The Academy’s Savage Swordsman

15. pass

Right after the written exam, Kyle and Yuri, who had left the academy, had many conversations about the exam.

All the memories of the test questions were gone, but the memories of taking the test and the emotions I felt while taking the test remained, so I could tell at a glance whether I did well or not.

Of course, Kyle memorized everything, even the exam questions.

“The test was easy.”

“hahahaha! It was easy.”

“I think I can get a perfect score.”

“Oh, that’s great.”

It was Yuri who spoke first. Now, isn’t it the official fiance who has been officially recognized by the duke? Yuri had many questions about her fiancé. A lot.

As she tried to unravel the questions she had accumulated over the past ten years, she had a pile of things to ask even with her hard and icy personality.

“I think I can do it as a senior if I just look at my skills.”

“Is that really great?”

“How are you Kyle?”

“top? Of course it’s mine.”

If the master doesn’t take the chief, then who the hell is the chief? Kyle was confident. Confidence in getting 100 or 140 points in the practical test.

Hearing that, Yuri burst into admiration as if it were amazing.

“Did you read the handwriting well?”

“yes?”

“The chief looks at the written performance scores together.”

“Well, I think it will be difficult to get a perfect score on writing.”

“Then it might be difficult. Rumors are spreading that the academy written exam was made easy for commoners to pass.”

“… … uh?”

Kyle groaned and looked at the glass. Yuri tilted her head and explained the situation at the academy.

Dyros Academy was created to attract talented people. As a matter of course, talented people are not limited to the nobility.

It was the academy written exam that was known to say that even among the commoners, there were talented people who showed great talent, and that even a commoner who couldn’t read could avoid failing if he studied for a week or so.

Since it was such an easy test, educated aristocrats could basically get a perfect score.

Of course, to the end——but it’s just a rumor.

“… … What if I fail?”

“It can’t be, but… … If you fail, even if you get a perfect score on practical skills, you will fail.”

“ah.”

Kyle let out a sigh. No, even if your practical skills are perfect, it’s a failure?

Where is the sh*tty rule like that?

Kyle prepared for the practical test, determined to pass even if he had to reveal that he was a master if he couldn’t do it.

* * *

That’s how we arrived at the practical test day.

“I’m sure you would have told everyone to jump.”

Instructor for the Academy’s Knight’s Practical Examination.

Gawain passed dozens of students who had collapsed at his feet—and approached the students who were still standing and looking at him.

“Are you rebelling against my orders?”

“Oh no!”

“Oh, yes? Then it means that you are a coward who cannot carry out orders even after hearing them.”

“… … Yay-!”

Hearing Gawain’s words, some students who were in confusion rushed to him. It was a good quality for a soldier, but not for a knight.

Gawain stunned the rushing students in an instant, then looked at the three students who were still standing there staring at him.

“What the hell are you guys still standing for?”

“—Instructor, no matter how much you are, if you ignore it like that, you will get hurt.”

At those words, the examinee next to me cautiously opened his mouth. He took out his sword from his waist and approached the instructor with a triumphant expression. I felt the aura from his sword and realized why he was so powerful.

‘… … Expert?’

“Um- you have the ability to be a kkong.”

There was no way that Gawain, the same master as I felt, couldn’t feel it, so Gawain smiled and looked at the unknown student.

“name is?”

“It’s Hundred.”

“great. Hundred. come.”

The next moment, Hundred covered his whole body with an aura and ran forward. But I knew firsthand what the future would be like after a while.

Just as I had been beaten by Chantalka, Gawain casually let go of the Hundred’s sword and hit the Hundred’s chin with the hilt.

Leaving behind Hundred, who had been beaten without knowing what he had been subjected to, Gawain looked at the only two remaining test takers.

“Do you two have anything to show me?”

“Oh, no… … .”

“—It’s not that great.”

Only after all who watched had fallen—I cautiously stepped forward. Well, I didn’t care because I was going to fail anyway.

I stepped forward and pointed my sword at Gawain as I slightly turned my aura and loosened my muscles. The sword, which moved so slowly that you couldn’t even feel it moving, stuck to Gawain’s sword.

Realizing belatedly that my sword was facing his own, Gawain panicked and tried to pull it out, but my aura rode his sword faster.

“like this?”

“… … you, what is this?”

