I’m Just an Ordinary Clown at the Academy - Chapter 138



138 – Real Battle 7

“That’s the price of the vegetables, of course? Ah! You can take the vegetables on the mat. If you leave them outside for too long, they might go bad, so put them in the refrigerator when you get home.”

“………….”

Betzudo’s subordinates were speechless, unable to comprehend the man’s words.

What was this guy talking about?

Betzudo’s subordinates, numbering in the dozens, looked at the masked man, but he was carefree, flicking a gold coin with his finger.

“Ah! By the way, I recommend boiling them after washing. Or you can just wash them and eat them.”

Tommy, who couldn’t bear to see the man leave like this, finally opened his mouth. Was he really going to leave like this?

“…..So the 50 gold coins we gave you are all for the vegetables?”

“Of course. I said it from the beginning. Is there a problem? The vegetables aren’t spoiled yet….”

The man said, rummaging through the vegetables.

Was there a problem? Of course, there was. A huge one.

Firstly, buying vegetables with 50 gold coins meant you could build a house with that money, not just buy vegetables.

The reason they gave him 50 gold coins was not to buy those crappy vegetables, but to stop him from going to Betzudo anymore.

And that included solving the curse that seemed to be stuck in the same place, no matter how much they walked.

“What’s with this? You’re selling vegetables and leaving? Don’t mess with me!”

But no one dared to say that out loud.

Everyone’s gaze fell to the ground.

There, two colleagues who had been alive just a moment ago lay dead, with daggers stuck in their necks.

*gulp*

“I said something reckless, and now I’m going to die too.”

So, no one dared to speak up, mumbling to themselves.

It was pointless to even try, as they could end up dead anyway.

“Foolish kids.”

If they didn’t do something about it now, they’d end up dead at the hands of Lord Vetus later.

Tommy, one of Lord Vetus’s oldest subordinates, recalled the man’s words from earlier.

The man had said they could find their way without getting lost.

“Is that something we need to buy?”

Did that mean they could get rid of the curse if they paid the price?

Tommy’s thoughts came to a halt, and he opened his mouth.

Tommy didn’t realize his own body was trembling as he spoke.

“…So, how much do we need to pay to lift this curse on us……..”

“Heh! The curse… Heh! Ah, I apologize. It’s just too funny.”

“What’s so funny?”

“You think it’s just a simple curse because you don’t know anything, and that’s just too stupid and ridiculous, making me laugh.”

It was a severe insult, but Tommy and the other subordinates of Lord Vetus couldn’t say anything, swallowing their anger instead.

They knew what would happen if they lost their temper and lashed out.

“It’s just… how much is appropriate, I wonder… Hmm. Let’s just make it 50 gold coins.”

Clank.

“Again! Again! That 50 gold coins!”

It was 50 gold coins when they first met and sold vegetables.

It was 50 gold coins when they sold vegetables just now.

And it was 50 gold coins again now.

“Ah… Well, at least it’s ending with 50 gold coins. If we don’t do something about it now, we’ll end up dead anyway. Let’s just think of it as buying our lives with 50 gold coins.”

As Tommy rationalized it in his head and was about to take out the 50 gold coins,

“Ah! By the way, I’ll say it just in case, but it’s 50 gold coins per person, of course.”

“What?! That’s ridiculous……”

One of Lord Vetus’s subordinates was shocked by the words “50 gold coins per person” and let out a loud cry, but quickly covered his mouth, reminded of the dead bodies.

Lord Vetus’s subordinates looked at the man, worried that he might throw a dagger again,

but the man was sniffing the scent of the gold coins he had just received.

“There are only a few dozen people here. We don’t have that kind of money……”

The man cut off Tommy’s words, putting the gold coins in his pocket.

“Drug, Ashuro’s noble title.”

Two words.

Lord Vetus’s subordinates felt like they had been punched in the heart upon hearing those two words.

“How did that guy…!”

You could earn money and even shake the empire, which is how much Betzdoi liked it.

But Earl Ashro was caught before he could spread the drugs to the town.

Hearing that, Betzdoi was furious.

That day, about a third of Betzdoi’s subordinates died at his hands.

Moreover, the drugs didn’t even spread, and the emperor confiscated everything.

It’s hard to find a noble who would buy drugs even if you make them again.

Tommy thought about the gold coins he had and the number of people present.

It might just work out……

“Are you not paying me? Then I’ll just leave!”

“Ah, okay. Just wait a bit.”

Tommy took out all the gold coins he had in his spatial storage.

