I Became the Male Lead who was Clinging onto the Female Leads

29 – Swordsmanship Sparring Test (2)

Tina was standing on top of the sparring arena. Opposite her stood a silver-haired middle-aged teacher.

Eugene knew who he was.

Declen von Benetic Ruberta.

As a brother to Sylin’s father Drain von Bennett, he was one of his younger brothers.

He was the swordsman of the Luberta family, but he was working as a teacher at the Royal School, and he had a high level of skill that was one of the best swordsmanship teachers.

‘Is that why you’re trembling like that?’

Tina, a sorceress by birth, was trembling as she held her wooden sword.

‘What can I do about being scared!’

After the shocking five-game losing streak she suffered against Eugene, she was convinced that she had no talent for her sword and hadn’t looked at her sword since. She couldn’t stop taking the test even now, so she was only forced to come up.

‘Please let me not get sick… ….’

Tina took her break, trying to calm her trembling body.

“Come.”

His opposing teacher, Declin, gestured nonchalantly. Looking at those cold eyes, it seemed that he was willing to end her life so that it wouldn’t hurt.

“Ugh… ….”

I don’t really want to go…….

But there is no way not to go.

Tina gulped down her saliva and ran away screaming at her.

“What? Were you there too?”

Then, in Tina’s sparring, a voice distracted her. Turning her head, she saw Shilin’s older brother, Silian, whom she had seen before.

Beside him was Silin.

She was probably watching Tina’s sparring and she was caught by Silian who suddenly appeared.

“This is a coincidence. Are you also here to see Tina?”

Cillian approached with a warm smile.

Eugene nodded her head.

“It happened all of a sudden.”

But Silian is in the third year, so why did he come to the first year exam?

Eugene opened her mouth.

“Why did you come to the 1st year comprehensive exam?”

“Hmm? I came to see her sister’s once a year exam. It’s your cute little sister’s test, but you can’t miss it, can you?”

“…… Who is cute.”

Seeing Sillyn looking up at Sillyne with her dissatisfied face, Silian smiled heartily and patted Sillyn’s head.

He looked at Eugene and opened her mouth.

“Sillin is next after Tina.”

“…… Get your hands off her head.”

“When is your turn?”

“…… Are you going to get your hands off me?”

“I’m almost at the end.”

“Oh, I see. There will be a lot of onlookers.”

“Sooooon!”

Silin, whose hair was frizzy from sweeping it so hard, pushed Silian’s hand away.

Sillian just smiled and looked at the arena with a calm face.

“By the way, how is Tina’s sparring going? ….”

Huh?

Cillian’s face hardened. Naturally, Eugene and Silin’s heads returned to the arena.

‘What is it?’

Where did Tina go? Some brash hair was swinging a sword in the arena. Silin opened her mouth with a puzzled face.

“Where is Tina?”

“Here it is~”

Tina appeared from behind and gave her smirk.

“…… Are you a ghost?”

“No.”

Tina explained everything.

“I just came because the exam ended very quickly. I swung my sword, but he suddenly disappeared, then appeared from behind and struck me on the wrist with a wooden sword.”

I immediately dropped the wooden sword from my hand.

“Did that happen…? ….”

Silin’s face became cold.

Cillian laughed lightly and encouraged Tina.

“Your little father is a bit overhanded. He is so merciless.”

“Are you like that? Somehow, my wrists still tingle…….”

“Oops. Shouldn’t we go to the recovery room?”

“I’ll just go and see the test.”

“My sister has made a very pretty friend.”

“hehehe.”

Tina chuckled. Her smile, which might seem lacking at first glance, brightened the air around her. She liked being pretty.

“Teu hahahaha!”

At that time, a shrieking scream was heard from the arena. The faces naturally returned to the arena.

“50 Points, go down.”

Decklen notified the score with an expressionless face.

“Thanks for the teaching!”

As if her head was a swordsman, she bent her waist 90 degrees and left the arena.

Declen still had an emotionless face and said with all her magic.

“Let the next student come up.”

“If you are the next student… ….”

As Silian said a while ago, Tina’s turn is next.

