Kidnapped Dragons

35. Ah, ■ ■ ■ They really ■ ■ sat down (1)

Opening. By the time Rare's cadets start entering the academy district, they will be wearing raw clothes.

He is a servant journalist from Serbia, the winner of the Pulitzer Prize, and the authoritative supercritic, Petrovich's personal SNS.

[Official Petrović of WOO]

Title: Who is the student who will sit on the throne of hell?

In Korea, once every three years, the 'Dragon Sea Family’ admits the great swordsmanship geniuses to Rare. No one knows that they are an 'affiliate' of the Korean government and that most members of the family are adopted. Highly talented children learn the great swordsmanship of the Dragon Seed family and enter Rare.

The Dragon Seed family went through Stage 1, Stage 4, and Stage 7, and now they have geniuses in Stage 10.

How are the students of the ‘Erfan Guild’ raised by the Chinese Communist Party? The Chinese government is pushing a curriculum close to abusive, making young cadets a murder weapon. However, this is also the principle whereby great soldiers are discharged from the Rare year after year.

They started with the Rare 0 stage and entered the students once every two years. 0, 2, 4, 6, 8…… and the 10 stages of this stage.

If you've seen it this far, you know what I'm trying to say.

But there's still one left. You know that.

North America's "Noblesse School" is a school created by the ambitions of North America's largest capitalists. I've been taking potions since I was a kid, like a supplement. Those who used to drink Elixir instead of water grow up and enter Rare. Defence expenditures have peaked since the Cold War and are now going to the cadets instead of nuclear missiles.

They went to Rare every five years, starting with the zeroth period.

So it means 0, 5, 10.

Yeah, here's the thing. Three giant tissues meet in the 10th century.

Isn't it interesting?

You will know.

In the Rare Stage 4, there was a fierce battle between the Erfan Guild and the Dragon Family. I remember the moment when young South Korean geniuses and Communist puppies were fighting.

By the way, this 10th period ended up in Noblesse School.

Is that it? According to the handwriting, Carlton, Scottsage, Wonghuihong, Sofia Borkova, Summer, Ringing, En Caruso, Goizmi Tenichi, and more...... There were extraordinary numbers of students this year.

So I dare to call this year the Year of the Hell.

In fact, I already knew that all sorts of communities were fascinating.

As much as you're curious, I'm also curious.

Indeed, who is the student who will sit on the throne of hell?

Keep your chin up. All of you!

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* * *

A huge cylindrical building sits like a landmark in the heart of the academic district.

The building is named after Colosseo Lair. It was where all kinds of competition within Rare began and ended.

“Oh, that's insane. ”

“ ……. ”

“There are so many fucking people. ”

Summer grumbled with his hand in his pocket.

6: 00 p.m. Colosseo Rare is crowded with cadets and guardians after class. On the one hand, you can receive assignments and on the other hand, you can apply for a private tournament.

“Do you know the system? ”

“Huh? What system? ”

“A private tournament system. ”

“..... shouldn't we just fight? ”

I didn't think I knew.

The ‘Individual Competition’ here is a process for obtaining a hypothetical score of 'Points’.

On winning, you will be awarded approximately 10 points. On the contrary, points are cut when defeated. The programme is also within and outside the 10 countries. If you collect a lot of points, you will rank in the 'Personal Competition’ sector.

“Hm. Well, we can all win anyway, right? ”

“That's how it is. ”

“Then who are you sticking with? Do I have to go and apply as usual? ”

I asked him if summer seemed annoying. He used to fight all over the place and was said to have been rejected. However, I couldn't give him the best student, so I didn't fight even though I wanted to fight.

“No. During the pre-competition period, the opponent will be randomly selected. ”

“Random?”

“See those rooms over there? ”

Summer turned his gaze along the fingertips of retention. Below the shield, a small cylindrical room was visible underground.

Over a hundred of them. There are approximately 500 feud rooms from the ground floor to the fifth floor.

“If you go in there, you will be summoned from a provisionally crafted subspace field. And there you fight your opponent. ”

“Eeh? Then we only have to fight here? You can't fight outside? ”

“Yes, it is. It's a fair battle. There must be a record and the cadets must be unharmed. ”

The number of students applying to compete in a grade is usually 2000 or less. It was the same number of opponents that summer would have to compete from now on.

Yes, it is competition.

Everyone is the enemy here.

As evidenced by that, there was a strange tension in Colosseo Rare, pressurizing the air.

The cadets look around with a nervous expression. It is the gaze that deters competitors. Caregivers are a little more susceptible because there is something that might adversely affect the student.

But apparently they were all laughing. Those with one-sided faces smiled and asked each other for their greetings.

“Oh, you should be better. ”

“No, let's be good together! ”

Then they cheered on each other.

However, no one knew how to work towards summer and retention. Everyone avoids being alone during the summer, but it's more like that because they're still the guardians.

In the meantime, the gaze is plugged everywhere. “She said she was him?” I hear these voices, too. Among the thousands of cadets, there are roughly dozens who are said to be strong. Summer was also one of them.

“You look so fucking..... ”

Summer, however, was shaped like their gaze was untouched.

“Huh? Isn't that a borderless choreographer? ”

“That's right...... that golden cross. ”

“What are you surprised by? Earlier, I heard you also came from" Regeneration. "”

“Ugh. The noble guild? ”

I hear someone murmuring.

There were also outsiders who often came to watch the ranking contest. If you have an outstanding cadet without a particular force, try to create a contact point.

Of course. It had nothing to do with the summer.

“Let's go.”

“Uh.”

Yungtae takes Zamjaco to the basement war room.

The elevator to the basement was full of people. The door was about to close, and a familiar man and woman rode in for the last time.

