Legendary Hero is an Academy Honors Student - Chapter 675

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675.

Crack-!

“Grwaaaaar!”

A Gigantes that had placed its hands on the city wall let out a roar.

Slash-!

A flash of light flickered and severed the Gigantes’ wrist.

The Gigantes that had been climbing the city wall screamed and plummeted to the ground.

As Aina readjusted her grip on her sword after cutting off the wrist.

Kiiiiiiiak-!

A group of Pafnir shrieked from the sky, targeting Aina.

Swoosh-!

“Where do you think you’re going!”

Iliana’s sword moved at tremendous speed, cutting the Pafnir in half.

Iliana landed on the city wall with light movements and smiled brightly at Aina.

“Are you hurt anywhere?”

“No.”

Iliana nodded as she looked at Aina, who answered with her characteristically expressionless face, then raised her hand.

Zing-!

A beam of light shot out from the magic circle generated above her palm, sweeping away the monsters rushing toward the city wall.

“Senior Iliana really is amazing.”

Luke admired the sight.

Even though she had chosen the Knight Department, Iliana was a magic swordsman.

While her inclinations were more specialized toward swordsmanship, if you looked at pure talent alone, her talent as a mage was no less than her talent as a knight.

Even among magic swordsmen, there was a difference between her and Luke, who focused on enhancing swordsmanship with magic.

Just then, Havedon, wielding a spear, flew in quickly and thrust his spear at a demon.

“A mere human…”

“What does that make you, dying to that human?”

Havedon mocked his opponent and swung his spear blade diagonally, cutting down the demon.

“Archers! Now!”

At Cal’s shout, the archers waiting behind leaned out over the city wall and drew their bowstrings.

Pababababat-!

Arrows shot by dwarfs and suin struck the magical beasts climbing the city wall.

However, there were magical beasts that didn’t fall even under that barrage of arrows.

“Next, cannons! Fire!”

Kwagagagagang-!

Following Cal’s command, the magic cannons spewed fire.

Grwaaaaar!

Giant demons, magical beasts, and monsters were turned to pulp and collapsed.

Seeing this, Havedon clicked his tongue.

“Senior Cal’s eye for reading the flow of battle is incredible.”

The city wall area currently being defended by the hero candidates was maintaining its defensive line very stably.

When the vanguard composed of hero candidates pushed back the Giant King’s legion clinging to the city wall, arrows and magic cannons flew through the gaps.

Through Cal’s coordination, they were literally achieving results beyond their limits.

Tatatatatat-!

Pababababak! Crack! Crunch-!

“Uwaaaaa!”

“Lady Ennitha!”

Just then, cheers erupted.

The only elf on this battlefield.

Ennitha was running along the outer wall’s surface, slaughtering the demons threatening the city wall.

Movements that were literally divine, almost artistic.

Whoosh-! Thud-!

Ennitha leaped from the city wall and landed on top of it.

“Wow, amazing!”

Luke exclaimed in admiration.

“Thanks. But…”

Ennitha looked up at the sky.

Flash! Kwagagagagang-!

Leo, riding Pegasus in the sky above, swept away the monsters on the ground with magic.

“He’s definitely an all-class, right? Wow… Are surviving heroes like that?”

An exclamation burst from Ennitha’s lips.

Leo was one of the two great pillars maintaining this battlefield.

Of course, the other pillar was…

“Krhaaaap!”

Dweno leaped high from the city wall and flew toward the ground.

Whoooosh-!

Golden flames erupted from his body.

Like a meteor, Dweno’s body crashed into the ground.

Kwagagagagagagang-!

Dweno, who had swept away the Giant King’s legion with the shockwave, began chopping down demons with his axe blade with terrifying momentum.

Just then.

Buuu-!

The sound of a horn trumpet echoed high in the sky.

Along with that sound, the Giant King’s legion began to retreat.

“They’re running away!”

“Those bastards are running away!”

“Waaaaaaaa!”

Cheers poured out from all over the city wall.

Morale soared at the fact that they had held back the Giant King’s army.

“Long live Lord Dweno!”

“Long live the Iron-Blooded Gatekeeper!”

Sounds praising Dweno echoed from everywhere.

He had executed Gimeion, who was notorious as a traitor.

And it was Dweno who had made the most notable contribution in defending the city wall.

Leo silently watched the Giant King’s retreating army from the sky.

“We won.”

Eliza, who had been defending the sky alongside Leo, flew over.

At those words, Leo said.

“So it seems.”

“Is something wrong?”

“It seems to have ended rather anticlimactically.”

