I Became An Academy Spearman

Chapter 40. The King of Weapons (12)

Translator: Atlas / Editor: Swords4Fun

If anyone else had been standing in front of Leonhard, they would have crumbled.

The Academy was a place where only those who possessed a good combination of attribute and talent could enter. For many people, as soon as they entered, they encountered a huge wall that they would never be able to overcome.

And Han Seong, who had a common grade attribute, must have felt even more affected by that fact.

But this…

She felt her heart freeze as Han Seong was propelled backwards by Leonhard’s sudden counteroffensive. She tilted her head down, gaze hitting the floor.

“……” It seemed that even her thoughts had stopped. Forcing herself to watch, she brought her head up again, focusing on the scene before her.

She didn’t have the slightest idea how she should think or act being faced with this inevitability. She stood there watching the fight like an idiot.

She couldn’t imagine for a moment what Han Seong must be feeling right now. She could tell with a glance that Han Seong might collapse soon.

Countless negative thoughts flooded her mind. Chief in mind was that perhaps this moment would scar Han Seong for the rest of his life, which would block all his chances of moving forward.

Then suddenly, Han Seong looked up.

She felt an indescribable relief. She was grateful, for a reason she could not describe, that Han Seong’s expression was not tinged with despair. She had fretted that her suggestion could have proved catastrophic, but this entire ordeal was proof that nothing could dominate or break Han’s spirit.

At the same time, she thought about apologizing to Han Seong. She blamed herself for just looking at him like any of these idiots in the room had without doing or saying anything. To make things right, she would immediately approach Han Seong when the fight was over. Posted only on NovelUtopia

“Leonhard.” But then she heard his firm voice. She froze.

“Raise your sword.” He said words that she – that no one expected.

She couldn’t understand it, and she thought the fight should end immediately.

To continue the fight would only be reckless.

Glesia turned her head. She thought Instructor Avalanche might be able to stop this.

But that was when she found out…

“……!”

There was a different, but still intense blue fire in the instructor’s left hand. It meant that the instructor had been prepared for any eventuality – including ending a fight like this.

So why…? She wondered why the instructor had not yet intervened. He should have ended the fight long ago, but it didn’t look like he was about to – or that he intended to.

“Han Seong. You know. The fight is over.” She heard Leonhard’s calm voice. It reassured her that Leonhard wasn’t getting carried away by emotions, although it was a little strange that he didn’t seem out of breath.

If he swung his sword with that huge blue light, right at this moment, it would be the end of Han Seong.

And if he was seriously injured, she didn’t know how to look at him afterwards – or if she could. Again, Glesia felt she had made a big mistake.

“I told you to raise your sword. I haven’t given up yet.” Han Seong continued to speak with determination, having regained his breath.

Now, everyone in the room knew the outcome of this fight, but Han talked as if he didn’t know.

How…? Despite everything that had happened, he was not discouraged.

The blue light of Leonhard’s sword was so clear that she could not even guess at its destructive power. Han Seong did not hesitate even though he could also see it.

At that moment she could tell from his gaze.

Han Seong knew the end of this fight. He had not spoken without knowing it. He spoke knowing he had lost this fight.

But he decided that it was better to face reality and to take it to the bitter end, rather than run away from it or take a lighter fate. Even after experiencing firsthand the difference between their attributes, he still had this choice.

“I told you to raise your sword. I won’t tell you again.” Han’s voice echoed even stronger now. As he said those words, a huge blue light enveloped him.

She could not believe that the Blessed Light, which she thought had disappeared completely, enveloped him in such a way.

Miracle…? She shook her head hard at the thought. This could not be called a mere miracle.

It was completely the result of Han Seong’s efforts. He materialized a reality that no other person would have ever achieved.

Therefore, it should not be reduced to a miracle.

“Han Seong…” She mumbled his name dumbly.

His exhausted body regained vitality. And his tired eyes returned to normal.

She smiled because he -along with everyone else- seemed surprised at his own feat.

Suddenly a thought came to her mind. Will I ever be able to understand this man? Han had said she could understand him if they spent time together. But how much time would she have to spend with him?

She wondered if it was possible to ever really understand this man.