The Failed Swordmaster - Chapter 109

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Chapter 109 42. You’re Not Human (2)

It was absurd.

Of course, he had spoken the most important words first.

But to show signs of enlightenment immediately after that.

‘It’s not completely impossible, but…’

Lumian’s vessel was probably already full to the brim.

That’s why even the slightest advice, just a drop’s worth of guidance, caused the water to overflow.

However, it was simply astounding that he had reached such a level in less than a year since his reincarnation.

‘I’m envious, truly envious.’

The Knight King was genuinely envious of Lumian Calard.

However, he did not harbor jealousy.

He was already someone who possessed many things. Not only money, honor, and power, but even his swordsmanship talent was among the finest on the continent.

If such a person felt bitter about his retainer’s achievements, there would be nothing more unsightly.

Instead, he smiled with joy.

And he continued with the advice he had originally intended to give.

He thought it might provide additional help to Lumian.

“If my talent had been greater, and I could have perfectly handled an even larger boulder… I would have continued focusing on increasing its size. But after years of attempts, I came to know my limits. It was impossible to handle any more power than this. No, I couldn’t even properly handle the current size.”

As Philip III’s words continued, Lumian’s expression became even more dazed. His eyes looking up at the sky were unfocused. It was because he was deeply absorbed in the Knight King’s advice and his own insights.

Sinseeo and Buckal had spread out to either side to protect him. There must be no interference during moments of enlightenment.

“From then on, I abandoned useless obsessions and began gradually reducing the size of the boulder. I didn’t chip away or remove parts. I entered a process of compressing it to be more manageable while maintaining its mass and power. From a massive mountain to a hill, from a hill to a mound, from a mound to a boulder of the size you could see anywhere along a road.”

“…”

“I don’t know if this is the right path. But I had to acknowledge that it was at least a path that suited me.”

The Knight King’s explanation gradually became more specific and detailed.

Accordingly, Lumian trembled even more intensely. The storm of aura swirling around him also became more fierce.

Watching such a Lumian, Sinseeo and Buckal also showed reactions of being stunned.

‘A monster…’

‘You’re not human.’

In fact, the concept Philip III spoke of wasn’t particularly difficult. Most people with brains would be able to understand the meaning of those words.

However, immediately applying this to oneself to elevate one’s realm was an entirely different dimension of work.

Training to become familiar.

Adjusting the gap between ideal and reality.

After completely sublimating it into one’s own, finding the path forward. This was work that required tremendous time.

‘Most would wander and inevitably fail in this process.’

However, the moment Lumian heard the Knight King’s advice, he made it his own.

They couldn’t even let out exclamations.

Sinseeo could only watch with wonder-filled eyes as the 15-year-old boy advanced toward a new world.

‘Perhaps, he might truly become the first person to transcend the realm of Swordmaster…’

It was when everyone was having such thoughts.

Focus returned to Lumian’s eyes that had been hazy all along.

Having briefly regained his senses, he reached into the subspace backpack he was carrying.

And he pulled out a communication magic crystal orb and a silver-gleaming box.

Everyone looked at this with curious faces.

What was he suddenly trying to do?

Whiiiing-!

However, Lumian didn’t explain to the three people.

He didn’t have time for that. Before losing the thread of enlightenment he had barely obtained, he needed to create the perfect environment.

Beep beep, beep beep… Beep!

– Ah! It’s Lumian! Why aren’t you coming to the room? I’m bored!

Finally, the crystal orb was activated.

Semu could be seen lying face down on the bed covered with blankets. Lumian rapidly poured out his words.

“Semu, can you figure out where I am right now?”

-Yes! The mana flowing from the crystal orb is unique, so I can tell from anywhere!

“Good. Come as quickly as possible. And help me with my aura training.”

-Huh? Right now?

Semu asked.

Lumian nodded.

“Yes. I need the power of purification and stabilization. Come as quickly as you can.”

-Got it!

“There will be three more people besides me, but they’re all trustworthy, so don’t be surprised.”

-Yep! Hiyaaaah!

Watching Semu emerge from the blankets and fly out the window, Lumian turned off the crystal orb.

The Knight King, with a surprised face, asked a question.

“Just now, the creature reflected in the crystal orb… perhaps…”

“Yes, it’s a dragon.”

“What did you say?”

“Sir Lumian?”

Buckal and Sinseeo voiced their bewilderment.

They had no choice.

A being that would only appear in legends was flying here!

No, before that, how did Lumian know a dragon?

As such questions arose in everyone’s minds, he committed another astonishing act.

Whoooooosh-!

“Ugh! This is…”

“Tremendous demonic energy!”

“Demonic stones? Good heavens…”

Lumian opened the silver box.

Then the demonic stones sealed inside emanated their presence.

Since there were thirty of them, the concentration of demonic energy was tremendous. The three people became unable to think anything due to Lumian’s continuing bizarre actions.

In front of such people.

Clatter clatter clatter.

Gulp, gulp, gulp!

Lumian stuffed all thirty demonic stones into his stomach.

Knight King Philip III approached in great alarm.

“Sir Lumian! What are you doing right now…!”

“It’s fine! I haven’t gone mad!”

Lumian quickly raised his hand to stop him.

And he swiftly assumed an aura training posture and closed his eyes.

He spoke.

“In a little while, a young dragon will fly here to help with my training. It also has the ability to purify demonic energy, so there’s absolutely no need to worry about my safety.”

“…”

“I apologize, but I would be grateful if you could guard this place while I train.”

That was the end of his words. Lumian soon fell into his own world.

“…”

“…”

“…”

The Knight King, Sinseeo, Buckal. All three couldn’t say anything.

