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Anne de Monetgen.

At best, they are only higher than commoners because they have a title.

In fact, she was the daughter of a lowly baron writer, and there were rumors going around about her.

Once a cheapskate who didn’t know the subject, and once Vivian’s toy.

And now, rumors are starting to circulate that she is the object of Lucia’s interest, so Anne was bound to be famous within the swordsmanship department in many ways.

After all, in an aristocratic world where gossip of one kind or another is bound to attract interest, the fact that there was a girl with such a spectacular life would have attracted the attention of many people.

After going on a rampage due to her beliefs or whatever, she was captured by Vivian, the daughter of the Marquis, and was tormented like a toy for a whole year. Lucia, the daughter of the Duke of Borgia, became interested in her.

The two were different in so many fundamental aspects that it became a rumor in itself.

First of all, everything was different, starting from the family they came from, not to mention their swordsmanship skills, and even their standing within the academy.

If there was anything they had in common, it would have been that they both had a quiet personality, not saying anything other than what was necessary.

Lucia tended to say more, but that was only because she was a respected senior who many students wanted to approach, and a teaching assistant who had frequent contact with such students.

Therefore, Lucia also tended to not pay more attention or talk to other students than necessary.

But how could such Anne catch Lucia’s attention and rise to the level of receiving intensive education from her, if not favoritism?

Sometimes, among students who liked bad jokes, there was a rumor that Anne, who could not stand Vivian’s bullying, escaped the crisis by becoming Lucia’s nightlife lover.

Excluding classes and joint training sessions, the two women were often together, and it was argued that this was because they had special feelings for each other.

Of course, if it had been someone else’s story, it would not have been possible to deny even the slightest possibility.

But if we come to the story of Anne and Lucia, they had a secret that they could not tell others.

‘Teacher, you cannot give in.

Someday I will take it from you.’

‘If only I could do that.

‘I won’t be a soft opponent.’

Therefore, the new gaze of the students, armed with all kinds of gossip, cannot help but be focused on “Bibi”, the center of the storm that started to blow from the freshmen, and the original trouble maker, “Anne”. Maybe it was natural.

The eyes of the students looking at the two girls who had taken their seats in Court 8 of the gymnasium were filled with unknown excitement.

“Ha… … ”

However, there were bound to be people who were not very happy with the current situation.

Rather, Vivian, who had no good feelings for Anne, was that person.

‘Because I’m going to harass you at my own pace…

All sorts of things keep trying to fight… … ?’

In the midst of trying to deal with Madame of Darkness, Lalatina, Vivian must have caught sight of such a brat like that.

I’m already busy analyzing the information Enic gave me, and in the meantime, the only person I’m dragged in to fight is Anne.

Vivian, too, re-entered the academy and gathered various rumors and information.

Therefore, since I knew the inside story of how the swordsmanship department was going these days, I also knew that Lucia had started to take interest in Anne.

‘There was probably an influence from the special evaluation.

It must have been because he was good at riding the line.

But even so, it’s just a monehen.’

For Vivian, Anne was nothing more than an insignificant dessert that could be destroyed at any time and that she wanted to especially cherish and savor her pain-filled screams and sorrow-filled tears.

‘You’d rather fight Borgia… … ?

I think that would be much more productive… … ‘

If you shake it just enough, it might come over.

After all, this is an academy, and even though I am disguised, I am a student.

If there is an advantage of being able to gain experience close to actual combat without having to bear the disadvantage of death, isn’t it natural to use that as well?

Vivian, who roughly organized the scenario in her head, picked up the wooden sword that was placed in the corner of the training hall, untied the true sword from her waist, and placed it on the waiting table next to her.

And Anne, who followed next to her, was also seen preparing for a sparring match.

As Anne was seen picking up the wooden sword she was going to use and putting down the mechanical greatsword she was wearing at her side on the table, Vivian’s eyes were gently following it out of the corner of her eye.

‘As expected, this time too… … ‘

Vivian narrowed her eyes as the sword she dropped at the social gathering hall appeared before her eyes again.

“It’s a good sword, isn’t it? ‘Senior’?”

“Uh… ? Yes… … ”

Vivian had to struggle not to snort at the small voice, which in some sense felt subservient.

It was the first time Anne had shown such weakness in front of him.

At least in front of her, Anne was trying her best to fight back and forth.

“I think it’s a very good sword.

So much so that it doesn’t suit me.”

Even if she wasn’t like that now, what did it mean that Anne was still holding that sword with Grenot’s name engraved on it?

Could it be that he coveted a sword that was not suited to his needs?

Or like barbarian warriors hanging the necks of captured warriors.

Was it to relieve his rebellious spirit and desire to conquer by wearing his own sword that had tormented Anne?

But now, Vivian seemed to be feeling better rather than angry.

