The Academy’s Genius Magic Swordsman

Senior Xian, who managed to regain his aiming position, pulled two arrows at the end of his bow.

Compared to the first attack, the number of arrows decreased, but that in no way meant that her attack was weakened.

Two arrows that branched out from the end of the bow were flying toward me with different trajectories and speeds.

An arrow flying straight towards me.

An arrow that soars into the air and draws a huge arc.

Sorry to senior Xian, but this was also one of the expected attacks.

It was an attack that I had seen countless times in my previous life, and of course I already knew about the destruction method.

First of all, an arrow coming towards me in a straight line.

I was already wide enough, so it wasn’t difficult to set up the arcane barrier before the arrows reached me.

The problem is, though, that it’s not the kind of attack that can only be blocked by an arcane barrier.

It was a good way to deal with the hole in the belly skin if you were relieved that you had time to spare and installed a vision barrier.

‘pop.’

With a light explosion sound, a small explosion magic occurred on the left side of the waist.

Not an explosion to block the arrow like before, but an explosion magic to tilt my body to the right.

My body tilted slightly to the right due to the recoil of the explosion magic, and in addition to the previous step, I was laid straight down.

The arrows that grazed my body at close intervals headed straight for the arena wall.

Because the first arrow of this type of shooting, an arrow that flies in a straight line, was a type of arrow that could not be blocked or knocked out.

Whether it was rolling on the floor, rising into the sky, or crawling on the ground, the only correct answer was to avoid it at all costs.

Otherwise, if I tried to stop it stupidly, my whole body would surely burst into pieces.

‘Boom!’

The arrow, which had lost its target, crashed into the wall of the arena with a loud sound.

With an unbelievable plosive sound that came from an arrow.

Glancing my eyes to check the site where the arrow had been stuck, the arrow had caused a crack that wasn’t small, as if it had been broken by throwing a huge rock.

As soon as I saw the scene, a cool sensation ran down my spine, albeit for a brief moment.

It’s far better to roll on the stone floor than to be hit by something like that.

The reason why senior Xian was the head of the archery department after entering the school was explained by the fact that he could shoot such an arrow accurately and quickly.

The unique magical power that senior Xian unconsciously continued to blow into the arrow worked with various effects depending on the type of attack she wanted to use.

An example of an extreme use of that arcane magic was the different type of shooting that senior Xian used.

An attack that is more difficult to deal with when moving in two forms: straight and curved.

Among them, the arrow that flew straight to the target at a straight line contained her unique magical power compressed to the limit.

The destructive power he had personally witnessed in his previous life was enough to pierce ten soldiers in full armor at once.

Even she, a student who has not yet graduated from the academy, should be able to use the power to penetrate at least five people.

That much power was enough.

To lightly pierce the 4th circle vision barrier and lightly pierce my own body as well.

That’s why I only focused on avoiding it.

It wasn’t the kind of attack that could be solved by blocking it at all.

The sound of cutting the wind got closer and closer.

I felt the second arrow from a different type of shooting fly towards me through the back of my head, so I turned my body to avoid the flying arrow.

The second arrow, which almost grazed my cheek, seemed to be moving away from me.

It turned 180 degrees while drawing an elliptical trajectory in the air without falling or getting stuck on the floor.

It was not too soft, so it drew a flexible curve that even the arrow itself could be bent.

The characteristic of the second arrow is its ridiculous induction power.

Compared to the first arrow, although the power is a bit weak, it is an attack that delivers an effective hit anyway.

Originally, whatever type of arrow Xian shot, it showed a movement that guided the target with the influence of arcane magic.

The second arrow of this heterogeneous shooting had a different guiding power than the other arrows.

This guy was characterized by flying around like that forever until he hit the target.

Even drawing a trajectory that can’t even be explained in words like that.

It was a way to memorize the magical power of the target and actively respond to it.

It was quite a menacing attack just that such arrows continued to irritate his nerves during the battle.

There are two main ways to deal with the second arrow that leads to an endless chase.

One was to take damage and allow some injuries and move on.

The second was to remove the cause, the arrow itself.

Fire. With a sound, a high-temperature compressed flame fortress rose around the arrow.

As soon as the bush clover arrows passed through the prepared high-temperature flame fortress, all but one arrowhead made of iron turned to ashes and disappeared.

If it was an arrow that couldn’t be avoided, the only solution was to get rid of it.

The bush clover arrow, with only the arrowhead remaining, clattered and fell to the floor of the arena.

“… … .”

At this point, Xian-senpai’s eyes looking at me changed to a mixture of surprise and admiration.

He must have intended to end it with this second attack, and he did not hesitate to use this high-management skill for that purpose.

Unfortunately, her current skill was a bit lacking in power to hurt me.

In fact, just avoiding this attack was the same as deciding the direction of the game.

As if to use the next technique, Xian took out a handful of arrows from the quiver and held them in one hand.

At the same time as the taut string snapped, five arrows flew towards me from her bow.

I’ll see the odds before this attack is over.

After narrowing the gap to a distance where even Cyan-senpai could not avoid the attack.

To finish it in one shot without unnecessary blows.

Currently, the distance with senior Xian is about 100 meters.

Each shot would be a fatal blow, so I had to keep getting hit to a minimum.

At 80 meters the first arrow came right in front of me.

Since I kept an eye on it from the beginning and watched the movement, there was no difficulty in striking it with a broadsword.

A second arrow approached at 60 meters.

