I Received The Holy Sword By Dawn Delivery (4 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 14
“Miss Lucena, next period is Practical Magic!”
Hans, whom she’d thoroughly humiliated earlier, now checked Lucena’s schedule like a personal secretary.
Behind Hans, Potato 2 and Potato 3 carried Lucena’s textbooks and pencil case.
After getting soundly thrashed once, Hans’s faction had done a complete 180-degree turn and now followed Lucena with zealous loyalty.
“When purifying someone with holy power, the weaker the person, the higher the chance they’ll be enlightened, my lord.”
The Holy Sword referred to this phenomenon as “enlightenment.” Lucena had wondered if such an ability even existed, but thanks to them, her school life had become considerably easier—so it wasn’t all bad.
‘After what happened last time, I really want to whack him hard with a mop handle… but I’ll keep watching for now.’
Lucena fixed Hans with a sharp gaze.
Thinking it looked like the hungry glare of a predator, Hans quickly pulled out a bag of bread he’d prepared in advance.
“Miss Lucena, you like bread, right? Here’s some mountain rabbit bread.”
The effect was incredible. The once-fierce predator, now contentedly clutching bread, lost all fighting spirit and smiled happily.
“Hehe, you really brought this, huh?”
Thinking carbohydrates were truly the best remedy for anger, Lucena munched on the bread as she headed toward the classroom.
The corridor—neither too wide nor too narrow—was packed full of people. It felt like boarding a subway during rush hour.
On the left were second-years just finishing class and heading to other colleges, and on the right were third-years squeezing into their classrooms.
“Protect Miss Lucena!”
The Potato Trio desperately tried to carve out space, but even they were helpless against the overwhelming tide of students.
“Uuugh, sorry, Miss Lucena!”
“Our legs got tangled, Miss Lucena!”
With their weak lower bodies flailing about, Lucena, stuck between them, found it even harder to breathe. Honestly, these guys weren’t helpful at all.
‘If only I were a bit taller, I wouldn’t have to suffer like this.’
Though average for a woman, her petite stature stood out noticeably among cadets.
Yet not a single cadet paid special attention to it.
In a place where you occasionally saw foreign students of various races—beastkin with ears or dwarves—how could anyone possibly care just because someone was short?
‘Ugh, I can’t breathe!’
Just as Lucena, bread clenched in her mouth, flattened herself among the sweaty cadets—
Someone grabbed her by the scruff of the neck and lifted her straight up.
Huh? Lucena wriggled and turned her head.
She saw piercing blue eyes looking down at her with an expression of pity.
“Matian?”
“You should drink more milk instead of eating bread, Lucena.”
Matian smiled gently as he advised her to drink more milk.
Though the hand holding her scruff looked oddly as if it were grasping a dirty rag.
“Then why not just let me go?”
“I haven’t even had a proper sparring match with you yet. It’d be a shame if you got crushed to death in a place like this.”
“…Is that really something to say with a smile?”
“You should focus on the part where I’d be the one feeling regretful, Lucena.”
Matian carried Lucena by the scruff all the way to the classroom.
Because of that, Lucena had to enter the classroom looking utterly ridiculous—like a cat caught stealing bread.
[This is the timeline separator]This lecture was Imperial History.
Lucena sighed as she looked down at her midterm exam paper.
‘There’s no clear answer coming to mind for this subject.’
Though this body had excelled in Basic Medicine and Theology, it seemed utterly hopeless at history, possessing almost no relevant knowledge.
And Lucena, having only recently reincarnated into this world, had equally shallow historical knowledge.
Yet suddenly, Lucena’s hand began moving uncontrollably, swiftly filling the blank exam paper with answers.
The Holy Sword was pressuring her.
“The answer to question 21 is Closet, who laid the foundations for theology and herbalism.”
“You got question 25 wrong. The Demon War broke out on Imperial Year 135, April 2nd.”
‘Ugh, I don’t care. Let’s just move on.’
“Fine, move on. But the great Vizbi will remember your ridiculous mistakes for eternity.”
‘Seriously, did some perfect-score ghost attach itself to this damn sword? Why’s it doing this to me?’
“Oh dear, solving problems with such a twisted mindset made you misspell it, my lord. You omitted the ‘L’ in ‘Golden’, the Archmage’s name.
How can you make such a mistake? Do you even have a conscience? Should I start calling you Lucena Gorden from now on?”
‘I’m exhausted, seriously.’
“Bravo, my lord! You forgot yet again the cause of the Demon War we reviewed so thoroughly yesterday. Truly, Lucena Gorden!”
The Holy Sword repeated the cause of the Demon War exactly three times—mentioning Lucena’s earlier spelling error—until she wrote it down correctly.
“I’ll remind you: the reason the dark mages summoned the Demon’s Egg to start the Demon War was to extract the ‘Black Sage’ from within and create a new humanity to conquer the Empire.”
‘Enough already! I just wrote it all down here.’
“Wrong. That answer is incomplete. As I said, their goal was to extract the ‘Black Sage’ from the egg to forge a new humanity and take over the Empire.”
