33. Gap (3)
Lee Do-jin opened his eyes.
Only returned to reality.
Around 550 academy cadets entered in front of me.
If there were even 12 members around, they would have said that they had a hard time with each other, but since they returned in random order, no 12 people were seen.
All the people moved slowly to the main auditorium.
Unlike the atmosphere of aiming a weapon at the other person just before, the air was floating.
Instructor Park Cheol-woong went up to the podium.
As he clapped, a holographic window appeared.
All the members of the Combat Division 1 to 10 stared at the hologram window in front of them in a daze.
1St place: 12 pairs – 208 items
2Nd place: 5 pairs – 125 items
3Rd Place: 37 Articles – 98 Items
4Th place: 41 pairs – 83 items
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It was first place.
I already knew from the mock dungeon that I was ranked first, so the feeling was not new.
“This will end the mock dungeon test. Everyone suffered a lot.”
After Instructor Park Cheol-woong’s words, the cadets began to scatter.
“Dojin! Dojin!”
I stared at the pink-haired woman running towards me. She was Baekhwayeon.
“I heard that the 12th group is four! 2Nd place is ours! Wow, but what is the score difference?”
The 5th group was Baek Hwa-yeon’s group.
Seeing as I’ve never encountered one in the simulated dungeon, the cave must have been quite large.
“You must have suffered a lot.”
“No, everyone followed me better than I thought. I had to do it.”
As I was talking with Baek Hwa-yeon, several more people approached me.
It was Choi Bit-na and Ryu Ji-ah.
Choi Bit-na came up to Lee Do-jin and put her hand on her shoulder.
“Master! Great job!”
It seemed that he didn’t care, or even didn’t care, who was nearby.
Baek Hwa-yeon looked at Choi Bit-na with her strange face.
Baek Hwa-yeon stared intently at Choi Bit-na, her first meeting.
“Why does this friend call you Master?”
Bitna Choi smiled and patted her on the shoulder.
“Because I am a teacher! You made me completely reborn!”
Baek Hwa-yeon made a more incomprehensible expression.
“Again… born?”
“Yes! Completely!”
Bitna Choi’s eyes were shining.
Baek Hwa-yeon thought that she was quite lively, but she felt that her liveliness was fading.
While Choi Bit-na was shaking her bobbed hair and making a fuss about her, someone else approached.
A female swordsman with long hair with her eyes closed.
It was Jiah Ryu. Ryu Ji-ah walked lightly and looked at Lee Do-jin and said.
“You worked hard today. Dojin.”
“Oh, you suffered a lot too.”
Jiah Liu smiled her eyes.
“Sure, tomorrow morning.”
“Uh, see you tomorrow morning.”
Jiah Liu lightly exchanged her greetings with the rest of her crew, then slowly moved her steps.
After Jia Liu said that, she quickly left.
Baek Hwa-yeon’s eyes followed Ji-ah Ryu.
Baek Hwa-yeon soon turned her head toward Lee Do-jin.
“Why do you see Jia Ryu tomorrow morning?”
“I practice sparring every morning.”
“… You say you meet every morning? What time?”
“About 6:30 in the morning?”
Baek Hwa-yeon opened her mouth blankly.
“Then… You said you trained every morning for an hour each morning for a month?”
“That’s how it is.”
For some reason, Baek Hwa-yeon trembled with her body. She asked herself. Waking up at 6:30 every morning?
‘Impossible.’
It was also hard to get up at 8:00 in the morning.
Exercise every morning. Just the two of you.
‘I’ll try it tomorrow.’
I’ll have to see with my own two eyes how the two of us train together. So concluded.
“There are a lot of women….”
Baek Hwa-yeon muttered and glanced at Choi Bit-na.
She still had her eyes fixed on Lee Do-jin, shaking her bobbed hair and shooting out her bright eyes.
The same goes for Jia Ryu, who just disappeared.
She is Lee Do-jin, who only thinks of swords.
Jihoon Kim stood next to him.
“Hey, it’s 1st place, how about a drink?”
Bitna Choi glared at Jihoon Kim.
“Tomorrow is Tuesday, what kind of alcohol are you having? Gia went too.”
“That’s right, I don’t have Jia.”
Kim Ji-hoon complied with Choi Bit-na’s words sooner than expected. Scratching his head, he grinned.
“Okay, let’s eat next time. Soon.”
“Yes! 1St place celebration on Friday night?”
“Oh, okay.”
It was only after Choi Bit-na heard Lee Do-jin’s confirmation that she took her hand off her shoulder and disappeared with her classmate Kim Ji-hoon.
The people who were cornered by Lee Do-jin disappeared. Only Baekhwayeon remained. Baek Hwa-yeon opened her mouth again.
“Master asked Do-jin to tell him that what he said when he first met you would finally be ready soon. What is it?”
Lee Do-jin seemed to know what the object Yu Seol-ah was talking about meant.
And she didn’t feel the need to hide it from Baek Hwa-yeon in front of her.
“Even if you don’t tell me if you’re in trouble….”
