20 Episode 9. What is the eye of the mind? (3)

Sierra Camaro lasted about a minute longer than Eddington, but did not do much damage to Jean.

A similar pattern followed in the ensuing battle with David Macchi. He had a rib in exchange for fighting a little more tenaciously than Sierra.

The degree of fracture is not a difficult problem for Looncandel's medical staff to solve. Unless it was a fatal injury such as serious organ damage or amputation, it could be completely cured in an instant.

"Laughing, I've learned a trick, Master. Thank you! Wow!

Jean was shocked to see David smiling and raising his thumb.

Great Emperor... this Looncandelen.

How many madmen are there? No matter how superior I am, I can't believe you smiled and thanked the man who just for breaking my rib.

It's not even a forced decoration, it's a deep-seated gratitude. Jean nodded lightly, suppressing the steamy feeling.

Well, I saw that a lot when I learned magic under my teacher before I went back. I'm not in a position to wonder about David.’

A teacher who was two years younger than himself was not usually a cruel man.

There were times when he struck the camp with lightning for hours in response to the surprise magic trick, and there were times when he blew him up all day, saying it taught him windmills. With a smile.

And every time, Jin.

He smiled and expressed gratitude and respect like David now. The desire to be 'strong' sometimes makes humans that way.

'Looking back, I'm out of my mind.’

Swing, swing. Jean turned the wooden sword lightly to greet her next opponent.

"This is Mesa Milcano, Master."

"I know your name. That you're the second daughter of the Milcano family."

"Thank you for remembering. I won't be as easy as the cadets you faced earlier. I really want to defeat you today.”

"I'm looking forward to it."

Mesa slowly began to hover near the camp with an offensive posture. It was a calm and shrewd move, as Garon's training team was at the top.

She's a beast when dealing with Bellop.

That's because she underestimated Bellop. Dealing with Jean, she had a completely different feeling than when she was Belop.

'Mesa Milcano. In his previous life, he passed all the cadets' courses and was assigned to his family as a guardian. He didn't have many contacts, so I don't know the details, but that's for sure.’

a thoroughly elitist figure

Mesa was also a man of great talent, although she had not yet figured out the true face of Bellop.

Mesawa has had a total of seven matches so far. The first two were exhausted, and then all five were won. And each time the gap was widening.

And through a Mesa-like figure, Jean was feeling how great her talent was, trapped in the "flying's widow.

"Even after defeating Mesa, I have to deal with six more. However, it is not easy to deal with Mesa while considering physical strength. You have to push Mesa away in a head-to-head match, and the ones who will challenge later are playing tricks.’

The battle with Eddington, Sierra and David is a preview.

Mesa is a real beginner predator. And pushing all of them to "face-to-face matches" was too much for Jin, who is now only 14.

So Jin Eun.

He intended to make Mesa an example and instill "misunderstanding" in his opponents afterwards. The illusion that when confronting oneself, you can never win if you seek a head-to-head match.

'The front game, and the relaxed-looking production. These two are the core of this battle.’

This time, Jin started the attack first.

Honest stabbing and cutting, without any anomalies. Mesa took the attack without difficulty, but as the battle continued, her mind was getting more complicated.

'Why is the master only doing these basic attacks?’

Of course, even the stereotyped attacks are harsh and heavy. The hand holding the wooden sword has a tingling grip.

But it's not because of this power that makes Mesa's head dizzy.

When does the anomaly begin?’

'I just had a chance to break the track, but I didn't.’

'I'm sure you're doing this for a reason. What is the intent...….’

While Mesa's heart was burning in that way, Qin swung the wooden sword with a calm face. Even though Mesa deliberately twisted the attack, Jean continued to stick to the basics.

'By any chance, are you ignoring me?’

Eunkwang!

Mesa clenched her teeth and firmly stepped on the ground.

"Okay, I'll try. Master!"

Mesa, who had her sword repaired, was no longer troubled. She also began to fight back, using orthodox swordsmanship like Jean.

Flamboyant skills and complex bodywork.

It was not long before those things disappeared from the battle between the two. It has become a simple battle, alternating attacks and defense.

A rather primitive confrontation of force and power.

Mesa was a man of great confidence in strength. It is only natural, as we learned the basic oracle operation in Milcano's castle before coming to Luncandel.

Two kooks, kooks, kooks!

The heavy sound of rupture caused by the collision of the two men's wooden swords filled the training ground. The cadets watched the tough fight that lasted more than five minutes.

Oh, my God.

A wild breathing sound that pops out unconsciously. It belongs to Mesa.

