episode_0009

As the remaining four lottery draws came to an end, we headed towards the Common Class preparation room.

The content of the Resistance Battle was a typical team battle, a fight between 50 vs 50.

Although there are four second-year classes, in reality, today’s Resistance Battle is only between our two classes.

The other class had already held their Resistance Battle a few days ago, and now, with only the Resistance Battle between our Royal Class and the Common Class left, the event would come to an end.

“Ugh… being picked for the Common Class… this is hopeless.”

“Yeah, I know, right? Since we’re doomed anyway, might as well go and mess with the Common Class, right?”

“Is that so? That doesn’t sound like a bad idea.”

While on our way to the Common Class preparation room after being placed in the Common Class due to the lottery draw, we overheard a conversation between Baton of the Hujak Family and his subordinate, who could easily pass as Seruichi.

Hmm… it seems that one reason the Common Class kept losing was the influence of the Royal Class students who entered the Common Class.

I didn’t know this fact because it wasn’t revealed in the novel; discovering these hidden settings adds an extra layer of enjoyment.

Hmm… but trying to disrupt my plans, it leaves a bad taste in my mouth.

Not that I’m resentful. I’ve only improved my attitude; my abilities related to attack were still considered trash-tier stats.

Deciding to use Ayla later to manipulate them, I boldly entered the Common Class preparation room.

Unlike the elegant golden walls of the Royal Class’s preparation room, the walls of the Common Class were made of plain iron, looking rather shabby in comparison.

Well, having lived on Earth, I was accustomed to such sights, so I casually entered the Common Class without much thought. However, the noble-born kids hesitated at the sight of the relatively shabby walls of the Common Class.

“Ugh… what kind of wall is this? Weren’t all walls supposed to be beautiful gold or silver? What’s with this shabby wall?”

“Sir, this wall is made of a material used by commoners called iron! So, please be careful not to touch it and enter cautiously!”

“Alright, got it.”

The Baton and Seruichi, who had been mocking the wall, followed me into the Common Class preparation room.

Hmm, pretty ordinary.

Inside the Common Class preparation room, numerous Common Class students were chatting noisily.

However, as we, wearing hats marked with the royal emblem, entered, the Common Class preparation room suddenly fell silent, unlike before.

It felt like everyone had been silenced in the pitch-black darkness.

“Shut it, everyone. As long as I’m in the Common Class, I won’t let you off easy.”

In the chilling atmosphere, Baton shouted without hesitation, spreading his arms wide.

Though he spoke like that, internally, Baton must be contemplating how to ruin this Common Class.

Pathetic guy. Just give it your all, and that should suffice. Acting all high and mighty just because you didn’t get the team you wanted, it’s so ridiculous and pathetic.

Baton began explaining to us the tactics that were not supposed to work once we entered the Common Class.

He said that if they could take down Ayla, the monster of the Royal Class, first, they could win. Well…

Yes, the Common Class students would firmly believe that. After all, we are the only members of the Royal Class and the Hujak Family in this classroom.

There are many students in the Royal Class, but those who belong to the Hujak Family and are part of the Royal Class are few.

Even if you are a noble, if you lack talent, you can never enter the Royal Class.

Furthermore, nobles, unlike commoners, receive high-level training, making their words trustworthy to the common class and commoners.

However, it’s all part of Baton’s plan.

Baton will focus the common class fellows on Ayla to make them experience a brutal defeat.

Ayla may seem defeated to me, but that’s because of his guilt, not being able to exert his strength.

Ayla, who faced 50 demons alone in his first year, possesses exceptional talent and combat sense exceeding four S-rank stats.

Supported by Ayla’s rigorous training and effort, such talent shines even brighter.

A genius who combines talent with effort only deserves the title of a fraud.

That’s Ayla for you.

To diminish Ayla’s influence in the novel, his appearances were limited to daily life, rarely utilized in battles.

When he does appear in critical situations or when the protagonist seems at risk of death, he emerges; otherwise, he remains absent.

When Ayla shows up, all minor enemies are slain with a single stroke.

He is described as ‘Blood-Soaked’ and ‘Defeated in War.’

Ayla’s childhood image might be disastrous to students.

Fifty humans charging at a disaster is futile. The disaster tears humans apart—an entity that cannot be killed, a monster.

That’s the disaster.

Considering Ayla’s childhood resemblance to such a disaster is not far-fetched.

Though he hasn’t reached the level of defeating a demon king and has stopped training, monsters remain formidable.

Attacking someone like Ayla… It seems the common class individuals lack intelligence.

