20/23 Bab bonus berkat @Pop di Ko-fi! Setelah insiden itu, Constel ramai dengan cerita tentang Azier yang menjadi guru. Kisah luar biasa tentang Frondier yang memusnahkan segerombolan monster dengan "Kembang Api" dengan cepat tenggelam. "Aster, kamu tidak apa-apa?" Lunia menghampiri Aster dengan raut khawatir. Dia telah mendengar tentang kegagalan Aster untuk mendaratkan bahkan satu pukulan pun pada Azier. "Aku baik-baik saja. Tidak ada luka sedikit pun padaku." Justru ketiadaan luka itulah yang membuatnya frustrasi. Aster sangat dihormati, tapi selalu ada siswa yang iri ke mana pun dia pergi. Seorang rakyat jelata dengan kekuatan ilahi dan bakat luar biasa, Aster adalah target sempurna untuk kecemburuan. "Jadi ini dia 'prospek terbaik Constel', lihatlah dia sekarang..." Sebuah suara yang seolah lewat begitu saja, namun jelas dimaksudkan untuk didengar. Kepala Lunia menoleh cepat. Aster tidak bisa melihat wajahnya, hanya bagian belakang kepalanya, tapi siswa yang telah menyindirnya melarikan diri saat melihat wajah Lunia. Berbalik ke arah Aster, Lunia memasang senyum cerah. "Jangan terlalu khawatir, Aster. Frondier? Dia dipukul di mana-mana. Karena kau berada di level itu, makanya hanya sampai di situ." Mengingat sesi latihan yang ditunjukkan Frondier sebelumnya, Aster berpikir. Terlepas dari bagaimana tampilannya di mata orang lain, Frondier pasti bertarung sedikit lebih baik daripada Aster sendiri. Masalahnya adalah jarak antara dia dan Frondier. Seperti yang dikatakan Lunia, Azier tidak menahan diri saat menghadapi Frondier. Pada tanda kelemahan pertama, Azier tidak ragu melayangkan pukulan, dan Frondier tidak berdaya terhadap segala macam serangan. Namun, area vital seperti wajah, dagu, atau bagian tengah tubuh tetap tidak terkena. Dan kemudian, sundulan kepala terakhir. Berbeda dengan yang lembut yang diterima Aster, itu sangat ganas tanpa tanding. Azier jelas tidak bersikap lunak pada Frondier. Mungkin, karena dia tidak bisa membiarkannya. "Aku pikir aku tidak akan mengandalkan kekuatan ilahi sebanyak mungkin." Itu juga arogansi. Tanpa kekuatan ilahi, bahkan tidak pada Azier, Aster ragu apakah dia bisa mengalahkan Frondier. Tapi merasa rendah diri atau iri pada Frondier terlalu tidak sesuai dengan karakter Aster. Namun, dia tidak tahan kalah. Aster hanya memikirkan bagaimana dia bisa berkembang dari posisinya sekarang. Meskipun dia enggan, Aster sudah tahu jalannya. "Kenapa menghela napas?" "Sepertinya aku harus pergi ke kakakku. Dia selalu berada di ruang latihan setelah kelas." Pendekar pedang terbaik Constel. Secara rasional, itu pilihan sempurna. Merasakan kekurangan dirinya sendiri, Aster berpikir untuk dengan rendah hati meminta pelajaran kepada Ellen. Dia sudah bisa membayangkan Ellen menatapnya dengan ekspresi 'Hah, benarkah?' seolah itu hal sepele. Tapi kemudian, Lunia membuat raut wajah yang halus. "Um, bagaimana kalau pergi lain kali?" "Aku tidak sengaja