Chapter 83 – Entering Prunar Academy
“Do you go back in time?”
“Ahahaha. I used a technique related to time in sparring, but I think you’re talking about that.”
Kitz evasive.
Then he looks at me with a refreshing face.
He has a 100% pure and refreshing face with absolutely no malicious intent, but why am I killing him? Do you feel that
And.
Damn good!!
That’s why I want to scream more.
Let’s be patient though.
What would happen if it was revealed that this bastard was a regressor?
This new warrior
I am a paratrooper.
If we expose each other’s flaws, I’m the one who suffers the loss.
Fucking dildo…
Even if something like the willpower of the world exists and empowers me, it’s a problem even if I’m in a much more advantageous situation.
Fuck that bastard, it’s enough to say fuck it and go back.
Disgusting bastard.
Come to think of it, it’s really fucked up. Being a regressor.
There must have been a way to kill the regressor…
Of course, I don’t mean to stop like this.
Isn’t it fun to harass you if you hit it all at once?
I’ll keep using the fact that you’re a regressor.
I decided to fix it once.
“Yes, that’s right. It was a memorable sparring.”
“Whoa! So who won?!”
The principal, who thought my luck with my time was just bullshit, passed it by without showing any sign of caring.
“It was a draw.”
It was Kitz who answered.
Blut’s face contorted at his words, and Alfred hmmm. And showed an attitude of not knowing what he was thinking.
The principal paused for a moment before speaking.
“Wow? Dragon love draw?”
“It was not a serious sparring.”
This was my answer.
It’s not like I’m saying this to protect Kitz or my status.
I just didn’t want to continue this topic.
Just looking at that bastard’s face makes me angry.
“But why did he come to this place?”
“Ahang. Like I said before, it’s an auction. It’s an auction. He’s also a freshman.”
The student the witch brought must have been that bastard.
Also a topical student. Maybe that kid
It’s a life in the spotlight wherever you go.
However…
“Auction…?”
“Both of them are very unusual students who deviate from the standards of being a student, right? One is a warrior officially recognized in Narnia, the holy land of fanaticism! One is a dragon slayer!”
You’ve gone far beyond the student level.
No matter how genius you are, it will be difficult for a student to catch a dragon.
“It seems that most teachers can’t handle it, so we decided to have a meeting and decide who will take care of the two?”
“It’s a meeting.”
Uh this something… Do you have a feeling that you’re going crazy?
No, it’s not a premonition.
As Japleno and Blt said, I’m treated like a parachute right now.
There are only rumors that he is a dragon slayer, but he has not been certified and his skills have not been verified.
On the other hand, what about that kid?
A warrior is a warrior.
I don’t know how much a hero is worth in this world, but seeing that the eyes of people around him change just by hearing the name of a hero, his status must be enormous.
A teacher of such a warrior? How sweet is this sound?
On the other hand, I am a guy with parachuting suspicions.
Kitsch was anxious to take anyone with him, but I had a fucking hunch that I would be treated like a cold meal.
If that happens, miserable things aside, the thought that the kitz kid will be laughing makes me angry.
Shall we prove her skill by beating the kitsu bastard now…?
But that bastard is stronger than me, damn it.
Even if it wasn’t so, the inside was complicated, but Blut scratched his insides while giggling.
“Why is that?”
“Hmm? No. He seemed to be in high spirits earlier, but now that I look at it, he doesn’t seem to be any different from other strangers.”
“Yes?”
“A while ago. Didn’t you mind Almiraj?”
“?”
When I made a puzzled expression, Blut made a puzzled expression.
“Hey, don’t you know Almiraj? It can’t be…
“…”
Even if you stay still, the middle goes.
That’s why I chose silence.
But do you know what
If you stay still, you’ll go halfway is when you’re not interested in me.
After seeing the changing gaze, I realized the fact within 3 seconds and immediately opened my mouth.
“I don’t know. I just heard that he entered the Floating Island.”
“…”
How to say
Suspicion deepens in the gaze that looks at me.
Up until now, only Grandpa Blut was in a frenzy, but now it feels like most of this room is like that.
The exceptions are the Headmaster and the Witch, and Alfred and Kitz.
Among them, Katz, who smiled brightly, opened her mouth.
“Almiraj. He is also a stranger.”
“Gentile?”
Not a monster?
The name also didn’t feel like a person, but it looked like a monster name, so I wanted to know what kind of boss monster it was.
