Chapter Index

    “So, why did you gather us all together, Instructor Cheol-woong?”

    “You’re gathering us at such an important moment… The demonic bastards might infiltrate even at this very moment…”

    “Oh my! Be careful with that! Hey, there’s a reviewer who’s going to participate in the non-competition…”

    “Doesn’t it matter? You’ll find out tomorrow anyway.”

    The deepest room of Sacheondangga.

    The people sitting at the long, circular table were all representatives of a particular sect or family.

    From the abbot of Shaolin Temple to the head of the Namgung family.

    I thought that Instructor Cheol-woong and Nana were pretty strong, but compared to them, they somehow felt shabby.

    I think I need to get my swordsmanship to level 10 to be able to fight against such strong people gathered in this small room.

    The air in the room felt heavy.

    “It doesn’t matter. The students here already know everything.”

    “…all?”

    Instructor Cheol-ung said calmly.

    “Yes, what will happen tomorrow, who the devil is disguised as and sneaking in, and when the incident will happen. Everything.”

    Then, all of a sudden, the room became quiet.

    All the experts’ eyes were focused on him.

    The gazes filled with my inner strength scanned my body, and it felt like I was being pricked with a toothpick.

    My gaze was fixed on it.

    Hwa-Yul, who was gazing at me from the side, was trembling and chattering her teeth.

    The one who broke the silence was the abbot of Shaolin Temple.

    “Yeah… I’ll tell you more. What happened?”

    It was a soft voice.

    Those words really made me feel at ease.

    It’s not that it wasn’t, but when the abbot of the Shaolin Temple spoke, everyone averted their gaze for a moment.

    I don’t know for sure, but it seemed like the Shaolin Temple had the most decision-making power here.

    I told everything I knew in a relatively comfortable atmosphere.

    From the identity of the person next to me and the information I got from her.

    The point is that when the non-competition competition is in full swing tomorrow, they will cause a commotion in the audience seats to attract attention, and the demon cult members will secretly raid the Sacheondangga and quickly steal the prizes from the non-competition competition.

    And, the group of dark magicians participating in this attack also includes the Sacheondangga and the later index of Gaebeop.

    Besides that, I spit out as much information as I could.

    “Wow, in our party…!”

    Upon hearing that name, the head of the Sacheondang family jumped up from his seat.

    “Seo, surely that kid… no, not that kind of…”

    The head of the Sacheondang family suddenly muttered with his hands shaking as if something had come to mind, and the elder of Gae-gong laughed loudly.

    “Well, we accept all beggars. Haha!”

    “…Do you both have children you suspect?”

    In response to the Shaolin Temple abbot’s question, the two each gave their own answers.

    “No! But I’ll beat up all the open-minded reviewers and tie them up. They’re used to being hit, so they’ll be fine.”

    Openness is simply ignorant, but it gives a clear answer.

    “…Yes, there is.”

    Sacheondangga lowered his head with a bitter expression, saying that he had something on his mind.

    This part seemed like it would be handled well.

    “Do you think the manager should hold the meeting tomorrow as scheduled?”

    Someone asked the room manager.

    ” You should do that. There might be additional troops from the Demonic Cult that the child doesn’t know about.”

    Here the child meant rate.

    That’s right.

    Although Hwa-Yul knows a lot, he is still at the bottom of the Demonic Cult.

    Even if the rate of fire was unknown and the Demonic Cult had a plan, it would not have been strange.

    Still, the host thanked me and Hwayul for being a great help.

    Thanks to that, after the non-event, I decided to choose one of the prizes and receive it.

    …it seemed as if they had not considered at all the possibility that the Humanities Department would win.

    And Hwaryul ended up receiving a much lighter punishment than before.

    He said that he was helping with the running of the event and cleaning up.

    It was difficult to know the severity of the punishment just by hearing about it.

    After that, we followed Instructor Cheol-ung outside.

    “Rest for now. Tomorrow will be busy.”

    “Yes.”

    In preparation for the next day, Hwa-yul went back to the shack and I went back to my room.

    ***

    The next day, I was sitting in the stands.

    “We went up again without a win?”

    “Really?”

    I answered Jeongseon’s words lightly.

    “It was opened, and the Sacheon Party and the non-partisan faction abstained.”

    “…Independent?”

    I was interested in the news because the story about the nonpartisan faction hadn’t come up yesterday.

    There will be ups and downs among the nonpartisans.

    “Yeah, it’s hard to believe, but it’s said that Poongwoon was so shocked that he ran into Sacheondangga and caused a ruckus…”

    The wind and clouds were shocked.

    Then, could it be that the person from the Demonic Cult that was said to be in Sacheondangga was the Ji-su Hui that we saw last time?

    ‘What was hidden behind the storm?’

    A bitter laugh came out.

    As a result, we advanced to the semifinals with a bye-win.

    It was an absurd victory, but surprisingly, there was no opposition from the other participants.

    Well, there was one objection.

    ‘I promised Kagawa…!’

