I Became an Academy Regular

Heart attack (1)

This summer semester at Meteor Academy was simple. In the morning, they take a theory lecture, and in the afternoon, they hold a preliminary round for the sports festival.

The sports festival is a five-day event. In addition to individual events, there were also team events, so the events were very diverse.

The tournament qualifier for ‘Dalian’, the most popular among them, was held at the stadium installed in the training ground. Dalian is an event that competes only with the ability of aspiring heroes, excluding magical powers.

‘If it’s a game, it’s called Kunchae.’

As the battle was taking place indoors, it was gradually heating up with the heat. There is a magic circle that controls the temperature here, but even if the wind blows or cools, it keeps the temperature ambiguous because it affects the magic users.

‘Oh. It’s terribly hot.’

I cooled the sweat by gradually circulating the mana of the ice attribute into my body. Now, the mana rod was completely restored to the point of being able to use magic.

“Okay then, the next aspiring hero. No. 214, 741!”

After waiting for a while, when my number was called, I went up to the stadium. Number 214 comes up in front of me. Looking at the nameplate, it’s class B, not class A. The surrounding area was filled with loud noises as the qualifiers continued to be held.

“The rules will play as you know them!”

I couldn’t hear well, so I sat close to the instructor and the other person and listened to the explanation. The instructor gave strength to the pronunciation and said.

“It’s over when you destroy the opponent’s protective magic. However, if you continue hostilities after that, you will be disqualified. Now, 34 minutes and 48 seconds have passed, so I’ll start at 35 minutes!”

Of course, it didn’t change from the rules we used to play in the game. Before returning to their seats, number 214 reached out first.

“Congratulations on your return.”

“Huh? Yes. Thank you.”

After participating in the expedition, he returned after 3 months, so is it worth the rumor? But I don’t know if I should call this a reinstatement.

214 said before shaking hands, giving him a tight grip.

“I’ll finish it quickly.”

“…Draw it.”

Your eyes are so cruel I feel the desire to go to the finals.

I went back to the corner and stood in front of the weapons listed. For the sake of fairness, they all had to compete with weapons of the same specification.

Well···. let’s do this After a moment’s contemplation, I picked up the iron rod. Even if number 214 is a B-class, he is a talented person who has already won three preliminary rounds. It will be enough to practice.

Turning his head, number 214 took out his sword and shield from the prepared weapon. it’s a good choice

’35 minutes.’

beep. When the time came, number 214 raised the shield, and seeing it, I rushed in.

[Special. 26 – The effect of ‘Mace Master’ is activated.]

[Increasing and correcting related abilities when using a mace]

“Uh… it’s not a gun?!”

I heard the bewildered voice of number 214 looking at me from the other side of the shield.

“Uh, isn’t it?”

Kaang! When the mace was struck, the shield resounded, and 214 stances were destroyed in a single blow. He was too bad to say he made it all the way to the final qualifying round.

‘···I don’t think this is a main weapon.’

It feels unfamiliar to me as if I’m using it for the first time. Am I carrying a shield that I don’t normally use because I’m a gunner?

I can’t even practice.

When I hit the shield again with strength, the arm holding the shield went down in shock.

When the torso was exposed, No. 214 raised his sword belatedly. but slow

Following the power of the mace I wielded, I skillfully turned around as it was. Damn it! The mace that hit the abdomen easily broke the defense magic.

“Winner, number 741!”

When the instructor decided, I backed off. it’s too fresh It had been a year of waiting, but the match was quickly over.

Number 214, who had fallen before the finals, sat down and spoke to him.

“…why would you choose a weapon you didn’t use?”

“Ugh… That’s what I’m talking about. Why did you suddenly use a weapon you didn’t use?”

Apparently, this guy figured out the weapon his opponent was using and came up to attack him. This is also a strategy, but…

I answered him with a sigh, full of doubts.

“I was sick back then.”

“thanks for your effort.”

