Chapter 40 – Episode 40- Class Battle (4)

A field made up of several hills and trenches.

The land of this vast plain covered with dry sand continued to tremble without stopping.

“Put it on the shield!”

The owner of a massive body in a black armband standing in the lead raised his iron shield with a loud cry.

In line with that, the tankers in the front line lined up next to the man erected their shields in perfect order.

Quaang! Quaang! Quaang!

Numerous bullets and supernatural powers collide with the wave of shields lined up in a straight line.

“Hold on! Push through the ground! We must advance!”

The man pushes the ground one step forward while leaning his upper body on his iron shield.

Even though he was carrying the largest shield on his back and taking the most damage, the man simply took a step forward and pushed the ground.

“Whoaaaaa!”

As the man uttered a sound, the iron shield glowed in response.

Goo-!

Light flashes from the iron shields lined up on either side of the man, accompanied by a majestic sound that shakes the air.

Then everyone in the battle line shouted like a man and took a step forward.

That’s great-!

The sound of the shield moving forward echoed through the field.

The sound of that clunky iron is sure to be hell for the opponent and reassuring to the same party.

“Hey, this is fun.”

30 minutes before our class starts.

Our class was sitting in the stands, waiting and watching the previous match.

The classes that are currently competing against each other are classes 7 and 9.

In terms of overall firepower, the 9th squad is far superior, but thanks to that captain who possesses the tanker’s ability of the 7th squad, the 7th squad is advancing towards the 9th squad.

“Move!”

A guy in a black armband burst out of the 9th class dealer line and threw a black orb at the 7th class leader.

A small ball floated in the air and stuck to the iron shield of the 7th class leader.

Woo woo woo-!

At the same time, a tremendous sound resounded, and the black orb attached to the iron shield began to suck in the surroundings.

Even though it was attached to the shield of the 7th class captain, the shields lined up next to the 7th class captain collapsed due to the tremendous suction power.

Even though the black sphere disturbed all the surrounding ranks and greedily sucked up the surrounding sand, the class president of Class 7 did not collapse.

Just.

“Uuuuu! Step on it and push it off! It’s pushing the ground!”

Repeating these words, he mounted himself on his shield and honestly moved forward.

The class leader of class 7 strides toward the front line of class 9 with even acceleration, as if she had gotten used to the low-gravity sphere.

“Oh, no!”

The class president of Class 9 screamed.

In an instant, the class leader of class 7 collided with the front line of class 9, and the gravity orb that was still attached to the shield sucked in the front line of class 9 and destroyed it.

“Kwaaaaa-!”

The class leader of Class 7 who screams like a monster and wields a shield with a gravity sphere.

In the shield he wielded, the front lines of the 9th squad came staggering.

I admired that manly figure, like King Kong in an old movie.

“Come in with the shotgun!!!”

When the class president of class 7 flashes light, some of the kids leading the shields throw away their shields and take out their main weapons from the subspace, as if they had been waiting for this moment.

Fire shoots from the barrel of the shotgun, which boasts the most lethal destructive power in close combat.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The rapidly collapsed line of the 9th squad is filled with slug bullets with destructive power.

“It’s over.”

I came to a conclusion while watching the game with fun.

The moment the battle line has already collapsed like that, the 9th class can never beat the 7th class.

The game is already over as long as there is no lineup to block the power of the devastating shotgun pushing in from the front, the ability to rain from behind, and bullets.

“”Whoa!””

Looking around, my classmates who were watching the game with me exclaimed in exclamation.

Our homeroom teacher was just watching the game, chewing on a monami pen.

“Aim! Can we win?”

Aris, who was sitting next to me, grabbed my sleeve and looked at me.

Aris’ eyes were filled with excitement and trembling as she was consumed by the heat of the 7th and 9th classes.

“Sure. Aris, you are here.”

I patted Aris’ hair and replied.

I’m sorry, but no matter how strong the battle line is, it’s not good for our class.

Like class 9, our class is strong with dealers located in the middle row.

The difference in firepower cannot be compared.

When I was yawning and blankly watching the match between the 7th and 9th classes, because the match had already been decided.

I could feel the gaze directed at me from the crowd of guild leaders in front of me.

I turn my head and look ahead and see a man waving at me.

I don’t know why, but I’m Kim Soo-bin, an S-class hunter who likes me.

I felt bad when he waved at me with a handsome top.

Why is that man so anxious about not getting attention from me?

Still, I’m not a bad person, so I reluctantly shook my hand, and I waved with more joy.

Not a kid, really.

I ignored Kim Subin and tied the coiled iron sword tightly around my waist.

Now is the real start.

Habitually knocking on the scabbard, I recalled the purpose of this scenario again.

The goal of this anti-battle match is to imprint my presence on all the spectators and guild leaders sitting in the stands.

The benefit to be gained in this scenario is to spread my existence more widely and earn a causal rate to change jobs.

Beep-!

I heard the inorganic mechanical sound that it ended with the victory of the 7th class.

Our homeroom teacher, who was calmly chewing on the monami pen, said.

