Hunter Academy’s Greatest War God

Episode 235

A flower bed full of daisies.

Bianca’s headmaster, Celeste, sincerely prayed for blessings to Adela, Leon, and Sophia under a large tree.

“The wind of Zephyrus staying in Bianca will lead you.”

After the annual prayers, Bianca’s students.

Less evil –

Put your feet together in moderation.

good!

He put his hand on his chest diagonally and made a gesture.

– May the wind guide you!

One heart and one heart.

Close to a thousand students, let’s shout together as one. Adela, the head of the party, opened her mouth after slowly looking around the gathered students.

“…Follow the guidance of the wind.”

“Three students were invited to participate in national competitions as representatives of Bianca and Italy. It is an indescribable honor.”

Although now approaching middle age, Celeste, Bianca’s principal, looked in her thirties at best. That is proof of the enormous amount of mana she possesses.

However, even she, a veteran who has been through prenatal battles, respected Adela’s party.

“You will be an example to students and hunters all over Italy. Please come with the mindset that you will be with us.”

Let the principal, who is as high as the sky at the academy, bow down and say hello. Sophia was puzzled and fiddled with her glasses.

“I think the odds of Bianca winning the woo are quite high. At least sure…”

Leon naturally covered Bianca’s mouth and smiled as he looked at Celeste.

“I will come together with Adela to win Bianca’s championship.”

The national competition was a national festival in which freshmen who entered the academy competed for national power through individual battles.

Indeed, the pride of the nation is at stake in the only remaining battle.

“…student Adela? Do you have any last words as Bianca’s party leader and Italy’s representative?”

When Celeste smiled and asked in a kind voice. Adela looked not at the students around her, but into their eyes.

The feelings in their eyes are the same longing. But Adela was very uncomfortable with that feeling.

Why?

What are the feelings that are rising in your heart right now?

But Adela soon stopped thinking. I didn’t have to organize my words.

“…jeon. I don’t deserve your respect or admiration or anything.”

Adela chose to be honest about everything.

But Celeste was not taken aback or surprised by the answer. Rather, he asked kindly with a curious face.

“That is a surprising statement. Miss Adela… Is there a reason you thought so?”

nod

Adela felt the hearts of those who supported her. However, Adela did not want to answer their sincerity.

“For me… to come back to Bianca and go to the National Championships.”

okay.

Why did you come back to Italy?

“…there was no cause.”

It was purely for himself.

Adela thought only of herself to the point of being selfish.

dried up feelings.

A heart-pounding battle.

In the achromatic world, the only time Adela could feel her beautifully shining emotions was during intense battles.

“I want to fight the strong. I want to fight… It started with that level of whim.”

Adela turned her head to look at the portal. It made me feel at ease because I didn’t feel the longing eyes of the students who were looking at me.

“So I am not worthy of your respect.”

Adela thought she had come to take advantage of Bianca. Adela was thinking of going back to Gaon even if this national competition was over.

‘…okay.’

The sincerity sent by Bianca’s students was too heavy for him, who had just returned from his home country to take advantage of this opportunity.

“Um, that’s right.”

However, Principal Celeste smiled lightly and spoke softly to Adela, who turned around.

“Miss Sophia, the secretary, was right. I heard that Ms. Adela has changed a lot, but…”

Smile.

“To the extent that everyone’s hot sincerity can be reached. Your frozen heart is definitely melting.”

flinch.

Adela entered the portal and stopped. Principal Celeste’s voice is gentle, but has a strange power that penetrates the essence.

“But Miss Adela?”

Celeste called to Adela.

Celeste spoke in a calm voice to Adela, who didn’t look back.

“It’s not all about heavy, sincere emotions. Even lukewarmness. Cold isn’t all bad either. And that… you too.”

To Adela, Celesta’s words seemed like an enigma she would never understand.

Is it because of that? Adela muttered something else instead of answering him.

“…Follow the guidance of the wind.”

Bianca’s greeting that she hopes that the wind of blessing will lead you according to the guidance of Zephyrus.

Celeste looked at Adela’s back and smiled more benevolently than ever.

“Follow the guidance of the wind.”

After that, the students’ voices echoed once again like an echo. Adela went through the portal and made up her mind again.

‘…I’m pouring out my everything.’

Adela intended to burn all the flames this time so that she would have no regrets again.

* * *

Skyscraper Academy.

At the top of a huge building with over 100 floors, the sword body bit into a pipe and laughed viciously.

“The end of the national competition. Ryujin, do you know? That I have high expectations for this competition?”

