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Sword Art Online - Volume 10 - Chapter 4.4




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Part 4
The harmony of the honey and the butter danced around in a molten state, performing a symphony. When we reached the Academy, I split off from Eugeo, who intended to head off to Golgosso-sempai's room, and went off to the Novice trainee dorm's Duty Office. This was to attain permission from the dorm manager, Miss Azurika to keep this sword as my personal belonging.
In the real world, if I brought a bladed object that's more than 1m long, I would probably be scolded by the teacher, or the police might even be called in to arrest me. However, this Academy, in this otherworld, was an organization that groomed swordsmen. As long as I had only one real sword, I would be allowed to bring it in.
As for why I could only bring in one, that was because in this world, all the weapons, including swords, would absorb Sacred Power little by little— the space resources. To put it specifically, weapons that had their Life worn out slightly in a battle would regain their Life slowly if they were kept properly and sheathed... So the sword was basically absorbing the Sacred Power in it's surroundings. Of course, if it became so blunt that it couldn't recover on its own I would have to find a sharpening master, and a blacksmith if it broke or had a break or something.
If there were no restrictions on allowing students to bring their own swords, a student with a weapon mania may end up bringing hundreds of weapons, and after that, his room would have an abnormal amount of Sacred Power being supplied. It seemed this was the reason why only one sword per person was allowed to be brought in.
As it was a rest day today, even Miss Azurika wasn't at the reception counter, but sitting at the duty office with its door opened, sorting through the documents. After hearing my quick knocking, she lifted her head and blinked her greyish-blue eyes.
“Is there something wrong, Novice trainee Kirito?”
“Excuse me... I'm here today to ask for a permit to have a sword as my personal belonging.”
I bowed slightly, walked in from the door, and quickly looked around the room. There were many leather sealed folders on the bookshelf beside the wall, but there was only a table and a chair. In other words, this woman herself was the one who took care of running this dorm that housed 120 students.
After hearing my words, Miss Azurika tilted her head slightly, but immediately got up, and took out a folder from the documents on the bookshelf without hesitation. She then took out one of the common documents kept within and put it right in front of me.
“Write down all the necessary particulars on it.”
“Yes, understood.”
I tentatively lowered my head and looked over. On the form, there were the simple items like name, student ID and sword priority. As I thought about how I didn't need a guardian's signature this time, I filled in my name in katakana 'Kirito', the student number '7' —and suddenly, I stopped the pen tip. I recalled things carefully, and though I tried swinging this sword before, I never opened the «window» to check.
With Miss Azurika staring at me, I hurriedly undid the sackcloth on my bag and removed the leather strap that was buttoned. I opened up the clothed side, intending to open the window by revealing the hilt, and at that moment,
“...!”
I lifted my head after hearing that sharp gasp. What entered my eyes was a rare sight of Miss Azurika widening her eyes when she would normally maintain a calm expression.
“Is-Is... there anything the matter?”
Miss Azurika blinked a few times after hearing my voice, and then shook her head, “No, it's nothing.”. It seemed that she didn't have anything else to say about this, so I turned my gaze back to the sword, and used two fingers of my right hand to enter the motion command. I tapped the pommel of the sword lightly, and the property window appeared with a ringing-like sound effect.
The priority that was shown was—«Class 46».
To think that it was higher than the Divine Tool Blue Rose Sword by 1. No wonder it was so heavy. Once I entered the number in the third column, I wrapped the sword back as how it was, and handed over the completed form.
...Is there a problem. Don't tell me there's a limit on priority? I thought impatiently in my mind.
"Novice Trainee Kirito."
“Ye-Yes.”
“You have... the memory of that sword...”
She spoke till here, but suddenly stopped. Miss Azurika closed her eyes, and when she lifted her eyelids again, those eyes reverted back to the usual stern dorm supervisor eyes.
“...No, it's nothing. I've received your application. I suppose there's no need for me to emphasize this, but remember, a real sword can only be used for personal training. It can't be used in practical exams and group practices, understood?”
“Yes!”
I energetically answered and put on the clothed black sword on my back, as I wondered about whether I should ask about what Miss Azurika said. But as I could expect, I couldn't get an answer from her. Thus, I just made a knight salute and left the duty office.
I walked down the front corridor, and thought in a perplexed manner,
Sword's... memory?
