At Eloni Academy, there are as many clubs as there are different races.
The most representative club is undoubtedly the Archery Club.
Just as the Celestial Race is called the race of spears, elves are referred to as the race of bows, receiving specialized enhancements for archery from birth.
Right now, even the talent of Ria Elposis, whom I’ve possessed, is managing archery better than magic.
‘Magic is practically hard to consider a talent.’
She only handles mana above average well, but Ria Elposis’s magical skills are quite ordinary.
Anyway, for this reason, Eloni Academy has no less than four archery clubs.
Since there are so many students wanting to join clubs, they assigned an equal number of clubs.
I’ve heard that the clubs compete against each other…
“This looks good.”
[Of course]
[This is what Lily is known for]
[Ay, isn’t that a hammer?]
[I’ve come to take over the club]
And here I am, standing in front of the one and only ‘Spear Arts’ club in the academy.
Unlike combat clubs like swordsmanship or martial arts, or magic, the club room is significantly smaller compared to non-combat clubs like cooking, crafting, or nature observation.
Moreover, it’s located in a corner.
Knock. Knock.
-…Come in.
Creeeeak…
As I opened the door and stepped inside, I was greeted by what seemed to be a very poorly maintained club room.
The creaking floor and dust-filled bookshelves.
Next to them were a few rusty spear poles, and there wasn’t even a spearhead.
The sofa looked like it had been chewed by a rat, with numerous bite marks, and sitting gloomily at a table in the dingy club room, about the size of ten pyeong, was a woman with a dreary atmosphere.
She’s not an elf.
“…Are you here to join the club?”
“Yes.”
“Please leave.”
“What?”
[All of a sudden]
[What’s with the cold-shoulder lol]
[So rude, let’s take her out]
Suddenly telling me to leave.
There seems to be a reason for this.
“The Spear Arts club is about to be disbanded. You seem to be a first-year, so find another club.”
“Why is it being disbanded?”
There are numerous clubs at the academy, including ones like ‘Exploration of the Unknown’ or ‘Understanding Alcohol.’
They sound promising, but the reality is they are merely playrooms created by students who love to have fun.
The latter is practically an alcohol party every day.
The older-looking girl sighed.
“There are no people. This club has only two members.”
“This club has two members.”
“…Who’s the other one?”
“They took a leave of absence. They lost a bet to a freshman in the swordsmanship club and are embarrassed about it…”
Puduck.
The girl who was grinding her teeth sighed and lowered her head.
…She looks really depressed.
[LOL]
[Oh no]
[Leave of absence LOL]
[Can’t help being embarrassed]
[Let’s go somewhere else. This place has no hope]
[Let’s get a hammer]
[What about just joining the magic club?]
[Poor thing]
“We’ve received a notice to consistently bolster our numbers since a year ago. But we haven’t been able to fill the spots.”
“Why not?”
“Because it’s unpopular.”
Unlike non-combat clubs where you can join multiple, in combat clubs, you can only join one.
The problem is that elves go into archery, and nymphs join magic or spirit-related clubs.
Beastmen have their own weapons or fighting styles. Dwarves can’t use spears because they’re too short…
And it’s just ridiculous for golems to use spears.
In the end, spear fighting can’t help but be unpopular.
“There have been a few humans and beastmen from minority tribes who joined spear fighting, but ha, they all ended up quitting or switching to swordsmanship or other departments. Spear fighting just has no merit…”
“Why doesn’t the spear have merit?”
Swoosh.
BANG!
I slammed my hands down hard on the table.
The girl, startled by the sudden change in atmosphere, looked at me.
“The spear is a weapon that allows for both offense and defense. It has overwhelming range compared to other close-range weapons and can even be used as a staff in emergencies.”
“Uh, uh…”
“Moreover, its mana concentration and efficiency are excellent, and a single movement can produce multiple outcomes. Yet you think it’s nothing compared to the sword…”
[Lily, calm down]
[Lily LOL]
[HAHAHAHAHAHAHA]
[Disrespecting the spear LOL]
[WOAH LOL]
[COMEDOWN]
[LOL]
“But seriously, the spear is amazing; it’s not particularly hard to handle.”
[The spear is good]
[Look at Lily’s eyes, she’s going wild LOLLOLLOL]
[But technically, it does get a bit tricky with higher-level users, but in terms of weaponry, it really is the truth]
How can anyone undervalue the spear like this?
I could understand the hammer being appreciated for its feel, but in terms of technique, the spear overwhelmingly surpasses it.
Using a hammer isn’t because of technique; it’s used to exert overwhelming power.
“Finally, you’ve come to recognize the true value of the spear. Yes, the spear is the greatest weapon in this world.”
…Of course, it’s not like he made me say that.
