Volume 6
Chapter 2
Two girls walked down the main street of Arcazam, where people bustled on their way to work. One was a red-haired girl with a saber and dagger at her hip, and the other, perhaps a Mage, held a staff in her hand. Clad in distinctive white uniforms, they were headed to Solminati Academy, located in the heart of the city. The red-haired girl's name was Lisa Hounds. The other Mage-like girl was Lisa's best friend, Camila. Lisa was usually known for being spirited, cheerful, and amiable. Her confident expression and vibrant red hair gave people around her a bold impression, but now, she seemed somewhat dazed and preoccupied.
"Haa..."
A sigh escaped her
lustrous lips. A strange sensation weighed on Lisa's chest. It had been
unsettling her heart continuously lately.
"Lisa, are you okay?
You seem a bit unwell..."
Camila spoke to Lisa
with a worried voice. She too had been concerned about Lisa's recent odd
behavior. And what came to Camila's mind was the special comprehensive exercise
a few weeks ago, when they confronted someone they called a traitor, Nozomu Bountis.
Camila pressed Lisa in a slightly strong tone, wondering if that traitor had
done something again.
"Hey, did that
guy do something again?"
"Eh?"
It's about him. The scumbag who betrayed you, Lisa.
You've been acting strange since meeting him in the special comprehensive
exercise, and your demeanor changed... Could it be, him again!"
"U-um, no. That's
not it. I just couldn't sleep last night. I'm sorry for making you
worry..."
Lisa and Camila. Their
encounter was shortly after they arrived at Solminati. Most of Solminati
Academy's students came from outside the city. Boys and girls in their
impressionable teenage years, whose living environment had drastically changed.
While harboring hope, they also carried an equal amount of anxiety. Those who
made friends after starting academy life were able to alleviate some of that
anxiety, as peers facing similar problems were nearby. But Camila found it
difficult to make friends. She was somewhat prone to strong preconceived
notions, and coupled with her nervousness from the change in environment, she
struggled to communicate effectively. The person Camila could talk to without
any tension was Lisa. Lisa and Camila. Both strong-willed, they seemed destined
to clash and become adversaries, but strangely, they got along well. The two
hit it off and began acting together. In the process, they met Nozomu, who was
Lisa's boyfriend at the time, and Ken, his childhood friend. For Camila, Lisa
was her first friend at the academy, and a precious best friend. That's why she
couldn't forgive Nozomu's betrayal.
What kind of
nerve does that guy have, abandoning her and then suddenly trying to get close
again? She hasn't fully recovered from the wounds you inflicted yet...
"It's fine.
Anyway, don't worry about such small things. Besides, I caused Lisa trouble
during our first year, you know? So, Lisa, you don't need to worry about things
like this."
"...Thanks,
Camila."
Lisa breathed a sigh
of relief and smiled at Camila, who waved her hand as if to tell her not to
worry.
"Oh, but don't
fall asleep during Inda-sensei's class, okay? If you do, I'll pretend I didn't
see you."
"H-hey! Aren't
you supposed to protect me!?"
Lisa thought Camila
should at least offer some support, like "She's a little unwell right
now," but the girl before her seemed mercilessly intent on cutting her
off.
"But that
teacher, she seems to have a lot bottled up, doesn't she? Doesn't she realize
that being so rigid makes men avoid her?"
She recalled the
academy teacher who always kept her guard up, creating a wall around herself
with a sharp gaze. That serious and stubborn Teacher Inda would probably just
say, "What good are you if you can't even perfectly manage your
health?!"
Well, her appearance
was certainly beautiful, and judging from her being a homeroom teacher for a
high-ranking class (2nd Class) and assisting Jihad Raundel, she was undoubtedly
excellent in various aspects. However, due to her complete lack of openings, no
men dared approach her.
"Well, I don't
know if Inda-sensei wants a boyfriend or not~. Knowing her, she'd probably make
excuses like, 'I can live alone!'..."
"Oh, come
on..."
Lisa let out a wry
smile at her best friend's overly frank remarks. Snickering and stifling their
laughter, the two continued walking towards the academy. She tried her best not
to think about his back that kept crossing her mind.
***
After Somia headed to
Ecros at Central Park, and Nozomu and Mars parted ways with Irisdina and Shina
at the main gate, they walked towards the 10th Class classroom. But after
entering the academy, they sensed a strange atmosphere.
