Hidden Sanity at Villain School - Chapter 26

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(026)

“I will start from here.”

Kang Joo-hyuk raised his hand and stepped forward.

“Okay, Joohyeok.”

He knew that the professors and teaching assistants at Shin Seoul liked students who took the initiative.

‘Tch.’

While Baek Sang-eon looked at him with regret, as if he was a beat late.

‘Thank you. Thanks to you, I can see it once.’

Jeong Se-ga let out a sigh of relief.

At that moment, the corners of her lips slightly went up, as if to Kang Joo-hyuk’s eyes, saying, ‘Let’s see how well you do.’

‘The situation.’

Kang Joo-hyuk gritted his teeth and entered the room holding a wooden sword.

Wheeing!

In front of me, nine betting machines began to make a loud noise.

“ha!”

A yellow aura burned fiercely from Kang Joo-hyuk’s wooden sword.

belt!

5 minutes later.

“Hoo, hoo.”

Kang Joo-hyuk stumbled out of the room.

[5 minutes. 1,924 times. Thank you for your hard work.]

An emotionless mechanical sound announced the score.

The three knight students looked at each other in surprise.

The assistant looked into Joohyuk’s eyes and said.

“That’s a really great record. This is the highest rank in the history of first-year records, and it’s also in the middle ranks compared to second-year records. If I may give you some feedback, your sword energy is weaker in the latter half. This is because you wasted your strength in the beginning. The sword energy itself is powerful, so you don’t need to swing it with all your might. You’ll need to learn how to manage your stamina and magic power.”

“……thank you.”

Kang Joo-hyuk bowed his head and left the room, and Baek Sang-eon bumped shoulders with him and entered the room.

“you.”

“He used to show off on Instagram and YouTube, but he wasn’t as great as I thought.”

“Stop it, Baek Sang-eon. Before I gouge out your eyes.”

“Okay. Let’s see whose eyes are open.”

Baek Sang-eon stood in front of the castle, smiling confidently, and drew his sword.

It was a sword with a clean appearance, just like his neatly combed white hair.

Saaaaah-!

As white aura rose from his sword, the betting machine began to spin again.

Woohoo!

belt!

[5 minutes. 2,316 times. Thank you for your hard work.]

Baek Sang-eon also showed outstanding performance.

Unlike Kang Joo-hyuk, he managed his physical strength and magical power well until the end, and only used swords that could cut the ball with a single stroke.

“It’s said that breaking the 2,000 barrier is only possible at the end of the first year, so I’m sure Professor Dosin would like it. If I’m offered to be your direct disciple, I’ll be the first to accept it.”

The teaching assistant also gave an evaluation that seemed to have no flaws.

After that, two more students entered, and each got results of around 600 and 800.

“The situation is that of a student.”

“yes.”

“You’re the only one here who didn’t do any pre-study. Don’t be too conscious of the people in front of you and just relax.”

And now it was Jeong Se-ga’s turn.

“thank you.”

Sega relaxed his shoulders slightly, and picked up his wooden sword, recalling the precedents of Kang Joo-hyuk, Baek Sang-eon, and the other two.

‘It has the power to fly, so if you just wrap a little black energy around the blade, the ball will be cut automatically. There is no need to swing it forcefully.’

‘It’s certain that it consumes a lot of magic power. Even Kang Joo-hyuk stumbled in the latter half because his magic power was lacking. The two in front of me only swung half-wooden swords after the third minute. The key is to be good at controlling your moves like Baek Sang-eon.’

‘Let’s not try to win by force. They’ve all been Awakened for over two years, and today is my third day. This is my first time holding such a long blade. Let’s just cut them one by one.’

* * *

I went inside and looked straight ahead.

Nine betting machines looked like machine guns aiming at him.

Wooooow-!

The betting machine started spinning furiously, and a thin layer of blue energy was wrapped around the blade of the wooden sword.

Fight!

The first ball fired was cut cleanly.

‘Okay.’

Swish! Swish!

Before he could celebrate that, the second and third balls passed Sega’s left side.

‘There was a case where there were nine machines.’

I literally had to swing it all over the place to get all the balls.

But it was also the first time that Sega had held a blade over a meter long.

Evil! Evil!

Although I was able to cleanly cut down the ones I happened to get, I had no choice but to let countless balls slip away.

Kang Joo-hyuk and Baek Sang-eon’s eyes narrowed, and Jeong Se-ga swung his sword as he thought.

‘My eyes keep rolling. I don’t know what to do. I can’t concentrate. This can’t go on.’

Wedge! Wedge!

I cut off two balls that were just flying towards me, but three more balls passed me by.

‘If you try to cut by looking at it, you won’t be able to cut it. Don’t think about it, just feel it. But I haven’t handled a weapon to that extent yet.’

“I’d rather,” he muttered, gritting his teeth.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

And the blue sword was wrapped around the blade of his left hand.

