Legendary Hero is an Academy Honors Student - Chapter 561

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561

 

“Wow….”

 

“Amazing!”

 

Chelsea and Arga were walking down the street with sparkling eyes.

 

They passed through the entrance of Dragonnia and walked along the straight main road.

 

Along the main road were temples.

 

Buildings that once served the gods 5,000 years ago in the past, now empty and uninhabited even by dragons.

 

The place where dragons lived was the main estate visible in the distance.

 

And the main estate of Dragonnia, the city of dragons, gave off a more mystical feeling than the architecture of any other race.

 

The world had undergone countless transformations over 5,000 years.

 

In that process, various cultures had flourished and continued to develop, leading to the present day.

 

Every race has different tendencies.

 

Humans who pursue change.

 

Elves who value harmony.

 

Suin who pursue tradition.

 

Dwarves who pursue efficiency.

 

That’s why the cultures of the four races had developed in different directions.

 

But even so, many similarities could be found among the different cultures of the four races.

 

The reason why various commonalities could be found in the cultures of the four races with different tendencies and characteristics was simple.

 

‘Gardstron.’

 

All four races’ cultures were rooted in Gardstron.

 

The current world is a world that was rebuilt after being reduced to ashes during the Age of Calamity.

 

Therefore, most of the cultures that existed for each race in the past were destroyed.

 

Eventually, various races gathered in the last city and their cultures mixed as well.

 

When the Age of Calamity ended, each race’s authenticity had faded and they had developed the mixed cultures in their own ways.

 

But there was one race that escaped from such culture, and that was the dragons.

 

“I heard that dragons maintain their culture from the Age of Gods, and seeing this, I definitely understand.”

 

Chelsea let out exclamations of “Whoa! Whoa!”

 

Since the foundation of culture itself was different, the architectural style was also completely different.

 

That’s when it happened.

 

Whoosh—!

 

Three dragons flew over the street.

 

A fierce wind blew and hair fluttered.

 

“Leo! Look at that! It’s a dragon!”

 

“Ooooh! Black Rabbit! Look at that! Isn’t it cool?!”

 

Chelsea and Arga shook Leo vigorously from both sides.

 

The two girls were extremely excited seeing the dragons’ formation flight.

 

“Hooh?”

 

Even for Dorbeman, a 5th-year student at Ajonia, it seemed to be an interesting scene as his eyes sparkled.

 

“They look strong.”

 

And perhaps feeling competitive, he asked Leo.

 

“Leo. I know you’ve had various experiences. Have you ever fought a dragon?”

 

‘If you’re asking whether I’ve fought one, I’ve fought many times. And with the strongest dragon in history at that.’

 

He had fought for training purposes and had fought several times when the opponent got angry.

 

But he couldn’t say that straightforwardly.

 

In the first place, there was rarely any occasion to fight dragons in this era.

 

“No, I haven’t.”

 

“I see.”

 

Dorbeman clenched and unclenched his fists, then looked up at the sky and muttered.

 

“Dragons must be strong, right? They’re definitely opponents worth fighting.”

 

At that muttering, Chelsea and Arga, who had been exclaiming “Wow! Wow!” paused.

 

“Senior Dorbeman. I’m asking just in case. You’re not thinking of fighting a dragon since we happened to come to Dragonnia, are you? You’re not having such thoughts, right?”

 

“I am though?”

 

“Stop thinking like that! You fighting dog with nothing but fights in your heaaad!”

 

Arga grabbed Dorbeman by the collar and shook him.

 

It wasn’t behavior a junior should show to a senior, but Dorbeman didn’t mind at all.

 

“Hmm. As always, such frail and delicate wrists.”

 

Rather than that, he looked at Ar’s arms with great displeasure.

 

“Ar. You’re going to succeed me and become the proud Student Council President of Ajonia. I’ve told you repeatedly, but with such a frail body, you can’t lead Ajonia’s rough Suin.”

 

“I think I’ve already taught enough lessons to those simple muscle-brained idiots who think muscles are everything.”

