Seeing my drastically changed tone, the jackal gang made a puzzled expression.
“What is this bastard?”
And the more threatening the atmosphere, the more Ida’s stabbing side hurts. She looked at the jackal gang and spoke in a whisper.
“Brother John, what’s wrong… .”
maybe he’s worried about me One of the gang muttered a curse, then snapped his fingers and approached with a patter.
I, too, clenched my fists and prepared to deal with it, when I suddenly screamed loudly.
“Wow! But today’s weather is so good!”
Leaving her clasped hands behind her back, she cutely whirled around. And Ida’s voice was heard by the swordsmanship teacher who was passing by the dormitory just in time. He seemed to be on his way to plunder bottles from the kitchen.
“uh? There are a lot of pretty girls… . there. What’s going on?”
When Bastia walked by, what surprised them was the jackal gang. The child who stepped forward staggered back.
Bastia wore a wooden sword like her own icon on her waist, and out of the two bottles in each hand, one had an open lid. The reason why he could just drink and pass by was simple.
One of the reasons was that there was a group of female students there, and the other was that I felt signs of a fight.
“I think I heard something similar to swear words?”
Bastia loved to watch fights, chief among them the kids’ fights. For Bastia, there was nothing quite like a side dish.
“You guys. What are you talking about with your friends? Stick together.”
“Ah, sir. You must have heard wrong.”
“You don’t need a referee?”
“a. Sir, what is the referee… . It’s not even a child, who fights.”
At Ida’s voice, Bastia licked her lips and passed by. As for Bastia, he intended to instigate a fight, but the children had misunderstood his words. The jackal gang went into the dormitory building, keeping their eyes open.
He did not forget to leave a very common line to John.
“You John, wait and see.”
John quietly listened to the sound of footsteps receding. As the Jackal’s gang disappeared, Evangeles, standing in front of the dormitory, looked at John’s legs and said,
“Can you climb the stairs?”
“I’m going up later.”
“If it hurts, don’t hesitate. I will take you to your room.”
“It’s okay, go in first.”
Evangeles put on a somewhat puzzled expression before entering the dormitory building.
John rubbed his ankles and sat down on the railing of the stairs. With the Jackal’s gang out of sight, one of the girls who had been following John mustered up the courage to speak.
“What kind of female figure do you like, Mr. Yohan?”
After struggling with his answer, John spoke a little gloomily.
“Does anyone remember a previous life?”
Even among the talkative girls, silence reigned. It was a worthy question. Ida said with a straight face.
“Wow, oppa, you are so consistent… . Do you still ask people about that?”
In the month before coming to the academy, this was something Yohan often said while drinking. ‘Is there anyone around you who remembers your previous life?’ Even Yohan could admit that his comment was a bit corny. The girls tilted their heads and asked.
“uh? past life? What is it?”
“Isn’t that a religious word?”
If you really have memories of your past life, you wouldn’t answer like that.
John shook his head slightly.
“… no. This is the men’s dormitory, so please go home.”
Ida also added to the girls who feel sorry for them.
“okay. you go first This is a male dong.”
“to be. You too, you girl.”
The girls added a few more words, but John silently bit them. John wanted to sit there alone for a while. After taking a few steps, Ida looked back and said.
“Brother Yohan, now that I think about it, I think I had a previous life-”
“Don’t lie and go.”
Ida also grumbled and walked away. John stared at the wall of the building. There were posters advertising various clubs.
Tea club, poetry club, social club, religious club… Each phrase was colorfully written to welcome new students. If there had been a ‘reincarnation research group’ among the clubs, John might have been interested in it.
Rebirth.
It was a question I had when I first came here. The one I had after accepting that this is a game world.
Am I the only one reincarnated in this world?
What are the conditions for reincarnation, and can it be canceled?
The reason you can calculate the odds of a card is because the number and type of cards are fixed. The reason why the odds of winning a card game can be calculated is because the genealogy and its height are fixed.
However, at least near Yeongji, there was no information about the reincarnated person. Since reincarnation only happened to him, John couldn’t find any rules.
“Whoa… .”
As I traced what made me reincarnate, I unintentionally came across gloomy memories. Oneself putting one’s neck in a circular ring descending from the ceiling.
John said with a wry smile.
“come out.”
There was no one around anyway. Yohan had a clear ear, and during the steps he took on the stairs, there were definitely times when he got smaller and then got bigger again.
When the opponent showed up, Yohan checked the system log of the opponent.
“Was your name Mubartrigger?”
“this. Do you remember me?”
Two people walked out of the dormitory.
The tall guy and the short guy.
“No one is watching anymore.”
Mubartrigger’s expression looked arrogant. Finding the source is not difficult. Just like height, muscle mass is a power that can be easily understood just by looking at it.
