The Failed Swordmaster - Chapter 145

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Chapter 145 56. Knight Department New Student Orientation (2)

New student orientation is boring.

Naturally. Anyone would start feeling drowsy listening to department introductions, faculty introductions, school rules, and curriculum explanations. Or start complaining.

Moreover, since everyone gathered here were Knight Department cadets, it wasn’t incomprehensible that they were more restless than students from other departments.

‘But this is a bit excessive.’

Professor Karin, who was explaining the curriculum as the faculty representative, opened his ears and eavesdropped on the new students’ chatter.

“Ah, this is boring me to death.”

“Why are they talking so long about unimportant stuff?”

“I thought we’d get to see a Sword Master directly during the faculty introduction, but just some old geezer came out.”

“I wish they’d just wrap this up quickly.”

All of them speaking rudely.

Some were even speaking loud enough to go beyond whispering level. Veins bulged on Professor Karin’s temples.

‘These bastards, I told you that external faculty introductions happen during assembly on the first day of the semester!’

Of course, not all new students were rude.

Half of the 200 new students who were domestic students were relatively well-behaved, and among the foreign students, those from kingdoms of similar level to Tarasan were also quietly listening to the talk.

Students from strong nations that weren’t quite at the level of Jenas, Rhodesia, or Cairo but still ranked in the top ten also had decent attitudes.

The ones causing trouble were about thirty kids positioned in between.

Though they were less than 1/6 of the total number, since they were taking turns chattering, the atmosphere was quite chaotic.

‘…Let’s endure this, for now.’

Professor Karin controlled his anger.

There were unusually many difficult individuals compared to normal years, but still, once the semester started, things would gradually get better. Since they also came carrying their families’ expectations, they wouldn’t openly think of causing problems at the Academy.

While thinking such thoughts, before he knew it, everything he needed to say had ended.

Fortunately, there were no major incidents during that time. Professor Karin glanced at Lumian who was waiting below the platform.

‘Now it’s time for a senior’s words.’

He was quite surprised when Lumian Calard came to find him together with Cal Krone. And he was slightly worried.

Though they were young children, for dealing with new students who had quite good backgrounds, Lumian’s family wasn’t particularly well-positioned.

Of course, he had outstanding skills to the point of never losing first place throughout the past year, but the kids here didn’t know this. Unlike Tania, Lumian’s reputation hadn’t yet spread across the entire continent.

‘Still… it’ll be fine. Probably.’

But Professor Karin decided to trust him.

A child more sincere and exemplary than anyone.

Yet not just boringly so, but a child with a mysterious atmosphere that captured people’s attention without feeling tedious.

If they heard the story of Lumian Calard, who had continued unbelievable growth over the past year, even these arrogant new students would have some change of heart.

“Then, lastly… here’s a word from an excellent student who is two years your senior and took first place in all exams last year, Lumian Calard.”

“What? I thought Tania Eloise would come out?”

“Ah, damn. I thought we’d see the continent’s youngest Sword Expert.”

“What’s this. Who cares about first place. Anyway, except for Tania Eloise, they’re probably all the same.”

‘These bastards, again!’

Professor Karin’s face, who had stepped aside, frowned.

It wasn’t a loud voice. However, considering Lumian’s skills, it would be strange if he couldn’t hear their words.

Of course, he wasn’t worried.

Since he had shown a confident appearance during the Swordsmanship Competition finals and when guiding the three nations’ apprentice knights, he would surely overcome this situation wisely without being intimidated…

“All of you shut your mouths, you bastards.”

“…”

“…!”

“…?”

Silence.

As if a giant boulder had fallen on everyone’s heads, the atmosphere in the hall turned cold.

The children who had been quietly listening to the talk, the children who had been cautiously exchanging a word or two, and lastly those who hadn’t lowered their voices as if they owned the world—all looked at Lumian with stunned expressions.

However, the most surprised was Professor Karin.

No way, that exemplary child?

But this was only the beginning.

Whoooosh!

Tremendous presence emanated from Lumian’s body.

That wasn’t all. He pressured the children with his energy while simultaneously operating an aura image.

It wasn’t the image he usually used frequently.

Not something like flowers that he had been using to look good to girls, but a massive boulder that looked suffocating just to see.

The faces of the new students exposed to this turned deathly pale.

‘What kind of situation is this?’

‘Could this be that guy’s presence? No, how is this possible…’

‘I didn’t feel like this even when facing the Royal Knight Commander!’

‘My voice… won’t come out…’

The new students, especially those who had been chattering rudely, looked at Lumian with terrified expressions.

That was all they could do. They couldn’t turn their heads, close their eyes, or cover their ears.

Confirming their state, Lumian opened his mouth with an expressionless face.

A voice filled with cold anger flowed out.

“The reason you juniors left your home countries and came all the way to the distant Tarasan Academy is to become excellent knights and repay your families’ expectations and your own dreams.”

“…”

“But none of you are prepared at all. Your very mindset is rotten. The attitude you juniors showed just now completely violated the chivalry that must be upheld as knights.”

A stuffy, old-fashioned story that seemed like it would come from ancient scriptures, told by an unidentified senior.

But the new students couldn’t ignore his words.

Each word was engraved in their minds. Like the feeling of carving letters on a stone wall using a hammer and chisel.

The children had to listen attentively to Lumian’s story about ‘what kind of existence is a knight?’ without being able to offer any resistance.

