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    The lead actor got up from his seat after seeing Rohan’s face reflected on the camera.

    Opening the door for a guest is as simple as operating the device from the inside.

    ─ I’m here!

    Clara unconsciously jumped up from her chair as the door opened and a confident voice came into the living room.

    The lead actor gestured to Clara to go quickly.

    “Brother···!”

    Clara, who had received permission, headed to the front door like a puppy waiting for its owner.

    The sound of conversation is heard immediately after.

    The lead actor guarded the table to give the girl, who was suffering from heartache, some fresh time.

    I lift the cold mug and use my magic to warm the coffee again.

    Joo-yeon, whose lips were slightly pressed together, thought again about the topic Clara had raised.

    ‘It’s love.’

    The more I think of the word, the more I think of my parents in Samhwaguk. When I go back, they often bring up such stories.

    Although I can understand his desire to see his grandson, Joo-yeon had no intention of putting down his weapon.

    I’ve become too burdened with responsibilities to live a normal life. I’ve come too far to turn back.

    ‘I am not qualified to be an instructor and I am not qualified to be a filial daughter either…’

    Even if he returns to Samhwaguk after leaving the Orion Academy instructor position, Juyeon will survive on the battlefield while protecting his home country.

    As we continue to lead such a risky life, the fear of causing someone the pain of loss is what blocks us from forming deep relationships.

    Because I know from experience how quickly this shock can eat away at a person.

    ─ Have you been well with the instructor?

    ─ Yes···! The protagonist is so kind···.

    Two sounds of approaching.

    The protagonist cut off the sticky thoughts.

    “Excuse me, Instructor!”

    “Come on in.”

    Rohan stepped into the living room and greeted everyone, showing them the colorful paper bag he was holding.

    If my memory serves me right, it was an ice cream franchise that moved from Tigrova to Gakuen City.

    “I came empty-handed, so I bought some dessert after the meal.”

    “On the way to the instructor’s house, the cadet did something like this···.”

    The protagonist cut off Clara’s words when he saw her gaze fixed on the ice cream.

    Thanks to that, when Rohan asked if he could put it in the refrigerator, he just nodded and laughed.

    ‘hmm?’

    Rohan opened the freezer and turned his back.

    The eyes of the protagonist who had been quietly watching narrowed. If it wasn’t an illusion, it felt like the energy he felt from Rohan had changed.

    The transformation was so small that the police were so out of their minds that they didn’t notice it. The change was so subtle that most people wouldn’t even notice it.

    When the protagonist focused on Rohan, he saw something familiar yet alien.

    ‘Light…? No, flame?’

    The protagonist realizes that Rohan has the same aptitude for fire as he does.

    That’s what it means to be able to use the Blazing Blade. But the light was too small to judge the nature of the weapon.

    But now I feel like I’ve grown in size.

    ‘Have you realized anything during your hardships?’

    If Rohan uses his magic to manipulate fire, it might look a little clearer.

    Now, all I could feel was that something had changed and grown.

    ··

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    After the three people finished eating and even had dessert.

    Rohan expressed his regret for not being able to attend the afternoon class due to a natural disaster and asked Jooyeon if he could look at the sword for a moment.

    The lead actor was also concerned about Rohan’s changes.

    The three of them went outside, handing over one of the swords they had and extinguishing it.

    Rohan gave his outer garment to Clara, who followed him, to wear. The girl seemed particularly pleased by it.

    The park in front of the main character’s house.

    It is quiet because it is located in a location that only residents of the mansion where the protagonist lives can use it.

    Rohan, who was stretching under the bright lights, rolls his shoulders and announces that he has come to mind.

    “Ah! Instructor. My friends asked me where I was, so I told them I had to leave work early because something came up.”

    “Well, good job. After the information is organized and discussed, the instructor will personally deliver it. It won’t take long.”

    Information has already been relayed to the three countries that run Academy City.

    Whatever conclusion each country may reach, there is a strong possibility that several high-ranking officials in the Academy have already heard about it.

    T-shirt and cotton pants.

    Rohan, who was lightly dressed and jumping around on the spot, seemed satisfied with his physical condition and pulled out the sword that Jooyeon had lent him.

    Sling──!

    He politely places his scabbard on the floor and assumes a posture.

    Clara kept her distance so as not to disturb them and watched the two of them.

    The main character, who receives Rohan’s sword, is bare-handed.

    It’s like a class where you can come in at any time.

    Rohan cleared his mind before using his monumental sword technique for the first time.

    ‘Cheonilseongjaegeom (Heavenly Sacred Sword) is currently at level 1.’

    Two black ones available.

    One sword, flame cutting, and two swords, dawn and sunset.

    My experience and intuition from observing various unique skills tell me.

    As your level increases and you acquire the appropriate physical abilities and magical powers, a new sword will be unlocked.

    “Hoooo···.”

    Exhale deeply. Spread your legs and lower your body.

