Chapter 1 – Prologue
“Hey Artin! Go get some bread and milk for my breakfast. With your money, of course.”
I hate this damn novel.
At first, I thought it was an authentic fantasy and ate it. The title Song of the Stars, the Sea, and the Poetry caught my eye among the novels overflowing with Hoe Bing-Hwan.
A novel with a single digit number of views without a plausible cover or well-drawn illustrations somehow stimulated the Hongdae disease in me.
However, when I opened the lid, it was just a novel that could be used by a 40-year-old who doesn’t know the trend at all.
A common academy material, a sweet potato-type good protagonist who seems to have been filmed in a mold. Old clichés that would have been popular only 20 years ago.
Why the fuck did I watch this? Thinking about it again, I don’t understand.
I even tried sponsoring and recommending it to others, fearing that this novel would wither and die.
Then, my God, the ending was cut, so I wrote a line of disappointment in the comments, and when I woke up, I became a character in this fucking novel?
“Can’t you hear me? Go get some bread and milk, don’t make me say three times.”
Unfortunately, it’s not the first time I’ve met the blond hair who’s eyes wide open right in front of me.
It’s Hoe Bing-hwan, who didn’t even have the main character in the original work, but I have two of those proud things.
The character Artin Ludwig, whom I possessed, in the original work is all about being harassed by this villain named Rexton Wise who is still making noise.
And did Rexton die from being used as a black magic sacrifice? I don’t remember, but I’m sure he’s consumed with that kind of role. Maybe that’s why, because of his low talent and low rank his, he has already died the fourth time.
How much better it would have been if I had been possessed by this handsome blond Rexton Wise with the words’That villain’written on his face. This guy reappears as one of the executives of the Demon King’s Army in the original work. It’s easy to change the atmosphere in Bad Boy Start.
“You dare ignore me now? You listened quietly for a while, and then you finally went out of your mind?”
Continuing to ignore it, when the people around you start to look at Rexton with a little pity, he starts to threaten you with a louder voice as if he was conscious of the gaze of his.
Even before his death his, he walked through the cold lands of the north to break the head of the demon king, but after his death his, as always, he returned to the academy on the first day.
And I am suffering the same bullying and torture for the 5th time by this not-so-bad villain.
In fact, during the previous 4 regressions, I deliberately avoided Rexton. He didn’t want to be photographed by a guy talented enough to become an officer in the Demon King’s army.
But this bastard appears in front of me without getting tired of it. Even if I run away from the academy, even if I stick next to the main character, he becomes a fucking villain in some form and hinders me.
In the first place, Artin’s family was a baron, a vassal of the Wise family. Perhaps it was a terrible evil that was bestowed upon her by possessing this body.
“You poor idiot!!”
At first, Rexton shouted.
At the same time, he kicked me in the stomach, causing me to roll around on the floor.
“Did you think I was going to pass quietly on the first day of admission? I will personally rip your brain off and fix it.”
Suddenly, I had such a thought. No matter how much I try to avoid this bastard, he keeps appearing, so why do I have to avoid this bastard?
The shit I avoided because it was dirty until now pisses me off, so do I have to keep avoiding it?
Even at that moment, Rexton approached with a vicious smile as if he liked me lying on the ground.
“If I crawl between my crotches while begging for forgiveness even now, maybe someone in my twenties will forgive me?”
At those words, I clenched my fists and bowed my head in silence. Then, as if satisfied, Rexton crosses his arms and puts on an arrogant expression.
“Yeah, it suits you to have your head down like that. Just looking at your sullen face makes me feel bad!”
That moment when he thinks he has succeeded in sorting out the rankings and is happy.
—Peruk. A pebble shot out of my left hand and hit Rexton’s forehead.
Trigon grabbed the staggering guy by the waist, tackled him, and fell to the floor.
The guy who came to his senses his belatedly swears at me and tries to shake me off by force, but his talents his are not physical or martial arts, but necromancy and alchemy. He doesn’t have the ability to shake off my current skills.
In the meantime, I hit him in the face with a fist clenched on gravel.
As he swings his arm and slashes the wrist of the guy who tries to block his fist with a stone beak, the Rexton baby howls with a pleasant scream.
“Do you think I’ve been avoiding you because I’m afraid of you?”
As the sound of slapping Rexton’s face is repeated, the angry voice changes to a mournful plea for help. The feeling of splashing hot liquid on his fist is really refreshing.
“Even when he became a pawn of the demon king’s army and brought demons to burn the city.”
Fear begins to form in Rexton’s gaze at me. Still, as I continued to punch him in the face, the sensation of breaking his nose was transmitted through his fingers.
“Even when he synthesized himself into a chimera to take revenge on me!”
“Even when they clung to the pseudo-teens and interfered with everything!!!”
As I keep crushing the face of the guy who has lost his mind before I know it, people around me start to grab me and stop me.
Despite the strong hands holding his arms, I kicked him in the jaw.
“When your baby sells the soul to the Devil and becomes Rich, I’m not true to you.
Oh, it shouldn’t be like this. It is clear that the development will be ruined. There will be only 5 ruined opportunities that come to mind right now, and it will be difficult to build a good feeling with the good protagonist who is the incarnation of sweet potato.
I know there won’t be much I can do in a world that’s gone awry. That’s why I’ve been patient.
However, unlike my cold reason, my head is dominated by a refreshing feeling of pleasure. The adrenaline that shakes his heart gives him a different level of excitement than when he barely breaks the earthen pot of an executive in the Demon King’s army after all his hard work his.
Yeah, what if something goes wrong? I’ve already failed 4 times and started again.
If you get fucked, you’ll come back anew. Thinking that way made me feel at ease.
Anyway, no one will remember my failure, and no one will be able to prevent a new regression.
The power of return was prepared only for me in this world, and only I know about it.
Haha!!!!”
I couldn’t hold back the laughter that welled up in my chest. I didn’t want to put up with anything any longer.
Seeing me like that, as if frightened, the students who had stopped me a while ago start to retreat.
Actually, I would be scared if the guy who beat people until they bleed laughs like a madman.
But this pleasure is awesome. I found out belatedly that people didn’t want Cider Pass for nothing. I lost half of my life
“The first graders there! What a fuss from the first day of admission!”
How does the female teacher, who came to know the situation belatedly and shouted, look at the scene?
One of the boys passed out after covering her eyes with her face reddened.
Me laughing like crazy with blood spattering on her right hand and clothes on her.
The female teacher put on a distraught expression for a moment, but then she regained her senses and pulled her cane from her waist her with her hands trembling, her face turning blue.
“Boo, red-haired boy! Stay still and raise your hand! Don’t resist, surrender quietly!”
She sheds tears as if she wants to run away at once, but perhaps her heart to protect the students around her creates courage, the female teacher points her cane at me and screams harshly.
As her elation began to subside, I felt better about her, so I raised her arms and decided to surrender calmly.
But for some reason, her wand started to flash and glow.
“Aww! I told you not to move!”
I felt my mind go blackout at the same time as the green ray shot into my chest.
Bitch, you raise your hand