Tup-fuu-

When the sword body that bit the pipe spewed out a long smoke, Ryujin nodded with a stiff face.

“I know.”

What is the best result he says? A national championship win?

no. Absolutely not.

Ryujin knew the teacher.

At least that level of results could not have been the goal of the Sword Master.

Then, the best hunter in China? Or is it the extreme of swordsmanship that even the swordsman has yet to reach?

Whatever it was.

Ryujin couldn’t admit it.

[think carefully. Even if it worked out well and fulfilled the swordsman’s greed… How old would your brother be at that time? Huh?]

For Liu Ming.

No, Ryujin didn’t have time.

‘Even at this moment…’

Liu Ming was spending every minute and every second in a hellish time relying on the machine. I couldn’t hold on to this terrible reality and postpone it any longer.

‘Liu Ming is suffering.’

For what?

Is that why the poor little child is suffering?

[What the hell~ How many years are you going to spend that important and precious time… in the hospital room?]

Yes.

It wasn’t even for the great cause of saving the world. It wasn’t even that there was no way.

Rebellion’s villain was right.

The sword god, who was a 8th level hunter, has the power to heal Liu Ming.

[About a sick person. Eh~? Dirty and despicable guys…]

Then why is Liu Ming still having such a painful time?

If only one person is allowed.

If only one person changes his mind.

Liu Ming was able to escape the pain.

“…Master.”

With the word “teacher,” which he seldom contains, Ryujin called out to the swordsman.

“okay. Woo-woo-.”

Did you anticipate what Ryujin would say? The swordsman let out a breath and laughed viciously.

“Tell me now. I called you Master at best, but you should listen.”

It was as if he had already predicted what favor he would ask.

“…Yesterday I received information from an organization called Rebellion.”

Perhaps because of that, his expression did not change despite Ryujin’s shocking story.

“Ryujin! you! What does that mean!?”

“This may be a bit misleading!?”

Party members Wei Lin and Han Seol Ah shouted from afar, but Ryu Jin didn’t care. Rather, he got down on a knee he had never kneeled on before and begged earnestly.

“…please. Please treat Liu Ming.”

Swordsman was amazed by Ryujin’s actions. Why is a guy with a strong sense of pride who would not give up even if a knife came into his throat hurt so much about his younger brother?

“Rebellion’s information… Is this action because of that request?”

Sup-

The swordsman breathed in and exhaled smoke while looking down at Ryujin with a pitiful laugh.

“okay. Let’s assume that the information is correct. If I heal Liu Ming, what can you give me?”

When Ryujin knelt down and looked up at herself, the Sword God asked in an emotionless voice.

“Tell me. Ryujin, what can you give me?”

Let the swordsman show an attitude as if he were acknowledging it. Wei Lin, who couldn’t stand it, unknowingly got caught between the two.

“Geomgod! Then the fact that you have the power to save Liu Ming is really…”

“Hey! Intervene somewhere, come here!”

Han Seol-ah stopped Wayrin with a contemplative face, but the sword body did not get angry.

“It’s just a matter of making assumptions. Even if you have that power. You have nothing to give me.”

The sword body tapped off the ash from the pipe and said with a disinterested face.

“…a promise at best? But that doesn’t make it worth it.”

Swordsman looked down at Ryujin.

Ryujin looked up at the blade.

The Sword God’s eyes were colder than anything Ryujin had ever seen.

“Can’t you hear me? You asked what you could give me.”

Ryujin could not answer the Sword God. As the Sword God said, all he could give was a fragmentary story that would stop at best as a promise.

The Sword God saw right through Ryujin’s heart. At this moment, the only answer Ryujin can give is a long silence.

“Right. Is that silence your answer?”

The swordsman chanted as he left his seat with Ryujin kneeling behind him.

“…good night. Let’s postpone the story until after the National Competition.”

* * *

Poor heating.

Kim Eun-ah activated the portal zone she had installed sometime ago.

Wheein!

A portal zone in an ordinary room.

This was only possible at a state-level institution. As usual, I had to go to the competition through the portal while being seen off by the students.

Yoosung Shin. Eunah Kim. The only ones who saw off the three Sumire

were Amy and Velvet, who claimed to be nannies.

“The headmaster is also great. To see all of Gaon’s students as spectators? I mean, it’s pretty big. Now, Velvet~ You should tell everyone to have a good trip.”

Kyokyo- and Amy smiled and waved her hand. Velvet, dressed as an orca, waved her hand vigorously.