Called Hero School - Thief Exp

16.Hormones

"Listen here, Ethan," Lyla said in a serious tone. “The sword dance is a technique developed by those who want to fight but do not have a strong body. I don't know about the sword dance that you know, but in the world where I learned it, it has a history of thousands of years. "

“Stay only...it is a technique used to surprise your opponent, right?” Ethan asked.

"Yes, but .." said Lyla.

"Even if they were born in a different world, the technique with such a name would have some similarities," Ethan said. “Originally from the sword dance that I know is very similar. That's why I call him stupid. When one person fought against many people, true might destroy even the most luxurious techniques in real combat. Those who move too much are just wasting their energy. Therefore, I know a fighting style that works better in the hands of people who do not have much physical strength, but sword dancing is not one of them. "

"... I can't let you make fun of such a beautiful and elegant technique" Lyla said, determined. “I will show you how my sword dance is also strong. After one demonstration, you will apply to enroll in my course. "

Somehow, it seems like Ethan's words just end up with more trouble for him. Ethan can also imagine why Lyla can show that: it will be a match. He might not be going against an F rank student, but he would choose his best student to show that he was right. If Ethan loses, then Lyla will look arrogant, but if she wins, then she will find a way to forcefully register it. He looks exactly like that type of woman.

Ethan is not the type to make excuses. Even if his strength had disappeared and still had a long way to go before he could recover his true strength, he would not have used it as a bargain. Instead, he decided to settle the situation once and for all.

"I don't mind" said Ethan. “However, if you don't manage to convince me today, you won't bother me anymore. Accept that requirement, and I will participate today only in your lessons. ”

"Agree," Lyla smiled in satisfaction. "Usually, I often exclude boys from the class, but I'm sure you'll show real passion after today."

“... Why do you exclude men?” Ethan frowned.

“Because most of them are only interested in watching the girls and are not interested in silat,” explains Lyla. “Although so, I can say that you are different from most boys your age.”

Ethan doesn't know if it's a compliment or an insult. After all, as expected, the sword dance was something that only female students would take seriously. Although some men in other worlds use this technique, most are women. Women look quite sexy when performing such moves; men just look weird. It was probably another resemblance to the same technique in many worlds.

Strange for such martial arts to have a theory lesson, but soon Ethan will not understand that things work differently there. When Lyla opened the room where she would regroup with her students, Ethan could not help but frown. Although the tower and floor were quite large, there was a limit to how many rooms he could find. However, the space inside the room was much larger than it should be.

“Space magic, yes.”

Ethan doesn't know how many students he can complete at F rank, but apparently, Lyla is quite popular. All the rooms looked like the rooms of a college, and the room was almost full. The school had approximately forty students, and most of them were women. They all clearly showed their displeasure at seeing Lyla enter with a boy. However, the men looked even more angry than them.

At the very least, Lyla did not tell them about the conversation they had earlier, and she appropriately hid the anger she might still feel. That is one of the adults responsible for you. Because he wants to get Ethan to take the course, he doesn't want to make it awkward.

“Going to one of the training rooms will take a lot of time, and since this is only a short demonstration, I am sure we can do this here,” Lyla said. “Ian, can you help me here?”

"Yes Mom!" Ian said enthusiastically and immediately approached them.

Ian was a little too enthusiastic about that. Meanwhile, the other male students groaned in annoyance at not being chosen by Lyla. Regardless, Ian seems to be about the same age as Ethan. He has black hair and blue eyes. Despite showing a foolish happy expression, he was quite tall and had a good physique. I see, it looks like a sword dance, at least it's a good practice.

"It should be this way," Lyla said as she fiddled with her watch and then brought out two wooden swords. “Ian, show me what you're made of. Ethan, try blocking the attack. "

It was too fun for a good adult. After all, blocking the attack was impossible because Ian was taller, physically stronger, and had more mana in his body. So, Ethan decided to improvise. After taking their positions, Ian and Ethan take over their positions. A few seconds after that, Lyla gave them a sign.

"Start!" Lyla yelling.

Ian charged towards Ethan while moving his sword down diagonally. The target is Ethan's left foot. His moment was so flowing that it made him look as if he was actually dancing. However, Ian did not look at Ethan's feet, it looked into his eyes, trying to imagine what he would do to block the attack.

“So, it is like that, yes.”

The first attack is a trick to learn the opponent and then prepare for the actual second attack. Normally, Ethan would only defeat his opponent when they used such a strategy. However, he was not strong enough for that anymore. So, he jumped back to escape Ian's reach and then threw his sword.

Ian knew that he was stronger than Ethan, but despite that, he did not react in time to block the projectile. For some reason, the wooden sword moved much faster than it should. In the end, the sword hilt hit its forehead. It's all thanks to Bash.

"Ouch!" Ian said and then dropped his sword to caress his throbbing forehead.

Ethan could not help but frown at it. For the summoned hero, he dropped his weapon very quickly. Regardless, the atmosphere inside the room changed, and Ethan could feel shock in Lyla's eyes, the sharp gazes of all her students. The male students looked even more furious than before.

“Can I go now?” Ethan asked before the atmosphere became more ominous.