“Haap! Haaap…!!”
The high-pitched shouts echoed throughout the training grounds.
This private training hall, owned by the Ritvel Merchant Guild, was usually a facility used by the heroes employed by the guild.
However, Kaela frequently visited it for her own training and personal practice.
At first, she attracted a lot of attention from other heroes.
The daughter of the guild master entering the academy as a sword-wielding hero?
On top of that, her cute appearance and passionate attitude—
It would have been stranger if no heroes had tried to approach her with dubious intentions.
But Kaela gently rejected their interest and focused solely on her training.
‘I have to show them how much I’ve improved.’
The only thing occupying her mind was her admission to the academy and the start of the new semester.
Especially the instructor she had a deep connection with, Edgar Mulick , from the Swordsmanship Department.
She had a strong desire to participate in his course and show how much she’d grown since they last met.
—Screech!
—Roar!
The memory of her first encounter with a monster was still vivid.
It was a mid-level monster, Kelleil, one that shouldn’t have been there, and several heroes had been seriously injured and fallen.
The gruesome scene had burned itself into her mind, and Kaela had been frozen in place, unable to move a finger.
The gap between theory and actual combat had become painfully clear.
And then—
The paralyzing fear that came from the intense bloodlust of the monster.
In that moment, Kaela couldn’t even wield the sword she had trained with for so long.
—Raise your sword, Kaela.
She still couldn’t forget the voice of the man who had spoken to her then.
Raise your sword, and face the enemy.
The solution lies in your sword.
The advice was simple, but clear, and it was only then that Kaela had been able to move her frozen body.
She carefully executed the steps she had practiced diligently, and for the first time, she was able to wield her sword properly against the monster.
—Twist your sword there. Faster.
—Retreat now. There’s no chance to defend.
—You must keep up relentless pressure on Kelleil. That’s the way to hunt it.
Of course, his advice wasn’t just theoretical.
He gave her plenty of practical guidance as she fought.
The mid-level monster Kelleil was something a first-stage hero, who had only unlocked the first fork in their path, could never defeat.
But Edgar had supported her, stepping in when she was in danger, and they had managed to take it down through a coordinated effort.
「The Compass of Fate has shifted!」
「You are a hero chosen by the fate of <Swordmaster>. The second fork of the <Valiant Knight> is swirling within you.」
By the time the battle ended, her second fork of fate had blossomed.
That day had left the deepest impression on Kaela.
While she had picked up the sword out of her own interest as a child, the person who had the greatest influence on her as a sword-wielding hero was undoubtedly Edgar Mulick .
“Haap! Haaat…!!”
That’s why Kaela swung her sword even more fervently.
She wanted to show how much she had improved when they met again.
She didn’t want to show a disappointing version of herself to Edgar, who had unknowingly become her mentor.
The lights in the Ritvel training hall never went out for that reason.
“There you are, Kaela.”
“Hap… Oh? Father? What brings you here?”
Kaela, who had been immersed in her training, stopped her movements.
It was her father, the head of the Ritvel Merchant Guild, calling out to her as he walked over from the entrance.
But his expression was far from pleasant.
In his hand, he held something familiar—a crystal orb.
For some reason, an uneasy feeling crept over Kaela.
“Kaela, didn’t you say today was an important day?”
“…Huh?”
“You’ve been singing about how you must attend Instructor Edgar’s class… but it seems you forgot all about it on the actual day.”
“……!”
Realizing the situation, Kaela’s face paled in shock, and Ritvel slowly handed her the crystal.
“It looks like the color inside the crystal has turned red.”
The Crystal of Destiny.
A magical tool used to manage course registration and other administrative tasks for the academy cadets.
And when the inside of the crystal turned red during the registration period, it meant that the course had reached full capacity and could no longer accept any more students.
Kaela hurriedly took the crystal and checked which course had filled up.
And then—
‘…I’m doomed.’
The course was <Valut Swordsmanship>, Instructor Edgar’s class—the one Kaela absolutely had to attend.
“If you missed the registration, there’s nothing we can do.”
“Assistant Ray, please! Just open one more spot! We even completed that escort mission together…!”
“Are you trying to use connections now?”
“Oh! No, that’s not what I meant! Instructor Edgar! He told me I had to attend this new class! Please, just this once! I really need to take it!”
“…Alright. I’ll open the spot in exactly five minutes, so don’t miss it.”
“Wow! Thank you! Thank you, Assistant Ray!”
“Thank Edgar, not me.”
After finishing the conversation with Kaela, Ray let out a sigh as he set down the communication crystal.
That made it the eleventh call.
Eleven cadets had called, asking for extra spots because they had missed registration.
Kaela was only allowed because of her past connection with Edgar, and because Edgar had openly declared his intention to train her as a disciple.
But the endless calls from other cadets were only exhausting.
“Why is this class so popular?”
The reason for all the calls was that the class was doing exceptionally well.
Edgar’s <Valut Swordsmanship> had far exceeded the capacity of 30 students, making it one of the most popular courses in the Swordsmanship Department.
