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183 Chapter. Teacher Radon! (1)

It was the weekend the day after Lyman gulped down some alcohol.

As promised to Jenny, I decided to teach her the Illusion Sword Technique. From today onwards, I was her master.

But even now, I often wonder if it’s really necessary to teach Jenny.

At this point, she had already reached 70% of the maximum specs. This means that her growth path was already set in stone without needing to learn anything in particular.

Of course, whenever she felt ominous energy, her hands would tremble. The dormant spirit of the Serpent within her… in other words, the Silver Age was instinctively trying to sense potential threats.

Jenny’s earlier rampage followed the same mechanism. She was too inexperienced to control that energy.

However, now she was not only controlling it well… but she could create ice flowers or animal models using the Silver Age.

At this level where she could perform such tricks, she had already overcome all her worries. The days when she hesitated to use the Silver Age were now a thing of the past. Nonetheless, the trembling in her hands was indeed contradictory.

“Jenny, can I ask you something?”

“What is it?”

Jenny and I arrived at the academy’s outdoor training ground in our training clothes.

While she was stretching in the sunlight, I asked her.

“Is your body trembling again because the Silver Age is causing trouble? Do you really need to learn strange sword techniques from me?”

Could I really be wasting precious time? Understanding my concern, Jenny fiddled with her chin and replied.

“If the Silver Age was causing trouble, I would have asked Mary to make a suppressant again.”

“Then it’s not the ability itself that’s the problem? Then what’s the reason?”

It seemed that Jenny was somewhat aware of that herself. Yet, she began to explain the reason for her persistence.

“Do you know the name of our family’s sword technique, Radon?”

“You’re talking about the Chain Silver Style, right?”

“Yes. It’s a sophisticated swordsmanship created by the first head of the Chain Silver family, but its essence is so brutal that if you lack talent or aren’t of the same bloodline, you can never use it.”

I already knew that. It wasn’t a self-defense technique; it was specialized for killing opponents.

Especially since the Chain Silver Style boasted tremendous ferocity, using it incorrectly could lead to losing consciousness.

In the game, it is depicted as a beautifully dancing swordsmanship like a snowstorm, but its true meaning is ‘cold blade’ that mercilessly eliminates the opponent.

That’s why the Chain Silver Style has ice attribute effects applied.

“So that’s why others can’t learn it.”

“Ray, my father, and I are of the same bloodline, so there’s no issue in learning it. The sword itself acknowledges our blood. I can say that the reason I’m always dedicated to training is because of this sword technique.”

You can’t say that all the drawbacks are solely because of the Silver Age. To calm that sword technique, various skills must be honed to prove one’s strength.

“If I learn your Illusion Sword Technique, will it be easier to calm my trembling arms?”

“Exactly. But you’re not going to say that sword technique is similar, right?”

If you lack talent, you can’t learn it, right? Probably not. That detail was not noted in the description.

“It should be fine. No matter how ferocious it is, how much more ferocious can it be than Chain Silver?”

“….”

“Maybe a being with a similar power has appeared, causing a resonance?”

“Resonance?”

Jenny was already at a point where she wouldn’t hesitate about something. When her body trembled, it was a sign that she unconsciously sensed something.

“When things are similar yet come close, a chemical reaction is bound to happen, right?”

“….”

To be honest, Jenny felt strange asking for something like this. It felt like a defensive mechanism was unconsciously activated to protect herself from some threat.

But I don’t see how learning a friend’s sword technique relates to a defensive mechanism…

“Is that really your true feeling?”

Jenny didn’t feel shy at Radon’s question.

“I’m serious.”

Whatever the reason, the truth can be found in the results.

Jenny’s will was firm. Just like a protagonist, her body and mind seemed to shine like diamonds.

Even if a ghost from the past appears and drains her energy, she looked ready to rise again at any moment.

“Then shall we start with the basics?”

“Please take care of me! Teacher Radon!”

Jenny greeted me innocently. Her face was like a flower in full bloom, with diamonds inside. Now, there was no turning back.

It was my first time teaching someone else swordsmanship, but I trusted the knowledge and know-how I learned from Enviel.

Seeing Jenny’s high expectations… I gripped my fishing rod and said,

“Alright, let’s start by learning how to lie.”

“Uh?”

Yes, you gotta learn the basics first. To deceive others with swordsmanship, you have to master the art of deception in daily life too.

But Jenny looked puzzled.

“Huh? Aren’t we supposed to grab the sword first?”

I expected her to ask that. Especially since Jenny was the type who lived and died by the sword, she seemed even more flustered.

I used ‘acting’ to play the role of her master in front of her.

“You can’t learn the Illusion Sword Technique with such a simple mindset!”

“Eh…?”

“I’m assigning you homework now. Use all means and methods to deceive me just once. There’s no time limit! If you fail, you’ll get a painful lesson each time!”

“….”

I made a gesture like I was smacking the fishing pole. With that slap-, Jenny gulped.

Suddenly, it felt like Radon had become someone else, but honestly, I could see myself doing the same if I were in his position. When friends take on the role of a teacher…

But since Radon was acting too realistically, it felt strange. It was like facing a character from a real dramatic story.

I wanted to see him blush while acting like a master… but that didn’t happen, which was disappointing.

“What are you doing? Have you lost your confidence already? You only seem to be all talk.”

“Ugh!”

Hearing that, Jenny instantly bit her lip.

What did he just say?

“All talk?”

I couldn’t accept that remark.

It felt like a scratch on the leather protecting my pride.

Was he really serious about wanting to teach her?

No matter what, I couldn’t let it slide. I would deceive Radon and make him eat humble pie.