So what did the system window do to warn me?
Is he that dangerous?
Kitsu didn’t want to hear it, but she began to tease her mouth as if she was like a baby.
“Yes. But among strangers, they are treated as irregulars.”
The reason immediately came to mind.
“Are you killing strangers?”
“Yes. Exactly.”
The title that Katz put on her lips.
Stranger killer.
Being a stranger and killing strangers?
Why?
Why did the system window warn me about that guy?
…
By any chance, did I become a target of Almiraj?
Is that why you warned me?
No, that’s ridiculous When did the baby see me?
“Even if you’re not among strangers, he’s a notorious stranger in the world. But, he broke in? Where did you hear that?”
“…”
If the guy who seemed to be in charge of the world told me about it, he would be treated like a madman.
I pretended to have a personal information network, and a few snorted.
This fucker… I’m worried about you…
“Almiraz.”
Alfred murmured.
It seemed that he was kindly trying to explain who Almiraj was.
He covered his mouth with his clasped hands and muttered.
“First of all, do you know about the title of a stranger?”
“I do not know.”
Blurt was now putting on a puzzled expression, but he flatly ignored it.
Love heart you fucking bitch.
The bigger this anger grows, the more miserable the four years will be.
“Prestigious strangers, i.E. Powerful strangers, are usually given titles.”
“Style.”
“Yes. Stranger killer. Of course, that wasn’t the title at first. He started killing strangers about ten years ago.”
“Massacre?”
“Yes, the word massacre is appropriate. Stranger Dre. Do you know how many strangers appear each year?”
“…”
“I don’t know what path you guys from beyond the World Tree came from, or why you don’t know each other’s starting points. But the numbers are recorded.”
Is the number of occurrences.
I was curious when I heard it. How many guys like me are there?
“Each year, the number of confirmed strangers in each country is approximately two hundred.”
“Two hundred…?”
Is it smaller than you think?
…Is not it.
The magic sword that Julis was holding. It was originally said to belong to the Gentiles.
Two hundred guys with cheats like that appearing every year must be amazing.
“And the number of strangers that Almiraj took the lives of in ten years, a thousand.”
“…”
A thousand people?
…Really?
I froze for a while at a higher number than I thought.
1,000 people… Isn’t that the story of killing half of the strangers who came to this world over ten years?
Aren’t you a stranger killer, not a stranger slayer?
“It’s only confirmed. Besides, there is an element that makes his notoriety even higher. He doesn’t discriminate against anyone.”
“Doesn’t discriminate against the opponent… Does that mean you’re not only targeting the weak?”
“Yes. Leaving aside the question of whether there are weak people among the strangers, there is no such thing as targeting those who are relatively weak. They just hunt randomly.”
What are you doing?
Why are you so impatient to kill people like you?
…I didn’t feel the same way.
The first thing that came to my mind was, how strong is it? Was
How strong could he be capable of such a slaughter?
Why?
I was a little excited.
“But he says he doesn’t touch newcomers.”
“Newcomer?”
Like me?
“Yes. It’s not that he doesn’t aim at all. But maybe it’s just a coincidence that out of a thousand people he killed, only one digit number were new recruits. There are records that he usually only attacked strangers who had been active for more than a few years.”
What is that?
What does it feel like to be a fisherman letting go again?
Or I only hunt the strong. That kind of emotion?
But just before, I said that I don’t discriminate between the weak and the strong.
There seems to be some other standard.
“Stranger Dre. I heard you recently came to this country.”
“That’s right.”
I felt Katz’s gaze, but I ignored it.
“I heard that Almiraj is trying to break into the Floating Island.”
At that, everyone looked at Alfred. They look surprised.
Those who had laughed at me earlier were also looking at me with surprised rabbit eyes.
Alfred. You are very trusted.
Also, I lost my trust.
At first I thought he was a mean person, but now I see that he is an angel.
I coughed and said.
“According to the information I heard, they may have already invaded.”
Principal Sam was sweating profusely, and Grandpa Blut clicked his tongue as if he was talking nonsense.
“It could be because the defenses were breached for a moment due to the large-scale warp.
Alfred narrowed his eyes.
“But the chances of him targeting you are slim. I think, but if he’s aiming, it’s probably a continental sword.”
“Continental sword…?”
“You don’t even know about the Continental Sword? Even though you’re a stranger?”