It won’t be long before he gets that sword back.

‘It’s too much for something like Monehen.’

“Let’s finish it quickly, right?

I have some business to run.”

At one word of obvious provocation, Anne’s eyes were gently shaking.

Anyway, now we have to focus on sparring.

Vivian stood in the center of the training ground with the perfect plan to defeat Anne with one blow and then immediately provoke Lucia.

“Then, let’s start from the prepared group.”

Perhaps because Anne and Vivian were talking to each other, the other groups had already settled down.

In response to Lucia’s command to control the situation, the sounds of wooden swords clashing could be heard one by one from those around her.

Vivian, who had taken a rough stance in that state, was glaring at Anne, who was standing in front of her and taking a deep breath.

‘Should I just smash the shoulder… … ‘

“Come first.”

First of all, when Anne said that she gave up the player like a ‘senior’, Vivian showed a wide smile on her lips.

“Then… Are you going?”

And in the blink of an eye, it was Vivian running forward.

Her new brother is rapidly approaching Anne, and at that very moment the two girls collide.

“Ugh… !!”

As Vivian expected, Anne was thrown backwards and rolled around on the dirt.

It was a shocking sight, as if a person had been hit by a truck, and even those who were sparring next to them stopped their swords to turn their heads.

“Uh… !! What just happened… … ?”

“I guess he’s playing with his power too… …

After all, commoners have good physical strength… ?”

However, Lucia, who was also observing the situation, just watched quietly even though she was in a situation where she, as an assistant teacher, should have stopped him.

Rather, only Vivian herself knew the reason.

‘I blocked it…’ Even counterattack… … ‘

The sword training uniform worn by Vivian.

Inside, Nemea, which was flowing from the chest and covering the solar plexus, was writhing and gently repairing the scratch marks that were visible.

If you said that Anne’s skills were completely trash before, that wasn’t the case.

She was someone who could not be defeated one-on-one, and in fact, she had a history of resolving fights with multiple people by running away.

But Vivian was stronger than that.

Didn’t he have the skills to humiliate a beginner like Anne?

The reason why it came as a shock to Vivian today was no different.

Even though he had easily defeated Anne in the past, Enic had made him this much stronger.

This meant that Anne was following him in terms of skills as he became stronger.

Vivian’s sword clearly struck Anne.

And it was also true that it still shows an overwhelming advantage.

It is true that Anne was busy trying to stop it, and as a result, Anne was thrown away from the force and ended up rolling around on the dirt.

However, it was clear that Anne’s counterattack aimed at her chest while she was being bounced would have been a fatal blow if it had not been for Nemea.

It was an attack that was strong enough to crush the slim yet strong Nemea.

‘usually… Was it that much… … ?’

The smile was disappearing from the corner of Vivian’s mouth as she counterattacked, feeling that her swordsmanship skills had grown dramatically, even if she did not know her body.

“Ugh… Ah… … ”

Vivian’s eyes were gradually hardening as she watched Anne struggling to get up, clutching her arm with a pained expression.

However, soon after, Anne raised her wooden sword again, and her eyes looked a little more serious than the blank look she had seen before.

At most 3 months.

Anne may have practiced a lot during the three months.

Lucia, who seemed to favor Anne, may have had her undergo special training.

However, there are human limitations, so was it possible to develop this far in such a short period of time?

“… Haaa… … !!”

This time, seeing Anne rushing towards her, Vivian tightly grasped the handle to catch the sword.

Just by looking at it, the pain doesn’t go away.

But even so, there was no hesitation in Anne’s movements as she wielded the sword.

“ugh… !! Breathe… … !!”

Although the blows were not powerful enough to be compared to the power received from Enik, the blows were enough to make you feel that the swordsman was using his full power.

And Vivian was testing her skills by continuously blocking the wooden sword, which was wielded with such force and yet swung at incredible speed.

Even if you hit the sword with all your might, the shock that comes back to you is just like hitting plastic sticks.

But what if you didn’t have this much power?

What if he didn’t have the basis to move the blade of the wooden sword he was holding at will and perfectly block Anne’s attacks?

Each and every attack was quite heavy for a mere girl, but was also very fast.

As she blocked the attacks, Anne was attacking Vivian with more complex sword techniques.

And Vivian caught it with her excellent visual acuity, and even if she sometimes missed the sword strike with her eyes, she instinctively swung the wooden sword and continued to defend.

A prosecutor with refined skills.

That was the only word Vivien could use to evaluate Anne now.

With her excellent strength, reaction speed, and visual acuity, she was able to block out all of Anne’s sword attacks, but imagining herself without these things gave her goosebumps.

‘I… I’m losing… … ?’

In the end, Vivian gritted her teeth when her anxious mind was shaken.