Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound - Chapter 188

Episode 188 Aftermath (3)

Half of the midterm exam period, which seemed long, has already passed.

And one quiet afternoon on the terrace of a sunny cafe.

“You say you’re very busy these days?”

“It’s kind of like that.”

Student council president Dolores and freshman Bikir were having a meeting.

The title is that as the head of the newspaper club, he takes care of each and every newcomer who has joined, and Dolores took this opportunity to speak frankly about things she hadn’t been able to say before.

“At that time, that manneken piss… I’m really sorry about the incident. I couldn’t explain it in time, so the matter got bigger. And thank you so much for taking care of me instead.”

“I can make mistakes. That’s why I’m human.”

Bikir nodded without thinking.

Right then.

“……!”

Upon hearing Bikir’s answer, Dolores flinched for a moment.

Suddenly, a voice resounded in her ears.

‘I could be wrong. That’s why he’s human.’

Surprisingly, it was the consolation of the night hound heard that night.

The same consolation for the same trouble, it came from different people. Could this be a coincidence?

‘……Then it must be a coincidence.’

Dolores laughed a little as she felt absurd to herself for a moment.

Words of consolation. Every person is similar, so it is possible. she thought so

well anyway

Dolores prepared this event to take care of the juniors in the club ahead of the upcoming attack test.

Bikir bowed his head.

“Thanks to the genealogy you passed on through Piggy the other day, I was able to prepare well for writing. Thank you.”

Attacks on ‘slaughter ants’ often come out as a writing subject, and since the study of this can be used secondary in defense games, it is better to study slaughter ants as a subject when setting up a free research topic in the first place.

Because you can reduce what you study twice to once.

But Dolores smiled lightly and shook her head.

“Genealogy, the other 3rd graders also have one, but my genealogy is just a little more organized than the other genealogies, nothing special to say about it.

“Yes. He is too.”

“……As expected, you’re honest.”

Dolores laughed at Bikir’s words, which he readily acknowledged.

Now, the arrogance of this freshman in front of me is starting to look like my own conviction.

“Anyway. I called because I wanted to give you some advice for the upcoming attack test. Seeing how you shoot an archer in the defense test this time, I don’t think you really need advice, but just in case.”

Dolores once again explained the structure of the midterm exam.

“As I said before, the midterm exam consists of 10% written, 50% defense, and 40% attack.”

And as of yesterday, the written test, which accounts for 10% of the midterm exam, and the defense test, which accounts for 50% of the midterm exam, are all over, so now only the attack test, which accounts for the remaining 40%, remains.

In fact, only 10% of the total score was reflected in handwriting, so it was not very important, but defense and attack were very important as the reflection rates were 50% and 40%, respectively.

The defense test consists of a group of 4 people, but the attack test must be taken only by the individual playing solo.

The structure of the attack test is really simple.

It is a 1:1 match of ‘professor vs student’.

The rules of the test were also much simpler than the defense test, just fight the golems controlled by the professors and win.

The test golem is a typical entry-level stone golem with one head, one torso, two large arms, and two legs.

The special thing is that the professors who are experts in combat control the golem by moving their bodies.

The golem moves by mimicking the professor’s movements from a distance.

A student facing a golem that moves exactly the same as the professor, moves at the same speed, and fights the same way, naturally feels the pressure of fighting the professor directly.

However, since the opponent was a golem anyway, it was meaningful that the student could do his best in his own way, and through this, the student’s true combat power could be measured.

Students have to fight against the professor, who is a master of combat, but they can feel the vividness of the real battle through sparring with the strong in their own way.

It is also difficult for professors to respond individually to the numerous variables created by numerous students, so this rule was created to reduce possible casualties.

Dolores raised her index and middle fingers with a serious expression.

“First of all, there are two problems with the attack test you need to take.”

Dolores folded her index finger.

“The first one is that archers are at a disadvantage when dealing with golems 1:1.”

Archers have an advantage in defense games.

This is because you can score points by standing far away and dealing with only the ones that the same team’s tanks catch or occasionally miss.

But in the attack game, it’s different.

Since it is a 1:1 match, there are no tanks to line up in front of you, so the archer has to fight alone.

The moment you give the golem a distance, it will end immediately.

In addition, the professor who controls the golem will not hurt himself anyway, so he will rush at it recklessly, and since he cannot inflict pain, it is meaningless to hit him in the vital.

In other words, in order for an archer to inflict a fatal blow on a golem, he has no choice but to run around, widen his distance, and fire powerful arrows from time to time, but even that is impossible if he cannot cope with the professor’s speed.

Therefore, archers lose the points they gained in the defense test in the attack test, and due to this, the overall balance is adjusted.

……But Dolores’s worries were not over yet.

She still raised her middle finger with a serious expression.

“Second. The professor who will be in charge of you… is that ‘Professor Sadi’.”

At those words, Bikir narrowed his eyes.

Professor Sady.

The correct full name is ‘Donatien Alphonse François Sady de Sade’.

