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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Vine
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Prove my skills?
Alright.
“Such vulgar language.”
He had dropped the act, changing even his speech pattern.
“The weaker they are, the more they talk. Like you.”
“You… you lowly commoner…!”
“Thanks for the compliment.”
Taunting was the ultimate psychological attack. It clouded judgment and hindered rational thinking.
The professor was clearly agitated.
Those types were quick to anger and made mistakes.
“I’ll show you a new meme as a thank you~”
He took out cat ears made of Sea Serpent scales and a choker with bells.
I never thought I’d wear these.
He had made them for Luna and Yui. The blacksmith had looked at him strangely, and Luna had given him a disgusted look, which fueled his hidden masochism.
A sad cat dance.
No.
A provocative cat dance.
There were murmurs from the audience outside.
-Ugh… what’s that?
-Get lost!
The professor’s face was red.
“How dare you mock me!”
It wasn’t mockery. It was a popular meme.
And he was being too loud. The students outside could hear him.
“Die!”
The professor slammed his hands onto the ground.
A wave of ice, formed into sharp spikes, surged forward. It was strong enough to kill.
The training area, except for the professor’s immediate vicinity, was frozen.
It was an unavoidable attack unless you could fly or burrow underground.
“Tet-kai.”
Clang! Clang! Clang!
It was strong. It made him shiver, and the spikes stung a little. But it wasn’t enough.
“How?!”
“You’re just weak.”
“Don’t make me laugh!”
Someone actually said that?
“My turn.”
He drew his greatsword.
It felt lighter now.
The professor seemed intimidated by the sheer size of the sword.
It was possible to wield heavy weapons with magic, but the professor knew he didn’t have any.
He charged at the professor and stopped just as he came within range. He twisted his body and assumed his stance. One leg forward, the other back, sword arm extended.
“You underestimate mages! Close combat is a basic skill!”
The professor charged at him.
Mages did need some close combat skills.
And he had left himself wide open.
But you don’t have a sword.
The professor swung an ice sword, made of magic.
Magic didn’t work on him.
“How?!”
He was ready.
What was the best way to use a greatsword?
Spin Slash. Using centrifugal force to add speed and weight.
But there was a better one.
Downward Slash.
Weight, gravity, strength.
He swung his sword upward, then brought it down.
The professor tried to defend with magic, but switched to dodging at the last second.
*Boom!!*
The sword struck the marble floor, creating a crater.
“Good decision. I was going to cut you in half.”
“Damn you…!”
The professor threw ice spears.
They pierced his body and vanished.
“Is that all…?”
He was too weak. This wasn’t fun.
He activated Manly Man.
“Guh! What?!”
The professor fell to his knees.
He approached him and grinned.
“Let’s Show Time!”
***
Luke summoned a wooden box.
It was rectangular and had a thin line in the middle.
“W-what are you going to do?!”
“I might not be able to use magic, but I can do magic tricks. Since you’re here, be my assistant. We even have an audience.”
He opened the box and put Dmitri in. Dmitri couldn’t move. He felt a pressure on his body.
“Let me go!”
“Don’t worry. If you die, I’ll revive you.”
He closed the box.
Dmitri was trapped in darkness.
He could hear voices outside.
“Everyone! The professor is going to show us a magic trick! The Body Severing Magic! He might die, but he should be able to escape, right?”
Body Severing Magic…?
Escape…?
The pressure was gone. He struggled, but the box wouldn’t open.
He knew the academy’s training ground magic. Any injuries sustained inside would disappear when he left.
But the pain was real.
He didn’t want to be cut in half.
Could he use magic? No, the sword would cut through it.
He curled into a ball.
*Slash!*
“Huk?!”
A blade grazed his leg.
He was trying to kill him!
Luke couldn’t have known about the magic.
The box split open. He was free.
“The magic trick is a success!”
Luke grinned. Dmitri was speechless.
“Next trick~”
It was a glass tank, large enough to fit him. It was square, not rectangular.
He was put inside.
He couldn’t move.
“It’s an escape trick! Escape from a water-filled tank!”
Water torture?!
He knew what was coming.
“Ah, there’s no water.”
Phew…
Dmitri felt relieved.
“But I have leftover alcohol.”
What…?
Alcohol poured into the tank.
It kept pouring.
The tank filled up.
“The time limit is until you die! Ready, go!”
He could move again.
He couldn’t open his mouth or his eyes, but he could move.
He froze the alcohol.
*Crack!*
The tank shattered.
He was free.
“Huff… cough! Cough!”
“Using magic is cheating. But whatever. I have more.”
He took out another wooden box, similar in size to the previous one, but it had square holes.
“It’s a knife-throwing trick! You have a talent for this!”
He held a longsword.
I should have just been cut in half…
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