"...Hey, Nozomu.
Doesn't the academy feel strange?"
"Yeah, more than
the entire academy, the whole area where the 3rd-year classrooms are located
feels odd. What in the world is going on?"
Were they restless,
perhaps? The students passing by all uniformly glanced at Nozomu and Mars.
Until now, at least clear hostility and malice had been openly directed at
them, but even with Mars beside him, he couldn't feel such emotions in the
gazes directed at them now. Tilting their heads at the inexplicable attitude of
those around them, Nozomu and Mars arrived at the 10th Class classroom and
opened the door. Inside the classroom, their classmates were studying
independently or chatting with friends, each doing as they pleased. However,
the moment Nozomu entered the classroom, the gazes of the students in the class
suddenly focused on him all at once. Doubt, bewilderment, distrust, curiosity.
Various emotions were hidden in the glances directed at Nozomu.
"Eh?"
Nozomu flinched
slightly at the gazes directed at him. For now, Nozomu walked to his desk, put
down his bag, and looked around him. When their eyes met Nozomu's, the
classmates who had been watching him somehow hastily averted their gazes,
resumed studying, or started talking with their friends again. But perhaps
there was still something bothering them? Even while talking, the classmates
kept glancing at Nozomu out of the corner of their eyes.
"Wh-what in the
world is going on..."
"Beats me. I
don't know either..."
Nozomu and Mars tilted
their heads at their oddly behaving classmates. Until now, the gazes directed
at Nozomu had only carried negative emotions like contempt and scorn, but
today, he didn't feel much of those emotions in their gazes.
"Did I... do
something?"
"No. It shouldn't
be anything like that..."
Nozomu himself had no
idea if the gazes directed at him had changed. Mars, who was beside him, also
had no idea of the cause. Nozomu understood that his classmates didn't think
highly of him, and their gazes should have been the same as always until just
recently. Nozomu and Mars tilted their heads, unable to understand why their
classmates' gazes had suddenly changed. Just then, a figure called out to the
two of them.
"Good morning,
both of you."
"Jin. And Deck
and the others too..."
Nozomu and the others
turned their faces towards the suddenly heard voice, and there stood their
fellow 10th Class classmates: Jin, Hamuria, Deck, and Tommy and Cammy. They
were the ones who had formed a party with Nozomu in the special comprehensive
exercise before. Since that exercise, they had become some of the few
classmates who spoke to Nozomu normally. Jin and the others were also present
when the Corpse Dragon appeared, but they didn't participate in the battle
against the Corpse Dragon because they retreated to help Kevin's injured
comrades. Therefore, they didn't suffer any significant injuries, and unlike
Nozomu and the others, they were able to attend class without problems from the
next day onwards.
"Nozomu-kun, are
your injuries alright now?"
"Ah, yeah. I'm
fine now. Thanks to Norn-sensei, I've completely recovered."
"I see, I heard
you couldn't move for nearly two weeks, so I was worried. I'm glad you're okay."
Hamuria asked about
Nozomu's condition, and Deck breathed a sigh of relief at Nozomu's safety. Jin
and the others also seemed to have been worried about Nozomu.
"By the way, Jin,
the classroom feels strange. Do you know why?"
"Ah, that's
because of the previous special comprehensive exercise."
"Eh? Special
comprehensive exercise? ...What do you mean?"
Jin replied to Mars's
question. Question marks danced in Nozomu's head upon hearing those words. The
exercise itself had been canceled without even finishing the first day due to
the sudden appearance of the Corpse Dragon. The exercise was not completed, and
its results had not been announced until now. Moreover, about three weeks had
already passed since that exercise. From the abruptly ended exercise and the
long passage of time, Nozomu and the others had thought that the results of
that exercise would be nullified.
"Hey, look at
this!"
Jin pointed to a
corner of the classroom. A paper with "Special Comprehensive Exercise
Results" written largely on it was posted there.
"Look, the
results of the special comprehensive exercise have been announced! Our party is
in the top 10!"
Urged by the slightly
excited Jin, Nozomu and Mars looked at the paper with the exercise results.
When they looked through the list of the top 10 teams, Nozomu and his team's
names were indeed written there.
