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It’s been less than two weeks since I became Cass.

All I did during these weeks was eat, practice Mana, and then practice Beyrick swordsmanship, the basic swordsmanship taught at the academy, from the beginning.

They subsisted on a mountain of preserved medieval food, salt-soaked meat, dirty-hard black bread, and oatmeal porridge.

Although it was cheap to fit Cass’ poor wallet, he had bought such a huge amount of food that his cramped dorm room became almost a warehouse.

Why did you buy so much food? As my height and body changed, the amount I ate each day was unusual.

Is this just a rumor, or is it just me making the days go by ten times faster?

I quickly built my body through tremendous training and painful torture.

Because you never know when an opportunity like this will come again.

Thanks to this, my body grew like a bamboo after a rain.

Hung!!! I ran around swinging my sword in the nearby back forest all day.

After eating a huge meal, I sat cross-legged, sweating profusely. And at night, I experienced growing pains that felt like my entire limbs would be torn apart.

Revenge, growth, regret and opportunity.

I put aside the thoughts that kept popping up in my head and started reforming myself like crazy.

Literally self-reformation.

From my toes to my head, I shed sweat and sometimes blood to become different from the shabby body of the past.

I created myself with ten years of anger.

And I got some of the results I wanted.

“New Blood Level 4 gives you a body like a real statue. It’s not like Hercules strangled a snake when he was a baby, but is this possible in just two weeks?”

It was truly inhumane growth.

Before I knew it, Cass, a scrawny 160 cm tall man, had gone somewhere, and Kerma Cass, a super physical alpha male, had appeared.

Slender legs, long, strong arms, a smooth muscular body, and finally, a face that was carefully carved out step by step by a machine god called AI.

The man with black hair and black eyes was completely different from the existing Cass.

Moreover, a clear six-pack, which is said to be difficult to achieve, was a standard feature.

“Is this really me? There’s almost nothing left of its old appearance. Aren’t you suddenly kicked out for impersonating a student from the Academy?”

I was worried about the academic performance of the academy due to excessive growth.

The only thing that could be represented as CAS was the ‘Sinner’s Anklet I’, a fashion item taken as a ‘social flaw’.

I thought that a traitor should have at least one symbolic appearance, so the black chain was chosen as a compromise in place of the dirty face brand.

However, in this reality, it was an external identification card that showed that the criminal had truly committed a serious crime.

But thanks to you, I can prove it’s Cass… Anyway, isn’t a good thing a good thing? Or not.

When his self-reformation was completed and he was immersed in himself as a chic and domineering man, suddenly a loud knocking sound was heard from the door.

-Boom!

A shabby door squeaks due to a very strong knock! And it’s about to break.

Fuck! who is this? In this dormitory, if the door breaks, I have to repair it at my own expense!

It was the sorrow of a trash student living in the lowest level dormitory.

I had already bought several months’ worth of food during my self-improvement, so I hurried to the door, thinking about my worn-out wallet.

I don’t know who it is, but I have to say something first.

“Who are you? Are you knocking on my door so hard!!! This is a dormitory where you must be quiet!”

Because of the shitty caste system, I first opened the door by saying a polite word.

Because ‘now’ I was just an illegitimate child and a traitor.

So even though I was burning inside, it was a choice that could not be helped.

“Cas! The door has finally opened! You really gave me poisoned macaroons… Isn’t this the dorm room where Cass was? Did I come to the wrong place?”

“I am Cass. Arien.”

When I opened the door, what I saw was Arien with long red hair and a very flushed face.

A red face as if it came out of nowhere.

Even though this is the lowest level dormitory, it is a men’s dormitory. Why is there a noble antelope like Arien?

Considering Arien’s usual neat appearance, it was completely out of character.

“You are Cass? Really?”

Arien was momentarily confused.

Although Arien was a wizard who manipulated fiery mana, which could easily spread to the surroundings and lead to fire, she always tried to maintain a calm mind.

The sudden appearance of a handsome man I had never seen before made me dizzy.

The man, who had taken off his upper body, exposing his muscular upper body full of masculine scars, made Arien’s face turn even redder.

My face turned red as if it was going to explode.

Cass was such a wild man??!

Arien turned her head left and right and denied the current reality.

Anyway, I have something important to do now!

“Arien, what brings you here?”

“… … I have something to tell you. Let’s go to the backyard of this building together.”

Arien somehow managed to control her natural blush and designated a place to talk to Cass.

Because she has something to do for her close maid, Melissa, who has fallen.

What the fuck? Why is this bitch acting like this all of a sudden? Cass, was it really today that your favorite day got her period?

Without even knowing why, I found a jacket to cover my cold upper body, put it on, carefully closed the door to the dormitory room where I had worked so hard, and started following Arien.

****

The backyard of a shabby and shabby lowest-level men’s dormitory.

Arien and Cass were standing facing each other in a vacant lot close to the deserted back forest where Cass usually practiced swordsmanship.

The early spring breeze keeps bringing the fragrant scent of grass to the tip of my nose.

Really nice weather.

However, unlike the warm, sunny spring weather, there was only uneasy silence between Arien and Cass.

Arien, whose face had suddenly turned cold, began to speak first.