‘Let’s show one more thing. Maintaining the image of 78% S-class. I just have to show that I can grow infinitely in the future. But you’re confident in your ability to throw punches, right? Let’s do it like when we hit a wooden crow.’

Countless balls poured out.

‘Go.’

Jeong Se-ga simply reached out and held out his wooden sword and blade as if to place his hand there.

Kang Joo-hyuk frowned and protested to the teaching assistant after seeing that.

“Assistant Professor. Shouldn’t you only be using one weapon?”

The assistant looked at Sega’s sword as if he was surprised, then denied Juhyeok’s protest.

“It was a training to cut the ball with a sword. If you use two Artifact Teeth Blades, there will be a problem, but if you wrap your hand with a sword, that much more magic power will be consumed, so there is no problem according to the regulations.”

Baek Sang-eon jumped up from his seat and looked at Sega, who was standing in front of him.

‘A dual sword is much more difficult to handle than a simple sword. If you made it thinking that it would cut twice as well with two swords, you’d be in for a disaster. But that guy-.’

I could tell because he was skilled in swordsmanship itself, separate from his sword skills.

“Huh, ha!”

Jeong Se-ga created swords like daggers and long swords and swung them around as if he was punching.

Sack! Evil! Saaak! Saaak!

At first glance, it looked sloppy, but the balls were being cut several times more than before.

‘A sword, no. A weapon is ultimately an extension of the hand. Since a normal weapon should utilize its characteristics, it would require an understanding of the weapon itself. However, that is just a sword that cuts when struck. The essence of sword technique is to think of your hand as being longer and swing it as if you were holding it. So, did that guy realize the essence of sword technique in that short period of time?’

* * *

belt!

Five minutes have already passed.

“Haha, haha.”

Jeong Se-ga came out of the room, breathing heavily.

‘I just did it like I was throwing a punch, like I was doing martial arts. I succeeded in showing something more, but I have nothing to say even if I hear that this isn’t swordsmanship. Still, it’s better than just letting it all slide.’

He expected harsh criticism and couldn’t bear to look the assistant in the eye.

[5 minutes, 881 times. Thank you for your hard work.]

So I was surprised when I heard the guidance voice, and I was even more surprised when I heard the teaching assistant’s feedback.

“Student Jeong Se-ga. You are truly amazing. I didn’t know you understood the essence of swordsmanship so well.”

“Yes?! No. Yes. Thank you.”

The blue eyes fluttered in the air and then froze shamelessly.

“There are still some rough parts, but I think they will improve quickly in the future, so I won’t say much. Um. Earlier… … I feel a little sorry for lying to Baek Sang-eon.”

Sega recalled the feedback that Baek Sang-eon had heard.

‘If I were offered a direct discipleship, I would be the first to accept it.’

It was breathtaking.

That was a death sentence for Sega.

‘I don’t know exactly what a direct disciple is, but it would be something to do one-on-one with the professor. No way. He’s a first-generation person. He’d get caught right away. But I can’t intentionally be sluggish either.’

While Jeong Se-ga was having complicated thoughts, Kang Joo-hyuk and Baek Sang-eon fell into even more complicated thoughts.

‘I feel like an idiot because I’m just trying to copy what I’ve been doing for days, weeks, months and years and have success with.’

‘A man unfamiliar with the longsword instinctively grasped the essence of swordsmanship. What a great talent.’

Kang Joo-hyuk thought.

‘If I have to step on it, isn’t it only now?’

Baek Sang-eon also thought about it.

‘Can’t I make you take my side?’

The best aces in the swordsmanship class were thinking about the situation.

The swordsman, who had been staring at Saro for a long time, raised his pierced eyebrows.

And I made a promise to myself.

‘Next week.’

Student Protection Week has never been this much of a disappointment.

‘I will buy you the Dragon Bone Blade. And I will make you my direct disciple.’

* * *

At the end of a long Wednesday.

When students who have experienced all the classes at least once face their own clear talents and are happy, sad, or delusional.

As we were running down the hallway, shouting that we had already caught the Minotaur,

When Iljinrim was praising his wisdom for choosing Jeongse-ga with his delinquent friends.

When Joo Da-hyun uses the cutting-type telekinesis while recalling the image of Jeong Se-ga swinging his sword, she mutters to herself not to pay attention to that bastard.

The first-year professors at Shinseoul were having dinner in the break room and talking about what they had been up to with the kids over the past three days.

“Hmm. In the lightning class, the one that caught my eye the most was Seocheon from Class 8. There are one or two students from each class that I would like to take as my direct disciple, but if I had to choose just one, I would choose Seocheon.”

Jang Kwon-se spoke in a gentlemanly tone that did not match his fearsome appearance.

“I remember Hwa-yo from class 1 and Young-jun Lee from class 17 for pyromancy. There’s also Geum-eo, but as you know, she didn’t come here to learn anything.”

