Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest novel Chapter 371

Chapter 371 Chapter 86.1 - Sword and the Guide

"Today marks the beginning of our first practical swordsmanship session."

With those words, Eleanor seized the students. Though the semester was about to end and the other weapons would be left for the second semester, the academy decided to let the students get familiar with the most widely used weapon.

"We'll start with the basics," Eleanor continued, pacing back and forth at the front of the room. "Of course, footwork, posture, and grip are essential foundations upon which all else is built. However, different from the swordsmanship dojos and the families, the academy's curriculum of swords will be vastly different, as you already know from the theoretical explanations."

With those words, Eleanor flicked her fingers, and a hologram appeared right before her face. There stood a figure of a young man with white hair standing. His posture is solid as if he could take the mountains all by himself.

On his hand stood a simple sword. A slightly long sword that could be found everywhere.

"This is footage of the second-previous generation hero, Linhelm Middleton."

Saying that Eleanor looked at Lucas and Julia. It made sense since he was their great-great-grandfather who lost his life on one of the most legendary battlefields that this world had seen.

'Defense of Linkeln.'

Remembering the lore from the game, I couldn't help but appreciate the person in the footage. If the stories about him were correct, he was a very noble person and one of the biggest reasons why the human domain could still be protected up to this point.

"This footage," Eleanor continued, her tone solemn, "is one of the biggest reasons that humanity can now hold themselves against the Demons and the other races in terms of military strength."

With a flick of her hand, the hologram came to life, displaying Linhelm in action. The students watched in awe as he effortlessly cut through hordes of flooding monsters, his movements fluid and precise.

But just as the tension in the room reached its peak, Eleanor halted the video, her gaze sweeping over the expectant faces of the students.

"Now, can any of you tell me what this is?" she asked, her voice cutting through the silence.

Several students hesitated, exchanging uncertain glances before one finally spoke up.

"That's the swordsmanship of the Federation," a voice called out from the back of the room. "The first stage of Federal Swordplay." It was Irina who was the best student in terms of academics in the classroom.

Eleanor nodded in approval, acknowledging the correct response.

"That's correct, Student Irina," she confirmed. "The Federation's swordsmanship techniques have been refined over centuries of warfare, and they form the backbone of our military strength. And this footage is the first display of the technique that was formed by General Linhelm Middleton."

With that, she resumed the video, allowing the students to continue watching in rapt attention as Linhelm Middleton's legacy unfolded before their eyes.

CLICK!

After finishing the display, Eleanor looked at the students.

"As you already know, the Federal Swordplay has a different view towards swordsmanship than the sword families or swordsmen who pursue the peak of swordsmanship.

The whole centuries of humans being forced back by other races who had access to mana from the start had changed the view of the government. Since we didn't have the luxury to pursue greatness while facing the threat of being extinct, the government could only prioritize efficiency.

And the Federal Swordplay does just that. It pursues systematic and efficiency at its core. Since every Awakened has an affinity with different elements, to make sure that every Awakened could use the most basic weapon effectively, the swordplay is formed as attributeless and enchantment on its core."

Eleanor described and then conjured a simple sword in her hand. It was a clear display of mana proficiency, fitting to the person who had the nickname Invoker.

"And, now we will start with the most basic unit of Federal Swordplay."

SWOOSH!

Saying that, she slashed the space right before her face. It was a simple slash, something that didn't contain any attribute of mana at all. It was just that the sword was coated with mana, and that was it.

PUFF!

However, the air was split into two, and some ripples were formed in the air.

"The most basic unit of the Federal Swordplay. 'Stripe.'"

Once again, she held the sword before her, its blade gleaming under the artificial lights of the classroom.

SWOOSH!

With a swift motion, she slashed through the air, leaving behind nothing but a faint trail of mana.

"The stripe is formed by two factors," Eleanor explained, her tone authoritative yet measured. "First, the physical force behind the swing, and second, the coated raw mana."

As she spoke, she gestured towards the invisible line that hung in the air, its presence palpable despite its intangibility.

"The physical force provides the momentum needed to cut through the air, while the coated mana adds an additional layer of power and stability to the strike," she continued. "Together, they form the foundation of the Federal Swordplay, allowing even the most inexperienced Awakened to wield a sword with deadly precision."

Eleanor's gaze swept over the students, ensuring that each one was following along with her explanation.

And then, she clenched her hand on the sword. Following that, three flashes of strikes appeared in the air, cutting the space right before her once again.