Villain's Hero Life

The large outdoor training grounds followed a long silence.

The bomb talk at the ceremony was enough to embarrass everyone.

barely conscious, Lee Ji Soo asked Chang as she approached the ceremony.

"… Hey, what did you say?"

"Are you going to do it, too?"

The answer to a bold ceremony.

I started to get drunk around him.

Even though they beat the genius boy at the placement exam, the ceremony was a freshman of class D when the candidate ticket just came in.

Index was the first student to enter the Academy last year and is now the first in Class D's floating education.

So they thought if they had a stronger index, they wouldn't be weaker than the ceremony.

"Ha! This is crazy."

She approaches the ceremony with a straight black trident.

I stood right in front of the ceremony and stared at it like it was going to kill me.

"... Do you want to be searched?"

The ceremony didn't back down.

No, there was no reason to back out.

Rather, I'm thankful for her provocation.

Because….

Tiring!

"The Way of a True Hero: The Sixth"

Many of the Academy Dvans think that Kim Chang-shik's skills will be exaggerated.

Show them what you can do to re-illuminate your power in class D.

[Clear condition]

1. Win the battle against Eizu, 1st place in Class D.

(0/1)

[Reward]

1. Bonus stats 1

As soon as Lee Yi Soo appeared, the system window covered the window of the ceremony.

'Well, I should be thanking you for the bonus stats.'

So the ceremony smiled and was provoked by her.

"Do it if you can."

Tight fight.

He did not doubt that the two of them would rush soon.

Even Professor Kwak Jin-young was watching them quietly.

I hear someone salivating in the intestine.

The first one to move was Izzy.

Pa!

Her long legs reach up in a straight line and aim for the chin of the table.

Flexible and quick attacks that ordinary people won't even respond to.

But the ceremony was not ordinary.

The hand of the appetizer that came out suddenly grabbed her ankle and triggered a 'rock arm' that produces a hardener.

Kwadduk!

"... Heave!"

An index ankle tied with solid rock.

Her face was full of embarrassment for a moment.

As I wiped my face, I tightened my ankle and thought to myself in the air.

Blame

And her nickel aiming for the ceremonial temple.

Boom!

But he seemed to know about the ceremony.

She triggered another rock arm at her exact point of impact.

The ceremony that defended the attack smiled on your mouth.

"It's pretty sharp."

"Ugh...!"

An index that frowns on relaxed gestures and behavior.

She expects the ceremony to attack straightaway, triggering the skill, barrier and trying to take a breather.

And that's the moment.

The eyes of the index seemed to glow gray with the glare of the ornament.

'Huh...?'

Then it all happened in an instant.

A massive, unresponsive blow.

With no room to trigger the barrier, she is forced out of the ceremonial attack without hesitation.

"Cough!"

A ceremony that seemed to have stopped time and tossed her as hard as it could.

Hwa-oh!

The index flew away into the air.

Then the ceremony sprinkled the gray eyelids.

Surprisingly, a late ceremony caught up with her.

I stabbed her in the heel, floating straight in the air.

Boom!

"... Phew!"

The last thing I saw before the exponential blackouts was a ceremony to gaze indifferently at myself with a shadowed face.

* * *

Originally, the ceremony was not intended to use 'one-time' like Cheetki in a one-on-one fight.

But her double attack was much more intense than I expected.

If she makes good use of the 'barrier' bothersome skill, the battle will be quite long.

So the ceremony took out 'One Time' from the beginning.

"… a bonus stat, but no mistakes. '

This will give you a total of 5 bonus stats for the Creative.

I laughed pleasantly at the relief of my thoughts.

And that attitude of awareness made a deep impression on the D-class students who had been watching everything.

"... Is she smiling?"

"Wow... I'm so fucking scared."

"But I have to admit my skills. I didn't know the index was that easy to lose."

After watching the battle of ceremonies and indices, Professor Kwak Jin-young frowned.

"... What a waste. What a waste."

For Jin Young, the ceremony was a waste of 2% talent.

The innate body specs were too weak compared to the immense sense of combat you just saw.

No matter how hard the ceremony bleeds, it grows.

A faction that thinks that the physical ability of a Class B hero in C is the limit.

Of course, the enormous gesture of personality or skill or cultivation deserved to be praised.

It did not seem to be sustainable.

In fact, the stronger the skill, the more I felt sorry for the team that knew the greater the penalty.

'If only my body specs were a little better, I'd be a hero who can make a name for himself after graduation….'

The final assessment by Kwak Jinyoung was that the potential would be lower than that of Class A students, no matter how hard they tried.

Rather, in the long run, it was more likely that EZs with a peculiar characteristic called "high speed growth" would enter class A.

'If I work hard, I can make it to class B....'

Of course, all of this happened because Kwak Jinyoung didn't know the bonus stats that only creative minds had.

