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XXVII.

“Excuse me… … !”

That’s why, in many ways, when I heard a male voice at a time when I was embarrassed and annoyed,

“Get out!”

There was no way it would sound good.

“Get out! Don’t mix! They won’t even do sparring simulations. If you’re going to do it, bring a memorandum saying you can die during the fight!”

This is one of the reasons why I don’t go out often. I must have heard some rumors, but after becoming an expert, he came up to me fiddling with the ‘Academy Pad’ and asked, ‘Would you like to play a game of simulation?’ I often make the same request.

At first, I thought it would be fun, so I hung out a few times, but I was disappointed by the Evergreen Academy, which unexpectedly gathered talented kids from the neighborhood.

After becoming an expert, let alone defeating me, people started saying things like ‘It’s fraud!’, ‘It’s witchcraft!’, ‘It’s foul!’ There were 80% of those who could not accept the result due to such reasons.

Well, it’s not that I don’t understand the topic of the article because it appears right before my eyes like a wizard and plunges a spear into my heart.

every time,

“Then, is it really a round? Instead, write a memorandum to not hold any grudges against each other even if you die?”

When asked, just throw out the words ‘despicable bastard’ or ‘unchivalrous bastard’ and then… No, run away.

And without fail, without exception, everyone says, ‘We’ll see!’ As if it were really some kind of law.

“I came to challenge you to that duel.”

“Okay. turn off… What?”

“Life or death decision. Bio challenges his master to a duel for his honor!”

“This guy is a new type? Who is your master?”

“Prince Fuchaux de Raymond.”

“Pusho? Raymond? Who is that?”

I really don’t know. It’s a name I’ve never heard before. That’s how I feel.

“How can you not know our Confucius!”

“Self~. Him. He.”

“Huh?”

“Why. First day here. You are a fool who wasted his life~.”

I remembered. Who is Pusho?

He was the one who tried to kill me on the first day and died painfully, and the one who even killed Professor Yirgacheffe, who was trying to save him, when his corruption was revealed. Is he a knight from that family? But it’s strange.

“How did you get in here?”

Yes. After Dean Hu came to the forefront again, it became very difficult for outsiders to enter Evergreen Academy.

But a guy who doesn’t seem to be an academy student at all is here on this restaurant street?

“It’s the day that Confucius’ body was supposed to be handed over.”

“Then. It’s time to take that idiot’s body with you. Why do you come and start a fight while someone else is eating? You bastard.”

“I can’t believe it! There is no way our Confucius would do that. So, I challenge you to a duel to restore Confucius’ honor… … !”

“I don’t.”

“What, what?! Running away!!”

“What do you say? You idiot. You get your honor back if you win? Of that dirty bastard? Then what about me? What if I win? If I win, you bastard!”

“… You beat the knight.”

“There are so many articles in Evergreen. You idiot. There are many knights that I have won. Want to duel? Do you want to find honor for this scumbag named Pusho? Then bring the price.”

“Good. Then if you defeat me… … .”

“Ah, that’s it. Are you from a merchant family? All property. And they give up their titles of nobility and are automatically demoted to commoners. how is it? The referee is Caligo, and I am a bit close to the church. You can just ask there.”

As I said before, this restaurant is a very expensive restaurant. Naturally, most of the people who eat here are children of families whose homes are so leisurely that it is not noticeable even if they sprinkle silver on the floor while walking down the street.

There is no way they would miss this spectacle. Did the knight with the shit on his head feel that everyone’s attention was focused on him?

The guy became speechless. The courage of this confident cub immediately shrunk.

Since I became a candidate, I have been learning about the so-called ‘duel for honor’ practiced by nobles and their vassals, and this is something that even commoners do not do.

To make a slight leap, when solving a problem, rather than logically considering cause and effect, ‘let’s fight!’ If he throws his gloves and wins, his words will become true. The saying that the sun rises in the west also means that if you win, it will rise in the west.

“We’ll see… Ugh!!”

“ing?”

As I said before, I’ve been hearing so much of ‘wait and see’ recently that I started to put my foot down without realizing it. Still, I thought it would hold up since it was a knight, but I was even more surprised because it flew away so easily and without any sense of resistance.

“Is this piece of trash even an article? Anyway, don’t say we’ll wait and see. I’m going to get neurotic. You bastards!!”

Uddangtang—!

It runs really well. If someone who doesn’t know you sees it, they’ll think it’s just me and that guy teaming up to play.

What do you want? It’s already rolled out the door. As if I got kicked once.

This restaurant. Maybe it’s not for me?

Strangely, every time I come here, some random guys start a fight or something happens.

A guess?

Well, now I’m walking out that door, right? Then, obviously, people will flock and there will be a lot of spectators.

“What is this?”

“How dare a commoner write a knight!”

.

,

Look. What did I say?

It’s not surprising anymore. The resignation to do so comes before the question ‘Why?’

“Ready for battle!”

oh my god.

