I Became the Academy’s Female Delinquent Chapter 5. Valkryie Duel (3)

Thrud, properly countered by Elsie, staggered closer.

“I thought you were just a softie with a bad temper… Not bad, Elsie.”

“You exceeded my expectations too. I didn’t expect you to throw a kick there.”

Elsie and Thrud smiled at each other.

They already seemed to have forgotten the trivial conflict over the butt.

Blue and gold eyes met.

A moment of silence.

Then, eyes wide, they kicked off from their spots and rushed at each other.

Thus, a merciless barrage collided.

The momentum of Elsie and Thrud, exchanging indiscriminate blows, was overwhelming to onlookers.

The barrage, the shockwaves of which could be felt on the skin of those watching, seemed like it would never end.

_ㅡKwa-ga-ga-gwaaaa!!!_

“…It seems like the balance is collapsing. I should probably stop them soon.”

Reginleif, who had been silently watching Elsie and Thrud’s duel, broke the long silence and spoke.

After the merciless exchange of blows, a victor was slowly emerging.

If left alone, a winner would emerge on their own.

However, it was a fierce duel that could lead to serious injury if things went wrong. It was judged best to stop them.

“The damage from the first counter was significant. It’s hard to believe if you just watch, but Thrud seems like she’s going to lose.”

A male student approached Reginleif.

He spoke while looking down at Thrud, whose momentum was gradually waning under Elsie’s relentless attacks.

“My first impression was honestly… quite shocking, but either way, she’s quite skilled. To deflect Thrud’s preemptive strike…”

The male student cleared his throat and changed the subject, recalling the moment when Elsie had appeared in the class in an unimaginable state.

He quickly erased the bewitching sight that was clouding his mind. He glared at Elsie, who seemed to be enjoying herself, with sharp eyes.

“Doyun, would you like to stop those two?”

As if provoking him, Reginleif turned to him and asked. Or rather, it was an expression of a teacher testing a student.

“If you really don’t want to, I might ask another student. It would be a good experience for anyone, wouldn’t it?”

It was an incredible battle, enough to make one speechless, and hard to believe that they were academy freshmen.

There would only be a handful of students who could mediate the duel.

Reginleif would know that, yet she was deliberately testing Doyun.

“…I’ll have to try to live up to the teacher’s expectations.”

“So, we’ll get to see the skills of the genius swordsman who was rumored even before entering the academy?”

“I hope the exaggerated rumors haven’t raised your expectations too high. Really… really, truly.”

Doyun said sincerely.

‘Genius swordsman, huh…’

Just before entering the academy, he had happened to save a noble family’s carriage from bandits.

That incident had spread as a somewhat exaggerated tale of heroism, inflated into the absurd rumor of a genius swordsman.

“Still, if what those two have shown in the duel is all they’ve got, I might be able to stop them somehow… I’ll try.”

“Being too humble is also a bad habit, you know.”

Reginleif spoke as if pointing it out, but Doyun had no choice but to be more cautious.

Honestly, the skills of Thrud, the class president, and Elsie, the girl she brought to school, were not ordinary.

He had only seen a glimpse, but their level was extraordinary even when considering the entire academy.

Moreover, he couldn’t guarantee that what they had shown was all they had.

As his thoughts reached that point, Doyun wondered if this was the right thing to do.

“…Wouldn’t it be better for the teacher to mediate disputes between students?”

“Hmm, troublesome… No, are you going to say something so pathetic after saying you’d do it?”

He couldn’t read the teacher’s inner thoughts at all, but this time, it seemed like he could see right through her.

In the end, Doyun had no choice but to step forward with tears in his eyes.

“Balmung.”

At the quiet call, his treasured sword responded.

-Chwa-ra-ra-rak!

Small fragments that suddenly appeared in the air gathered in one place and merged into the shape of a sword.

A flawless blade reflecting light, a treasured sword with delicate and beautiful patterns engraved on the guard and pommel. Balmung was summoned.

“Let’s go.”

Amidst the ongoing barrage with Thrud, Elsie had a premonition.

‘Thrud’s momentum is decreasing. The damage from the first counter is starting to show after all.’

From the beginning, it wasn’t a full-force fight where they showed everything they had.

As such, she sensed that the end of this short match was approaching.

‘But you’re not planning to end it like this, are you?’

Thrud would surely show some kind of hidden card.

Perhaps a hidden card that could turn the tide of this situation.

Elsie remembered that Thrud possessed that level of skill.

The moment the bickering brawl ended would be the moment they clashed with their true intentions.

Hit and hit again.

Block, dodge, and kick when there’s an opening. Just an honest exchange of blows without any tricks or gimmicks.

‘Strong!’

