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    “Yongaaaah!”

    Whooooosh-!

    Feeling the gust of wind, Junayong thought to herself.

    “W-what is this ice chunk?”

    “W-where is it going?”

    In reality, the height wasn’t incredibly high.

    About the height of a 4-5 story building.

    It was a considerable height, but not enough to make her tremble.

    Even if she fell unguarded, there was a protective barrier laid out by the in the training ground.

    In the worst-case scenario, it would end in fainting.

    With Junayong’s physical abilities, as long as she timed her descent well, she could continue the battle without any harm.

    But for someone with severe acrophobia like her, there was nothing more serious than this.

    And then there was this ice chunk.

    It had an unexpected function(?).

    “Why, why isn’t it falling and just floating!?”

    It was because this was not a simple ice chunk, but ice imbued with Moonbora’s magic.

    Moonbora had cast a spell with all her might, asking for it to stay in place, and infused her magic into the ice.

    Thanks to this, the ice chunk was floating in the air for over 30 seconds.

    But even that was coming to an end.

    As the infused magic ran out, the spell started to flicker out one by one.

    Crack.

    The ice started to break little by little.

    It began to fall.

    Thud, thud, thud-! Feeling the pull of gravity, Junayong gritted her teeth.

    “M-Moonbora.”

    H-How could she be acrophobic…

    “…Ah.”

    Come to think of it, she had been on a news interview about this.

    Of course, she didn’t cause this.

    It was the doing of relatives who didn’t want her to inherit the , precisely someone from her cousin sister’s faction.

    “…I thought I got rid of it all…”

    Coincidentally, Moonbora from had read about it and advised her.

    “No. It’s not over yet!”

    Pull yourself together, Junayong!

    Your stamina and magic have been greatly depleted.

    But you still have some room to spare!

    “T-Think. What should I do!”

    Mulling over it, Junayong started to turn the millstone of her brain, which she rarely used.

    The grinding sound echoed around, but thanks to that, a good idea flashed through her mind.

    “Wings!”

    All she had to do was spread her wings.

    As the one who inherited the blood of the dragon, wings were a kind of symbol.

    The freedom of a dragon soaring through the sky.

    A signal announcing the pinnacle of life to all living beings.

    In fact, she heard that even her mother, the ‘Clan Master,’ had spread her wings and instilled fear in many monsters.

    “B-But…”

    Junayong had never once spread her wings in her life.

    It was natural.

    She had no interest in the dragon’s blood flowing through her body, and she had no pride in it. That was Junayong.

    How could someone with acrophobia, who feared the sky, spread her wings?

    “…That’s why there are people trying to put my cousin sister as the successor.”

    If she could properly wield the power of the dragon, this wouldn’t have happened.

    Anyway, to Junayong, the blood of the was just a powerful force, easy to use.

    “Wings, wings, wings!!!”

    With the determination not to lose, Junayong shouted loudly.

    Closing her eyes tightly and screaming because she was scared was just a bonus.

    “Fly, please…fly!”

    Her mother could fly so well, why couldn’t she!

    She tried her best.

    But in the end, what couldn’t be done couldn’t be done.

    “…Yongah.”

    In the end, Junayong couldn’t spread her wings.

    The recoil from forcing herself.

    The dizzying vertigo of being in a high place dominated her entire body.

    Wobble.

    In the end, Junayong, with her face pressed against the ice, fainted.

    Her limp body slid down.

    She began to convulse towards the ground.

    Screams erupted from the audience seats.

    Even though they were protected by a barrier, they seemed incredibly vulnerable.

    But it was okay.

    “Mi-ah, Sehaya!”

    “Hey!”

    No matter what happened, there was a ‘guide’ who would not leave her alone.

    Thunk!

    Just as she was about to fall perilously, Yuseha rushed forward and caught Junayong.

    Using her back to cushion the fall, she minimized the impact as much as possible, shielding Junayong from harm.

    “…Phew.”

    Yuseha’s back turned into a bloody mess, but she paid it no mind.

    Instead, she smiled warmly at the unscathed Junayong.

    Carrying Junayong in her arms like a princess.

    Chuckling at the playful Junayong.

    This guy…

    “What a foolish face you have.”

    “Yong…”

    *

    “…”

    “…”

    A quiet silence spread through the audience seats.

    The unexpected outcome of the match.

    The majority of the audience had naturally assumed that would win.

    Even with Seolbing in the mix, Yuseha, a man, was underestimated.

    So, logically, the victory should have leaned towards as long as there was a gap.

    But the result was the complete opposite.

    Even the middle process was completely contrary.

    It was Yuseha who had faced head-on and fought for a long time, which could tilt the victory in his favor.

    If he hadn’t bought time, he would have been wiped out by the alert Junayong.

    As some people stared blankly, cheers began to erupt from a group of men.

    Men who admired him for standing tall and defeating the women without flinching.

    And now, that admiration was coming to fruition.

    “You’re amazing, Yuseha!”

    “I knew it. Damn!”

    “You’re the only one! You’re the hope of us men!”

    Thanks to them, even those who had lost focus began to clap one by one.

    Some praised his remarkable performance.

    Some admired his exceptional appearance.

    Various words filled the stadium.

    “…Hm.”

    Of course, Yuseha paid no attention to such things.

