Magic Academy Bans Harem

Chapter 318 Shadow Sword Saint

Although some old-timers in the Elson style, such as Master N'Gu, always complain that the Elson style is getting worse with each generation.

But in reality, Elson's momentum has been very good over the years.

Putting aside everything else, just in terms of high-end combat power, besides Roland, who is already a sword saint, there is also Freud in the Elson family alone.

Anyone with even a basic understanding of the increasingly closed field of swordsmanship would have no doubt that Freud would claim the title of the next Sword Saint. Rumors even circulated that Freud already possessed the strength to challenge the Sword Saint, but refrained from competing with his brother due to familial ties.

Without a doubt, Freud's name was very famous in this era. Compared to the more widely known title "Shadow Sword Saint," people probably preferred to call him "Shadow Sword Saint."

But upon learning this, the goddess of bathing and Millie couldn't help but feel puzzled.

If Freud is qualified to be a sword saint now, then why is Roland still the sword saint ten years later?

They had hardly ever heard of the name Freud before.

Could it be that some unfortunate accident caused Floyd to "exit" the stage?

While the goddess of the bath and Millie were still wondering, Freud had already come into their line of sight.

He was a blond young man who should be in his early twenties.

As for appearance
The Goddess of Bath never had a precise understanding of the Elson family's genes. If there was a good example, the Elson family had Cortrinie. A stunningly beautiful woman who could turn heads wherever she went. But in contrast to Cortrinie, well, there was Charlotte. Not that she was particularly ugly, just rather ordinary. Her individual features were actually quite good, but they didn't quite blend together.

Roland, on the other hand, is always unkempt, so it's hard to tell what he would look like after a proper rest.

Now, with Freud as an example, the Goddess of Bath believes that the Elson family's genes are generally "high-quality".

Bright blonde hair that falls naturally without appearing messy. A tall yet elegant figure and gait. And an overall atmosphere that is dignified yet naturally approachable.

The goddess of bathing felt that Freud seemed to fit the imagined image of a "prince" better than the so-called prince who had had an unpleasant encounter with Miriam.

As a swordsman, Freud carried two swords at his waist and wore a thin arm guard on his right hand.

However, these elements do not make him look barbaric or dangerous in the slightest.

Perhaps because he didn't recognize the goddess of the bath and Millie, Freud naturally ignored them and then came to Charlotte's side, who was waving to him.

"It's been a while since I've seen Xia Luoluo. How have you been lately?"

In a squatting position that resembled kneeling on one knee, but with his knee not touching the ground, Freud squatted in front of Charlotte, tilting his face slightly upward and smiling at his niece.

Before Xia Luoluo could say anything, he continued.

"Have you grown a lot taller? When we met before, our eyes were level."

"It's not that exaggerated! Didn't you just come here a few months ago? Besides, I haven't grown much in almost six months."

Xia Luoluo, who was in a good mood at first, became visibly frustrated after her height was mentioned.

Seeing that his words, meant to comfort a child, were misplaced, Freud remained calm, continuing to feign surprise with a benevolent expression.
"How could that be? I trust my judgment. Either you've grown a lot taller, or I've shrunk. Hmm, it must be a problem with the measuring tape! The craftsmen in the family are rather careless, so their grasp of measurement isn't very accurate. I'll have someone make a more precise measuring tape in a few days. Then, they can accurately measure your height, and you'll know exactly how much you've grown."

Floyd, without batting an eye, shifted the blame onto the ruler.

"Really?"

Such outrageous words are probably only believed by Xia Luoluo.

“Of course it’s true. Speaking of which, you’re growing so fast right now, you might be taller than Roland in a few years. When that happens, Roland will probably feel quite embarrassed looking at his daughter who’s a head taller than him.”

Although the words were meant to coax Charlotte, the Goddess of Bath and Millie still noticed that Freud would also call Roland by his first name.

As far as I can remember, everyone seemed to be calling Roland by his first name.

It's hard to say whether it's a personal style or if Roland really doesn't have much authority in real life.

Charlotte, who will call Roland "old man" in the future, is already one of the people who respects him the most.

"It doesn't need to be that tall. Just taller than that guy Ritas is fine!"

"Sure, sure, of course. But that's a very low goal. In my opinion, Ritas has already reached his limit."

Freud and Charlotte chatted happily about the cricket Ritas.

The goddess of the bath and Millie, seemingly ignored, watched silently. It felt less like Freud understood how to interact with Charlotte, and more like this uncle was negatively influencing her.
After a brief introduction, the group boarded the Elson family's black luxury carriage and headed to the "Fortress City," an extension of the Western Fortress, as planned.

Initially, Freud showed some enthusiasm upon learning that the Bathing Goddess and Millie were Charlotte's friends. However, after learning that they were commoner girls who had lost their memories in the incident two months prior, in which Dino's butler died, Freud's attitude noticeably cooled.

It wasn't that the goddess of the bath and Millie were sensitive. Rather, it was because the two looked like children that Freud didn't bother to hide his attitude.

Although, from a neutral perspective, the Goddess of Bath and Millie could understand Freud's bluntness. After all, expecting all nobles to be as approachable as Roland and Charlotte is unrealistic.

However, while I can understand it, it's not pleasant to experience something like this happen to you.

In the carriage, Floyd chatted with Charlotte about their recent lives.

After Roland stepped down from the front lines, Freud, who had been his deputy for years, naturally shouldered more responsibilities. In addition, the monsters in the Dark Forest were unusually restless during this period, making Freud's current situation sound like a completely unrealistic fantasy story.

Either you go out alone to wipe them out, or have a heart-to-heart talk with a monster horde numbering over a thousand. Or you cleave them in two with a single sword stroke, or trim the fur of a gigantic, hairless monster as tall as a tower.

