Chapter 30
The sword tournament held at Partes Academy.
This was a festival that people awaited with even more fervor than the academic conferences hosted by the academy.
According to the founding myth of Isilia, Pridea, the goddess of justice, triumphed over Tara, a massive parasitic tree that had taken root in Isilia, and Gaertner, the giant who nurtured and protected it.
Pridea. The first queen of Isilia.
Her statue could be seen in the very center of Isilia’s capital.
The day she defeated Tara and Gaertner became the founding anniversary of Isilia, and a sword tournament was held every year to commemorate that day.
Lasting for thousands of years, Isilia’s sword tournament had become a world-class event.
It was no exaggeration to say that students from various countries enrolled at Partes Academy specifically to achieve outstanding results in this tournament and bring fame to their homelands.
Khal was someone who participated in such an important event without giving it much weight.
Furthermore, he was currently trying to receive lessons in swordsmanship from McCally, who claimed to know absolutely nothing about the subject.
The Onyx Square camp.
Swish! Swish!
McCally, who had been swinging a wooden sword in the garden, spoke to Khal with an exhausted expression.
“Ugh, huff, huff. See? This pathetic stamina… I can’t teach you swordsmanship.”
McCally did not hesitate to belittle herself just to break Khal’s stubbornness, but—
“You’ll just have to work harder, then.”