 

Chelsea, who heard that conversation, tilted her head.

 

“Ar. Are you the next Student Council President of Ajonia?”

 

“Heh, that’s right. Little kid.”

 

At Ar’s words, Chelsea bristled.

 

Whether she knew she had provoked Chelsea or not, the smug Ar was busy continuing to brag about herself.

 

“Size doesn’t create dignity in the first place! Look at this slender and elegant figure! It might look delicate at first glance! But wild nature sleeps within! I’m definitely not frail!”

 

Ar placed her hands on both hips and proudly puffed out her chest.

 

Chelsea stared intently at such Ar.

 

“You? Where are you looking?”

 

When Ar narrowed her eyes and asked, Chelsea giggled.

 

“You’re completely frail like a little kid though?”

 

“You cheeky little brat!”

 

“Who are you calling a little brat? When you’re more frail than that little brat.”

 

The bristling Ar tried to grab Chelsea, but Chelsea stuck out her tongue and quickly ran away.

 

Seeing such Chelsea, Ar glared and tried to chase her.

 

Grab—!

 

“Ugyaaah?!”

 

Leo grabbed Ar’s tail and pulled it.

 

“That’s why! Don’t! Grab! My tail!”

 

Ar pulled to free her tail caught in Leo’s hand with a bright red face.

 

“If you’re going to be Student Council President now, shouldn’t you show a more mature side?”

 

“Ugh.”

 

At Leo’s words, Ar made a sheepish expression and nodded.

 

“Alright, Black Rabbit.”

 

“Indeed, quite impressive presence. Seeing how Ar obediently listens to you.”

 

Dorbeman took something out from his chest and put it in his mouth.

 

Seeing that, Chelsea asked.

 

“What are you eating?”

 

“It’s meat that helps build muscle. Want some?”

 

Chelsea sniffed the chunk of meat Dorbeman offered and shook her head.

 

“I’ll pass.”

 

“Hmm. If you’re picky with food, you won’t grow taller.”

 

‘Are Ajonia people specialized in teasing others without malice?’

 

It was when Chelsea was seriously pondering.

 

“By the way, when did you become the next Student Council President of Ajonia?”

 

“I won at the recent Struggle Festival!”

 

Ar snorted with a “Hmph!”

 

The Struggle Festival.

 

A ceremony held once a year to determine Ajonia’s strongest.

 

It’s Ajonia’s tradition of determining the last person standing through a survival battle royale.

 

The student who won this Festival of Struggle would ascend to the position of Ajonia’s next student council president.

 

“Anyone can participate in the Festival of Struggle! The opportunity to become the school’s strongest is open to everyone! Of course, it’s extremely rare for anyone other than fifth-years to become student council president!”

 

“That’s amazing?”

 

When Leo expressed his admiration, Ar’s ears perked up and her tail swayed back and forth.

 

But soon she shook her head vigorously.

 

“No! I’m still far from there!”

 

Ar spoke with a determined expression.

 

“I can’t be satisfied with just this much! I need to stand on the same stage where Lord Arron once stood! I must keep working hard so Lord Arron can feel at ease.”

 

At those words, Leo looked at the sword hanging at Ar’s waist.

 

The broken Braver that Arron had left for Ar when he descended to the present world before.

 

‘It remained as a conquest reward.’

 

It wasn’t that he had conquered Arron’s World.

 

But the Arron of that time had wanted to pass this sword down to Ar.

 

The sword gifted by Dweno, which had always given him courage.

 

Though it might be nothing more than scrap metal now, its symbolic meaning couldn’t be exchanged for any treasure.

 

‘That sword is truly the symbol of Arron’s courage.’

 

Though it had only been a few months since he’d seen her, Ar had grown stronger.

 

“If Arron saw you now, he’d definitely be happy.”

 

“I’m still lacking.”

 

Though Ar snorted and turned her head away sharply, the corners of her mouth kept twitching upward.

 

Given her tendency to get easily excited, she was thoroughly pleased by Leo’s praise.

 

“Well! I seized the student council president position with my own power! I’m different from that parachute thug from Seirun!”