"6th
place..."
"That's right!
6th place! This result is amazing, surpassing other top parties!"
A dazed sound escaped
Nozomu's lips at the unbelievable result. For the lowest-ranked 10th Class to
be in the top 10 was unprecedented at Solminati Academy. And furthermore, in
that party were two notorious underachievers: one, a regular in remedial
classes, called the absolute bottom-feeder; the other, a problem child treated
like a dangerous object that could explode at any moment.
"...I see, so
that's why the academy's atmosphere has been strange since morning."
Mars murmured in a
voice that indicated understanding. Considering Nozomu's reputation until now
and his own actions, it was understandable that other students couldn't believe
this result. The surrounding students still glanced sideways at them, trying to
gauge their reactions, and eavesdropped.
"Haa... So,
Nozomu, what are you going to do?"
"Eh? What to do,
you ask...?"
Nozomu looked around,
but the other classmates who met his gaze still averted their faces, unwilling
to meet his eyes. Being openly bombarded with hostile and disdainful gazes was
painful, but this frustrating, ineffable atmosphere, as if they were being
teased, wasn't good either. He didn't know how to react.
"Honestly,
there's nothing I can do..."
"Well, that's how
it is."
Indeed, there was
nothing he could do. Nozomu himself hadn't expected such a result. During the
special comprehensive exercise, it was one trouble after another, both during
and after the exercise. They fought well in the morning of the first day, but
then there was a continuous chaotic battle with a top-class party in the
afternoon, and they were attacked by the Corpse Dragon, so they weren't in a
situation to care about the exercise results at all. Moreover, even after the
exercise, they were continuously hit by various problems, and he was seriously
injured and bedridden for about two weeks. Because of all this, he himself
hadn't expected the results of the special comprehensive exercise to create
such a strange atmosphere in his classroom.
"It seems some
don't believe it, though..."
When someone inferior
to them achieved an incredible result, some people in the same position would
envy that achievement. Of course, some genuinely celebrated the achievement,
but because Nozomu's evaluation until now had been so low, they couldn't
tolerate someone they thought was inferior achieving results better than their
own. In fact, over half of the classmates were looking at Nozomu with strong
suspicion. Some even continued to direct hostility at Nozomu.
"...It can't be
helped."
Nozomu muttered, as if
squeezing out the words, feeling a little sad about the gazes directed at him.
People don't change easily. When a certain fact continues to be present before
their eyes for a long time, people eventually stop caring about that fact. It
somehow becomes common sense, something that is naturally present before them.
And when that wavers, people are gripped by a feeling as if the ground beneath
their feet is crumbling. The actions of people facing such a situation vary.
Some rant and rave in anxiety, some seek the cause elsewhere, or some close
their eyes and try not to see the changed reality. Like Nozomu himself once
did. That's why Nozomu didn't feel irritated or angry towards those who directed
hostility at him. He himself had, after all, massacred the giants using the
attack as an excuse when he was confronted with the fact that Ken had betrayed
him. However, it was still a little sad not to be accepted. Since he had
avoided interacting with people, there was certainly a self-inflicted aspect to
it, but he just couldn't help but feel that way.
"Nozomu..."
"It's alright. There's
no point worrying too much."
Nozomu nodded
slightly, as if to say he was fine, receiving the worried gazes of Mars and Jin
and the others. It was certainly sad, but there were people like Jin and the
others who believed in him, even if only a little. That sparked another flame
in Nozomu's heart.
"Besides, morning
assembly is about to start."
Nozomu said, looking
at the classroom entrance. As Mars and the others, prompted by Nozomu's gaze,
looked in the direction Nozomu was looking, the classroom door opened
vigorously.
"Everyone~, good
morning~~. Now, let's all do our best today~~!"
Anri-sensei entered
the classroom. Perhaps infected by her usual vigor, the classroom atmosphere
changed to a warm one, like a sunny spot. "See?" Nozomu smiled at
Mars and the others, then returned to his seat. The expression on his face held
no unnecessary force, no emptiness as if he were forcing a false expression.
With Nozomu's very natural demeanor, Mars and the others finally relaxed their
shoulders. Mars shrugged his shoulders, as if saying "it can't be helped,"
at Anri's perpetually strength-draining cry, and Jin and the others returned to
their seats with wry smiles. Watching them, Nozomu also returned to his seat. A
small smile played on his lips.