In short, even with Freud's embellishments, the Bathing Goddess and Millie were still stunned. The Western Frontier Army stationed in the Dark Forest, along with everyone else, seemed to live in another world. While others lived peaceful lives, they often faced omnipresent danger and slaughter.

Just as major events occur every semester at Earls Academy, students from other magic academies would likely not believe it. The recent events Freud recounted were things that ordinary people would find hard to believe.

As we chatted, the conversation turned to our outing that day.

"The reason you asked me to accompany you out this morning is because you wanted to skip training at the Cross Hall, right, Charlotte?"

Floyd arrived at the Elson mansion early that morning. He barely rested; Charlotte had only called him once, and this uncle immediately rushed over to act as his niece's bodyguard.

"Ah."

Xia Luoluo readily admitted it.
"Don't even mention skipping it today, I don't want to train anymore either. I'll never understand it anyway. I've never felt anything like 'qi' or anything like that since I was born!"

Hearing Charlotte's complaint, the Goddess of Bath looked at Millie beside her with some curiosity.

So Elson's style involves practicing abstract things like "breath control"? And since Millie was able to practice so well in the Cross Hall, does that mean she can now do it too?
"Just sending you straight into the Cross Hall... I don't know what Roland was thinking. Clearly, being strong doesn't mean he'll teach. Anyway, it's too early to give up now, Charlotte, you can definitely do it! It's just... well, some people are precocious, some are late bloomers. When I was little, I was always terrible at training, and my family even gave up on me at one point. But these past few years, things I used to not understand or be able to do have suddenly become simple. So, maybe in a few years, Charlotte, you'll be just like me."

Freud patiently persuaded him.

The Bathing Goddess was almost moved to tears. The legendary "Shadow Sword Saint" made up a story about his lack of talent in his early years to appease the child. What made the Bathing Goddess even more saddened was that, more than ten years later, Xia Luoluo still had not shown any talent whatsoever.

It's there in the morning and at night, but not in wisdom.

"How about this, I'll find you the most suitable swordsmanship teacher. I can also try to make time for it."

"No need, no need. It's not interesting anyway. I've been learning magic from Millie lately! Magic is much more interesting, and if I get hungry while practicing, I can grab a bite to eat."

"Want to grab a bite while you're at it?"

Unperturbed by the interruption, Freud simply repeated the sentence before turning his gaze to Millie inside the carriage.

Under Freud's gaze, Millie, though not quite like a frog locked in a snake's grasp, still felt extremely uncomfortable.

From the moment this young prospective swordsman appeared, he gave her an indescribable sense of unease.

"Since Charlotte wants to learn magic, she should find the best teacher. Perhaps she should look for some unemployed professors in the magic world, or at least a legendary mage. Perhaps Roland could inquire whether Sophia's teacher would be willing to teach another student."

"So, you don't need to worry about Uncle Freud anymore. Millie is a good teacher; that guy Ritas she taught before learned really fast. Now, he's already studying the notes Mom left behind."

"Notes? Sister Sophia's notes?"

Whether it was the goddess of bathing or Millie's imagination, they felt that the temperature in the carriage had suddenly dropped a lot.

Although he maintained a kind smile, there was no trace of a smile in Freud's eyes at that moment.

"Is he really that talented? That kid Roland picked up... well, it's impossible for him to understand the things Sophia left behind. Roland really is letting a child play with such precious things. What if he accidentally breaks something? He really needs to be talked to."

While rambling on, Freud said things like, "Anyway, it's not appropriate to really study magic until you're fourteen, so it's fine to play around with it now." Then, he suddenly stared at the Goddess of Bath and Millie for a moment without saying a word, before finally changing the subject to other topics.

As noon approached, the group arrived at the fortress city.

In the vast city, roughly three springs in size, the Bathing Goddess and Millie, who had just stepped down from their carriage, breathed a sigh of relief.

The journey was incredibly agonizing.
Although Floyd did not show any aggression towards the two, a suffocating feeling permeated the carriage, directed at them.

"Looks really can't put food on the table."

The goddess of bathing sighed.

If you were to rank the most handsome men she had ever met, Freud would certainly be near the top. However, if you were to rank the people she wouldn't want to share a carriage with, Freud would probably also be in the top three.

"what"

Millie was also filled with exhaustion.

Because she had already mastered the Elson style, she was in a situation where she couldn't say a word to Freud, who had already qualified as a master of the Elson style.

After taking a breath of fresh air, the two turned around and saw on the other side that Charlotte and Freud seemed to have argued about something, and Freud finally compromised by holding up a parasol for Charlotte.

All I can say is that, at least in terms of family ties, Floyd was a good uncle.
probably.

Since the Goddess of Bath and Millie had visited the fortress city many times before in search of clues, they had long since lost their initial sense of novelty towards this fairly prosperous city.

On the contrary, Xia Luoluo, who had been protected and hadn't gone out for a while after the attack, was very excited and looked around curiously at everything that had appeared on the street.

However, even though the behavior of the "city people" and the "village people" was somewhat backwards, Xia Luoluo still suppressed her inner desires and did not forget the purpose of their visit to the city today.

Moreover, although Charlotte was mostly in a daze, on this day she seemed to realize that if Freud knew they had come all the way to the fortress city to find fairy tale books for the Bathing Goddess and Millie, some unpleasant things might happen.

So, Xia Luoluo, being very loyal, took the initiative, saying that she wanted to find a fairy tale book that she had read once before, donated, and now wanted to reread.

"That's the bookstore I often go to buy books. If you have any books you want, I can buy them for you too!"

Pointing to a small shop near the alley, Xia Luoluo raised her face slightly and spoke generously.

The Goddess of Bath and Millie couldn't help but find it strange that Charlotte could sometimes seem so reliable.
(End of this chapter)