Chapter 98: That Day, the Student Council President’s World Crumbled [R-18]

‘Where’s Serena?’

I couldn’t see her location. Was she taken out?

With the threat of a sniper gone, we all rushed toward Sarika without a moment’s hesitation.

“Sarika!”

Clutching her blood-soaked abdomen, Sarika managed a faint smile.

I should have been paying closer attention…

“Are you okay?”

“Can I… sleep for a bit? I’m so tired…”

“Don’t say things like that in this situation!”

When someone bleeding from their side says that, it’s genuinely terrifying!

“I’m fine. I’m tough. I’ll be okay after a little nap.”

“How could you possibly be fine? Get up! Don’t fall asleep!”

Even a Saiyan would die if they got a hole punched through their body!

“Sang-hyeok-seonbae! I got bandages and medicine from the donations!”

“Give them here.”

I used the Rebel Warrior’s unique skill, 「First Aid」, to stop Sarika’s bleeding.

“Thank you.”

“Can you move?”

“Yes. I feel much better.”

Meanwhile, the situation on the side Hilaria was holding down had changed.

Although she had single-handedly knocked nearly half of the Imperial army’s main force off the cliff, she was gradually being pushed toward the edge of the bridge as she fought against the undead army raised by Kibele, another rising star.

Hilla was holding on stubbornly, like a sailboat weathering a wave of bones, but she was reaching her limit.

“Now! Anyone who can move, follow me! Ignore the women and enter the temple!”

Seizing the opportunity, Dihrit led about ten people and infiltrated the temple!

That bastard!

‘Someone has to go after Dihrit.’

Hena began raising the undead, as if recycling the bones scattered on the ground, to help the beleaguered Hilaria.

“I’m a witch, so I can make good undead. I’ll stay and help!”

Is this the same Hena who used to say she couldn’t do anything without me?

She’s become so brave and beautiful!

“You’re the best, Hena. You know that, right?”

“…Eheh…”

Sarika, despite her injury, also drew her sword.

“I will remain as well. It seems better than trying to run in this state.”

“Alright. Isolde, you stay too. I’ll get Dihrit.”

Isolde shook her head, startled.

“It’s dangerous to go alone, Sang-hyeok-seonbae.”

“I can’t just leave you with an injured Sarika and Hena, a mage. I’m perfectly fine.”

Sarika was originally a member of Isolde’s squad. It was only natural for Isolde to stay with her.

I squeezed the hand of the worried Sol.

“Don’t make that face. Tell me you believe in me and that I’ll do well.”

“……”

Isolde gripped my hand tightly.

“I believe you’ll bring back… the crown for the True Queen! Sang-hyeok-seonbae!”

I let out a small laugh.

“I’ll do as you command.”

– LMAO, Sol and the rebels were about to get wiped, but he saved them like this.
– The True Queen and D-rank Sang-hyeok, what is this combo? lol
– Fuck, could it be that the real protagonist of this world is D-rank Sang-hyeok?

“But Sol, you don’t have a weapon, do you?”

“Ah. About that… You guys will take care of it for me, right?”

– Are we your suckers?
– We saw you getting all lovey-dovey with your boyfriend!!
– You said you only had us.

“Aww~ Of course, Sol only has you guys~! Why don’t you understand my heart?”

It seemed like it was time to rake in the cash. Maybe I should help out.

I leaned in and kissed Sol while she was sweet-talking her viewers, telling them she ‘only has them.’

Mwah.

Sol immediately saw an opportunity for the broadcast. She didn’t act surprised or pull away.

She let everyone see our little smooch, our pecks, our lovey-dovey kiss, and murmured with dazed eyes.

“Mmm… mwah… Pink Sol… only has eyes for you guys… I would never… give my whole heart… to Sang-hyeok-seonbae, I swear…?”

– To think this lewd bitch is our Sol!
– KRAAAAAH!! Stop with the lovey-dovey kisses with our Sol T_T
– Fuck T_T
– The Stolen Streamer

“Mwah… lick, lick… You know Sol’s heart, right?”

Ka-ching!

Oh. The donations exploded.

“Ah~~ Thank you, 「IWannaBeSolsPantiesForADay」-nim, for the 350 Coin donation~ See! I knew you all would understand Sol’s love!”

Slap!

I bought Sol a weapon and gave her a high-five.

“I’ll be back, Sang-hyeok-seonbae!”

I immediately chased after Dihrit and entered the temple.

*

The academy’s indoor training facility, where the Exchange Event was being held.

The place was more crowded than ever, filled with corporate representatives, guild officials, academy staff, and medical teams.

“Injured over there! Hurry, bring a stretcher!”

The unprecedented Exchange Event for first and second-years, orchestrated by Seridwen.

Far more students were injured than usual, but the academy’s response was swift. It was only a matter of scale; injuries were common during these events.

The risk of getting hurt or even dying was an everyday reality for a Hunter.

From the perspective of a Master Hunter like Seridwen, allowing them to showcase their skills in a dungeon where no anomalies could occur was an incredibly soft touch when it came to difficulty.

Dungeons were, by nature, places where one was forced to submit to absurd rules.

This number of dropouts was to be expected.

However, since the first and second-years included students who had yet to awaken their talents or had only just done so, there was usually a tendency to protect and observe them. But today was different; it was a no-holds-barred, real-deal fight.

The closer the environment was to actual combat, the more dramatic situations arose.

Scouts were monitoring the event, hoping to witness the emergence of a once-in-a-lifetime rising star.

