Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound - Chapter 299

Episode 299 The Age of Warmongering (1)

1 2 The final exams at Colosseo Academy are all over as the ranking matches are all over.

Now, the students will go to the auditorium with their parents for the closing ceremony.

Right after that, all you have to do is go home with your parents after a brief consultation about your academic achievement for the past year of vacation.

Numerous people, including students, professors, and parents, flocked to the auditorium at the center of the Colosseo Academy.

And among that crowd, there were some who stood out.

A gigantic figure, nearly 3 meters tall.

A man wearing the skin of a sea lion with fearsome tusks and wearing a huge spear the size of a whaler’s harpoon on his back.

A handsome man with blond hair like a wild beast’s mane and a lively impression laughed.

“Son! Congratulations on winning! This father keeps smiling!”

Changhae Changga (滄海槍家) Don Quixote’s head of the family, King Chang (槍王) ‘Don Quixote La Mancha Cervantes’.

He was laughing cheerfully, patting his son, Tudor, on the shoulder.

Then, a gloomy voice came from the side.

“Are you saying you want me to listen?”

A pale complexion like a corpse, tall but tall enough to rival Cervantes despite his skinny frame, large but gloomy eyes, bloodless thin lips, and long hair as thin as a spider’s web.

‘Usher for Roderick’, the head of the royal palace of Usher.

He glanced back at his daughter Bianca, who was silently following, then fixed his gaze on Cervantes.

“Congratulations on your son’s victory. Although I don’t know if that victory is worth celebrating.”

“What? All victories are something to be celebrated. Are you trying to force your daughter to say that she lost to my son and finished runner-up? Huh? Like a little bitch?”

“Jjompaeng. I can’t believe that.”

Usher opened his mouth to Bianca, who followed.

“Daughter, tell me in your own words why you withdrew from the final round of the last fight.”

“Your father.”

Bianca moved her gaze to Usher.

There was a hot-tempered Tudor.

“I have no taste in flirting in front of a large crowd. I’m not a monkey in front of a medicine seller.”

“What is it!? Monkey!? Then why have you been fighting with all your might!”

“……Are you a real idiot? Until the finals, we only competed privately within the school. From the finals, parents are also onlookers. say it.”

So, at the crucial moment, Bianca flinched away from Tudor’s spear and withdrew from the field.

Usher chuckled.

“You’re a monkey in front of the drug dealer. Please refrain from expressing criticism too much, daughter. There is a ‘actually timely defamation’ in the law of the empire.”

“Yes, Father. The law is strict, so it must be followed. There seems to be a saying in the far west, ‘Imokjisin (移木之信)’.”

Usher and Bianca hurried off toward the auditorium, leading the entourage behind them.

Then, Cervantes, Tudor, and the attendants of the Don Quixote family who were left behind began to snort in unison.

“Stand there! Hey usher! You gloomy little bitch! Why don’t you have a fight with me here! Ooh!”

“Bianca!

It was a sight that made me want to look alike a father and a daughter.

However, the gaze of the people around him quickly shifts.

In addition to the figures of the Usher family and the Don Quixote family, there were many noteworthy great men.

For example, ‘Hobbes de Leviathan’, the head of Leviathan, the extremely poisonous family, and his youngest son Grenouille de Leviathan.

The head of the religious chant, Quo Vadis, ‘Nabokov Rune Quo Vadis I’ and his immediate attendant, Dolores Rune Quo Vadis.

‘Osiris Le Baskerville’ and his half-brother High Bro Le Baskerville Middle Bro Le Baskerville Low Bro Le Baskerville.

The seven pillars that each family supports an empire comparable to the might of a nation.

It was truly spectacular to see the leaders of all the families gathered in one place, except for Bourgeois, the conglomerate family, and Morgue, the head family.

Meanwhile.

The crowd walked along the avenue surrounded by magic walls and trees and finally reached the auditorium.

There, the professors’ speeches were already being prepared.

sympathetic speech. and the principal’s speech. Finally, after awarding the citation to the 1st, 2nd and 3rd graders, all events are over.

And in the vacation that followed, everyone was buzzing with anticipation.

Before long, Professor Banshee stepped forward to the podium on the stage.

[Hello students, staff, parents. This is ‘Morgue Mew Banshee’, who holds the position of Vice Principal.]

Professor Banshee. With snake-like eyes, he scanned the crowd gathered under the platform.

‘The power of the principal faction is insignificant. Principal Winston is incompetent, and since he has been absent for so long, he will probably be removed soon. Then the next principal would be me.’

It was natural for Professor Banshee to make this judgment.

Since taking office as assistant principal, he has steadily recruited rank and file professors under him.

It’s the so-called ‘sympathetic wave’.

The number of principals and professors gathered under the podium was extremely small.

It can be seen that the sympathetic professors are lined up next to each other, unable to make a sound due to the force.

And these conflicts among the professors were also affecting the students.

‘aristocratic’. And ‘Hawjokpa’. Both of these organizations, which divide the top students into two, are informal. However, they clearly existed as a force, and their position was below sympathetic professors.

Sympathetic professors supported by barbarian and aristocratic students. And, of course, Professor Banshee was supported by the sympathetic professors.

On the other hand, the organization under the insignificant principals and professors is, of course, the official organization, the ‘Student Council’.

Aristocratic and barbarian students under sympathetic professors.

And even though they are the ruling party, the professors of the principal faction and the student council under them are unable to show their strength.

Professor Banshee was able to grasp all these forces at a glance.

yet.

