NOVEL NEXT chapter 30
30 – 5. Festivals, Madness, and Diets (4)
I had a hunch the moment Kont took the medicine.
That guy is already finished.
“aaa!!”
Sounds erupted from everywhere at the guy’s counterattack.
The loudest among them was Count Laur.
“That’s right! Just do it my son!”
After those words, Kont started swinging his sword at random, like a man stained with madness.
Cont’s condition was already not normal.
“aaa! Die!”
I evaded the attack by moving my body faster.
However, an afterimage remained.
Blood gushed out from the thinly pierced sword.
Cont saw that and laughed madly.
“What kind of monster is this!! You can’t even dodge a single attack!”
I looked at Jenna, ignoring the guy who kept talking.
Right after I bled, Jenna looked at me with a puppy-face on the verge of her prey being taken away.
She now just rolled her feet with her hands tightly together.
Indeed, I gained strength from being the main character.
Once again, I looked at Richet while avoiding his attack.
She was still twisting her fingers through her own shiny blonde hair, with a grimace on her face.
Her eyes met mine and she opened her mouth slightly to convey her feelings.
‘Quick finish. Climb up.’
A little laugh came out at that appearance.
Now you’ll have to compete to find out, but Richet’s swordsmanship skills are comparable to those of an instructor without her one arm. Judging objectively, he is better than me.
When I saw this game with her eyes like that, I couldn’t tell how crappy she would look.
The stance is already broken, and the attack is not cool.
Cont is unable to control her overflowing power of her own.
Because I’ve already lost my temper.
“Are you laughing? Pay attention you son of a b*tch!!”
Cont’s attack full of drug doping flew into her side.
“Noisy.”
She draws a line and chases the flying sword of Conte with her two eyes.
She dodged countless attacks every day that were worse than this.
‘Trainee A. Most people faint when hit in the jaw.’
‘I know.’
‘Like this! I don’t know if it’s a skilled swordsman, but if you’re a beginner, you’ll pass out unconditionally. …Trainee A?”
That day I passed out all day.
Hold her posture with moderate strength in her arms and waist.
A sword that curves toward her eyeball and flies past her shoulder. At the same time extend her fist towards her chin.
He was already disqualified as a soldier and as a swordsman.
Then there’s no reason to be soft on you anymore.
My teacher must have taught me that way.
“Die!!”
“Lie down.”
[Faverde Ryu-Crystal Punch].
Kwaji Jik!
My hand touched my chin.
There was the sound of a watermelon exploding, and Kont hit his chin and slammed his head on the floor.
His fist passed through his chin and shattered the bone of his nose.
At least it’s a face sink, but this.
I got a little scar, but I’m standing strong.
Cont completely flipped his eyes.
Howlan’s poor Young master beat Laur’s prospect.
Overturning everyone’s expectations, with a very overwhelming difference.
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Exclamations erupted from everywhere at Dyers’ attack.
“Now… What happened?”
“After dodging the attack by twisting his back, he immediately counterattacked. It’s ridiculous flexibility.”
“…I can’t even tell what level he is as he doesn’t have a weapon.”
“You must make a marriage talk with him. It’s a matter of the family’s name.”
Some looked at him with greedy eyes.
“…I’m going to be the executive officer of the student council.”
“This is the man we need to defeat. There’s no shortage of targets.”
“I will beat that man.”
Some have made him their target.
“Howlan has won!”
“The cowardly Laur has been defeated!”
“Dyers! Dyers! Howlan Dyers!”
“Howlan is alive and well! Howlan Dyers is alive and well!!”
Some people regarded him as a true master for just one day.
“Laur cont ugh!! What a useless bastard!!!”
“Count…! Calm down for a moment!”
“Really?! Do I look real now!! After you hit that idiot like this, you talk about calmness to me?!”
“Count Laur. You seem to have received a lot of ‘teachings’?”
“aaa! Sir Crante doesn’t notice?! Are you trying to do it with me!”‘
“The sun has already risen, Count Laur.”
“Quaaagh!”
Some people went wild at the sight of his changed appearance.
Crante supported Dyers as much as possible through Count Laur’s mental attack.
‘Senior Dyers…’
Jenna was just worried that her senior would be seriously injured.
Every time Dyers gets hurt, his heart keeps beating and cold sweat runs down his face.
When I close my eyes, I always have bad thoughts.
Jenna bit her lower lip.
She said she couldn’t do anything and she was pathetic to herself.
At the same time, there was also a weak dissatisfaction with the senior who did not hesitate every time.
Such dissatisfaction and anxiety melted away like her eyes melted when she looked into the senior’s eyes.
Richet smiled as Dyers stood still and wiped her blood.
With her eyes of course, she stretched herself happily.
“Ugh-! That bastard is not the kind of person to be beaten by a fool like that.”
“That’s right. Dyers-senpai is much stronger than that ignorant person.”
Richet said, looking at Jenna, who whispered her words to herself.
“Hmm. Where did the kid who was trembling because he was going to lose earlier go?”
“Oh, I wasn’t shaking! And who’s the kid! Who!”
“A freshman running wild in front of me?”
As Richet said, he approached Jenna.
Raonjena, who is in her mid-150s, and Richie, who is in her 170s, do not match eye level.
Her For her, it was always a pleasure to make fun of her cheeky little boy.
Jenna was wary of her superior height, which even felt intimidating, and avoided it.