    The blade, soaked in scorching heat, turned bright red.

    ‘It’s difficult even before you swing it.’

    The body did not blindly follow the swordsmanship skills that were used.

    All I had in mind was the basic movements and the direction in which the magical power circulated.

    In Abyss City, you can use fancy sword techniques by just clicking, but now it is ambiguous whether to call it an active skill or a passive skill.

    The contraction and relaxation of the muscles used, the breathing, the moment of impact when gripping the sword and the trajectory that the blade must draw after receiving the power, the complex and geometrical movements of magical power.

    A variety of conditions pour down like an avalanche on consciousness.

    ‘The first step to achieving what you want is the foundation.’

    How much practice would it take to surpass that and master the ideal swordsmanship?

    Rohan began to look forward to the training he would have to do until he became dizzy.

    ‘I’ll give it a try, even if it’s awkward.’

    He gripped the sword tightly.

    ──Tsuzuk! Rohan’s feet pushed against the floor, closing the distance between him and the protagonist.

    “Let it out.”

    “Thank you.”

    The protagonist waits for Rohan without reaching out to him first.

    That’s the best condition for Rohan.

    “Sigh!”

    The distance that the blade touches. Rohan moves like lightning and casts his magic.

    [One Sword – Flame Cut]

    The lead character escaped with a single step from the sword of Rohan.

    In the meantime, observations are repeated.

    ‘It’s unique.’

    There wasn’t a flashy flame, but the protagonist could see it clearly.

    The heat ripples along the path of the blade and compresses as if ready to explode.

    It was the first time that the lead actor had seen such magical power being used.

    ‘There’s this sword…’

    It wasn’t the chilling swordplay Rohan had shown during class.

    It is depicted that there is some kind of system. It is interesting.

    I feel like there is potential for growth.

    [Two Swords, Dawn Falling Day]

    Then, strike down.

    The blade was caught in the protagonist’s hand.

    It was a response that made the burning flame pale in comparison, but it seemed that it was not the end, as flames from the floor shook as if they were about to explode.

    The protagonist, who had read the heat, crushed the flames with his feet, preventing them from coming out.

    Even though there are only three people right now, this park is a space that everyone uses together.

    The protagonist, who had finished dealing with it, became curious.

    ‘What kind of swordsmanship is this?’

    It appears that Rohan has learned some swordsmanship.

    Was it something he originally had? If so, was it perhaps a southern swordsmanship? If this flame grows and becomes more distinctive, what kind of picture would it show?

    Just looking at the unique operation makes me wonder when the achievement will be made.

    ‘But that’s that, and the details are···.’

    There was a lot to point out. It was so clumsy.

    Rohan himself has a face that doesn’t like the sword he’s wielding.

    It seemed like he was feeling the lack of practice.

    Even the protagonist doesn’t know what kind of sword this is, so he can’t teach them the ideal swordsmanship.

    At the very least, we can polish up the basics and make improvements.

    “From the sword that was first seen.”

    The protagonist raises his voice, extends his hand, and moves his magic power.

    The scabbard that Rohan had placed on the floor flew into Jooyeon’s hand!

    “Okay!”

    Flame cutting once again.

    Exactly!

    Before the sword could even be swung, the protagonist’s scabbard got caught in the sword path.

    The blade was stuck and unable to move.

    “The starting point of the heat is obvious. The problem is that the condensation time is long.”

    The beginning is literally a telephone punch.

    “Think about when a normal person swings a fist. You can probably read the signal from the shoulder before the fist is extended.”

    “Yes.”

    “Based on that point, evasion becomes easier.”

    “The instructor is right.”

    “The same thing happened with the sword. The process of gathering heat before swinging is not simple, so it is similar to the signal of the shoulder shaking before extending the fist.”

    Rohan nodded to the lead actor’s words and established a direction.

    “Of course, for a quick-witted enemy, it might be a bait that can be used to trick you once in a while.”

    “Thank you.”

    Rohan regained his posture with a serious expression of gratitude.

    The lead role was clear.

    “Then here’s the next step. Try the downward motion again.”

    The time I was just trying to digest started to get considerably longer.

    The night’s map ended at a point when Rohan’s magic power was at its peak.

    Clara spent all that time blankly staring at Rohan’s face.

    When I asked the lead actor if he was bored, he replied that he wasn’t bored at all.

    A day later.

    Rohan bought a longsword on installment. And thanks to the protagonist’s intervention, Clara was able to obtain an Academy City ID card.

    The small room provided was to be vacated within three months.

    Rohan decided to find a house for her to live in on her own as soon as he received the donation from the police department, as he had received help from Clara.

    As time passed, the sword of Rohan took its place.

    One day in April, when the midterm exams were just around the corner.

    Before Rohan’s eyes, who was burning with impatience wondering if Zion was doing well.

    Finally, the main story foreshadowing has appeared.

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