 

Ar crossed her arms with a triumphant expression and lifted her chin.

 

“The Black Rabbit thinks so too…”

 

Thud-

 

“Who exactly are you calling a parachute thug, you stupid cat?”

 

A foot extended from behind mercilessly pushed Ar’s back.

 

Runia was glaring at Ar with a crooked expression.

 

“You came?”

 

“Yeah.”

 

Runia nodded at Leo’s words and swept her hair back.

 

“Runia, this is a place with countless dragons. As Seirun’s student council president, conduct yourself properly.”

 

Hadin, Seirun’s vice student council president who stood behind Runia, adjusted his glasses as he spoke.

 

“Yes, yes.”

 

Though Runia answered half-heartedly, she straightened her back and smiled gently.

 

Watching Runia instantly transform into a diligent honor student elf, Chelsea was impressed.

 

“Seirun’s student council president seems to be getting better and better at acting?”

 

“Thanks for the compliment.”

 

Runia smiled brightly and tilted her head.

 

“Now we just need Demian to arrive?”

 

At those words, Leo looked down.

 

“If you mean Demian, they’re already here.”

 

“Huh?”

 

With that, the ground began to shift and something poked its face out.

 

When someone suddenly thrust their face up from underground, Runia, Ar, and Chelsea jumped back in shock.

 

The one wearing goggles was none other than a dwarf woman.

 

“Whew. Dorbeman, Hadin… and Leo? was it? And even Seirun’s student council president Runia. It’s been a while since I’ve seen you all.”

 

Thud thud-

 

The dwarf woman who had completely dug through the ground and climbed up shouldered the pickaxe in her hand.

 

“Whew.”

 

“Demian’s student council president! What were you doing?”

 

After Ar calmed her startled heart, she asked with a bewildered expression, and Demian’s student council president, Marigold, answered with a serious face.

 

“As a miner, understanding the geological characteristics of a place you’re visiting for the first time is basic, isn’t it?”

 

“You still haven’t fixed that habit, Marigold.”

 

At Dorbeman’s words, Marigold proudly pulled out a fist-sized ore from her chest.

 

“But look. I was able to find rare minerals, wasn’t I?”

 

“I heard Demian’s student council president was a bit eccentric, but I didn’t know she’d be like this.”

 

At Chelsea’s muttering, Runia sighed.

 

“Demian’s real weirdo is someone else. Did Driana not come by any chance?”

 

“If you mean Driana, she’s over there. That girl is also a candidate for the next student council president, so I brought her along.”

 

Marigold pointed with her finger toward the other side of the road.

 

In the distance, a dwarf girl was drawing the dragons’ architectural style.

 

Leo approached Driana.

 

“What are you doing?”

 

“Oh! Leo! It’s been a while!”

 

Driana smiled brightly and stood up from her spot.

 

“Actually, I arrived here at dawn. But seeing the dragons’ architectural style in person gave me great inspiration! I was doing some sketches!”

 

This place was currently the path connecting Dragonnia’s entrance to the main castle.

 

Temples were built here and there, but they were unused places.

 

To actually see dragons, one had to go to the main castle, and this place was in the middle of the path leading to the main castle.

 

These two students who came as Demian’s representatives had arrived at dawn but instead of thinking about going to the main castle, they dug tunnels and drew pictures.

 

“She’s really peculiar.”

 

“You’re telling me.”

 

Runia and Ar shook their heads.

 

“Those aren’t words I want to hear from an elf thug and a stupid cat.”

 

“What? Did you just call me a thug?”

 

“Did I call you stupid? You perverted dwarf!”

 

Runia and Ar growled at each other.

 

Chelsea stared blankly at the three people who were tearing into each other the moment they met, then asked the upperclassmen from other schools.

 

“Aren’t you worried about entrusting the student councils to those three?”

 

At that question, the three student council presidents had no choice but to remain silent.

 

They were certainly the greatest talents in Hero Academy history.

 

So they were three people who would be embarrassing to present anywhere.

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