Gawain looked at me in disbelief. I gently removed the sword and tucked it into my waistband.

I didn’t show direct evidence of being an Auror Master, but he must have realized that I was an Auror Master. It was something I had to hide, but I couldn’t help it.

‘How can I hide that I am a Master from the Master?’

As long as I don’t force you to lose, you’ll know I’m the Master right away once you share the sword – I don’t want to force you to lose to hide my secret. More than anything, there was a reason why I couldn’t force myself to lose.

I messed up the notes, but I could have failed to actually enter the school if I even finished my practical skills… … .

If it wasn’t for the Hundred mentioned earlier, he would have tried to pretend to be an expert, but since an expert had already appeared, he couldn’t attract attention unless he became a master.

“I will just go. old man.”

“Hey, what’s your name?”

“This is Kyle Meyer.”

“Guardian sword of the Empire. is it. The future of the empire is bright.”

Hearing Gawain’s praise, I shrugged my shoulders and left the test room. Right after I left, I heard Gawain yelling at the student who hadn’t taken any action until the end.

Leaving behind his shouts, I was overcome with baseless confidence that I would pass.

What, unless the academy went crazy, there’s no way the Master could be eliminated?

* * *

“Then, from now on, we will select the students to enter the academy.”

After all the exams were over, the gathered professors began selecting students to enter the academy. The selection method was simple.

After combining the written and practical grades, it is determined whether this student is a talent suitable for the academy or not.

Of course, there were some people who had to pass regardless of grades. Priests sent by the imperial family or the holy kingdom.

Excluding such people, admission to the academy is entirely determined by rational grades.

It was very long and tedious because it was a job that screened out a lot of academy candidates—so it was customary for only young professors to participate, but… … Unusually, the senior professor and master, Sir Gawain, participated today.

Thanks to this, other professors were even more enthusiastic about the evaluation. Because I couldn’t show the appearance of judging in front of Gawain.

“Hmmm, I won’t mind too much.”

“No, how could that be… … Isn’t Sir Gawain a hero of the Empire?”

“How many years ago are you talking about?”

Gawain chattered like a well-behaved old man. He was rummaging through papers and looking for someone’s papers.

Seeing that, the other professors asked if there was anyone they were looking for—but Gawain shook his head and replied that it was fine.

“Mei, fail. leaving out… .”

“Kingswin. Practical failure, dropout.”

“Hitel, failure. leaving out… ?”

The professors who continued the screening tilted their heads when they realized that there were many students who failed the test this year. Originally, less than half of the test takers would have failed, but there is no way that the level of the test takers has fallen this year.

In the first place, it was common sense to consider the percentage of successful applicants, taking into account that the level of examinees for that year would drop. However, strangely, there were many students who failed, and after comparing all of them, they were all students from the Department of Engineering.

Among them, only Sir Gawain took charge of the exam, all of them failed.

“I, Sir Gawain… ? May I ask for an explanation?”

“What do you mean?”

“About how Sir Gawain failed all of the students he supervised.”

“You failed all of them! No way!”

Gawain groaned and protested that it was nonsense.

“There must be someone who passed!”

“no… Don’t you?”

“Nonsense!”

At the words of the other professors, Gawain rummaged through the test-takers’ test tickets as if he couldn’t believe them. As he eagerly rummaged through his admission ticket, one of the professors cautiously opened his mouth.

“… … Hey, Sir Gawain? I’m sorry to say this, but this kid named Mae Bell is a prodigy with excellent swordsmanship. There is also a record of winning in several swordsmanship competitions.”

“It doesn’t matter!”

“No, it doesn’t matter! We are talking about biased test results!”

Amid the silence in the room caused by the professor who yelled out loud, Gawain, who was rummaging through his test slip, raised his head and looked at the professor who was shouting at him.

A professor in the same department as himself. A genius who reached the level of an expert at a young age and even occupied an academy professorship.

However——he was a hero of the living empire, and he was not a match for Master Gawain.

“May Bell… … Come to think of it, do you have the same last name as me?”

“Oh, oh- that’s it. That—because it’s my relative… … .”

“Because they’re relatives—even if you don’t have the skills, you have to pass the exam first?”

“It doesn’t mean that! She is really talented… … .”

“It doesn’t look like a young one to me. Are you saying you have better eyesight than me?”

