Episode 196 Attack Land (7)
‘You are blind to anger. Where are you looking?’
After reading the shape of Bikir’s lips, Professor Saadi’s eyes widened.
at the same time.
…puck!
The vision in the left eye went black.
“Ah ah ah ah!”
Professor Saadi’s terrifying scream echoes throughout the arena.
The whole left side of the face was a burning pain!
But the golem’s face is intact. without a single arrow mark.
“……? ……? ……?”
Professor Saadi reached out and felt the left side of his face.
It is touched.
A stream of hot liquid and a thick, strong shaft embedded in the part where the eyeballs were supposed to be.
one arrow. It was deeply embedded in Professor Saadi’s left eyeball.
The audience is speechless as if in shock.
“What is it? What’s happening all of a sudden?”
“I thought the direction of the wind had changed, but suddenly an arrow came flying!”
“Isn’t that the arrow Bikir shot earlier? Early in the match!”
“This is ridiculous. Why is it flying now?”
“I was blown away by the wind at the beginning of the game, but it came back when the wind changed!”
“Oh my God, is that even possible?”
“I can’t be so lucky…”
An unprecedented life-threatening accident occurred that no one could have predicted.
Even the faculty members were horrified by this terrible and absurd situation.
“No, I’ve seen a lot of students get hurt, but this is the first time I’ve seen a professor get hurt.”
“Besides, the other person is that professor sadi.
“Uh huh. A colleague got hurt, what a fool! No matter how much, that’s not it!”
“Then should I discipline that student named Bikir?”
“Why does that sound like that? That student didn’t do it on purpose. Isn’t it just a natural disaster?”
At the beginning of the match, Bikir fired a lot of misfires, and one of them shot high in the wind, and soon it circled and fell.
In other words, this is just an accident.
Moreover, Professor Saadi was focused only on the golem that copied his movements, so he failed to detect the arrow falling towards the main body.
It was also a defeat that my field of vision was narrowed because I focused only on my eyes because of anger and obsession.
-Titling!
Around that time, the score sheet appeared along with a beep announcing the end of the test.
< Cadet No. 256 'Bikir', Class B of Fever Weapons >
< Professor in charge: Sadie >
-Effective hit: 2 times (1 point each)
-Effective evasion: 28 times (1 point each)
-Effective defense: 0 times (1 point each) Points)
-Critical hit: 1 time (10 points each)
=Total score: 40 points
2 points with 2 effective hits 28 points with 28 effective evasion.
It was the result of Vikir constantly running away from the whip.
And the last attack on Professor Sadie’s main body was counted as the first critical hit, and 10 points were awarded.
Since the golem fell into an incapacity to fight, in a way it was a critical hit.
It was a bit ambiguous to score this because it was a human accident, but anyway, the magic system seems to have judged it that way.
Since the long history of the Colosseo Academy, no professor had ever been injured during an exam, so everyone was taken aback.
anyway.
So Bikir’s total score is 40 points. It was a high school record.
That’s despite the fact that the professor in charge was Sadhi.
The professors whispered among themselves as if they couldn’t believe it while looking at the timely score board.
“Heh heh… He was so preoccupied with bullying the student in front of him that he didn’t realize the danger coming his way.”
“You’re out of luck. Who would think an arrow would come flying at you?”
“It’s the worst catastrophe caused by over-testing. Of course, the wind direction shouldn’t change at that time.”
“It’s all for her own sake. She brought it on herself.”
“But then, how should I grade that student named Bikir?”
“How do you give it? The magic system calculated it as 40 points.”
“But if that’s the case, wouldn’t there be some students who deliberately aim to become professors?”
“Sounds like a good thing. How are you going to jump over that distance and inflict harm? Today is just an accident that happened really badly.”
“I’m confused about what to do because this is unprecedented.”
Even among professors, opinions differ.
This time it was an accident, and the critical hit score of Vikir should be recognized as a valid score.
And although this was an accident, it should be calculated without Vikir’s critical hit score.
However, there was no disagreement that this incident was an accident.
Meanwhile.
Tudor Sancho Piggy Bianca was reacting furiously.
“What happened when this happened?”
“That’s right, Bikir won!”
“Is there a win or lose in this game? It’s just a structure to score points within time?”
“What if it’s something! Only Professor Sadi is in bad shape!”
