episode_0104

(Wasn’t he just crazy?)

(Do you know that now? If I were just a crazy person, would I have done something like guild breaking?)

(No, but it doesn’t make sense, no matter how much I think about it)

(I’m also so shocked. I was in class 11 until a few months ago.)

“Yoo Seolhyun! Don’t look at me, but unleash your magic properly!”

“Look…I’m not watching, Professor…”

“You can only extract that much magical power? Do you think I will believe that?”

“Hing…Ji…Jihoon…”

“No, Professor, it could be that my magical power has increased…”

“Can you say that even after seeing that poor appearance?”

“…I’ll try some more…”

The 1st and 2nd class classroom where magic power is materialized in the form of large, thick lines and practice is being conducted by colliding the two.

Seolhyun, who was called in as Jihoon’s practice partner, slightly, very slightly raised her magical power and materialized it, but its size and hardness overwhelmingly exceeded Jihoon’s.

“Again! also! It breaks. They tell me to concentrate and pour it out. Losing your magic means losing your concentration!”

“No, I’m concentrating, but my magic power is low… Hey, why do you have endless magic power?”

“Hey…I’m sorry Jihoon…”

“Don’t say you’re sorry, it hurts your pride…”

When Seolhyun’s magic power line met Jihoon’s magic power line, Jihoon’s magic power line was inevitably cut off.

Just by looking at the color and size, everyone could already tell how much difference there was in the quantity and quality of the actualized magic power of the two…

In fact, even that was a magical power that Seolhyun brought out with utmost restraint.

When it comes to magic power battles,

Jihoon was at such a poor level that it was difficult to even look at him.

(That guy is cheating)

(That thing is disconnected again, this is ridiculous…isn’t that working?)

(Why is Seolhyun looking at me like that? I just step on it)

(Would Seolhyun say that? It’s been a long time since she became a pure-hearted person.)

The magic line created by Seolhyun with an apologetic expression slightly loses its color and becomes less thick.

“Uh-huh! Yoo Seolhyun! I won’t increase my horsepower again”

“No, Professor, he seems to have lost his strength?”

“That can’t be possible. It’s watching. Yoo Seol-hyeon, don’t look down on me and increase your magic”

“Hing…Jihoon…”

As Seolhyun’s magic line advances as clearly and powerfully as ever, Jihoon’s magic line greeting him splits and breaks without a trace, and then disappears.

(Is that 1st place in the rankings? 1st place in Korea? Aren’t they messing around with the Hunter Management Association?)

(The president of the association was interviewed directly on the same day. Is the president of the association also a fraudster?)

(…that bastard might have caught my weakness)

(Catch the Hunter Management Association’s president’s weakness?)

(what……)

“Jihoon, come here…let’s fill up your magic”

Jihoon trudges along.

Seolhyun turns behind Jihoon and places both hands on his back.

Duuut

Around Jihoon, a magical energy overflowing that his body couldn’t accept was overflowing.

“Stop…it’s full”

“Heehee…are you feeling strong? huh? Huh?”

“…Yes, it’s hard…”

“Now, go back to your respective positions. Quickly get your bearings, Jihoon Kang”

Following Professor Gong’s instructions, Seol-hyeon takes her hand off Ji-hoon’s back and walks away, as if feeling regretful, and the two materialize their magic again.

(Wow? If you run out of magic power during a magic fight, they refill it and fight you again. This is a magic bag just for that bastard.)

(Huh? I heard that guy call Seolhyun a magic bag a few times)

(What? Anyway, that crazy guy goes beyond common sense)

(Seolhyun… I feel sorry for her… She must have found some kind of weakness, right?)

(His weakness again! What kind of weakness collector is he? He goes around grabbing weaknesses)

(Then can you believe that guy is number 1 in the rankings?)

“Oh!!! stop! My ears hurt. Are you sure you’re whispering? Aren’t you talking too loudly? I guess they’re just telling me to listen now, right?”

Jihoon held on for so long that he ended up screaming.

Academy 1st and 2nd class cadets.

Until recently, they were threatening each other to death.

They couldn’t mix like water and oil, but before they knew it, the border itself had disappeared.

They were sitting together and chatting intently.

Professor Gong’s magic power practice time was largely Jihoon’s exclusive training time.

During class time, other cadets openly enjoyed chatting.

Of course, the topic of the chat was usually Jihoon’s gossip.

However, today their voices were no more than a murmur.

As if to listen, they talked incessantly, and in the end, Jihoon had to take the bait.

“Tell me about it!!”

Starting with one cadet, voices come out from all over the place.

“Okay~ Is now the time to practice using horsepower?~”

“During the magic power operation training session, it’s natural to practice magic power operation!”

Jihoon screams out of frustration

The 1st and 2nd class cadets all cower in fear.

“Ugh… that’s it, that’s it… What am I talking about with you? Just ask briefly what you’re curious about. Let me practice again”

“Wow!!”