“ ……? ”

A long scar and a nasty impression. The guardian was Mikhailov.

And the white face pupil was Sofia Borkova, as if it were snowing. Russian cadets who fought the summer at the time of the Cheongryong undergraduate interview.

They frown after discovering summer and maintenance. Mikhailov turns his back as if he were protecting Sophia.

“Huh? Aren't you her? ”

It's not summer to stay still.

“Hey, you know me, right? ”

“ ……. ”

Mikhailov stares at the maintenance.

However, he received only a bold glance and did not sanction the summer.

“Long time no see. Is your face okay? ”

As if sitting in a spine, Mikhailov, with a hard look, looked back at Sofia as she passed the summer. Then he shook his head. It means don't deal with it.

However, he couldn't stop the young girl from hitting him. Sophia turns around and looks at the summer.

“Yeah, it's all better. You look good too. ”

“You know what? I almost had a knife bun. ”

At the end of the bony summer, Mikhailov sighed and swept my face.

“ ……. ”

When Sophia did not answer, there was a subtle tension between the two.

As much as the summer is a ritual, so is Sophia. Mikhailov puts his hand on Sophia's shoulder, hoping that the conversation will stop, please.

However, the tension was broken in Sophia's words that followed.

“I'm sorry about that. I also tried to apologize. He didn't have the courage. ”

Not a very sorry expression or voice.

But it was a clear apology. The summer I tried to walk for nothing turned out to be a fat face.

“Hm.”

A brief awkward silence is flowing. Sophia came with a horse.

“... you've become quite famous since you didn't see it? ”

“What?”

“I've heard a lot about you everywhere. ”

“What did you say?”

“I said I had some strange training. Kids say they're walking around in a foster home with a caregiver. ”

Summer shook his head.

“There are things you don't even know. ”

“Yeah, what. That's why I insulted the shit out of him. Sophia said she was scared of something like that. ”

“Were you listening to that? ”

“That's right. I'm really trying to find out... ”

Summer laughed at the spontaneously pouring greed.

“I didn't do it with a knife. You're good at that. ”

“The caretaker told me not to. ”

At the end of the summer, the bread burst and I laughed.

Then Sophia kicks in to see if Mac is released.

Other cadets and guardians in the elevator seemed uncomfortable, but they didn't care. Only Mikhailov became a disgraceful face in Zolzi.

“Hah. So I'm going to prove it this time. ”

“Do what.”

“I know I'm a jerk. There are a lot of us in the 10th century, but I'm going to trample them all. ”

“You?”

“ ……. ”

In the face of the same summer, a crack is drawn on the smiling face of Sophia.

“Ain't sister. It's a joke. Don't be rude ♥”

“ ……. ”

“Are you mad? Do you want to touch it? ”

“Huh-uh... That's it. You can't follow me.... ”

Still, it looked like an emotional bone was stretched out. When the elevator stopped and disembarked, the two of them were facing each other comfortably.

Sophia took the first step. Summer was also the time to turn to the assigned room.

“Probably.”

“Huh?”

Sophia added:

“There must be quite a few people watching you. ”

“Why?"

“It's strong and unusual. It's gonna be a lot of tubes. Save as much as you can with your favorite technology. Make it invisible. ”

All battles in the Feud Room are recorded and can also be viewed in real time.

Summer, however, was just a fasting laugh.

“What's changed when you see it? ”

Like the rainy season, the river flows with confidence. Sophia laughs as if it's absurd.

“Bitch.... ”

“You're good. Fuck you.”

“... yes. I didn't say anything. Well done. I'll see you two in the same spot. I'll tear you apart.”

I mean, the atmosphere was pretty flattering, though.

When he broke up, Mikhailov greeted Kee with an eye.

He nods, too.

Upon entering the assigned room, the subspace moving equipment came to mind. A scoreboard where you can see your scores and ranks. And there was a "Competition" button.

“I'll be here, so be good. ”

The caregiver must wait in the room.

“Uh.”

Summer brings a hand to the "Trophy" button.

Then the body stops. Until then, the summer, when I was excited and confident, I hesitated to press on until I became a little nervous.

A gloomy face touched that face for a moment.

“... should I relax? ”

He watches him unwind.

He cried when he was defeated once. When he trained together, he was defeated by the Orc Feudal Warrior nearly a hundred times. In the unforgettable memory, defeat may have become familiar.

That's why the summer was so tense.

“There's nothing to be nervous about. ”

“Huh?”

“You don't lose. ”

A word that has always been objective. In the same words of conviction, Summer nodded with a better expression.

He pressed the button.

It disappeared in the light of Mana, who stretched out.

Maintenance sits in an atmosphere and looks at the display.

There was an outdoor stage in the same place as the wilderness.

Sand and stone rolled around on the floor. You can see the Statue of Contest, a Lv.4 artifact. That puts a thin protective shield on the bodies of the students who are struggling.

The opponent of the tournament is immediately captured.

You look like a first-grader. Rising name and age. Statuses based on physical abilities come to mind briefly. Usually more than that was the one who did it.

Above their heads, there is an HP that is based on a database, just like a game. The moment it drops to zero, the user is banished from the subspace and the system is defeated.

Summer confronts the opponent with a heavy wooden sword.

* * *

In the Subspace of Daejeon.

“Huh? Aren't you in summer? ”

I've been a student who knows summer.

“Eh, heh, please do me a favor..... ”

However, summer did not turn upside down. Her nerves were elsewhere. The number is increasing next to the face mark on the air.

(´ • ω • `) × 5

It was the number of spectators watching the game with the Rare App somewhere.

The number was increasing rapidly each time it was renewed, from 15 to 10. Back to 15…….

Tsk. The summer with the tongue picks up the wooden sword.

I said, "Don't be as invisible as you can be."