Wipe Out the Academy With a Wooden Sword

2. Mistiltein (1)

[Mistiltein, activate.]

[Starting ■■■ training.]

Lee Do-jin lost his consciousness at the same time he heard an unidentified sweet voice.

How many hours have passed?

Lee Do-jin slowly opened her eyes. A forest full of trees caught my eye.

I could smell the grass.

“Are you ready to wake up?”

A clear yet soft voice came to my ears.

Lee Do-jin opened her eyes wide.

White hair. And green eyes twinkling.

A woman who at first glance looked like a young girl stroked Lee Do-jin’s hair.

“Now you will come to your senses.”

And again, my vision went dark.

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Opened her eyes again.

There were no thick forests this time. The unidentified girl was also nowhere to be seen.

It was the ceiling of her father’s workspace.

My mind returned, but I could still feel the heat in my body.

I also had a headache. Her whole body tingled.

“What the hell.”

It is certain that something like a tree branch has permeated his heart.

What did you say?

“Miss Tiltein….”

I’m sure that’s what I heard.

[User recognition completed.]

To be a grown-up is tender, but to be a girl is mature.

It was a beautiful voice whose age could not be judged.

It must be the same existence as the girl in the forest we saw earlier.

It seems that the tone has become a bit stiff.

“What the hell are you?”

Did some kind of ‘nano machine’ enter her body?

[This ego, Mistiltein. I only act for my master.]

[Builds an ego system suitable for the owner.]

[Owner, Lee Do-jin. You have completed a body scan. Found a problem.]

[‘Mana achilles’, seeking a solution.]

“Solution? Can you solve the mana impotence?”

I couldn’t believe it easily.

With So Yoo-yeon’s help, even with all the cutting-edge technology, he didn’t even get a bit of mana.

[Finding some solutions to ‘Alexia Mana’ has been completed.]

What?

[Find a weapon suitable for interacting with the Bone Ego, Misteltein.]

“Interaction?”

Weapons were scattered all over the shelves and workspace.

He picked up a sword.

[Inappropriate weapon.]

I picked up the spear.

[Inappropriate weapon.]

I picked up an axe.

[Inappropriate weapon.]

After that, swords, bows and hammers. I picked up all the weapons that could be used as weapons, but all of them were unsuitable.

Interaction.

The ‘Mistiltane’ absorbed into my body was in the form of a tree branch.

In that case.

[This is a suitable weapon.]

“Ha.”

I burst out laughing.

The weapon in my hand right now.

It was a ‘wooden sword’.

[Begins interaction.]

[The power of this ego grants ‘1-star mana’ to the owner’s Danjeon.]

The empty laugh disappeared by itself.

Really, because something started to come up.

I wonder if this is what people say about the filling of the Danjeon.

Like water filling up an empty cup.

My body became full.

“Really… Can you use mana? I?”

A feeling of elation rose from the tips of my toes.

[Release mana.]

The mana that just appeared miraculously in Danjeon.

I moved that mana.

I can’t move. I couldn’t even dream because I wasn’t born.

There’s no way I won’t be able to use what’s already in my hands.

I focused all my attention on Danjeon.

Wriggle!

Like a single sprout sprouting in bare soil.

Burned up mana in the Danjeon.

Starting from sprouts.

Mana spread throughout his body.

As an old tree takes root in the ground.

A place where both arms come together.

There was a wooden sword there.

Sweet!

A transparent air flow rose to the blade of the wooden sword.

Colorless light.

It was a sword.

“… Done.”

I felt a terrible sense of accomplishment.

“It’s blocky.”

I pulled out the sword without a single failure, but the sword was blunt, probably because it was overlaid on the shape of the wooden sword.

It might be a suitable form for destroying something, but what I wanted was a form of swordsmanship that could ‘slash’.

As sharp as a sword that rises from a real sword.

I concentrated my energy on Danjeon again.

Come up.

Colorless flames are engulfed.

But this time it was also blunt.

Keep the flame out.

Here it up again.

Isn’t the shape of the wooden sword the problem?

I started swinging my wooden sword with my sword wrapped around me.

Top cut. Stop cutting. Bottom cut.

Concentrate your mind on the tip of the sword and strike it down.

Ten times.

One hundred times.

A thousand times.

I had cramps in my arms. A drop of sweat ran down the back of the wooden sword.

Tuk-tuk….

The floor was covered with sweat.

I swung the sword for a long time even after confirming that it couldn’t be sharpened even if I swung it with a blunt sword.

Don’t let go.