Has the Evergreen Academy name fallen to the ground?

Now, even those who are not affiliated with the Academy are pulling out their swords and being damned.

“Wow, fuck. You guys, that armor. no way… … .”

“Hmph! There is no use in looking now. commons! How dare we… … .”

“Are they the shit-colored knights? Why is everyone so different in color?”

Five knights wearing armor that look like they are shouting ‘I am a knight!’

The only problem is the color of the armor they are wearing. No, usually you don’t add color to your armor unless you’re strong enough.

Why?

Why, why, why?

That’s because I don’t want to become a target and die.

However, the armor is so shiny that it can be used as a landmark if placed on a crowded battlefield.

Maybe it’s because of the influence of confession, but my personality, which values ‘efficiency’, doesn’t really do stupid things like that.

“Profit! Gold Knights! Kill the insolent commoner!”

Over the shoulders of the knights surrounding us, there are a lot of academy students who have come out to watch.

With my developed hearing, I asked, ‘Is it Gray again?’ I hear the same thing.

I didn’t do anything this time?!

Just by looking at it, you can’t see that they were intentionally causing a fight?

“Ah, fuck. What do you know? Clown.”

“Yes~. Baby~. Hurry up and tell me~.”

“Kill.”

Since when did I start paying attention to such things? If the situation changes, I just go to the Kaligo temple, whatever.

“Ah, clown. Just a moment.”

“Huh? Why?”

In that brief moment, he stopped the clown, who had already blown off the heads of three of the six knights, and took out a spear from the magic pouch on his belt.

The clown, who realized what I wanted to do just by that alone, smiled a charming smile and took a big step back to stand next to me.

“Honey, cheer up~!”

Like a wife seeing off her husband on his way to work, she gently rubs my shoulders, kisses my cheek until I hear it and stands behind me.

There are three remaining knights, including one who was unconscious as if he had fainted after rolling on the floor after being hit by my foot.

Huh-.

He grabbed the spear, swung it once, measured its weight again, and then waved his hand at the two remaining poop-colored knights who looked surprised at their comrade whose head had been cut off in an instant.

“Come on. If you defeat me, I will spare your life. For your information, I started learning how to use a spear the day that idiot you called ‘Young Master’ died.”

The two poop divisions (knights of poop color) were startled at first but relieved after hearing the words,

“Really? Commoner?”

“I checked again to make sure it didn’t really seem like it. Something like that is also an article.

“It’s true. Shit division.”

“Dung Division?”

“The shit-colored knights. In short, ‘Pooping?’ Anyway, go for it. I don’t have time.”

“Profit! Kill it!!”

“The line is so cliché. It’s so trite as to be heartbreaking.”

I have experience sparring with knights a few times. It’s not a wooden sword or a wooden spear, but a real sword and a spear with a real blade.

Each time, with such a simple movement, he was knocked down with a spear, and the knights rushed forward as one, holding their swords with both hands and raising them above their heads.

“Aaaah!”

It was making a loud noise that I couldn’t tell if it was screaming or yelling.

How can you be so uniformly an asshole?

Pachick—!

Those people who don’t even care to reply are trash.

A blue thunderbolt Aura Spear wrapped around a sharp spear pierces the exposed chest of the knight in front.

“Wow!”

As part of the blood vessels that are supposed to run smoothly are destroyed, the sound that is blocked cannot escape the throat and the knight collapses.

The spear came out as smoothly as it went in, leaving the one remaining knight who had been running in astonishment faltering.

Pachick—!

pierce the throat

“… Huh?”

dump-.

Someone’s empty exclamation burst out in time with the sound of the trash driver falling.

“Hohoho. Good job~. self! Uuuum~ah!”

As soon as the blood was wiped off, the clown rushed over to me, almost grabbed my face, and kissed my cheek and lips, unable to hide his red face.

The proud kissing stopped after the dean appeared late.

“What movie does this police officer appear in?”

“Movie? police? What is that?”

There is “. People like that. Things that always appear loudly after work is finished.”

Dean Hu was not one to try to understand what he could not understand. Moreover, was his assessment of me because I was ‘crazy’?

He nodded indifferently and approached the knight, who was still alive due to his fainting. He squatted down while looking at the knight lying on the floor.

Oops! Oops!

He starts slapping me very loudly.

Would you say that the expression ‘the sound made when the palm and face meet’ is ‘sticky’ should be used in situations like this?

“Hey, wake up.”

I think I mentioned it before, but if you’re a wizard, there’s a very appropriate magic to wake up a fainted person. There are also magic spells such as ‘Awake’ if you wake it up gently, or ‘Shock’ if you wake it up in a slightly irritated state.

However, the magician of Circle 9 is waking up that crazy old man by slapping him for letting go of his good magic.

Jump! Sigh!

“I told you to wake up?”

“Knock!”

Wow!!

“Now, sleep… … Evil!”

“Why doesn’t this happen?”

You crazy old man. Anyone can see that he woke up and fainted again because of you!