***
After the morning
assembly, morning classes began. Nozomu's class was a comprehensive combat
class in the training grounds. This type of class usually began with mock
battles in pairs, followed by training designed for various hypothetical
situations. Nozomu, who had few friends, had recently been sparring with Mars,
but today was a little different.
"Teiyaaa!"
Jin stepped forward,
swinging his sword in a diagonal slash at Nozomu.
"Hmph!"
Nozomu twisted his
body, precisely conveying the movement to his katana, and accurately slid his
katana along the flat of Jin's sword, deflecting its trajectory, then escaped
to the opponent's side with a flowing motion.
"Kuh!"
Jin tried to counter
Nozomu, who was escaping into his blind spot, by reversing his sword and
striking Nozomu. However, Nozomu quickly circled to the side before Jin could
reverse his sword and took another step towards Jin. Nozomu's position was one
step inside his opponent's range, and the sword Jin swung down hadn't fully
built up momentum. Nozomu twisted his body using his stepped foot as a pivot
and used the momentum of his rotation to strike Jin's unstable, downward-swung
sword from below. The sword lacked full momentum, and his posture was unstable.
With a high-pitched clang, Jin's sword deflected upward, and Nozomu then swept
his leg.
"Whoa!"
Jin's body fell to the
ground. As he grimaced at the pain assaulting his back, Nozomu pressed the tip
of his katana to Jin's neck.
"... The match is over, I guess."
"...Yeah. I
surrender."
With Jin's declaration
of defeat, Nozomu lowered his katana, and Jin got up, dusting off his clothes.
This time, Nozomu was sparring with Jin instead of Mars, with whom he usually
partnered. Behind him were his comrades, Hamuria and Deck. A little distance
from Nozomu's group, Tommy and Cammy, swords and daggers in hand, were stepping
towards Mars.
"Teiyaaa!"
"Ooooh!"
The two swung their
weapons at Mars with spirited shouts. Mars's reply was a single sweeping slash
with his greatsword.
"Hmph!!"
Mars's single slash
tore through the air, stirring up wind, and the swung strike blew away both
Tommy and Cammy.
"Kya!"
"Blergh!"
The two were blown
away and rolled on the ground. Perhaps it was as expected of Mars; the
difference in their inherent strength was clearly evident from their head-on
clash. Nozomu's group, keeping an eye on them, were discussing Jin's fighting
style from earlier.
"Hmm. It seems if
you don't properly put your body weight into it, it's easily deflected."
"That's part of
it, but I think the real problem was how you dealt with your posture after it
broke."
"Meaning?"
"After your
posture broke, you panicked and forcibly tried to pursue me. That was a
decisively bad move."
According to Nozomu,
he should have used Flash Step to disengage and reset the situation the moment
his posture broke. Given the difference in physical ability, once Nozomu
decided to escape, they wouldn't be able to catch him. Also, given his limited
ki, if the battle turned into an endurance match, Nozomu would immediately be
at a disadvantage.
"Hmm. Nozomu-kun,
I thought your movements weren't that fast, so I thought I could make
it..."
"No matter how
slow it is, if it's a half-hearted, hand-swung sword, you can deflect it by
reinforcing with Ki. Well, with an opponent like Mars, even deflecting it would
be a struggle though..."
"It's surprising
that you can deflect that sword strike..."
Jin spoke with a
slightly strained voice, glancing sideways at Mars and Tommy, who were
sparring. Cold sweat ran down Jin's back, seeing his friends being blown away
by a single strike even with two of them. Jin's face somehow looked pale. This
time, Hamuria, who was behind him, spoke to Nozomu.
"But Nozomu-kun,
if you understand that much, it means you have countermeasures, right?"
"Well, I do,
but..."
Nozomu did have a way
to pursue an opponent trying to disengage. In that case, the opponent's body
would certainly be cut in half, but he certainly couldn't use that ki technique
in a school class.
"Even so, it's
still not settling down..."
Deck looked around with
an exasperated expression, seeing other classmates observing Nozomu just as
they had that morning.
"Well, it'll
probably stay like this for a while. It's pointless to worry about it, but...
