Leon was surprised to see Zeke suddenly appear.
I already knew that Durban, a Siemens employee, had been beaten up by Zig.
The immediate camp he was serving had been ordered to first observe the situation.
Leon ground his teeth at Zeke.
"Zeke Draker. You're so arrogant because you've awakened as a pureblood."
Zeke said as he looked at Leon's gang.
"When you say nice things, stick your head in."
Leon's face turned bright red at Zeke's words.
Leon, his eyes rolled back in anger, forgot all orders from his superiors and shouted at the gang.
"What are you doing! That little brat isn't doing well!"
Leon's gang was also mostly comprised of upperclassmen.
Even if it's a special class, a normal freshman can't deal with upperclassmen who have undergone training.
But Zeke was no ordinary freshman.
He said, releasing his hand.
"Three seconds have passed."
The upperclassmen rushed towards Zig.
"You cheeky brat! I'll teach you some Academy etiquette!"
Zeke saw a senior cadet running towards him, then he got into a boxing stance and threw a jab.
puck!
The senior cadet was unable to avoid Zeke's jab flying straight at him and was hit straight away.
Zeke tried to block the movement with a jab and attack the thigh with a low kick.
However, the upperclassman who was hit by the jab fell unconscious.
Zig's movements, which always had his combat sense skill activated, were on a different level from those of ordinary cadets.
Leon and his men flinched as he knocked down the upperclassman with a single light jab.
Zeke looked at them and said.
"I'll give you one more chance. Shut up."
Leon broke out in a cold sweat at the fearsome aura he felt from Zeke.
'Oh, shit.'
Leon shouted to the upperclassmen.
"What are you guys doing! Catch that kid quickly!"
At Leon's command, about five upperclassmen stood guard and surrounded Zeke, closing the distance between them.
Zeke muttered to himself as he looked at the faces of the upperclassmen approaching him.
'I was really bad in the past. I got beaten up by those guys and cried every day.'
At that time, the upperclassmen seemed like a huge wall that could not be resisted.
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Zeke slowly raised his fist.
"Clench your teeth."
In that moment, Zeke's fist began to race.
Chomp!
The right hand was stretched out in a straight line.
The punch flew straight into the philtrum, as if a window was popping out.
Boom!
It felt like the head of the upperclassman I was hit with was going to explode.
The upperclassman, whose face was sunken by a single punch, fell unconscious.
Zeke didn't stop there.
He stood there and circled clockwise, punching the faces of the upperclassmen surrounding him.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The upperclassmen fell to the ground with one punch from Zeke, who flew at them before they could even properly guard themselves.
I didn't have a chance to use Aura properly or do anything.
Among the fallen upperclassmen, Zeke stood tall.
Leon trembled at the sight.
'Oh, how could this be… … .'
Zig, who used to tremble in fear even when he raised his hand, was nowhere to be seen, but instead a completely different person was standing there.
Zeke slowly approached Leon.
Leon quickly pulled out the sword at his waist.
Zeke's eyes became fierce at that sight.
"You know what it means to draw your sword outside the training grounds, Leon Conrad."
Drake was a man who allowed anything inside the training grounds, but outside of it, he was not allowed to draw his real sword.
If a real sword is drawn, it is considered a fight for one's life and no one can be held responsible for death.
Zeke said, looking at Liam Stone behind him.
"Liam Stone. You are the witness. Leon Conrad drew his sword first and showed his murderous intent, and I will respond with murderous intent as well."
At the same time, Zeke also pulled out the claymore he was carrying on his back.
The blade of the claymore sword, sharp as a blade, emanated life force.
Leon stood with his sword in hand, but was already overwhelmed by Zeke's momentum.
At that moment, Zeke took a step forward with his sword in hand.
'Ugh... ... .'
Leon took a step back without realizing it.
As I was retreating like that, I was blocked by a wall and couldn't retreat any further.
Leon's hand holding the sword was trembling.
Zeke swung his sword at Leon.
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visor!
Leon's sword bounced off the heavy sword strike.
Leon's face turned pale as he dropped his sword.
Zeke's sword blade touched Leon's neck.
He said in a cold voice.
"Leon Conrad. Do you have any last words? I will show mercy and pass on your will."
As the sharp blade touched his skin, Leon finally felt the reality of his situation.
Gulp.
Leon's lower body became soaking wet.
He said with tears in his eyes.
"Please, please save me. Please… … ."
In the Draker family, begging for one's life was a humiliation worse than death.
Zeke saw Leon, who had tormented and insulted him in the past, overlapping with Leon begging for his life.
Strength entered his hand that held the sword.
Whoosh!
As the claymore was swung, it went back into its sheath.
Leon, who had his eyes tightly shut, was startled to see his own neck attached.
But something was strange.
"uh?"
A thick stream of blood flowed from my right ear.
An ear was seen lying on the floor.
Zeke said to Leon.
"I will take your worthless life with that ear. If you go to a healer and ask for your ear to be reattached, I will go back and decapitate you. Do you understand?"
Leon nodded without even picking up his fallen ear.
Zeke said.
"Get out of here right now."
Leon ran away naked.
Zeke looked at the scattered upperclassmen and then turned his head towards Liam, who was standing quietly behind him.
"Liam Stone. Was he abandoned by Jaken?"
Liam didn't answer.
Zeke turned around to see Liam remaining silent.
'It's not my place to interfere anymore.'
Just as Zeke was about to pass Liam and exit the back alley,
"Why did you help me?"
Liam's voice was heard from behind.
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Zeke answered without looking back at Liam.
"I didn't really help you."