That was exactly right.

The Giant King’s legion still had the strength to fight.

Yet despite that, they had retreated.

Of course, the side holding the initiative in battle was Isvaldi.

‘But that bastard Gias isn’t here.’

Leo’s eyes narrowed.

For a legion to display its true power, it needs a legion commander.

In other words, the current Giant King’s legion was only half-complete.

Meanwhile, Dweno, who was returning to the castle, also turned his head to look at the retreating Giant King’s army.

This battle was a perfect victory.

But he couldn’t hide his uneasiness.

‘That bastard… he’s up to something.’

***

“Wahahahaha!”

“It’s a banquet!”

The day grew dark and night fell.

All of Isvaldi was caught up in a festive atmosphere.

Here and there in the wide open field in front of the city wall, they began grilling meat.

Suin and Dwarf warriors came out of the storehouse carrying oak barrels on their shoulders.

Those in the residential areas prepared food.

It was a banquet to share the joy of victory.

“Drink! Drink!”

Chelsea made a flustered expression watching the dwarves and suin drinking and making merry in the boisterous atmosphere.

“It’s true we achieved a great victory, but is it okay to let loose like this?”

The Age of Calamity was an era when no one knew when the Tartaros Demons might attack.

She thought the atmosphere would always be stern because of that.

Indeed, Isvaldi’s atmosphere had been deadly serious.

But after the great victory, the mood was completely relaxed.

“Even so, what if battle suddenly breaks out?”

When Iliana spoke worriedly, Leo said calmly.

“They’re taking turns guarding the city wall.”

Leo, sitting in front of the campfire, glanced at the city wall as he spoke.

“The people here are seasoned warriors. They can easily shake off the effects of alcohol and head to the battlefield, right?”

Snap-

Leo broke a tree branch and threw it into the campfire as he spoke.

“Besides, if they don’t let loose like this, they probably won’t be able to endure.”

At this time.

When any city successfully defended against Tartaros’s large-scale offensive, a great banquet was held.

It had to be that way.

Day by day, they lived crushed by the anxiety of not knowing when they might perish.

An era when they couldn’t even think of hope.

Just surviving day by day was something to be grateful for.

After overcoming one great crisis, they had to let their spirits loose like this.

So they could forget their anxiety, even a little.

At Leo’s words, the other Hero candidates tilted their heads.

Leo’s words made sense but were also hard to understand.

‘It can’t be helped.’

Only those living in this era could fully understand it.

“By the way, there’s still a distance between us.”

Aina, sitting in front of the campfire, muttered quietly while looking at the dwarves and suin who kept their distance from them.

“It can’t be helped. Even though we fought together, the distance won’t close immediately.”

Chelsea shook her head.

Until just a while ago, they were outsiders under suspicion.

It would be difficult to open their hearts with just one battle.

Just as she was thinking that.

“Hey hey! Look at this! Guess what I got?!”

Then Cal came running urgently.

Next to him was an oak barrel floating with levitation magic.

“I got a barrel of alcohol!”

“Amazing! Cal! How did you do it?”

When Iliana clapped and exclaimed in admiration, Cal made a smug expression.

“Isn’t it all thanks to my abilities?”

“Cal’s the best!”

Iliana gave a thumbs up!

Despite being wary as an outsider, Cal had managed to get a barrel of alcohol.

“Are you planning to drink alcohol as a student right now?”

Then Artion approached Cal, crossed his arms firmly, and furrowed his brow.

“Huk.”

“Ah, Professor Artion.”

Seeing Artion’s eyes narrow, Cal and Iliana flinched.

“But… with the atmosphere like this. Isn’t a little bit okay…?”

“A little bit?”

“I’ll just go return it.”

When Cal quickly backed down, Ar and Driana approached the oak barrel.

“Hehehe, we’re students from a different school, so it doesn’t matter, right?”

“Don’t worry, Cal. Your efforts won’t be in vain since we’ll drink it well.”

Basically, suin and dwarves are races that love alcohol.

Seeing the two eyeing the oak barrel, Artion said.

“Even if you’re from different schools, aren’t you two still students?”

“Our school doesn’t particularly have a rule against drinking alcohol…”

Crack-!

“Ahhh?!”

Artion’s small fist mercilessly smashed the oak barrel’s opening.

Realizing that a heroic spirit had possessed him, Ar and Driana quickly tucked their tails.

They had already seen plenty of how terrifying the Lumern professor before them could be.

Leo, who had been watching this scene, smiled and said.

“Please let it slide for today. Everyone worked hard.”

