episode_0017

“Block it!!”

The academy instructors who were observing the exam from a separate observation room all ran towards the training ground.

‘Why did this happen?’

It was a question that dominated their minds as they ran at full speed.

When the entrance exams began.

They looked down at the testing center, which was crowded with numerous test takers as in previous years.

I was looking forward to seeing what kind of unexpected jade would pop out this time.

Assuming there are 100 students in one grade.

Among them, less than 10% of new students come in after receiving an invitation issued in advance.

That is, all other students were selected through entrance exams.

However, it was impossible to determine the admissions process for applicants from all over the continent through a single test.

Therefore, the Academy classifies applicants according to the special skills they wrote when filling out their application forms.

The system was set up so that the faculty in charge of each field would take turns supervising the exam.

The martial arts department is taught by an instructor, and the magic department is taught by a professor.

-What a bustling gathering. Nice to meet you, kids. Welcome to the Academy entrance exam. I am the instructor who will be your supervisor this time, Kunder.

The person in charge of supervising today’s test, the martial arts competition, is a veteran among the academy’s faculty and staff.

It was Kundel, the head instructor of the martial arts department.

-who is this?

-Don’t you know? Oh, I wish someone famous had appeared as the supervisor.

First, when Kundel first appeared in front of the examinees, their reaction was not very encouraging.

The instructors who were watching this from above could not help but feel the bitterness of the passage of time.

“Even though it’s been nearly 50 years… It seems like the younger generation has completely forgotten the war heroes who saved their country.”

“That’s right. At that time, when the United Kingdom invaded the Empire, many heroes, including the General Instructor, shed their blood, so we have peace now.”

But apart from that bitterness.

As instructors, they needed to objectively observe whether there were any raw materials they could process in the future.

“Wow… That guy may be rough around the edges, but he’s got some pretty great skills. If he can just polish them up, I think we can look forward to seeing what he can do.”

“The previous test taker also showed outstanding mental strength by getting back up even after falling down several times. After all, mental strength is what exerts the greatest power in a real match.”

“There are also friends who show off their own swordsmanship. It feels like their bodies can’t keep up with the images in their heads, but we can help them with that.”

In this way, several of these stones caught the eye of the instructors who were watching from the observation room.

Likewise, Kundel, who was dealing with him directly, made him do effective attacks by leading him without him even noticing what he was doing.

“But other than that… there aren’t many notable talents.”

As one instructor said, many of this year’s test takers lacked talent and even the basics.

It was so much so that I couldn’t help but sigh when I was watching.

I couldn’t understand what confidence it took to take the entrance exam to an academy that trains the best talent.

“As expected, there are no test takers who can cause an anomaly. Well, since Instructor Kundel is the test supervisor, it would be impossible in the first place.”

Sometimes.

A genius with the skills to either surprise or shock the supervisor.

The history of the Imperial Academy is so old that it has been passed down since the time of the first emperor.

There were also a handful of cases where completely unexpected irregularities appeared.

However, this time the level of applicants was below expectations.

Since the opponent was the opponent, there was no instructor who truly expected such an unexpected turn of events.

-Number 99! Get ready and come up!

…until he appeared on the training ground.

Jerk- Jerk-

The first impression of the applicant was, yes, huge.

A physique that naturally exudes an intimidating presence, and overwhelming muscles that stand out even over outer clothing.

Black hair that was carelessly unkempt and roughly slicked back, and eyes that made anyone who encountered them shiver like those of a wild beast.

The large and small scars that settled on his hard, expressionless face gave him a wild impression that was a mixture of experience and cruelty.

“Are you the applicant…?”

Even though they only saw him from afar, the instructors had to swallow dry saliva.

The instructor, who was known to be timid, shook his legs like an aspen tree.

Boom-!!

Regardless, Kundel and candidate number 99 appeared to be talking for a while on the training ground, but soon began to confront each other.

The situation was clearly different from before.

At first, the two people did not use mana, but only tested each other’s abilities with their honed bodies.

From this point on, the group of instructors who had been watching were amazed as they realized that candidate number 99 was not just good-looking.

From the moment I started to use mana in earnest, my admiration turned to astonishment.

Contrary to Kundel, who constantly throws out flashy yet sharp swords, candidate number 99 pushes his opponents back in a firm yet honest manner.

