Legendary Hero is an Academy Honors Student - Chapter 743

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743.

The Lumern students led by Leo prepared to depart for Deviange.

Rumors that Leo was leaving on a new mission had already spread throughout the Academy.

And the members were even more luxurious than before.

Leo was already treated as being in a league of his own among the students.

As such, he was naturally excluded from the candidates when discussing the Academy’s strongest.

Naturally, Elena and Lil.

The news that Lumern’s official first and second strongest would participate in this mission expedition created a huge topic of discussion.

It was extremely rare for the first and second strongest, who were evaluated as the Academy’s greatest fighting power, to form a party together.

Leo was also busy preparing in his room.

Leo, who had been packing clothes to change into and inspecting his weapons, paused.

And stared intently at Risinass.

Risinass, who had been humming while eating snacks on the sofa, tilted his head at that gaze.

“What?”

“Most of my weapons are in the cloak’s extradimensional space.”

The Cloak of Darkness had been with Leo since long before the Erebos Punitive Force and Arhee took their complete forms.

As such, Leo had stored his weapons in the Cloak of Darkness from the moment he received it from Rian as Lumern’s raid reward.

The reason was simple.

Drawing weapons from the Cloak of Darkness was what he was most accustomed to.

He had fought many battles even after his reincarnation.

But even so, the number of battles Leo Flobe had fought couldn’t compare to his previous life.

As such, Leo was still most comfortable storing items in the Cloak of Darkness like when he was Kail.

“But you’re using it as a medium for manifestation.”

At Leo’s words, Risinass glanced down at his own body.

Indeed, Risinass was manifesting through the Cloak of Darkness made from his own hide as a medium.

“Luna could freely use Cometes, which was her medium. Can you do the same?”

“No. I can’t draw out your cloak’s abilities.”

“Why?”

“Luna and I are both spirits, but our states are different.”

“Different states?”

“That’s right.”

Risinass nodded and approached the simple blackboard in one corner of Leo’s room, picking up chalk.

“I’ll give you a special lecture on spirit summoning from now on.”

Risinass said this with half-closed eyes.

“It would have been nice if you had listened carefully 5000 years ago.”

“You were the one who told me I had no talent for spirit summoning 5000 years ago.”

“But I still told you to learn it just in case.”

“Luna was clamoring for you to learn magic from her. And actually, learning magic was more efficient than learning spirit summoning at the time.”

Indeed, since his talent for spirit summoning was absolutely zero, learning magic from Luna was more efficient at the time.

‘That Luna.’

Risinass sighed as he recalled those days.

Luna back then might have wanted to create time alone with Leo, magic aside.

That was also why Risinass had insisted on teaching Leo, who had no talent for spirit summoning.

Risinass, who had been reminiscing about the old days, simply drew a picture of Luna on the blackboard.

“In Luna’s case, she slept by her tomb for 5000 years in a form that held regrets.”

Risinass wrote “Age of Calamity” at the top of the blackboard and drew a line between Luna and the Age of Calamity.

“And by making a spirit contract with you, she revealed herself in this land again through Cometes as a medium.”

Risinass said this and drew a picture of himself next to Luna.

“In contrast, I left no regrets when I died 5000 years ago.”

Risinass drew a line between the Age of Calamity and himself, then marked an X between them.

“I was able to manifest as a spirit because of the Hero Record.”

Through the Hero Record, he spoke with his past self and received help from his past self to talk with Leo.

‘That’s when the regret was born.’

The regret of wanting to be with the man before his eyes.

Risinass clicked his tongue inwardly and looked at Leo as he spoke.

“Do you understand the difference between Luna and me?”

“Luna is a naturally occurring spirit and you’re not?”

“Right. That’s exactly it.”

Risinass nodded and drew a simple picture of Leo below the face drawings of himself and Luna.

“And I gave you my Dragon Heart at the last moment 5000 years ago. Ultimately, my mana is yours. That doesn’t change even though I became a spirit.”

Risinass looked at Leo.

“As such, even in the same spirit state, Luna can do much more freely. The reason she could freely handle Cometes was probably because Luna stayed in this world using her own mana that dwelt in Cometes, not your mana.”

Indeed, Leo had only provided the opportunity for Luna to remain in this world through their spirit contract.

The reason Luna could no longer remain in this world was because she had exhausted all her magical power in Cometes.

It wasn’t because she had completely cast off her regret and worry about Berkia.

‘Luna’s feelings toward Berkia were like a mother’s heart.’

