My Heart Sword’s Cooldown is Too Long

“This concludes my graduation speech.”

Applause echoes through the solemn auditorium.

The 26th graduation ceremony of Lucaria, the Empire’s top high school academy, is coming to a close.

The speaker who prepared to speak as valedictorian was valedictorian Cain Calderon.

The eldest son of the Calderon family, one of the five imperial families.

“Is that guy the rumored Bloodless Sword? He doesn’t look that skilled?”

“What about the bloodless sword? He said, “If you fight me, you’ll die.” So he’s the only one who graduated from the mock battle 0 times in 3 years.”

“If you were the graduation speaker, wouldn’t you be top student? Is that possible without a mock battle?”

“I don’t know, maybe he has some great achievements. That’s why he’s called Bloodless Sword. Bloodless Sword. What a funny nickname.”

A crowd of outsiders gathered next to the auditorium where the graduates were gathered to observe.

Some of their conversations reached Kane’s ears.

Most people laughed bitterly at the sarcastic remarks about him.

‘What’s wrong with dying? Hey, I’ve never done that before…’

Kane wanted to catch those people right away and set the fabrication straight.

But there is a time limit even for telling the truth.

After a brief moment of reflection, he pretended not to hear the conversation as usual.

Kane Calderon, a member of one of the five Imperial Households, has been approached by many people since his first year at the Academy.

‘I don’t think I’ll be able to do a mock match because I haven’t adjusted my strength yet.’

This was Kane Calderon’s response to those who applied for the mock match.

As the eldest son of a family of five, his words were as polite as possible.

Less than a year later, Kane Calderon had become an arrogant and arrogant man.

I couldn’t even figure out where I went wrong.