How can I fight if my physical abilities are not fully recovered? In the previous preliminary rounds, they used the power of their special privileges to fight them with guns.

I put down my weapon and got off the pitch.

‘Is this going to pass the preliminaries?’

In the finals, only if they make it to the quarterfinals, they can participate in the overall competition in which both 2nd and 3rd graders participate.

If you win the overall battle here, you will get a unique grade A weapon at least! It is a reward to the extent that Dalian is called the flower of the sports festival.

‘Let’s see This time···.’

There are still 30 minutes left until the next qualifying match, ‘Magic Festival’. Unlike the ‘Dalian’, the magic festival is held from the preliminary round to the general match. This is because the participants who dealt with magic are relatively few.

‘Did Seo-yeon Ryu win?’

I headed to the hall where the tournament records were organized to look at the results.

“Seo Ji-han? I think I saw him somewhere.”

Then I heard a voice calling my name from somewhere.

“Heh, this is my opponent? He knows how to use magic, right?”

As I looked over there, I realized why he seemed to be looking at me.

‘Oh, that gentleman….’

He was an extra from the Tower that Noah Park wanted.

Has your face not healed yet?

Most of the instructors, wizards, and even general teachers were gathered in the conference room. It’s the hottest season, so everyone wears light clothes. Inside the room, a magic circle that removes heat was installed to maintain a cool temperature.

Currently, Yoosung Academy is in its summer semester. The head of the department in charge of the academic calendar was reporting on what was going on.

“-So the qualifying rounds for the current sports festival are proceeding smoothly. I think we will be able to finish it sufficiently within the summer semester as planned.”

“How do the heroes belonging to the group participate? Because of the quest, the participation of 2nd and 3rd graders seems to be low.”

To the principal’s question, the answer came right away whether it was a problem that had already been addressed.

“For aspiring heroes who have quests, we have adjusted the dates of the qualifiers so that they can participate as much as possible. It seems unlikely that they will be unable to participate except for long-term quests.”

“Um, I see. The sports festival is always implemented only at a set time, so it must be quite a headache for other groups to keep the time.”

“That’s right. What’s the current status of sponsorship?”

“That’s-.”

The Imperial Knight, Beatrice, sat in a corner and listened to the meeting boringly. Although he had no assigned duties related to the athletics system, he was able to attend the meeting because he was an instructor.

‘Ummm.’

Beatrice looked away. On one side was Arthur Gran, who was not an instructor, but belonged to the temple.

‘It’s the first time since then… Why are you here?’

I didn’t even ask because I came in right before the meeting started. Perhaps the appearance of Arthur was something that others didn’t know, and some of them, like himself, were staring at him. Perhaps it was the first time they had seen Arthur.

Arthur was silently listening to the meeting, expressionless. After the meeting of the sports festival was over to some extent, the principal made a remark.

“Okay. So, let’s do this for now and finish the sports festival meeting. And only those who participated in the expedition three months ago will remain.”

When everyone left the meeting room at the words of the principal, only those with a history of participating in the expedition remained. The principal turned to Arthur Grande.

“Everyone is old, so I don’t need an introduction. Arthur-kun came here because he had something to tell me at the temple. Arthur-kun?”

“Ah, now it’s my turn to speak.”

The blonde man stood up. Arthur coughed and opened his mouth.

“Hmm. It’s been a while. Everyone. Paladin, it’s Arthur Grand. You’re probably wondering why I’m suddenly here.”

Arthur pulled out a small glass box from his pocket. A black mass was moving in it. Those who knew the identity of it frowned or got up hastily from their seats.

“That’s what I came here for.”

The black mass in the glass box was the flesh of Liu. Someone who saw it cried.

“Wait, Sir Arthur. Wasn’t that all cleansed back then?”

“I thought that was the case, but there was a part left on the headmaster’s body. As you can see now, three months after securing it, it continues to multiply.”

“···Unexpected.”

The principal said to Arthur.

“Isn’t that the ‘body of a god’? It must be a trace of another god, so why are they keeping it in Grand’s temple?”