At Gawain’s words, the professor kept his mouth shut. Countless articles taught by Gawain spread throughout the empire.

Saying that Sir Gawain, who had raised so many knights, had the wrong eyes was the same as insulting the many knights he had raised.

When the professor, unable to turn the knights into enemies, kept his mouth shut, Gawain clicked his tongue and began to search for one person’s admission ticket with the help of other professors.

“Find the exam ticket for an examinee named Kyle Meyer.”

As soon as Gawain’s words came to an end, people hurriedly rummaged through their test scores, like graduate students who had listened to their professor’s orders.

With the help of people, I was able to find Kyle Meyer’s test ticket hidden among the piles of test tickets not long after.

“100 points… ?”

The professor who saw the score of the practical test written there muttered in disbelief. Who is Sir Gawain? Two years ago, he was a stubborn old college professor who did not give 100 points even to a genius student who tried to enter the academy as a duck expert.

Is he 100 points? Even considering that everyone else except him scored 0, I couldn’t say this test was particularly easy.

“No, what is this… … .”

“100 points- Sir Gawain, how did this happen… ?”

While the professors were looking at Kyle Meyer’s admission ticket in disbelief, one professor realized why the admission ticket had never been found.

“Hey, Sir Gawain?”

“Well. What happened?”

“Is this student failing?”

“—What nonsense is that!”

Kyle Meyer is unqualified. Startled by the sound, Gawain immediately took the test ticket and checked Kyle Meyer’s score.

Practical skill 100/100 points passed

Written 10/100 point error

final fail

Seeing his handwritten score, Gawain looked down at the admission ticket while his hands trembled. However, no matter how many times I looked at it, the word “failure” did not change to “pass.”

“Hey, bring this student’s test paper! right now!”

“Yes, yes.”

The professor was puzzled as to what he was trying to do, but he quietly brought Kyle Mayer’s test papers, probably thinking that it was better to obediently obey than to disobey the master’s wishes.

Kyle’s test paper was worse than expected, but the professor who brought the test paper realized that Kyle Meyer’s practical score was not 100 points, but even 200 points should not be accepted.

“Here it is… … .”

“Well.”

Gawain, who was handed the exam paper, frowned when he saw the first question. The problem of writing the name of His Majesty, the first emperor of the empire. no, is this wrong?

However, when I saw the answer written below, I was able to breathe a sigh of relief.

“No, who graded this?”

“Yes? Maybe the judges… … .”

“I have to hit it right now. Why is this the wrong answer?”

Gawain began to turn the incorrectly marked questions into correct ones one by one with the pen in place.

“Don’t you dare say His Majesty’s name? What a great loyalty! answer!”

“The spirit to say you don’t know about a problem you don’t know! answer!”

“Eh! What is the use of mathematics to a knight, treat this as an answer!”

Gawain, who had been increasing Kyle’s score with absurd coercion, hesitated at tactic number 17. The problem of writing down the tactics needed to annihilate 5,000 soldiers with 300 soldiers.

Kyle writes in this problem, ‘Siege and annihilate 5000 people with 300 people.’

It was common sense.

“Sir Gawain, honestly, this is nonsense… … How can 5,000 with 300?”

“Hey, why can’t you make sense? The person who actually did it is right in front of you.”

However, Gawain said that he had achieved this nonsense in real life. The event that made him a hero of the empire.

The historical event of directly subduing 5,000 rebels with 50 members of the Black Lion Knights.

“If I can do it, then this must be theoretically possible too, right?”

Of course, realistically, it is impossible for a single knight to defeat 5,000 soldiers with 300 soldiers.

It is nonsense. If others had written down these correct answers, Gawain would have been mortified.

However, if it were none other than Kyle Meyer himself who wrote the correct answer, he could have thought like this.

‘It’s something I can actually do.’

He just wrote down what he could do.

But what about handling errors?

“So this is the correct answer. if it goes like this… … .”

Gawain looked down at Kyle’s exam papers. If you include all questions answered correctly, your score is 30 points.

It wasn’t an outstanding score, but it narrowly escaped passing.

“Proceed as it is, no- pass!”

The professors who soothed Gawain, who had passed Kyle, made the students who received 0 points avoid failing grades.

Just like that, the Department of Engineering was overflowing with candidates who received the lowest score ever.