The Second Salvation Myth of a Retired Returning Hero chapter 11

11. tournament

11. tournament

“…what?”

I could hear the cadets clicking their tongues all around. Even among other cadets other than Doyun, this Minotaur’s reputation was not very good.

Thorn twitched his snub nose and frowned.

It’s always like this. Since the last mana test, Thorn has been childishly and persistently arguing with Do-yoon, harboring ill feelings.

According to the cadets around him, Thorn was the cadet who became the laughing stock of the instructors when he asked, “What would happen if you broke the steel plate?” on the day of the test.

It seems that Doyoon took Thorn’s performance, grater shattering, and suffered evil. It was a really funny sign.

“go away. That bitch is mine.”

And the fact that he was in heat with Sophie also played a part.

‘So steady…’

Doyoon did not hate Thorn in front of him. As a guild master in his previous life, he was always somewhat lenient towards talented people.

Thorn wasn’t as good as Sophie, but he was still quite talented. Comparatively, on the same level as Debussy? It deserved to be called Sujae.

Although he lacks intelligence and patience, Doyun, who has traveled the continent and experienced countless races, thought that aspect was not too bad.

Do-yoon’s favorite races, trolls and werewolves, also had fiery personalities.

‘But these guys are the ones who deserve the title of warrior.’

When you live together, you feel stupid, lack of patience and feeling. However, on the battlefield, he is braver and stronger than anyone else.

Doyoon definitely believed that the Minotaur race was like that too.

But apart from that, the current situation was very difficult.

Doyoon looked at Sophie’s expression. She seemed to be restless at the current situation that was causing trouble to Do-yoon.

The only thing Thorn likes is probably Doyoon. Sophie must be under a lot of stress from the current situation.

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Just as I was contemplating how to get rid of this, five or six female students rushed in and blocked the gap between Thorn and the two.

Thorn frowned.

“go away.”

“Cow, are you starting again?”

“I am not a cow. i don’t get milk go away.”

“Wash up, you cow. It smells like rotten milk.”

“I am not a cow. I’m not interested in low quality bitches like you. go away.”

“Even if you are greedy, are you greedy for Sophie? on your subject? Gotta climb the tree to be crossed, cow.”

“I am not a cow. you stupid bitches Get off immediately.”

The confrontation between Thorn and the female cadets began.

Violence is strictly prohibited within the cradle. Thanks to that, Thorn could only growl.

He had already been punished for causing a major accident. The use of force by the instructors was enough to teach him the rules even with his stupid brain.

Sophie took Doyoon’s hand and left the place. Thorn, foolishly, fell for their provocation and did not pay attention to Doyun. It was like a bull staring at the red cloth in front of his eyes.

“…I have to thank them sometime. You always get help like this.”

“Ah, I’ll pass on my thanks! Because it happened because of me in the first place…”

The female cadets just now were followers of Sophie.

Like a place where people live, the cradle is also formed in a kind of line.

As more than three weeks have passed, the cadets have grasped the atmosphere of this place quite a bit.

Your grades at the cradle have a huge impact on your life after the cradle, namely guild scouting. Most of the cadets knew this.

For this reason, the center of the faction is always talented people who achieve excellent results. Sophie, one of the leading talents in the party, was also at the center of the biggest clique in the cradle.

Doyoon was very surprised by that part.

‘I was worried that I would be ostracized among women.’

Do-yoon remembered the jealous glances many female cadets gave her at the time of Sophie’s debut in the Mana Test.

Also, in Do-yoon’s eyes, Sophie had an introverted and tender personality. Because of that, I was half concerned about Sophie and went out with her, but later I found out that she was the most influential person in Yoram.

Sophie’s skill seemed to be much greater than Do-yoon’s thought. Rumor has it that she won over the cadets with her characteristic gentle yet cool-headed, queenly charisma.

‘…Cold-hearted? Queen?’

It was a rumor that made Doyun tilt his head a lot, but… Rumors are usually exaggerated and misrepresented. I thought so and moved on.

Of course, Thorn is also a great talent. But unlike Sophie, who embraces people with her kindness and coordinates them with her charisma, Thorn is just wild and stupid.

He was also a top-ranked talent who was scheduled to be scouted by a good guild… but no one wanted to be with him.

Sophie grabbed Doyun by the collar and led him. Do-yoon’s eyes went to her lower body, which was twitching right in front of him.

‘…It must be a rumor, right?’

Another rumor that Doyoon heard. It was a rumor that Thorn, who had been flirting with Sophie, fainted from one of her high kicks.

Doyoon shook his head. No matter how angry she was, there was no way Sophie, who was so kind and gentle, would have done that.

In front of Doyoon, Sophie was just an infinitely true woman.

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The cradle was opened and four weeks had passed.

End of week 4. Tournament evaluation has begun.

“The rules are simple. After receiving the desired armament, go up to the ring and fight one-on-one. Murder is absolutely forbidden, and further fighting after surrender and declaration of inability to fight is also prohibited.”

Even if a part of the body is damaged or seriously injured, it is completely healed by the waiting healers.

Truly, it is the perfect environment to fully show off one’s capabilities.

The grades in the cradle are displayed as ranks and are disclosed to the outside world. And this grade is determined by summing up the scores in each class.