mendengar sesuatu saat lewat, tapi sepertinya Senior Ellen tidak akan berada di ruang latihan hari ini." "Apa? Kakakku pulang langsung ke rumah?" Itu tidak biasa. Apa dia sakit? Aster hendak menunjukkan kekhawatiran ketika Lunia menggelengkan kepala. "Bukan, dia sedang bertemu pandai besi." Ekspresi Aster dipenuhi rasa ingin tahu yang belum pernah terjadi sebelumnya. Ellen menatap kosong pada pedang yang sudah selesai. Bilah peraknya berkilau, di bawahnya ada gagang sederhana. Pelindung yang memisahkan bilah dari gagang tidak besar, tapi ditopang dengan kokoh. Panjangnya pas untuknya. Cocok di satu tangan atau dua tangan. Dalam segala aspek, desainnya polos, tapi mata Ellen langsung mengenali nilai pedang ini. Frondier, yang berada di sampingnya, mengangguk puas. Setelah Ellen hampir tertipu sebelumnya, Frondier telah memperkenalkannya pada seorang pandai besi. Nama pandai besi itu Neil Jack. Dengan mata berbinar, Ellen bertanya kepada Neil. "Oh, tentu saja. Bagaimanapun, ini dibuat untuk pelanggan." Neil membungkuk, tubuhnya yang berotot membuatnya tampak tidak serasi. Wajahnya sangat ramah, selalu memasang senyum lebar. Awalnya, Ellen tidak mempercayai wajah itu, tapi setelah melihat pedangnya, pendapatnya berubah total. Ellen menahan jari-jarinya secara horizontal dan meletakkan pedang di atasnya. Ini untuk memeriksa titik pusat gravitasi, tapi juga untuk memeriksa bilah dari kerusakan atau kelengkungan. Ellen melepaskan aura-nya dengan ringan sebagai ujian. Energi yang dia pancarkan mengalir ke pedang tanpa hambatan atau goyangan. "...Luar biasa! Sempurna!" "Heh, dengan pujian setinggi itu, aku hampir tidak tahu harus berbuat apa..." Neil meletakkan tangan di kepalanya dan membungkuk lagi. Postur seperti itu sama sekali tidak pantas untuk seorang pandai besi. Citra inilah alasan Neil tetap tidak populer. Keterampilannya sebagai pandai besi tidak tercela, namun dia tetap tidak diakui. "Bagaimana kau tahu orang seperti ini, Frondier? Bagaimana kau bisa bertemu dengannya?" Ellen bertanya, dan Frondier tersenyum canggung. "Uh, seperti yang kubilang sebelumnya, kami tidak benar-benar kenal. Akulah yang mengetahui tentang dia, secara sepihak." Ellen kemudian menoleh ke arah Neil, yang juga mengangguk. "Ya, kau bilang namamu Frondier, kan? Ini pertama kalinya aku melihatmu. Aku tidak yakin mengapa kau mencariku, tapi ini sungguh suatu kehormatan." "Frondier, apakah kau pernah mengunjungi bengkel ini sebelumnya?" Ellen tidak bisa mengerti. Bagaimana bisa satu pihak mengetahui pihak lain padahal mereka belum pernah bertemu? Terlebih lagi karena Neil, si pandai besi, tidak terkenal. Selain itu, Frondier telah berkata, 'Kau bisa mempercayai keterampilannya dengan pasti.' Itu berarti dia sudah mengetahui kemampuan Neil. Tentu saja, dia akan dengan percaya diri memperkenalkannya padanya. Bahkan ketika Ellen menatap Frondier dengan bertanya-tanya, dia hanya merespons dengan senyum.