Even Dolores, whom she liked, sighed in relief at the reaction of her juniors.
It was a pity that the arrow went into Professor Saadi’s eye, but somehow I didn’t think it was excessive.
Considering the fact that he almost blinded Piggy’s left eye on purpose, and the history of creating deep trauma in the hearts of countless talented people, it would be a rather light punishment.
at that time.
“Stop! All tests stop here!”
Professor Banshee’s booming shout echoed throughout the arena.
He took professors specializing in heel magic and came up to the arena.
“Bikir-kun. The test is over. You can go down.”
At that, Bikir just bowed his head without answering.
Under the guidance of Professor Banshee, all kinds of tests that were taking place on the vast gymnasium were stopped.
Soon, white-clad medics responded to Professor Banshee’s call and started running.
Since the medical staff was only in the area where students were taking the exam, it took quite a while to run to the space where the professors were staying.
Eventually, Professor Banshee said as he walked toward Sadie, who was sitting down.
“Professor Sadie. Get treatment soon. And I hope you refrain from any more arrogant behavior with this incident…?”
however.
Professor Saadi didn’t even listen to Professor Banshee’s words.
“Ho-ho…… ho-ho-ho-”
Sadie suddenly starts to laugh.
She laughs despite red blood running down her fingers.
yet. Professor Saadi removed his hand from his face.
“……Um.”
Professor Banshee frowned.
It was because the arrow stuck in the raw eye and the blood gushing out of the distorted flesh around it were too naked to be seen.
“Professor Sadie. Get some treatment soon… Huh!?”
For an instant, Professor Banshee’s face is colored with astonishment.
It was the same for the students, professors, and spectators who were watching this spectacle.
“So-so-what is that thing doing?”
“Kyaaak! You must be crazy!”
“My God… what am I looking at?”
Everyone has a similar reaction.
That would be too.
Pooh-!
Professor Saadi pulled out the arrow stuck in his left eyeball with all his might.
A straight arrow shaft and a sharp point at its end.
There was an eyeball that had just been removed from the eyeball.
Everyone is overwhelmed by Sadhi’s madness of plucking out his own eyes.
and that moment. Professor
Jeouk-
Saadi shocked everyone even more by opening his mouth.
Before long, sharp teeth began to chew on the eyeball stuck in the arrowhead.
Wooddeuk- Woodeuk- Jjikkuk- Jjikkkuk-
Professor Sadi. She took the arrow to her mouth before anyone could stop her and started chewing on her left eyeball.
The sound of eyeballs exploding and chewing in the mouth was loud and terrifying enough to be heard in the ears of all the spectators.
Sadhi, who had swallowed his left eyeball before long, grinned.
“It’s an eyeball that my grandfather passed down. If you throw it away, it will be bitter.”
The medical staff couldn’t get any closer to that maddening smile and backed away all at once.
Even the world’s banshee professor was speechless and half-open.
Saadi looked at the medics and said.
“I don’t need your help.”
After she finished speaking, she rolled her only eyeball.
There, you can see the profile of Bikir just going down the arena.
Bikir seems to have no interest in this side as if he had never been on the field.
His gaze had already left this place and was heading to a completely different place. As if everything up until now hadn’t mattered at all.
Professor Sadhi’s one eye was bloodshot.
“Hohohoho- it’s fun. It’s so fun. This guy… He said he was in Cold Weapons Donation Class B, right?”
Professor Saadi finally turned his head to look at Professor Banshee.
“If you’re going to feed me for this, feed me. Punishment.”
“…”
“Instead. On the day my punishment is lifted, I’ll take charge of the Cold Weapons Donation class right away.”
Professor Saadi’s voice, which seemed possessed by something, was imbued with strange heat, and it made all the professors and students of the Cold Weapons Donation Department tremble in fear.
And towards such a crowd.
Frown –
Sadie only frowned at the empty cavity with her eyeballs protruding.
“I just winked. I guess you didn’t know?”
She was truly an unknown woman.
* * *
The long midterm exams are all over.
Defense Attack written test.
Everyone was surprised when the comprehensive results of these tests, which each had weights of 50%, 40% and 10%, were announced.
1st. Bikir
2nd place. Sinclair
3rd. Don Quixote La Mancha Tudor
4th place. Hivero Les Baskervilles
5th. Grenouille des Leviathan
6th. Usher for Bianca
7th. 8th in Middle Bro Les Baskervilles .
