Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound Chapter 143

Episode 143 The identity of the villain (3)

A new day has dawned again.

At 6:00 in the morning, the students wake up rubbing their eyes at the sound of the trumpet and head to the playground in front of the dormitory building.

Divide the playground in half, one for women and one for men. All gray sweats.

They imitated the gymnastic movements of the instructor standing in front of them and threw the rest of their sleep into the cold dawn air.

After the gymnastics is over, the students scatter.

Some go to sleep, some go straight to the bathroom, some go straight to the restaurant.

In the case of female students, there were also those who went straight into the long journey of makeup.

The academy’s public baths were well-equipped, and there were cold and hot baths as well as saunas.

Passing through a changing room that smells like feet somewhere, soaking in hot water, and warming up in the early morning air, not only does your sleep run away, but your appetite also revives.

Since Bikir and Piggy are roommates, they head to the bathroom right after the gymnastics is over. “Ah, the air at this time of day is too cold. Please, I hope you don’t do some early morning gymnastics. I think if you sleep a little more during that

time, your brain will be able to be more active…”

He groans like a broken man.

Bikir read such piggies and headed to the bathhouse.

Then, seeing Bikir and Piggy, the two of them waved happily.

This was also Tudor and Sancho who shared the same room.

“Hey! Bikir Piggy. You came to the bathhouse today as well.”

“Right. You have to come right after gymnastics to empty the shower. You have to line up in front of the shower after breakfast.”

Tudor and Sancho follow Bikir right into the shower and into the hot tub.

“What are you guys going to do after taking a bath? Rice?”

“I don’t have much appetite today, so I’m going to skip it. I’ll go straight to the lecture hall and do the assignments I missed.”

“I’m going to sleep a bit more and go eat right before the restaurant closes. I can eat a lot of leftover side dishes only then. But what’s the side dish for today?”

Piggy and Tudor Sancho have an in-depth discussion about how to use their morning hours.

Then Bikir said a word.

“I’m going to eat right away.”

Bikir is always the same pattern.

He doesn’t change his plans based on other people’s schedules and always walks his own way.

Piggy Tudor Sancho also nodded after thinking for a while.

“Then I’ll go eat too.”

“Hmm. Come to think of it, if I skip the rice, I’ll be hungry until lunch. Me too!”

“Is that so. Are you going to eat right away? If so, then I should go too. Eating together is delicious.”

Bikir’s constant lifestyle was gradually becoming a standard for his friends around him.

whether consciously or unconsciously.

By exactly 10 minutes, Bikir got out of the bath, took a shower, and left the bathhouse.

Piggy and Tudor Sancho did the same.

Leaving the bathroom, Tudor tilted his head.

“It’s rare.”

“what?”

Sancho asked, and Tudor replied with a grin.

“Bikir, that guy. When we’re together, I naturally stand next to him.”

“is it?”

“That’s right. It’s like looking at a reliable guide or older brother. Is it because I don’t have an older brother in the family?”

“Well, he always moves in a consistent manner like a machine. It’s good that I can keep pace with my daily life if I move with him. It’s worth emulating.”

“I want to get to know him a little more, but he’s such a hard guy. He doesn’t give up his side easily.”

“Time will tell. We’ll see each other for the next four years.”

It was the same with Piggy listening to the conversation between Tudor and Sancho.

‘Bikir is really amazing.’

A guy who wants to get close to Tudor of the Donquixote family, who has a high level of skill, and even Sancho, a scholarship student from the Northern Mercenary Guild.

He even studies well and is popular with women.

His heart was warm enough to help him when he was struggling at the talent show.

Piggy thought she was very lucky to be roommates with such a guy.

‘I have to be a good roommate so that Bikir feels lucky to have met me!’

Just when Piggy is making a promise to herself inwardly.

“Hey. Piggy.”

Bikir, who had been walking at a constant pace in front of me, suddenly stopped and turned around.

Then Tudor and Sancho, who were walking beside him, stopped and looked back.

“Yes?”

Piggy asked, a bit flustered, and Vikir gestured towards Piggy.

“Why are you coming from behind? Walk a little faster. We decided to do the morning class assignment.”

Bikir glanced beside her and said.

In an instant, Piggy’s expression brightened.

“Yes

!

“No! It doesn’t hurt anymore!”

Piggy sprinted up and stood next to Vikir with a proud expression on his face.

Then Tudor and Sancho also say a word to Piggy.

“Did your leg hurt while doing gymnastics? Where does it hurt?”

“You shouldn’t underestimate even a small injury. I’ll share some herbal juice I brought from the north. It’s an ointment that’s even effective for fractures.”

Piggy smiled brightly, saying she was fine with the worries of her two new friends.

A groundless confidence that he could do something well over the next four years was sprouting in Piggy’s heart.

* * *

After the bath, we go to the dining room and have breakfast.

Bread and cereal, grilled corn, pineapple, and some blanched vegetables.

Sausages, fried chicken and eggs, and grilled octopus legs were also available, but few people ate in earnest in the morning.

There was no separation between men and women in the cafeteria, but in general, first-year boys and girls tended to sit far apart from each other.

After breakfast, Bikir headed straight to the lecture hall.

Piggy and Tudor Sancho walk alongside Bikir.

at that time.