These were inexplicable words. It's true that in this world, all the items, including the swords were recorded with the help of the Mnemonic Visuals. But that was a technology developed by the venture enterprise «RATH» in the real world, so the residents of Underworld logically wouldn't be able to realize this.
In other words, the 'sword's memory' Miss Azurika talked about should be as what she said. This black sword had some form of memory. But exactly what kind of memory was that? What did she see in this black sword...?
I searched for an answer to this doubt as I walked out of the dorm, and heard the melody of 3pm bell that rang from the bell tower which was extended out from the roof. It was a lot deeper than the bell I would hear in Rulid Church, but the melody itself was exactly the same.
The agreed time with Rina-sempai was 5pm.
I couldn't feel a single bit of unnaturalness when I tested it at Satore's metalworks... I would say that the feeling was rather relieving, as if my beloved sword was revived from the time I was in SAO. However, it would be better for me to test out whether I could use it with the Aincrad secret moves, or sword skills.
This rest day occurred once every week, and practically all the students born in Centoria had went home, quite a few students born in other places would head out to sightsee, and so the wide Academy grounds were rather empty. Also, there's a forest and a river in the campus grounds, so there were quite a few places for me to practice my moves— even though I said so, I still wanted to eliminate the possibility of other people seeing me. That's because I wanted to practice the «Consecutive Hit Skills» that none of the sects in this world had.
Why did sword skills exist in Underworld?
Why didn't consecutive hit skills exist?
I had been in this world for almost two years, but even till now, I had seen no sign of finding an answer. The only thing I could imagine was that when the RATH technician who was constructing Underworld may have used the «The Seed» package in some sort of way... But even if it was a fact, it still couldn't explain everything.
As for why, that's because «The Seed» that was freely circulated— the simplified version of the «Cardinal» system didn't have sword skills in them. Right now, in 2026, amongst the many VRMMOs around, only ALO, the completely duplicated copy of the old SAO server, had sword skills. It definitely couldn't be the venture enterprise «Ymir», the operator of ALO, assisting RATH here.
After that, I could only think of a countless amount of endless baseless guesses. If I wanted to know the truth, I would have to meet the governor at the top of the Centoria Cathedral, and there's no other way.
Either way— the secret moves of the swordsmen in Underworld were all one-strike skills; like «Vertical» and «Avalanche».
As for the reason behind this problem, I had some form of deduction already. It's likely that this was the reason why Underworld didn't have any actual fighting. With the absolute law of the Taboo Index, with the invincible soldiers of the Integrity Knights protecting Underworld, all the battles would definitely become «matches». What was promoted was a splendorous, elegant victory. Wasn't this what the swordsmen in this world had been seeking these hundreds of years? To get into a mighty posture from a far distance away before using a single-strike skill to win?
Also, another reason may be to protect accidents from happening.
The fights in the local tournaments were all until one side was cornered, and even the Central and higher-level tournaments were such that the first strike would determine the winner. Naturally, consecutive hit skills that wouldn't stop midway through would naturally be avoided.
In this situation, physique and arm strength would have an advantage, as they would have absolute confidence in the power of their one hits... So it's expected that people like the elite swordsman head, Uolo Levanteinn being able to become strong as a mighty sword user would be strong. If I weren't allowed to use consecutive skill hits during the SAO era, I would definitely be unable to beat a dual-wielding player of the same level.
This was definitely the same reason why Sortiliena-sempai kept losing to Chairman Uolo during these two years.
Even when I perform my consecutive skill hits to Rina-sempai, it will be impossible for her to learn it. Even Eugeo, who had no experience with any existing style, took several months learning the 2 consecutive hit skill «Vertical Arc».
However, if I could show that a sword skills wasn't just about a magnificent slash from overhead, if I could shake off this doubt in sempai's heart about how the Aincrad-style and the similar Serlut-style were different from the higher Norlangarth style, she should be able to have a chance of winning at the graduation duel.
I continued to think about this as I walked east, and unknowingly, I reached the east side of the campus.
The school campus that was surrounded by the fan-shaped walls had the central school campus, a large practice arena, libraries, trainee and instructor dorms, the elite swordsmen dorm and many more buildings within, and yet still had so much space. The walls on the north and south sides had large gates, there was a slightly tall hill on the west side, and a rather large forest on the east side. No matter where it was, I couldn't see any students around.
