Episode 1129
Simon refused to inherit the royal family’s skills.
The reason was simple.
-Of course there are conditions, right?
-It would be a lie to say otherwise.
-I will not leave Keygen.
Simon flapped his coat and turned his back.
-I would like to thank you for even offering to pass on the royal family’s skills, regardless of whether it is possible or not. but… … .
Simon smiled slightly.
-I have many other means.
Simon, who said that, walked away with the Keygen students, and Hound Kid Craig’s expression hardened.
-How long are you going to let that guy be rude to a corps commander? Prince.
Craig argued.
-Aren’t you stupid? Since he’s a corps commander, he’s rude.
Ivy said. Craig glared at Ivy fiercely, and Ivy smiled and shrugged her shoulders.
The prince, who was silently lost in thought, turned his back.
-Let’s continue training.
* * *
Time passed.
There was a reason why Nephthys selected the crystal necromancer, Meadow, as the person in charge of this camp training.
Although he was highly regarded for his long career in the past war against priests, he loved festivals and parties, and like a vaudeville brother, he was strong in ‘entertainment’.
Class is class, training is training, but during other times, various parties and banquets were constantly held to entertain the 20 students.
During the day, they wore swimsuits and enjoyed swimming in the heated pool installed on the ship, and in the evening, they held a party on board and grilled a barbecue. We even played impromptu games and gave away prizes. The students’ smiling and having fun were filmed with the Memorial Crystal Ball, and will be accessible to members of the Dark Alliance from all over the world through various media.
It was the same today, the fourth day of training camp. Meadow significantly reduced the frequency of classes and training, saying that even in camp, players should rest on the weekends.
-Rest is more important than anything else. I hope this will be a time to prepare your nervous body and mind ahead of the Rune League!
Several Kizen students came out and enjoyed some drinks while enjoying the heated pool on the ship.
“Mmm!”
Meilin, wearing a swimsuit, stretched out as she dipped her legs in the warm water of the swimming pool. Then, without thinking, I looked to the side and covered myself in surprise.
“Wow, surprise! “What is it all of a sudden?”
“What is it? “I’m working.”
Dick said, scribbling down his magic shooting device with tired eyes.
Surprisingly, Dick Hayward was aboard the Crystal.
It turns out that he was hired by Meadow, the crystal necromancer in charge of the event, and that he came in with the task of supporting the students, not as a representative of the Dark Alliance. The story goes that he was introduced to Endolas Vaudeville on the Isle of Loch.
Simon, who was sitting on the sunbed, let out a laugh.
“… … “I thought he had something to hide, but I didn’t expect it to come in like this.”
“ha ha ha! This is easy if you mobilize your network! “Who am I?”
Camivarez, who was playing in the heated pool, also came up smiling.
“I’m glad the four of us ended up coming together like this!”
“then!”
Dick nodded and raised the magic shooting sphere.
“hey! commons! “Don’t take pictures from here!”
Maylin screamed. Dick laughed.
“No, I’m working. What do you mean by not working? If I get 0 mission points, will you take responsibility?”
“It’s none of my business!”
“More than anything, Meadow’s instructions are to make you stars on the continent. Your work is now on the front page of every newspaper, and we are also producing a monthly publication. “It is also your duty as representatives of the Dark Alliance to actively participate in filming.”
Dick clicked, opened the inside of the magic shooting ball, took out the memorial crystal ball that had run out of magic power, and inserted a new memorial crystal ball.
“They’re interviewing right next to me right now.”
“?”
There were two people in charge of the horse power shooting interview.
It was a man named Balinetta, famous as a skilled necromancer and ‘war reporter’. Balinetta was photographing Prince Henrik.
“Prince! “Isn’t it difficult to train together with the people in an unfamiliar environment?”
“Of course.”
Henrik smiled kindly and said.
“It is an honor to represent the Dark Alliance and compete against the Priests of Afnel. This is the field, and status doesn’t matter. I will lead these people to victory.”
“My heart feels warm! Okay, sorry, but I have to ask you a pretty sensitive question! “May I ask your opinion on who out of the 20 people you think will become a regular member?”
“I think four Hound Kids, including me, will definitely be included in the regular group.”
At those words, several Kizen students, including Meilin, frowned and frowned.
“Commander Simon Pollentia, who holds the leadership position here, will definitely get in, and Commander Hector Moore will also have a higher chance than others. “Others will compete for the remaining four spots, but I’m not really interested in who it is.”
“Thank you for those kind words!”
While the reporter and Prince Henrik were chatting in a bright atmosphere, an agitated Mayrin pointed a point at Dick and said,
“hey! commons! Turn it on quickly! “Give me an interview or something!”
“Eh?”
Dick blinked.
“It was already working.”