After the meaningless briefing from Baton, we headed to the arena upon hearing the whistle signaling the start of the class battle.

The arena was massive, resembling a real-life colosseum in size.

Most spectators were students; few outsiders were present, likely occupied elsewhere.

“Here we go! Class Battle! Common Class versus Royal Class! Expect a fierce showdown! Commentator, that’s all from me, over to you! Now, let’s get into the rules!”

In a large space constructed near the spectator seats, a man and the principal, Lira, gazed intently at the arena.

Lira seemed oblivious to the commentator’s words, fixated solely on the arena.

Ignoring Lira’s behavior, the commentator continued with the explanations.

“A symbol will be engraved on your forearm during this class battle!”

As the commentator finished speaking, shields were engraved on our forearms.

This symbol, likely representing Principal Lira, is a protective emblem that continuously blocks attacks but shatters upon reaching its limit, a standard defense symbol.

If this emblem breaks, you’re out! Pain is felt fully, so be cautious! When no one remains on either team, the battle ends! Let’s begin!”

As the commentator’s voice faded, around forty students from the common class charged towards Ayla, who stood at the forefront, having heard Baton’s nonsensical briefing.

Having seen that, Ayla, with an expressionless face, as if she would bare everything, pulled out a shining white sword from her scabbard and immediately swung the blade towards us.

-Clang!!!

A fierce strike cutting through the concrete floor flew towards us.

To block that strike, around 40 or so Common Class students gathered their strength and used defensive magic.

A defensive magic stacked 60 times.

Even with just 10 layers, defensive magic displayed tremendous resilience.

If such defensive magic is stacked 60 times? It would be like an insurmountable mountain.

An unyielding mountain. A towering mountain. A mountain akin to the strongest.

However, the Common Class students underestimated one thing.

“····39 people···· precisely out.”

-Shingggg!

The mountain, it means being devoured by calamity.

The defensive magics stacked 60-fold couldn’t withstand a single strike and all shattered.

Yet, instead of slowing down the strike, its speed increased.

Truly insane ability. That is Ayla’s unique skill. The skill called ‘Ignore.’

Ignore.

It goes beyond merely overlooking something, not even registering in the eyes, some such concept, but Ayla’s Ignore skill transcended that notion.

Literally ignores everything.

Air resistance, friction, constraints, speed, pressure, just everything is disregarded.

Not really ignoring everything, just things like air resistance I mentioned earlier. In other words, attacks are not constrained by any limitations.

-Shingggg!

Ayla’s strike using Ignore accurately eliminated numerous students, as Ayla muttered, and 39 students were knocked out as she said.

The force that shatters solid protective seals directly. Truly monstrous.

To think of defeating such a monster, there might be a way, look at Baton. They seemed to harbor hopes of possibly overcoming Ayla, but witnessing the Common Class students being mercilessly slaughtered, they seemed resigned, chuckling bitterly.

Yes, everyone must have given up. Look at the Royal Class students watching from behind. They leave everything to Ayla while casually munching on popcorn. Even Rachel, with her unwavering beliefs, does not engage in the fight.

For fear of being entangled in Ayla’s attacks.

Everyone was shocked and fearful at Ayla’s appearance.

But not me.

-Thump, thump.

“Hey, hey!! Where are you going! It’s a head-on match, are you crazy?! Just ask her to break the protective seals comfortably! Because the pain will come as it is?!”

Seeing my footsteps, Baton realized I was heading towards Ayla and hurriedly tried to stop me.

However, I paid no heed to Baton’s words and approached Ayla.

“Then… let’s finish with the next attack…”

“Ayla.”

“!”

As my low voice reached Ayla, the shining sword she was about to wield lost its gleam and withered away.

Ayla, upon hearing my voice, trembled and turned to look at where the voice came from with a trembling body.

And there, realizing it was me who called her in an expressionless state, Ayla’s pupils began to quiver.

Ayla’s thoughts froze abruptly at my sudden appearance.

“Si… Silaine…?”

“Want me to get rid of them?”

In front of Ayla, I boldly pointed towards the Royal Class students with a sinister remark and a smirk.

Understanding the meaning of my words, Ayla asked me hesitantly.

“Plea… se…?”

“No, it’s an order.”

Although I said it was an order, Ayla, interpreting it as a request, put on a pleasant face, smiled broadly, and cheerfully replied, “Sure!” before immediately directing the strike not towards the Common Class side,

“Huh, huh? Why is Ayla like that? Why is the sword pointing this way…?”

Royal Class was the target.