I Became a Genius at Gigant Academy

The arena was crowded with people from early hours. This is because general seats are only available on a first-come, first-served basis.

Abel watched the scene through the window.

‘There are many family units.’

There isn’t much to play with in this world.

Like the modern Earth, not every house has a computer or TV, and of course, there are no smartphones.

That’s why people are enthusiastic about even the smallest spectacle. Like a play, a puppet show, or a circus.

It was for this reason that the underground fighting arenas, which were strictly illegal, were thriving in the system.

To relieve people’s stress, they close their eyes halfway.

Of course, the most popular was, of course, the official fighting arena. Because the scale itself is different.

‘The difference between the people standing in line right now is ten times better.’

Abel counted the number of people with his eyes, then gave up counting and leaned against the backrest.

“Im here.”

Soon after, the driver’s voice was heard.

Abel said to Eolin.

“let’s go.”

“huh.”

The two got up and got off the wagon.

After getting off, I saw the arena building. However, it was the back, not the front like last time.

There is a separate passage for players to enter.

‘A player.’

Abel laughed.

Although it was an underground arena, I had been active as a player for several years.

On the other hand, he became an academy cadet a few months ago at most.

Strangely, however, the word cadet felt more familiar than player.

When I was just walking towards the building with that thought in mind. Someone waved their hand and approached.

“Abel! A violin!”

It was Doyle who guided me to the arena last time.

Abel greeted him and approached him.

“Did you come to meet me?”

“okay. I have to play today, but I can’t let them wander around.”

“What is wandering about? You can visit the waiting room with your eyes closed.”

“Pretending to be proud. At best, I personally came to meet you.”

“I know, I know. It’s just what I said.”

Doyle grinned, nodded, and gestured.

“Then follow me.”

“yes.”

“yes.”

As I followed him into the building, I saw people busily moving.

Doyle made his way through the crowded corridors, and before long stopped at a small door.

“It’s here.”

“When is our game?”

“It was announced an hour before the start of the game. Did you forget?”

“no. Just in case you secretly let me know.”

“The white voice. go in and wait Let me know if you need anything.”

Doyle, who gave Abel a face mask, said he was busy and left first.

Iolin looked behind him and said to Abel.

“Shall we go in?”

“huh.”

Abel reached out and turned the doorknob.

The door slammed open, revealing what was inside.

The size of the waiting room was quite large. It was too much for two people to wait.

Of course, it wasn’t wide for no reason.

“Tito… … .”

Eolin murmured softly.

As she said, two Titos were lying on one side of the waiting room.

As Abel walked inside, he explained to Eolin, who might not be used to this.

“Usually keep the aircraft together in the waiting room. I have to coordinate with the rider before the race.”

“Are you tuning in here?”

“huh. The engineer will come here himself. The waiting room is also directly connected to the arena, so you can just get in and go out through the door over there.”

Abel pointed to the large door on one side.

Although the details were slightly different, the overall structure itself was like an underground arena.

‘It’s only natural that the underground arena was created by copying a place like this.’

While thinking about that, Abel took a closer look at Tito.

“This is mine. That one is yours.”

“okay?”

“huh. Your name is written here.”

As he said, a small name was attached to the Gigant.

Eolin nodded slightly and looked at her Gigant.

Abel also saw that and turned his head to check his machine.

‘As expected, it’s a modified type.’

I could tell by looking at it for a second.

That this Tito is a version that has undergone several modifications.

Iolin seemed to have noticed that too, and said a word.

“The gloves are very strong.”

“I know. I can’t stand any kind of shock. It will be for safety.”

First of all, the aircraft itself was focused on ‘defense’.

It wasn’t to the point of being heavily armored, but the area around the cockpit was really reinforced.

“Probably the output itself is also limited to half.”

“half?”

“huh. Because even one death should not come out.”

Abel looked closely to see if there was anything else unusual.

“Then how will the match be decided?”

“Simple. Until one side becomes inoperable or surrenders.”

“Inoperable?”

“A joint is destroyed. or run out of mana. In that case.”

“ah.”

After checking to some extent, Abel straightened his back and stood up.

“I will be resting for a while.”

“okay.”

Leaving behind Iolin, who was still examining the aircraft, Abel sat down on a chair prepared to one side.

Of course, it wasn’t just rest, it was to check the tactics in my head.

‘In many ways, the skill gap will be greatly reduced.’

Prepared Tito’s defense has been strengthened, but on the contrary, his attack power has been greatly reduced.

What will change then?

No matter how great the difference in skills, the chances of winning a match are reduced in an instant.

It was because there was a high probability that an attack that would have been a fatal hit in the original case would remain a beom-tae.

The one who uses something like a thin sword there will also be at a considerable disadvantage. Because the damage will be reduced.

‘Like a violin.’

The sword used by the violin was slightly thinner than average. It’s not as good as a sword commonly called a rapier.

Using weakened output and reinforced armor will be disadvantageous in many ways.

But strangely, I couldn’t imagine the scene where she was eliminated early.

‘Well, my nose is three.’

The tickets came out a few days ago, so we were able to see the faces of those participating this time.