    Handing Junayong over to the medical team, he was busy looking at the information window that appeared before him.

    “Good.”

    [Increase in [Swordsmanship] level.

    And for some reason, the restriction on [Fateful Swordsmanship] had loosened slightly.

    This was quite a pleasant piece of news.

    In addition, his cheeky ability, [Eye of the Reverse Heaven], had granted him another boon.

    “You successfully embody the mysteries and power contained in the enemy’s fist.”

    “‘Eye of the Reverse Heaven’ defies the will of the heavens. Target: Junayong.”

    “You acquire ‘Combo’ from Junayong. It is an Uncommon skill at level 7. You acquire it at level 1.”

    “There is no acquisition reward.”

    The skill that had tormented him, ‘Combo.’

    Although it was only at level 1, it wouldn’t be as threatening as hers, but just knowing that he had learned it made him smile.

    Seeing the orange-haired nameless girl from the underworld use it, he had hoped to have one of his own, but he never expected to acquire it like this.

    And…

    Something completely unexpected was triggered.

    “‘Nekomata’s Luck’ is activated.”

    “‘Eye of the Reverse Heaven’ temporarily exceeds its limits.”

    “All of ‘Mahana’s’ thoughts are directed towards the vessel ‘Yuseha.’ This only applies to the vessel.”

    “You copy one skill randomly from ‘Junayong.’ Only skills of Rare grade or lower are possible.”

    “‘Burning Flame (Rare)’ is selected. It is copied at level 1.”

    “You gain 1 increase in magic power as a reward.”

    “The transmission of luck is reduced to 0. It will be activated again when the caster’s mind is at peace.”

    Just like when he read the poison book, ‘Nekomata’s Luck’ appeared before him without fail.

    Once again, it showed a special effect when combined with [Eye of the Reverse Heaven].

    However, there were many differences from before.

    Unlike the previous limit of Normal, it was now possible to acquire even Rare.

    With additional adjustments, the probability was set to select the best option as much as possible.

    The result obtained was the skill [Burning Flame].

    One of Juna-yong’s main skills, it was a flame-based ability that could use the powerful attribute of ‘fire’.

    ‘…If this includes [Sprint], Juna-yong has learned three skills…’

    ◉ Name: Burning Flame

    ◉ Grade: Rare

    ◉ Level: 1

    ◉ Special Effects:

    : Mana +1

    : Can handle high-purity flames made of the mana of . Can be used without a weapon, and by consuming additional mana, can prevent durability loss.

    : Targets hit by fire have reduced regeneration.

    : Firepower and regeneration reduction increase proportionally with the skill level.

    ◉ Derived Skills:

    : –

    ◉ Detailed Information:

    : The first fire is said to have come from a dragon. It is unknown why this power of fire was passed down to humans.

    : According to rumors, a brave male successfully married the bathing after relentless courtship. It is recorded that his bloodline continued to his descendants.

    ‘…Good.’

    An exclamation of admiration slipped out.

    Indeed, the ability to be Rare was often talked about among the guild members as unbelievable.

    I knew that acquiring [Burning Flame] would require a lot of effort.

    It was because it was not just fire, but flame based on the power of a ‘dragon’.

    One thing was certain, it had little to do with the ‘attribute’ and required a long time of wandering to obtain.

    I guarantee that if this message is known to the world, it will cause various confusions.

    Especially, the classes will all come rushing.

    Acquiring a skill on the spot without any preparation, requirements, or related attributes?

    ‘…Truly a scam character.’

    Maybe I’ll be dragged to the tower and forced to experiment.

    ‘…Sigh.’

    However, I wasn’t entirely happy.

    Of course, it was good to acquire [Burning Flame].

    ‘The problem is…’

    But the owner of the skill, Mahana.

    It bothered me that she didn’t gain anything from it.

    Unlike when it was copied both ways during the book-reading, this time only I could acquire it.

    The reason for this result was probably…

    Meow-!

    “Sehaya~~~”

    Meowny came running.

    Her feelings for me must have been applied to the skill’s results.

    I hugged her, hiding a bitter smile.

    When I get a good opportunity later, I will definitely give Meowny a treat.

    ‘For now…’

    It’s time to show gratitude to my people who have suffered.

    “Sehaya! We won. We won!”

    “Yeah, yeah! Well done!”

    “Meow~”

    I petted Meowny’s head without reservation.

    Then, I met the gaze of Moonbora, who was watching this scene with a faint smile.

    Startled.

    As I wickedly smiled, Moonbora suddenly flinched.

    “W-What, what is it?”

    “Meowny. Let’s give Moonbora a treat because she worked the hardest… Let’s give her a hug!”

    “Meow, okay!”

    “Wait a minute! H-Hug? We don’t need that… J-Just a moment! Don’t touch me recklessly! Eek!”

    As expected, Moonbora.

    So light~

    “Thank you, Bora~”

    “Thank you, Bora Bora~”

    “Weird nickname… Oh, I get it. I’ll allow the nickname. So let me go. Right now!!!”

    That’s how the result of the third week’s match ended with our team’s victory.

    * * *

    A few hours later.

    “…Huh?”

    Juna-yong slowly opened her eyes.

    Blinking her eyes, she suddenly sat up and shouted, “Dragon!”

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