Grandpa Blut makes a pitiful face.
I ignored
I really hate it when a nobleman with such a twisted personality is ignored.
Indeed. It was fun to see her face blush.
While admiring his face, I added teasingly.
“The Continental Sword was someone I didn’t even know beyond the World Tree.”
Suddenly, all but Grandpa Blut were silent and stared at me.
…
What you need to do at a time like this is a poker face.
I don’t know what the situation is, but when people around me look at me with strange eyes, it’s best to be confident.
There could be something wrong with my attitude.
After a considerable amount of time to feel, Alfred opened his mouth.
“…There’s no way you wouldn’t know. Stranger Dre.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes. According to my information network, the Continental Sword is currently staying in the same heart as you and has been in contact with you.”
“…Ah.”
Steel sword day!
Right. It seems that the person used such a nickname like a bumsin.
“Contact with Continental Sword?”
Blut said in a suspicious tone, but this time Alfred voiced his displeasure.
“Blunt. Intervene after I’m finished.”
“Joy.”
Seeing him snort and still be docile, Alfred seems to be doing a bit.
Cool!
While I was complaining to Blut, who had become quiet at Alfred’s criticism, Alfred suddenly stood up and strode toward me.
Standing in front of me, he looked down at me.
I’m not even short…
I thought he would be tall even when he was sitting… But he’s tall, isn’t he?
190 seems to be well over.
Because of the height difference, the old pendant he wore around his neck naturally stood out.
I look up in silence, and Alfred steps over to stand next to me and looks around at his audience.
“I will transfer him as a student in my class. No one will object, right?”
The surroundings were quiet.
With the exception of the principal, the witch, and Blut, the other instructors seemed to find it difficult to make eye contact.
Weren’t they all colleagues at the same rank?
No one is here to answer my trivial questions. I’ll have to find out later
It’s just a feeling, but the one who didn’t sit down and was around like a folding screen was Alfred. Blut. Emily. It seemed to be lower than the three.
Looking closely at this conference room, there were only about twenty seats… The countless people standing around don’t seem to be lecturers.
Maybe the professors?
Meanwhile, Blut had a smile on his lips.
“Then Alfred, are you giving up on Kitz-kun?”
“Okay.”
Blunt buried his back in the chair as if satisfied with Alfred’s answer.
Kitz just listened to our conversation with an incomprehensible expression on his face.
But, I’ll figure it out.
Seeing that the bastard, who usually smiles kindly, just listens with an expressionless expression, it must mean that this situation is not a fun situation for him.
I don’t know what it is, but I’m going to flirt with you, you bastard.
It was then.
The witch took a step forward and opened her mouth.
“I’m against it.”
“Emily.”
Alfred narrowed his eyes.
“I’m against it, why?”
“He’ll put you in our class.”
“I didn’t know you would be interested in a student. I thought you were only interested in that one child at most.”
“Well, I just want to give Stranger Dre some more time. There’s no need to rush, is there?”
“Other students’ class assignments ended a long time ago. Rather, it’s too late.”
“Huh. What’s so urgent? Alfred?”
“Then don’t you want something other than a disciple?”
What.
Why are you guys fighting with each other all of a sudden?
Still, I felt like I was going to be miserable, but I feel like they’re fighting over me, so it’s fucking good.
Who wins! Take my heart!
“The actual class will be held in a month. Originally, after seeing each section and lecture, I had the right to decide which faculty and class I belong to.”
“I agree with that, but I bet you would benefit from being in my class.”
Those were words to me, not a witch.
I’m curious
Why did Alfred want to take me as a student?
It didn’t seem like he looked at me badly from the start, but…
It’s just my opinion, but I’m showing great interest since I said that I didn’t know about Ganggeomil in my original world, just like Kanggeomil.
But whatever Alfred was thinking, the witch seemed unwilling to back down.
He chews his words lightly and goes on with his own words.
“In the first place, Dre, a stranger, is a special exception among exceptions. Would it be strange to add a minor exception now?”
“A trivial exception?”
“It’s an intermediate admission, but you have the right to look around each area even now…”
“I’m sorry~”
The voice sounded innocent at first glance, but it was different from before.
A little, but a cold voice that gives goosebumps.
Alfred and Emily both stopped talking and looked at the voice and the principal.
“Everyone~ I have the right to decide, right?”
“… Excuse me.”
“Yes. Excuse me.”
