I Became the Demon Grand Duke in the Academy

74 – Grand Duke Aka – 74

The orange-haired boy who was talking with the other guys and the instructor started exchanging glances.

It seemed like it would start soon.

“Rosé, relax.”

“four!”

Rosé, who jumped up from her seat, began to lightly warm up. It seems that the other side has already started to warm up. As I was watching Rosé warming up, I heard the scarred man’s voice.

“It would be nice to start sparring soon, what do you think?”

When I glanced at Rose, she nodded.

“No problem.”

“Then let’s proceed right away. The sparring takes place in the 1-B sparring arena and ends when the opponent surrenders without the Prism Stone. How is it?”

Doing sparring without using Prism Stones meant that all damage received during sparring would be accumulated in the body.

Do you have that much confidence? Looking at Rosé’s expression, Rosé was also looking at me with a confident expression.

“… … do that.”

“Good! Now, the two of you to the arena!”

Two people holding a prepared training wooden sword and going upstairs.

After all, the other person was the bully Gallier had talked about, the orange-haired guy.

OK, that guy is orange from now on.

“Reciprocal salute.”

The two bowed their heads and exchanged greetings according to the command of the scarred man.

After greeting the two, he looked up and nodded once and waved his arms.

“Opening!”

So far, they are observing each other and not moving much.

Of the two standing blankly, Orange was the first to speak.

“Are you from the Summoners Academy? What if I surrender now? I hate to ruin your beautiful face.”

A typical scumbag’s speech.

Rosé seemed to have the same thoughts as me, so I felt some unknown anger in Rosé’s laughing expression.

“It doesn’t matter~ The only thing that matters to me is that you bullied Gali and Hercules-sama.”

“What, were you really friends with that commoner? really? You tried to get revenge on me? Ha ha ha ha ha! It’s really funny.”

The guy who grabbed his forehead and laughed loudly looked at Rosé with sharp eyes.

“It’s my first time beating an elf, how is it?”

“I’m used to beating people like you. Isn’t that too bad?”

“okay? Then, shall we see if your swordsmanship skills are as good as they say?”

As soon as he finishes his words, the guy runs towards Rose.

The guy was running toward Rose in an Iaha posture.

“Take it somewhere!”

bang! A pa-gong sound resounding with a clatter.

The orange sword was blocked by Rose’s sword.

“I thought I would get tired of it at that speed. Isn’t it enough that you can’t follow it with your eyes?”

Rosé puts her weight on her front legs and pushes Orange’s body.

At the same time, he kicks his foot as hard as he can towards the belly of the orange.

“Gregory. Rosé Kick!”

“Cuck!”

At the same time as the center of gravity of the body was staggered, Orange took a mid-half position by standing up at the same time as the cloud behind the kick that flew in succession.

He was looking at Rose with a puzzled expression.

“Wait, kicking in swordsmanship training, what are you doing!”

At his prompting, Rosé recited the lessons he had learned from me as if it were nothing special.

“Gregory is a swordsman who regards his body as a sword. In other words, it is based on the spirit of unity of body and sword. So no problem!”

“What kind of nonsense… … ! Instructor!”

The guy immediately seeks an instructor, probably thinking that Rosé’s swordsmanship is unreasonable.

If I stay here, the instructor will take Orange’s side.

I decided to step out here.

“Even Sword Saint Marvas acknowledged this type of Gregory. Do you think your swordsmanship is superior to that of the swordsman?”

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sell friends.

After all, friends should have great friends. If not at a time like this, when would the name of Marvas be sold?

As long as I brought up the name of Marvas, if I ignored this swordsmanship, even Marvas would be insulted.

If you’re an instructor walking the same sword path, you won’t even be able to refute it.

Well, if you twist it, wouldn’t it be possible to do the sword training yourself?

And as if my thoughts were right, the instructor opened his mouth slowly while breaking out in a cold sweat.

“… … No problem.”

“Instructor!”

“… … sorry.”

Solved what I did with this. With this, Rosé would be able to write Gregory style without any worries.

“Are you done chatting?”

Rosé smiled and asked in a soft voice.

While being questioned by the instructor, the orange guy seemed to have regained a stable posture, perhaps recovering from some damage to his abdomen.

“shut up!”

“yes.”

This time, it was Rose who attacked first. Rosé kicks off the floor with strong power and shows off a surprise thrust.

Orange bends his body to the left to evade the stabbing, then swings his wooden sword horizontally toward Rosé’s head.

However, Rosé, who had bent down completely, let go of the sword, wrapped it around the boy’s waist, and put her right foot behind Orange’s.

just rush.

The orange that got caught in Rosé’s foot fell on its butt as it did, and Rosé quickly climbed on top of that guy’s body and took a mount position.

“This is no longer swordsmanship!”

Orange struggles to drop the rose that was on top of him.

However, Rosé didn’t budge, holding up the wooden sword she had dropped beside her and brushing her tousled bangs to the side with her left hand.

“It will never be solved with that much force.”

The biggest difference between rosé and orange.

It was that Rose was a summoner who had reached the 3rd circle.

I’ve been drinking elixir since I was young, and even the 2nd circle.

Considering that the top rank of an average freshman is the 2nd circle, Rosé was no different from the top rank.

For Rosé, who has superiority in physical ability, superiority in magical control, and superiority in the amount of mana, this sparring is not too difficult.

“Then how would you like to cook it? hmm… … yes!”

Rosé holds the wooden sword upside down and holds the handle with both hands.

“Now, the left one. Is it right?”

“… … what?”

“left!”

As I slammed the wooden sword at the guy’s head, he quickly turned his head to the right.

“This crazy… … !”