It’s just a fact that the spear is good.
Swish. The girl tossed her hair, looking a bit dazed as she tilted her head.
A slightly blunt ear fluttering in the wind, messy hair falling all around.
‘…Half-Elf?’
“Well, I know spears are great too! But! I can’t defeat those guys!”
“Who?”
The Half-Elf squeezed her eyes shut as if recalling that day.
“Swordsmanship Club…”
A club that has been in an endless rivalry for over 15 years after losing its members.
■
The rivalry between the Spear Arts Club and the Swordsmanship Club started 15 years ago.
It began with a friendly competition between the two club leaders, who were once friends.
What started as a light-hearted, fun competition began to sour as the Swordsmanship Club kept winning.
“I’m going to the Swordsmanship Club.”
Eventually, the most talented third-year member, aside from the club leader, defected to the Swordsmanship Club, turning the tide of the war significantly.
Previously, with the strength of the club leader and the third-year member, they could win 1 or 2 of 10 battles.
But ever since that major shift, they hadn’t won even once before being on the verge of dissolution.
Thus, the Spear Arts Club continued to decline and eventually got pushed to the brink of dissolution due to a lack of members.
“…The club leader graduated without saying he was sorry and just dropped out. I, the youngest, was reluctantly pushed into the leader position. And the last remaining senior… or rather, not anymore. That member…”
“I heard they took a leave of absence?”
“Yeah. Now I’m the only one left.”
She sadly wiped the table.
The only small table that was maintained in this dust-filled place.
“I have to vacate this club room when the inspection comes in three months. After 15 years together…”
“……”
“It can’t be helped. The Swordsmanship Club is really strong—”
“How many members does a club need to stay active?”
“Well, that’s 5…”
“5.”
I can fill the number of people.
My influence is sky-high, and there are quite a few students who aren’t interested in the ‘Battle’ club.
If I ask to borrow their name, they’ll definitely lend it.
“I’ll get you the members. It may only be in name, but there’s really no special activity record needed, so it should be possible.”
“…Huh?”
“Do you need any specific documents?”
“Well… there is a membership application form…”
“Give it to me.”
The club leader fumbled around and pulled out several dusty papers from a drawer at the corner of the table.
They looked like they hadn’t been touched in a long time, covered in dust.
I snatched them away, skimmed through, and signed right there.
“With this, I’m a member of the Spear Arts Club.”
“What? No, wait a second.”
“When’s the friendly match with the Swordsmanship Club again?”
“I decided to quit…”
Thud!
“…Huh?”
“When is it?”
“When is it?”
“Ah, I remember it was a month later…”
“A month later, huh…”
I dusted off the sofa using magic and sat down, deep in thought.
“Can it be done in a month…?”
It might be a bit lacking, but if I push myself hard, I think I can manage.
The rest can be handled with the episode skip feature anyway.
[What’s this push power, lol]
[Lily furious about the underestimation of spear arts, lol]
[What’s possible?]
“Well, it’s our club leader’s skill improvement.”
I stared at her intently.
“Um, excuse me, junior…?”
“What’s your name?”
“It’s Ene Rizua. No, wait, that’s not what I meant.”
“What year are you in?”
“3rd, 3rd year…”
“Good. Ene, club leader.”
Leader of the Spear Arts Club.
3rd year, Ene Rizua.
I didn’t care much about how much talent this student had.
What mattered was that she was the leader of the Spear Arts Club, and at least had a decent understanding and mindset regarding spears.
“Do you want to win? Against the Swordsmanship Club.”
“Well, kind of, but… could you explain a bit?”
“Consider it done, then.”
That was enough.
Even if there’s a lack of talent, if they just put in effort, they can do it.
“I’ll make you win. No, you will win.”
Even if it’s hard enough to want to die, I’ll ensure that the club stays intact.
[Hell Door ON]
■
The Spear Arts Club was revived.
The number of members surged from two to seven in just five minutes at my word, increasing from the one year of maintaining two members.
Now, the total members of the Spear Arts Club was 10.
Out of them, only about two wanted to learn spear arts professionally, but it didn’t really matter since the goal was simply to fill the numbers.
The problem was.
“…Did I hear that wrong?”
“No, you heard correctly.”
“You’re saying that the junior will be the one to teach? Me?”
Ene Rizua seemed to move from confusion to sheer disbelief.
She scoffed but quickly adopted a serious expression, glaring at me.
“I’ve heard rumors about you, junior. You’re famous for your magic.”
Boom!
“But I’m not sure if you’re qualified to teach spear arts.”
She drew her green spear, ready to strike it at any moment.
Well, if confirmation is really necessary…
Support me by donating at least $10, and you'll have the right to request any novel from Novelpia (excluding 19+ content) using a newly developed tool.