“You mean that pathetic professor who disappeared with the key to the magic wall B and was found drunk?”

“……that’s right.”

At Bikir’s question, Dolores nodded with a deep sigh.

Professor Sadie. She is, strictly speaking, a ‘parachute’ greeting.

The last lineage of the Marquis of Sade, which fell into disrepair due to an unfortunate incident in the distant past and is now almost extinct.

It was probably similar to the aristocratic practice of being given a professorship at the academy after transferring from a low-level post in the imperial palace because he couldn’t wait for the descendants of this once noble nobleman to end up in misery.

Dolores shook her head.

“Because of her strange personality and messy work attitude, she is ranked as the number one professor to avoid among students. In fact, most of her lectures are canceled due to insufficient enrollment. I have taken several classes, but 9 out of 10 One class was canceled without prior notice. That was the first class in the morning. Oh, and the other class was canceled without notice. So, in the end, I never took a class.”

When that nice, gentle Dolores says something like that, she really has said it all.

Hagiya Bikir also occasionally heard Professor Banshee and some other professors gossip about Professor Saadi.

Perhaps even among the same professors, his reputation was not so good.

But the kind Dolores added a few nice things about Professor Sadi.

“But one thing is certain, I heard that in addition to the professorship at the academy, he is also an advisory member of the Imperial Guard’s Arrest and Torture, and recently he is helping the military to track down criminals.”

“…What if it’s a criminal pursuit?”

“Who is it?”

Vikir nodded at Dolores’ words.

A rare criminal who turned the entire empire upside down. A villain so vicious that even the imperial army was mobilized.

It must be the ‘Night Hound’.

‘……I guess it’s because there’s an idiot-like pursuer attached.’

Bikir pondered for a moment, then shook his head.

Listening to it, Professor Hani Saadi seems to be a person who is dissatisfied with the reality and is lazy.

Why would such a drunkard, who was drunk and giving up everything, to focus only on arresting the night hound?

Vikir quickly erased the thought of Professor Saadi from his mind.

However, Dolores continued to warn Professor Sadi as if she was worried.

“Professor Saadi has one eccentric habit. When he sees a talented student, he will always try to ruin the path.”

“How is it?”

“For example, severe beatings under the guise of sparring and being crippled… Or giving severe ‘post-traumatic stress disorder’… This is a rumor, but it is a rumor that both men and women are sexually traumatized. There are also rumors that it gives you a gift. You should be careful too.”

“sexual?”

“…Not the score. The sexual stuff.”

“Why did he bother to do that?”

“Well. There’s always a saying that it’s because he has an inferiority complex to the descendants of a family that’s currently doing well as he’s the last bloodline of a fallen marquis family, but only you know if it’s true.”

Talented student A student from an aristocratic family with a high level of retardation. ‘Sadi’, a professor who is notorious for bullying pretty and handsome students or straight model students.

Given that Bikir stood out in the defense test and written test, the possibility that Professor Saadi will target Bikir has increased.

Dolores was worried about that.

Right then.

“Hello, isn’t the weather nice? The parfait and espresso you slept in are here!”

A cheery voice cut in between Vikir and Dolores.

…widely!

Cold and hot glasses were placed on the table.

And the part-time worker who brought it smiles broadly at Vikir and Dolores.

She was Sinclair.

Dolores asked with her eyes wide open.

“It’s Sinclair. Do you work part-time here?”

“Yes, President! Only in the morning on weekends! Yesterday night and this afternoon I came out as a pinch hitter.”

Beside Sinclair, who answered lively, was Bianca with a puzzled expression.

Dolores asked them both.

“Why are you guys working part-time here?”

“It’s the deadline to pay tuition soon! I have to earn tuition, so hehe. The first year’s scholarship didn’t come out until 100%. And I really wanted to try a cafe part-time job during my school days…” Sinclair was still a cheerful high school student

. .

Bianca, on the other hand, gave a simple reason.

“The uniforms of this store are pretty.”

Vikir tilted her head at those words, but Dolores nodded as if she somehow understood.

Meanwhile, Sinclair set down unordered biscuits and pies on the table.

“This is a service I give with my authority! Hyung, do you like sweets?”

“I don’t like it.”

“I’ll refer to it from next time!”

Sinclair was still bright.

She asked Bikir as if she had just remembered.

“really. Brother, did you pay your tuition this time?”

“No.”

“When are you going to pay it?”

“Hmm.”

Vikir raised his chin.

Come to think of it, I’ve been busy lately and haven’t thought about my tuition

. It will take quite some time to contact Sindy Wendy, who entered the ‘Red and Black Flood Sea’ for the sake of it.

Most of the amount will be covered by scholarships anyway, so the amount you have to pay right away is not that big.

So, Vikir asked Sinclair a question. ” I

have a question for you about this cafe.”

Vikir rarely asks questions first, so not only Sinclair, but also Dolores and Bianca look at each other.

Before long, Bikir spoke briefly in front of the three women’s eyes.

” Are you looking for a male part-time job?”