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“Seo, sir! Hurry up and cancel the bet!”
“Hmm?”
It was the first thing I heard after being in charge of class C for an hour.
The words that the small class president of Class C shouted while raising his head.
He told me to return the bet right away.
“Let’s hear the reason.”
“The opponent is class A! While this class is made up of children who have been called geniuses since childhood, we are children who are close to geniuses, so how will we win?”
“So you want to give up?”
“Po, I don’t intend to give up, but I think it’s better to at least cancel the bet! The opponent is so strong that he even made a bet when he was nervous, so the pressure is extreme!”
“It makes sense.”
“Then… !”
“No, but I have no intention of canceling the bet.”
“Why?”
The class president narrowing his forehead and glaring at me.
I really liked how bold he was, unlike the other students.
You must have enough leadership to be class president.
“Because the chances of me losing are slim.”
“The chances of losing are slim? The opponents are class A’s brilliant students?”
“They all got trampled on by me. Raw meat is nothing more than a child.”
“That might have been possible because the teacher was strong, but we… !”
“Yes, you are not me, so I cannot unilaterally subdue you. But that doesn’t mean you guys can’t win.”
I glanced at Class A.
Professor Bradley was passionately guiding the class A students, boosting their morale.
However, the students of Class A were passing his words over their ears.
At that time, he would yell at the problematic student and point out his attitude.
As his resentment towards Professor Brad Lee increased, he did not even listen to him.
A conflict caused by high self-esteem.
It was clear that even if the professor came up with a very good strategy, he would act as he pleased.
This friction was the first victory condition.
“Even if I say this, it would be hard to honestly believe it. But trust me and follow me. Then I will give you the sweetness of victory that you have never felt before.”
“Do you really think it is possible?”
“If it was an improbable story, I wouldn’t have brought it up in the first place.”
In this world, there are many cases where you fight against opponents who are higher in weight than you.
There are times when I fight not only with my size, but also with those who are at a higher level than me in swordsmanship and magic.
Does the weak have to be beaten every time it happens?
Absolutely not.
If David fought Goliath with a strategy, even the weak could win.
I thought so and spoke confidently, but the reaction was not very good.
The appearance of students who are shrinking.
It was proof that the perception that even if you die and wake up, you won’t be able to win, is embedded in your body.
In order to win, it was necessary to solve this fundamental problem.
“First of all, let me tell you one thing for sure. No matter what the outcome of this mock battle is, if there is a student from Class A who stabs you, I will kill that kid with my own hands.”
Pudeuk-!
With the flesh lightly released, the bones in the knuckles were lightly released.
The students in Class C must have been frightened by that appearance, so they all swallowed saliva and nodded.
The class president, who was especially close to me, was trembling with his pupils constricted.
She thought she had done something sorry for her and she quickly took her life.
“Hmmm! My point is, even if you win, don’t be afraid of the aftermath. I will protect you, so fight with confidence.”
“Yes… ….”
“Okay, next is the strategy, but follow me as I teach you. It will be more fun than you think.”
I was also born as a sub-protagonist who had no choice but to be pushed by the main character in terms of potential.
But now, after overcoming numerous hardships and adversities, he has surpassed the main character.
As much as it was, I think the students in Class C have a similar fate to mine.
That’s why I want to tell you all the more, and I also miss you.
The sight of a genius defeating a genius.
***
Two students facing each other facing each other.
One was Martin, a male student wearing a monocle, and the other was Azel, a slim female student.
A class A wizard and a C class swordsman, respectively, the difference in expression between the two was stark.
Martin was only raising the corner of her right mouth in her arrogance, while Arzel relaxed her body with a poopy look.
Those who are sure of victory and those who lament that they are at the forefront of misfortune.
On the surface, it seemed that the winner had already been decided.
‘Ehh… ! If I’m going to lose anyway, I’ll do what the teacher advised me to do.”
Asel shook off her wild thoughts and began to trace her past.
Bern taught various strategies to the students in Class C before the match.
Among them, there was a strategy that I told you to use only when you are in the vanguard.
“You can’t be so lucky. I’m the vanguard and at least have to fight with me… I’m sorry…….”
“Noisy.”
“This, this b*tch?!”