'I'm... losing my stamina?

She knew she couldn't beat Jean.

Still, I thought the physical abilities were equal, or maybe superior. It is hard to understand why Jin, younger than him, is behind him.

Mesa did not yet know what a blessed body of Looncandel was.

"Ahhhh!"

Suddenly, Mesa screamed and swung a wooden sword. It was an attempt to settle down for itself, but it ended up being a decisive defeat.

Jin did not avoid the blow that he wielded with all his might.

Mesa naturally thought Jean would retreat back, and she was going to blow herself in a surprise blow and knock him over.

Even if they were attacked as they are now. There were also plans to throw a wooden sword naturally and push his shoulders between his legs to strangle him.

In other words, it was the last game for Mesa. Garon, watching the Daeryeon, was also a good move to think it was not a bad choice.

But the situation flowed in a direction that Mesa had never imagined.

Throw!

"Uh......."

Mesa's wooden sword, which hit hard, was neatly broken when it was hit by Jin's hammer.

'Why? It's not like Master Jean used an auror...….’

Unconsciously, while such questions were passing by, the tip of Qin's wooden sword touched Mesa's neck. Huhuhu, once long breath gin.

"......it's done, sir."

"It was a good match, Mesa Milcano.

He spoke peacefully, but Jean's hair was also drenched with sweat.

Mesa turned to her broken throat. There wasn't a trick, there wasn't an auror. It was to determine why only his own was broken.

'Damnever mind!

And Mesa could soon realize the reason. He saw Jin steal his forehead and pack a new wooden sword on one side of the training ground.

"That's no use.”

The battle between the two, which has been going on so far, was thought to be simple, primitive and tough for both of the training teams.

One fact hidden in it is this.

While exchanging honest bickering, Qin continued to strike only the center of Mesa's wooden sword.

Mesa's attack, on the other hand, hit all parts of Qin's wooden sword evenly.

Jin, whose purpose was to destroy the sword, and Mesa, who was determined not to back down from the head-to-head match. It was never a coincidence that Mesa's sword broke first.

Mesa thought she had been in a "power-force confrontation," but their battle was more like a "fight of accuracy and accuracy."

There was no overwhelming difference in strength and stamina. However, the precision and persistence of not missing the hitting point were different.

You're saying it's possible?’

Mesa bit her lower lip and thought.

A few seconds later, she concluded that it was possible. It would have been possible if he had a few more moves ahead of his opponent and had more skills.

Only, no matter how much Looncandel's training team. I've never imagined this level.

'The youngest of Looncandel. Is this it? Go straight again. Next time, make sure.…!’

Mesa returned to her seat.

Even if one expected defeat, it would be painful to face it. In Mesa's mind, the pain of defeat, as well as the feeling of receiving a precious gift from Jean.

Jin was able to win an easier-than-expected victory in six subsequent matches. There was no cadet as hot as Mesa, and they were all pushed out of the fight.

The moment when the last opponent fell down. The cadets watching swallowed a thick saliva.

It was because in their eyes, Jin seemed to have easily defeated all his opponents after Mesa.

However, the victory is easier than expected.

As he faced ten outstanding cadets in a row, Jin's breathing after the battle was quite rough.

'Fortunately, we still have a little bit of stamina left.’

It is not just because 10 cadets are burdened that Jin planned to take Mesa as an example.

If I hadn't broken Mesa's sword and planted an illusion on the cadets, I could have broken it all.

"Good work, young master. So early next year, you'll be guided by the real Looncandel in the intermediate class. Congratulations in advance."

"Hoo, hoo... Yeah, Garon. I'll take good care of you until then."

"Then may I end my training this morning? It's almost time for dinner."

"You got a whole day to eat, right?"

"We have about ten minutes, but why?"

"There's one more guy I'd like to face."

Garon hesitated and made eye contact with Jean.

"Who do you want?"

Jean slowly turned her head and looked at the cadets.

A circle of cadets, a boy scratching his head with a blank look.

"Belop. Belop Schmidt."

All the cadets looked at the bellop in an instant.

And as soon as Garon heard the name, he opened his eyes wide and thought:

'......you recognized Belov's skill?’

Belop, who is actually the person involved, has a face that is helpless. The cadets also seemed to have no idea why Jean chose Bellop.

"Come out, let's have a fight."

Jean threw a wooden sword lightly toward Belop.

"Do, Master? I... uh, me, uh."

"Belop Schmidt!"

When Jean screamed, Bellop jumped up.

"In this Looncandel."

"You can't survive that way. Come out, I'll break you cool."