This means that any part not related to the class will not be graded.

However, the cadets are people from other dimensions who come from various dimensions and have various talents. In addition to the competencies covered in class, there are many hidden talents.

And this is also a very important area when scouting talent.

A place to show off such talent openly, reflect it in your score, and increase your value. That was the significance of this tournament.

“The winner will be selected one from each of the four groups, for a total of four. Also, in this tournament, an elixir is prepared as a prize for the winner, so everyone, do your best!”

The instructors whispered. Although it was communicated in advance, it did not change that it was an unprecedented event.

It wasn’t that there was noise. The fairness that the winner is paid through an open competition, and the transparency that it was prepared at the dean’s private expense. And, there were other big topics that could not be compared to these trifles.

However, everyone was curious about the dean’s intentions.

‘It’s an elixir…’

Doyoon fell into nostalgia for a moment.

The young medicine is also a long time ago. Because it’s something that doesn’t exist on Earth.

Enoch had consumed all kinds of elixirs in his previous life.

He regressed 17 times. Each time he returned, knowledge about the future accumulated, including the location of all kinds of elixirs, how to acquire them, and how to consume them.

Perhaps, no one on all continents had ever consumed as many elixirs as Enoch.

‘Come to think of it, this body has a different absorption rate of the elixir?’

The rate of absorption of the medicine is also determined by the difference in body constitution. This is also treated as an area of talent.

The body of a divine beast. This body showed exceptional talent in all fields. The absorption rate of the elixir was also expected.

Besides, the elixir is also a kind of delicacy. Do-yoon, who enjoyed gourmet food while traveling around the continent, was looking forward to the elixir she would get this time in many ways.

“Okay then, let the tournament begin!”

The cadets looked around. Then I noticed a slight discomfort.

“Why are there so many instructors? Aren’t they almost all together?”

“…wasn’t this just a grade evaluation?”

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Just like the mana test, there were a lot of instructors around.

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Just, ‘This tournament is a big event like a mana test.’ There were some cadets who wanted to, but quite a few of them felt a different sense of incongruity than during the mana test.

The instructors’ momentum was much more serious than usual. It’s not just a serious level, some instructors were really turning on the light in their eyes.

All of this was because of the boss monster killer, that is, Do-yoon.

‘Week 4 is over. If you don’t find it here, you really fall behind in the scouting race.’

‘…Who the hell is it that hasn’t come out yet?’

‘Fuck… If I can’t find it, I’ll really lose my sponsorship…’

Rumors of the boss monster killer, which began to spread from the 2nd week, are now unknown among the instructors at Cradle.

The only boss monster killer in Yoram’s 70-year history. The appearance of the treasure shocked the instructors as well as the guilds outside the cradle.

There were information agreements to prevent foreign guilds from intervening, fierce conflicts between large guilds, and pressure to disclose information to Yoram.

To put it mildly, the royal family intervened to prevent a war between guilds from breaking out.

The result is the atmosphere of the gymnasium today. Today, one of the few opportunities to intuit the battles of other position cadets, a very heavy tension was formed around the instructors sponsored by large guilds.

In particular, the attention was focused on the cadets of the swordsmanship class.

‘According to rumors, the body of the boss monster was full of sword wounds.’

It was one of the reasons why Do-yoon, who was a strong candidate for the boss monster killer, got out of the center of the rumor.

Sophie was the only one who knew that Doyoon’s main weapon in the current cradle was a sword, and that she would use a sword in this tournament.

Of course, Do-yoon, who had a thoroughly private life focusing on training, was completely unaware of these trends surrounding him.

“The bracket is drawn up through a lottery right now, and cadets in non-combat positions and support positions are excluded from the bracket.”

Huge tournament with around 220 out of 300 people participating. The 110 matches, which are a kind of preliminary round, will end sooner than expected.

It is an abbreviated game played simultaneously with only one instructor and no properly equipped ring. Progress had to be quick.

What’s more, about 20 of those games were meant to be abstained. There are some weeds who gave up on their grades, and there are cases where the difference in skill was markedly matched.

“First of all, we will receive matching applicants before drawing up the table.”

Basically, the bracket is drawn randomly, but a desired match may be received with mutual consent from both sides.

It is not necessary to apply. There is a risk of match fixing, so some consent from the instructors is required.

But in any case, consent does not fall. How can the instructors find out at a glance whether it is match fixing or not? From the administrators’ point of view, it was inevitable that random, without gossip, would be preferred.

However, there are rare cases where consent is lost.

This is also a performance venue to see the talented people’s talents in the end. If a big match that attracts the interest of many people is concluded, permission is often given.

And right now, such a big match was about to happen.

“Yes, there is a raised cow. tell me.”

For a while, I frowned at the word “cow”. Thorn’s mouth twitched at the gaze that was focused on him.

Yes, the attention of small puppies and this sense of superiority. It was a privilege I should have, not that parasitic brother-in-law.

“I will nominate.”

With everyone’s attention, Thorn, who slightly erected his lower body, pointed his finger at Han Do-yoon.

“Come out, human.”

Do-yoon, feeling that he was caught up in something troublesome, frowned.

“Let’s compete to see who is the superior male.”

Thorn snorted! Spit it out, twitching the golden nose.

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