“Let’s go guys.”

At the words of the homeroom teacher, the children each rose from their seats with determined eyes.

A battle of half and half.

No matter how eventful the match is, there is absolutely no student who does not burn a sense of pride in this group competition.

“Player! Fighting for this scenario!”

An angel suddenly appeared next to me and spread out a plan card he had made somewhere in front of me.

‘Strongest Prosecutor Jeong Aim, Fighting!’

Food.

After whispering a small ‘thank you’ to the angel who always cheers me on, I headed to the place of the decisive battle with my classmates.

Let’s go! Aim right!

This is a great opportunity to copy the causal law!

* *

The morning of the class match.

This morning, which would have been full of anticipation and excitement for students at the Academy to subdue the demons, was no different for the girl.

“Whoa!”

A girl looking at herself in front of a mirror.

His jet-black black hair was cut short and his face was scarred thanks to his still immature intelligence.

It was a style that could look like a man at first glance, but the girl’s sparkling beauty rather matched with that style, exuding her boyish charm.

“Ah.”

He muttered in a husky voice as if he had realized something.

He ran his hand through her, groping her own hair.

“Done.”

Examining her slightly loose school uniform shirt and her own body with bandages attached to it, her blue and white shoes finished her grooming.

If it was like before, Cheong-Hwa would go to school just barely enough to be late for school while spreading out as a scruffy look, but lately, there’s one person that I’m really concerned about, so I couldn’t do it the way I used to.

As she was picking up the school bag she had laid across her chair, her gaze suddenly caught her eye on the tattoo on her wrist.

‘A black tattoo with a mess of 7 triangles.’

When she first bloomed into a person with this ability, she was a normal electrician, but she was suddenly drawn with a tattoo on herself, and her lightning turned black, and she had tremendous destructive power.

It was good that her power was strong, but the problem was that the black lightning was completely out of the realm of mana she could control.

No matter how hard he tried, the bouncing black lightning could not be controlled, hurting not only himself but also those around him.

At first, everyone cheered them on and read that it was okay, but everyone’s eyes changed due to repeated mistakes and the damage caused by the black current.

With ‘irritability and contempt’.

In the precious time when famous hunters came and practiced in the afternoon, classes were delayed because of ‘self’, and even the hunters who lectured were hurt.

So Cheonghwa ran away from afternoon class and entered the virtual training combat unit.

And wept.

No matter how hard I try, this damn ability that doesn’t get any better.

The more you practice, the more you harm others.

Disgust and resentment welled up.

Crying loudly, Cheonghwa staggered to her feet.

Just once.

Let’s show off our abilities just once more.

I don’t know if others will point fingers at me saying I’m foolish and give up.

Just one more time though.

A miracle might happen.

Supportive!

A black current flowing down Cheonghwa’s wrist.

I wiggled my forehead and tried to move the current, but it flowed in the middle and boom! It exploded and pushed her own body away.

Cheng-Hwa, who was thrown to the floor, cried out loud.

“Oh the fuck!”

It was a harsh curse, but Cheonghwa spat out the curse again and again.

“Fuck!!!!”

It’s a failure.

However, the lingering attachment and obstinacy attached to this heart whispered again.

Let’s do it one more time.

Yes just one more time

Cheong-Hwa jumped up and manifested his supernatural powers, but failed as expected.

She was thrown to the floor again, and as she slammed her to the floor and let out her anger, she realized that a man was looking at her.

“You… You! Come here!”

At the thought that she saw this lousy side of herself, Cheong-Hwa started calling out to that man without realizing it, with her shame and anger rising in her moment.

Even so, I thought that the man would run away because I was proud that I was quite ferocious, but the man opened the training building door and approached me as if he had waited.

Confused, thinking about what to do with that man, I saw the armband draped over the man’s right arm, and involuntarily asked a question.

“You…You! Huh? Are you the class president?”

“So what?”

The class president, the best representative of the class, looked at him leisurely despite his pressure and replied.

The first encounter I met like that.

The man who had been rudely criticizing his skills heard about his situation and suddenly bowed down and helped him.

In the end, I was able to control the black electricity with this terrible power to some extent.

“Whoa.”

Chung-hwa, who was about to go out with her bag, stopped and looked at the mirror again.

Sparkling brown eyes shine in the mirror.

‘Is this a pretty face?’

Jeong Jo-jun, who didn’t like himself, but kept complimenting him on how pretty he was.

Thinking of the man’s words brought a smile to my lips.

“Yes. If he is pretty, he must be pretty.”

It is Jung Jo-jun who has unbelievable skills.

If that proud and cool guy said he was pretty.

I’m sure I’m pretty

With a smile full of confidence, Cheonghwa rushed out the front door.

Today, I have to play an active part in the anti-class battle.

Rather than standing up to press the nose of a student who had ignored him so far.

She has to do something for the man who taught and encouraged her without any cost.

Must.

“Let’s go!”

Cheung-Hwa, who shouted a promise in the air, trudged happily toward the Daemon Subjugation Academy.