Chapter 183

Name:Academy's Genius Swordsman Author:
Chapter 183

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My subordinate has something to say. Its about what happened that day.

Zaifa tapped the Lieutenants shoulder. Ronan noticed Adeshans quickened breath. Ronan, belatedly recalling her trauma, whispered.

Should we talk about it later?

No, its okay.

Adeshan shook her head. She faced the two people like someone confronting their fear. Lieutenant Nemea approached and bowed her head. With heer imposing stature, she seemed like a towering wall in front of them.

I should express this first. I apologize.

It was a courteous demeanor that didnt match her size. It was an apology for the rudeness she had shown when she encountered Ronan during the massacre. Ronan replied.

Its okay.

No. I was too rude at that time. Even in such a situation, I should have maintained my composure It was my fault for being inexperienced.

Nemea spoke with her head bowed. As expected, the reason she had been startled by Ronan was that the attackers eye color matched Ronans.

Ronans speculation was spot on. The identities of the attackers were Darman, Ajie, and the Ferocious Sword Croden. Nemea explained that her comrades died splattering blood whenever the scarlet eyes flashed.

Damn it.

Ronan twisted his lips. Having experienced the annihilation of a squad himself, he knew how devastating it must have been for the Lieutenant. Ronan, who had been silently listening, waved his hands.

Its really okay, so lift your head. Even if it were me, I would have lost my mind.

Thank you.

Only then did Nemea raise her head. Even after experiencing such an ordeal, the fact that she thought to apologize to others showed that she was indeed different, even though she was a former member of the Imperial Knights. Ronan, who had been observing her, spoke up.

Is there any other business?

Yes. Since you also seem to be in discomfort, Ill make it brief. I happened to overhear the conversation of the attackers that day.

Oh?

It was muffled by the rain, but I heard it clearly. Most of it was chatter, but occasionally, I caught snippets that sounded out of the ordinary.

As she was a Warelion with exceptional hearing, it was possible. Nemea said they mentioned a specific location. Although she couldnt ascertain if it was Nebula Claziers next destination, it was still valuable information.

Nemea said she would document what she heard and send it to Ronan soon. Since, Ajie, the only spared in Parzan was escorted to Rodolan, she also added that she would compile any extracted gleaned from her there. After finishing speaking, she bowed her head once again.

Well then, Ill visit again soon. Take care of yourself.

Thank you.

The two beastmen left the room. Zaifa left behind a bottle of aged Perennial Snowflower liquor on the bed side table as a get-well gift. It seemed like being in the Philleon Academy was quite pleasant. Like a tiger going mad.

Somehow, Ronan had a feeling he would be seeing Zaifawa often in the future. Adeshan, who had been beside him, sighed suddenly. Ronan asked with concern.

Hey, are you alright?

Phew Im much better now.

Adeshan regulated her breathing. She didnt look away from Zaifa until the end. It was impressive how she maintained her composure throughout. After all, no matter what anyone said, Zaifa was the one who had caused her familys downfall.

Ronan, who got along with everyone without any reservations, often forgot that Zaifa was the leader of the Great Alliance of Northern Beasts, who had unleashed the Night of the Fangs. Ronan held her hand until Adeshans breathing steadied again. Soon, she regained her composure completely and chuckled softly.

Yeah. Im really okay now. Your hands seem to have gotten bigger though.

Thank goodness.

By the way, you mentioned you developed your Aura, what is it?

Um Its a bit difficult to demonstrate here. Ill show you outside.

Ronan said, looking at the flamboyant Lamancha leaning against the wall. It seemed too flashy for indoor use. Adeshan added.

Right. Your club members all went out for club activities. They should be back by tomorrow. Elizabeth went to the Dawn Magic Tower for training.

Even without Ronan, the Special Adventure Club was still running smoothly. Their current activity was visiting (raiding) the griffins nest, which had caused casualties. It wasnt as intense as when Ronan was there, but to ordinary students, it was still enough craziness.

Its nice that everyone is busy.

Ronan nodded with a satisfied smile. Just then, the door of the infirmary swung open, and familiar faces entered one after another. Shullifen, Navirose, and Iril. Ronans eyes met with his sisters, who clapped her hands and exclaimed.

My little brother, youre finally awake!

Sister?

Do you know how worried I was? Huh?

Iril rushed over to Ronan and pulled him into a tight hug. Tear marks were already visible on her cheeks. It seemed he had caused more worry again. After stroking her brothers face for a while, Iril turned to Shullifen and spoke.

Thank you so much, Sir Shullifen, for saving my brother.

I just did what needed to be done.nove(l)bi(n.)com

Yeah, yeah. I missed you too.

Ronan gently stroked Cita, who was now the size of a large dog. Somehow, it seemed like she had grown so much that she could almost carry people and fly.