Sancho Barataria
9th. Low Bro Les Baskervilles
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199th. Piggy
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In the attack test, the scores of students who lost a lot of points after meeting Professor Saadi have been restored.
It was because questionable points were introduced in the written score.
Even though the writing score was small, it was a game-changing key, and students who had been unfairly deducted by Professor Saadi could be compensated for it.
……but.
Among the students who took the test with Professor Saadi, there was one person who was the only one who did not receive an extra mark.
It was Bikir.
the only perfect scorer.
There was no room for additional points to be given to Bikir, who produced shocking research results that turned the academic world upside down in the free research report of the written exam.
In the defense test, he scored above average, and in the attack test, he got a high enough score against Professor Saadi.
And as a result of his brilliant achievements, such as solving the accident caused by a magic stone error, hard-carrying the defense test alone, and giving Professor Sadi a fatal blow, Vikir took the top spot this year.
……Of course, this was an outcome Vikir did not want.
In the first place, Bikir was trying to get grades only in moderate notes. Because he didn’t want to be noticed.
However, in the defense test, the cub madam had an accident, and in the attack test, Professor Sadie almost blinded Piggy, and there were many variables in many ways.
Vikir took this incident as an opportunity to deeply reflect on himself for not being thorough.
However, the students, who had no way of knowing if Vikir was thinking that way, just flocked around Vikir and were busy making noise.
“Bikir! I really saw you again this time.”
“To be honest, I thought you were only good with your brain, but your physical skills were no joke either.”
“My friend! Would you like to go on a date with the girls from Themiscyra Women’s College? I think it would be very reassuring if you came out as a member.”
“A man with a great sense of mana, a sense of battle, and even strategy knowledge for monsters. A man who has everything.”
“If you have a good head, your body is comfortable, and if you have a good body, your head is comfortable, but since you are both good, you will be comfortable!”
“Hey, aren’t you flattering too blatantly? You’re not really close to Vikir! Go to your seat!”
“That’s you! You’re not here either!”
“I live next to Bikir.”
“I’m sorry, but I won’t sell it even if I pay more.”
“Vikir. Are you interested in studying? Would you like to come to our study? All of them are from good families or study well.” “Drink
this while drinking. You were really cool yesterday.
” If you don’t have anyone to eat, why don’t you eat with me?”
“Even the professors only talk about you. When I went to the teachers’ office, they looked at the test papers you submitted and looked at them in admiration.”
“Bikir! The aristocratic seniors are looking for you!”
“Awesome! I saw this morning that even the barbarian seniors were looking for Bikir!?”
Hearing the numerous voices around him, he only slightly frowned.
at that time.
“Hey. What are you guys watching? Do you want to die?”
A male student with a stern expression cleared the crowd.
Hivero Les Baskervilles. He growled, baring his teeth.
“I’m the main character of Cold Weapons Donation Class B. So don’t stick around and flatter a commoner like this. I’ll kill you.”
Hive is openly pushy, but few students can protest in front of his spirit that shines in 4th place in the overall grade.
The intimidated students went back to their seats in twos and threes.
Only then did Hivero give Bikir a thumbs up without anyone noticing.
‘All done.’
‘……Good job.’
It makes sense even if you don’t say it.
After receiving Bikir’s praise, Hivero secretly smiled and went back to his seat.
Middle Bro and Low Bro continue to criticize Hivero.
“Damn it bro!”
“Only to be praised alone!”
“If it’s unfair, you should also pay close attention to your master. Just like me, always.”
The triplets of the Baskervilles have now become loyal three-headed dogs waiting only for Bikir’s orders.
But there were some beings who didn’t bother to stop them either.
“Bikir! How are you feeling?”
They were Tudor, Sancho Bianca, and Piggy Sinclair.
As soon as Tudor entered the classroom, he patted Bikir on the shoulder and laughed.
“You bastard! If you had that kind of power, huh? You should have revealed it first and reported it! I was worried for nothing!”
Fortunately, the friends did not change their attitude even after seeing Vikir’s strength.
Although Tudor and Sinclair were a little disappointed.
“Oh! I couldn’t tell you in the room earlier because Bikir wasn’t in a situation. I have something to show you!”
Piggy stepped forward and held out something to Vikir.
It was an article in the evening newspaper yesterday.
