Volume 1 - Chapter 2.8
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A man’s voice, like someone in his twenties, came across my ears. Something landed on my butt— it felt like a kick. Judging from the voice and timing, there’s only one person in this world who is rude enough to do something like this to me.
“……………”
Blood was gushing to my head. It’s as if something inside my brain snapped. I could feel my vein popped on my head.
I stood up, ignoring the pain that’s still lingering on my head.
Then I approached behind him and landed a kick on his butt. It was stronger compared to how he kicked me, so he stumbles forward.
Everybody was looking at us, silently. Their eyes were as if saying ‘what is this i***t doing?’
Like I’d care about their opinions.
How long has it been since I last saw you in front of me…?
The first one to act— is the person I kicked.
“…WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING YOU STUPID BRAT?” He intimidated me.
Perhaps not a single one knows. His intimidation could easily stun everyone in fear— except Kuroyuki.
“KICKING YOUR ASS. WHO SAID YOU COULD KICK MY BUTT…?” I immediately retorted with bloodcurdling anger.
“I WILL TEACH YOU A LESSON YOU DAMN STUPID BRAT.”
“TRY IT IF YOU CAN YOU DAMN OLD MAN.”
In less than a second, a knife-hand chop came from above, cutting vertically downwards. It’s simple yet extremely fast, his target is my head.
I evaded his attack by leaning my waist to the left side. I threw my left fist towards his face as hard as I could.
BAM!
He easily caught my fist with his right hand and transferred the rest of the impact to his shoulder and onto his knees— taking a step backwards to stable his stance.
What…!?
My voice nearly leaks out from the surprise.
Even with all this power, he’s still not pushed back from my punch…!
Knowing that he’s going to throw me on the floor, I quickly retreated my hand before he could do so, and take a few steps backwards— keeping my distance.
“Ho… not bad.” He muttered.
He quickly closed our distance by taking a leap on the ground. He then bent his waist, throwing a sharp right uppercut from below, aiming my chin.
He’s still as nasty as ever. Even if I’m sixteen years old now, he still had the power to make me unconscious in this one hit.
Reluctantly, I leaned backwards and lifted my chin to evade his punch. At the same time, I slapped his left arm away with a right backhand swing, because he’s going to push me on the floor.
“Huh…”
With a confused look, he let out a breath and flexed his right arm forward.
Just before I’m going to catch his right arm— he stopped and took a clockwise half spin, using the momentum to land an attack with his left elbow, aiming at my solar plexus.
It’s too fast for me to evade, so I lifted my right knee to block his elbow.
“Guh…!”
However, I didn’t expect it to be that powerful. The clash between our powerful attacks gave a shock throughout our whole body— pushing us backwards.
The numbness and pain on my knee are even stronger compared to the kick Kuroyuki gave me yesterday. But so does his elbow… He’s rubbing his elbow with a pained look.
“Cheh…! Just let me hit you already you damn brat!” He yelled.
“Are you stupid or something!? Who on earth would be dumb enough to stay still!?”
“Take this…!”
He instantly closed our distance, with his fist swinging forth.
In contrast with his movement, I responded with a palm attack towards his face—
“…Enough!”
BA-BAM!
“………………”
After I heard Kuroyuki’s shout, I immediately found my face smacked on the floor.
The aching feedback that came afterwards was on my head and face that was on the floor.
Seems like Kuroyuki smacked me down directly like a hammer using her fist.
By the time I stood back up, I saw that old man patting his clothes as he rubs his head.
“Ow ow ow… Kuroyuki, please be gentle next time. I still need some dignity here…” He muttered with an uneasy look.
It seems to me that even ‘he’ was smacked on the floor by Kuroyuki too.
…Kuroyuki sure doesn’t show any mercy to anyone.
“…I will remind you again. You are just a temporary supervisor…”
Kuroyuki smiled, but she’s not looking happy at all. There’s an uneasy vibe coming from her smile.
“Yeah, yeah, I know I know.” He looks away unsettlingly.
“…As for you…” Kuroyuki then looks in my direction with an outraged look.
I probably understood what she’s going to do.
“Please be gentle…” I murmured.
CRAK!
She mercilessly squeezes my head as hard as she could. Since I knew this would be coming, I endured the pain and held in my scream as much as I could.
“Ehem…” He coughed to brush off the things that happened.
Everyone suddenly kept their silence and listened, including Kuroyuki who just smacked him on the head earlier.
Allow me to answer your doubt.
Why would Kuroyuki, who has authority even higher than the teachers in this academy, be willing to stay quiet and listen to him?
It’s time to unveil the mystery of this old man. It’s not that he’s actually an old man— in fact, he looks quite young actually, like a man in his twenties. He’s currently 42 years old this year. Because of some personal grudge, his age, and his white hair— it’s more than enough for me to call him an old man.
He wore a black suit and a black tie. For someone of his age, he’s still childish enough to act all cool.
He’s the bastard me and Nightwalker always mentioned.
‘That guy’, ‘that bastard’— the person who sent me the email yesterday— he’s the principal of the Imperial Knights Academy, the very person standing at the top of the Imperial Knights Academy.
If you were thinking what is my relationship with this bastard… I will explain sooner. It’s a little complicated.
“Sorry for changing the schedule today so suddenly. This mock battle today is specifically arranged for this newly enrolled brat here. I believe he’s quite hot on the rumours lately. From the blazer, obviously, you could tell he’s the 2nd special student.”
…There’s not even a single clap as a welcome greeting.
Well, not like I care.
“The mock battle today will be separated into 2 teams. Needless to say, special students are leaders. It’s likely that you S ranked brats will be sticking to our here, so I will select you guys randomly.”
That said, he activated his screen and entered a system. A larger window then pops up in front of us, showing the names of the S ranked students separated to two sides.
