I Became An Academy Spearman Chapter 38

I Became An Academy Spearman — Chapter 38. The King of Weapons (10)

Instructor Avalanche wondered how Cadet Han Seong was feeling right now. He had no idea what Han Seong was thinking. The unlucky cadet couldn't accomplish anything even though he had fought so hard.

Han had run into the huge wall of attribute and talent. The wall had showed him how unyielding it was.

In this world one could not have regrets for unlucky events, even ones as life-devastating as cancer. But Avalanche couldn't help but feel that way – strongly. In the end it would all end in a similar way for the cadet Han Seong.

He felt sad when he thought about it.

“Leonhard.” Suddenly, Han Seong opened his mouth.

He looked like he was about to collapse, holding the spear tightly even as his legs shook.

Avalanche fervently hoped that the cadet would now admit defeat.

Han Seong himself should know better than anyone.

The fight was over. There was a big difference between them. Leonhard was showing grace by giving him space to admit defeat.

But…

“Raise your sword.”

He was shocked to hear Han Seong's words of determination.

This cadet…

He would not bend to reality.

As he expected. Han knew it as he looked at him. The main character of this world.

He possessed a superior attribute, outstanding talent, and even his personality was flawless, just like his extraordinarily good-looking appearance.

Broken character. That's how overly strong characters are often referred to.

And Leonhard fit that description perfectly.

In fact, when he first saw him, Han had thought that wasn't enough to define him.

So he had to admit it. He had no remorse when confronted with the hard reality that was Leonhard.

From the beginning, he knew he was at an inferiority with his Spearman attribute. Even if his attribute wasn't overpowered at this time, he always knew there was a gap he couldn't close.

Perhaps he would have been more envious if his attribute had a more unique grade.

Then he began to look at it more closely. Leonhard stood in front of him. His sword, glowing blue, was pointing down.

The more he looked at him, the better he felt. He had no regrets whatsoever about taking part in this fight.

Fortunately, his first opponent was the main character. He believed that he had sufficiently demonstrated his fighting ability to the point where few would second guess him right off the bat.

But before the fight, there was the possibility of a crushing defeat in his mind, as well as all the cynical looks he would receive afterwards. He would be lying if he said he hadn't thought about it.

But that wasn't the case. He could also sense something else, something that had been showcased during his relentless offensive.

He quite literally could not have done it.

If Han had had the legendary grade attribute, and his opponent had a common grade attribute, he would have immediately tried to end the fight.

But Leonhard didn't. He instead was choosing to try and force Han to recognize his judgment.

“…Han Seong. You know. The fight – it is over.”

He could notice Leonhard's concern in his eyes. He was also struck by the bright blue color surrounding his sword.

An absolute power that could only be released when the attribute First Heavenly Sword reached level 3. Leonhard was now worried about hurting him with that sword. So far, he had limited himself to blocking their offense.

And even though he had a chance to land a good attack on it, he didn't. It was simply unbelievable.

“I told you to raise your sword. I haven't given up yet.” Han spoke more firmly.

This fight had to end properly. There was no point in it ending with him admitting defeat. Even if the blunt spear broke, he would not admit defeat with his own mouth. At the very least, he wished for a good defeat. He chuckled when he thought about it.

He always considered it an interesting choice of words. The winner was the one who took it all. The loser was always in a pitiful position.

Compared to the winners, all others got nothing, even regardless of whether it was a competition or not.

But why don't I feel bad?

The normal thing would be to feel bad because he was probably going to lose.

“……” Leonhard hesitated. Then Han said more forcefully, “I told you to raise your sword. I won't tell you again.”

The moment he said that.

It was only a moment.

Suddenly, he felt his body get strangely light. It felt like he was going to collapse at any moment because his whole body felt heavy. Now, those sensations were gone, as if it had been a lie. Rather, he felt refreshed.

He even believed that he could continue to compete with his spear.

He took in Leonhard's reaction, and then a question popped into his mind.

Why had Leonhart opened his eyes so wide?

Chapter end