‘Sigh. Those damn dark mages—just who the heck is this Black Sage that they had to mess everything up and make history so complicated?’
“She’s presumed to be either the immortal Demon King herself or the vessel containing the Demon King. Since dark mages gain immense power by sacrificing their own life force, obtaining immortality would make them truly invincible.”
“I see.”
“Then write it down, my lord.”
Eventually, Lucena clutched her head in frustration during the exam, visibly worn out.
‘Think about it, Vizbi. If I suddenly ace every subject, people are obviously going to get suspicious.’
“It’s fine. The great Holy Sword Vizbi’s power is genuine, not fake.”
‘I’m not talking about you—I’m talking about me! It’s not fine for me!’
“Do I, as magnificent as I am, really have to worry about your reputation too?”
Wow, would you look at this sword.
The piece of metal that once acted like a cold AI was now spouting such rude remarks.
Lucena tried her best to ignore the Holy Sword’s words, but her right hand—seemingly bewitched by Vizbi’s voice—kept writing answers exactly as instructed.
‘Has this damn Vizbi taken control of my body now?’
Lucena grabbed her own wildly moving right hand with her left.
Just then, the exam-proctoring professor passed by her desk, saw her bizarre behavior, and frowned.
“Young lady, are you feeling unwell?”
“Ugh… my hand just keeps moving on its own…”
“Is there something wrong with your hand?”
“It just keeps writing correct answers!”
Oops. Did I just say that out loud? Lucena panicked and quickly checked the professor’s expression.
The professor stared at her as if she were mad, clicked his tongue disapprovingly, and walked away.
[This is the timeline separator]After a series of trials, Lucena was the very last to submit her exam paper.
The professor skimmed through it, then looked up at her in clear astonishment.
“You said your name was Lucena Golden, correct?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“You and Matian Wiegartz are the only ones who solved the final question.”
To think a student who’d been uttering nonsense could produce such an outstanding answer.
“At this rate, you and Matian will both earn perfect scores for this course…”
“No, no! That can’t happen!”
Lucena flailed her hands as if having a seizure.
Knowing Matian’s personality—outwardly composed but secretly hardworking—he’d be extremely annoyed to share first place with someone.
‘Besides, with the Holy Sword already making me suspicious, I absolutely can’t afford to stand out.’
But the professor seemed to have misunderstood.
“Huh… Lucena, you must’ve studied desperately enough to even surpass Matian.”
“Ah, no, that’s not it!”
“No need to be modest. As a professor, it’s quite heartwarming to see a student so devoted to studies. But let me tell you something—it reminds me of my younger self…”
The middle-aged professor patted Lucena’s shoulder, his eyes glistening with tears.
“It’s not right to study until your mind breaks.”
“Huh?”
“You should come to graduate school. That path suits someone obsessed with studying perfectly.”
He handed Lucena his business card, saying it had his lab’s address.
Lucena didn’t answer immediately.
Though she wasn’t entirely sure, graduate school didn’t seem like something to enter lightly—whether in her past life or this one.
“Then hold onto your sanity tightly and think it over, new rival of Matian Wiegartz.”
Declaring Lucena as Matian’s new rival, the professor left the classroom.
Lucena quickly glanced around, worried someone might have overheard.
If that remark reached Matian’s ears, he’d surely be furious that anyone dared compare him to Lucena.
‘And then he’d utterly crush me—with a smile on his face.’
Lucena trudged slowly toward another college for her next lecture.
Hans and his group kept pestering her, asking, “Miss Lucena, why the gloomy face!”—but Lucena just stared absently at drifting clouds and sighed deeply.
Next class was “Application of Holy Power,” wasn’t it?
‘Vizbi, if you cause a fuss again, I swear I’ll leave you in my room from now on!’
Lucena firmly resolved to maintain an utterly ordinary rank in this subject.
She wouldn’t stand out with exceptional scores ever again.
Until graduation day, she’d remain perfectly average—seen but unnoticed—and quietly graduate!
Male lead is a Love-Obsessed Merman
When he discovers she has gone, he risks everything to pursue her on land, enduring agonizing pain to transform his tail into human legs…
One-line summary: Male lead chases female lead. The male lead’s love is a bit sick, an invincible love brain.
Synopsis
During a voyage at sea, Jiang Yang accidentally captures a merman.
Servant: I heard that mermen are fierce and brutal.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman obediently rubbing her palm like a puppy: “You call this fierce and brutal?”
Servant: I heard that mermen have no human nature.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman with wet puppy eyes, obsessively calling her ‘A Yang’ like a childish infant: “You call this having no human nature?”
With great difficulty, she releases the merman back into the sea and returns to shore.
Who would have thought that in less than half a month, the merman, who should have been freely wandering in the South China Sea, would shed his scales, endure the pain of losing his tail, transform into human legs, and come ashore to find her?
He kneels at her feet, rubbing her palm, with merman tears rolling down: “A Yang, don’t abandon me.”
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