Shock!
Meilin, whose face got hot, quickly put her hand down and hid it behind her back, and said, ‘Ahaha!’ And she laughed.
“Hello, reporter~ You’ve been diligent since morning. “Oh ho ho!”
A refined voice flowed with liveliness and kindness. As expected, Meilin had a lot of stage experience, so she was strong in front of the public.
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Before Dick could say anything, she put her hand on my chest and struck me.
“I’m a third year at Kizen and the vice president of the student council! And my name is Meilin Villenne, and I’m aiming for the Ivory Tower!”
There was a lot of energy when pronouncing the words vice president and ivory tower owner.
“Ah, yep! Nice to meet you. Vice President Meilin!”
Dick blurted out playfully.
“I understand that you brought your own swimsuit, not borrowed it from here. The swimsuit is quite… … .”
“Are you curious about who you think will be a regular member?”
Meilin was smiling, but her voice was dripping with murder.
In fact, a magic circle was spread out behind Dick, who was holding a magic shooting ball, and an ice pick was aimed at the back of his head. Dick said urgently.
“Well, that’s exactly what I’m curious about! haha… … !”
“The Rune League was originally a duel between Kizen and Afnel. “I don’t know where these new dog bones came from, but there’s no way around it!”
She was speaking loudly as if to be heard. The expressions on the faces of Hound Kids, Craig and Ivy, who were passing by in swimsuits, turned cold.
“I’m a regular 10-seater! I think it will be filled with Kizen students! “Our past two and a half years have been valuable enough to rival any necromancer on the continent!”
The Kizen students in the swimming pool whistled and cheered as if they had been waiting. Even Hector was nodding his head as if it was a natural story.
On the other hand, the expressions on the faces of the Hound Kids, especially Craig Steltshen, were becoming increasingly rotten.
* * *
“That’s what the Keygen guys said?”
In front of the cabin lounge.
Craig Steltshen was talking with the three student council presidents of the three major necromancer schools.
“That’s right.”
Craig brushed away his burning hair.
“Unheard of and unheard of schools like the top 3 schools will never be accepted into the regular ranks. We will fill 10 people with Keygen alone. What did you say like that? “I’m telling you this because I don’t think it’s a good idea to just ignore it because you weren’t there earlier.”
Sierra’s student council president slammed his fist against the wall with an enraged expression, while Moiran’s student council president closed his eyes in drool.
‘… … ‘That’s not what you said, was it?’
Arland’s student council president looked a little puzzled. In fact, he had gone out on deck to get some fresh air and heard the story briefly.
“I think it was Prince Henrik who started the provocation first, and Keygen’s vice president also spoke in response-”
“Does that matter?”
bang!
Sierra’s student council president, who was still angry, punched the wall again.
“It’s true that the Kizen bastards see us as scum!”
“Well, that’s true, but… … .”
All students at the three major necromancer schools had a severe sense of entitlement and inferiority complex.
Aland, Sierra, and Moiran are prestigious, but their status is significantly lower when compared to Kizen. To put it mildly, some people said that the significance of these three schools was simply to provide an opportunity for ‘transfer’ to those who failed the Kizen entrance exam.
In fact, students at the three major necromancer schools worked hardest in their first year, and if they failed to transfer to Keygen in their second year, they would spend the remaining two years weighed down by a sense of defeat and graduate.
It is truly the stigma of a loser.
These three people who became student council presidents had actually attempted the transfer season, but ultimately failed to transfer, so they stayed at the school and became student council presidents. Even though I became the top student at school, the perception of being a ‘loser’ still remained strong in my mind.
When they actually went out, they were respected as having graduated from a fairly elite school, but that fact didn’t really matter. Because the sense of defeat of failing to enter and transfer to Keygen was filled in their heads until the moment they graduated.
“I think you guys would talk well.”
Craig, who knew that very fact, clicked his tongue and spoke.
“We have something in common: we are closer to the kingdom than to the union! Look at the Kizen graduates working in the Kingdom. Even though he earns the country’s money, he still misses his life in Kizen and gets noticed more by the Witch of Death than by the king. “What were the results of such elitism?”
Craig spread his arms.
“They are not able to properly stop the insignificant bastards called the Association and are just being swayed here and there! The Keygen system might have worked in peaceful times, but it is useless in times of crisis like now! The intentions of this rune league are also suspicious. The reason for reviving the obvious tradition of a battle between Keygen and Afnel is probably to maintain the shaky Keygen system. “Because they are weak people.”
“… … “I’m not interested in such political stories.”
Sierra’s student council president said with wide eyes.
“I’m just resentful and annoyed that our school is being ignored like this.”
“Yes, yes. “Whatever the motivation to move, we have to work together.”