More importantly, I think we should focus on ourselves now. Anri-sensei said
this morning that since the special comprehensive exercise is over, joint
classes will start tomorrow."
Joint classes. This
class, as its name suggests, was a class conducted with students from other
classes. Since the academy's class system was determined by individual ability
and overall performance in academy exams, training and mock battles had been
conducted only among those of the same level until now. However, in a real
battlefield, it was rare for opponents of the same ability to fight. In most
cases, the opponent's ability and one's own ability did not match, and all
factors, including numbers and equipment, changed. Therefore, this joint class
was conceived with the idea that mock battles and training should be conducted
among students of different classes, to be as close to real combat as possible.
In the special comprehensive exercise, forming parties with students from other
classes was permitted on the second day, allowing party battles between
individuals of different abilities. This class was also proposed with the same
objective. Of course, it included not only party battles but also individual
mock battles.
"You're right.
For now, we have to start by understanding each other's abilities."
Since the class also
included party battles, it went without saying that mutual cooperation would be
indispensable in such cases. They had indeed teamed up with Jin and the others
in the special comprehensive exercise, but that time was less than a day, and
they had also acted separately. It was clear that neither Nozomu nor Jin's
group had enough time to understand each other. Just then, some of the
classmates around them spoke up.
"Hey."
"Hm? Can I help
you?"
"Not you. I have
business with that bottom-feeder over there."
The classmate spoke in
a slightly strong tone. When Jin asked what was going on, they pushed Jin aside
as if to say he was no concern of theirs and came to Nozomu.
"Hey, you. What
did you do in that special comprehensive exercise?"
"What do you mean
by what...?"
"H-hey, Shimnal.
Calm down."
The classmate pressed
Nozomu in a harsh, accusatory tone. The boy named Shimnal's eyes held strong
suspicion towards Nozomu. Nozomu understood that they thought he had cheated to
get those special comprehensive exercise results. Shimnal was probably the only
one who thought Nozomu had cheated. His friend behind him was trying to calm Shimnal,
who was pressing Nozomu.
"Are you talking
about the results of that special comprehensive exercise?"
"That's right!
There's no way you could have gotten results like that! What kind of dirty
tricks did you use?!"
Shimnal pressed Nozomu
in a tone as if it were a proven fact that Nozomu had cheated. Against them,
Jin and the others, who were partnered with Nozomu, retorted fiercely.
"Wait a minute!
We didn't cheat!"
"That's right!
And thanks to Nozomu-kun, we were able to fight so well. Besides, Nozomu-kun
was with us the whole time, and how could he cheat when he couldn't even move
for over two weeks due to injuries?"
Deck confronted Shimnal
head-on. Hamuria also retorted in a surprisingly strong tone for her.
"Then how did you
win?! Your opponents were not just 8th or 9th Class, but 4th Class and above.
And defeating a special target on top of that isn't normal!"
"I'll say it
again, we didn't cheat. We understood the terrain, planned our strategy
carefully, and then fought."
Who Nozomu defeated in
the special comprehensive exercise also seemed to have intensified his
suspicion. Shimnal, convinced they cheated, and Nozomu and his team, denying
it. Shimnal seemed agitated, showing no sign of believing Nozomu and his team,
no matter how much they denied it. Rather, perhaps thinking they were just
making excuses, his anger steadily rose.
"Are you going to
keep playing dumb...?"
His anger finally
reaching its peak, Shimnal placed his hand on the hilt of the sword at his hip.
"H-hey, Shimnal!"
Shimnal's action
caused his friends, who were watching from behind, to change their expressions.
No matter how strong the suspicion, resorting to violence was clearly a bad
idea. But Shimnal, lost in rage, didn't hear his friend's words. He gave in to
his unreasonable anger and tried to draw his sword.
"!"
When Shimnal's anger
was directed at him, Nozomu moved as if triggered by the killing intent. In an
instant, he refined his ki, slamming it into his feet. He performed a smooth,
natural step and a lightning-fast drawing technique in one motion, then thrust
his katana forward to cut into Shimnal's movement as he tried to draw his
sword.
"Ugh!"
"............"
Shimnal groaned at the
ki emanating from Nozomu in an instant. His sword, its blade half-exposed from
the sheath, was not drawn, and Shimnal was completely frozen by the ki directed
at him by Nozomu.
