155 – 148.Midterm exam-1
“Why doesn’t the teacher look thin?”
“What the hell happened during lunch?”
“Maybe he came after clearing a nearby dungeon as a fire extinguisher.”
Have s*x, these.
To be precise, I was squeezed by Cpeterios and the dragon.
I wanted to do it in moderation, but the two wouldn’t let go.
Needless to say about Breeze, even Meryl found out about her pleasure and then she clung to me and didn’t fall off.
As a result, I ended up playing dissolutely in the chairman’s office until the lunch break was just around the corner.
I don’t know what to say about the expression on the director’s face after it was over.
“Start class.”
Thump!
Blowing the book down on the podium, he dismissed the growing rumors.
Rumors within the academy spread appallingly fast.
There are many incidents caused by rumors in the work, so you shouldn’t give the opportunity to dig deep.
The only person who knows the full story of the incident is the chairman.
His mouth is on the heavy side, so you should be relieved.
As soon as it is revealed, this academy will disappear due to the wrath of the light dragon, so from the director’s point of view, the secret will be strictly observed.
‘It’s a matter of how we look at his face from now on… ….’
The person I hired is a man who mixes himself with Kwangryong.
From his point of view, I’m like a bomb that explodes if I touch him wrong, so I think he’ll be awkward for a while.
[Did you feel good?]
‘Why are you like this again?’
[Go!! Doing something pleasant alone in a situation where you want to do this body too… !]
‘I’ll take care of it when I go back to the dorm today.’
[Yes… ! If you think that this body will satisfy you enough to caress it, you are mistaken!]
‘Even if it’s polished using the finest grinding stone you wanted the other day?’
[I can’t wait for the night!]
The brightening in Prach’s voice showed how much she loved her grooming.
In particular, her sharpening with her whetstone was welcomed with delight.
In terms of human beings, did you say it was time-consuming?
Just as each person has his or her own taste, there must be various symbols for swords.
“Afternoon classes are an extension of yesterday… ….”
“Teacher!”
Just as she was about to start her class, Irem raised her hand.
It is regrettable that I cut off my words halfway through, but it was passed because I finally showed my student-like appearance.
I put the book I was holding on the table.
“What is it?”
“I would like to give you one opinion about the class.”
“Are you complaining about my class?”
As she glared at Irem with her eyes squinted, voices of her concern flowed around her.
“Hey! Class president, what are you doing?”
“Then we are all killed by that mad teacher… !”
“Ha, damn it! Why are you stepping out and making a big deal…….”
Complaints about Irem are popping up all over the place.
Even so, she didn’t mind and carried on with her own words.
“The mid-term exam is just around the corner. In that sense, I want to take classes that will help me pass the exam.”
“Is that the class you want?”
“Yes. I think it is much more beneficial than meaningless content such as attitude toward the sword or love for the sword.”
[Kill that b*tch right now!!]
Prach, one step ahead of me, started to get angry in a fit.
The content of the current class clearly shows the relationship between me and Prach.
I was angry enough to be denied that.
“Are you okay? Maybe I’m missing a big opportunity?”
“It’s okay. I value the present more than the future.”
That was an interesting comment for me.
How will Irem react when he later realizes the conditions to become a Grand Sword Master?
I was curious, but since there was a high possibility that I wouldn’t be there at the time, I decided to pay attention.
“Okay, if you guys want a class like that, I’ll change it.”
“Really?”
“You’re not killing us for objecting to the class later, are you?”
“Don’t worry. I have no intention of imposing any sanctions on you for changing the contents of the class.”
After putting down the textbook I was holding on the table, I pushed the table all the way to the side and pressed it against the wall.
When I turned my head, all the students were tilting their heads at my sudden action.
I have doubts because I don’t know what I’m trying to do.
“What are you staring at? Not rushing.”
“Yes? Are you rushing?”
“Why are you like an amateur? I’m talking about fighting, of course. Engaging with multiple enemies is basic common sense in dungeons, right? “
“What does that have to do with us fighting?”
“I’m going to show you a demonstration myself. A code of conduct when fighting the majority.”
“But aren’t we monsters?”
Everyone frowned or narrowed their eyes, probably because they didn’t like being treated as monsters.
However, for me, it was far from funny.
“Abandon the stereotype that monsters will move simply. Then go hook?”
“Even if it is, I think the movements of humans are much more diverse than those of monsters.”
“That’s a stereotype, you idiot.”
There was a very good example of a monster among them, but no one noticed.
