
“Oh yes, I cannot be your teacher”
Leinn said that abruptly without lifting his face from the row of wooden weapons in front of him, surprising the two young men who were choosing wooden weapons beside him.
“A-what..”.
“Why...?”
Leinn then raised his face and turned to his left and right.
“I just remembered that I can't take disciples carelessly, but I don't see any problem giving you guys some fighting tricks. So stop calling me teacher, because I won't raise you as students now”
Leinn grabbed one of the wooden swords and checked its quality, paying no heed to the two youths who lost their overflowing spirit from a few seconds ago.
Then the flames re-appeared in the eyes of the two of them, and they grabbed their respective wooden weapons.
“Alright, first let me see your abilities now compared to the last time we fought”
Leinn kicked the floor lightly and floated backwards ten meters and this repeated several times until he landed in the middle of the field, to the attention of everyone there.
Uther and Setanta exchanged glances for a moment and then instantly came to a realization, Leinn in front of them was planning to fight the two of them at once.
“”Please guidance..!””
Uther clasped tightly onto the long sword in his right hand while extending his left hand completely, like trying to grab something.
Setanta clasped the wooden spear in his hand with both hands and pointed the tip of his spear at the black-haired young man in the distance.
Whereas Leinn who received the two excited gazes of the fight was just a small smile, then placed his sword in his mouth.
“Huh..?”
“Ah..?”
Confused expressions could be seen on the faces of the two young men, but they did not dare to lower their vigilance. Then they saw Leinn pull a black cloth from his clothing pocket, which turned out to be a familiar glove.
It was a glove identical to what he wore while fighting Roland and currently, he only wore one on his left hand alone.
“Fhaiklah... Come”
Leinn took back the sword from his mouth and directly grasped it upside down, making the tip of his sword point behind him.
His left hand, which was covered in a deep black glove with a gold-colored back protector, was fully stretched out and pointed towards the two young men in front of him.
“Majulah”
Thinking of it as a trigger, the two young men kicked the floor of the field hard and started galloping towards Leinn simultaneously.
Leinn could see the two of them mastering Body Strengthening Magic quite well, looking capable of using Mana to accelerate their running speed.
The speed of the two of them seemed almost the same seeing the two of them still side by side while approaching their opponents, until when Setanta suddenly took two short steps and let Uther enter Leinn's attack range alone.
Uther did not react and simply looked at the young man in front of him who was still standing relaxed and looking at him with a small smile, then gave one stab with all his strength towards his opponent's chest.
Tubs!
That was firmly pushed aside by Leinn's left-handed back slap, which left Uther almost out of balance.
At that open point Leinn intended to launch a light attack with his sword, until when he saw a quick movement at the edge of his sight.
Leinn immediately raised his right hand quickly.
Tang!
The wooden sword hit the tip of the wooden spear and caused a great tremor that forced Setanta to leap back due to his almost loose grasp, followed by a feeling of unease spreading rapidly from both of his arms.
“A-what...?”
Setanta became unable to continue his attack because he knew if he did, his weapon would be detached from his hand.
Tubs!
“I just hit your spear tip hard enough, letting all the waves of my attacks flow into the hand that grasps your weapon, it's not that hard. And you..”.
Leinn turned his attention from Setanta who was still showing an uncomfortable expression, to Uther who was showing a shocked expression.
“If your weapon is caught by your enemy and you cannot take it back in less than half a second, you have already lost”
Leinn shook his head at the young man who was trying to pull out his powerful sword that was stuck between his two fingers.
“Whoah..!”
Setanta could also feel the guts on his arms start to disappear and looked at the black-haired young man in front of him vigorously fighting again.
“First, Zero. Lagi”
Leinn turned his grip on his sword and began to thrust the sword into the left grip on his waist, like she was sheathing a sword.
Uther and Setanta immediately took one sharp breath, as they recognized the way it stood.
It was the standing position when fighting with them in the previous tournament.
“Wait for what else?”
“...Aaah!”
“Ha..!”
The two of them leaped as they could, attacking Leinn from two different directions simultaneously.
And with that, the training of Leinn began.
...
The afternoon class had just finished and a blonde-haired young man could be seen walking alone with a flat expression on his face.
The young man was none other than Roland Azure, who had some time of his own since Adeline who was with him earlier had suddenly left her to meet Aura in the Library.
Not having any plans that afternoon made Roland walk aimlessly around the academy for a few minutes, then he seemed to wake up in the middle of the main park.
Roland pulled out his Linker from his shirt pocket, planning to look for interesting things
“Hm?”
It turned out that there was one incoming message, which he received an hour ago. Why doesn't he get a noti-, oh.
It's from Leinn.
“...aha”
A small laugh came out of his mouth after reading the contents of the message, followed by his steps changing direction.
After walking for a few minutes, he could see his destination.
The bham!
“One hundred eighty one, five. Lagi”
And in the middle of that destination, in the middle of the Open Training Field was the black-haired youth who had just kicked the sword-clad youth and made him crash into the spear-headed youth behind him.
“Hm?”
Then the young man, Leinn turned his head towards Roland who had just stepped foot onto the field.
Uther and Setanta also noticed Leinn's change in mood and turned to look at him, then found the blond young man walking towards them.
““T-young master Roland?!””
A shocked scream came out from the mouths of the two youths who instantly stood firm, showing the enormous fame Roland possessed.
Another reason for that respect was the great strength Roland had displayed in the previous tournament as well, which was comparable to the person they both tried to make the teacher of.
Leinn looked at that while raising one eyebrow, then turned his head towards Roland who had already stopped in front of him.
“Why are you here?”
“Why am I not here?”
Roland then turned his attention away from Leinn who looked annoyed after receiving a question back from him to the two young men who stood firm while looking at him.
The entire outfit and face were dirty, proving they had fallen down repeatedly while fighting Leinn before he came.
He could also see that the two hands of the spearheaded young man were already shaking violently like they were already extremely exhausted, but refusing to let go of his weapon.
Then the young man with the sword next to him who was holding his sword in his left hand that was already shaking strongly as well, with the right hand that was seen already unable to clench his fists anymore.
“You want to teach someone my spearmanship, then don't want me here?”