The two of them apologize profusely.
I thought it was not dignified, but I was very mistaken.
Like a lion
I felt a tingling, intangible energy that made my hair stand on end.
Principal Sam took a deep breath and she returned with a lively, innocent laugh.
“Okay. Class assignments later. Emily, I’m going to the auditorium with Dre.”
“The principal’s auditorium…”
Blurt looked at her and said, but the headmaster put her finger to her mouth as if telling her to be quiet.
What’s wrong with the auditorium, you fucking blunt? I thought, but her grandfather grumbled to himself that there is an official name…
Grandpa pointed out that someone like the principal called it the auditorium rather than the formal name.
Why don’t you call it convenient?
“There’s something really important today, right?”
“What’s really important?”
“I’m sure Mr. Dre heard of it? The one handing you the congratulatory wreath.”
Congratulatory wreath.
An event at the opening ceremony of Prunar Academy, which is said to have become a tradition at some point.
To put it simply, it is an event in which acquaintances of teachers who express their aspirations give a congratulatory message and a magically treated wreath prepared by Prunar Academy.
The reason why this is important is the life that the instructor has lived depending on who comes out. To put it simply, it is said that you can see what kind of network you have built.
It was said to be one of the ways to suppress the initiative at Pryunar Academy, a place where aristocrats and geniuses abound.
Well, I already found someone to hang the wreath on.
That’s what I prepared in advance.
If you think about the person’s personality, the impact will be certain.
I’m just worried about how to greet new recruits.
***
I followed Emily to the auditorium and had a conversation.
And while I was waiting, I looked at the students’ positions in a daze… I heard the teachers’ aspirations that had begun.
In the middle, out of nowhere, a kitten came out.
When he came out, shrieking cheers erupted from everywhere.
Handsome asshole.
“I deservedly received the title of a hero, but I think I’m still a long way off. I came to Prunar Academy, the best place in the world to learn. I want to share the joys and sorrows with you for many years to come.”
Kyaaaaa
Waaaaa
Dog is noisy
Also, a guy who hangs a garland came out, even though he wasn’t even a kitsch bastard instructor.
Later, I found out that not only the instructors, but also the prospective students.
Did you do gold?
Soon after, a woman in a white habit walked out carrying a wreath.
“Cardinal?”
“Isn’t that the youngest cardinal?”
He is the youngest cardinal.
She was a clean-looking beauty with blonde hair a little darker than kitz and her hair tied in a bun.
Age doesn’t seem to make much of a difference to me.
Dressed in a priestly uniform, she hung a wreath around Kitz’s neck and gave an expression of excitement.
He was definitely a character.
Is your name Stena? Number of animals? It was.
According to the explanation, it seems that she was one of the main heroines.
He is the youngest cardinal.
Would that be a great title?
Even now, students as well as teachers are watching with admiration.
Only the lecturers were bored with the appearance of the youngest cardinal.
After the storm passed, the teachers’ greetings continued.
But bastard Kitz and Cardinal Beauty stood out so much that they looked shabby. It’s pitiful.
Will I be gone soon too?
…No.
I trust him to hang a wreath on me.
After several minutes, it was finally my turn.
I repeated in my mind the words I had prepared beforehand.
…At that time, no matter how many people I was surrounded by, I didn’t mind.
When I thought that, I suddenly had the idea to become what I was meant to be.
“Dre?”
“Ah, that dragon or something…”
“Dragon Slayer? Wasn’t that a rumor?”
“I don’t know either…”
Gossip.
Is it because it is a prestigious school? The whispers were really small, and even that quickly stopped.
Everyone knows how to keep silent.
Until now, only Kitz had broken this polite silence.
“Then, new instructor Stranger Dre!! Someone to hang a wreath on him!! Come out!”
At the words of the lively female teacher, she walked out of the waiting room.
And, in an instant, the world became quiet.
The existence that walked out of the waiting room was beautiful, noble, and gentle enough to express it that way.
“…Hoo.”
Alfred and other instructors inadvertently let out exclamations or made surprised faces.
As much as that, the person who came out to hang a wreath on me was a special person.
I naturally tried to get down on one knee, but she stopped me.
“This is Fryunar Academy? There is no royal authority, it’s just an equal relationship.”
“…Thank you.”
Even a quiet whisper for a while. The female teacher spat out words mixed with astonishment.
“Eh, Queen Eniris has come!!”