"...Ah!
S-sorry."
For some reason, Nozomu
hastily retracted his katana. It seemed he had instinctively reacted to the
directed killing intent. However, Shimnal was the first to try to draw his
sword, so Nozomu didn't need to apologize. Nozomu's apology, which wasn't
necessary, caused the atmosphere, which had been tense enough to explode
moments ago, to strangely relax. Shimnal, who had tried to draw his sword, was
no exception either; his surging anger lost its target and dispersed.
"Nozomu, sorry.
This guy, his results from the previous exercise weren't good, and he was a bit
impatient."
His friend, who was
behind Shimnal, nudged his head and stepped forward. According to him, their
party was caught in the chaotic battle at the start of the exercise and was
defeated without being able to do anything. It was unavoidable due to the
academy's system, but Shimnal himself was somewhat lacking in grades to
continue attending this academy, and he seemed quite anxious about this result
even before the special comprehensive exercise results were announced. The
exercise results announced today probably further fueled his impatience. When
Nozomu looked at Shimnal, he awkwardly averted his gaze. He seemed to have
cooled down quickly, thanks to being overwhelmed by Nozomu and shielded by his
friend.
"Nozomu, why
don't you tell them how you defeated them? I think they'd be convinced
then..."
"You're right. If
you don't mind, will you tell us? We're also curious about how you defeated the
higher-ranking classes."
"That’s true. Alright."
Mars, who had been
watching the situation unfold behind Nozomu, suggested that Nozomu tell them
how he had defeated the higher-ranking students. Indeed, it wasn't anything to
hide, and Nozomu decided to talk about what they had done that day. First, they
set up alarm threads and split the party into two to earn points. Furthermore,
they set up traps around them, scattering opponents and robbing them of their
composure. And finally, when the opposing party attacked, their vanguard
intentionally let them pass, attacking the enemy party's rearguard. They then
used traps again to stop the enemy vanguard that had passed through and
launched a pincer attack with the vanguard and rearguard who had defeated the
enemy's rearguard.
" But it's quite a tightrope walk..."
"It can't be
helped. We alone, and even with our numbers, it's difficult to win fighting
head-on. So, to win, we have to bring in other powers and factors."
"Indeed..."
"Hey, I have one
more question..."
Nozomu answered the
barrage of questions one by one, carefully. Before he knew it, about half of
the 10th Class classmates had gathered around Nozomu and his group, making it
look like a small lecture. They too had been called failures by students from
other classes until now. Therefore, the fact that Nozomu and his team, from the
same lowest class, had defeated higher-ranked classes was, in itself, a very
moving story for them. Until now, they couldn't believe it due to their
distrust of Nozomu, but now that they could hear the story in detail, its
credibility increased, and they could believe it was true.
"Hey, how do you
set those traps!?"
"More
importantly, you defeated a special target after that, right?! Who was it? How
did you defeat them?!"
The eyes of the
classmates gathered around him shone, and the questions they asked gradually
increased. At first, they were scattered and few, but now they assaulted Nozomu
and his team like a storm.
"H-hey, wait! I
don't know which one to answer first!"
Too many questions
were thrown at him, and Nozomu's processing capacity finally couldn't keep up.
He flusteredly looked around for help, but Jin, Deck, and Hamuria, who were
with him, also seemed overwhelmed by their classmates' questions.
"Mars! Help
out!"
"Don't be
unreasonable. I was acting separately at that time. How would I know the
details of the battle...?"
Mars said, for some
reason, with a smirk on his face. Indeed, Mars wasn't there when they
confronted Anri-sensei, so he might not be able to answer the questions well.
"But you were
there during the subsequent chaotic battle!"
Mars seemed amused by
Nozomu's flustered state, and Nozomu returned Mars's gaze with a look full of
resentment. But the storm of questions showed no signs of subsiding, and Nozomu
could only grind his teeth and glare at Mars. However, he didn't feel
uncomfortable. It was certainly frustrating to be teased by Mars, but the
classmates gathered around him had no malice in their gazes. It might be
temporary. They might drift apart again. In fact, the remaining classmates who
hadn't come to listen were still sending suspicious glances. Still, for now, he
was happy that his efforts in the special comprehensive exercise had been
accepted.
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