I Received The Holy Sword By Dawn Delivery (4 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 15
It’s over.
“The first place in latent Holy Power among third-years goes to Lucena Golden. Please come forward.”
The Holy Studies professor, wearing a round juketto on his head, called Lucena to the podium.
Latent Holy Power referred to one’s “potential” to generate Holy Power.
Since true Holy Power could only be properly awakened upon becoming a full-fledged priest, cadets were evaluated not on actual Holy Power but on their latent potential.
Lucena, who had been clutching her head in despair, let out a defeated sigh the moment her name was called.
“Lucena Golden?”
The professor called her name once more.
Instead of Lucena, Hans suddenly leapt from his seat, clapping loudly above his head and shouting, “Lady Lucena, I admire you!”—making Lucena’s already mortified and heavy rear end feel even heavier.
Hans finally quieted down and sat back only after receiving Lucena’s sharp glare, having just pressured a few weaker cadets into doing wave-style applause like a thug.
‘Why did they have to test latent Holy Power of all things on this midterm!’
This midterm for “Application of Holy Power” consisted of two parts: a latent Holy Power score and a practical exercise purifying monsters using that power.
‘If only I’d known this earlier, I would’ve left that Holy Sword pendant back in the dorm!’
The latent Holy Power test simply required placing one’s hand on a crystal orb that measured divine energy.
Without a second thought, Lucena placed her hand atop the orb. And yet, the orb—which had only faintly glowed when other cadets touched it…
「The great Holy Sword Vizbi shall momentarily forget the virtue of humility.」
‘Wha—what?’
Blazed explosively the instant it made contact with Lucena.
The watching cadets gaped in astonishment, jaws practically dropping to the floor.
“No way! Did Lucena Golden really just do that?”
“I seriously thought lightning struck the lecture hall just now!”
At least Matian wasn’t present—that was a small mercy.
Matian was taking his exam separately in another classroom.
Members of the Wiegartz family couldn’t use the standard latent Holy Power meter; the crystal turned black upon their touch, so their Holy Studies exams were replaced with written tests.
Legend claimed this was because a fragment of demon essence had seeped into Hero Wiegartz’s heart during the ancient Demon War.
‘Could that old myth about carrying a demon’s heart actually be true?’
Recalling the unbelievable legend, Lucena walked toward the podium.
“That’s truly astonishing, Lucena Golden.”
The professor praised her with a gentle smile.
“You’ve always shown high latent Holy Power, but I never imagined such dramatic improvement! Did you perhaps receive a divine revelation?”
“Ah, well…”
Lucena scrambled to concoct an excuse as quickly as possible.
Since her body had already been known for high latent potential, whatever she said probably wouldn’t raise major suspicion.
Ah, whatever.
“I… received a revelation urging me to strive for world peace and environmental protection.”
She blurted out a beauty-pageant cliché to deflect suspicion.
After all, she couldn’t just say, “I’m carrying a Holy Sword brimming with divine power,” now could she?
Hearing this, the professor was so moved that tears welled in his eyes.
“What an incredibly noble revelation, Lucena Golden!”
Maybe she’d gone too far—she probably should’ve left out the environmental protection part.
“High Priest Nain himself will surely wish to meet you.”
The professor lavished praise, noting yet again her Golden lineage.
From a corner of the lecture hall, someone muttered, “A mere adopted child without a drop of Golden blood!”—but Hans promptly silenced him with a sharp smack to the back of his head, restoring peace to the room.
Meanwhile, the professor selected the largest of several boxes lined up on the podium and dragged it over to Lucena.
Its contents were unknown, but the box rocked violently side to side, emitting a screeching metallic sound.
“Now then, shall we test your purification ability? Given your exceptional latent Holy Power, I believe even the highest difficulty should be manageable.”
As the professor removed the black cloth covering the box…
“Chweeeek!”
A young griffin appeared inside the cage-like box.
Griffins—monsters with the lower body of a lion and the upper body of an eagle—became fearsome predators upon maturity, capable of easily tearing apart elephants weighing over three tons.
It immediately began twisting the iron bars with its beak, clearly eager to attack Lucena.
“That’s… strange. I definitely gave it a calming potion before bringing it here… Why’s it so agitated?”
Moreover, it seemed unnaturally powerful, as if someone had temporarily amplified its strength.
Soon, it started bending the iron bars inscribed with high-tier seals.
Creeeak!
An ominous atmosphere filled the room. In a panic, the professor hastily uncovered the other boxes on the podium.
The monsters—previously sedated for the exam—now thrashed wildly inside their cages as if bewitched by dark magic.
A small shadow peeked through the window into the lecture hall before vanishing.
A dwarf? Or perhaps a gnome? The professor glanced that way but had no time to investigate.
“Wait a moment, students. We’ll have to suspend the exam.”
The professor began using Holy Power to calm each frenzied monster one by one.
However, subduing over twenty monsters took time, causing some inexperienced cadets to tremble in fear.
“A-are those things about to break out of their cages?”