The team displayed on the left is my team, those at the right are Kuroyuki.
Their names are— August Whisperwind, Crimson Veludora Blaze, Kronos Y Chronoclock, Persia Silverlight and Sherry Scarlet Rosenberk.
Just before I was going to check the names at Kuroyuki’s group, the principal noticed and quickly minimized the screen.
…He did that on purpose.
"“”"Hell yeah…!!!“”"”
The 4 guys at the small group earlier are suddenly celebrating with joy and tears. Looks like they were selected as Kuroyuki’s teammates.
Obviously, Kuroyuki was totally disgusted and hid behind me.
I wondered who my teammates are…? The only names I know are Persia.
“Yay~ We are in the same team~”
Persia looks really delighted.
But I’m not.
He should’ve given me a handicap. Kuroyuki is so strong she could probably crush all eleven of us several times.
“There are ten minutes for both teams to discuss your strategies. And… start.”
He set the timer.
As soon as the students started to move to their respective teams… the emotionless girl went to Kuroyuki’s team.
I was left with the , Crimson Veludora Blaze, the brown hair guy with the specs, Persia, and a blood-red hair girl with bat wings.
For some reason, my team felt a little too unique…
I scratched my head from the frustration.
“Okay… let’s sit first and introduce yourselves,” I said to them, and sat down.
“Okay~”
Persia responded cheerfully and sat next to me without a shred of hesitation.
After staring at Persia’s reaction to me with an unreserved trust, everyone did so.
For some reason, the three guys in my group sat at my opposite while Persia and the red-haired girl with bat wings sat on my left and right respectively.
“Ah… Um… My name is Lucifer Nightwalker von Nightmare.” I murmured.
I wondered why, as I introduced— those 3 guys widen their eyes for a moment.
Seeming things were slightly awkward, Persia decided to guide the team in my stead.
“August~” She then conducted.
As she called, the which was at my right, reacted.
“…Oh, right. My name’s August Whisperwind, a human. I’m Ranked Fifth among the first years, codename, .”
A quick and simple introduction. Though he may not look like it, he seems to be quite the smooth talker.
I will remember your name, .
The person sitting next to him is Crimson Veludora Blaze, a hybrid of a dragon and phoenix in a humanoid form.
He’s been glaring at me for an awfully long time already.
When he knew it was his turn, he broke his eye contact and looked away with an enraged and grumpy look.
…Weirdo. Even for a dragon.
“Blaze…?” Persia called out.
“Just skip him. I heard his name from Kuroyuki.” I said.
The person sitting next to Blaze is the guy with the brown hair and glasses. Every time he nudges his glasses, there’s always a glint.
“Name: Kronos Y Chronocock. Human. Ranked Seven. Codename: .”
Am I actually imagining symbols from his words…? How scary.
“Arsenal…? This means you had a lot of weapons in your hand…?”
“Affirmative.”
Stop talking like that. Were you sick? You were talking normally a few minutes ago.
“I need to borrow an assault rifle—”
“Denied. Only old melee weapons allowed.”
This means he had high-tech guns and melee weapons.
“…Fine. I need to borrow two swords— for dual wielding.” I said.
“Access granted.”
After he agreed, he activated a magic circle in front of his right hand.
“Crap…!” He nudges his glasses.
As he muttered, his magic storage circle grew larger. This looks bad.
With my outstanding reflexes, I sprung forth and diverted his right hand to his right, where Blaze is.
Blaze reluctantly leaned backwards— a large amount of weapons gushes out from the magic circle, like a large wave of a sea, flooding the area on Kronos’s right side.
August— who was next to Blaze was pulled into the flood, buried under the weapons and unable to move.
“…Forgive me, August.”
Kronos apologizes as he nudges his glasses, but he’s not looking sorry at all.
And don’t word it like he’s dead or something.
“Bear with it, August. I just need a little time here…”
Putting him aside… swords, spears, arrows, scythes, staffs, daggers, axes, gauntlets, claws, knives, clubs, javelins, throwing blades, chains, whips, shields, and etc...
…I simply searched and took two best-looking swords among the pile of weapons.
After I let Kronos know that everything is done— with a gesture like turning a rusted gear on a clock, he turned his right hand in an anti-clockwise motion on the pile of weapons. Glittering lights start to rise up from the weapons, and after a shine— the weapons vanished, except the two swords I’m holding in my hand.
Wow, his magic control is certainly outstanding.
August was found crushed flat on the floor, with his soul seeming to be gone. I realized he doesn’t have a single scratch on him— not even his clothes.
No one seems to care about him.
Oh well.
Leaving August aside, I walk and sat back on my place—
′Gulp.′
—Restia!? —Ruby!?
No wait I must be mistaken. What was that……?
Such a lewd sound that surpasses that of a hundred words…
I turn to look at the girl at my left— why are you grinning…?
She had pale white skin, thick, silky blood-red hair, pointy ears, a pair of sharp-looking red eyes, sharp fangs, and a large pair of black bat-like wings on her back.
… She’s a vampire.
She’s been staring at me with a grin, a drool on her face.
Don’t tell me she’s interested in my blood… Once she sucks my blood, she could charm me just by making me look into her eyes.
“Sherry, come back to me…!”
Persia gave her a hug.
The moment Persia called her name, she immediately came back to her senses.
“Uweh…? A-Ah…! I’m sorry for staring at you…!”
She apologized with her head lowered.
God, she’s cute.
“Sherry, your name,” Persia whispered.
Seems like she’s good friends with Persia.
“A-Ah…! Nice to meet you…! My name is Sherry Scarlet Rosenberk from Class S. I’m not a bat-kin— but a vampire.”
Hearing her statement, then I’ve confirmed that she’s the new vampire race— a winged vampire.
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