Asel kicked her off the ground and ran towards Martin.
She was trying to catch her opponent off guard who had been talking for a while.
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‘Listen to me. Due to the nature of class A, except for the student council president, they will definitely be loud. Then don’t hesitate and attack me.’
As Bern expected, Martin chatted to look down on his opponent even as the match started, and he was paying the price.
However, Azel was not a first-class swordsman, so even though she attacked, she gave the opponent room to respond.
‘It doesn’t matter if it’s not fast. She stretches out straight with the momentum to kill her opponent.’
Azel ran to the shortest route to Martin.
Although it wasn’t fast, the momentum was so brave that Martin shrank a little.
“Go, how dare you cowardly attack me?”
Martin reached out both of her hands toward Arzel.
A red magic circle was drawn in front of his hand, creating a blazing fireball.
‘A surprise attack makes the opponent nervous. Because of the mindset that you have to respond quickly even if you have enough time. It will come with a relatively weak attack. So it’s good to avoid it, but if you do, you’ll break your posture, so just warmly greet me.’
A fireball fired from a magic circle.
Despite running towards Arzel, she did not slow down.
“Did he go crazy!”
“Huh… !”
Asel raised her arm to block the flying fireball.
The skin on her forearm burned red, but she held on by clenching her molars.
In the end, the momentary pain could not stop Azel’s advance.
‘Just live and die for once. I believe that sweet victory awaits behind the pain.’
Azel received it with his entire body without dodging or striking back.
Her eyes were like those of a fierce tiger, and she was fixed only on her prey.
“No, ignorant b*tch… !”
“It’s no use!”
Martin ran behind her and tried to cast the next spell, but she was already within range of Asel.
No matter how class A he is, he who has only trained magic cannot surpass the body of a trained swordsman.
In the end, he froze on the spot with an expression full of astonishment.
“It’s over!”
“Keuheouk!”
Bagak-!
Azel’s training wooden sword landed straight on the top of Martin’s head.
Martin’s expression contorted with the impact that almost shattered his skull.
The blow flipped Martin’s eyes, and he fell to the floor.
‘Let’s finish with a splendid ending.’
Azel is looking at the result made while remembering Bern’s advice.
When she did as he said, she won her victory. It was also against the students of class A who usually despised them.
Azel involuntarily clenched her fists as her indescribable joy surged.
“I won!”
“Did you really win? Azel?”
“It was real! Seriously, we won against Class A!”
Waaa-!!
A thunderous roar erupted from Class C.
Because the impossible happened. Even if the opponent was caught off guard, the victory was a clear victory.
Meanwhile, the class A students were glaring at the class C students as if they were very displeased…….
“Hey, don’t these guys close their eyes? Are you glaring at your opponent for what you did well when you lost?”
I was forced to bow my head by Vern, who came to class A after finishing the fast-paced lecture.
Except for one person, Irem, who was the student president and Kang Jun-hyeok’s mentor.
“Teacher, we are not defeated. That idiot lost his guard.”
“Oh, so you’re saying we can win if we don’t pay attention, right?”
“Of course.”
“What will you do if you lose?”
“That never happened, so it’s just a meaningless assumption.”
Hearing Irem’s words, Vern smiled.
He pinched her index finger and pressed hard against Irem’s forehead, pushing away.
“Ugh!”
“That kind of thinking is called carelessness, you idiot. In battle we have to make the assumption that we lose by squeezing. That way you can avoid unexpected situations. No matter how confident you are in a fight, keep in mind that there is a 0.1% Chance of losing. Otherwise, you will die on the battlefield later.”
Death was futile even for a general with great military power and intellect.
The pride of Korea, Admiral Yi Sun-sin, was also killed by enemy bullets.
In the fantasy world, it wouldn’t be strange if a soldier died at any time on the battlefield.
Bern knew that, so he scolded Irem.
“You can’t be offended. I will have to impose a special penalty.”
“Bur, the penalty?”
“Yes, if I lose, I will rip your hymen with your sword.”
With those words, Bern gets up and walks leisurely to the C class students.
Irem hated Vern for casually uttering her scary words.
‘There’s no way I can lose.’
Irem was one of those who later became famous as a sword master.
lol she ends up having constant s*x with her sword