Chapter 185
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It didnt take long for the sparring to end. Ronan, after confirming that there were no more members attacking him, smiled in satisfaction.
You all did well. Now, you could jump into almost any battlefield ande out alive.
It was sincere praise. Over the unprecedented two years, the skills of the club members had improved to an astonishing degree. It was a golden result born from talent, effort, and excellent guidance. Of course, Ronan had never been dered dead, but that was to be expected, so he didnt dwell on it.
You all have really improved a lot.
Ronan added another remark. Click. The sound of sword and scabbard meeting was pleasant to hear. The fusion of Lynn and Lamancha had created a short pommel, making the sword even more stable to wield.
Its unbelievable Ugh, I thought we could win this time
Agh from Brahms to Hynd
Ugh! Uwaaa!
After sparring, all members were inplete disrepair. Marya and Braum were lying with their arms outstretched, Aselle, almost depleted of mana, was leaning against the wall and vomiting. Ophelia, the only one to surrender before it got ugly, was sitting in a chair with an exhausted expression on her face, drinking a liquid she imed was wine.
I dont think you will lose even if you fight Balzac now.
Exactly. After all the trouble Ive been through.
Ronan chuckled. Balzac was also a name he4 hadnt heard in a long time. The younger brother of the Shadow Duke who adored Ophelia. He had taken the Blood Essence and given it to Jarodin, but he wondered if both of them were doing well.
Dont be too disheartened. Look at what youve done.
Ronan gestured with his chin towards the mess that had be the training ground. It looked like a massive beast had rampaged through it in a drunken stupor.
Everywhere Maryas greatsword had struck was apanied by huge rifts. Compared to the sword marks Ronan and Shullifen had left behind, it was on a level that would never yield.
Braum also disyed tremendous resilience. Although he was wearing a temporary shield called Hynd, if this were a battlefield and the enemy wasnt Ronan but an unspecified group of enemies, he would have saved the lives of all the members.
Ughhh Youre too much. Where did thate from even when I told you to stop
Its okay, kid. Its not that youre weak, its that devil thats weird.
Aselle muttered as he wiped his mouth. The voice of the Winter Witch came from the Vijra in his pocket. Suddenly, Ronan, who had be feverish, drew his sword.
Whats going on?
Phwaaaah! A crimson light emanated from the sword and wrapped around Aselles body. The distance between them narrowed. Aselles face turned pale as he closed his eyes and opened them to see Ronans approaching figure.
Aack! P-Please spare me!
I dont want to hear that from you, bro.
Ronan grabbed Aselles head with both hands and turned it towards the training ground. Ice spikesrger than ordinary buildings were growing all over the ce. The slowly flowing coldness was lowering the temperature of the entire training ground. It was the same ice as the one wielded by the Winter Witch.
You dont even change your expression when youre attacking me like that with a hundred times more power, huh? Im too much? Apologize to me and other mages, brat. Say youre sorry for being born a genius.
If you really want to get technical, his expression did change.
Madame, please be quiet. Lets see if its for real.
Ignoring the Winter Witch, Ronan grabbed Aselles cheeks on both sides. His soft cheeks stretched out.
Hey, hey! I was born like this!
Whats the difference between the telekinesis youve been using since you were stealing goblin panties and my Aura? Huh? I can pull too, you know.
Aselle protested, but Ronan didnt let him go easily. As he twisted Aselles cheeks in different directions, his screams grew louder.
Aaargh! Let go!
This kid doesnt have any shame. Should I just tear him apart like this?
Of course, even as he thought that, Ronans lips curled up as if caught on his ears. Indeed, he was a talent that had received an offer from Lorehon. If this kid could break through the Protection of the Stars, he could have him fight the giants right away. Ronan smiled bitterly as he suddenly remembered the faces of the powerful individuals who had disappeared in his past life.
That is the most important thing.
He had to find a way to subvert it somehow. Or be strong enough to tear apart all those giants on his own. Ronan, removing his hand from Aselles cheek, turned his back. To catch up with the progress he missed while participating in the Festival of Swords, he felt he needed to practice in advance.