As Jihoon accepts the press conference(?) with a defeated expression, hands come up from all over as if he is waiting.

“Now you’re raising your hand quite automatically…yeah…you there, starting with you”

“It’s true that it ranked first.”

“It’s true. Next you.”

Jerrit

The cadets’ gaze lands on the cadet who absurdly blew away the first question.

It’s a criticism that asks why you waste precious time asking questions by asking the obvious.

The questions that followed were a little more careful and detailed.

“Ranking match…what is the format? You’re fighting, right?”

“It seems like they are picking someone and fighting…but I am a new participant, so I started from 32nd place, next”

“You beat all 32 people?”

“No, there were only 7 matches. I see that he fights moderately, but sometimes gives up when he feels like he is no match for him. Next”

“Hyuna Kim, did you fight with Hunter too? Magic, what did you use?”

“Hyuna Kim? Who is it?”

“No. 2 in the rankings! The strongest in the magic world! Super pretty girl!”

“Oh, I didn’t fight with the second place guy. He just gave up and handed it over, next”

“Lie! There is no way Kim Hunter would have given up against you!”

“Are you also a fan of that person like Han So-jung? No, it doesn’t come out, so how can I fight…Next!!”

The questions keep coming, and Jihoon is slowly starting to get tired.

“…There is a ranking match-only stadium on the 12th floor of the basement… Next, no… Wait, just ask Han So-jung or Yoo Seol-hyun if you have any questions. Because they both came to watch the ranking match.”

In an instant, all eyes in the classroom are focused on Han So-jeong and Yoo Seol-hyeon.

Did you watch a ranking match?

Ranking matches that are never open to the general public…

I’m not a guild official or association manager, but I’m watching all the prominent rankers right in front of me…

They were cadets who seemed to have some idea as to why these two people kept hanging around with that crazy guy.

“Wait a minute, just this! Hyunwoo Jang… Hunter Hyunwoo Jang…are you strong?”

A hunter who does not engage in any outside activities.

Sword Saint Jang Hyeon-woo

The respect of the 1st and 2nd class cadets for him was truly enormous.

I didn’t know that my curiosity about him, shrouded in mysticism, would increase my respect even more.

The cadets wanted to hear Jihoon’s story directly from his mouth.

“Ah, that guy…he was crazy about swords.”

Tuk

In response to Jihoon’s calm appreciation, questions continue to pour in with tantalizing expressions on his face.

“What is the sword like? Fast?”

“It was fast…it was definitely not an ordinary inspection.”

“What about the Red Moon? I heard it’s blood red? How was it?”

“Blood red? It was reddish… but anyway, it’s not there anymore so whatever”

“Huh? There isn’t one?”

“I don’t know if it’s Red Moon or anything anymore. I broke it”

tudung

This is something that the president of the Hunter Management Association, Jang Dae-han, personally appeared on the air and announced, so it must be true that that crazy guy is number one in the rankings.

In that case, there is a high probability that what that guy is saying right now is true.

Red Moon.

It is the sword of the Sword Saint, a legendary sword that splatters blood when it is swung…

It’s probably broken…

The cadets could find no more questions to ask.

No, if I were to ask more, it would be correct to say that I was afraid that something even scarier than what I just heard would come out.

“Crazy bastard…”

“Doreunja…”

“You bastard…”

“Hey! You guys, that’s not a question, it’s just an insult, right? And you have to talk behind your back so you can’t be heard. Are you all crazy? Do you want to die?”

These were just swear words that came out of the cadets’ mouths without even realizing that he was in front of them.

Sword Saint Jang Hyeon-woo

A swordsman who devoted his life to the sword. Living Legend maintained the top ranking for 12 years

The 1st and 2nd class cadets cheered for Jang Hyeon-woo, not Ji-hoon, who was in the same class as them.

It was natural.

Jihoon was a public enemy, and Jang Hyunwoo was a respected legend.

“Oh, and only you guys know this. That guy is a position healer.”

tup

Jihoon catches the flying shoe.

tup

tup

Shoes starting to fly off in clumps, not just one or two.

“Are these guys crazy as a group!!”

“Don’t do that to our Jihoon!!”

“Kang Ji-hoon, come down and hit first base”

Sojung and Seolhyun were the only two people in the classroom who were worried about Jihoon.

“What healer? Do you think this guy will believe anything we say because we can’t watch ranking matches?”

“Knowing someone by looking at them,”

“It’s true, you crazy people! Hey, don’t put magic on your shoes!”

In the midst of the chaos, Jihoon catches the small sound of a knock on the classroom door.

A somewhat uneasy cautiousness.

A familiar feeling.

under…

“Geo…Sword Saint…Sword Saint…”

“Now…Hunter Jang Hyeonwoo…what is this, a dream?”

The eyes of all 1st and 2nd class cadets are focused on the person who slowly opens the door and enters.

Everyone was either speechless or stuttering, but only one person was speaking clearly.

“Mister, where am I? ”

It was Jihoon’s angry words.