Chapter Index

    March 187. Jeokma Dormitory Square.

    At the end of turn 2, only the last unit remains on both sides.

    While the remaining units are fighting from the west, the second maid unit and the crocodile are watching from the east.

    Mina checked the crocodile’s reference table.

    Ashra Estuary Man-Eating Crocodile – Monster, Southern Swamps

    Short Giant Single Model Unit – 32 points

    Movement 10 / Defense 8 / Resistance 6 / Magic 0 / Learning 0 / Stamina 25

    strike armament

    Giant Mouth – Attack 5 / Accuracy 7 / Penetration 5 / Damage 5

    ability

    Terror of the South – This unit can be added to a crew if the crew leader is a Pirate Republic, Sepi Duke, Celestial Temple, Crocodile, Snake, or Turtle.

    Burrow (Wet Terrain) – While in Wet Terrain, you gain Cloak.

    Surprise (Wet Terrain) – If you start your turn in Wet Terrain, gain Proficiency 1 (Walk, Charge).

    Shield Color – Gain Stealth when cloaked.

    Runner – Ignores the effects of rough terrain.

    “32 points… Normal hit deals 5 damage…”

    The lamentation of Jeokma Dormitory students.

    “HP is 25 and defense is 8. How do you break through that…”

    “As expected, it was just a meat shield thrown around by first graders.”

    “Hmm. By the way.”

    Mina, who was looking at the reference table, asked a question.

    “This damage, what happens if you inflict 5 damage to a model with 2 health?”

    “I die.”

    “What is the remaining damage? Does it spread to other kids?”

    “That can’t be possible. It’s just flying in the air.”

    “Then why on earth did you bring that out? Most of the time, I only have troops with 2 health?”

    “You could target Remi.”

    “huh.”

    Mina snorted and pointed at the maids.

    “Select maids! I declare an assault!”

    “Charge?”

    Both the Black Swan and Red Horse students screamed, but Graven sighed.

    “That’s amazing. I wonder if he noticed.”

    “Sprint shooting is a rule that allows you to shoot after charging.

    However, the direction of the charge is not specified.

    Reverse charge! I will move the models to the south so that they are exactly 24cm!”

    The Jeokma Hall maids moved back.

    Until the model closest to the crocodile walks the 24cm line, and the model closest to Remy walks the 12cm line.

    “Shooting is a decision made on a unit-to-unit basis.

    Therefore, if the closest distance between units is 24cm or less, all models can be fired.”

    “Umm…”

    “Shooting is a free action created by charging!”

    10 attacks flying towards the crocodile.

    10 dice indicated a hit.

    1, 1, 3, 4, 5, 5, 9, 9, 10, 10.

    “And the aura effect is also unit to unit!

    Since the nearest model is within 12cm, all units receive Remy’s aura effect.

    A critical hit! Two dice that come up with a 1 equals 10 penetration!”

    “Defense roll for the remaining 4 hits. Penetration is 1, that is, defense at 7 or less.

    2, 3, 3, 8. 1 passed, 2 defended. Received a total of 3 damage.”

    “One more time!”

    The second shooting attack deals 2 damage to the crocodile.

    The crocodile suddenly lost 20% of its health.

    “Turn is over.”

    “You found a good strategy.

    my turn. Choose a crocodile. Move 20 cm in two steps. Turn ends.

    If it had moved 12cm, it would have been possible to charge…”

    Mina sneered at Graven, who sighed.

    “So, why on earth did you bring this up?

    If I go first in the next round, the maids can walk once, reverse charge once and shoot from 24cm and that’s it.

    Even if you catch the first turn, the maids will not be wiped out.”

    Without saying a word, Graven took out a small coin and placed it on the table right next to the crocodile.

    Then he picked up the crocodile model and brought it in front of Mina.

    The size of the base was different from ordinary models.

    Small sculptures representing sand and weeds were placed on the base, which was twice the radius, that is, four times the area.

    What stands out among them is a fairly large log and a human skeleton.

    The crocodile raised its head, placed its tail on a log, and roared as it stepped on the white bones with its feet.

    There is a torn piece of cloth on the upper teeth, and a piece of flesh on the lower teeth.

    The lumpy dark gray back skin of the crocodile was covered in mud and dust, as if it had crawled out of a swamp.

    And the natural gradation where the yellowish white belly skin and back skin meet.

    “Do you understand?”

    “I understand.”

    Mina was convinced.

    Graven returned the crocodile to the location marked with the coin and removed the coin.

    “Round 2 ends. Let’s start round 3.”

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    December 186. shop.

    Vice President Tangaroa’s face turned bright red.

    “What is this!”

    “Vice President, these are your stats. You agreed. All student council executives receive their own models.”

    “I know! But what is this?”

    Academy Vice President Tangaroa – Academy, student council, blue dragon, executive, pure-blooded beast, platypus, second year, Tangaroa, ground, grass

    Single model unit – 18 points

    Movement 10 / Defense 5 / Resistance 8 / Magic Power 3 / Learning 5 / Stamina 10

    strike armament

    Club of the Far South Sea – Attack 3 / Accuracy 5 / Penetration 2 / Damage 2, Absorb 1 full magic power

    ability

    Guts – If this unit’s model has 2 or more health, that model is immune to instant death effects, and if it takes damage that would reduce its health to 0, it will instead have 1 health.