Craig held out his hand.
“Just imagine! In a difficult game created by Keygen, there are 4 Hound Kids and 3 from the top 3 royal schools! What if the 7 of us become regular members? “I’m giving Keygen a proper drink!”
This time, the student council president of Moiran, who had been listening quietly, raised his head.
“… … Is that realistically possible? “I also hate those Keygen guys, but I’m sure they have skills.”
“Let’s devise a plan during the training camp and take them down one by one.”
Craig grinned.
“It’s like an unfortunate accident that wasn’t luck.”
After that private conversation, Craig turned and walked away, saying, ‘The prince is calling.’
As he was walking slowly, he looked back at the student council presidents of the three major schools having a discussion, scoffed, and then quickly climbed the stairs.
“It won’t be easy.”
Sierra’s student council president said.
“Once we make each person give up their regular position due to injuries or poor condition… … .”
“excuse me.”
Grumble!
At that moment, a man was walking down the hallway, pushing a cart loaded with all kinds of ingredients. The student council presidents, who thought they were sailors working on the ship, stepped aside.
“Oh, thank you.”
As the man was passing a narrow hallway pulling a pulley, Sierra’s student council president suddenly opened his eyes and said,
“Zetz! “You’re Zetz Simerat, right?”
“hmm?”
The man called Zetsu looked back.
The attire was that of a chef, but underneath was a Kizen school uniform shirt.
Soon, Zetsu also opened his eyes wide.
“Uh, you can’t believe it… … .”
“Ha ha ha ha ha! Of course it’s the Jets! “I can’t believe I’m seeing you in a place like this!”
Jets Simerat was a former transfer student from Sierra and a third-year student at Kizen who had moved to support work at Meadow with Dick.
If Dick was assisting with filming, Jets was assisting with cooking. Zetsu scratched her head.
“… … A long time. I guess you ended up becoming the student council president? congratulations.”
“thanks. But Zetsu, why are you working here?”
“Oh, that’s it.”
Jets talked about the situation.
After the midterm exam, I was looking for a mission with a high score on Keygen, and Dick suggested that I join him on a rune league support mission. After much thought, Zetsu agreed.
“It’s like a part-time job. While doing various chores, I go out in case of an emergency to help or protect the players. “I like it because it’s comfortable and the mission points are high.”
At this very moment, Student Council President Sierra’s heart began to pound.
The feeling is amazing.
“Why did you leave the Sierra if you were just going to do odd jobs here? Jets.”
It was a feeling of superiority.
The evil emotions stimulated by the story Craig had just told me burst out in a strange form the moment I saw Zetsu.
In fact, Jets had better grades than him throughout his first year and successfully beat him to transfer to Keygen. I can’t believe he’s like this now!
“Look at me! “You stayed firmly in Sierra and became one of the 20 people representing the continent!”
Sierra’s student council president’s mouth twitched.
“What about you on the other hand? I’m just in charge of chores! You’re ruining things like mission points just to graduate from Keygen! “A single moment of choice can make such a big difference!”
“… … .”
Zetsu sighed and said with an expressionless face.
“Why are you so broken? you.”
Wahahaha!
Sierra’s student council president laughed as if she couldn’t breathe.
“You’re the one doing the chores that’s broken, dude! “I am the 20 representative of the coalition!”
“calm down.”
The other two student council presidents stopped him by pulling him out of his excitement. Zetsu didn’t seem to care much, and instead looked at Sierra’s student council president with pitiful eyes, then turned her head and drove away with her cart.
“Pretending to be calm just because you’ve had Kizen for a year is the same! “You also laughed at us for failing to transfer, calling us losers, right?”
Sierra’s student council president shouted into the back of Zetsu’s head.
“But look at the reality now!”
* * *
Rune League representatives received various classes and training on their way to the Holy Federation, and often even performed missions entrusted to them by the Dark Federation.
Same thing this time too.
The ship had now crossed over to the neutral zone beyond the territorial waters of the Dark Alliance.
“Let the mission begin.”
In addition to training and classes, the 20 students also had to perform assessment-based tasks.
“We will divide into three teams, one team of three randomly named people, and set off for the sea. “The student whose name is being called, please come forward!”
Meadow opened her mouth.
“Xenaar, Jules Vincere, Haims Psylocke.”
Finally, my name was called.
Sierra’s student council president walked forward with a stern expression.
‘Show me! ‘I’ll show you!’
He clenched his fists.
‘Sierra’s pride!’
“… … .”
And Zetsu was watching him from afar with a frown.
“hey.”
At that time, Dick came over and gave Zetsu a friendly tap on the shoulder.
“What’s going on?”
Dick’s eyes twinkled nervously.
As if he were someone who would be in big trouble if something didn’t happen.