I have been immersed in swordsmanship for the first time in a long time.

I was struggling with the frustration of not being able to use mana, and it felt like a lie until the day before that I couldn’t concentrate properly.

At that time, I heard a faint voice in my head. It kept ringing like an echo.

After humming for a long time, I could hear the words clearly.

[Pause.]

It was Mistiltein’s voice.

And the moment I realized that, my body suddenly lost its strength.

Beyond the throbbing pain all over my body, a burning pain rose up.

It was only then that I realized. That I abused myself until I far surpassed the limits of my body.

My consciousness went black again.

I opened my eyes. The dense forest that I had seen half a day before caught my eye.

“I never expected to see you again this soon.”

He has white hair and green eyes.

An unidentified girl was looking down at me again.

“Miss Tiltein?”

“Yes.”

Mistiltane stared at me intently.

“My body is a mess. When we met earlier, it was a mess because I was transplanted, but now it’s like the master abused himself.”

At a glance, it seemed that I was dissatisfied. No, it’s closer to doubt than dissatisfaction.

“Right now, I am in the process of restoring my body. This is your heart, and this is my world.”

Mistiltein pressed her face close to me.

“Why did you continue to train your body to such an extent that you overworked it after confirming that you could use sword skills?”

She was asking me something very obvious.

“Because I have longed for it.”

The moment when mana is released and sword skills are achieved.

“Thanks to you. Thank you.”

The moment I thought would never come came true thanks to Mistiltein.

At my words, Mistil Thein opened her eyes wide.

“… If you are grateful, save yourself. So that this never happens again, efficiently. Because there is nothing good about meeting me often. It doesn’t affect reality. It means that there is no benefit from training.”

“Okay.”

I saw the scenery. Winter trees, the same time as reality, covered the surroundings tightly.

Darkness has descended in the sky, just as the sun has set in reality.

“Just a little longer and you should be able to regain consciousness.”

I finally remembered what I should have asked first.

“Why did you come into my body?”

Thanks to her coming in, she was able to use her sword skills at least as a wooden sword, so the questions became more polite.

Mistiltane’s green eyes stared at me.

“The ego that came down to this world has a mission. Picking the right master and making him strong.”

Mistil Thein followed her words.

“And it has the power to determine a person’s unique nature. What I felt from the master was a great desire to become stronger. So it was transplanted. I didn’t expect that desire to be this great.”

Mistiltane let out a light sigh.

“Still, I won’t just sit back and waste time. If you are the owner.”

I don’t think so.

Now I don’t care what’s in my hand. If he could only use a wooden sword, he was confident that even that wooden sword could be sharpened.

“The tone is different, but why is it different? The current tone and the tone when communicating with me in real life.”

“Ego rules. When communicating with the owner as a piece of equipment, use a clear tone so that there is no difference in mutual understanding. Because that’s the rule this world gave to the ego.”

Rules?

“According to the rules, when it is used as an equipment for the master, it enters the ‘advice ego’ state. It is a state in which I quickly take out the books of knowledge in my head and help the master as efficiently as possible.”

When I was in reality, it meant that I was in a state of ‘advice ego’. The fact that the tone is somewhat stiff is also an effect.

“Now the restoration of the body is complete. Go back to reality. Please, please don’t overdo it.”

I couldn’t help but burst into laughter at the look of Mistiltein, who frowned.

“Okay.”

My vision went dark again.

Chun!

Returning to reality, I roughly appeased my hunger with a piece of bread in my bag and picked up the wooden sword again.

I came out to the yard outside. The cold of midwinter became bearable when mana was used. I’ll be sweating again anyway.

The blade around my wooden sword is not sharpened. That’s not a problem with the sword.

I confirmed that while swinging it over a thousand times.

Technology.

It must be a matter of the technology itself that deals with swordsmanship.

I will cut the monster with a wooden sword.

Whether it’s a real sword or a wooden sword in your hand. I had to sharpen it.

Sweet!

Mana wriggled in the Danjeon.

I evenly layered the sword on the wooden sword and repeated the collection.

How many times did you do that?

A thousand times? Two thousand times?

A new sun was rising in the dark sky.

He raised his sword.

Depending on the shape of the wooden sword, it is somewhat rounded.

Putting through my thoughts and will with that sword skill.

You controlled mana.

Tsu-tsu-tsu!

The shape of the sword is slowly changing.

My arms were shaking.

Peee

A colorless flame.

A uniform and sharp sword energy was rising from the wooden sword.

[Excellent.]

Mistiltein’s voice rang in my head.