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After the incident, Constel buzzed with the story of Azier becoming a teacher. The unbelievable tale of Frondier wiping out a horde of monsters with "Fireworks" quickly died down. "Aster, are you okay?" Lunia approached Aster with a worried look. She had heard about Aster's failure to land even a single hit on Azier. "I'm fine. Not a scratch on me." It was the lack of injuries that frustrated him, though. Aster was well-respected, but there were always those envious students wherever he went. A commoner with exceptional divine power and talent, Aster was the perfect target for jealousy. "So much for the 'top prospect of Constel,' look at him now..." A voice that seemed to pass by, yet clearly intended to be heard. Lunia's head snapped around. Aster couldn't see her face, only the back of her head, but the student who had been mocking him fled at the sight of Lunia's face. Turning back to Aster, Lunia wore a bright smile. "Don't worry too much, Aster. Frondier? He's been hit everywhere. It's because you're at that level that it stopped there." Remembering the sparring session Frondier had shown earlier, Aster thought. Regardless of how it appeared to others, Frondier had definitely fought a bit better than Aster himself. The problem was the gap between him and Frondier. Just as Lunia said, Azier didn't hold back when facing Frondier. At the first sign of weakness, Azier didn't hesitate to throw a punch, and Frondier was defenseless against all sorts of attacks. However, vital areas like the face, chin, or the center of the body remained unhit. And then, the final headbutt. Unlike the gentle one Aster received, it was fiercely unmatched. Azier definitely didn't go easy on Frondier. Perhaps, because he couldn't afford to. "I thought I wouldn't rely on divine power as much as possible." That too was arrogance. Without divine power, not even in Azier, Aster doubted if he could beat Frondier. But feeling inferior or jealous of Frondier was too out of character for Aster. Yet, he couldn't stand losing. Aster just thought about how he could grow from where he was now. Though he was reluctant, Aster already knew the way. "What's with the sigh?" "I guess I have to go to my sister. She's always in the sparring room after class." The top swordsman of Constel. Rationally speaking, it's the perfect choice. Feeling his own shortcomings, Aster was thinking of humbly asking Ellen for lessons. He could already imagine Ellen looking at him with a 'Huh, really?' expression, as if it were something trivial. But then, Lunia made a subtle face. "Um, how about going next time?" "I overheard something while passing by, but it seems like Senior Ellen won't be in the training room today." "What? My sister is going straight home?" That's unusual. Is she sick? Aster was about to show some concern when Lunia shook her head. "No, she's meeting a blacksmith." Aster's expression was filled with unprecedented curiosity. Ellen was staring blankly at the finished sword. The silver blade shone, below it was a simple hilt. The guard that separated the blade from the hilt was not big, but it was solidly supported. The length was just right for her. It fit well in either one hand or both. In every aspect, the design was plain, but Ellen's eyes immediately recognized the value of this sword. Frondier, who was next to her, nodded in satisfaction. After Ellen was almost scammed before, Frondier had introduced her to a blacksmith. The blacksmith's name was Neil Jack. With sparkling eyes, Ellen asked Neil. "Oh, of course. It was made for a customer, after all." Neil bowed, his muscular frame making it seem incongruous. His face was endlessly kind, always wearing a broad smile. Initially, Ellen didn't trust that face, but having seen the sword, her opinion had completely changed. Ellen held her fingers horizontally and placed the sword on top of them. This was to check the center of gravity, but also to inspect the blade for any damage or curvature. Ellen lightly released her aura as a test. The energy she emitted flowed into the sword without any obstruction or wavering. "...Incredible! It's perfect!" "Heh, with such high praise, I hardly know what to do with myself..." Neil placed a hand on his head and bowed again. Such a posture was altogether unfitting for a blacksmith. This image was the reason Neil had remained unpopular. His skills as a blacksmith were beyond reproach, yet he had remained unrecognized. "How do you know such a person, Frondier? How did you come to meet him?" Ellen asked, to which Frondier awkwardly smiled. "Uh, as I mentioned before, we're not exactly acquaintances. I'm the one who knows of him, one-sidedly." Ellen then turned to look at Neil, who also nodded. "Yes, you said your name was Frondier, right? It's my first time seeing you. I'm not sure why you sought me out, but it's an honor indeed." "Frondier, have you visited this forge before?" Ellen couldn't understand. How could one side know of the other when they had never met? Especially since Neil, the blacksmith, was not well-known. Moreover, Frondier had said, 'You can trust his skills with certainty.' That meant he already knew of Neil's abilities. Naturally, he would confidently introduce him to her. Even when Ellen looked questioningly at Frondier, he only responded with a smile.
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