“You’re the student council president, so you should set an example!”

“Isn’t it human nature to want to do something more when told not to?”

“…”

Artion, who had been glaring at Leo with crossed arms, snorted.

“Pour me a drink.”

“Ooh!”

When permission was granted, Cal took out cups.

The banquet began in earnest.

Borrowing liquid courage, the Hero candidates shared their tales of valor.

Leo looked up.

Elves and humans… no dragons were visible.

‘Speaking of humans and elves, it’s just us and Ennitha.’

Isvaldi was literally a city of dwarves and suin.

And among the cities that survived during the Age of Calamity, it was an isolated city.

It was the most desperate city.

“Lord Dweno is really amazing!”

“Ahh… thank goodness Lord Dweno is here.”

“For Lord Dweno!”

Here and there, dwarves and suin were shouting Dweno’s name and calling for toasts.

‘Right… the people of this city are Dweno’s people.’

Just as Leo was quietly muttering to himself.

“What are you doing alone so pathetically?”

Ennitha approached with a wine cup in hand, smiling brightly.

“Where’s Dweno?”

“That dwarf is holed up in his workshop right now. Strange for someone who loves drinking, isn’t it?”

Ennitha shrugged her shoulders and plopped down in front of Leo with a thud.

“By the way, aren’t you going to join in? The little ones are having quite a bit of fun.”

Ennitha grinned as she watched Archi’s party competing to see who could drink fastest with their cups raised.

“There are many pretty ones among your friends, aren’t there? Wouldn’t it be fun to drink together for a while?”

“They’re too young for that.”

“Aren’t you young too?”

Ennitha made an incredulous expression and sipped her drink.

Artion was the fastest to finish.

“Gah! This is an adult’s drinking capacity!! You brats!”

“Ooh! Little miss, just like on the battlefield earlier! You’re fierce!”

“She drinks the best among her friends!”

Then some drunk dwarves and surin approached.

“Huh?! Who said we’re friends! I’m much older than these guys!”

“Hm? No matter how I look at it, you seem the same age.”

“How old are you, miss?”

“Twenty-six!”

“Gasp! You’re our senior?”

“Who’s your senior! I’m thousands of years older than you all…”

“Hahahaha! Professor Artion, drink more. More!”

Cal broke out in cold sweat and hurriedly shoved a bottle into Artion’s mouth.

It was an act he wouldn’t normally dare think of, but he was too desperate and drunk.

Artion also gulped down the drink as it was.

“Bring more!”

“She’s drunk.”

Leo clicked his tongue.

Was it because of the alcohol?

Isvaldi’s warriors began gathering around the Hero Candidates one by one.

“Hey, you were amazing, weren’t you?”

A female surin wearing glasses who appeared to be a mage approached Chelsea and spoke.

“You were using magic and then suddenly switched to close combat, right? You looked like a knight – are you perhaps a Mage Knight?”

“I’m a pure mage.”

“What?!”

The concept of Battle Mage didn’t exist in the Age of Calamity.

That’s why Chelsea’s combat style was bound to be fascinating.

Was it because of the alcohol?

The distance between Isvaldi’s warriors and the Hero Candidates gradually narrowed.

Watching this scene, Ennitha made a rectangle with her index fingers and thumbs, then winked one eye and captured the scene within her fingers.

“Mm~ Nice picture. How should I put it, it’s like a combination of the new generation and old generation.”

“Why don’t you ask them to be your models?”

“Yeah, I will. But you know.”

Ennitha rested her chin on her hand and looked at Leo.

“The one I most want to be my model right now is you.”

“Me?”

“Yeah. You… you’re just like the sun. I love sunlight most in the world. That’s why I really want to see it.”

“That’s an image that doesn’t suit me.”

“Hm? No, no.”

Ennitha shook her head vigorously and said.

“Would you be a model for my painting?”

‘A model for the painter who gave Dweno his artistic obsession…’

“If I’m good enough.”

“Really!”

Ennitha smiled brightly and grabbed Leo’s shirt.

“…What are you doing.”

“You said you’d be my model?”

“So?”

“Then take it off. Become the form you were born in for art.”

Leo stared directly into Ennitha’s eyes.

Looking at her eyes, she was clearly not in her right mind – definitely drunk.

“Take it off! Take it off!”

It seemed her true nature was showing after drinking.

Leo clicked his tongue as he watched Ennitha clinging to his clothes.

‘Is she the elf version of Dweno?’

No.

Dweno would be the dwarf version of this elf.

‘So this one’s a pervert too.’

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