Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound Chapter 190

Episode 190 Attack Land (1)

The final exam for the midterm exams has begun.

A student and a golem faced each other in a large circular gymnasium.

On the other side of the gymnasium, the professor was standing alone.

The golem the student faces copies the professor’s movements.

Whiik – pat!

Chick… thump!

When the professor swings his right arm, the golem swings his right arm, and when the professor jumps up, the golem jumps up too.

The professor has to manipulate his ‘avatar’ golem from such a long distance to deal with the students, and in this case, distance sense becomes a handicap.

Soon after, the practical training began, and the students at the gymnasium greeted the golem and fought.

The student had to use all his strength against the golem, which imitated the professor’s taijutsu.

On the other hand, the attack test was divided into sections in the order of attendance, and a specific professor was in charge of areas A to B. One professor dealt with about 100 students.

Naturally, as various professors control the golem, the golem’s fighting style also diversifies.

Normally, the mild-tempered professor moves the golem in a defensive manner, while the impatient and belligerent professor uses the golem aggressively.

Therefore, students had to memorize where their name was located on the attendance sheet, identify the professor who would be in charge of them, and study his fighting style.

This was a test method devised by the first principal of the academy, who said that the effectiveness of education increases when you know and analyze the person you will teach before learning.

Meanwhile.

“Yap!”

Tudor, who was put to the test for the first time, was struggling hard with a spear.

…destroy!

A blue aura exploded from the tip of the spear.

If it was a real person-to-person sparring, no matter how strong the professor was, he would not have been able to make such a lively attack.

However, the opponent, the golem real professor, is moving safely from a distance.

So Tudor stabbed the spear without hesitation.

Kwak! Cranky!

The golem, which was emitting magical power, fell back after being hit by Tudor’s aura.

however.

[It’s still a long way.]

A familiar voice came out of the golem’s mouth.

Professor Morgue Banshee. A potential vice principal candidate for the academy.

Even though he was in a distant gymnasium, he had an accurate grasp of his distance from Tudor.

Chow ah!

As soon as the golem moved its fingers and made a sign, thorny vines grew around Tudor’s body.

“omg!?”

The moment Tudor bowed his head.

[The vine is fake.]

The golem controlled by Professor Banshee immediately threw a huge fist.

Tudor barely twisted his back to avoid it.

[The fist is also fake.]

There was no way to avoid the sole of the golem’s foot as it kicked back.

…Puff!

Tudor passed out on the spot.

The golem’s shadow casts an eerie shadow over Tudor, who is covered in dirt and thrown out of the field.

The sound of Professor Banshee clicking his tongue came through the golem’s mouth.

[Did you know I wouldn’t use my fists and feet because I’m a wizard?]

“Ugh…… Yes.”

[The purpose of fighting is ‘victory’. Being a wizard doesn’t mean to pursue ‘victory using only magic’. You have to be able to use anything to win. Whether it’s a fist, a foot, a tooth, whatever.]

“Thank you for the teaching.”

Professor Banshee was a hateful person, but the content he taught was very helpful.

Tudor politely bowed his head and left the arena.

-Titling!

< The score has been counted >

Eventually, due to the magic effect, Tudor’s score was displayed on the status window.

< Cold Arms Class A-001 Cadet 'Don Quixote La Mancha Tudor' >

< Professor in charge: Morgue Banshee >

-Effective Hit: 12 times (1 point each)

-Effective Evasion: 20 times (1 point each)

-Effective Defense: 3 times (1 point each)

-Critical hits: 0 times (10 points each)

= Total score: 35 points

High score of 35 total points. It was by far the highest score among the first graders.

“Good!”

Tudor raised his hands high and sang for joy.

Banshee succeeded in feeding the possessed golem 12 effective hits, successfully dodging the golem’s attack 20 times, and successfully blocking the golem’s attack a whopping 3 times.

It didn’t matter, although he couldn’t land a critical hit against the banshee’s skillfully moving golem.

In the first place, there was no way the professors, who were masters of combat, would allow a fatal blow against the students.

Tudor nodded to the student council president, Dolores, who was watching from afar.

Dolores’ advance knowledge of the fighting style of Professor Banshee, who was in charge of Tudor, was of great help.

Although I didn’t know how to use my feet at the end.

“Still, I’m glad I got better grades than the triplets from the Baskervilles.”

Tudor grinned as he looked across the field.

There, three people, Hive, Middle, and Low, can be seen standing with their arms crossed.

For reference, Hivero scored 34 points, Middle Bro and Low Bro both scored 33 points, which dominated the 12th place until Tudor appeared.

Tudor taunted the triplets as if they were ugly.

“Hey~ What are you doing with your friends getting bitter?”

but.

“…”

“…”

“…”

For some reason, the Baskerville triplets did not respond to Tudor’s provocation.

It just stands still like a chicken carved out of wood.

Tudor, who suddenly became a savage who provoked his classmates who were still, stuck his tongue out with a shy expression.

“What are those guys? When do you always quarrel and now don’t accept fights at all?”

I don’t know why the Baskerville triplets suddenly became like that, but it was Tudor who thought it was okay.

but. Such Tudor’s provocation was eaten by the wrong person.

“Damn it! I’m angry with that Tudor bastard!”

Bianca. She was stamping her feet at Tudor.