Thrud could only marvel at Elsie’s strength now.

It was hard to believe that she was the same person who had lost her memory and couldn’t even control her body properly.

Moreover, the skill she was showing while her mind was in such a chaotic state…

Blood was seeping from Elsie’s fist, which was colliding with the Gauntlets of Power in succession.

‘If she’s showing this much skill without even taking out a weapon, I can’t end it like this either.’

If Elsie had been in perfect condition,

If she had seen through the Fist of the Heart and figured out the nature of the technique that delivered the counter,

If she had gone all out from the beginning…

Numerous assumptions flashed through Thrud’s mind.

But they were meaningless.

Adding assumptions to this fight that was nearing its end would only be unsightly.

As a result, the damage from the unexpected counter was significant.

If that was the case, she would at least land one big hit before falling.

Thrud clashed her gauntlets together with a clang and shouted.

“Shouldn’t we settle this properly, even if one of us falls? Elsie!!”

“That’s what I wanted to see!”

Elsie quickly created distance at Thrud’s cry.

Seeing Thrud’s movements and the spherical golden energy emanating from her, she immediately realized what she was trying to do.

“I never thought I’d actually see that.”

The phase transition skill, Járngreipr, which was considered one of Thrud’s ultimate moves even in the game.

If she was going to use that, even Elsie couldn’t respond barehanded without any armor.

Thrud’s hidden card, unfolding with a golden glow, was about to be unleashed.

Armor Enhancement: Járngreipr!!

At the same time, Elsie was also about to deploy her skill.

Valkyrie Armament Summon: Battle Chains!!!

The moment of the final clash, which would only end when one of them fell.

“Stop!”!”

A shout that poured cold water on the heated battle rang out.

A sharp slash like a streak of light cut through the space between Elsie and Thrud, who were deploying their skills.

Kwagagak!

A slash containing overwhelming cutting power.

The grass of the training ground, already ruined by the two’s battle, was once again torn up by someone’s attack.

The entire training ground seemed to vibrate faintly as a result.

**Oong-oong-oongㅡ**

An unexpected and sudden intrusion by a mediator.

Elsie and Thrud stopped deploying their power and widened their eyes.

And at the same time, they turned their heads towards the owner of the voice who had unleashed the slash.

The heat of battle vanished in an instant.

A male student with short black hair and bright brown eyes.

With clear features, he was approaching with an impressive treasured sword in his hand.

Thrud tilted her head at the sight.

“What, it’s Doyun? Why are you here?”

“I came to stop you at Reginleif’s judgment. Well, I’m here in place of the teacher. Anyway, fighting any further is dangerous. One of you will get seriously hurt.”

Thrud, her attempt to deploy her ultimate technique interrupted, shrugged with a sullen expression.

She was unhappy about the sudden interruption of the duel, but there was nothing she could do since it was the teacher’s decision.

‘He’s good at sensing things like that. Whatever Elsie was about to pull out, it must have been that dangerous.’

“What is this…?”

Elsie was feeling the greatest sense of bewilderment since becoming Elsie.

A 1:1 duel being interrupted and stopped by someone?

It was unimaginable.

She was beyond bewildered and angry. This was different from her quarrel with Thrud.

Elsie, who was said to be a different person when in battle mode, was sincere when it came to fighting.

That’s why her heart was violently shaken.

She could understand being attacked during hunting or raids.

However, for Elsie, who had swept up all sorts of titles and infamy as a fighter in the past, interrupting a 1:1 duel was like touching a reverse scale.

“Hey… what were you thinking, interrupting? To interrupt a duel between Valkyries… You damn bad guy…”

Elsie trembled and glared at the male student called Doyun, who had ruined the duel, with a tearful voice.

After waking up in a strange and unfamiliar world, and becoming the game character she had raised.

In all these incomprehensible situations that had befallen her, the emotional homeostasis she had been trying to maintain was about to collapse.

It was an emotional fluctuation that was unfamiliar even to herself, one that hadn’t existed in the past.

Was it because she had become Elsie and was no longer the person she used to be? She didn’t know.

‘Why am I so sad for no reason? It’s not even something to be this sad about… It feels like it’s not even my emotion.’

It was as if the tears that had been building up in Elsie’s body were about to burst.

‘Yeah, well… a girl suddenly hugs me, my butt gets groped… and now, to top it off, my duel is interrupted…’

Yeah, it was a little sad after all.

Tears welled up in Elsie’s eyes as she resentfully looked at Doyun.

It wasn’t tears that Elsie had intended.

But Doyun gasped at her sorrowful appearance.

Finally, as the tears that had been precariously clinging to Elsie’s eyes streamed down her cheek, his heart fell with them.