“It’s your turn to be loaded!”

“…… I will come.”

Her turn came sooner than expected and she could have been taken aback, but Silin kept her composure and walked to the arena.

‘I’ve been watching Tina’s Dalian and then going to Silin.’

She wanders around without much thought, but she is Eugene, who is watching all the couplets of the 3rd generation female lead.

In order, Yerina, Tina, Silin… ….

I think of Yerina, but where is she now?

Even though the importance of today’s test has been lowered because of Tina’s declaration, the fact that it is important has not changed.

Even now, countless students (except for those taking exams) were flocking around the competition hall to see the best swordsman in the first year.

‘Yerina would also like to see Silin’s sparring.’

With that thought in mind, she looked around and, sure enough, Yerina was walking.

Seeing her, Silian smiled at her and opened her mouth.

“You are the eldest daughter of the Duke of Berwoods! Come here!”

“Hello, senior.”

“This is true. The best flowers of the Royal School have gathered around me, what day is it today?”

“… ….”

How could she say such a sane thing? Yerina’s face hardened in shock. Tina was similar.

“Ha ha ha! It’s a joke. It’s a joke. Let’s all put our cute little sister to the test.”

Cillian proudly turned to the arena. The other three looked at his back with a little absurd face, then looked at the arena.

Silin was standing there with her silver hair that shimmered exceptionally in the sunlight. She was controlling her mind coldly, feeling hundreds of stares.

‘Just calmly open your sword. That should be enough.’

It didn’t matter that her opponent was her uncle, who was one of the best teachers among teachers.

She has always devoted herself to the sword without shame. Today was just another day to swing the sword.

“Silin von Riel, I will learn a lesson.”

“Raise your sword.”

Declen raised her sword without changing her expression even as she dealt with her nephew.

His nonchalant eyes looked into Shilin’s pupils.

I could see many positive emotions such as confidence in my sword and hope for the future.

‘The eyes of a talented person.’

He was an unfortunate swordsman who never saw the light of day, blocked by his great brother’s shadow. In the world, he would also be called a skilled swordsman and a sufficiently great human being, but since he was born into the great swordsman family, the Duke of Luberta, it was only natural to dream of becoming the best man in the world.

‘Sillin, you’ll probably be the best in the next generation.’

If Shilin was given a little time, he would surpass himself and become a great swordsman.

‘But it’s too early.’

He was supposed to become the foundation of Silin and disappear someday, but not yet. There was a clear difference in mana and experience.

‘I’ll give you a defeat that I can learn from.’

With that in mind, Declen gripped the sword firmly.

Even if the job given now is at the level of laying the groundwork for her nephew, who will become a great swordsman in the future. Since he was born into the Duchy of Luberta, he only wielded a sword.

“Come. Don’t give up.”

“…… Thank you.”

But, as if feeling something in Clen’s eyes, Silin raised her sword with her serious face.

She then opened the dantian and circulated her mighty magic power through her body. Her magical powers gathered at one point slowly entered her wooden sword.

Magic energy wrapped around the sword, and a change was seen with the naked eye.

“It’s black!”

Amid the crowd of hundreds, someone shouted.

What bloomed from Silin’s wooden sword was sword skill, sharper and more pure sword skill than what she had seen in her previous sparring with Eugene.

‘Although her swordsmanship skills have only improved a little, her magical power has improved considerably.’

“I will go!”

Sylin kicked her ground and was shot at Declen. Declen took up a defensive position with her wooden sword.

Kaaang!

There was a strong impact as the wooden sword collided with the wooden sword. The destructive power created by the clash of the two sword skills was unusual.

The two continued their strength fight while making eye contact. Silin’s eyes moved to the bracelet that limited Declen’s magical powers.

Because of that bracelet, the teachers could only use the average level of 3rd year magic power in a single sparring.

Silin, who will be a sophomore a few months later, has magical powers that are “Slightly” Below the average of the third graders.

So.

‘It’s worth a try if I have high magical power!’

If you don’t make mistakes in swinging your sword and follow your luck, winning isn’t impossible.

