After leaving the chairman's office, a bell rang from Rozen's uniform pocket.
"This is …"
Rozen took out the bell from his pocket, a palm-sized liquid crystal device.
This was the student ID of Pojun Academy. At the same time, it was also a device with excellent performance. It had many functions. Not only could it be used as identification, wallet, mobile phone, and network device, but it could also be used to receive some notices issued by the school. Every student would receive one when they entered the school. If they lost it, they would have to apply for a replacement immediately. Otherwise, they might not even be able to enter the school.
Now, Rozen received a message.
"I've prepared a room for you in the first student dormitory, and it's Room 405 next door. Your roommate is a little special, so you'll have to do as you see fit."
This message was obviously sent by Shinsomiji Kuono.
Moreover, Shinsomiji Kuono added such a sentence.
"Don't let me down."
That was Shinsomiji Kuono's instruction.
"A little special roommate?"
Rozen muttered in his heart.
"It can't be a woman again, right?"
Rozen wouldn't be able to take it.
"I really don't want to cause any more trouble."
So Rozen sighed slightly, then put away the student handbook and walked back to the first student dormitory.
"Hmm?"
Just as Rozen was about to enter the first student dormitory, there was a strange feeling in the air, causing Rozen to stop in his tracks.
"That's …"
Rozen looked around, and then his gaze stopped on an empty space next to the student dormitory.
Over there, a boy was standing among the crowd.
It was a boy in sportswear. He didn't look strong, but he gave off a strong feeling from head to toe.
The boy had black hair and was about the same age as Rozen. He was holding a Japanese katana that was as black as a crow, closed his eyes, and put on a fighting stance.
The strange feeling that Rozen felt came from this boy.
To be more precise, it should be said that it came from the boy's posture of holding the sword.
That posture …
"How exquisite."
Rozen could not help but give such an evaluation.
Although Rozen didn't practice martial arts, no matter what, Rozen had a teacher with unparalleled spear skills. He had also dealt with all kinds of powerful Servants and heroes. Plus, his eyesight was very good, and he had fought in all kinds of battles. He could more or less tell the level of a person's martial arts with his naked eyes.
And in Rozen's perception, the boy in front of him who was concentrating on holding the sword had entered a mysterious state, that's why he exuded such a strange feeling.
Those who didn't know the ropes wouldn't be able to detect that strange feeling.
But Rozen sensed it just by feeling, and gave the evaluation of "exquisite".
That was indeed ingenious.
Even though it was just a simple posture, Rozen couldn't see any flaws in it. It was as if he would be killed instantly if he got close to it. It was terrifying.
"Even the martial arts of a first-class servant are about the same, right?"
So Rozen continued to give high evaluations.
Under such circumstances, the boy gave Rozen another surprise in the next second.
"Hoo — —!"
At this moment, a gust of wind blew, rolling up some sand and dust, and even making the surrounding trees sway.
Many leaves began to fly, from far to near, and finally, they reached the side of the boy with the sword.
Then, a strange phenomenon happened.
"Chi …"
With a faint sound, a leaf neatly split in front of the boy with his eyes closed.
Seeing this scene, Rozen's eyes narrowed.
"Chi …" "Chi …" "Chi …" "Chi …" "Chi …"
In the next moment, the leaves that arrived in front of the boy all followed the same path, as if they were neatly cut by an invisible sharp blade. With a faint tearing sound, they were all split in half.
The boy, on the other hand, remained motionless as he held his sword.
No.
It should be said that it was the opposite.
The boy had already moved.
However, if it was someone else, they definitely wouldn't be able to detect it.
There was only one thought in Rozen's mind.
"What a fast sword."
Yes.
So fast.
Really fast.
The boy wasn't completely motionless, but at a speed that couldn't be seen by the naked eye, he slashed at the flying leaves at an extremely fast speed while minimizing the movement.
Just like that, all the leaves were neatly cut, without exception.
Then …
"Swoosh!"
Amidst the sharp sound of wind breaking, the katana that had neatly cut through all the leaves suddenly shot out like a flash, and with an astonishing speed, it pierced through the leaves one by one.
One blow.
Just one blow.
With this blow, the boy pierced the leaves that he had cut into the body of the sword and piled up on the hilt.
"Hoo …"
Until then, the boy let out a long sigh of relief. While relaxing his body, he swept the leaves that piled up on the hilt of the sword with an extremely natural movement.
His actions caused the strange feeling from before to completely disappear. It was as if a roaring tiger had suddenly turned into a docile kitten. His control over his aura had actually reached an inconceivable level.
To be honest, the boy's every move was already at the level of art.
Even Rozen, who had seen all kinds of superb martial arts and even martial artists who had reached the God Realm, couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
"Good!"
This "good" was completely from the bottom of Rozen's heart.
What he got in return was …
"Thank you."
The boy turned his head and looked in Rozen's direction. He was neither surprised by Rozen's appearance nor frightened. Instead, he seemed to have noticed Rozen's existence a long time ago. With an embarrassed smile, he lowered his head to Rozen.
In that state of extreme concentration just now, Rozen didn't even need to rely on his eyes, he only relied on his senses to detect the existence of the leaves and performed that kind of skill. Rozen was watching without any concealment, so it was impossible for Rozen not to notice.
And the boy had clearly displayed such exquisite sword skills, but he had a gentle and harmless smile on his face.
"Are you a freshman?"
The boy asked in a friendly manner.
"Yes, I've just entered the school," Rozen didn't treat himself as an outsider and nodded directly, saying, "My name is Rozen, nice to meet you."
"Rozen?" Seeing that Rozen's attitude was equally friendly, the boy was a little relieved and said, "My name is Ebon Splendor, nice to meet you."
Ebon Splendor.
That was the name of this boy with superb sword skills.
To this …
"Ebon?"
Rozen couldn't help but be stunned and surprised.
"Ahaha …"
Splendor seemed to know why Rozen reacted like this. He scratched his head awkwardly, and the smile on his face began to become a little helpless and bitter.
Seeing this, Rozen was sure.
"Are you really that Ebon?"
Rozen asked curiously.
"Well, I think I should be the Ebon you're thinking of."
Splendor's expression became more and more helpless, but he didn't choose to hide it and admitted it frankly.
This made the way Rozen looked at the boy changed a little.
This was because the surname meant a lot in this country.
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