Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound - Chapter 128

Episode 128 Admission to the Academy (3)

“…Eh?”

Piggy looked at Bikir with a blank expression.

Then he asked in a very bewildered tone.

“Oh, you’re not going to Oti?”

“Yes. I’m not going.”

Bikir was still adamant.

Piggy flinched and gesticulated at Bikir, who was unpacking his few belongings.

“Oh no! I have to go! If I don’t go to OT, I’ll be photographed by my seniors! And I’ll end up becoming a badass among my classmates! Then I’ll have a lot of difficulty in acquiring information or networking…” Yes

. An outsider is a word that refers to someone who does not belong to a group and who does not belong to a group.

Not only do they find themselves in difficult situations in situations where group strength is needed, such as unexpected lectures, class schedule changes, and group assignments, they are also disadvantaged in networking and information acquisition.

Therefore, Piggy’s words that Otie must attend unconditionally were right.

……In the case of a normal freshman, that is the case.

However, in the case of Bikir, it was much easier to be active without being noticed by everyone, as he wanted to become an assassin.

Meanwhile, Vikir looked down at Piggy, who was in tears.

In Piggy’s gaze, I could feel his sincere concern for Vikir’s school life.

He is still a good guy, close to Hogu.

‘It would be difficult for me to adapt to school with this kind of personality.’

Piggy is timid but cautious, and is good at gathering and analyzing information.

To the extent that if Sindi Wendy sees it, she will immediately scout her.

But right now, among freshmen at the academy, Piggy was the perfect personality to be used or bullied.

The academic tradition of this academy is that practice and practice are much more treated than writing or theory.

It is a trend of thought that has been traditionally handed down among the best educational institutions, such as the Colosseo as well as the Mage Tower, a magical educational institution, and the Varangian, a martial arts educational institution.

In other words, power is the best in the academy.

It was not a childish fight or a fist-fighting duel, but the performance evaluation score.

It’s really difficult to get noticed if it’s not supported.

In fact, Piggy was smart and good at collecting and analyzing information, but he was not very talented at cold or hot weapons, so he always drank water during the practical test.

It goes without saying that because of his caring personality, if he put it well, and his timid personality, if he put it badly, he was quietly ridiculed and ostracized.

‘Moreover, unfortunately, I met Hivero of the Baskerville family who was vicious as my roommate in the first semester.’

Since then, Piggy has always lived in intimidation.

Due to Hive’s personality, Piggy was rarely treated as a human being, and even other classes or upperclassmen always harassed or exploited Piggy.

However, despite this, a kind piggy who never lost his smile.

When there is someone who is weaker than himself, it is good to see how he always reached out his hand and did his best to help.

“…”

Bikir looked at Piggy like that, then looked away.

Meanwhile, Piggy is urging the need for Oti, completely unaware of what Vikir is thinking.

“A lot of outstanding seniors come to Oti this time! I heard that Saint Dolores, the student council president, is also coming! It is said that triplets have entered the school! All of them are extremely talented! And there is also a boy named Sancho from the mercenary guild of the north, and this one came here after refusing to pass as the top rank in the Varangian! There’s also a kid called, and he said he came to the Colosseo despite being accepted as the top rank in the Magic Tower! But isn’t it really amazing to see that he’s also the top rank in the Colosseo Fever Donation? These guys are already counted as the next generation’s heroes, so you should definitely go see them! Oh, I can’t believe I’m in sync with these great people…”

In fact, Piggy, who already knows this kind of information, is also great.

If the seniors of the current students had heard of it, they would make a scouting offer to their own club or family just with the ability to collect and analyze information.

“How is it? Do you feel like going for a bit now? Huh? Huh?”

Piggy looks up at Bikir, her eyes twinkling as if she wants a compliment.

But Bikir still shakes his head.

“I’m not going anyway.”

“What? Why? Why on earth-”

Piggy, who wanted to go to Oti with his roommate and rely on each other, faced an unexpected difficulty.

In fact, so far, there have been very few or no cases where freshman newbies have declared their absence from OT.