The chaos wagging its long tail while looking at me.
In terms of classification, Chaos, which belongs to monsters, was at a level where even I could not predict its movements.
You can barely put pressure on the chaos by using the power of magic and technology that doesn’t give any gaps.
Even that was just an uncertain assumption.
‘Because I didn’t tell you the truth. It’s natural that I don’t know, but I can’t erase the feeling of stupidity.’
[There is no need to cover it up. Because they’re really stupid guys. They are not the ones who will become great in the future, rejecting the opportunity to become the strongest and aiming for the goal right in front of them.]
‘Are you still thinking about what I said earlier?’
[Hey!]
“Anyway, monsters and humans are all the same to me. Don’t talk nonsense, attack everything.”
“If it’s Dalian, it’s better to go to the training ground…….”
“Since when have dungeons been open spaces? It only makes sense when you fight in a limited space. Don’t whine later, saying that my demonstration and real battle were different.”
Awesome!
At the successive provocations, some students even bit their molars.
Even so, there was not a single guy who attacked without hesitation.
Not only did he know the difference between me and me, but he seemed to think that if he recklessly attacked, he would be treated the same as a monster.
It felt like I could hear the sound of people rolling their heads hard all over the place.
‘Even if they work hard to devise a strategy, what they can do is bound to be limited.’
While I was contemplating when to come back.
Finally, the students took action.
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The rear row quickly stepped back and either created a magic circle or drew a bowstring.
The line stood in front of me, holding their weapons.
“Not bad.”
It is foolish to attack recklessly when there is a clear difference in skill level.
That’s why I’m trying to protect the students in the back row while keeping a certain distance from me.
You must think that if the firepower, which is the specialization of the back row, is concentrated, it will be able to attack me.
“Not that it’s great.”
I dug in between the ranks that were standing upright.
Considering the possibility of involving allies, archers must pay close attention to each step.
Also, wizards won’t be able to use magic with strong range and firepower.
Unless this is Class A full of troublemakers.
Tooquaang-!
A baptism of magic that fires even though you voluntarily entered into a melee.
The students in the back row relentlessly used magic that affected the battle lines.
It is said that there are many monsters who sacrifice their colleagues, but the students in the back row poured out their firepower recklessly without any cause.
“You f*cking things! What are you doing! They’re getting us involved too!”
“If you want to break that damn teacher’s nose, you have to make some sacrifices.”
“Do we have to make sacrifices!”
“That’s because it’s better for us to stay until the end than you guys who are ignorant and strong.”
“Killing… !”
No matter how you look at it, they’re worse than monsters who move instinctively, right?
I told you to fight me, not each other.
It wasn’t that the division was caused by hallucinations or alienation.
I just jumped in first, but the split happened naturally.
“Ugh… !”
A self-centered and narrow-minded way of thinking.
I think we should give up on fixing their proud personality.
I avoided all the projectiles flying at me or tried to collapse the formation.
Immediately after the front line was crushed, I dug into the back line in a month and swung the back of my sword to send them off to the dreamland one by one.
Several spirited students rushed to stop me.
Warriors who abandon their personal feelings and focus only on the enemy in front of them.
However, in the rush, glaring mistakes began to appear.
“The shape of holding the sword is poor. Even if you swing it lightly, it bounces back depending on the angle.”
“Oh… !”
Chaeeng-! Poo-!
While deflecting the student’s sword, he kicked him in the stomach and sent him back.
The moment when the students following him were pushed out at once like dominoes.
Irem jumped at me, using the shoulder of a student who had fallen.
It was an excellent judgment and a clean attitude, but the field of view of the battle situation was terribly lacking.
I grabbed the student next to me by the collar. Using physical strength, the student was pulled between me and Irem.
When Irem throws her sword, her classmate gets hit.
She took a step behind her, clicking her tongue and retracting her sword.
As I watched the scene, I pushed back the student who had become my shield and charged back.
“Oh no… !”
As she was in the position to strike the sword, she twisted the sword and cut off her wrist.
Her sword simply slipped from Irem’s hands as her powers were unleashed by her injuries.
I pointed my sword at her throat.
“It seems that the education you guys need isn’t about clearing dungeons.”
Character education is urgently needed.
“First of all, I have to turn these bastard bastards into proper human beings.”
“Wow!”
Chaos had been watching from the window since the start of the melee.
At my words, it was wagging its tail like a helicopter and its eyes shining.
“No, not you… ….”
The presence of chaos was subtly felt.