“Everyone, don’t come closer…”
“Puhuhhhhh… Should we eat a lot, kid?”
“Mister Lee..!”
Cowardly making fun of people because of the difference in height! How could a person do such an atrocious thing?
Jenna immediately glared at Richet with her disgruntled eyes.
Of course, Richie easily ignored those eyes.
Even though her height is short, even though she is tall, it doesn’t look threatening, it just feels cute.
Dyers has brought in a very playful little boy.
“What happened to that human…?”
Latina looked at the scene with her dumbfounded face as she cradled her papers.
In a situation where everyone was certain of Dyers’ victory.
Something happened.
“Ughhhhh…”
Despite being hit in the jaw just right, Kont staggered up and grabbed her sword.
“Kill you…”
There is no doubt that reason has already been eroded by drugs.
My eyes went out of focus, and a grotesque red spot appeared on my face.
“Ha, Howlan… Kill Dyers…!”
“Totally gone.”
“Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill this bastard! Shut up! Please shut up!! aaagh!”
The whole body is already grotesquely twisted, and it is doubtful whether it is the right shape of a human.
Cont covered his head and let out a groan.
At that sight, the great nobles of the streets frowned.
“Isn’t Prince Laur’s condition a bit strange?”
“Yes, I feel like I’m addicted to drugs…”
Already addicted to drugs, Cont glared at the whispering nobles with red eyes.
Cont in that state rushed towards the noble lady.
“Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill this bastard!”
“Kyaaa!!”
“Prince Laur is crazy!”
People on the street panicked at the sudden situation and avoided the concert.
Even when a noble lady tripped on a stone and was about to be attacked by Kont, the nobles were busy taking care of themselves.
There was no foolish person to save the young lady by sacrificing her own body.
“Kill!!”
Just before Kont’s sword touched the noble lady, his mysterious hand grabbed the sharp blade.
“Be careful.”
“Ha, Prince Howlan?”
Blood dripped from Dyers’ hand, but he didn’t show any signs of pain and held Cont’s sword even tighter.
The sharp blade pierced his flesh.
“After…”
That was all.
With the help of Dyers, the young lady was able to escape.
“Run away. Come on.”
“Thank you..! Thank you very much, Prince Dyers!”
The aristocratic young lady expressed her gratitude to Dyers with tears in her eyes even while running away.
Her For her, Dyers now was more than a benefactor.
Kont tried to forcefully move his sword, but he didn’t even budge.
Then Cont threw away his sword and attacked him with his grotesquely transformed arm.
He was exactly about to attack.
“Kwoaaa!”
“Are we finally gathered?”
Cont’s movement stopped.
He couldn’t move, as if he was bound.
“Kwoaaa!”
“Tie it as it is. Catch the enemy.”
Spirits gather.
The evil spirits who remain in the cold reality with lingering attachments gather again and again.
It was full before I knew it.
“Is this… A spirit?”
“Prince Howlan was an elementalist.”
“A mutant was born in a high family of magic. Why did you keep your powers hidden until now?”
“It is not important that you have hidden your power until now. Why did you reveal your power ‘now’? That is the important law. Anyway, it seems to be quite different from normal spirits…”
[Ghost Communion – Incarnate Lv 2].
The demons can physically damage opponents.
The price is a terrible headache and profuse nosebleeds. Huge loss of power.
‘Kikiiik!’
The evil spirits gathered around Kont bound his whole body.
“Whoa…”
Dyers trudged towards Cont, who had become a monster, wiping the bleeding from his nose.
And then he shouted out loud to everyone watching.
“Kwoaaa!”
“Listen up, freshmen. The student who attacked ordinary people not related to Dalian,”
The restrained Conte shouted frantically, but he did not stop approaching.
“Don’t come! Don’t come! Please don’t come to me!!”
Cont saw a monster above Dyers’ head as he approached.
I don’t know if it’s a hallucination or real, but the monster was laughing and looking down at himself.
At some point, Dyers’ hand gripped Cont’s temple.
“According to Article 13, Paragraph 3 of the Beatus Student Association Act.”
The monster talked to Kont.
‘You. I’ll kill you.’
“hhhhh!!”
Dyers pressed hard against Cont’s temple.
“It is expulsion.”
Cont passed out.
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The streets of the Beatus Festival after the Dalian were quiet.
After I finished my job, I approached the chairman, roughly wiping off the blood.
The president stared at me dissatisfiedly with sharp eyes.
Yes or no.
I reached out to the chairman.
Then someone broke the silence.
“Shaking hands with the student council president under these circumstances… I respect you.”
“If it were me, I would have been angry first…”
I tried to ignore it.
The bigger the reaction, the more scared the president’s face became.
“The retirement ceremony is over.”
The student council president’s arms were shaking as he looked at me.
“…You, someday I will definitely kill you.”
The student council president, who always kept a poker face, rarely showed emotion.
To the extent that even the tone of voice changes.
Yes or no. It wasn’t my knowledge.
The student council president cursed me with his mouth, but he still tried to hold my hand.
I hurriedly withdrew my hand.
“What are you doing? Are you kidding me?!”
“Because the calculations aren’t over for a handshake yet.”
“What..? You can’t..?”
“Yes. That’s it.”
I held out my hand again with a serious expression.
“Give me the money.”
The chairman’s world has collapsed.