“It’s good. I feel so miserable. That’s right, shall we try to be honest this time? Really… … really!”

This time, the left, Orange managed to avoid Rose’s sword this time as well.

“Oh, you have good reflexes. Certainly, you have to be at that level to get a top rank in swordsmanship class. So, shall we continue? hmm… … Really, really!”

Kagak—!

The wooden sword made a sound as it grazed the guy’s cheek and stuck into the ground.

The neck of the orange guy showed a great movement.

“Oh, I made a mistake this time. Now, shall we continue?”

“a little… … go away!”

The wave of magical power felt by the orange guy. It was an orange that exploded the ground by concentrating mana only on the right arm, perhaps realizing that strengthening the entire body would not do anything.

“Ugh!”

Rosé evaded to the side, covering her eyes from the sudden sand dust.

When the sand dust cleared, the sight of an orange with bright red eyes glaring at Rose caught my eye.

“… … Instructor. During the swordsmanship class, you generate magical powers and explode the ground, aren’t you restraining them?”

Scar man smiles at my question.

“If taijutsu is also included in swordsmanship, isn’t the skill of using mana to push an opponent away also a swordsmanship?”

“Ha, I’ll come out like that.”

It seemed that this one was also going to come out meanly.

Then I have a way too.

“Rosé! According to the instructor, using magical power is also a type of swordsmanship. Just like our Gregorys!”

Did you hear my voice clearly? Rosé, who was staring at the orange and not letting go of her tension, nodded.

You should be able to figure this out.

“… elf bitch. I will never forgive you.”

The sound of the orange guy grinding his teeth could be heard from here.

It seemed that he was so resentful that he had been hurt by Rosé’s misfortune just now.

… … Certainly, I felt ashamed if I was slashed by Rosé during sparring.

“You have always dealt with Gallier like a scarecrow, but are you angry because you are being beaten? Aren’t you interesting?”

“Don’t compare me to that commoner!”

“Aren’t all ranks equal at the academy? But still, seeing the commoners and commoners… … It’s a little ugly.”

“What are you talking about knowing!”

“… … i know.”

“what?”

“I know better than anyone how Gallier is always feeling. That makes it more unforgivable.”

After saying that, Rose aimed her sword at Orange.

Rosé’s expression, which seemed to be laughing just a moment ago, is frozen white as if she had eaten at least ‘expressionless candy’.

“therefore. From now on, I will make you feel that way.”

“… … what?”

The way Rose held the sword changed.

If the gripping method up until now was one that was advantageous for improvisation, Rosé’s gripping method now was that of holding the sword tightly as if not letting go.

“You learned it from Marvas.”

I had to see Marvas training Rose a few times, but I hadn’t seen him while looking for demons at the academy.

He probably trained Rosé all this time.

The scarred man who was watching the couple fight next to me also seemed to sense that Rosé’s mood had changed.

“Oregin! be careful!”

Was the orange guy’s name Oregin? Well, you should call it an orange.

Rose slowly raised the sword she was holding with both hands over her head.

The sight of magic forming on Rosé’s hands holding a wooden sword was as if he had seen it somewhere.

… … where did i see that?

It was obviously a recent thing. I’m sure that posture must have been somewhere… … .

… … It came to mind.

That posture as if trying to split the sky.

Its appearance resembled that of Marvas’ cataclysm.

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Like a butterfly landing on a flower.

Like cutting off petals rustling in the air.

Rosé, who swung her arm down so naturally, folded the wooden sword and attached it to her waist, then turned around.

The process is so natural that no one feels strange.

Rosé trudges toward me. When I took three steps like that.

A loud sound came from behind Rose.

“ah… … ! Ahh… … !”

The wooden sword he had lifted up to block the blow was split in half, and Orange was on his knees, trembling.

Took. Too tuk. and dark red blood dripping from his nose.

“Ha, surrender. surrender!”

With a voice as if he was forcing himself to cry, the orange shouted surrender.

At Orange’s declaration of surrender, Rosé rushes towards me with a smile as if her cold expression until just now was a lie.

“and! Gregory! I won!”

She was smiling as if nothing had happened, but at least I could see Rosé’s swollen hands.

“… … You overdo it.”

“Ah, that, that… … . I’m angry without even realizing it… … . I’m sorry.”

After hearing my words, Rosé became sullen like a dog scolded by her owner.

A wound like this would heal on its own in a few hours, and at least it was enough to ask Raphael to heal it, so I thought it was fortunate.

I’ve won at best, but I still have to praise you.

“… … Still, it was not a bad technique.”

“is that so?”

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Glancing, raising her head, Rosé looks at me.

“Yes, is this the technique Marvas taught you? It seems like a skill made to suit you.”

“that’s right! Also Gregory… … You know that just by looking at it… … !”

That’s how well you followed Marvas’ teachings. I wanted to say that, but I decided to spare it because I thought Rosé would be conceited.

“So, what is the name of that technology?”

If it was Marvas’ personality, he would have said, ‘You can name the technique yourself.’

From the guy’s point of view, the technique Rose just demonstrated was nothing more than a joke, so it was very obvious.

“… … yeah.”

“what?”

“that… … I haven’t decided yet. I thought it would be nice if Gregory-sama built it… … .”

Wasn’t he able to name himself?

what. I always thought that I had an excellent sense of naming names, but I never thought that I would be asked to name my skills.

“Do you have any candidates in mind?”

“yes? hmm… … Whether it’s Rose Charm… … . Is it true… … . Rosé Slash? Rose Sal?”

… … It’s wrong.

“Haa, let me think about it first. I have work to do first.”

After saying that, I looked at the scarred man behind Rosé with an expression like ‘what the hell is this guy?’

Now, how are you going to get out?