Even though he may have aged since his prime, the instructors were not sure if they could fight against Kundel without being pushed back.

That’s why they became convinced that this man was the genius they had been hoping for.

However, it didn’t take long for me to realize that this too was a solid illusion.

The two, who had been fighting fiercely, had a conversation that could not be heard from the audience, and soon each took a stance.

At that moment, the atmosphere in the examination room became so creepy that it gave off goosebumps.

At this time, the instructors watching from above sensed that the situation was not normal, and without exception, they hurriedly ran towards the training ground.

What they encountered as soon as they arrived at the location of the training ground after running without resting was this.

It was a huge flower with countless flower buds and beginning to bloom.

The season of Kundel, the garden of swords.

During the war, it created countless enemy supplies.

In the end, the secret that made him a hero was once again revealed here.

I’m talking about no one else but just the examinees.

“Block it!!”

One of the instructors shouted, and everyone agreed.

During the Academy entrance exam, the supervisor and head instructor uses a secret weapon to kill the applicant?

This would be an unprecedented event in the history of the Academy.

‘You must never let that happen!’

At that moment, the instructors took out their weapons all at once and were about to rush onto the training ground and unleash aura.

“Winter Break.”

An unfamiliar voice rang out from somewhere.

The instructors, who had been through all sorts of hardships before entering the academy, stood on end and gave fierce warnings.

‘Die.’

A moment when one common thought dominates your mind.

The instructors immediately stopped in their tracks and deployed their Aura shields to their fullest extent.

Next, Kundel’s voice, seemingly embarrassed, was heard from above the training ground.

“This is… a big problem.”

Immediately afterwards, the world turned gray.

***

“… … This is what happened during the first martial arts entrance exam.”

Everyone in the conference room who was watching the recorded video of the test through a magically powered video playback device fell silent.

“I will now report on the damage. The general instructor was seriously injured with both arms crushed and his internal organs torn apart”

“The barrier of the training ground was destroyed, and the instructors were able to block the aftermath of the two-time reduction in the net, but… it is not possible to say that everyone is safe.”

“The fact that the students in the audience were not harmed thanks to the blocking is a consolation in this situation.”

The man who had been reporting continued to speak, sweating profusely.

“Fortunately, a few days ago, a saint from the religious order visited the academy as a diplomatic envoy and was present at the spectator’s seat, so there were no deaths… .”

The teachers and staff who had been anxiously listening to the damage situation breathed a sigh of relief.

At that moment, I was about to vent my anger at candidate number 99, the one who had caused this situation.

“The saintess said this about this situation:”

-I trust you won’t do something so petty as to punish an accident that occurred during a fair fight.

-If it’s such an intolerant and narrow-minded group, then I won’t have anything to do with it anymore.

All the faculty and staff who heard that cold warning had no choice but to swallow back the curses that were rising to the surface.

Because I can’t control my emotions in the moment, and I don’t want to take responsibility if something goes wrong because I say the wrong thing.

While they were looking at each other like that, an old man sitting at the head of the table opened his mouth.

“The saint’s words are a hundred times right. In what country is it that punishes something that happened during a fair fight as wrong?”

The academy’s dean, a kindly-looking old man, looked around at the faculty.

“If we couldn’t handle the applicant’s skills, it’s our fault. If the barrier of the training ground couldn’t handle the applicant’s strength, it’s also our fault.”

The faculty and staff, unable to face those reproachful gazes head-on, lowered their heads.

The dean glanced at them and then quickly turned his gaze back to the video player.

“Only.”

The scene of the world turning gray was repeated over and over again in the Dean’s eyes.

At this, he could not help but shake his head from side to side.

“Surely, we can’t admit the 99th applicant to the academy.”

After saying that, the dean lowered his gaze and stared at a document he had received in advance before the meeting began.

“He is not a gem that we need to process, a genius that we need to raise properly… He is already a complete monster in and of himself.”

The name “Applicant #99 – Eugene Eberhart” was clearly written on the document.

His gaze was fixed on the familiar yet unfamiliar family called Everhart.

‘What happened to the Northern master who never visited the Academy in history?’

The dean, who had been looking at the documents and thinking deeply, soon raised his head and smiled kindly.

His duty is to guide the young people who will become the cornerstones of the future.

“Faculty and staff? As the Dean, I have a suggestion for you.”

Of course, there can be no exceptions to this.