It felt like a storm had passed in just a moment. In reality, now felt more absurd and surreal than during the sparring that had shaken heaven and earth.

And shortly after.

A being that would further intensify such an atmosphere revealed itself on the plain.

Shwooooooong-!

Screech!

“Ah! That’s right. Lord Lumian, why are you in such a place… Ugh!”

Semu, who had been muttering to himself, showed a startled expression.

He felt an incomparably stronger demonic energy than before. And it was coming from inside Lumian’s body.

The subordinate made a worried expression and transformed into a small form with a pop! sound.

Then he climbed onto Lumian’s head and began to use his purification ability.

Wooooooong…

Silence fell again.

The only sounds that could be heard were the passing wind and slight noise from the dragon’s body.

No voices could be heard at all. Several minutes passed like this.

“…For now, we’ll have to stay like this until Sir Lumian’s training is finished.”

The Knight King spoke with a dazed expression.

Sinseeo and Buckal also had similar expressions.

* * *

“Match over! 3rd year Class A Tania Eloise, victory!”

“Wooooooah!”

“She finished it in one blow again!”

“Tania Eloise! Tania Eloise!”

“As expected, Tania is the only one we can trust!”

Day 2 of the Tarasan Swordsmanship Tournament.

Tania Eloise once again ended her match with amazing skill.

The audience sent enthusiastic cheers, and she greeted all four directions with a smiling face before coming down from the stage and heading to the waiting area.

Her appearance with a gentle smile. It was a face that looked quite happy.

However, this was just an expression she forced herself to make while being conscious of others’ gazes.

Currently, Tania was in a very bad mood.

‘Lumian! Where did you go!’

The fact that Lumian Calard had disappeared without a word. That was the reason making Tania’s mood uncomfortable.

He was the one who had boasted that he would cheer enthusiastically from his designated seat throughout the swordsmanship competition.

She remembered how he had jokingly said that as her master, he would watch closely as his disciple won the championship, and that she should know she’d be expelled if she didn’t win.

However, now that her match was over, some bald middle-aged man was sitting in that seat instead of Lumian.

‘What, did he really not come?’

Wondering if he might have sat somewhere else, she looked around various parts of the audience seating during times when there were no matches.

However, Lumian was nowhere to be seen. Not until all the schedules for the 2nd round of the swordsmanship competition were finished.

Thinking he might come even after the schedule ended, she wandered around the arena, but he still didn’t show himself.

Dissatisfaction gradually appeared on Tania’s face as she continued looking around.

“Geez, he could have at least said something.”

She was upset.

She was incredibly upset. It was even more so because he had made her heart flutter yesterday.

When did he hold her hand like they were lovers and escort her to the dormitory, and now he was standing her up like this.

Her insides were boiling with anger.

Of course, if he appeared even now and said ‘I’m sorry, I’m late!’, all her anger would melt away, but other than that, there seemed to be no way to improve her mood.

Just then, the voice of a man calling Tania was heard.

“Tania!”

“Lumi… What, it’s just big brother.”

Tania made a lukewarm expression.

The voice sounded similar in some ways, so she thought it was Lumian, but it wasn’t.

She crumpled her face that was about to brighten up again and asked bluntly.

“What, why did you come here?”

“…No, but your brother came and why is your reaction like that?”

Tania’s big brother, Reymon Eloise, made an absurd expression.

He had come a long way to cheer for his younger sister secretly from their father, and to receive such poor treatment.

He continued speaking in a disappointed voice.

“Did something happen? You won your match magnificently, so why do you look so angry? Is there something wrong?”

“…No, I’m sorry. I’m on edge because of the next match.”

Tania belatedly composed her expression as she spoke.

Unlike their father who still didn’t welcome her dreams, her big brother had respected her decisions since her enrollment.

Cases like now, where he secretly visited the Academy to encourage her, were frequent.

It couldn’t help but be something to be grateful for.

‘But, still!’

Still!

The person she wanted to see most right now was Lumian. Not her big brother who only had a similar voice.

It was regrettable but couldn’t be helped. Naturally, her disappointment showed in her words too.

“Are you really okay? It really seems like something happened…”

“No. I’m really okay. Wow, wah! That was surprising! How did you think to come cheer without even contacting me?”

“…Your words are too soulless.”

Reymon Eloise made a sullen expression.

He had come a long way secretly from their father to cheer for his beloved youngest sister, but since her reaction wasn’t great, he couldn’t help but feel deflated.

Of course, he didn’t come to hate his sister or anything. Tania was someone he loved as much as their parents.

Just as he was smiling and about to pat his sister’s head.

Another man’s voice was heard.

“Miss Tania Eloise.”

“Who… Huh!”

Tania was shocked.

And rightfully so, because the person who called her was Bercal Garcia, a high-ranking knight whose reputation was well-known even in Jenas.

She couldn’t not know him since he had also observed during the 1st semester swordsmanship competition. She showed proper courtesy.

“Cadet Tania Eloise of Tarasan Academy pays respects to Sir Bercal Garcia, high-ranking knight of Jenas.”

“Re, Reymon Eloise. It’s an honor to meet you, Sir Bercal Garcia.”

Tania’s big brother also greeted him in confusion.

A high-ranking knight of Jenas suddenly appearing? His expression was colored with bewilderment.

“No need for such excessive courtesy. Anyway, it’s fortunate our paths crossed.”

“…Do you have business with me?”

Tania also became bewildered.

Why would this renowned gentleman seek out someone like her, just a mere cadet?

When various questions arose in her mind, completely unexpected words came out of Bercal’s mouth.

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