The Failed Swordmaster - Chapter 48

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Chapter 48 22. Transcending Past Lives (2)

Ryan Fromhart was a rock. Except for when he first entered Aura, he had never forgotten his foundation for even a moment.

He showed an upright demeanor before the king, a reliable presence to his subordinates, and gave solid reassurance to those he protected.

All of this was possible because he was born with the temperament of a rock.

He was undoubtedly Jenas’s Sword Master.

That’s why he thought it would be the same now.

Though he had become a 15-year-old boy named Lumian Calard, his past life’s experiences hadn’t gone anywhere.

He was rapidly raising his level based on Jenas’s Aura cultivation method that he had improved, and was building his foundation at a faster and more stable pace than before.

But…

‘My temperament… has changed?’

It was astonishing.

To be honest, he was slightly frightened. It felt like everything that had supported him was being suddenly denied.

Originally, change was difficult and scary. This was even more true for masters of any field.

It couldn’t be easy to accept something completely new and different from the theories, experiences, and systems he had built up over decades.

Moreover, since this wasn’t intentional, what more was there to say.

However, Lumian quickly regained his composure.

Strictly speaking, he wasn’t ‘changing’ right now.

He was in the middle of ‘evolving.’

That’s why he could maintain the immovable heart that was a characteristic of rock Aura, and observe his inner self with a relatively stable mental state.

Except for women issues, it was safe to say there was nothing that could shake Lumian.

Thanks to this, he was able to safely step into a new world.

Rustle rustle rustle-

Trees sprouted and grass grew. Flowers also bloomed.

Waterways crossing between them breathed strength into the earth. The pouring sunlight further encouraged vitality.

What had been merely a huge rock.

Solid and imposing, but heavy and barren like death, his dantian was now filled with tremendous life force.

Lumian was startled.

‘When did such a change…’

He didn’t know. He had no idea at all.

While the dramatic change was happening now, the foundation for it seemed to have been laid long ago.

Lumian only realized this now, and was flustered.

But he soon accepted it.

Because the rock had finally gained the embracing capacity of a ‘mountain’ that could never be shown before.

He smiled slightly.

‘Is it because I’ve become younger? My thinking has definitely become more flexible.’

Enlightenment that comes in an unprepared state is dangerous.

Of course, even during his Ryan Fromhart days, nothing would have gone wrong.

But accepting the current change would have required much more time.

It seemed that because his physical age had become younger, his environment had changed, and… lastly, the acquaintances around him had become younger, he was influenced by them and his thinking had opened up.

‘Thanks to that, I’ve gained tremendous results. Thank you, Teoro, Bumer.’

Lumian focused his mind again.

Then the Aura in his dantian became tangibly comprehensible.

Like a living creature, it continued to grow in size even though he wasn’t cultivating.

Just like the vegetation of a mountain grows, Aura was accumulating on its own.

‘At this rate… recovering my previous level will become much easier.’

Was that all?

He had also become able to look toward higher places.

The possibility of breaking through the wall that Ryan Fromhart couldn’t pierce for 10 years had emerged.

Perhaps… he might even glimpse a realm beyond Sword Master.

“Huuu.”

Lumian, having finished his thoughts, exhaled deeply.

And quietly opened his eyes.

Everything around was gray. Since he had been eating dinner at an outdoor table, he could grasp the time at a glance.

“About half a day has passed…”

“Right. It’s time to go to class now.”

“…What, you were here?”

Lumian said as he got up from his seat. Bumer, who had been sitting around him, answered.

“Of course. What if something happened after just leaving in that situation?”

“Hmm.”

Lumian turned his head.

It wasn’t just Bumer Simpson.

Teoro Shutgarn, and even Cal Krone were guarding around him.

Seeing this, Lumian smiled faintly.

‘More things to be grateful for.’

Of course, this was natural.

A knight who has entered a moment of enlightenment reacts sensitively to even slight stimulation.

Aura could get tangled in the body causing injury, or concentration could break and the opportunity for advancement could be lost.

That’s why all knights are prepared to endure inconvenience for their comrades in such situations.

However, just because it was natural didn’t mean it wasn’t appreciated.

‘I should repay them.’

Of course, it seemed like he would be indebted to them for a while longer.

Since he would have to follow Teoro around and pursue the women at parties.

Lumian, wearing a slightly embarrassed expression, dusted off his bottom and said.

“Thanks. Let’s go to class.”

“Hey, hey! But how much stronger did you get?”

“Hmm.”

At Bumer’s question, Lumian paused.

What should he say? After thinking for a moment, he grinned and spoke.

“If you guys don’t work hard, it’ll be tough to catch up?”

“Damn.”

“Whew.”

“Hmm…”

Though they made groaning sounds, none of the three showed signs of despair.

Well raised. Thinking this to himself, Lumian walked forward.

He needed to move diligently to wash and prepare before class.

But then, something completely unexpected happened before him.

A summons from his family suddenly came down.

* * *

One day before the semester ended.

It was when all students were excited in anticipation of the upcoming vacation.

But Lumian couldn’t be like that.

Having received a letter from his family, he wore a completely deflated expression.

‘A sudden summons… what could it be?’

It would be less frustrating if there was even a reason written, but there wasn’t even that. Just content telling him to come by a set date.

But that date was quite subtle.

If he participated in the first party held after the semester ended, there was a high possibility he would be late.