    Shaper – Terrain created by this unit cannot be unlocked.

    Partner (Academy Student Council President Lilac Bonefette) – When this unit ends its turn, its partner can immediately begin its turn. When your partner ends his turn, this unit can immediately begin its turn.

    Haka Dance – This unit’s resistance is not lowered by any means other than piercing.

    “What on earth is the club of the far southern sea?

    If it’s a club, it’s a club. Why are we stuck in the distant southern sea?”

    “Well, Vice President Maori-”

    Oops, there are no Maori here. Because it’s a fantasy worldview.

    But judging from the name and appearance, it is a New Zealand Maori concept.

    Of course, platypuses only live in Australia, not New Zealand…

    “You came from the southern island. The residents there have unusual weapons-”

    “What is that weapon you’re talking about? Taiaha? Cotiate? Te Hua Te Hua? Wahaika? Fatou?”

    Uh, um. I don’t remember much because I just saw it in a museum…

    “It’s like a club made of whale bone.”

    “Everything I mentioned earlier can be made from whale bone, right? done. Is it a long weapon or a short weapon?”

    “It’s very short. It all fits in one hand.”

    “Then it’s fatu, fatu paroane. I don’t know why I have to swing Fatou, but…”

    Tangaroa tarnished the name of the strike commander and changed it to this:

    ‘Fatu Pharoa Club’

    The vice president, who was reading the data sheet again, sighed deeply.

    He asked in an irritated voice, as if he had no strength to be angry anymore.

    “Why is there a Haka dance?”

    “Well… there is a traditional dance… tattooed men dance with their tops uncovered and their tongues sticking out…”

    “Why do I dance that? Why are you giving me that special ability? I’m the vice president of the student council, and Ugau isn’t the barbarian chieftain?”

    “But you are from a tribe that dances the Haka.”

    I added it because I thought people would like it if it reflects traditional culture…

    The vice president glared at me and mumbled.

    “…Okay. Since I’m a platypus, I have to dance the Haka.

    When you make Hwayoung a model, make sure to include a rule to recover your stamina by eating kimchi?”

    “Kimchi? Do you have kimchi?”

    Just then, Hwayoung came in with a prototype model.

    She instantly made the vice president’s cynical sarcasm meaningless.

    “I want to eat kimchi… not these lumpy chunks of cheese here…”

    “…Anyway, leave out the haka dance. Add abilities suitable for being the vice president of the student body.”

    Ah, this is damned and that is damned.

    “What about hate (humans)?”

    “I don’t hate humans, right? Human supremacists like you-

    Ah yes, add human hatred. I’m tired of even talking.”

    “It was a joke. I’ll think about it again.”

    The vice president stands up from his seat while grumbling.

    However, Hwayoung suddenly thrust the model in front of him.

    “Vice Chairman’s model!”

    I haven’t painted it yet, I just primed it with a gray color so that the paint sticks well.

    However, the details were vivid even in this state.

    The freshman valedictorian’s medal and first-year student’s highest honors medal are emblazoned on the yellow student council uniform.

    A three-dimensional orange cloak with wrinkles made by finely trimming thin wood.

    Left hand raised proudly, right hand holding a whalebone club.

    A slightly open beak and a tail slightly sticking out from behind the cape.

    “How do you feel?”

    “…Well made.”

    Although he spoke bluntly, the vice president was passionately appreciating his model.

    Kill. Your eyes are honest, yes.

    “I made one model for each of the five student council members!”

    Hwayoung took our models out of the box one by one and showed them to us.

    Chairman Lilac, standing with his hand on the imperial treasured sword.

    Cleo Cleo holds a folder with her left hand and pushes up her glasses with her right.

    Hwayoung swings a brush while wearing a hanbok.

    and…

    “What on earth is this!”

    Colman Cantor, with his right hand on his temple, looking at something with his eyes.

    Why am I posing like that white robot from Big Data Drip!

    “Colman didn’t draw a concept sketch for his model. So I just made it myself.

    Vice President. This is Mr. Coleman, who is focusing on developing the game.”

    Well… I just didn’t tell you because I’m not a model and I’m embarrassed to pose…

    Is this the price of shyness?

    “The chairman really liked it and told me to use it.”

    “Uh. I agree too. Coleman? Let’s use this for your model.”

    Tangaroa smiles brightly.

    I gritted my teeth and barely spoke.

    “…Okay.”

    “How many replicas will be made?”

    “Umm…”

    Once a sculpture has been created, replicating it is simple.

    An ordinary grass or earth mage just needs to inject magic power into the material.

    In other words, it is the same as what we just created the formwork for.

    “Please make it just enough so that the vice president and Hwayoung do not feel burdened.”

    “How much is that?”

    Hmm. The academy has about 1,000 students, 200 per grade, right?

    There’s no way that many people will play this game, so let’s limit the number of customers to about 100, and that alone will be enough to prevent gang fights.

    Since the student council model is not affiliated with a specific dormitory, it will not sell very well…

    “Please make only about 20 copies.”

    “That little?”

    “It’s not a model that is really needed.

    Rather, the basic models, such as the first or second year of each dormitory, are more urgent.

    Since neither mana nor time is infinite, you should use it sparingly.”

    I left the production room, leaving the Vice President and Hwayoung who nodded.

    There are 20 models of me with poses like that going around to academies…

    Ugh. I’m not good at dating a girlfriend…

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