He stood there for a moment, then turned his head and looked at Liam Stone.
"Liam Stone. Ultimately, the only one who can help you is yourself."
Zik turned around and ran out of the alley.
Zeke regretted letting out a ticklish sound without realizing it.
'I hate hearing old people nag me as I get older.'
He shook his head and headed towards Payne's lab.
As I had heard before, I went to the last room on the second floor of the research building and saw a research lab with Paynon's name written on it.
Zeke knocked and called Payne.
"Professor, I'm a freshman, Zeke Draker."
Then, a loud crashing sound of something falling over was heard inside the room.
The door suddenly burst open.
"What is Ziggy?"
He was really surprised to see Zeke come to his lab.
Payne said with sparkling eyes.
"Do you have any questions? What are you talking about… … No. Just come in."
It was highly unlikely that there would be a student interested in magical theory at the academy of the Dragon Slayer family, the knights of knights.
Payne cheered Zeke's visit like a desert traveler discovering an oasis.
When I went inside the lab, I saw that it was a total mess, and I had never seen such a mess before.
The walls were covered with papers filled with strange symbols, and the desks were piled high with thick books and documents.
'Well, all wizards are like that.'
Payne cleared one side of the desk and made room for Zeke.
"Haha. Isn't it a bit messy? Just sit here for a moment."
After a while he brought the tea in an old cup.
Payne sat across from Zeke and asked with sparkling eyes.
"Yes, what brings you here?"
Zeke put down his teacup and took out a piece of parchment from his bosom.
"Professor, could you please look at this for a moment?"
Payne glanced over the schematics for the furnace that Zeke had handed him.
Paynon's face, which had been looking at the blueprint with a light gaze at first, gradually became serious.
He asked Zeke, staring intently at the blueprint.
"Where did you get this…?"
Zeke saw Payne's reaction and realized he had come to the right place.
'There are many battle wizards, but surprisingly few wizards know how to design magical power-driven devices. Fortunately, that's rare.'
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Zeke asked Payne.
"I'll ask you straight to the point, Professor. Can you design the horsepower-driven system used in this furnace?"
Payne looked at the blueprint, rested his chin on his hand, and thought for a moment.
He put down the blueprint and looked at Zig.
"I don't know where you got this, but… … I think if you ask the Magic Tower for this, it will either be rejected or cost more than ten thousand gold."
Zeke was surprised by Payne's words.
"How did you know that?"
Payne laughed bitterly at Zeke's reaction.
"Matap indirectly says that it is difficult to take on a request that does not fit the budget. After all, no one would spend ten thousand gold to build a furnace."
Zig remembered that the future Gelion had actually created that furnace.
It was unclear whether he had actually spent 10,000 gold on the Magic Tower to build it, or whether he had hired another wizard.
Payne said, stroking his chin.
"Once you answer your question, I guess it is possible."
Zeke's expression brightened at those words.
"Is that true? If so, I would like to ask you to design it."
Then Payne raised his hand.
"I think it would be better to hear my explanation first."
Payne unfolded the blueprint and pointed to the core of the furnace.
"This part is called the core. All machines that use magic power have this core. But… … as you can see, the core of this furnace is not ordinary."
"What are you talking about?"
"It is a small reactor, but its output is greater than that of a large reactor. That is probably why Matap refused the request."
Payne continued to explain.
"In addition, this core has to be able to adjust output freely with almost no time difference. It's an incredibly complicated and difficult drive system to build."
Zeke said, looking at Payne.
"So you're saying that design is possible?"
Payne said with a serious expression.
"There are two ways to do this. The first is that I design the drive system considering the two conditions above. The problem is that just calculating it will take… … about ten years."
Zeke opened his mouth wide.
Payne continued.
"Second, if you have a high-compression magic stone, you can make that furnace with just a simple drive."
Zeke's eyes widened.
"If it's a high-pressure magic stone, isn't it an ancient relic that cannot be made with modern technology?"
Payne nodded.
"That's right. They are rare because they are sometimes found in ancient ruins, and they are incredibly valuable. A magic stone that can produce enough power to fit in this furnace would cost around three thousand gold."
Zeke was in trouble again.
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Even if he was a pureblooded Draker, it was impossible for a new student who had just entered the Academy to borrow a large sum of money, three thousand gold.
If I became an official knight of the main house, I would be able to obtain not only Oman Gold but also High-Compression Magic Stones, but as of now, it was impossible.
'Hmm... ... I need the Sword of Gelion to draw out all the power of the Interruption. What a headache.'
The power of mana is close to the power of pure nature that has not been processed, and because it was not a power that humans could handle in the first place, it was difficult to apply the technology itself.
However, if you can convert mana into aura, you can perform human swordsmanship even with the power of a mid-fight.
That's why Zeke absolutely needed the Sun Sword Gram.
'Damn, where can I get a high-compression magic stone right now?'
While Zeke was pondering, Payne looked closely at the blueprint and was impressed.
"By the way, this design is really well made. Except for the core, the other parts are structured incredibly efficiently. It's hard to find something like this even in the Golden Age ruins… ."
Zeke suddenly came to his senses at Payne's words.
"Now, wait a minute. What did you just say?"
"Huh? Golden Age ruins… … ."
For a moment, something flashed through Zeke's mind.
'If it's a relic of the golden age... ... .'
One piece of information from the future popped into my head.
Zeke stood up and spoke to Payne.
"Professor, please design the drivetrain until I return."
"You really want to commission a design? It could take ten years, no, fifteen years… ."
"I will bring it."
"What are you talking about?"
"High-pressure magic stone."
Zeke said with a serious expression.
"There is a way to save you."