I have some good news for you hardworking people. Its something only the principal and I know, but Ill tell you specially.
Good news?
Yeah. Navardose will attend the entrance ceremony in six days. As a parent observer. If she burns me to death for bullying her son, pass on my ashes to my sister.
Silence descended. It took a little time to ept the calm tone as if telling what he ate yesterday. ng! Ophelias wine ss fell from her hand. Marya, who had barely regained herposure, spoke up.
Whosing?
The Red Dragon Navardose. It probably wont make much of a difference now that you know, but just keep it in mind. Im off.
With those words, Ronan left the club area. By the time he had almost climbed the stairs, screams could be heard from behind. And it didnt seem like someone screaming out of excitement.
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Time passed quickly. Thanks to dys in receiving letters from Lieutenant Nemea, Ronan was able to focus on academy life after a long time.
As he attended sses again for the first time in a while, he felt that there was nothing easier than studying. Ronan, stroking Cita and reading a herbalism textbook, murmured.
I just want to keep living like this
If it werent for those damn giants, he would have actually done just that. He would have graduated from the academy, gotten a decent job, married someone he loved, and lived a decent life, raising a couple of children who resembled each other.
He couldnt understand those people who didnt like this kind of peaceful life. If they yearned for a rough life, they could just go on a three-day visit to the southern battlefield, where the civil war was raging. Suddenly, his gaze fell on the calendar.
Finally, its tomorrow.
Above the date 13th, a rough drawing of a fire was crudely sketched. The entrance ceremony. And it was the day Navardose wasing.
After consulting with Lorehon, Katir eventually decided to inform the Emperor of Navardoses visit. However, it was agreed to keep it as discreet as possible to the citizens since it was purely a personal matter.
Though I wonder if itll be kept hidden.
Of course, that would be possible if Navardose came disguised with polymorph. Known as thergest dragon of all, if she traveled in her true form, there would be no chance. Ronan was in the midst of organizing his notes. Suddenly, all the hairs on his body stood on end.
What!
Bwaaaaaah!
His instincts were screaming. Cita, who had woken up, growled while looking out the window. At that moment, something translucent and thin rushed rapidly from outside the window into his field of vision. Even if it was a reflexive action, Ronan drew his sword and swung it. Swish! The wave that was about to engulf him tore apart and passed beyond him.
What, what the hell was that?
He wasnt sure of the details, but judging by the way it was cutting through his sword, it seemed like some kind of magic. Suddenly, Ronan realized that he couldnt hear Citas growling. Lowering his head, he shouted in confusion.
Cita? Hey, snap out of it!
Cita remained frozen in the same position as when she was growling. Her eyes werent blinking, and her breathing had stopped, as if she had turned into stone.
Only the very, very slow beating sound of her heart and the warmth of her body were the only signs that Cita was not dead. Suddenly, Ronan noticed that all the sounds from inside and outside the dormitory had stopped.
That doesnt make sense.
Ronan hurriedly opened the window and stuck his head out. The students who were wandering around the campus were all frozen like Cita. Even the trees remained still, as if the wind had stopped blowing.
His head was spinning in confusion. He couldnt understand what was happening all of a sudden. Then, from a distance, footsteps were heard. Squinting his eyes and focusing, he saw someone walking in the middle of the central square. Ronan gripped the hilt of his sword.
That bastard.
Instinctively, Ronan realized that it was the mage who cast this spell. To cast such magic over the entire Philleon area, he must be a mageparable to Katir or even more powerful, but that didnt matter.
Wait.
Ronan jumped straight out of the window. The sound of his shoe soles hitting the cobblestone echoed in the silence. His mana-enhanced thighs swelled up. He had aimed for the central square and was closing the distance by 10 meters with each step. Suddenly, the world turned pitch ck.
What?
All the hairs on his body stood on end once again. The moonlight that illuminated the roads disappeared in an instant. Ronan, who stopped urgently, looked up. Where the celestial bodies should have shone in the night sky, there was only absolute darkness.