Even so, I chose the forest with much more cover just in case. I found an empty clearing in the forest and stopped. The short and thin grass grew thickly like grass on a football field, so there shouldn't be any place where I would be tripped. I looked around, checked that there were only 2-3 butterflies other than me around, and reached my right hand to the back.
I searched around, undid the sackcloth, and grabbed onto the sword hilt that was revealed. After feeling the leather grip that felt like it would stick onto my hand, I immediately drew the sword out.
The pitch black longsword that was lit by the sunlight shining through the twigs and leaves was originally made from a branch of the Gigas Cedar, so to put it technically, it should be a «Wooden Sword». But the blade reflected a hard light nobody could imagine. The famed craftsman Satore spent a year grinding this blade out, and on first glance, one could see the terrifying amount of priority... But I couldn't see anything like a «memory» from this thing that couldn't talk.
I pushed aside these doubts and got into a basic posture. This time, my mind was strongly imagining, unlike the time when I was testing the sword in the crafting shop. I imagined the one-strike diagonal sword skill I had used countless times— the «Slant».
After an instant moment of gathering, the blade let out a bright water-color glow. I used my back foot and right hand to accelerate my sword skill as my body was moved by an invisible hand.
*Shoobash!* A sharp sound could be heard, and the trajectory of the slash was drawn out in the air. The slanted line disappeared like the flames of the sun as the sword wind drew a straight line, blowing aside the grass on the ground.
I kept my body in a downswing position and stared at the tree twig that was about 5m in front of me. However, there was no signs of the tree twig breaking even after the effects of the skill disappeared.
This was to be expected. The basic «Slant» range was 2.5m at most. The power would not be able to reach a place twice the distance away.
But, even if that were so... the round shield that was about the same 5m away in the craftsman shop shouldn't be sliced. It couldn't possibly be that time, the buckler just happened to have its Life worn out at that timing, and I definitely didn't carry out any sword skills. Eugeo said that 'the sword glowed'... But I had no idea why that happened. I really didn't know anything. I still knew far too little about this world.
I sighed and stood up straight. I adjusted my breathing and got into position for the next skill.
I sliced down from right above, and right when the sword was about to touch the ground, I pulled the sword tip back up as if it was bounced up and swung it back up again. 2 consecutive hit skill «Vertical Arc». A sword wind that was more ferocious than before was whipped up as it swayed the grassy ground violently.
Up till now, I had been practicing sword skills I could use with the wooden sword. I changed the posture of my legs, put the sword at my waist, and twisted my body to the right.
“...!'”
I exerted strength wordlessly and unleashed a left horizontal slash. The slash seemed to hit some invisible thing in front of me as its horizontal movement suddenly stopped and turned to the upper right corner. I took another step forward and unleashed a forward short-ranged high-powered slash. This was the 3 consecutive hit skill «Savage Fulcrum».
I wordlessly watched the crimson red trail that looked like the Arabic number 4 [4] dissipate in the air. I nodded and continued to prepare the next sword skill. I raised the sword back up directly above me and did an overhead backswing.
I did a high-level slash, a low-level slash, a forward slash chained in, and then I brought the sword behind my back before letting out a ferocious slash. The blue square drawn in the air continued to spin as it moved forward. The range was large, and there was only a small opening. This was the beloved sword skill of mine in the old SAO, «Vertical Square».
I managed to execute all four kinds of sword skills successfully without exception.
In that case, this meant that this black sword had the same level of priority as the Divine Tool «Blue Rose Sword» Eugeo had. However, I already guessed so when I opened the «window» in the dorm duty office and saw the class 46 number.

It seemed that I would be able to fulfill my promise of showing my high level sword skills to Rina-sempai. Before I heaved a sigh of relief, there was another feeling rumbling in my mind.
Whenever I used the Blue Rose Sword, I would only be able to use up to sword skills of 4 consecutive hits. No matter how much I tried, I couldn't carry out major skills of 5 consecutive hits or more. Then, what about this black sword? Since I would have to do it sooner or later, and since there's no one around, wouldn't this be a good chance?
I gripped onto the sword tightly, took a large step forward with my right foot, and gathered imagination filled with strength towards the sword that seemed to be hanging from my left shoulder, ready to unleash.