"Here...! That's all for today's test."

Professor Kwak Jin-young clapping his hands and venting his surroundings.

He points straight at Izzie, who collapsed unconscious.

"The index should be transferred directly to the ward by educator Kim Chang-sik."

"… Hmm?"

The ceremony pointed to itself with its finger and beautifully expressing itself.

Gwak Jin-young nodded, looking at the ceremony.

A ceremony that looks annoying to anyone.

"……."

After a long silent ceremony, I finally sighed and caught up with Izzie.

* * *

When the Changing Ceremony is almost at the ward.

You hear the cry behind your back.

"Ugh... I could have won..."

"Hmm? Are you awake? Come down when you wake up."

The ceremony that tried to put her down straight away.

But whether it was a sleepover, she continued to hang back and lean against the altar.

"Oh, my... Annoying."

The ceremony took a deep breath and moved quickly.

In the meantime, Lee Su was annoyed.

So he threw her into the bed and gave her a distinctive speech.

"Hey, I'm stronger no matter how strong you are."

"Mo, Mo..."

He had his mouth twisted and his pronunciation severely distorted.

"So, don't lose your strength. Know your subject. You have to believe in Jesus one more time."

But she was just staring up at the ceremony, tears, snoring.

In his appearance, he raised his hand with an impression.

Thought I'd squeeze you for a second.

'… Mickey got it from me at first and cried like this.'

Memories of the past for some reason.

He sighs deeply and puts his hands on her head.

And one idea that goes into the mind of creation when it's about to happen.

"… Modification."

Tiring!

[Analyze and adapt the characteristics of Eizuma….]

EZ-su's characteristic is' high speed growth '.

If only I could translate her traits into skills.

I thought it would be breathtaking at the poor ceremony.

'... If I do well, I'll be able to escape my stamina skills faster.'

Creation that looks forward to being renovated with anticipation.

Soon, a cheerful system rang the ears of the ceremony.

Tiring!

[Reassemble Eizuma's trait High Speed Growth to acquire the skill Advanced Training.]

"… Training?"

Unfortunately, it did not turn out as the mind of the ceremony.

* * *

"Mmmm..."

Jisoo woke up for a moment because she was shaken.

I saw a man's back in her vision.

He's got to be on his back somewhere.

'… What is it? Why did I...'

And memories that fit like puzzles.

She feels defeated once again.

'Yes..., I lost.'

Tears poured down my eyes for no reason.

When I first entered the Academy, she was the one who caught my attention as the chief admissions officer.

She was devastated by Cvan's freshman assassination, and she came down to D-Class and she really tried.

That's why a lot of qualified professors have gained their respect and confidence.

I lost miserably without being able to use my traits against the new student.

When I got there, her tear glands poured out without drying up.

"Ugh... Ugh..."

The index that shed tears on the back of a man who doesn't even know who he is.

And when he arrived in the ward, he lowered the index to the bed.

The field of vision spread because of the tears, and everything looked blurry.

My mind has not returned properly, so I have trouble with my ears.

And at that moment, the man who came down with the index froze and looked down at her.

"You're... stronger." "

"Hmm...? What? What are you talking about?"

And the man who looked down at her opened his mouth again.

"... I trust you..."

He looks down at the index and puts warm hands on her head.

The coziness relaxes me, and I lose my mind again when I last saw an ancient sword floating around the man.

* * *

At that time Mickey was chasing the Red Muffler back from the Academy without much income.

"Hey, you idiot! I told you to approach!"

Her little fist sinks deep into Red Muffler's belly.

Phew!

"Phew…! I'm... sorry."

"Oh, I was counting on you. What are we gonna do? If he doesn't cooperate because of you, will you be responsible? Ugh!?"

"I'm sorry..."

Red Muffler knelt down and tightened his head to make sure he was truly sorry.

And Mickey sighs as he looks down at him.

"Oh shit, what do we do now? The axe was so tight that I couldn't even talk about it..."

Miki noticed that Hojin's mood was definitely weird, including saying something respectful to someone.

I sent Red Muffler to a ceremony claiming to be Hodgins' colleagues.

He went to find the axe that killed Hojin Seok's hand.

However, I informed Mickey that I would continue to follow the footstool, which was filled with strange things that were usually axes of an absurd nature.

Ultimately, Miki, who had not been able to communicate with him, was looking forward to Red Muffler's swift return with little income.

"... I was sure of that!"

Mickey grabs one more head of the latter and grunts.

"You idiot! You ruined everything. What are we gonna do? Ugh!?"

"Sorry…."

Miki stares at the Red Muffler with a heavy breath.

She sighs loudly.

"Phew... Hey."

"Yes, Mickey!"

"I can't. Get ready to go."

"… Where?"

"I'll have to meet him myself."

She glares at the Hero Academy with her eyes wide open.

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