Am I dreaming right now?
Darkness shrouded everywhere his gaze reached. Even as he turned his head as if doing gymnastics, it was the same. Ronan was about tounch his sword at what he thought was the new spell cast by the intruder when suddenly the darkness dissipated, and the moonlight, which had been obscured, poured down on his face. At the same time, Ronan, who saw the edge of the darkness, held his breath.
That!
It was the outline of a pair of wings. Resembling a bat, the wings covered more than half of Philleon. As he followed the wings and shifted his gaze to the right, this time he saw the tail. The tail, still being drawn from the back of the night sky, looked like a whip to punish divine beings. He was staring at the outline of the shadow when suddenly, with a snap, the shape of darkness disappeared, revealing the vast night sky.
What the fuck.
Ronan cursed. It was literally something that happened in the blink of an eye. No matter how much he looked around, he couldnt find the figure that had just been flying in the sky.
Im definitely dreaming.
Even after the disappearance of that something, Ronan remained in ce. Too much had happened all at once, and his head wasnt working well. How much time had passed? From the direction of the central square he was heading to, he began to hear the conversation between a man and a woman.
The entrance ceremony is tomorrow, so why did youe today?
You ask me such a question when you know how mortals will treat me? Its going to be ufortable enough not being able to drink properly, but I need to talk to my son before that.
It was so quiet around that he could hear it without even focusing his ears. Ronan frowned. The womans voice was unfamiliar, but the mans voice was familiar.
He hid his presence and moved as discreetly as possible. Intargand, polymorphed into a human form, and a woman wearing a turned-over robe were engaged in a conversation. The woman, raising her arm, gently touched Intargands cheek.
By the way, this is quite impressive, Ir. Have you thought about learning from humans?
Well it just happened to turn out that way.
The arrogant Intargand was faltering. The womans face illuminated by the moonlight was indescribably beautiful. Her hair flowing beneath the hood was of a fiery crimson color. Standing on her toes, the woman who had been caressing Intargands head, leaned in with her lips.
Thats great of you. Come here.
Uh, Mother, it would be troublesome to act like this in front of the mortals
They cant see or hear anything, what does it matter? Now,e on.
From her actions, it seemed like she was trying to kiss him on his cheek. Intargand frantically waved his arms, expressing his refusal. For a moment, the womans face stiffened as if shocked.
Ir, you
Mother its not that
Intargand tried to console her with an apologetic expression. However, the woman had already turned her head away as if she had been hurt enough. Tears began to well up in her eyes as she spoke.
Thats too much. How long has it been since you left their, and now youre treating your mother like this? Ah Sob
I-I was wrong, Mother. Please dont cry. Okay?
Ronan watched the scene unfold while holding his breath. It wasnt difficult to deduce the identity of the woman. Who else would Intargand refer to as mother?
But it was just too surreal to believe that this was reality. It was different from what he had imagined. Taking a deep breath, Ronan slowly began to step backward.
Lets just go back quietly.
He decided to pretend he hadnt seen anything. Judging from the conversation, the magic that seemed to have stopped time was not used with malicious intent, so it would probably be undone soon. Yes, he should just go back and get some sleep. As he was in the midst of stepping backward
Oh, how tragic. Is this how I raised you?
As she turned her head sobbing, her eyes met Ronans by chance. In an instant, Ronans heart sank to his stomach. He quickly made a decision with superhuman speed and stopped moving. He mightve looked like taxidermy or a statue to anyone watching, but the woman had already seen Ronan move.
You. You arent affected by the spell?
What?! Mother, whats wrong!
Intargand eximed in astonishment upon hearing the womans words. Ronan desperately tried to convince them that he was a statue until then. The woman approached Ronan slowly and stopped in front of him. A voicepletely different from before emerged from her parted lips.
Hello, there.
Hello. Lady Navardose.
Ronan opened his tightly shut eyes and spoke. Realizing that her magic didnt work on Ronan, Navardoses face turned fierce. Intargands shocked cry rang out in silence.
[TL/N: another mommy acquired and a son-con too ( )]
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