There is only one person who can be said to be an overwhelming force.

He was a former mercenary called the Jackal of Twin Swords.

His horse was a mercenary, but he was a high-level gigant rider, and he was an outstanding talent who participated in the subjugation force several times.

‘Isn’t it against the rules for such a person to participate in a tournament like this?’

It’s a little dissatisfying, but the jackal must have been invited by the arena rather than voluntarily participating.

No matter how eventful a tournament is, if there isn’t even a single worthy player in it, the attention will go down.

In the first place, event tournaments are games that everyone can participate in except for regular players and active articles.

‘First of all, I’ll report that Jackal is a strong winner.’

Other than that, there were quite a few outstanding ones, though not as good as the Jackals.

In addition, two academy cadets participated, including two sophomores and one junior.

Abel, who was replaying the game information in his head, was asked a question by Iolin, who had finished checking Gigant.

“There are 16 participants in total this time, right?”

It’s not like he didn’t know, but Abel answered honestly.

“okay. We have to play 4 matches to win.”

“It’s a pretty tight schedule.”

“It is an event after all. It’s not a game that only sees perfect skills.”

If it is a formal tournament, rest time will be given leisurely for the condition of the players, but this is a one-day event.

Even though it started in the morning and ended late at night, it was a fairly leisurely schedule.

“The distribution of stamina is also important.”

“yes. If you use all your strength in one match, you will be eliminated in vain.”

“You could face an outrageous opponent in your first match.”

“that’s right. You have to be lucky as well.”

Iolin was silent for a moment, then opened her mouth.

“If possible, I want to fight you too.”

Abel raised his head at Eolin’s sudden words and said with a smile.

“Then we should at least make it to the semi-finals.”

“you?”

“… … Did you eat a room? You are surprisingly good at talking.”

Iolin tilted her head.

It seemed that he was serious, not joking.

Abel realized that and shook his head.

“Your confidence is amazing.”

“I have no intention of losing to anyone.”

“is it… … . After all, it’s a tournament I participated in.”

whether that is realistically possible or impossible.

“We should try to win first.”

Let’s be 3rd place. With that mindset, nothing will happen.

“good. Then let’s face it in the finals.”

“huh.”

Iolin nodded slightly and took out the practice sword she had brought.

Abel saw that as well, got up from his chair and took out his sword.

Whoo-!

As he swung his heavy sword vertically, his muscles reacted thrillingly.

There were two hours left until the match.

* * *

-To all the audiences who came from early morning on the weekend! welcome!

A booming voice echoed through the arena. It was none other than Doyle who was in charge of hosting today.

Doyle has a prejudice against everyone because of his rugged appearance and rugged body, but in reality he was quite a talker.

Doyle shouted loudly as he held the voice amplification artifact in his hand.

-A total of 16 participants in this tournament! Sixteen warriors poured out all their strength… … !

When he spoke, the audience cheered vigorously and expressed their anticipation for the game.

Of course, not all the audience cheered so fervently.

“Did you say you were a Jackal who is looking forward to today?”

“yes. He is a former mercenary, but he is a man who has participated in the punitive force and has achieved outstanding results several times.”

center of the audience.

People sitting in seats with the best view of the stadium.

Unlike the audience around them, they were ‘invited’.

In other words, it means those who have extraordinary wealth or status.

It was only natural that a barrier was placed around the audience seats where they were sitting.

“Hmm. Other than the jackal, this guy seems to be pretty good too.”

“It’s Damien. There is a story of someone who worked in an underground fighting arena.”

Instead of cheering, they talked and evaluated each participant.

“There are a total of five academy cadets. Isn’t that a lot more than usual?”

“It’s quite a lot. Since the Arete Arena is a tournament two days later, the number of participants must have been insufficient.”

“There is nothing you can do about Arete.”

Arete is one of the highest rated arenas.

Even though it’s two days later, it’s almost impossible to participate in consecutive tournaments in terms of stamina.

In fact, it was thanks to him that both Abel and Iolin were able to participate in this tournament.

There are many other reasons as well.

“By the way, it’s the first year. It’s a little interesting.”

“Isn’t it just to fill in the number of heads?”

“Well, I guess. Talented or not, in first grade… … .”

When those who like to talk are talking for a while.

The woman who had been sitting in the front seat and had been silent the whole time opened her mouth.

“well.”

With impressive purple hair and eyes, she opened her mouth without taking her eyes off the list in her hand.

“I think a little differently.”

“Is that so?”

“Ugh. I think I got it wrong.”

Then the others suddenly began to disagree with the opinion they had made.

That’s what I mean by keeping an eye on it.

Because, it was none other than ‘Deborah’ who said that.

“Although it’s just a feeling.”

It was just a sense, but her senses fit quite well.

It was thanks to ‘Persimmon’ that he rose from a fallen aristocratic status to the position of a wealthy man.

Deborah looked up and looked at the arena.

Riders were just entering the field for their first race.

coo-!

Among them, there were those whom Deborah’s “feelings” paid attention to.

Academy first year cadet.

It was Abel.