Unknowingly, I felt a small sharp pain from the base of my bangs, seemingly warning me, but I removed this unnecessary thought and focused on forming my sword skill.
*Chka*, *chka*, I saw the blade letting out an orange spark from the corner of my eyes.
It was a faint glow that was different from the bright effects I saw up till now. I tried my best to imagine the sword skill and maintained the action to get ready, but the sparks continued to fly and had no signs of calming down.
I continued to persist until this unstable posture couldn't be maintained any longer, and immediately started my movement in one go.
“Uooh...!”
I unknowingly let out a deep growl, and the right foot that stepped down rumbled the ground. The sword that swung from the top left side to the bottom right side let out a sharp slash in a sharp angle with the assistance of the system— that should be the case. However, the sword didn't stop as it hit the ground.
The powerful recoil rushed up my right hand. If I wanted to force myself to drag the sword back, I would definitely take damage at this point, this was the judgment I made instantly. I gritted my teeth and pulled the sword that was stuck in the ground 20cm deep, seemingly flailing as I fell back.
*ZPANG!* The blunt impact sound rang behind me. I turned around as my back landed on the grassy ground.
—So I failed? What wasn't enough? My level? The sword priority? Or both...?
What entered the eyes of my body that was spread out wide and lying on the ground—
The large amount of dirt and grass that was sent flying by the slash.
And the sight of a man who was standing at a silent corner of this empty space on the other side.
What covered the tall and lanky body was really the school uniform, but the color wasn't of the basic grey color. There was a bright cobalt blue line on the seemingly pearl white based uniform. It's the privilege of one of the 12 elite swordsmen trainee to be able to modify their uniform colors at will.
Rina-sempai had purple with a greyish tinge. Golgosso-sempai had a thick green color. And as for pearl white color with blue... that would be the color of the swordsmen head Uolo Levanteinn—
The light blond hair was kept short, and undoubtedly, the one who was staring at me with his emotionless steel blue eyes was the strongest man in this Academy.
As I laid down on the ground, I continued to stare at a black radial-shaped stain of dirt on the spotless white uniform, one my sword shot out.

To be honest, it's not like I had never thought about running away.
If this were Aincrad, and if the opponent was a big shot from the Divine Dragon Alliance Guild, I probably would have fled away without hesitation. But in this world, running away would be the worst option if I messed up something. There would be an added penalty to my crime, and in the end, it would be the terrifying «breaking the Taboo Index».
Thus, I could only remain still for a second, and then knelt down immediately as I put the sword in my right hand onto the ground —to show the highest order of respect— lowered my head and yelled,
“I'M REALLY SORRY, LORD TRAINEE LEVANTEINN!! PLEASE FORGIVE MY SIN OF DISRESPECT!”
The only other time I probably begged for forgiveness so desperately was likely on the 61st level of Aincrad when Asuna beat me up in her room. I continued to think about such useless things as I kept kneeling.
“If I'm correct, it seems like you're the valet for trainee Serlut.”
I heard such a deep voice.
I tentatively lifted my head, and saw the steel blue eyes immediately before nodding my head to admit.
“Yes, I'm Novice trainee Kirito.”
“Is that so.”
The trainee swordsman glanced at the black sword on the grassy ground, and then continued with a meaningful high pitched male voice,
“According to the academy rules' tossing dirt on an upperclassman's clothing would completely warrant a punishment authority of insolence...”
On hearing this, I couldn't help but groan in my heart.
This «punishment right» was a right the model students of the school students, the elite swordsmen trainees had. They could punish students who infringed the academy rules lightly due to accident based on their own discretion. I had been given countless swing practices because I had been late getting to Rina-sempai's room.
Then, what would they do with those who broke the academy rules severely— In this world, such a thing wouldn't happen. Of course, infringing on the rules severely naturally wouldn't be something that could be triggered by accident, and Artificial Fluctlights themselves couldn't break this rule on their own will. The only one at risk here would be me, a natural Fluctlight, but fortunately, I hadn't done anything too eyecatching and managed to last through a year safely. —However.
To actually dirty Chairman Uolo's uniform with a large pile of dirt... that would be a critical crime here...
“—However, I don't hate you for hiding from others and practicing on a rest day, even though you didn't care that «practicing on a rest day» itself is against the rules.”