“Exactly. Even for the professor, handling this many monsters seems impossible.”
“Besides, Matian and Chad aren’t even here right now.”
Crash! Screeeech! Kwak!
At that moment, all the awakened monsters burst through their cages simultaneously.
“Aaah! Everyone, get out of the way!”
“What’s this? The door’s locked! We can’t get out!”
Cadets trying to flee yanked desperately at the door, but it wouldn’t budge.
Some collapsed to the floor in tears, while others drew their swords and fought bravely.
Notably, Bolton and Aaron from the student council stood out.
The largest and smallest members of the student council—whose weapon preferences seemed oddly similar—were swinging cricket bats they’d grabbed from a classroom corner, beating back monsters left and right.
They didn’t even bother with the practice swords at their waists.
The professor summoned Holy Power to erect protective barriers around the cadets. Only then did he belatedly remember Lucena.
She’d been standing right next to the strongest monster they’d brought—the griffin—so she must surely be injured.
“Lucena! Cadet Lucena, where are you?”
The professor turned toward where Lucena had been standing.
Lucena stood with one foot planted firmly on the griffin, which was now collapsed like a hunting dog.
She’d instantly subdued and successfully purified the creature.
Seeing Lucena holding not a practice sword but a mop handle, the professor mused that this year’s graduating class had rather peculiar weapon preferences.
But regardless…
“That’s truly remarkable, Lucena Golden!”
To purify the strongest monster they’d brought so effortlessly! The professor’s eyes sparkled with admiration.
By then, the other monsters had also been dealt with by the cadets.
The professor awarded Lucena the highest score for purifying the most powerful monster and graded the rest based on their bravery in battle.
“Wow, since when did deadweight Lucena start pulling her weight?”
“Right? Ever since she ran away from the military academy and came back with her head screwed on straight, she’s been amazing.”
Even those reluctant to admit it had no choice but to acknowledge her performance.
Of course, some seethed with envy. A ruffian seated in the corner clenched his fists, trembling with rage.
“Lucena Golden, that bastard… refused to do as told!”
“C-calm down, Zwei. H-hic!”
A cadet trying to restrain Zwei flinched, shrinking back.
Thud! Zwei hurled his textbook, and it stabbed into the wooden floor.
Noticing the commotion, Lucena shot Zwei a quick glance.
‘Who’s that orc-like guy?’
Compared to Matian’s piercing glare, that thug’s hostility was mere child’s play.
Whether that punk glared at her or not, Lucena showed no joy over her unwanted first place, pressing a hand to her forehead.
Her mind was entirely preoccupied with worries about the truly dangerous person—there was no room left for petty thugs like him.
‘At this rate, I’ll end up ranked right alongside Matian.’
If that happened, that insufferable guy would surely challenge her to a duel.
‘I absolutely must avoid that.’
It wasn’t the first time she’d seen him smile pleasantly while mercilessly cutting down his sparring partner on the training grounds.
She recalled how, even as his opponent lay bleeding on the ground, Matian would keep smiling carefree—and how the cadets, swept up in his aura, would applaud enthusiastically. Imagining herself as that opponent sent chills racing down her spine.
‘Before I provoke him, I’ll just score the absolute lowest in the remaining subjects. That way, I’ll finish with an unnoticeable rank.’
Her goal was to graduate quietly as the most ordinary cadet possible!
With renewed resolve, Lucena stuffed the griffin she’d felled into a large sack and tidied up.
[This is the timeline separator]‘Have I already drifted too far from ordinary?’
Lucena, who had just stepped out of the lecture hall, thought to herself as she looked at her wrist—still held by Matian.
This was already the second time he’d grabbed her wrist.
After finishing her Holy Studies exam, she’d been walking down the corridor when Matian, having just completed his alternate exam in another classroom, seized her arm.
“I heard the news, Lucena. Congratulations on scoring highest.”
‘How does news spread so fast?’
Lucena awkwardly smiled, hiding the sack containing the griffin behind her back.
It wasn’t like the sack was small enough to conceal—but she could always claim it was just trash from cleaning up the chaotic lecture hall.
“It was… just luck.”
“Your latent Holy Power score was always high, so it wasn’t luck. I hope we’ll have good competition from now on.”
Matian extended his right hand toward Lucena with a kind expression.
Even in that moment, he was busy checking his reflection in the window.
The way he constantly admired his own face made it clear he knew how handsome he was.
‘Kind of a prince complex, huh? Anyway, is this hand supposed to be for a handshake?’
She shouldn’t distrust people needlessly, but he didn’t seem to genuinely want to shake hands.
It felt more like he’d deliberately offered his hand after noticing she’d hidden the sack behind her back.
So Lucena simply raised her left hand and gave his a high-five instead.
“Me, competing with you? That doesn’t make sense, Matian.”
“…”
“You’ll always be the top student. Fighting!”
After cheering him on, Lucena hoisted the sack she’d been hiding behind her back and quickly walked down the corridor.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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