‘Ah, why are they holding the party so late.’

He felt frustrated and resentful.

Bumer approached him and whispered quietly.

“While you’re gone, I’m going to get a girlfriend.”

“Cut the bullshit.”

“Why is it bullshit? The vacation is so long, surely you can make one during that time?”

“No, I can’t make one.”

“Are you kids? Stop it.”

Teoro stopped the two of them.

But his appearance was quite irritating.

It seemed like he was showing the leisure of someone who had everything.

‘No, let’s calm down.’

Getting worked up here would only make himself look pathetic.

Lumian continued his training as if nothing had happened, then returned to the dormitory a bit earlier than usual.

After all, he couldn’t disobey his parents’ orders.

He was Ryan Fromhart, but at the same time, he was also Lumian Calard.

Since the original owner’s memories, thoughts, and experiences had melted into his soul, he couldn’t think of them as separate entities.

Having inherited his legacy, inherited his manhood, and inherited his potential, it was only natural that he should fulfill his duties as a son.

‘So if I’m going to go anyway, let’s go quickly. Right after the semester ends.’

He was really curious about the reason, but that was something he’d find out once he got there anyway.

This was better than dawdling around and continuing to be humiliated by Bumer.

‘Surely Bumer won’t get a girlfriend too, right?’

Though such anxiety crept in, Lumian chuckled and shook off those feelings.

Bumer was like his last fortress. The kind of existence that would always serve as his support.

“Let’s stop thinking useless thoughts.”

Lumian quietly muttered to himself and quickly gathered his belongings. Since he didn’t have much luggage, it didn’t take very long.

But not everything was finished yet.

Sitting at the table, he picked up a pen and began writing a long letter.

It was a letter to be delivered to Teoro and Bumer.

‘Though it’s more like nitpicking than a letter…’

Though they hadn’t spent enough time together to build the same bond as his previous life’s acquaintances, the two were the most precious people in this life.

From the Swordsmanship Competition and blind date, to the Subculture Research Club affairs, and until he realized the mountain’s aura. The help he’d received from those guys was too much to count on one hand. He should naturally repay them accordingly.

Of course, the only way he could repay them was through teachings about swordsmanship and aura.

‘Cal Krone seems like he’ll be fine continuing as he is… so there’s no need to add anything special for him.’

Nodding his head, he diligently wrote.

Scratch scratch scribble scribble.

To avoid hurting those guys’ pride as much as possible, Lumian put considerable effort into writing.

As a result, it took time. Of course, he wasn’t someone who couldn’t show at least this much consideration.

However, this attitude of his was quite different from his previous life.

Though Lumian didn’t realize it, in his previous life he had been a blunt and difficult person.

The reason he had changed like this was partly due to Lumian’s gentle personality mixing in, but also because his rock aura had changed to mountain aura.

He had become softer, more vibrant, and full of vitality.

Simply put, his tolerance and affinity had become much higher.

In fact, compared to the beginning of the semester, there were far more people who welcomed him. This wasn’t just because of his reputation, skills, and concept play.

That’s right.

Lumian was becoming a much better, more wonderful person than he thought.

Unfortunately, he wasn’t yet utilizing this well.

“Good.”

Having completed two letters, Lumian smiled with satisfaction.

He didn’t plan to deliver them personally. Since he planned to leave early tomorrow morning, he intended to ask the dorm manager.

…Or so he thought, but looking outside, it was already dawn.

Startled, Lumian quickly handed the letters to the manager who was on night duty.

And he briefly practiced aura cultivation.

There was no better method for relieving the day’s fatigue.

Whoooooong-

Unlike before when it rolled heavily through his body like a rock, the mountain aura embraced Lumian lovingly.

He felt refreshed as if he were taking a forest bath.

Having instantly recovered his condition, Lumian opened his eyes and muttered.

“This is totally cheating.”

Of course, his very existence living a second life was cheating, but he marveled anew at the mountain aura and stood up.

And after carefully preparing himself, he left the dormitory.

‘This feels strange somehow.’

Come to think of it, this was the first time he was leaving the city where the Academy was located.

Of course, his hometown and all the waypoints were embedded in his memories, but actually thinking about passing through there felt very different. Meeting his father and mother for the first time was also quite burdensome.

Lost in such various thoughts as he tried to leave the Academy, he saw a familiar figure in the distance.

It was Tania Eloise, a senior one year above him.

She approached with light, quick steps and spoke first.

“It’s been a while?”

“Ah! It’s been a while, senior.”

Her hair fluttered in the blowing wind.

It smelled good. A fragrance that only a beauty could possess.

Nevertheless, Lumian’s composure wasn’t disturbed.

He was the type who preferred body over face.

“I heard you’re not staying during vacation and going home?”

“Yes, that’s what happened. How did you know?”

“There’s a junior I know in your class.”

“Ah, really? But I don’t think I mentioned the exact time…”

“Well, I have my ways of knowing.”

Tania said nonchalantly.

But this was a lie.

Having only found out that Lumian was leaving in the morning, Tania had gone out early and waited for him without any plan.

Somehow she felt that if she didn’t see him now, she wouldn’t be able to get close to Lumian throughout the second semester either.

Of course, it was embarrassing to say such things straightforwardly.

Her face slightly reddening, she continued speaking.

“You haven’t forgotten about buying me a meal, have you?”

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