Tudor suddenly stopped and called for Bikir.

“Huh? Hold on. Hey Bikir! This is the way to the central stairway? We can’t go there because it’s only for professors and 4th graders!”

“…”

That was something Vikir already knew.

but.

‘I’ll have to find the least crowded road so I can use it when I leave the academy at night and come back.’

For strategic reasons, Bikir was going through every aisle in every building in the academy.

Thanks to that, I was able to figure out almost all the building structures in the academy even though it was the beginning of the semester.

of course.

“Beep! Freshmen there! Why are you using the central stairs!?”

As such, there were many disadvantages in terms of lifestyle scores.

Soon the face of the one who had warned Bikir came closer.

Dolores Rune Quo Vadis. As the student council president, she discovered Bikir and punished him.

Dolores, who checked Bikir’s face with shaggy bangs and horn-rimmed glasses, put her hands on her waist as if she was amazed.

“Bikir. Is it you again?”

“Sorry. It’s a long way.”

“The central stairway here is where professors and pre-grads do their research. I must have said many times that freshmen are not allowed to pass because not only is silence the default, but there are also many experimental areas that require confidentiality or are very dangerous.”

“sorry.”

“There’s no such thing as a club junior. It’s a penalty.”

Dolores wrote down Vikir’s penalty points and the reasons behind them in the magic log.

< Bikir-life attitude score (deduction factor) >

-Use the emergency exit on the 3rd grade floor of the dormitory building -1 point

-Entrance to the gymnasium exclusive area for 4th graders -1 point

-Use the central stairs on the 1st floor of the poison experiment building -1 point

-Smoking at the experimental breeding house Area entry – 1 point

– Using the central stairs on the 6th floor of the professor’s research room – 1 point

– Using the central stairs on the 3rd floor of the practice room dedicated to fever donation – 1 point

– Accessing the physical training room outside of operating hours – 1 point

– Prohibited passage except for those involved next to the food warehouse of the cafeteria Entry -1 point

.

.

The penalty points are already piling up.

Dolores looked at it and opened her mouth in amazement.

“…You’re a very bad-behaved child, aren’t you?”

Then Piggy and Tudor Sancho, terrified, stepped forward and apologized to Dolores instead.

“Sorry! We should have told you!”

“Oh, because this guy is so long.”

“From next time onwards, we’ll take care of him. Hey. When did you get so many penalty points…”

Everyone looked back at Bikir and bowed their heads.

But Dolores seemed unwilling to let go of her friends’ pleas.

“No. The penalty points are over the limit. Bikir, you have to go to compulsory volunteer work this weekend.”

I’ve already done it a few times over the weekend when it comes to campus volunteering.

I don’t know why, but it was because of Professor Morgue Banshee’s hatred.

but. Dolores punished Bikir a bit unexpectedly.

“If the penalty points are at a certain level, I’ll finish it with school volunteering… but you do too much even if you do it. If you’re a lazy guy with a poor attitude in life like you, you won’t be able to come to your senses with school volunteering.”

“……then.”

“Then what! You are out-of-town service!”

Hearing Dolores’ words, Piggy and Tudor Sancho put their hands on their faces.

Bikir eventually crossed the irreversible river.

Everyone looked back at Bikir with pity.

out-of-town service.

It’s not at the level of volunteering on campus, like cleaning the bathroom on weekends or serving meals in the cafeteria.

Outside the academy, you have to go to facilities like hospitals or monastic nurseries and do the dirty work throughout the holidays.

Coincidentally, this weekend is a period of about 10 days of golden holidays due to weekend holidays and Easter events on the anniversary of the school’s opening.

Unfortunately, Bikir was sentenced to forced service during this period.

“Do volunteer work for over a week and reflect on it. If you’re lucky, your penalty points can be reset according to the evaluation of the head of the institution on the last day.”

Dolores looked up and down Vikir with a cold gaze, then turned and walked away.

Tudor and Sancho looked back at Bikir and offered words of comfort.

“Looks like you’ve got a hair that you hate about the club the other day. Cheer up dude.”

“Are you saying that the night hound is a villain? I personally support your opinion, Bikir. The saintess’ reaction is difficult to understand.”

On the other hand, Piggy said in a tone of pity.

“Bikir. I’ll tell you where you need to go for your off-campus volunteering this time. You need to know where you’re going to prepare your mind.”

Piggy still has a lot of information.

So this time, I knew where the academy’s problem children or failing students would go to do volunteer work.

“The place you will be going this time is ‘Indulgentia Nursery School’.”

“Indulgentia Nursery School?”

When Bikir and Tudor Sancho asked, Piggy nodded.

“It’s a nursery school managed by the Indulgentia family, a collateral branch of the Quodavis family. The head of the nursery there is the founder of the nursery foundation and also serves as an outside instructor for the academy.”

“The daycare manager? Who is that?”

When Vikir asked in a serious tone, Piggy tilted her head once and then answered.

“Quilt rune Indulgentia. I am the head of the Indulgentia family, the maternal family of the Quo Vadis family.”

The moment he heard that, Bikir’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Quality. The head of the Indulgentia family.

He was a man whose name could be identified several times in the reports sent by Sindi Wendy earlier.

It was Bikir’s next assassination target.