We headed towards the venue of the martial arts tournant.
The city of Selene gets enveloped in a bustling atmosphere reminiscent of the New Year.
What was different from before was the presence of cute dolls hanging from the eaves of buildings.
These dolls were modeled after wall golems and hung up during the festival period to pray for a year of safety.
By looking around, I saw many stalls catering to these dolls.
As we glanced at young children carefully examining the dolls with serious expressions, we entered the northwestern part of Selene.
The venue for the martial arts tournant was the Rurukto Academy, the only academy with an arena for combat.
Rurukto Academy was one of the three major academies.
Rurukto himself was a real magician from a later era than Alphas and Lapnas, excelling more in political power than magical prowess.
He was said to have shaped the direction of the Council.
We soon arrived at the arena.
Its shape was elliptical, resembling more a football field than the ancient arenas of the past life.
We joined the line at the entrance and presented our student IDs. Students participating in the martial arts tournant had free entry, while other academy students and the general public paid a large copper coin for entry.
Surprisingly, many people were paying, making it seem like entertainnt for the Birthday Celebration.
As we walked through the stone corridor, a bright exit drew near, accompanied by a growing clamor like the sound of the tide.
I shielded my eyes from the sudden sunlight. Beneath my palm, young people were wielding weapons.
They're quite skilled.
They're not very tall, probably 3rd-year students.
"Let's go over there."
Lambert pointed to the seats.
We took our seats and surveyed the arena.
There were more empty seats than I had expected.
The arena could hold around five thousand people, and only about half were filled.
Even the covered VIP seats showed no sign of occupancy.
The martial arts tournant had just begun, so it wasn't yet at its peak.
Nonetheless, I was still a bit moved.
The majority of the spectators were children of the sa age.
Selene was known as an academic city, but to be honest, I hadn't felt it much before.
Even when walking through the city, I rarely ca across groups of children, and since no academy had uniforms, it was hard to distinguish students from residents.
Seeing over a thousand children right in front of my eyes, I finally understood that this was indeed an academic city.
Among them, I focused on a group of conspicuous children.
They sat properly, shouting enthusiastic cheers.
Their attire was varied, yet they have a strange sense of unity.
"That's Rurukto Academy over there. They're required to support as part of their school rules."
Felix noticed my gaze and inford .
"Really? We're free to do whatever."
"I believe most academies are like that. It's their ho ground, so they probably don't want to lose."
I nodded, feeling a bit sympathetic.
No matter how much they cheer, it's going to be difficult to defeat Halvis. Our generation is facing a nightmare.
Glancing at the stage, it seed the previous battle had ended, and another pair was clashing swords.
Just as I thought, it's probably like this.
Thanks to my accumulated experiences, I could sense the opponent's strength without using [Appraisal].
The boy wielding his sword desperately was around [One-handed Sword] 3, while his opponent was slightly lower, maybe [One-handed Sword] 2.
Considering overall strength, Lambert and Felix would probably have a good chance against them now.
These students in front of weren't particularly weak.
There wasn't much difference among the students. Even by the 4th or 5th year. Do their levels didn't increase significantly?
Genuine talents like Halvis or are rare.
The match ended, and another set of 3rd-year students stepped onto the stage.
The upperclassn haven't appeared since earlier…
I had an uneasy feeling and asked Felix.
"Hey, could it be that only 3rd-years are participating today?"
"Please wait a mont."
Felix stood up and headed toward the Rurukto Academy students.
After a few exchanges, he returned.
"I apologize. The preliminary matches are for the 3third-years. Fourth and fifth years will participate in the main tournant. It's more than half a month away."
"I see. Can't help it if we've co all this way. Even the 3rd-years might have sothing to offer."
Lambert started saying sothing strange as I suppressed a sigh.
"Then, how about you explain the matches?"
"Explain… the matches?"
"You should be able to do it."
It's not about whether I can do it or not. What will I gain from it? To be honest.
"Unfortunately, I don't possess such a skill. Besides, what you guys understand is just—"
"That's not the point."
Lambert interrupted before I could finish.
His expression remained unchanged, but his eyes had a strange glint.
"Truth be told, I was planning to challenge you to a serious match at the right ti."
Another incomprehensible confession.
Without waiting for a response from , Lambert continued.
"After watching the mock battles, I realized you're better than . However, I lost that motivation after the first term's outdoor exercises. I can't compete with you. Our strengths are too different."
Feeling unsure how to reply, I turned my attention to the match.
So, the leader battle was a turning point.
That's why he asked for my help.
Even if he could gauge my abilities through half-hearted mock battles, that alone should be enough to show his keen perception.
"The student on the left—his specialty is mounted combat."
Both Lambert and Felix turned their attention to my words.
"He wields a spear and wears riding boots."
"True, there's sothing attached to the heels."
"Beast's fang? Are they spurs?"
"That's right. He must have used shoes he's accustod to. His thrust is sharp, but his handling is awkward. He prioritizes mounted combat so much that he didn't focus much on close combat."
As Lambert and Felix discussed, I pointed out the opposing student next to .
"And the opponent's student is the shieldbearer."
"Shieldbearer… Just like an adventurer."
"It's quite characteristic. Skilled in defense to break down enemies. In return, he lacks offensive power."
"Neither is skilled in this type of battle."
I could understand even without using [Appraisal] at this level.
I could tell without any problem, after seeing nurous adventurers and gaining practical experience.
The battle between the two had the appearance of a fierce struggle, yet the spear user managed to win sohow.
He seed to be a student from Rurukto Academy, as a wave of cheers erupted from a corner of the audience.
Waving to the audience, the spear user returned to the waiting room, casting a rather hostile glance in our direction.
Lambert spoke up.
"If it were a team battle, would the shieldbearer have won?"
"It depends on their overall abilities, but probably. Conversely, in mounted combat, the spear user would have the upper hand."
After that, I explained as much as I could.
It was more beneficial to speculate about the opponents' abilities based on their characteristics and plan how to approach the battle, rather than just watching passively.
Surprisingly, Lambert and Felix seed to recover from their lancholic mood and watched the remaining matches with the seriousness one would expect on a battlefield.
However, I didn't gain much from this. I could strip opponents bare using [Appraisal] without observation, and with [High-speed Movent] and [Multiple Chanting], I could handle most opponents.
Realizing that I reflected on my actions.
That's why it's not working. I've pointed it out, yet I haven't learned my lesson.
The next contestants took the stage.
As I watched them, I placed my hand on my shoulder.
Perhaps I should train again. With my Shamshir.
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