A heart that worries about one’s child isn’t something that can be easily cast off.

It would have been even more difficult given Luna’s personality, which was surprisingly tender and felt much anxiety.

‘But at the final moment of departure, she overcame that heart.’

She believed in Berkia and believed in Leo.

Leo looked at Risinass.

Risinass must have been equally worried about Bihar.

But Risinass firmly believed in Bihar.

“Unlike Luna, I’m manifesting with another’s mana. So I’m less free than Luna. That’s probably why I can’t draw out the cloak’s functions.”

“Well, in some sense, I am your master too.”

“Who would consider someone like you a master?”

‘The you in your subconscious.’

Leo muttered inwardly as he watched Risinass scrunch up his face.

Of course, Risinass’s pride would never allow him to consider Leo his master.

Leo also declined such a relationship.

He and Risinass were equals.

Leo, who had been looking at Risinass for a moment, spoke.

“Then what about me?”

“Hm?”

“Couldn’t I use the cloak’s functions?”

“Theoretically, it seems possible?”

At those words, Leo got up from his seat and approached Risinass.

And he reached out to grasp Risinass’s hand.

But the extradimensional space didn’t open.

Leo tilted his head at this.

“There’s no particular reaction?”

“Hmm? Maybe it’s because the hand isn’t where the core that forms me is located?”

“Where is the core?”

“Where the Dragon Heart is.”

“Then.”

Leo’s gaze briefly lingered on Risinass’s right chest.

Risinass smiled coldly.

“Want to die?”

“I’ve touched it before.”

“That was then, this is now.”

“It’s not like it wears out or anything.”

“How devious.”

“I’m not having any devious thoughts at all, okay? Hmm? Then what about the back?”

Leo tried touching Risinass’s back.

But there was still no reaction.

When Leo made a troubled expression, Risinass sighed and grabbed Leo’s hand, pulling it toward her chest.

The first thing his palm felt was the texture of fabric.

And before he could feel the sensation beyond that, Leo’s hand sank into Risinass’s chest.

“Wha?!”

Risinass’s body stiffened slightly.

Leo was amazed.

“How fascinating. You look different, but it feels like putting my hand inside a cloak?”

Feeling curious, Leo twisted his wrist and rummaged around inside the extradimensional space, grabbing various weapons.

Clank-!

When he finally grasped a sword.

“Q-quickly pull it out!”

Risinass said urgently.

At that, Leo hastily drew the sword.

And supported the swaying Risinass.

“Are you okay?”

“It’ll take some time to get used to this feeling.”

Breathing heavily, Risinass straightened up with Leo’s support.

“I can feel your soul too vividly.”

“I didn’t feel anything particular?”

Risinass took a deep breath.

Beads of sweat had formed on her forehead.

“It seems this is also a kind of soul communion. It felt like your soul was entering mine.”

This was a first-time experience for Risinass as well.

“Are you alright? I managed to get Posteritas out anyway.”

Leo said, showing the sword Dweno had made.

“It’s not particularly difficult. I was just surprised by the unfamiliar sensation.”

Risinass had returned to her usual demeanor.

And sat down on the sofa.

Leo, who had taken care of various things for Risinass, sat across from her.

Then he suddenly looked down at his own hand.

“What are you staring at so intently?”

Then Risinass’s sharp voice was heard.

At those words, Leo said.

“No, Luna’s words suddenly came to mind.”

“Why Luna all of a sudden?”

“That girl said something. That she’s rich and you’re poor. I wondered what she meant, but now I understand…”

Leo couldn’t finish his sentence.

Because before he could finish, Risinass struck Leo’s solar plexus with a drop kick.

Risinass grabbed Leo by the collar and growled fiercely.

Despite it being late at night, the Student Council President’s room remained noisy for a long time.

***

The war against Tartaros was, in some sense, an honorable battle at every moment.

Of course, those who participated in the battlefield fought fiercely against fear and terror, risking their survival at every moment.

But they were inhuman beings.

The fundamental enemies of the world.

Greed did not exist in Tartaros’s army.

Their purpose was only one.

The destruction of the world.

Therefore, they welcomed death in war with joy.

Because they believed without doubt that their deaths brought the world closer to destruction.

For them, the war against the world was a holy war.

Racing toward only one purpose.

Therefore, in the war against Tartaros, one only needed to think about one thing.

Defeating the enemy.

And the moment one survived such battles.

Honor awaited.

