Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound - Chapter 132

Episode 132 Freshman Talent Show (3)

The 2nd graders boo around Piggy.

“This round is Nagari~ Look forward to the next round~”

“If the next round goes out~ I’ll pull out all my teeth~”

“Stop one beat! Rest two beats! Rest even three beats, one two three four!”

“Ah, do something quickly! Brothers and sisters are bored!”

This six-member group of three men and three women was constantly harassing Piggy.

Timid Piggy, of course, didn’t say anything, just hanging on to her tears.

Then the female students burst into laughter.

“What is it? Is he crying?”

“What should I do~ I’m sorry~”

“You guys are really mean! Why are you bullying the kid!”

The male students giggle and retort.

“When did we bully you?”

“This is all about getting closer. We’ll see each other for a long time.”

“Hey, why are you crying and saying XX? Did you decide to make us bad people?”

Then a female student tapped Piggy on the shoulder.

“Hey, don’t cry. Get a drink.”

At the same time, the large glass began to fill up. It

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like a terrible bomb with fermented and distilled stocks.

It seemed clear that even one drink would break your head the next day.

The male student looked into Piggy’s face and smirked.

“One shot. Then I’ll take care of you even if you don’t have a talent show.”

The six Iljins giggle while surrounding Piggy.

He was determined not to let go until he had finished drinking.

Eventually, Piggy started drinking with a tear-stained face.

and. The results came before taking two sips.

“Oh wow!”

Piggy vomited and regurgitated what was inside.

Since he hadn’t eaten any snacks, most of his vomit consisted of alcohol and gastric juices.

Meanwhile, the Iljins who saw Piggy vomit made a fuss.

“Kyaaak! Oh, it’s really dirty! It’s all splashed on my stockings!”

“Wahhahaha! Did this crazy guy vomit? It’s very fancy since Otti!”

“From now on, your nickname will be arguing! Piggy arguing!”

“I’ll call you Tojaeng until I graduate!”

Eyes that are focused in an instant. Piggy recoiled even more from the buzz around her.

at that time.

Flutter –

Something covered the top of Piggy’s vomit on the floor.

It was the cloak Bikir was wearing.

A cloak given to freshmen.

This cape, with the academy logo clearly embroidered on it, is so iconic that newbies cherish it second only to their lives.

Bikir took it off and covered the vomit on the floor to cover it.

Then, he walked in front of the 2nd graders who were standing there blankly and slapped Piggy on the back once.

“Go to the dormitory. I’m going to tidy up here.”

“…”

Piggy looked at Vikir with a shaky gaze, but Vikir just silently wiped the floor with his cape.

at that time.

“Hey. You.”

The 2nd graders held Bikir’s shoulders with frowns on their faces.

“Are you crazy? Are you hanging up when the senior is talking?” “What

are you doing

with the cloak right now? You dare to think what kind of cloak it is… ”

The atmosphere was becoming more and more chaotic.

Some of the Iljins smirk, touching Bikir’s glasses and cheeks.

“You look pretty confident, don’t you? Seeing him come out so arrogantly.”

“Hey, my friend left over, so you should finish eating.”

“This is a Piggy glass, and I’ll send you both Piggy when you finish drinking it.”

“I’m your friend, so would you drink it for me? I wonder if you’ll just go~ Show your loyalty!”

The Iljins held out a large glass in front of Bikir’s eyes.

Poktanju mixed with vodka, rum pulke, etc.

Piggy had only had two sips, so at first glance the amount that seemed to be over 1 liter was dripping to the end of the glass.

As a human being, drinking this would be unreasonable.

but.

“…”

Bikir picked up the glass without much reaction.

and.

Gulp- gulp- gulp-

He emptied all the alcohol in his glass without a single change in his expression.

The children of the Baskervilles always eat a small amount of poison with their meals. It is to develop tolerance.

It is not allowed to get drunk during the mission, so resistance to alcohol is also essential, and a strong liver is supported by nature.

Even Bikir was a body that had heard quite a bit of drinking alcohol in the midst of all kinds of tough men while touring countless battlefields in his previous life.

“…”

Bikir so easily knocked down 1 liter of bomb liquor and set the glass down on the table.

And left as if nothing had happened.

When the Iljins who saw Bikir moving away belatedly come to their senses and try to chase after them.

“Hey. Why is it so noisy over there? Who threw up?”

The student council president, Dolores, who was returning to the Oti location of the fever donation club accidentally called them.

