Ch.20You’re a Bronze. Forever – 3

“I can’t accept it. I won’t accept it! I’m not even incapacitated!”

“Vice President. Calm down and look at your injury. Your nosebleed won’t stop.”

“It’s not over yet! My limbs are fine, what defeat are you talking about!”

If you’re such a high-and-mighty Gold, shouldn’t you gracefully accept defeat?

Getting a nosebleed twice, and a double nosebleed at that, obviously means you lost.

Yuhyun Jung was screaming and trying to rush at me.

Dasom Yoo, who had been introduced as the secretary, was holding him back tightly.

“Let go! I said let go! Dasom Yoo! Let me go!”

“Stop it. If we continue, someone’s really going to get hurt.”

“Damn it! Hey, Dasom Yoo! Don’t you hear your senior?”

“I hear you. But I’m more afraid of the president than the vice president. So.”

“Keuph?!”

“Just stay still, please.”

At first glance it looked like a back hug, but looking more closely, it was just a chokehold.

A grown man flailing around, restrained by a much smaller female student.

Is Yuhyun Jung weak, or is this Dasom Yoo unusually strong?

– Activating The Third Eye.

◎ Dasom Yoo

: Angel of the Frontline

◎ Details

: A person who thinks of others before herself.

Healing abilities increase the closer she is to the frontline.

Possesses a steadfast mind.

Dasom Yoo was in the Support Class. And she specialized in the rare healing field.

But Angel of the Frontline? Her healing abilities increase the closer she is to the frontline?

She should be someone who needs to be safely protected in the rear, but is that really okay?

‘…Ah. Is that why she maximized her physical abilities?’

That would explain why Yuhyun Jung was flailing around.

The Weaponry Class aims for the enemy’s flanks or rear while allies draw attention.

Conversely, the Support Class’s abilities are enhanced when healing from the front lines.

Naturally, Dasom Yoo has a higher probability of facing monsters or villains than Yuhyun Jung.

So it was easy to guess which of them would have trained their physical strength more.

“Kuuugh! President! This isn’t right! Khaak! That person is an outsider! We’re Academy students, the student council! Kughk!”

Since he couldn’t escape by force, he seemed to be trying to talk his way out.

Hana Kang sighed again and approached Yuhyun Jung.

…Shaaaaa—

With one hand manifesting magic filled with intense cold.

“That’s why I’m only going this far. Yuhyun Jung. If you’re really part of the student council, if you’re really the vice president, what you should be doing right now isn’t making noise about how the match isn’t over yet, but keeping your mouth shut.”

Hana Kang grabbed Yuhyun Jung by the collar and muttered in an eerie voice.

Her demeanor seemed to say, ‘If you say one more word, I won’t let it slide.’

Under Hana Kang’s strong persuasion, even the loudly barking Yuhyun Jung finally acquiesced.

“Go back. As I said, you’re on probation for a while, so don’t even come near the student council.”

“…Fine.”

“Dasom. Let the vice president go.”

“Yes, unnie. Ah, Vice President. Your wounds…”

“It’s fine. I’ll take care of it myself.”

Yuhyun Jung passed by Dasom Yoo and Hana Kang with a dejected voice.

But as he passed by me, he glared at me with vicious eyes.

“You, I will definitely…”

“I told you to go.”

Idiot. Look at him tucking his tail between his legs at just one word from Hana Kang.

So he ignores Bronze and Silver ranks but immediately becomes subservient to someone stronger than him.

How did someone like him ever rise to the position of vice president?

I could understand if he were just a department head, but vice president?

‘…Something feels off about this.’

Guys like him always grind their teeth and swear revenge.

And from what I can see, this student named Yuhyun Jung is one hundred percent that type.

As long as he thinks I’m an easy target, he’ll definitely try to step on me.

If he can’t win fair and square with skill, he’ll use underhanded methods.

Or he might try to apply social pressure.

Whatever it is, it’s not something I’m particularly happy about.

“I showed you something embarrassing.”

As I watched Yuhyun Jung walking away, feeling uneasy,

Hana Kang approached me and slightly bowed her head.

“Let me introduce myself again. I’m Hana Kang, third-year student and president of the Academy student council.”

– Activating The Third Eye.

◎ Hana Kang

: Passion that cuts through the cold

◎ Details

: While wielding the coldest magic, she harbors an aspiration hotter than flames.

The power of her magic increases as the surrounding temperature decreases.

In excessively hot places, the power of her magic temporarily decreases.

Possesses a steadfast mind.

She also has positive descriptors attached to her, similar to Dasom Yoo.

Well, being a normal person, that’s probably why she drove Yuhyun Jung away like that.

If she were part of his crowd, she would have targeted me instead of him.

“First, I want to apologize. If the vice president said anything inappropriate, that was his personal opinion and has nothing to do with the student council, so I hope there’s no misunderstanding.”

Starting by drawing a clear line—perfect score out of 100.

Looking at her, it seems Hana Kang also has negative thoughts about Yuhyun Jung.

In that case, maybe I can badmouth that guy a little?

“That’s a relief. I was quite offended by some of his remarks that crossed the line.”

“Remarks that crossed the line… what kind of—”

“He said I was showing off that I don’t have parents.”