Although the money wasn’t earned through normal means, Betzdoi’s subordinates already thought it was their money and were enraged.

Of course, they couldn’t express that anger.

The ground, made up of dirt, wood, and fallen leaves, was littered with numerous gold coins, alongside two corpses with swords stuck in them.

“Wow! This is really amazing! *gulp* Just looking at it is making me salivate. This, this… I’m not sure if I can carry it all.”

-Clink.

“…So can we go see Betzdoi now?”

“Of course.”

-Clink!

The man clapped his hands once.

“It’s done.”

Is it really done?

Can we really go now?

Or maybe not.

“Is it really done with just that? With just one simple action?”

“Pfft! Do you know what you’re talking about? If you don’t, then just go, or buy some more vegetables or something.”

-Clink!

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Bang! Boom! Crash! Bang!

Betzdoi’s subordinates rushed towards the sound.

“Maybe that guy is playing a trick on us again?”

“Tch! Let’s go first! We can’t do anything right now anyway.”

They ran for a while.

“The sound is getting louder!”

Earlier, no matter how much they walked, the sound remained the same.

The sound getting louder means we can go see Betzdoi.

“There! I see him!”

“Run faster!!!”

They were like people who had forgotten how to stop, running wildly like Betzudo’s subordinates, but they came to a halt, stunned, at the sight before their eyes.

Is this what they meant by a forest that had lost its life?

The trees that had shone brightly under the sun’s light had vanished, and the soil that gave birth to new life had been polluted for a long time.

And on that polluted soil, countless skulls were scattered, impossible to count.

It was impossible to even imagine what kind of battle had taken place here.

“This is the Necromancer’s battle….”

And in that desolate forest, only one person stood tall.

Their master, Betzudo.

And at Betzudo’s feet lay Mordor, bleeding and fallen.

This meant only one thing.

Their master had killed Mordor!

“”Congratulations!””

They rushed to Betzudo and knelt down.

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And Betzudo, stepping on the head of one of his kneeling subordinates, said,

“What? Congratulations? You’re late, and now I’m in this state. If you had come sooner, it would have been easier to kill.”

Betzudo’s appearance couldn’t be described as good, even in the best of words.

Blood was dripping from his mouth, and his body was covered in wounds.

“We’re sorry, sorry. We were delayed on the way because of obstacles…”

“You’re a few dozen people, and you were delayed by a little obstacle? Do you all want to die?”

“”Sorry!!””

Betzudo’s subordinates banged their heads on the ground, begging for forgiveness.

If they didn’t do this, they would have all been killed by Betzudo just now.

Betzudo had a history of killing dozens of subordinates on a whim, whether he was in a good mood or not.

The oldest subordinate among those present, Tommy, hadn’t even been with Betzudo for three years.

The longest-serving subordinate among those Betzudo had was only three years old.

This revealed Betzudo’s usual character.

“Damn it! I told you to prepare from the moment that old man came, just in case! Did you think I wanted to die?”

“”Sorry!!””

“Ah! Have you been too lazy to clean up lately?”

At the mention of “cleaning up”, Betzudo’s subordinates averted their eyes.

In the end, it had come to this…..

“10 people. Kill each other until only 10 are left.”

No matter how wrong they had been, killing their own subordinates was not a good judgment.

But the people here were not special in any way.

They had become special only because they had received power from Betzudo.

In other words, if Betzudo were to give power to a beggar on the street, there wouldn’t be much difference between them.

Knowing this, they had followed orders until now.

They had obtained power without any effort, power that could even kill a knight.

No one wanted to give up that power and die.

“…………………..”

The underlings who were colleagues until a moment ago exchanged glances.

“If we don’t fight quickly, I’ll kill you all.”

As soon as Betzudo said this, one of his underlings attacked the person next to him.

“Kuaak!”

“Euaak!”

“Euk!”

And with that, the chaos began.

In the midst of the fight, the thought crossed everyone’s mind: “Could the one wearing a mask be Betzudo in disguise?” But no one dared to utter it out loud.

They knew everything: the signal, the meeting with Mordor earlier, and the order given afterwards.

When Mordor and Betzudo met earlier, only Betzudo, themselves, and Mordor were present at the scene.

And more than anything, there was no one brave enough to ask Betzudo, “Are you really Betzudo?” in this situation.

Because they knew what the outcome would be if they asked.

Their only choice was to get into the top 10.

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“Die!”

“You die! I’ve always hated how you act like you’re the leader!”

Betzudo, or rather Loki, thought to himself as he watched the fiercely fighting idols.

It’s really easy to deceive them.