Even if I was less concerned about my appearance, I still held pride and dignity regarding the Chain Silver family.

“Prepare yourself, Radon!”

Jenny ignited her indomitable will. The determination to deceive not just a friend but now an enemy dwelled deep within her.

This felt reminiscent of the time when my mother’s keepsakes were destroyed.

“But what should I say to deceive him?”

The only deception she ever engaged in was playing peekaboo with Crona as a child.

She only had memories of playful tricks. At this rate, she was entering the battlefield without even being familiar with the basics of combat.

However, the dice had already been cast. Even if it was an unintentional draw, it was useless if not swung.

“Radon! There’s a rice ball that you like behind you! Doesn’t it look delicious?”

Thus began Jenny’s first lie. The ultimate goal was to deceive me enough to be surprised.

According to the curse’s erosion rate, if it induced a mental breakdown of -50%, it would count as a pass.

But…

“Rice balls? What kind of idiot spills lunchboxes like that on a weekend!”

Slap!

“Ouch!”

Jenny, who spectacularly failed, got her head smacked by the swiftly swung fishing rod.

Of course, it wasn’t swung that hard. For Jenny, it felt more like a light smack to the head.

It was originally a fishing rod that could split rocks, but now she had reached a level where she could control it to the level of a light tap.

“That kind of lie wouldn’t fool even elementary school kids! You’re completely useless!”

“Kugh…!”

However, the injury to Jenny’s pride didn’t end with a light tap.

Again, stirred by Radon’s taunting words, her determination burned brighter and started to heat up.

“Radon, I have a suggestion.”

“What is it, rookie.”

“Kugh!”

Rookie? I couldn’t hold myself back.

“Every time I fail, I should be hit by Radon. But if I succeed, what kind of punishment would you get?”

There was no need for a declaration of war. It felt as if deceiving Radon had become her absolute goal in life.

Seeing that, I couldn’t help but chuckle. Naturally, some acting was necessary.

“Heh… I’ll hit you back as much as you hit me.”

“Is that for real?”

“Of course… if I can help it, that is. Hehe.”

“…!!”

Taunting her again, Jenny seemed blinded by rage.

The battle had already begun.

Right now, I could consider her an enemy, not a pupil!

“Oh? There’s money dropped on the ground!”

“You really don’t need to pick it up; I already have plenty.”

Clap!

“Look over there, Radon! There’s a spider crawling on your clothes!”

“My gym clothes were washed and sanitized yesterday! What bug are you talking about!”

Clap!

“Oh? Radon! Your spirits are trying to escape!”

“I can call them back anytime I want! What do you mean escape!”

Clap!

With each of Jenny’s scream-like lies, a slapping sound echoed.

No matter how many times she was hit, Jenny, who refused to give up, showed no sign of improvement.

Maliciously deceiving others was far too unfamiliar for Jenny.

“Such is the cake of imagery. Rather than endure such humiliation, it would be better to give up.”

Someone was watching the scene from a corner of the training ground, smirking. Nebia Chromag, the Saint of Melody known as the Cruel Saint. Before her, such a spectacle was merely a subject of laughter.

“Jenny Chain Silver… is utterly obsessed.”

With her keen ears, Nebia could sense feelings through voices. It’s a crazy sight, but the determination emanating from her was indeed admirable.

“No matter how good her tenacity is, how could a person do that….”

If you’re curious, why don’t you try it yourself?

“Stop with the nonsense! Shall I purify you right now?”

How dare a saint talk like that?

Muto’s words were met with Nebia’s flash of anger. Given that no one was around, she was much more ferocious than a saint should be.

Thanks to that, courtesy had long been tossed aside.

But what brings the saint and the princess to this corner?

Crona wasn’t alone. A girl was peacefully sleeping, resting her head on Crona’s lap.

The girl with red hair asleep with her legs draped over hers was Mirona, the empire’s princess and student council president.

“As you can see, she’s resting. After working tirelessly since dawn for the Magical Banquet’s planning works, she felt exhausted.”

At the end, Mirona, feeling tired, ended up losing energy beside Nebia. Although she tried to assure them that she would immediately call the guards… she chose to sleep right where she was.

All the while resting on Nebia’s lap.

“She said she wanted to sleep on a friend’s lap once… but why am I considered a friend! That doesn’t make sense!”

Hehe! You secretly like it, don’t you?

“Have you settled on your last words?”

….

As Nebia threatened, emanating her powerful divine energy, Muto shut his mouth.

Even with Muto’s abilities, he wouldn’t survive a strike from a saint.

However, apart from that, it seemed genuine when Nebia provided a lap pillow, feeling no discomfort at all.

Rather, seeing the princess trust her after all this time made her feel a sense of belief.

“Then what are you all doing?”

We’re doing something even more sublime than that training.

So if you interfere, we won’t let it slide.

Who said they would interfere?

The snake spirit and the crow spirit were diligently writing something using small chairs as desks.

From the form of the paper, it seemed to be a manuscript coated with mana. Originally the source of the Nobel Record.

“Has the sun risen in the west? Why are you spirits writing this?”

Why? That’s something he ordered us to do.

Muto pointed with his chin at Radon. That meant it was an important task to the extent they needed help from the spirits.

Radon Crawler. Now anything he was doing was becoming increasingly intriguing.

Even though it was bothersome that he was with another girl, my interest was still piqued.

He was the first man I ever saw as ‘human’.

Oh, Saint, by any chance…

“Yes?”

Do you want to give it a try?

Muto handed over a pen with a meaningful smile.

As Nebia held the pen, her attention increasingly shifted toward the manuscript paper.

Surviving as an Academy Scammer.

 

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