“Ohh!”

“The thread won’t move!”

Those watching the test sweated their hands, making assumptions.

‘I see what you’re thinking.’

However, the swordsmen were able to know the thoughts of their opponents just by touching their swords. Declen noticed that her nephew had hopes of winning.

‘It was far from winning against me.’

In sparring, geniuses often missed one important thing while considering various factors such as magic, swordsmanship, and luck.

It’s an experience. No matter how great a genius, if he learned the sword for decades, he could gain an edge over a younger genius.

Kaang!

Declen redirected her force and deflected Sylin’s sword.

She and she used a speedy sword like light.

Kaang! Kaaang!

“Keuugh!”

Silin blocked Declen’s attack based on her long training, and she gritted her teeth and explored opportunities to counterattack.

But she wouldn’t give Declen an easy chance.

‘The momentum of a fight.’

Declen swung her sword without giving Silin a chance to breathe. She induced her to quickly drain her mana.

Silin’s breathing became rough and her body was wet with her sweat.

But even so, she didn’t let go of the sword.

‘It’s amazing that you can hold out this far.’

Dechlen was genuinely impressed. It was a sparring that other first-year students could not endure. She must have dropped the sword right away.

But Silin didn’t. Keeping the flame burning in her eyes, she continued to swing her sword.

‘Great, but… ….’

She was not enough to defeat Declen.

Adjustment of the magical energy contained when swinging the sword, and a change in the angle to bring out the opponent’s power a little more when swinging the sword.

Decklin’s experience built up a small gap. The gaps came together and became a big difference like a mountain.

The power felt from Shilin’s sword gradually diminished.

Kaang!

Decklen easily deflected Silin’s sword.

“Haa… …. Ha… ….”

Silin stared at Declen with blurred eyes, as if his mana had been consumed considerably.

“Hey, isn’t it okay?”

“Still great!”

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“The level is ridiculous!”

Students sent admiring glances. Having sparred with Declen this far was a huge thing in itself.

‘As expected, you are a genius.’

Dechlen’s thoughts were not much different.

She was not enough to hear the sound of her equipment that will only come out once in a hundred years, just because she endured this far.

So.

‘I’ll be satisfied with this.’

Isn’t your talent growing while fighting against opponents?

Declin raised her sword and kicked the ground. He appeared before Silin’s eyes and swung her sword.

“…… !”

Silin opened her eyes. As if realizing that this was the last time, she wrapped her mighty magic power around her sword. She squeezed out all the mana of the dantian.

“Huhhh!”

She let out her evil and swung her sword.

Quaaagh!

The two swords clashed and a strong wind occurred. Swords clashed with swords, but their destructive power surpassed that of most magic. The strong wind made many students close their eyes tightly. Soon, everyone slowly opened their eyes.

Took. Tuduk.

Silin’s wooden sword, which flew high in the wind, fell out of the arena.

At the same time, Silin, exhausted with all her strength, fell to her knees.

It was Shilin’s defeat.

“Whoaaa!”

“Sillin is great!”

“Really crazy!”

Hundreds of people cheered for Silin. Her sparring easily met everyone’s expectations.

But Silin wasn’t happy.

“Haa… …. Ha… ….”

She let out her heavy breath and looked at her trembling hands.

‘Isn’t that too bad…? ….’

She

When she started the test, she thought she had a chance.

I didn’t have an advantage in swordsmanship, magic, or experience.

‘If I had been a little more diligent than usual… ….’

I bit her lip hard. She reflected on her past for not being able to work harder.

Seeing her like that, Declen indifferently opened her mouth.

“Silin, perfect score.”

“… ….”

“At the first year level, no one will be able to match you. You can be proud of it.”

“Thank you… ….”

It was her heartfelt consolation, but Silin’s face did not loosen up. Because she was wrong in what he said.

‘No one can beat me?’

Silin raised her head to find the brown-haired man in her crowd. What will happen if she crosses swords with him again…….

“…… Ha.”

…… Let’s go down

With no strength in her body, the more she thought about it, the more her head hurt.

Silin led her battered body down the arena.

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