Vikir gave a short answer to this reasonable and obvious question.

“Because I just don’t want to go.”

That was it.

Bikir packed his things and quickly left the room.

The back of Bikir, who quickly disappears on the other side of the corridor where freshmen are buzzing.

Piggy looked at him and muttered with a blank expression.

“……You’re cool. My roommate is a cool person! I should learn from her resolute self!”

Always a positive piggy.

* * *

Dark evening. The afterglow burning over the high walls of the academy.

On the downhill road to the lecture hall, many new students were already flocking to it.

Girls dressed up brightly, boys dressed smartly.

However, it is somehow clumsy and fresh atmosphere.

The clumsy make-up and over-strength hairstyles are still somewhat standing still, noticing.

The boys and girls were exploring each other’s group with an atmosphere that seemed like they were about to fly off somewhere.

And the seniors of the current students were moving to the OT place, gently leading such freshmen.

“Come on, please gather over here for cold weapon donation class A~”

“Fever donation class C! We’ll gather over here under the red flag~” ”

The executive members of the student council will lead newcomers to move to the OT location!”

Lecture building where dinner is played As the start of the semester has not yet arrived, current students and newcomers enter every empty classroom.

Rumors about the new students were spreading in the hallway of the lecture building, where people were quickly buzzing.

“These freshmen are really outstanding. Everyone’s performance test scores are no joke~” ”

As expected, Tudor and Bianca Sinclair are the ones you look forward to the most, right?”

“If you look at your individual abilities, that’s probably the case. But there are triplets in Baskerville, right? I’m more looking forward to the synergy they create when they come together.”

“But this time… according to the rumors, didn’t you say that ‘that person’ from the Baskervilles was going to be enrolled?”

At the last word, the freshmen’s chatter gets even hotter.

“Ah, you mean Bikir? That sounds like a rumor, right?”

“There’s no way you could have made such an achievement in your late teens in the first place. Isn’t that a fictional character?”

“Right, noble families sometimes spread inflated jokes to raise the stock price of their family. Also, since the Baskerville family is a closed place…

” They were all commoners.”

“Still, there’s one kid that stands out among them, right? The name of the kid who placed first in the written test was also named Vikir.”

“Written test? What’s so great about a guy who can only learn theories. I don’t find studying nerds like that attractive~ The kids in the sports club are cool!”

The chatter in the hallway gradually subsides.

Newbies have entered all the classrooms in the lecture building.

male and female male and female.

The same age friends who quickly became friends with a brief chat and eye greetings.

Although it is an impromptu friendship, a semi-ripe friendship is already sprouting among them who sit together in groups of three or five.

“Are you all here~ Let’s call the class of 20 newcomers for attendance~”

The seniors in the student council proceed to check class attendance by calling names on the list.

And below, where numerous names are called.

“Bikir.”

“yes.”

“Bikir.”

“yes.”

“Bikir.”

“yes.”

“Bikir.”

“…”

“Bikir?”

One absent student who happened to be called by common names several times.

Bikir van Baskerville. No, it’s just ‘Bikir’ now.

He certainly did not attend Oti.

However, instead of the student ‘Bikir’, he wore a black cloak and mask under the name ‘Night Hound’.

…widely!

Bikir stepped on the roof of the academy’s spire wearing a black cloak and a gas mask shaped like a stork’s beak used by medieval plague doctors.

If you go over the fence as high as the castle wall, you will come to the beautiful city area lined with countless waterways and bridges, the city of the ecliptic.

Bikir melted soundlessly into the pitch-dark city.

A night where fellow classmates in their 20s drink and deepen friendship among seniors.

In the meantime, Bikir will visit the mansions of the people who are in the killing club one by one.

devil. and introverts.

Isn’t this place where the traitors of humanity gather here in the ecliptic!

‘……Comrades, please wait a little bit. I will avenge you from now on.’

Bikir remembered the faces of his fellow hounds who had been betrayed and died, recalling the bad ties of his previous life.

yet.

Chase the faint smell of demons throughout the city.

The hound of the night has finally started hunting.