[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy":3,"chapter-the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-chapter-404":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The Strongest Student of the Weakest Academy",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1026960,1339,"Chapter 404: The Beginning Of The End [LXVI]","the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-chapter-404",404,"\u003Cp>Capítulo 404: The Beginning Of The End [LXVI]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mhm…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea thoughtfully looked at the sword in his hands, slowly rotating it as the faint hum of divinity pulsed along its edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword seemed almost eager, swallowing the ambient mana around it without restraint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Should I test it out?” he muttered, just loud enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, very deliberately, he turned his head toward the two of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything went silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pure, suffocating silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kael was the first to react.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“NOPE,” he said immediately, scrambling backward on the stone floor. “Absolutely not. I refuse. I am not part of this test. I am a civilian.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tyrian opened his mouth to say something reasonable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But instead…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“WAIT WAIT WAIT—!” he yelped, immediately copying Kael and jumping back as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s talk this through! Calm discussion! No sudden movements! That sword deletes gods, Aestrea!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea tilted his head slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…You’re both retreating.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s called survival instinct!” Kael snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You should try it sometime!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea raised the sword just a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both of them froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tyrian’s face went pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“H-hold on. There are rules to testing divine artifacts! You need a controlled environment! Sacrificial mountains! Preferably empty continents!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hum of the sword deepened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tyrian’s eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Oh no.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately dropped to his knees next to Kael.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I TAKE IT BACK,” Tyrian shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I DON’T WANT TO KNOW HOW IT WORKS ANYMORE!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I WAS SUPPOSED TO DIE OLD AND RICH!” Kael slapped the ground dramatically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I WAS SUPPOSED TO WRITE A BOOK!” Tyrian added, panic fully setting in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A VERY BORING BUT IMPORTANT BOOK!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea adjusted his grip slighly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air creaked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“IT’S GETTING HEAVIER! IT’S JUDGING US!” Tyrian screamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I CAN FEEL MY ANCESTORS STARING!” Kael howled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“THEY’RE DISAPPOINTED!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea raised the sword higher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swish…!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dust lifted from the ground as the divine pressure thickened, pressing down on their shoulders like an invisible sky collapsing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kael pressed his forehead into the stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“MOM! DAD! I’M SORRY I NEVER BECAME A HERO!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“MASTER! I SHOULD’VE LISTENED MORE! I SHOULD’VE STAYED IN THE LIBRARY!” Tyrian followed immediately, slamming his head down as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea took one step forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They screamed in perfect unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“DON’T SWING IT!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Pfft.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pressure suddenly vanished as Aestrea lowered the sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahaha!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He genuinely laughed, his shoulders shaking as he bent slightly forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…You’re laughing?” Kael lifted his head slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…This was a joke?” Tyrian did the same, his eyes practically had red veins trying to crawl out of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea wiped a tear from his eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I haven’t laughed like that in a while.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I saw my entire life flash before my eyes,” Kael collapsed flat on his back, staring at the ceiling where the giant hole Aestrea had carved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…I died three times in my head,” Tyrian lay next to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea smiled faintly at those words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced down at them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How convincing was it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re evil.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Absolutely irredeemable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea looked back at the Heaven Swallowing Sword and muttered lightly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good. It’s behaving properly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze lingered on the blade as he turned it once in his hand and gave it a casual swing that didn’t contain any power whatsoever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘…Mhm. It feels quite nice in my hand… but not as much as Midnight. Ehh… in the end, I still prefer Midnight over this Heaven Swallowing Sword.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Well, I’ll keep it on my dimensional storage.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fwooom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if responding to his thoughts, the blade suddenly shimmered. A faint red glow ran across its surface, giving off a strangely… offended presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Did it just get annoyed?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tilted his head slightly, then turned toward Tyrian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do these kinds of godly artifacts have a consciousness?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh!” Tyrian instantly sat up, his casual posture disappearing as his eyes locked onto the sword in Aestrea’s hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. They do. All godly-grade artifacts do, at least the true ones.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swallowed before continuing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The most famous example is Excalibur. That thing has an actual sword spirit. It judges, chooses, and sometimes refuses to move altogether.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea hummed thoughtfully, then glanced back at the blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Did it try to talk to you?” Tyrian asked carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I wouldn’t say talking… but I somehow felt what it was… feeling?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really?!” Tyrian’s eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone shifted instantly, excitement creeping in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What was it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea paused for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Annoyance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tyrian froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Annoyance?” he repeated slowly. “Why? Did you do something to offend it? Reject it? Threaten it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not really,” Aestrea said honestly, shaking his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I just thought that I prefer my old sword more than this one.