The response was very quick. Less than an hour after Cita returned, there was a tapping on the dormitory window with a birds beak, carrying the imperial decree.

-Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap.

Youre so impatient. Hold on, will you?

Ronan checked the letter tied to the birds ankle. It confirmed receipt of the report and advised him to rest as the results of the meeting would be forthcoming soon. The Emperors handwritten note expressed gratitude and recognition for his efforts.

Whoosh! After reading all the orders, the magically enchanted paper spontaneously burst into flames and disappeared. Rubbing his chin, Ronan muttered under his breath.

What will you do now? Nebula Clazier.

It was difficult to predict the many changes that would occur in the future. Just considering the people who survived in Parzan at that time, there were many influential figures from various walks of life on the continent. They were expected to share the horrifying events they experienced in Parzan with their acquaintances.

Theyll truly become an enemy of the world now.

Ronan, who had fought against Lycopos, was convinced. He believed he still had a chance to win. Though they were undoubtedly strong, they were insufficient to break the absolute power of a nation. He could understand why they hadnt launched a full-scale attack.

There must have been a reason why the strong ones were eliminated one by one.

When there was a chance of victory, they needed to completely break the momentum. Killing all the giants would be good, but it would be even better if the disaster of their arrival didnt happen at all. After finishing his most urgent tasks, Ronan left his room. His destination was Katirs office.

I should inform him on this occasion.

Katir would have undoubtedly heard the news, but directly speaking about it would provide more accurate information. Philleon, where he returned after a month, was incredibly peaceful.

The students who regained spring were not wearing thick coats. The flower beds were blooming with various colors of flowers. The chaos and tragedy that had occurred in Parzan felt like a dream of one night.

Suddenly, Ronans gaze fell on the sword swaying at his waist. Lamancha, imbued with Lynns essence, still maintained its peculiar form. About 70% of the swords blade had turned into a snowy white color, resembling pieces of wood that had been glued together. Ronan, staring at the blade intently, spoke.

Lynn.

Despite waiting for a long time, there was no response. Ronan suppressed a wry smile. Lynn hadnt spoken since leaving Parzan. It seemed that the blow of losing her physical body to Darman was bigger than expected.

It was impossible to know if she would never speak again. However, it was clear that Lynn existed within the sword. As if to prove it, the scabbard of Lynns sword subtly tapped Ronans buttocks every time he took a step.

So thats why she was so obsessed with butts.

It seemed like he knew why she had been fond of touching others buttocks so much. Chuckling, Ronan strolled through the academy campus. He decided to remain faithful to what he could do with the sword. Who knows, if he fed it plenty of blood, she might regain her strength and start speaking again.

Shes going to fight with Sunbe quite a lot.

Ronan imagined the moment when Lynn would regain her body. If she continued her usual behavior of harassing him, it was obvious that Adesans eyes would widen in surprise. Ronan chuckled as he envisioned the chaos that would ensue.

Its going to be interesting.

As he strolled along, lost in various thoughts, he suddenly found himself standing in front of the principals office. Just as he was about to knock, the closed door opened on its own, and Katirs voice was heard.

Come in.

It was a voice devoid of energy. Ronan nodded and entered the room. Katir was standing in front of his desk, covering his face with both hands.

Long time no see, Ronan Im truly glad, but please forgive this old man who can not welcome you properly.

What, whats going on?

Oh my

Instead of answering, Katir sighed deeply. When he removed his hands, his face revealed an indescribable concern.

Suddenly, Ronan noticed a piece of paper clenched in Katirs hand. It was a finely crafted crimson paper, much more luxurious than what was used to deliver the Emperors decrees.

As Katir reread the letter, he staggered. He barely avoided falling by grabbing onto the desk. Ronan frowned at this unexpected behavior in front of someone.

Damn it, what the hell is going on?

Im sorry I just cant keep calm. You must also know. Among the students enrolling this year, the Red Dragon Itargand is there.

I know. So what?

Ronan raised his brow. Since he was the one who brought him, there was no way he wouldnt know. Katir, after putting down the paper, wiped his face.

His mother is coming to visit.

What?

Ronans eyes widened. He must have misheard. Or maybe this old man had finally succumbed to a brain disorder. However, he quickly proved that his mind was still intact by clearly articulating the impending matter.

In other words, it means Navardose is coming in person.

Shit.

Ronan cursed. He immediately understood Katirs attitude. Navardose, the Mother of Fire. During the incident of the giants arrival in his previous life, she was the only Red Dragon who defeated the giants without dying.

[TL/N: Mommy Navirose teasing Adeshan and Adeshan being jealous tehehe also I bet the Mother of Fire will be a MILF :3]

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