Because it was still an arrow flying in an honest trajectory, it could be blown away by the impact of the explosion magic.

Third arrow at 40 meters.

I had enough time to create a magic barrier, so I safely blocked it with a magic barrier.

And, when only 20 meters of distance are left.

The fourth and fifth arrows were aimed at me at the same time.

I couldn’t observe the movement, I flew in an unpredictable path, and I didn’t have time to open the next magic barrier.

In addition, the two arrows flew from exactly opposite directions, so they completely compensated for each other’s blind spots.

No matter how fast you moved, you wouldn’t be able to avoid both feet.

There was only one way to deal with this.

Close your eyes, and hit only one of the two.

“Turn it off… !!”

I forced myself to hold back the screams that erupted from the pain of an arrow piercing my left thigh.

Through the torn wounds, Xian senior’s roaring inherent magic seemed to dig through the wounds.

I was vaguely prepared to receive it from the day the sparring was concluded today, but as expected, it was a very painful blow.

But what can I do? To face her, I had to be prepared to give up at least one leg.

It was an inevitable choice because I didn’t want to drag this confrontation into a long game.

“What?”

Perhaps he hadn’t expected that he would run without stopping even after being hit by his own attack, and he felt blatant bewilderment on senior Xian’s face.

Because the distance was already narrow enough to run away.

He threw his body one last time and crashed into her with momentum.

“Oh!”

My body was superimposed on Xian-senpai’s body lying on the floor, and I immediately tried to stab her neck with the broadsword in my hand.

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Just before the blade pierced my flesh, I felt something blocking it.

“Quit, huh… !”

Even until the very last moment, she held her bow with both hands and accurately blocked the handle of her broadsword.

The fact that senior Xian didn’t give up even at the point where a match had already been won was what I truly respected her for.

Well, I didn’t mean to lose because of that.

“Senior Xian.”

“… yes.”

“Thank you for your effort.”

“… yes.”

It was an answer brimming with resignation.

Gathering the radiance in her left hand, which was not holding the sword, pressed it as close as possible to the part where her heart was.

Including your own consideration to minimize suffering.

Due to the light magic extending from my fingertips, senior Xian, who was supporting me from below, disappeared at the same time.

My body, which had been floating in the air, also immediately fell to the floor.

That meant that the death prevention magic targeting Xian sunbaenim had been properly activated.

At the same time, it meant that I had won the match against senior Xian.

“… Winner, Conrad Perdalos!”

Immediately after my victory declaration was announced by the referee, all the students who were watching the game stood up and shouted cheers.

“Wow, crazy. Is it true that the level of fighting between the head of the archery department and the chief of the magic department is true?”

“It seems like you entered the academy just to see this. You two are fighting nonsense, did you see them see each other through it again?”

“The real heart becomes magnificent… .”

I heard shouts of my name from behind, but instead of remaining at the training ground and receiving long cheers, I hurriedly pulled myself together.

There were other things to do first before enjoying the feeling of being a winner.

Grabbing his limp leg, he hurriedly walked out of the arena.

I climbed into a wagon waiting for patients at the academy and moved to the church.

⁎ ⁎ ⁎

Xian closed his eyes for a moment and woke up on the patient’s bed.

It was a surprising and strange sensation that I had never felt before, that the sensation that I had just been lying on the hard stone floor changed to the soft bed.

Admiring the miraculous effect of the anti-death magic, Xi’an’s heart skipped a beat.

Maybe the reason why my heart is pounding is because of other reasons.

“long time no see.”

It was a loss I hadn’t experienced in a long time.

Since winning an archery match with her father before her tenth birthday, she has never suffered a proper defeat.

A few months ago, in a match called the Hunting Festival, even though they lost first place, it was more of an accident than a defeat.

Even though she clearly knew in her head that the junior was stronger than herself, the very small space in her heart was making her unable to understand.

As a result, he was forced to request a match in the evaluation match, and the confrontation was accepted with the generosity of a broad-minded junior.

And, the result is this.

In front of nearly half of the entire Academy, Cyan Rudflika was officially defeated by Conrad Perdalos.

“I really lost.”

It was a clean and perfect defeat that left no room for two words.

All of his means of attack were perfectly countered by him, and on the contrary, everything he did exceeded my expectations.

It may have looked outwardly, but what she felt was an overwhelming sense of defeat.

However, accompanied by a slight palpitations.

It was a loss she hadn’t felt in nearly ten years, but she wasn’t resentful or ashamed.

Rather, the face of the junior I met in the last moment right before the game kept coming up in my head.

He had prepared for the pain equivalent to dying the moment his palm touched his chest to hit him.

“… It didn’t hurt at all.”

It was because she was moved to the church after being judged by the anti-death magic while closing and opening her eyes without even feeling pain.

That junior was considerate of himself until the final moments of the match.

Even though the junior was in pain as her thigh was pierced by an arrow she shot.

Since the victory was confirmed anyway, it would have been nice to have vented my anger at least a little.

“Yes.”

My heart, which had calmed down for a moment, started beating again.

She immediately recognized the identity of the emotion, but soon denied it from her head.

To feel rational feelings toward a person of the same age.

It will undoubtedly become a laughing stock for everyone in my hometown.

It’s just that he’s stronger than himself, clearer than himself, and more considerate than himself.

Feelings like this illusion of a midsummer night will disappear like a lie if you wake up after sleeping one night.

After thinking like that, Xian quietly buried his face in the blanket.

It was two hours later that Conrad visited Xian’s hospital room.