative can be called in the real world.

Sometimes, a being that appears only once in ten thousand years is born.

That existence calls for the Spirit King.

“That, that’s me?!”

“Yeah, you bastard. Is that you?”

“…Isn’t it?”

Isabel quickly became sullen.

Isis smiled and moved her steps towards the lake.

Contrary to the thought that his feet would sink and his small body would sink into the water, Isis walked comfortably through the water.

“…?”

Can I too?

Dive!

“Oh Chaga!”

I tried with naivety, but it also failed.

Isis is the spirit king, a giant tortoise.

He stood in front of Hyunmu.

“The spirits like strange people in a peculiar way. There are many people who like good-looking people like El, but that’s an exception. If you’re not very pretty and handsome like us elves, humans have a choice even with empty words. Not receive.”

Is that why El was chosen by the Spirit?

One question has disappeared.

“But there are times when humans are chosen. What do you think it is?”

“Hmm… Isn’t that a person with a great imagination?”

“Why?”

“I heard spirits like to be creative. So if you’re imaginative…”

“Okay. My fault for asking.”

“……”

Isabelle pursed her lips.

It was a mouth full of dissatisfaction.

“The spirit likes pure people.”

“A pure person?”

Aren’t there too many pure people among humans?

For example, there was a child.

“There may be some misunderstanding, but there is a standard for innocence.”

Isis carefully touched Hyunmu so as not to wake him from sleep.

At that time, a black air flow rose from Hyeonmu’s body.

“That, what the heck…?”

“It means that I don’t fit the qualifications. At least I’m not pure. I didn’t get accepted by Hyunmu.”

Isis smiled like an old man.

“Touch it too.”

“Oh?!”

My body flashed in an instant, and my vision changed.

Isis took Isabelle’s body and stood in front of Hyunmu.

A closer look reveals a greater presence.

Isabelle was terrified of the unknown, she was terrified of the incomprehensible giant size.

I swallowed her dry saliva and did as she told me.

Slowly.

Her hand is sucked inside.

“?!”

“Isn’t it amazing? Innocence is.”

“This is…”

“Innocence tends to become tainted as you get older and more aware of the world. But you have a pristine innocence even with time. That’s your talent. In other words, you’re stupid.”

“……”

It would have been perfectly fine if you had left out the back remarks.

Hyeonmu closed his eyes as if he was comfortable.

Isabelle also stayed still for a long time because the feeling of her hand inside her was very strange.

“From now on, communicate with Hyunmu except for eating, sleeping, and urinating here.”

Isis gave tasks to everyone and went to El.

***

“Your body doesn’t work out, it doesn’t. It’s not just one or two annoying things.”

Isis patted him on the waist.

She looked at her scenery for a while and asked her.

“How can you teach us when you hate trouble so much?”

“You bastard. It’s more troublesome for the world to end. With great power comes great responsibility. Huh.”

Isis sighs and clicks her tongue.

‘Who knows… Oops.’

His fists went back and forth in front of his eyes.

“Tsk. Be quick-witted. It’s okay, I’ll tell you what I need to know and leave, so open your ears and listen carefully.”

Isis sat down.

Immediately, he worked seriously, erasing any signs of pathetic expression or annoyance.

“I can only say the conclusion. You were loved by the spirits. You were also loved by the sword. It would be okay to walk the path as a spirit sage and as a swordsman without missing anything. But you are already learning something.”

“The Frost Slasher.”

Isis nodded.

“The Frost Slasher is a swordsmanship I created. Do you know what that means?”

I thought about it for a while.

A swordsmanship created by Isis.

A swordsmanship created by elves, not humans.

The biggest characteristic of an elf is right away.

“…It must contain spirits.”

It was a spirit.

“Still, my head seems to be spinning. It’s a swordsmanship originally designed for me, so the power of the spirits is a must. I’m a little sorry for G-Gren, but… To her, I wonder if humans can actually learn my swordsmanship. It was for an experiment. As a result, it ended up ruining the student.”

I was immersed in darkness as if I was regretting what had happened.

Shake your head and erase it.

“Anyway, it’s a good swordsmanship for you. You said you learned the frost sword? Show what you learned in order.”

There are a total of 6 swordsmanships, but only 4 were able to properly handle them.

Looked it all up.

Experience and talent accumulated so far.

I can confidently say that I have never lacked anything.

But Isis frowned as if she didn’t like it.

“As expected, you believe in your talent too much. Your mindset is rotten. I’ll fix it all today.”

For a moment, my vision went black.

The stars were spinning in front of my eyes.