“Traditionally, a knight must train body and aura through sincere practice, maintain courtesy toward others through a humble attitude… (omitted) …However, the current juniors are intoxicated not by their own honor but by their families’ honor, thinking only of trampling others instead of humility and protecting the weak, making them far from qualified to become Knight Department cadets… (omitted).”

A long and terrible time continued.

The new students who had relatively good attitudes didn’t face severe pressure, but the children who had been chattering as if they owned the world were truly having a hellish time.

The thought ‘How dare a mere cadet from a small country!’ never occurred to them.

Like priests facing a god, like peasants meeting tax collectors, they harbored fear toward Lumian and developed an obsession that they must unconditionally follow his words.

And so 30 minutes passed.

“Good. This is about all I have to say as a senior.”

“…”

“Are there any new students who didn’t understand my words?”

“No sir!”

Everyone shouted with one heart and one mind.

It was like they had just been conscripted and were standing before a centurion. Lumian asked once more.

“Then can I finish this education with peace of mind? Can I trust and watch over your Academy life, new students?”

“Yes!”

A voice so loud it seemed like it would bring down the auditorium echoed.

Lumian nodded.

“Good. I hope everyone here will acquire martial prowess befitting a knight through blood-sweating effort, and become exemplary figures through proper character. Through this, I hope you will build your own honor rather than your family’s honor, and be reborn as excellent talents that your homeland desires. That is all.”

With those words, he came down from the platform.

He naturally didn’t forget to greet the professor.

Watching Lumian return to being a courteous and exemplary student, Professor Karin made an astonished expression.

“Then, with this, we conclude the Knight Department new student orientation. I ask that the prospective cadets leave the auditorium in an orderly manner and return to your respective dormitories.”

“Yes! Professor!”

The new students showing a completely different, snappy behavior from before the ‘senior’s words.’

However, Professor Karin’s interest wasn’t in them.

The auditorium that had become completely empty after everyone left.

It was the moment Professor Karin was about to speak after confirming that only Lumian remained.

“Then Professor, I’ll be heading back now.”

“…”

Unlike just moments before when he had been terrifying like heated steel, now his eyes were filled with such sadness and confusion.

Seeing that expression, the professor was left speechless.

He couldn’t say anything, any words at all.

Creak.

Thud.

“Ah!”

Lumian left the auditorium, and Professor Karin, who belatedly came to his senses, let out an exclamation.

It had been thirty minutes as if possessed by a ghost.

However, what was certain was that the problem with the new students seemed like it would be resolved more quickly than he had worried.

* * *

As a result, Professor Karin’s thoughts were half right and half wrong.

After that day, the new students maintained a quiet attitude as if mice had died.

However, it wasn’t them who were causing trouble, but their guard knights.

Confirming that the expressions of the young masters and young mistresses they served were not good, they persistently asked questions and found out what Lumian had done.

They moved without delay to educate that rude senior.

However, it was actually them who received the harsh lesson.

Whooooom-

“Ugh, urgh…”

“To pressure me, a mere cadet, by drawing your aura at full power… Do you have no thoughts about ‘protecting the weak,’ which is a virtue of knights?”

“Grrrgh…!”

“If you use force, I too will face you with force. Draw your sword.”

Zing!

An aura sword bloomed as soon as he finished speaking.

The brightness of the aura was tremendous. So much that no guard knight could handle it.

Those who had come to confront Lumian, and the new students who had reluctantly followed them, could only make expressions of shock. And they had to receive another terrifying education.

“What are you doing right now! Do you know who our young master is!”

“How dare you touch the eldest son of House of Kanzel of the Kingdom of Porta! Are you confident you can handle the consequences?”

Next to come were the attendants.

They all pressured Lumian with their family’s authority as if they had coordinated it. They threatened as if they would immediately lead private soldiers to attack if he didn’t apologize for the unpleasant incident at the orientation.

Of course, Lumian also had something to present.

He infused aura into his rose brooch.

Swoosh-

A rose pattern beautifully bloomed in the sky.

And beneath it, Sinsieo Ainsworth’s signature was embroidered.

The attendants immediately broke out in cold sweat and begged for forgiveness upon recognizing it.

After such incidents happened three times in a row, Lumian spoke to the new student standing next to an attendant.

“It seems you didn’t understand with just once.”

“No, no! I understood well, senior! What happened just now wasn’t my will, but this attendant kept insisting…”

“Well, that could be the case. So this time, I’ll have to gather all the attendants and guard knights and conduct ‘a senior’s word’ once more. That way it’s less bothersome for me and less bothersome for you all…”

“Aaaaah! I’m sorry! There will absolutely, absolutely never be such a thing again!”

“I’m sorry too!”

“Me too, me too, I’m sorry, senior!”

The new student who heard Lumian’s words bowed his head in terror.

Other new students who had come after hearing rumors and were watching quickly came over and bowed their heads.

The number exceeded twenty.

“…What the hell did that guy do at the orientation?”

“I don’t want to think about it.”

“Let’s be careful too. Until the matter with Senior Tania is finished.”

Watching Lumian surrounded by new students receiving apologies, Bumer said.

Cal Krone nodded. Teoro shook his head disapprovingly.

‘To openly reveal even his aura sword because of romantic problems.’

It seemed like the entire Academy would be noisy for a while.

No, it seemed like the entire continent would vibrate with Lumian’s name.

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