Gehhh—I again let out a wordless cry.
In that case— this seemed to be the case. However, if I agreed about it now, it may end up raising the possibility of the punishment authority being used. I didn't know whether it was useless or not, but I had to struggle.
“This-This isn't what you think it is, Lord Chairman. This isn't practice... Eh, erm, yeah, I'm just testing the new sword. The repairs of the good I requested a shop in the 7th area to do was complete, and I couldn't wait till tomorrow...”
At this moment, I finally realized something major.
This blond flat-haired guy... When did he first see me? No, before that, why was he here?
I deliberately came all the way into this forest to practice the «consecutive-hit skills» the sword skills Underworld didn't have. The reason I did this was to show off the consecutive hit skills to Rina-sempai to help her beat the head. However, the chairman saw this before I could even show it to sempai. Wouldn't this be a complete reversal of what I wanted to do?
—It seemed the strongest man in the Academy realized my thinking as he gave a slight wry smile.
“...You say you're here to test your sword, but your shout's rather forceful. Speaking of which, I only saw you use that sword to slash into the ground and fall back. I'll just treat it as... being unable to stand firmly while being led by a sword you're not used to, that's all. I'll give that you didn't break the rules of training on a rest day, since I came here for a similar reason.”
As I felt relieved on hearing this, I tilted my head in a perplexed manner,
“A similar... reason?”
“Let's just say that you're not the only one who tried to swing swords on a rest day for this kind of reason.”
The nicely-shaped lips showed a confident smile as Uolo turned his stare towards the empty ground I'm practicing on.
“But I found this place first. I agreed too that I would leave this place for my valet once I graduate. So you have to find somewhere else.”
—I see. No wonder. I thought. The man standing in front of me just found a reason that this wasn't training, but something else, and came to practice on a rest day... This empty space was used to practice, and I just happened to arrive at this place at the same time, that's all. The reason why the grassy land is so neat was because the Life was reset every week when Uolo stepped on it.
I'll find a place with more weeds then. I made such a decision in my mind and lowered my head again.
“...Understood, I will do so. Thank you for your magnanimous...”
“It's too early for you to thank me, trainee Kirito.”
“You-You're saying?”
“I did say that I won't be pursuing matters about you training on a rest day, but I never said that I'll forgive you about this.”
I slowly lifted my head, and saw that the trainee swordsman lifted a right finger with a serious expression on his face while pointing at the chest of his uniform. He was pointing at the black stain on the pearl white cloth.
“Bu-But, chairman, didn't you say that you 'don't hate' me for that...”
“Ahh, I did say so. That's why I won't give any punishment like cleaning the entire swordsmen dorm or copy 1000 lines of spells.”
Phew. I was relieved for only that moment however.
The flat-haired strongest swordsman continued to use his fingertip to brush off the dirt on his uniform and he said something unbelievable.
“Novice trainee Kirito, your punishment will be to spar against me once. Not with a wooden sword, but with that sword you're using. I'll use this too.”
At this moment, I finally found that the sword dangling on the left waist of the swordsman trainee had a sword hilt of pure gold and a deep blue sheath. Anyone could tell that it was a real sword with very high priority.
“...Spa-Spar...? As-As in?”
“The term sparring would only mean 'to practice in a match format', nothing else. However, this place has too little space. The large practice arena should be empty on a rest day, so let's move over there.”
After saying such a fluent flow of words, the head swordsman simply turned around.
For two seconds, I stared blankly at the white back that seemed to glide off under the trees. Once my thoughts finally grasped the current situation, I seriously wondered whether I should run away, but «not fulfilling my punishment» would be a serious infringement of the rules this time. I couldn't possibly let myself be expelled here if I wanted to became an elite swordsman trainee during the promotional exam at the end of this month like Uolo.
I lifted up the black sword lying in front of me and cleanly sheathed it behind me before standing up. Unwilling to give up, I continued to glance twice at the stone wall of the Academy that exposed itself through the trees, made my decision in a reluctant manner, and chased after the blond flat-haired guy.
There were all sorts of weeds and grass dangling around the feet from the empty land a step away, but Uolo never showed any signs of staggering.
...Won't it be easy for this guy to dodge or knock down a mere pile of dirt?
At this moment, I realized this issue, but everything was too late.



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