Mesugaki Tank Enters The Academy

From the audience, watching the sibling fight, I sensed Rene's urgency.

I've been watching him tumble all day at the Alrn Knights Order recently, so I know.

The Rene I know now is very different from the usual Rene. When sparring in the knights’ order, Rene is unnervingly calm.

Even after staying up for several nights, facing the limits of his mind, his attempt to hold onto his sanity was almost pathological.

What was even more shocking was that Rene was actually being rational.

Exhausted and analyzing the habits he had formed, he identified the weaknesses created by his fatigue and easily secured a victory.

Even when I provoked him seriously in a sparring match, Rene never lost his composure, but now he's boiling with anger and recklessly charging at me.

Rene's skills are good enough that he could probably win against most opponents with that level of aggression.

But not against Arthur. In our world, he's one of the geniuses, but elsewhere, there are none like him. After all, Arthur is one of the heroes who saved the continent from the Evil God.

Rene’s strike, sharp like his wide, glaring eyes, was easily deflected by Arthur's sword.@@novelbin@@

It wasn’t that Rene didn't expect such a response, but rather that Arthur’s water magic created an opening.

Arthur, having pierced through the inner part of his opponent’s body, instantly changed the sword’s attribute to wind. The single sword strike broke into dozens of smaller ones, overwhelming Rene.

Rene quickly enveloped himself in his aura, but he couldn’t fully reduce the shock. Small wounds appeared on his body.

“How curious. Brother. It seems you’ve become weaker, despite training with the knights?”
“We'll see how long you can keep running your mouth!”