Ray couldn’t understand why.
Sure, Edgar had recently gained some fame for his skills, he was from a noble family, the most prestigious in the kingdom, and he was not only a respected instructor but also one of the few heroes with exceptionally good looks—
“…That explains it.”
Realizing the reason, Ray stopped thinking.
In the world of heroes, no success was without reason.
Buzzz!
Just as he allowed his mind to wander, the communication crystal in the instructor’s office started buzzing again.
With another sigh, Ray murmured to himself.
“Hurry back, Edgar.”
A request for cooperation had come down directly from the royal family,
And because of that, Edgar Mulick was currently at the administrative office of the Swordsmanship Department.
All Ray could do was hope for his quick return.
“I had some time today, so I dropped by. Can I place an order?”
The shop owner, who had rushed out to greet her, nodded repeatedly in response to Akina’s question. After all, she was a member of the prestigious Crowflin Duke’s family. Even if it hadn’t been possible to take an order, her status would make it possible.
“Of course! Shall I bring you your usual?”
“Yes, please. Strawberry tart with lemon tea.”
“Got it! Just a moment, please! It’ll be ready shortly!”
As the shop owner quickly went back to prepare her order, Akina sat down in her usual spot. The weather outside was perfectly sunny, a clear sign that spring had arrived. The bright weather naturally brought a sense of peace to Akina’s heart.
‘This is nice.’
Lately, she had been feeling pretty good. There had been some recent progress in her swordsmanship and in her chosen destiny. The thought of the upcoming new semester and teaching her students also excited her. But more than anything else, what truly lifted her spirits was the news of a certain junior hero, someone she cared for deeply, returning after some time.
‘He was born to be an instructor.’
Edgar Mulick .
The new instructor Akina had personally accepted as her junior was, without a doubt, someone born to teach. His knowledge of swordsmanship theories could rival that of academic researchers, and his deep understanding of the basics allowed him to teach students with an extraordinary ability to meet them at their level. Akina had been amazed more times than she could count during their time together as she handed over her responsibilities as the senior instructor.
Did this mean his abilities as a hero with a sword were lacking?
‘Not at all.’
You could tell just by the aura he exuded whenever he held a sword. The flawless demonstration of the Tristan Swordsmanship during the instructor’s exam was not just luck. Every time Edgar took up his sword, he showcased an impressive level of skill. His expertise in swordsmanship was profound, and he was a hero who could even imbue his sword with magical energy.
Additionally, there was the fact that he had single-handedly taken down fifteen mid-tier monsters called Kelleil in the Red Forest. This feat was something that couldn’t be overlooked. While Akina thought the rumors of him being a 4th-stage hero might have been exaggerated, she certainly acknowledged that he had reached at least the third crossroad of destiny.
‘Rumors really can’t be trusted.’
Though she had heard some of this from Edgar’s father, Brandon Mulick , even parents don’t know every aspect of their children. What mattered was that Edgar had undergone a complete transformation, emerging with newfound capabilities. After completing three years in the Magic Department, he applied as an instructor in the Swordsmanship Department and was immediately appointed as a third-class instructor—a remarkable achievement. If he didn’t have a natural talent for the sword and his new destiny as a swordsman, this wouldn’t have been possible.
And.
These sword geniuses were exactly the kind of people Akina admired the most. She was eager to see what kind of future they could build together as fellow instructors.
Bzzz!
Just as Akina was lost in thought while waiting for her dessert, her personal communication crystal buzzed. The caller was from the Swordsmanship Department’s administrative office. Seeing this, Akina tilted her head in slight confusion.
‘The busy period should be over by now.’
The most hectic time of the year for the department, the course registration period, had ended. The instructors had been given some free time, and there shouldn’t have been any pressing issues for the department at the moment. Akina answered the call, her face still puzzled.
“This is Akina Crowflin.”
“Yes, Instructor Jackson. Is there something wrong?”
The Clephe Royal Knights.
They were the kingdom’s most elite knightly order, and Akina’s father, Theodore Crowflin, was the commander. Due to the order’s influence in the kingdom and the fact that Akina had direct connections with her father, the Swordsmanship Department often received cooperation requests from them.
But when Jackson resumed speaking after a brief pause, his words caused Akina to stand up abruptly from her seat.
“…What?”
They want to bring along Instructor Edgar Mulick , the newly appointed instructor, for a regional investigation for two weeks just before the semester begins. Since he’s your junior, we thought it necessary to inform you first.
Without even realizing it, Akina sprang to her feet.
Even though the request came from her father, this was the first thought that crossed her mind.
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Thanks for the chapter
It’s been like 10 chapters now, when are you going to stop getting Ray’s gender wrong?
pls tell where it is mistaken or mention the chapter numbers
You could start with this chapter:
“With another sigh, Ray murmured to himself”
Almost every chapter since Ray’s introduction refers to Ray as a male at least once, but usually for at least a paragrah.