“No, it would be fine if you knew. It must be an elixir that enhances internal energy.”
“I see!”
Lee Do-jin did not know why Baek Hwa-yeon’s complexion suddenly brightened.
“See you tomorrow.”
Even Baek Hwa-yeon disappeared.
Lee Do-jin immediately moved her steps to her dormitory. It was clear that she had been fighting for six hours, so her fatigue was piled up quite a bit.
She went to the dormitory and lay down on the bed.
[Prepare.]
Lee Do-jin entered the world of Mistiltein as always.
Mistil Thein stared at Lee Do-jin while blowing her white hair.
“You are here. Master.”
“Oh, I’m back.”
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Lee Do-jin heard a sound he hadn’t heard before.
“… What else are you eating?”
Hwangbo Seryeong was eating somen noodles, not the next one.
Hwangbo Se-ryeong, who was crazy about her food, asked her to try it if it was possible to extract and shape her memories of food from Lee Do-jin, but unfortunately, she did not respond to Lee Do-jin’s ability of Mistil Thein.
Hwang Bo Se-ryeong said that she was not too disappointed and enjoyed this situation with only the food she had visualized in her own head.
Hwangbo Se-ryeong looked at Lee Do-jin.
“Did you win? That what Didn’t she say she was taking a test?”
“Yes, I won.”
“Yes, I have to win whatever.”
Lee Do-jin picked up the book on her table.
It was a military office.
Lee Do-jin read the book of martial arts carefully.
Lee Do-jin read the martial arts rules written on her and stood out in her eyes.
“Is it mine?”
“Then, I know for sure that the reason I am maintaining my existence here is to improve your martial arts. Wait a little longer I’m looking at your hand a little to match your movements.”
After she said that, she drank the bamboo leaf extract from the bottle.
Her face didn’t blush at all.
“Would you like a drink too?”
Then she held out the bottle to Mistil Thein.
Mistil Thein puffed out her cheeks.
“You don’t bother me like this when we’re alone. This is because the owner has come and has nothing to say.”
Unlike the case of Sword Emperor Dan Chun-wu, Hwangbo Se-ryeong spent significantly more time with Mistiltein.
As long as Lee Do-jin spent her school life, the two of them were always together.
Mistil Thein, who rejected her alcohol, sat down in front of Hwangbo Se-ryeong and ate her somen noodles.
It was very cute watching her eat with her mouth closed.
Hwangbo Se-ryeong, still holding her hair in her tousled like lion’s mane, stared at it with the corners of her mouth raised.
She stared at him for a moment, then she looked at Lee Do-jin again.
“You should have a celebratory drink.”
Lee Do-jin also stared at Hwang Bo-se-ryeong.
Hwangbo Se-ryeong’s expression as she handed her a bottle was too bright to say that she was old-fashioned.
“I will eat from the glass.”
“… Oh, don’t be like a man.”
Cheoljjoljjol….
Hwangbo Se-ryeong said so, but she calmly poured her a glass into her glass.
Lee Do-jin stared at the clear bamboo leaves in the glass.
“Let’s have a toast.”
She raised her glass and said.
Hwangbo Se-ryeong frowned slightly between her brows.
“What is Cheers?”
“Changing glasses.”
“Changing glasses?”
Lee Do-jin lifted her glass and bumped into one of the glasses on the table.
“Like this.”
“Ooh.”
Hwangbo Se-ryeong, who burst into admiration for her subtle, tried to make her own. Lee Do-jin hurriedly took the bottle from her.
Hwangbo Se-ryeong saw Lee Do-jin pouring her alcohol and she smiled again.
“Cheers. Where I lived I would have cut off her hand if she had bumped someone else’s glass.”
“Because where I live is not so desolate.”
Hwangbo Se-ryeong smiled.
“Monsters appear. Isn’t it desolate where guys with strange abilities kill people? You are good at farming. If it’s the world you said before, then your world isn’t much different from Moorim.”
The glasses of Lee Do-jin and Hwang Bo-se-ryeong collided and made a cheerful sound.
Lee Do-jin turned her head and drank the glass.
“Why are you turning your head away?”
“This is a courtesy for elders.”
“… Are you counting me old?”
“No, it’s just polite.”
The two of you are quiet. And I drank comfortably. Hwangbo Se-ryeong, who had driven her drunkenness away, calmly accepted it this time.
It is because Lee Do-jin, who is working on a masterpiece right in front of his eyes, drank alcohol without driving out his drunkenness.
She was able to get rid of drunkenness because she had reached the point where she reached 3 stars, but she did not feel the need to do so.
It doesn’t affect reality anyway.
“You drink well.”
Hwang Bo Se-ryeong said very warmly.
Mistiltane laughed at the two drinking.
A long night passed with a mock dungeon test.
***
Tiriririri-!
“Aagh!”
The pale pink-haired woman hurriedly got out of bed.
“Oh, I chewed up some alarms!”
Baek Hwa-yeon looked at her smartphone in a fright.
It was eight o’clock.
Jia Ryu and Dojin Lee’s plan to start the morning training went wrong.