In front of him, he sees Dolores, the president of the student body and the senior of the third year.

She was wearing a tired expression from the overwork that had been going on for the past few days.

Professor Banshee clicked his tongue inwardly as he looked at Dolores.

‘I’m sorry, but this is an adult situation. The circumstances of children are, of course, inevitably influenced by the circumstances of adults. There is no headmaster, student council president Dolores.’

When Professor Banshee shifts his gaze while thinking about this and that.

“……!”

His eyes widened slightly in an instant.

It was because there was an empty seat between the rows of principals and professors, who were already few.

It was obvious who was missing out on this important event.

‘Professor Sadie. This guy really…’

Banshee was speechless.

Did that crazy idiot female professor not even attend the speech given by her classmates?

He is an incorrigible human being who has nothing to say and no answer.

‘Haha, even from Principal Winston’s point of view, it might be better not to come to such a troublesome place.’

It would be a pity for each and every one of the professors as the principal faction had no one, but if it was a nerd who always gets into accidents, it’s a different story.

Professor Banshee was genuinely curious. Why is Principal Winston trying to keep such a troublemaker inside the school?

Respect for the lineage of the Marquis de Sade, who was once a great aristocrat? Or is it Professor Saadi’s mighty force? Or the feat of arresting numerous criminals? ……Maybe a simple headcount fill?

‘no. no.’

Professor Banshee recalled the henchman’s report from a while ago.

‘The reason why Principal Winston cares for Professor Sadi probably has something to do with the ’47 unrest’.

Although the contents of the report were only a few hypotheses based on circumstantial evidence, the fact that this incident was mentioned in the first place was an extremely serious matter.

‘……The principals. What kind of plan is this?’

Professor Banshee glanced at the side of the podium with cold eyes.

There, you can see Principal Winston waving to the students with a warm expression.

What can we read from that innocent expression?

Professor Banshee opened his mouth on the podium with a short sigh.

[I would like to say a word with love and respect to all the people involved who gathered at the Colosseo. At our academy this time…]

Conclusive stories continued for a while about how many graduates got jobs, how noble academic achievements they achieved, and how great people they became.

[……Students of the Colosseo Academy may emotionally hate their parents and teachers who guide them strictly, but these students are able to overcome hardships and adversity to their children and disciples who will soon embark on a difficult journey. They are precious people who teach you the physical strength and wisdom you have. Both the students who have just entered school and the students who are about to leave school have all worked hard throughout the year.]

Some students are in tears.

Professor Banshee continued his speech in a hard but warm voice.

[May you always have something to do in your hands May there always be an extra coin in your wallet May a road always appear in front of your feet May you be slow in making enemies and quick in making friends May your neighbors always respect you May the wicked never pretend to know you, may the wind always blow from your back, may the sun shine in front of your face, even if it sometimes rains on your journey, may a rainbow appear soon. May the saddest day be better than the happiest day ever. And I will pray with all my heart that your destinies will always be filled with peace, love, hope, prosperity, fulfillment, and satisfaction.]

Professor Banshee concluded his speech with a short (?) lecture.

The students’ applause erupts loudly.

The reaction of support was particularly intense among the students of the aristocratic faction and the noble faction.

And following the atmosphere, Principal Winston stepped up to the podium.

He looked back at the students with a bright smile uncharacteristic of his age.

[This is a burden because the vice principal said such good things. Haha- I should have come up with a good speech too, but this is true.]

Then, light laughter echoed through the auditorium from among the audience.

yet. Winston began his edifying speech with a grave expression and voice.

[This may be a common advice, but… I would like to tell you to do your best in every moment.]

He looked around with appealing eyes and said.

[As those in the know know, I have been away from school for the past few months to take a break. This is because his health deteriorated significantly due to the runaway mana.] Because

Winston was away for a long time, Banshee skipped many procedures and was immediately appointed as vice principal. .

Few parents, professors, and senior students were unaware of this complex power structure, so everyone just nodded quietly.

All the while, Winston appealed more and more earnestly and heartily.

[I understand because it hurts. Health and how precious this moment is. As life is about not knowing whether you will die tomorrow, or today, in just a few hours, minutes, and seconds, you have to live every moment to the fullest.] He

said, looking at the students in the front row.

[This is the same for all. Even if it’s not heroes like soldiers and firefighters who risk their lives, even if it’s just you right now. Even while taking a shower, humans slip off the floor and hit their heads on the bathtub to die. If you get sick while eating your favorite fish or shellfish or get hit by a falling flower pot, you could end up with a sudden burst of mana.]

At the principal’s words, the students’ atmosphere became slightly solemn.

[Like this, people don’t know when they will die. That’s why you have to live every moment to the best of your ability. Students, don’t forget the preciousness of life and time during the upcoming vacation, and live a life with no regrets even if you die tomorrow or right now…!]

Then.

…suck!

A small voice rang out.

The sound of thin leather tearing and the soft things inside it exploding.

The sound was not very loud, and the time it was heard was extremely short.

…… But it was enough to stop the breathing of all the spectators in the auditorium who were listening to the long lecture of Winston.

[……It’s so black!]

Dark red blood gushed out of Principal Winston’s mouth.

Something had come out from behind the stage curtain and had gone through Principal Winston’s back and through his heart.

knife? No, it’s too long for that.

Then the window? No, it’s too soft to say so.

Long and wriggling like a snake.

…Push!

It was a single ‘whip’ that escaped from Winston’s chest and back, causing a fountain of blood.