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He frowned slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…I guess it can read my thoughts.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Tyrian’s face went completely pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“W-wait,” he stammered, his voice trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did you just say it read your thoughts?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah. Why?” Aestrea turned toward him fully, and seeing Tyrian’s expression, he frowned slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is that… not normal?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tyrian stared at him like he was looking at a walking disaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aestrea…” he uttered slowly before swallowing hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That sword might have… forced a contract with you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea’s eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…It what?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“IT WHAT?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tyrian took a deep breath, then another, as if trying to calm himself before explaining something that even he didn’t fully like talking about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s… a phenomenon called Sword Sacrifice.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kael, who had been lying flat on his back moments ago, instantly sat up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That already sounds bad,” he muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tyrian ignored him and kept his eyes on the Heaven Swallowing Sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It only happens with swords that possess a true consciousness,” he continued. “Not fake spirits or simply fragments. An actual will, like a living being has.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea remained quiet, listening to his words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A Sword Sacrifice is when a blade chooses, or forces itself onto a single wielder,” Tyrian explained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It offers everything it has. Its authority, its power, its existence. From that moment on, the sword and the wielder are no longer separate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swallowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If the wielder dies… the sword dies with them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Okay, that part was already insane, but it keeps getting worse, doesn’t it?” Kael’s face stiffened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes,” Tyrian said flatly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Because it goes both ways.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked straight at Aestrea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If the sword breaks… the wielder dies too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence dropped heavily around them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea glanced down at the blade in his hand. The Heaven Swallowing Sword rested quietly now, its earlier annoyance completely gone, almost… satisfied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…So it’s basically suicide romance,” Kael muttered weakly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s one way to put it,” Tyrian replied. “A forced contract that binds both sides completely. No undoing it. No separation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea didn’t react much. He simply turned the sword slightly, watching how light slid perfectly along its edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Interesting,” he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tyrian’s eye twitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Interesting?” he echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aestrea, this thing might have tied its existence to yours without asking.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It didn’t feel hostile,” Aestrea replied calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“More like… stubborn.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course, it picked you. Even swords are possessive now.” Kael groaned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea’s smile twitched at Kael’s words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘…If all godly-grade artifacts have a consciousness… Midnight wouldn’t be jealous if I used the Heaven Swallowing Sword instead of it… right?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tyrian ran a hand through his hair, clearly stressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Heaven Swallowing Sword was said to reject entire armies,” he continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It crushed gods just for daring to touch it. The Demon God of Destruction was the only one it acknowledged… and now…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stopped himself and stared at Aestrea again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Now it’s reading your thoughts and getting annoyed when you compare it to another sword.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea hummed softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s crazy to think that it forced a contract with me, but if it was sealed for a long time, it explains why it chose me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This explains nothing!” Kael shouted. “You casually picked up a legendary suicide sword like it was a stick from the ground!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea finally smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well, if it did force a contract, then it already knows the risk.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you mean by that?” Tyrian stiffened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea’s crimson eyes flickered briefly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…It wouldn’t bind itself to someone it thought could die easily.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Heaven Swallowing Sword gave off a faint, pleased hum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tyrian slowly exhaled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…I hate that it agrees with you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kael stared at the sword, then at Aestrea, then back at the sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Next time, please warn us before ancient divine artifacts decide to emotionally commit to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Am I supposed to know that this shit was going to happen?” Aestrea was bewildered by his words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just fucking do!” Kael snapped, throwing his hands up in exasperation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The weirdest shit always happens with you! You literally made the Goddess of Lust… what was it… transform into a Goddess of Loyalty or something!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You seduced one of the most beautiful goddesses in the entire academy, our very respectable Student Council President!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re… you’re overpowered as fuck!” Kael shouted, pacing back and forth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even in the lower realms, a Goddess of… god knows who, was always looking over you! And now…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stopped, took a deep breath, and pointed a finger at Aestrea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The sword that’s probably the strongest sword in existence just forced a contract with you! Are you the chosen one or something?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kael complained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…I just happen to be at the right place, at the right time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“YOU DAMN FUCKEEERRRR!” Kael roared, charging forward as if to strangle him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…And I thought I’d seen everything…” Tyrian pinched the bridge of his nose, muttering under his breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kael suddenly froze mid-lunge, a hand on his chin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Wait a second… maybe, I am the chosen one. I was the one that did find this place after all…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both Aestrea and Tyrian rolled their eyes at his words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But well… no one would be able to cure his stupidity.\u003C\u002Fp>",1607,"2026-06-03T09:18:17.304Z","2026-06-03T09:18:22.613Z",1,"novelbin.me","6cbabee63952d84eb6296e5a3b8813bbd6756a7b6ddb676c3f2efa3bb2f0dcf1","the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-chapter-405","the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-chapter-403",547,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-cover.jpg"]