[Breaking News] A major accident occurred during the defense test! The first year of the cold weapon donation is settled!? / Hits: 50899
-1st grade midterm defense test is a traditional test that everyone goes through at least once…… However, a recent accident in this test… This large-scale accident was caused by insensitivity to safety.. …. At that time, when the professors postponed their responsibilities, the waves grew bigger…… A male student suddenly came out to save everyone… Meanwhile, the main cause of this commotion was leaving the office without permission while holding the key to the magic wall. It is because of one Professor S…… Lastly, a video of Bikir, a 1st grade hero coming out of the poison fog, is attached to the paper… < Comment: 33021 > ㅇㅇ (
cold
bottle Donation 1st grade): wow;; Look at the poison fog coming out; John Sec…Power…乃乃乃
↳ㅇㅇ (Fever Donation 2nd year): Is this the person…that…why…you know…that…my husband heh
↳ ㅇㅇ (Fever Donation Grade 1): Did you say your name was Vikir? Was it a very common name anyway?
ㅇㅇ (fever donation, 4th grade): Wow, but the one who broke through the poison fog for the sake of his friends is a legend?
↳ㅇㅇ (Fever donation sophomore): I heard that the aristocratic sophomores and barbarian sophomores are already fighting in the academy to win him over hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha ㅇㅇ (cold weapon donation sophomore): Don’t you think fights only happen inside the academy
?? Even among guilds and families outside the academy, there are lines waiting to take him right after he graduates
haha I’m only in first grade now??
↳ㅇㅇ (Third year of fever donation): It is not already a first year class that has already revealed its prominence
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In the newspaper Piggy showed me, a video filmed with the Mana screen is played.
Views were exploding in the scene where Bikir tears the poison fog that filled the magic wall and shoots an arrow.
‘……When was this filmed again?’
Bikir put his hand on his forehead.
After the midterm exams were over yesterday, I took some time off to go to assassination, so I’m really tired.
Since there was even a newspaper article, it seemed like it would be more annoying for a while now.
at that time.
“Why are you gathering in front of the first grade classroom? Do you want to be disciplined?”
A cold voice comes from the hallway in front of the classroom.
Professor Banshee was chasing away a group of students.
They are probably second-year, third-year upperclassmen.
nobles and barons.
A group made up of the sons of noble families and a group made up of the sons of noble families.
Along with the student council, it is a group that divides the power of Colosseo Academy into thirds.
A self-governing association formed by students from central aristocratic families and students from local powerhouses. Although not recognized as an official group like the student council, in a way, beings who exercise more rights than that across all grades.
They came all this way to capture the emerging dark horse, Vikir.
Of course, even if they were a group with great prestige, they disappeared in a hurry because there was no one confident enough to withstand the cold eyes of Professor Morgue Banshee, a student.
“…”
Professor Banshee.
As soon as he entered, the first thing he looked for was Bikir, who was sitting by the window.
Professor Banshee woke Bikir, who was sleeping lightly, with a cold voice as if pouring cold water on him.
“Bikir-kun.”
“yes.”
“Did you close your eyes again and think about it? I was wondering what kind of strategy to attack monsters today and surprise the academic community.”
“No. I fell asleep.”
“…You’re being honest. One penalty point.”
Professor Banshee still hated Vikir.
He emphasized that the class started immediately after the bell rang, and emphasized the justification for penalty points, saying that Bikir was dozing off during class.
“Oh hey, Professor Banshee, here we go again.”
“It seems like they always only penalize Bikir.”
“What should I do? Bikir has accumulated a lot of penalty points again, so I’m forced to volunteer again!”
“But this time, the situation is dizzy, so I’m not going to volunteer outside the country?”
“But sooner or later, it’s the festival season. I think it would be too unfair to volunteer on campus while others are having a party.”
Tudor, Sancho Piggy, Bianca Sinclair, etc. each said a word and worried.
“…”
Of course, Bikir didn’t listen to Professor Banshee’s point at all.
It was because my head was already filled with the contents of the letter from Sindi Wendy last night.
‘……Information about the next decade has arrived.’
The tedious assassination run so far is over.
Now I will go out to the battlefield where blood and flesh are rampant again.
Vikir let Professor Banshee’s nagging go through one ear and quietly closed her eyes again.
The hound of the night was aiming for its next prey.