“Ah ah. One of the newcomers threw up.”

“We’ll take care of it!”

“No big deal!”

Dolores just tilted her head at the awkward smiles of the Iljins.

“You guys shouldn’t act harshly on freshmen, just in case. Maintain the dignity of an academy senior. Do you understand?”

“Yes! Of course!”

“……good.”

After taking a look at the faces of her second-year juniors, the saintess walks back the way she came.

Only then did the sophomores look around, but Piggy and Vikir were already gone.

“Ah, these bastards have just jumped out.”

“I’ve never seen an idiot wiping someone else’s vomit with a cape to commemorate my entrance.”

“I see. You’re a commoner, don’t you know the value of this logo?”

“We’ll find them later and kill them both half.”

“Ohhh, what are you going to do? You know that dueling is forbidden without an inductee of two or more seniors, right?”

“It’s okay if you crush it flat at a sporting event or something.”

The sophomores left their seats grumbling one word at a time.

While thinking about how to harass the two juniors who were filmed today in the future.

* * *

A few hours later.

“Oh, you’re drunk. I’ll go out and buy some ice cream.”

The excitement and drunkenness of the sophomores were quite upbeat.

They left the classroom where the drinking party was taking place and briefly walked towards the shopping district outside the walls of the academy.

“Even though it’s a bit far, the ice cream is delicious outside.”

The sophomores giggled and left the back door of the academy and entered the shopping district.

Small-scale festivals were taking place in the alleys along with the academy’s OT.

The sophomores moved their steps toward the street lined with various foods.

……no. tried to move

sudden!

Until one person was caught by a hand protruding from a narrow back alley on a dark night street.

“Ooh!? Eup!?”

The first male student to be caught opened his eyes wide in fright.

An eerie shadow cast in front of him.

Black leather gloves covering his face and the strength of his strong grip felt inside.

Under the wide-brimmed black hat, you can see a stork’s beak mask with the energy of plague.

The stranger’s gaze, which he couldn’t tell where he was looking, pierced his eyeballs.

puck! Awesome!

Then he was hit by a flying fist and hit the wall, collapsing.

I didn’t even have time to raise mana.

The monster’s fists were fast and strong.

The moment I got hit by one blow, my nose and teeth were already broken, and I was left to fall to the ground.

Puck-Puck-Puck-Puck-Puck!

The other five also had the same result.

The six sophomores dragged into the mud in the back alley raised their heads with a stunned expression.

night hound.

An entity that looked like a fierce dog from hell was looking down at them with such a force that it seemed as if it would attack them at any moment and bite them all.

Pyo-eok-

The first guy who was caught returned to his jaw.

The teeth patted pat pat pat, and soon broke through the flesh of the cheek.

The nose bone was also broken into three pieces and twisted in a zigzag pattern.

His cheekbones were sunken, and blood was leaking from every hole in his face.

At least the most courageous guy opened his mouth.

“Oh baby woo uh uh ah?”

It is a classic threat of ‘Do you know who I am?’

Bikir, who is in Hound Mode of the Night, nodded once.

Then, mixed with mana, it made a sound like a growl of a hoarse old dog.

“I know. I know.”

The sophomores were surprised twice by the eerie voices of the night hounds that they did this even after knowing their identities once.

The hound of the night went on.

“From the right, Youth Sphere, Real Belt, Yellow Love, I’m Com, Redmin, South Middle. They are the 2nd graders belonging to Class B of the Cold Weapons Donation. They are the children of the Arms, Vetry, Housing, Seaweed, Bison, and Oiler families respectively. Their parents are Oppenhauer. Baron Munich, Viscount Osborne, Earl Germa, Lord Upham, Lord Dowsing, as father or mother.”

When the name, family, family location, and even the names of their parents are revealed, the expressions of the sophomores turn pale.

yet. The hound of night thrust a black-edged dagger right in front of their eyes.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…”

The 2nd graders shook their heads in fear, even urinating, but they couldn’t avoid the strong grip on their chins and the dagger slowly slashing their foreheads.

The blade with an ominous aura left a red scar on the foreheads of the 2nd graders.

X

A mark like a target.

It was also a sign that meant a target, and it was also a stigma that would not be erased for years to come.

“Be rude in the academy one more time.”

The hounds of the night clearly warned them as they trembled with blood dripping from their foreheads.

“At that time, I will kill not only you, but also your mother and father.”