    It is said that Namgung Yu expressed his regret by shouting like that.

    It must be because of the promise Jin made to comfort her.

    Whether I win or lose, I felt like I had to spend time with Namgung Yu after it was over.

    “There are some good things about being ignored.”

    “Okay.”

    With that thought in mind, I was secretly looking around the stands.

    The abbot of Shaolin Temple and the head of the Sichuan Tang family were walking around the audience with calm expressions, talking to mothers and daughters whenever they saw them.

    Then, when he approached a mother and daughter, one of the girls suddenly threw the skewer she was holding in her hand at the manager.

    As if throwing a secret weapon.

    However, the opponent was the head of the Sacheondang family.

    As if nothing happened.

    He grabbed the dark energy from the air as if he were picking up a fallen branch.

    Then, the demonic cult member who appeared to be the child’s mother spat out a fist.

    His hand was overflowing with crimson internal energy, and you could tell at a glance that he was dangerous.

    Hot.

    The abbot of the Shaolin Temple reached out and lightly caught the fist.

    Immediately afterwards, he grabbed the woman’s head with his other hand and shook it, causing her to fall to the floor like a doll with her strings untied.

    After that, the head of the room, who had knocked out the girl in the same way, gestured somewhere, and the strong men carried the mother and daughter who had fallen and headed somewhere.

    The surrounding spectators didn’t even glance in their direction as the incident happened in an instant.

    It was a very quiet duel for a fight between the Demonic Cult and the Righteous Cult.

    “…What is that.”

    He took the punch and knocked him out by gently shaking his head with his hand.

    I don’t think it’s impossible, but it was a move that felt somewhat commanding.

    It was a miracle that he was able to receive a punch full of internal energy without using much internal energy.

    While I was admiring him, Jeongseon called out to me from the side.

    “Why?”

    “…No. Let’s focus on the competition.”

    Deep down, I wondered if he might need my help. But he didn’t need it.

    Judging from what was happening in the audience, it seemed like the incident would be over soon.

    The non-contest was held as a series of wins.

    “The order will be Jeongseon, Seolyeong, and Seonghan.”

    We nodded at Instructor Cheol-ung’s words.

    We, the quarterfinalists, nodded our heads as we watched the level of the previous indices.

    It’s worth a try.

    I could read that thought in the eyes of the two people besides me.

    The opponent for the quarterfinals decided that way was the Hwasanpa.

    “Thank goodness. The death penalty and humanities department are your opponents.”

    “That’s really fortunate. I was exhausted because I fought in succession…”

    The two of them looked a little annoyed at the tone of their conversation.

    There was a reason why those words made Jeongseon even more angry.

    “It’s more annoying when there’s no malice.”

    Not trying to be taunting or sarcastic.

    It was really purely because the disciples of the Volcano Sect were at ease.

    “I’ll break it for you.”

    With chilling words that should not have been said in a martial arts competition, Jeongseon climbed up onto the stage and showed off his compressed Shaolin martial arts skills, instantly crushing the two disciples of the Hwasan faction.

    It was a total crushing.

    As soon as the bell rang, he ran over and struck the chin, and the two disciples of the Volcano Sect who were hit by that attack passed out as if they were asleep.

    By the way, when the two people hit each other, there was a sound like a wooden club breaking, and the audience members tightly closed their eyes as if they were in pain.

    It wasn’t a thud, it was a pop!

    However, even that refinement was a bit difficult for the great disciples of the Hwasan faction that came after it.

    The compatibility was not good.

    Jeong Seon, who saw the plum blossom sword and the magic sword of the Hwasan faction for the first time, didn’t know what to do and just avoided them until he was eventually cornered and surrendered.

    “Good job.”

    “Yeah.”

    And Seol-yeong came up on stage.

    The paper rang and Seol-yeong walked briskly towards the great disciple of the Hwasan faction and waved his hand.

    The opponent quickly sensed the threat and took a step back.

    “I let my guard down.”

    To avoid it, I had to take another step back.

    For a moment, a white frost spread through the air, and the disciple of the Volcano Sect dropped his sword as if in pain and held one arm.

    “Ugh, Wh, What…”

    Her yin energy and internal energy flew through her hand, freezing the moisture in the air and simultaneously freezing the opponent’s arm.

    It was something that even my skills could not imitate.

    It was a technique that was possible because of her yin and yang energy, which were the nine-syllable pulses, and the ice energy that she had trained for a long time.

    At that scene, even the abbot of Shaolin Temple and the instructor Cheol-ung right next to him could not hide his admiration.

    “What?”

    I went to bed early yesterday to prepare for today.

    Both the Demonic Cult side and the Non-Martial Arts Competition side were going too smoothly.

    I thought maybe I’d just sit there all day and then it would be over.

    “What, what is it.”

    “No, I felt like I had to do something…”

    So I just rubbed the legs of Jeongseon who was next to me.

    It was also for the next mission of Jeongseon, and also to satisfy a personal desire.

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