< Cold Arms Donation Class B-001 Cadet 'Usher Po Bianca' >

< Professor: Morgue Banshee >

-Effective hit: 7 times (1 point each)

-Effective evasion: 24 times (1 point each)

-Effective defense: 0 times (1 point each)

-Critical hit: 0 times (10 points each)

= Total score: 31 points

As Bianca is an archer, she has a lot of disadvantages in this 1:1 battle.

Especially against golems that don’t know pain.

“Ah~ I’m losing to Tudor! It’s all because of the strange test structure. It’s against archers. Balance shit!”

“How are you? I don’t think you ever mentioned balance when you were eating raw scores in the defense test, right?”

“Why are you talking about the defense test without saying anything?”

“Of course you’re saying that you have nothing to say, right?”

Tudor and Bianca started bickering over points again.

and by then

“Uhahaha! How are you, you foolish ones!”

Grenouille, second-in-command of the fever donation club, came out of the exam with great vigor.

< Fever Army Class A-001 Cadet 'Grenouille de Leviathan' >

< Professor: Morgue Banshee >

-Effective hit: 11 times (1 point each)

-Effective evasion: 22 times (1 point each)

-Effective defense: 2 times (1 point each)

-Critical hits: 0 times (10 points each)

= Total score: 35 points

He finished the test with the same score as Tudor, Chief Cold Weapons Donation.

Apparently, Professor Banshee, who was originally an advisor, was in charge of the test, so he got better grades than expected.

So, I mean, I was pretty lucky.

Grenouille looked at Tudor while receiving cheers from his fellow soldiers who donated the fever.

“Is this a tie? I think you and I have about the same midterm score?”

“Where are you rubbing? We broke our grade record in the defense test.”

“My personal score was ttoittoi. And don’t forget that my handwriting score is higher than yours!”

Tudor laughed at Grenouille’s arrogance, as if it was not worth dealing with.

“I wonder what you don’t know. The cold weapon donation department hasn’t released the final weapon for the attack test yet.”

“What? Aren’t you and Bianca the final weapon? You’re on the same score as me, and Bianca’s dead. What?”

“What!? Who’s going to die? I’m going to tear that gloomy bastard to pieces and put it on top of porridge as a garnish…!?”

Bianca jumped behind Grenouille’s answer, but soon calmed down at Tudor’s dissuade.

Tudor grinned and looked at Grenouille.

“1:1 the strongest. Even in a melee fight against a golem, there is a guy who is much stronger than me.”

“……!”

At those words, Grenouille’s expression hardened for the first time.

Yes. There were talents other than Tudor and Bianca that even that arrogant Grenouille could be wary of.

No, even more threatening than Tudor and Bianca.

It is ‘Sancho Barataria’ of Class A of the Cold Weapons Donation Department.

Tudor exclaimed triumphantly.

“Sancho is a warrior from the north who can beat a bear without even a handful of mana! What’s more, if it was a test of unlimited mana, unlimited water, and unlimited attack, what would the result be like?

At those words, Grenouille and the other students of the Fever Army groaned and averted their gaze.

Because they admitted it too.

Of all the cold weapon donations and heat weapon donations, the one expected to score the highest in this attack test was, of course, Sancho.

“In the Cold Weapons Donation Club, Sancho must be number one, right?”

“Right. Did you see his size? His fists are bigger than my head.”

“Doesn’t the golem just tear apart with force?”

“Maybe it’s possible to get an all-time record with individual scores.”

All the students were whispering the same opinion.

but.

The incident that happened immediately shocked all the students, including the Cold Weapons Donation and the Heat Weapons Donation.

…thud!

The bloodied Sancho fell to his knees helplessly.

Then, a status window reflecting the harsh reality hangs over it.

< Cold Donation Class A-Cadet No. 172 'Sancho Bararatia' >

< Professor in charge: Sadie >

-Effective hit: 8 times (1 point each)

-Effective evasion: 9 times (1 point each)

-Effective defense: 0 times ( 1 point each)

-Critical hits: 0 times (10 points each)

= Total score: 17 points

The ridiculous score came out.

I hit only 8 hits and evaded only 9 times.

Even the effective defense is 0 at all, so it’s like being hit by almost every attack.

A score of 17 is below average.

The fact that Sancho, who can score high scores in the late 30s, managed to get this score, was a blow.

Even Sancho collapsed with his body in tatters as soon as he finished the test.

The bruises and the flowing blood were making the atmosphere of the test site even more miserable.

“It’s Sancho!”

Dolores, who saw that a junior member of the club was injured, hurriedly ran.

Dolores supports and heels the staggering Sancho.

Soon, students gather around Sancho and Dolores.

The one in the front was Tudor, who was also his roommate and best friend.

“Sasancho! It’s okay!?

” “…It’s okay because the president has healed you.”

Sancho’s deep sigh shows a sense of shame for ruining the exam.

He’s also sorry for not being able to build up the prestige of donating cold weapons.

“. ..”

Veins stood on Dolores’ forehead.

She gave Sancho a few pats on the back, then stood up and glared at the professor standing on the other side of the arena. The

golem ‘s controller that had been in charge of Sancho until just now.

.”

It sounds like a tickling laugh, but underneath it is deep boredom and pessimism.

Sady de Sade, also known as ‘Ms. Sady’.

Colosseo Academy is the worst. She was a young female professor who was evaluated as a shame.