“Eh?”

“Huh?”

My words filled Hana Kang and Dasom Yoo’s faces with shock.

“Pretty sad for an orphan to hear.”

He knew I was an orphan yet said, ‘You’re showing off that you don’t have parents.’

They seemed at a loss for words at that point.

He said such things to someone who lost their parents?

This deserves an immediate cut-off and would be justified never to see his face again.

“That crazy bastard.”

Hana Kang bit her lip as if she couldn’t have imagined he would do such a thing.

It seems Yuhyun Jung had been behaving himself within the student council.

That’s why Hana Kang is reacting as if she didn’t expect this.

I can hear the sound of public opinion about Yuhyun Jung plummeting!

“I’m sorry, Arbiter. As the student council president, I truly apologize…”

“It’s fine. I was a bit upset, but I managed to work it out during our match.”

At my words, Dasom Yoo burst out laughing with an “Ahah!”

Perhaps she was reminded of Yuhyun Jung who had been streaming blood from both nostrils just moments ago?

“Oh, Arbiter. Are you injured?”

Looking at where Dasom Yoo was pointing, I saw blood seeping through.

I thought it was just a slight cut since it only stung a little.

But it seems the Shadow Striker had attacked quite sharply.

“Just a moment. I’ll treat it right away.”

Dasom Yoo approached and placed her hand on the wound.

As bright light flickered, I suddenly felt a burning sensation in my side.

When I involuntarily let out a “Ugh,” Dasom Yoo smiled.

“It might feel hot or painful. That means the healing is working well, so don’t worry.”

“It’s amazing. That wounds can heal like this.”

“Um… is this your first time being treated by someone from the Support Class?”

“Probably. At least while I’m fully conscious.”

At my answer, Dasom Yoo, who was treating me, made a strange expression.

I wondered why she was acting like this, but Hana Kang standing beside her had a similar look.

Why are they suddenly acting like this? Is not having been treated by the Support Class such a big issue?

“You really have never been treated by someone from the Support Class?”

“No.”

“That’s a lie! That’s impossible!”

No, really, I’ve never been treated by the Support Class.

Are they asking if I didn’t receive treatment on the day I was one-sidedly assaulted by The Elder?

But I was unconscious then, so I have no memory of any treatment.

“With your movements in that match, you must have been in the field at least a few times!”

“Dasom is right. That’s why both of us thought you weren’t a new arbiter, but someone who was injured in the field and transferred to an office position.”

I’ve heard that happens quite often.

When ability users who work in the field can no longer do so due to injuries.

As compensation, they’re transferred to office work as a consideration.

“But I’m a civil servant?”

“Huh?”

“Oh. That’s right.”

While it’s not a problem for a field worker affiliated with a clan to move to an office position within the clan,

It’s impossible for someone who hasn’t even taken the civil service exam to suddenly be appointed as a civil servant.

“Arbiter, you’re really a mysterious person! Are you perhaps one of those?”

“What?”

“You know, like in the movies, a secret weapon trained by the government! Someone who’s just received a mission and is acting like an ordinary person, something like that!”

What secret weapon of the government? More like a slave of the government.

Or perhaps an unfortunate soul fighting against the ultimate weapon known as complainants.

Beep beep—

“Ah, unnie. It’s time for the student council meeting.”

“Already? You’re right. Arbiter, we’ll be going now. I’ll see you again later.”

“Yes, but there’s really no need to—”

“I need to address the vice president’s issue properly. I’ll take responsibility and make sure he’s demoted to Bronze.”

I inwardly cheered and applauded at Hana Kang’s words.

Come on, Yuhyun Jung. It’s been a while since you breathed Bronze air, right?

You’ll be there for a long time, so get used to Bronze quickly.

*

“…There’s something about him, don’t you think?”

Dasom Yoo, returning to the student council room, slightly parted her lips.

Hana Kang, who had been walking silently, nodded.

“Because of the vice president’s item, I couldn’t see most of the fight… but that final movement was definitely not something a Silver-rank arbiter would show.”

“Exactly. If he had been a little late, his back would have been pierced.”

Student Council Secretary, Dasom Yoo. Support Class, Gold rank.

Student Council President, Hana Kang. Magic Class, Platinum rank.

They are skilled individuals who are superior to, certainly not below, Yuhyun Jung.

Even to these two, Seojin Baek’s movements were extraordinary.

“Could it really be something like that?”

“What do you mean?”

“What I said earlier. Like an ability user secretly raised by the government. Not for gate and monster handling, but specifically for ‘anti-villain’ purposes.”

“…What nonsense.”

Though she said that, Hana Kang wasn’t entirely convinced either.

‘Should I look into it?’

The Clan Master of South Korea’s top clan, ‘Magic Tower,’ is Hana Kang’s father.

Magic Tower, a powerful combat group with numerous top-tier experts.

From Hana Kang’s position, she could easily ask them to look into it.

‘…No. That would be extremely disrespectful. I can’t do that.’

Shake shake—

Shaking her head, Hana Kang moved to the student council room while listening to Dasom Yoo’s chatter.

But still, she couldn’t help being curious about this person named Seojin Baek.