“Yeah, I’m planning on making a new ‘Holy Relic’ using this.”

Arthur’s words filled the left with an uneasy energy.

Liu’s flesh. There was no one here who did not see the miracle of being attached to a corpse and giving them a body again.

Layette asked as she got up from her seat.

“You mean you’re going to abuse it?”

Whether it was his intention to rob him depending on the answer, Laureate stretched out his sword with one arm.

“Yes? No. That’s not what it sounds like.”

As the atmosphere suddenly grew colder, Arthur smiled and waved his hand.

“Please listen to me first. If I had thought of that, I would have done it secretly. Would you have come and mentioned it in person like this?”

“You can think of it as a declaration of war. Your position has such a ripple effect.”

“Ahaha. I don’t even have a holy sword anymore, well.”

At those words, Arthur’s cold sword began to tremble.

After the incident, the holy sword, the holy sword of the temple, returned to the ordinary ego sword. In order to be smelted into a holy sword again, it had to be immersed in holy water for 100 years and smelted repeatedly, but the ego sword chose Arthur Gran.

Layette looked at Arthur and sat back down in his seat. As he sat down, the others gradually took their seats. The alertness did not disappear, but an atmosphere was formed to listen to the story.

“Arthur-kun. How do you make relics?”

“You can think of holy relics as having the power of the gods. In a way, they are also things that represent the gods. I know what everyone is worried about. It’s probably because of the power that puts a body into a corpse. But…”

Arthur carefully placed the glass box on the table.

“It has lost its power. At present, Maiden Curse has lost its foundation and can no longer be constituted as a religion. Therefore, it is only a fragment of the Godhead once called ‘Liyu’. In other words, it can be refined into holy things. It’s just material.”

Arthur looked at the principal for a moment and said.

“The principal said earlier that it was a trace of another god, but that god doesn’t exist anymore, so there’s no problem. This academy’s aspiring hero has destroyed a relic made of ‘Liyu’.”

“Hey, you….”

Some people knew who the aspiring hero was, and some didn’t. He didn’t reveal it to everyone because it was true that few people knew it, but he revealed it out of the blue.

Layette stopped talking, but Arthur didn’t mind and continued the conversation.

“The aspiring hero says he has no memory, but my ego sword remembers the whole process. But the question is not solved. How he draws on the power of the Holy Sword, and why he didn’t die.”

“Explosion”. According to the testimony of the Holy Sword, Seo Ji-han did not avoid that magic. It is said that an unknown force lifted him up even though he was orthodoxly beaten.

Arthur laughed bitterly.

“I know that everyone has questions about him, even if he doesn’t say anything. You must have ‘suspended’ any action against him. Isn’t it?”

“So what do you want to say?”

“Now, the Netherstorm outside is accelerating. It must be the aftermath that destroyed the holy relics of Maiden Curse. …To solve the problem, I will take the aspiring hero to the temple. Let’s do it.

That was the purpose of the temple sending Arthur Gran. Beatrice, who had been silently listening, stepped out.

“Wait a minute. Who is the doctor of the aspiring hero?”

“Of course I’ll have to listen, but he’s not going to refuse. I learned one thing while researching about him.”

“…Did you do a background check?”

Arthur nodded at Beatrice’s question.

“I won’t deny it. Because I used the Holy Sword, it was necessary to investigate the background. Then it turned out to be quite a strange history. At what point did the aspiring hero with still insignificant stats grow significantly. Can I call it a suicide incident? I have confirmed the statement that I lost my memory from that point on.”

“I think he has a personality that gains strength at the price of memory. It makes sense when you think of it that way in this case as well.”

Beatrice somehow shut her mouth, and Arthur looked away from her and looked at the others.

“Well, it’s just speculation, but it may not be.”

“Arthur-kun. That means…”

Arthur tapped his head in a meaningful voice.

“Yes. The temple will offer him a ‘memory’ in return.”