“Cas. From now on, just tell me the truth.”

Arien wanted to hear the truth from Cass.

Unable to forget her childhood memories, she wanted to hear the truth from the man who was courting her.

Is it true that he was actually sent a poisoned macaroon?

“The macarons you sent me this week were your gifts?”

“Macaron?”

Now that I think about it, the original Cass guy somehow managed to buy expensive macarons once a week and send them to his favorite people in the barbaric Middle Ages.

So, are you referring to the macarons that Cass originally sent?

But, I haven’t even purchased the ‘e’ macaron for the week I took a leave of absence from school.

“I have never purchased and sent macarons to you.”

Arien, Cass’s favorite, was not my favorite. Rather, I had every intention of escaping myself, Cass, from this fisherman.

But what if I take out my poor wallet and give this bitch a macaron like the original Cass?

This was a ridiculous slander.

“I never sent you macarons. And it will continue to be so. Aren’t you mistaken that it was sent by someone else?”

“Don’t lie! That was the packaging you promised me! Melissa fainted after being poisoned by the macaron you sent and is still in pain!”

Arien shouted loudly at me.

What is this sudden sudden rush? Deafening.

Unlike Cass, I didn’t have a bean pod, so it was just noise pollution.

“Whether your maid falls or not. What does that have to do with me? I’ve never sent macarons?”

“Melissa got poisoned after eating the macaron you sent! You have no shame!”

balm? In Cass’s memories, she was a rude bitch who always looked at me as dirt.

We argued about everything, and when times were bad, we ran to a water buffalo escort named James to ask for help.

Thanks to this, I got into trouble more often than I expected.

In short, an annoying charlatan or worse.

It was a year of wrapping blood in leaves.

“Poisoned macarons? How can I be sure it was I who sent it? Specific packaging method? A signature with my name on it? You were the one who rejected all physical evidence that could serve as solid evidence because of the status difference issue!!!”

“But how can you prove it’s me!!!!!”

I shouted out loud in anger.

Fuck. Why are you trying to frame a sane person!

Because I had been living as an unfair traitor, I was already reacting very sensitively to being falsely accused.

It was natural for anyone to become sensitive like me after living as an unfair traitor for over ten years.

But, my original self, my original self… … .

“Cas! You let out such violent screams! Have you been hiding that true nature this whole time?! And all the evidence points to you!”

No, even if the original Kasa was like soft tofu with water removed, isn’t this too far-fetched?! What kind of true nature are you hiding? I lived through it!

“No, fuck. I’ve been really out of doors this week! What kind of pretense are you acting on?”

“You don’t have any friends who can give you an alibi!”

What a bitch.

Are you suddenly criticizing me for not having any human friends?!

I was dumbfounded. However, in this barbaric Middle Ages, social networks such as friends, family, and local people who would testify were important.

Goronde, am I a traitor to bullying?

So I needed to prove myself not a sinner.

A world where we have to prove innocence rather than investigate? It was truly an amazing medieval time.

So all I could say was this much.

“Stop!”

I said, lowering my voice.

Any further conversation was useless.

Arien trusted the people around her more than she trusted me.

I did not have a single ounce of faith in this fishery manager’s heart.

Haha, fuck. Cass, what kind of love have you been in?

Even though I was really Cass, I felt like I was losing my mind.

just… Cass’s ten-year love affair was like an illusion, a childhood dream.

Therefore, as Cass, I have decided to end this love now.

Deep in my heart, I could feel Cass being sad and in pain.

I was a foolish bastard, but I was truly a man who had no answers.

“Arien. I’ll tell you this. I’m not the real culprit, it’s been painful to see each other so far, let’s not see each other again! It’s a bitch!”

“Ttaktak?! How could you say something so harsh to my face!”

“Does it seem like a swear word? Isn’t this just simple language? You, a girl who is completely blocked up to her head by the galbo who manages the fishing grounds!”

It was really a non-MZ year.

Although he was under 20 years old, the smell was so hoarse that it was difficult to tolerate it.

How could the original Cass feel love for this bitch?

My hair was completely stronger than that of an 80-year-old grandmother!

Are you really the center of the world? Sweet medieval men are praising you with their buttery tongues, so you still can’t come to your senses, right?

I said goodbye to Arien, an aristocratic noblewoman in the middle ages, the world of ttak.

go away! Let’s not meet again!

“Take this too!”

I’m in the arms! I threw the branch ring to the floor.

The ring of oath that was shared with Arien when she was shipwrecked in the mountains amid heavy rain.

It was a toy-like ring that an illegitimate child with no money shared with Lady while pledging his love for her.

Although it has now grown to the point where I can barely wear it on my little finger, I actually liked it because I could wear it on the finger I use to make promises in the East.

You idiot.

A nose-bleeding bastard who achieved the 3rd rank in water magic in order to be loved by any means possible with his shabby talent.

The ring of the wizard who wanted to become a woman’s knight is now useless.

“Then I’ll just leave. Etepais.”

“This is… … .”

Arien was devastated as she looked at the wooden ring made of lead paper that had been abandoned in an unsightly manner on the ground.

Because I didn’t know if Cass had a ring like the one she kept in her desk drawer until now.

It was spring.