24 Sword Training

Fortunately, the exit out of the faculty room was made easy with the help of professor Elsa. After I fled from the clutches of that old hag the professor who helped me displayed a gentle smile before speaking, "You are Ares right?"

"Ha-yes!"

As I replied I wondered if I am very famous or if everyone assumes me to be Ares through my body structure, "No matter how petty she is! I didn't know she would even plot against her own student."

I was taken aback by her act of swearing at Silai, of course, what she said was absolutely the truth however I didn't expect there to be a professor daring enough to say that openly in front of a cadet.

"Anyway, are the professor who is taking [Basic Swordsmanship Proficiency?]"

of course, I knew who she was who else but Elsa would be reckless enough to act like this.

"Yes, that's right I am Elsa Atella. Nice to meet you, Ares."

As well as I remember, she was dressed in a training suit unlike the other professor and the scrabbed sword hung from her waist.

'And most probably--'

My thoughts trailed off as though she had read them teacher Elsa continued the sentence, "You are the only student, although it's an embarrassing thing to say, I do so since you have to be aware of it."

Her words were confident and it was the turth but her actions did reveal her embrassments, "That's not something I should care about, right teacher?"

At my words, her face brightened with surprise as though I have changed slimmer, "All right, I will do my best for you, my first cadet!"

"I thank you in advance then."

I followed her to the exit of the building knowing the fact that she is leading to me where, she said, "Why did you register in my course though?"

"Well, let's just say something like...a gut feeling."

"Haha, you are interesting!" Elsa smiled sweetly as I wondered how am I able to lie so freely without an ounce of guilt, 'Is it because of Ares?'

The fact that Elsa is of mixed descent from the long lost ice giants will be revealed later and moreover, she revolutions the era during the upcoming war by creating a training methods to convert demonic cores into mana.

'Won't she be definitely grateful for her first disciple by then?'

Soon, we arrived at the wide space and what seemed to be elongating in all directions, the training ground was underneath my feet, "So, can you tell me how much you know about swordsmanship?"

"I have learnt a form of art back in my family mansion However, you can't call it exactly a sword art."

"So basically you have never learned swordsmanship properly?"

"I guess so."

"Then what about that? Did you hang that sword for a pretense?"

Following her words I caught where Elsa's eyes trail off to, it was [Dark Fallen] which is comforting itself near my hips, 'She doesn't know that right...'

"This is a soul sword I hadn't formed a contract with it yet, so I will not be able to wield it yet."

"Oh, A soul sword!"

It was rare to have a soul sword but it wasn't legendary and even Ares's elder sister had one in the game, "If you don't mind can I have a look?"

"Of course."

I handed my sword to Elsa which she with great care unsheaths from the scabbard and examines excitedly.

"This isn't an ordinary one, this is at least at the level of an heirloom! Where did you find something like this?"

"You could say, I got it as a gift."

"A gift, huh."

As she finishes her words I watched my sword making a parabola on the space and landing on the side as if it's a toy that had been discarded by the baby.

"Now, shall we start the real training!"

Before I could move and pick up my sword I sensed an ominous energy from the back, "SO, why don't you start running 10 laps around the ground? hehe..."

And it was soon proven to be true that, '...she is a demon!'

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The sky was bright, and the setting sun seemed to say 'are you still alive?' as I was on all fours on the ground, "Thud!"

A wooden sword fell at that moment and the one who greeted me was none other than Elsa, "Disciple, take up your weapon let's spar!"

She was smiling, an evil laugh indicating the future, "I am going to be beaten up...Teacher, I don't anything about swords! So, how can I spar with you?"

"Cadet, didn't have you hear the saying, 'The best teacher is the experience!' Take up the weapon and fight me!"

'Ha-this is hell! She wasn't like this in the game! So why do I have to suffer ahhhh!!'

I took up my stance and sledded the sword back and at once, my opponent leashed like the wind while shouting, "Here I come then!~"

'She is fast...!'

Her speed was incomparable to that of a goblin hero it was at least 5times faster however, her movements seemingly defied the laws of acceleration, her strike power diminishes once they touch my skin.

'She is probably adjusting it in fear of I may end up hurt...'

"What are you doing stop me, defend yourself!"

It was already tough for me to move around with these fats which weighed down me all over, coupled with the exhaustion from sprinting earlier I was nothing now but a toy with a very low battery.

Unable to stop her even once I fought like a sloth, Elsa enjoyed to her heart's content while ravaging me.

I wielded my sword so desperately that I was lying on the ground in less than 5 minutes.

"heuak..haa, I need.., break."

"What? Already!?"

"ugh...I am tired."

"I was excited to teach, you know?"

"So that's why beat up me to pulp..."

"Aye,aye! This nothing compared to the plans I had prepared for my first cadet...wait, this won't do."

Her words suddenly trailed off and Elsa shook her head, "Slap~" then I found myself with stinging pain on my butt, "Hiss! Why you!"

"GET UP!!"

"Eek..."

"First of all, why don't we start by making you sexy as hell!!"

Not another 10 laps NNNNOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!