John didn’t have a lot of muscle.
And John knew.
Sometimes that ‘looking weak’ can also be a weapon.
“Come closer if you have something to say.”
“As expected, an honor student. Progress is fast.”
Mubartrigger shrugged and approached. It was a seemingly defenseless move.
Yohan opened his eyes wide in surprise and looked again toward the bulletin board.
“What are you looking at?”
Mubartrigger followed that gaze. But nothing unusual. It’s just club invitation flyers that came into being not too long ago.
Instead of answering, John cautiously stepped on his injured foot.
In the direction where Muba Trigger is standing.
It is a sober but well-taken paint through the eyes. Yohan bet on the match even before Mubar Trigger’s head returned. John’s clenched fists stretched out with terrifying speed.
And at that moment, the fight was over.
puck.
Mubartrigger couldn’t even finish his words. John’s precisely aimed fist turned his chin.
With a thump, the Mubar Trigger collapsed.
The kid standing next to Muba Trigger rubbed his eyes.
It was a scene I couldn’t believe.
‘Can you knock it down in one hit?’
Mubartrigger was tall, so his fall was more dramatic. It wasn’t even that I was pushed and fell. Like a building with missing pillars, it collapsed vertically.
The child gulped.
“Uh, uh… .”
The child looked at John’s fist in fear. Then he must have thought that those dwarf-looking fists contained terrifying power. Of course, this was a mistake.
Yah is not a force to strike. direction of hitting Hitting the tip of the lower jaw as if brushing it to make the brain shake momentarily.
This is the principle of a knockout that often occurs in boxing or mixed martial arts. Unless there was a sharp difference in physicality like Jackal, Yohan could finish the opponent with a single shot like this.
After sighing, Yohan calmly touched his fist. John glared at the short guy and said.
“Are you going to do it too?”
The short opponent raised both hands with a bewildered expression. The obvious sign of surrender made John happy inside.
It wasn’t unbearable, but my foot throbbed along with my fist.
From John’s point of view, it had to be one room. If I had to risk this sore leg and go to the fight, it would have been a defeat.
“Oh, no. We are not here to fight.”
John laughed. After being beaten, everyone longs for peace. It was not hit with force, so the jaw would not have been broken or severely injured.
Yohan had no intention of being branded as a violent student when he had just entered school.
“If you want to lie on the floor again, go around spreading the word that I hit you.”
“eww… .”
Mubartrigger let out a low moan. Confirming that there was no one around, Yohan added strength to Muba Trigger, who was blinking while lying down.
“If you’re going to start a fight in the future, only go to me. Don’t involve people.”
It was a short child who received John’s words.
“Hey, but we didn’t really mean to fight.”
“Isn’t it convincing? You had a fight before.”
“You can’t help it then. I was with the jackal kids.”
“You guys, wasn’t he a kid?”
“after… Tired of that sound.”
The last words were those of Mubartrigger.
He touched his dizzy head and raised his upper body. Then, after touching his chin a few times, he said.
“It certainly seems like it was a fluke that we beat Bastia. It must have been a lot of fighting.”
Mubartrigger got on his knees and tried to get himself up. John couldn’t allow it. Anyway, my ankle is uncomfortable, and there are two opponents. Of course, I didn’t feel any fighting spirit from the remaining one, but there was always a case of what-if.
John held out his palm.
“stop. Sit down and talk.”
“I have no intention of fighting.”
“Kids who tried to fight and lost usually said that.”
“hey… , You can’t sit down like this at the entrance of the dormitory and talk, can you?”
John tilted his head. The opponent was slumped, but he didn’t look lethargic.
Besides, the character design was not familiar to the eye. Yohan quietly observed the other person’s impression.
Thin eyes and an elongated face.
The red part at the tip of his pointed chin is the part that was swollen from his fist. If there was anything impressive, it was the expression he was making.
A person who was caught in an ambush, a person who tried to fight and lost, a person who was caught trying to lie… There is an expression that should stick to the faces of such people. However, this tall kid did not show the servility that such a person should have.
“I promise. I have no intention of punching.”
Of course, there are people who are surprisingly good at lying.
John did not rule out the possibility that this tall leg had the same aptitude as himself.
John glared at him with cold eyes and said.
“promise? Puck or trust goes. The Mubar Trigger of the Frodo family.”
Mubartrigger was surprised.
“you… how?”
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No wonder he was upset. It was the only time he gave his family name to his first swordsmanship class. And even then, he gave the fake family name ‘Hanako’.
John narrowed his eyes and said.
“There is no family called ‘Hanako’ in the Empire.”
“So, how, I’m from the Frodo family… .”
That’s because I checked his system logs, of course.