A holographic display in the training facility showed the fierce battle between the Imperial and Rebel forces in the “Giant’s Plate” section.

Students who dropped out using an Escape Beacon—an item for fleeing dungeons—were sent to the academy infirmary. Those still fighting amidst the palpable tension were given the perfect opportunity to raise their market value under the watchful eyes of everyone present.

“Ooh!”

“What’s with that student?”

“The twin sisters are having a really hard time.”

“Weren’t Kannika and Sanvika A-rank? Their talents should have been quite valuable, too. This is surprising.”

For instance, a D-rank student nobody had expected anything from was putting on a surprising show.

‘…Just as I thought. He’s grown so much, it’s like he’s a different person.’

Seridwen watched with a pleased smile.

My future husband is doing so well♡

“Does Essol Academy just produce a different breed of D-ranks?”

“There are cases where students experience rapid growth after a sudden awakening, but it’s a rare sight.”

Everyone was excited by the appearance of a new contender who hadn’t even been on their radar.

Even if he hadn’t awakened his talent until now, there should have been countless opportunities to escape D-rank. Everyone wondered why someone with such skill had remained hidden.

Just then.

The Student Council President, a silver-haired beauty with enormous breasts, made a grand entrance into the training facility, her presence overwhelming.

All eyes focused on her in an instant.

The Student Council Vice President, Evangeline, sidled up next to her.

“President. You’re here.”

“Evangeline. What’s the status of the injured?”

“Fifteen injured, ah, it just became sixteen. Three with serious injuries, the rest are minor. Here’s the list.”

“…Isn’t this tougher than the third-years’ event?”

“You know how spartan Seridwen-seonsaengnim can be.”

Isabella scanned the list of the injured.

The Vice President watched her and chuckled.

“If you’re wondering, the handsome Kim Sang-hyeok is still in the fight.”

“What are you talking about? I was merely checking on the well-being of the students.”

“It looked like you were searching for someone you know.”

“Be quiet.”

“Yes~.”

‘…Kim Sang-hyeok. To think you’d participate in the Exchange Event.’

The very fact that she was concerned about Kim Sang-hyeok was a small surprise to Isabella.

Was it that obvious to Evangeline?

‘He really has changed…’

She found herself paying attention to Kim Sang-hyeok’s every move.

The fact that a mere D-rank male student hadn’t run away and was still surviving, fighting tooth and nail…

Honestly, it was a quality the Student Council President found quite appealing.

“Isabella. You’re here.”

“Yes, Seonsaengnim. I was just finishing up with some villains.”

“Were they from the Forbidden Zone?”

“Yes.”

“That must have been tough.”

It was a condensed conversation between people who knew that world well.

Isabella watched the screen silently and said, “This is my duty as a senior.”

“It’s getting good. Want to watch with me?”

“Yes.”

For a moment, she forgot about the blood she’d gotten on her hands that morning.

Isabella watched Sang-hyeok. The situation had just taken a dramatic turn. The fortunes of Dihrit, who was breaking through the side, and the main Rebel force—Kim Sang-hyeok—who was pinned down in the middle, were now diverging.

“Whoa!”

Gasps erupted from all around.

“Those female students are incredibly devoted.”

“To go that far just to create a one-on-one chance for him!”

“There’s something about that D-rank.”

The academy message boards were also on fire, with everyone watching the live stream of the Exchange Event.

It was one thing for Kim Sang-hyeok to be performing unexpectedly well.

But the girls around him, while not top-tier prospects, were all honors students ranging from C+ to B+.

For such honors students to face off against the even more exceptional Kannika-Sanvika sisters, to throw their bodies on the line and unleash magic without restraint, all to set up a one-on-one chance for D-rank Kim Sang-hyeok—a student who was always last in grade evaluations, last in academic performance, and at the very bottom of the academy hierarchy?

In a world that strictly divided people by rank and looked down on those with lower grades, this was an incredibly rare sight.

‘The girls with him know.’

Isabella thought.

‘They know the potential of Onahole Man, Kim Sang-hyeok.’

Was this the result of a discussion where they concluded that “backing Kim Sang-hyeok is the most rational choice”?

If the first and second-years had really planned that and acted on it, it was quite commendable.

But to Isabella, it looked like they were simply moving on instinct.

It was the same principle as pouring all your energy into supporting an ally who was performing like a god on the battlefield.

A one-on-one between Kannika and Kim Sang-hyeok!

Kim Sang-hyeok even drew his pistol and fired a volley of shots, but he couldn’t stop the advance of Nika, whose talent 「Elasticity」 allowed her to stretch and push forward.

What was surprising was what happened next…

“Huh, is that?”

“That’s…”

A few sharp, S-rank scouts noticed it immediately.

For a moment, Kim Sang-hyeok’s movements as he countered Kannika’s attack reminded them of someone.

Isabella’s eyes widened.

‘The White Devil’s fighting style…’

It was the Mask of Evil, her unique martial art, created with the vow to become an evil so terrifying that even villains would tremble.

Isabella felt a wave of emotion she couldn’t put into words.

‘My stance, my movements. Has he been watching me that closely?’

She unconsciously clenched her fists, cheering for Kim Sang-hyeok.

“Personality Excretion Uterus Punch!!”

It didn’t even take three seconds for that profound feeling to shatter into a million pieces.

‘…’

The Exchange Event was being monitored.

His rather incredible shout caused the murmurs among the academy officials to grow louder.

Even Chairman Wilhelm muttered with a troubled expression.

“He’s not even trying to hide it…”

It was true.

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Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)

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