Hwa Ye-shin muttered playfully while tying up her white short hair.

“Joo-hyuk from class 1 for bodybuilding? He was so strong. And Jin-woo from class 14 wasn’t bad either. Well, you can only evaluate bodybuilding after a year. Sometimes, talent in bodybuilding doesn’t match talent in martial arts that you learn later.”

Kang Chae-seo recited it as she passed by.

“I thought Iljinrim, a student in class 1, was really cool. Oh, I also remember Piseonah, a student in class 3.”

Haejun Sang blurted it out as if he found it interesting.

“I also remember Seon-ah from Class 3. As expected, there are many overlapping parts between the poison technique and the blood technique. I also noticed Maedoseol from Class 5, Yu-Yu from Class 10, and Joo-Ra-Hyeon from Class 11.”

Maeng Do-sol’s yellow eyes sparkled.

Other professors teaching the same subject said something, but in the end, the ones who led the conversation were Kang Chae-seo, the best of the first generation, Geomdo Shin, and Ban Hae-do.

“Does anyone remember Dosin and Haedo?”

Kang Chae-seo chewed the chicken leg with the bones and asked.

The swordsman who had been sitting awkwardly carefully adjusted his posture and spoke with a frivolous laugh.

“Baek Sang-eon in Class 7? What? He used a knife a bit.”

“Sang-eon? Yes. Sang-eon did well. He was in good health too.”

“Ah. Sister. He needs to use a knife. Don’t even think about taking it away.”

“I have no intention of starving the child to death. Of course, I should make him a knight who earns a lot of money. Just raise him to a level where he won’t die a dog’s death.”

That conversation continued for a while.

“……haha.”

“……ha ha ha.”

It was a conversation with a strangely awkward atmosphere.

The one who broke that icy air current was the white gentleman Banhaedo.

He said with a mischievous smile.

“It seems like everyone already has a student in mind, so I will take Jeong Se-ga.”

But his voice was not playful at all, and the professors’ responses that followed were not playful either.

“… … !”

“……under.”

“Wow. These little snakes. They really weren’t saying anything.”

The faces of the first generation of flying and crawling hunters were filled with awkward twitches and tension.

“I was thinking of raising him as a pyromancer. The type that can make the most money and kill the most demons. He likes money and hates demons, right? Wouldn’t he want to grow into a superhuman who can burn and kill demons and earn hundreds of billions a month?”

The fire demon, Hwa Ye-shin, had yellow eyes and a creepy smile.

“I taught him swordsmanship today, and he pulled it out right away. He was born to be a swordsman. He already took my sword, so everyone, let go.”

The Sword Master and the Kendo God crossed their legs.

The white gentleman, Banhaedo, tied his hair up with a ribbon.

“It would be a crime against humanity and the students if they did not raise students who realized the power of the mind in the first hour to become omnipotent telekinesis. Ironically, telekinesis earns as much as pyromancers and can kill as many demons, but is also much safer. It seems obvious what the choice is for the students, right?”

Three hunters who had written countless legends for 17 years glared at each other.

Swish, swish!

The unconscious manifestation of the power of portraiture caused windows to crack, plates to break, and napkins to burn.

“Wouldn’t it be right for me to raise it for a year? I think it would prioritize survival the most.”

“… … !”

Iron Man, it seemed like the pressure was relieved when Kang Chae-seo muttered like a tiger lying down.

“As the professor in charge, I think it would be best for you to quickly find your position. Sister Chae-seo.”

The pressure built up again at Ina’s words that had just come in.

“Jeong Se-ga is not from the Maseok conglomerate, so he is less subject to government control, and he is a third-generation person whom we personally taught, so he is suitable for promoting Shinseoul, and he himself is full of passion for this industry. Aren’t such S-class hunters very rare?”

Lee Ina naturally sat down at the head of the table, and Kang Chae-seo opened her eyes crookedly and asked.

“Then what do you want me to do? Do you want to watch them fight all the time? Or should I have them fight on some deserted island?”

Ina shrugged and answered.

“I don’t want to see the current president faint either. It’s just his own choice, right? As a lover who is honest about his desires, wouldn’t he go to the person who teaches him the best?”

The professors nodded after hearing that.

“you’re right.”

“okay.”

“I think so too.”

Thinking all sorts of scary thoughts.

‘I guess I’ll have to push the pace. No. I’ll have to create a special supplementary class. If they get into the top ranks, I’ll give them cash rewards worth tens to hundreds of millions, which will encourage them to spend more, and naturally induce them to be interested in pyromancy… ‘

‘Hmm. I guess it’s okay to use the club. If you provide various supplies through interaction with seniors and support for club members, they’ll naturally become interested in lightning techniques. Then, you can greatly reduce the class progress… … .’

‘You idiots. Those who are refugees from the metropolitan area are lured with money. First, go to the store and buy them a magic sword starting at 1 billion won, and make them feel indebted to you.’