Praise poured forth, calling them those who risked their lives for the world.

But in battles between humans, there was no such thing.

As with most wars.

Wars arise from the greed of those in high places.

Battles against Tartaros are honorable.

Therefore, those who participate in battle cry out for honor to steel themselves.

But battles against humans were not like that.

Someone other than oneself cries out for honor.

They force honor upon others.

Perhaps this was because those who took to the battlefield were different.

Most of those dying in battlefields against humans were ordinary people protected in wars against Tartaros.

Most were farmers who normally had nothing to do with combat.

They weren’t dragged to the battlefield because they wanted to fight.

Therefore, they might be forced to accept honor they neither wanted nor found meaningful.

“The enemies are retreating! Pursue them and defeat those villains who follow the wicked Second Prince!”

“Waaaaaaaah!”

The knight at the front raised his sword high and shouted.

He was a prominent figure in the First Princess Faction, building his reputation by beheading nearly 100 knights in this war.

And with such skill, the number of soldiers he had cut down was endless.

Among those he had cut down were several allied soldiers who had retreated, refusing to be forced into courage.

Whooooom-!

A vivid aura burst forth from the knight’s body.

“For the honor of Princess Treniconi…”

Flash-!

Clang-!

“Gahk?!”

The knight who had been swinging his sword while mounted on a griffin was sent flying from the griffin.

The knight, who had tumbled disgracefully on the ground, widened his eyes and looked up at the griffin.

The griffin, which should have been raging after its master fell, was quietly carrying someone.

“It’s okay… It’s okay.”

Silver hair that seemed ready to flow down.

And a beautiful woman with eyes as deep as a lake.

Armed in pure white armor, she reminded one of a battlefield goddess from stories.

Most notably, her ears were pointed.

“An elf!”

The knight widened his eyes and revealed his killing intent.

Toward such a knight, the elven woman, Eiran, spoke.

“This battle is your victory. The Second Prince Faction’s soldiers will retreat. So further bloodshed is meaningless.”

“Silence! Wicked elf! How dare you interfere in human warfare! Have you no shame!”

The knight roared as he revealed his killing intent.

Watching such a knight, Eiran dismounted from the griffin.

“I’ll show you how vast the world is! You frog in a well elf! I, Rekarit, who has experienced real war, will make you kneel before my sword!”

Having cut down 100 knights, he was intoxicated by his own achievements.

He was not a graduate of a Hero Academy.

Though he once dreamed of it, his talent was insufficient for admission.

Therefore, deep inferiority complex lingered in his eyes.

‘Even if it’s Seirun, in the end, isn’t she just a hero candidate!’

The moment he snorted and activated his aura to charge forward.

Crack-!

His sword was split in half along with his aura.

“What…?”

As he was shocked.

Clang-!

Eiran struck the knight’s helmet with the flat of her sword.

Looking at the knight who had rolled his eyes back and fainted, Eiran panicked.

“A-are you alright? Since you called me a frog in a well elf, I thought you had tremendous skill, so I unconsciously used my full strength… E-excuse me? Y-you are breathing, right?”

The thoroughly panicked Eiran called out to the knight.

But he didn’t move a muscle.

“Aaaaaaah!”

“It’s a witch! The witch has beheaded Sir Rekarit!”

“Retreat!”

Seeing this scene, the First Princess Faction soldiers fled in terror.

“A w-witch?! That I killed this person?! It’s a misunderstanding! Look! He’s breathing right here! Please take this person away!”

Eiran sobbed as she lifted up Rekarit and chased after the soldiers.

Eiran didn’t want to be called by the vicious nickname of witch.

But chasing soldiers while holding the limp, unconscious Rekarit had the opposite effect.

“Hiiiiek! It’s a witch who controls corpses!”

“P-please spare me! Save me from that terrifying witch! O Progenitor of the Starry Skies! O Hero! O Hero of the Beginning!”

The soldiers composed of farmers were struck with terror at Eiran’s appearance.

Seeing such farmers, Eiran shouted as if wronged.

“Luna and Arron! A-and Kail think I’m incredibly cute!”

But that cry only echoed hollowly across the battlefield.

Meanwhile.

The Second Prince Faction soldiers who were retreating while watching this scene shuddered.

“S-Seirun’s elf… toys with corpses in such a manner…”

“T-thank goodness she’s an ally!”

“Even as an ally, she’s scary!”

With just one battle, Eiran earned the nickname of the Corpse Witch.

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