Return of the Iron-blood Sword Hound Chapter 143

Episode 143 The Villain’s Identity (3)

Another new day dawned.

At 6:00 in the morning, the students wake up rubbing their eyes at the sound of the trumpet and head to the playground in front of the dormitory building.

Divide the playground in half, one for women and one for men. All gray sweats.

They imitated the gymnastic movements of the instructor standing in front of them and threw the rest of their sleep into the cold dawn air.

After the gymnastics is over, the students scatter.

Some go to sleep, some head straight to the bathroom, and some head straight to the restaurant.

In the case of female students, there were also those who went straight into the long journey of makeup.

The academy’s public baths were well-equipped, and there were cold baths, hot baths, and even a sauna.

Passing through a changing room that smells like feet somewhere, soaking in hot water, and warming up in the early morning air, not only does your sleep run away, but your appetite also revives.

Since Bikir and Piggy are roommates, they head to the bathroom right after the gymnastics is over.

“Oh, the air is too cold at this time of day. Please don’t make me do gymnastics in the morning. If I sleep a little more during that time, I think my brain can be more active… … .”

Piggy, who sleeps a lot in the morning, grunts like a person whose body is breaking down every gym session.

Bikir read such piggies and headed to the bathhouse.

Then, seeing Bikir and Piggy, the two of them waved happily.

This was also Tudor and Sancho who shared the same room.

“hey! Bikir, Piggy. You came to the bathroom today as well.”

“that’s right. The shower is empty only when you come right after gymnastics. After breakfast, you have to stand in line in front of the shower.”

Tudor and Sancho follow Bikir right into the shower and into the hot tub.

“What are you guys going to do after taking a bath? Rice right?”

“I have no appetite today, so I’m going to skip it. I should go straight to the lecture building and do the assignments I missed.”

“I will sleep some more and go to eat right before the restaurant closes. At that time, you can eat a lot of leftover side dishes. But what’s for today’s side dish?”

Piggy, Tudor and Sancho have an in-depth discussion about how to use their morning hours.

Then Bikir said a word.

“I’m going to eat right away.”

Bikir is always the same pattern.

He doesn’t change his plans based on other people’s schedules and always walks his own way.

Piggy, Tudor, and Sancho also nodded after thinking for a while.

“Then I’ll go eat too.”

“hmm. Come to think of it, if I skip meals, I’ll be hungry until lunch. Me too!”

“is it. Are you going to eat right away? If so, I must follow. Because it is delicious to eat together.”

Bikir’s constant lifestyle was gradually becoming a standard for his friends around him.

whether consciously or unconsciously.

By exactly 10 minutes, Bikir got out of the bath, took a shower, and left the bathhouse.

Piggy, Tudor, and Sancho did the same.

Leaving the bathroom, Tudor tilted his head.

“It’s rare.”

“what?”

Sancho asked, and Tudor replied with a grin.

“Bikir, that guy. When we are together, I naturally stand next to him.”

“is it?”

“yes. It’s like looking at a dependable guide, no, older brother. Is it because I don’t have an older brother in the family?”

“but. That guy always moves like a machine. If we move together, I think it’s good because I can keep my daily pace. It deserves to be imitated.”

“I want to get to know him a little more, but he’s such a hard guy. He doesn’t give up easily.”

“Time will tell. We’ll see each other for the next four years.”

It was the same with Piggy listening to the conversation between Tudor and Sancho.

‘Bikir is so amazing.’

The guy who wants to be friends with Tudor of the Donquixote family, who has a high level of skill, and even Sancho, a scholarship student from the Northern Mercenary Guild.

He even studies well and is popular with women.

His heart was warm enough to help him when he was struggling at the talent show.

Piggy thought she was very lucky to be roommates with such a guy.

‘I have to be a good roommate so that Bikir feels lucky to have met me!’

Just when Piggy is making a promise to herself inwardly.

“hey. Piggy.”

Bikir, who had been walking at a constant pace in front of me, suddenly stopped and turned around.

Then Tudor and Sancho, who were walking beside him, stopped and looked back.

“Yes?”

Piggy asked, a bit flustered, and Vikir gestured towards Piggy.

“Why are you coming from so far back? walk a little faster We were supposed to do the morning class assignment together.”

Bikir glanced beside her and said.

In an instant, Piggy’s expression brightened.

“huh! I’ll go! My leg hurts for a while… … .”

“leg? Where are you hurt?”

“no! It doesn’t hurt anymore!”

Piggy sprinted up and stood next to Vikir with a proud expression on his face.

Then Tudor and Sancho also say a word to Piggy.

“Did your leg hurt while doing gymnastics? Where are you sick?”

“Even minor injuries should not be underestimated. I’ll share some of the herbal juice I brought from the north. It is an ointment that is effective even for fractures.”

Piggy smiled brightly, saying she was fine with the worries of her two new friends.

Something, a groundless confidence that he could do well over the next four years was sprouting in Piggy’s heart.

* * *

Then, after taking a bath, we go to the restaurant to have breakfast.

Bread and cereal, roasted corn and pineapple, and some blanched vegetables.

Sausages, chicken, fried eggs, and grilled octopus legs were also available, but few people ate in earnest in the morning.

There was no separation between men and women in the cafeteria, but in general, first-year boys and girls tended to sit far apart from each other.

After breakfast, Bikir headed straight to the lecture hall.

Piggy, Tudor, and Sancho walk side by side next to Bikir.

at that time.

Tudor suddenly stopped and called for Bikir.

“uh? wait for a sec. Hey Bikir! Is this the way to the central staircase? We can’t go because it’s a passage only for professors and 4th graders!”

“… … .”

Bikir already knew that.

but.

‘I’ll have to find the least crowded road so I can use it when I leave the academy at night and come back.’

For strategic reasons, Bikir was going through every aisle in every building in the academy.

Thanks to that, I was able to figure out almost all the building structures in the academy even though it was the beginning of the semester.

of course.

“Beep! freshmen there! Why not use the central staircase!?”

As such, there were many disadvantages in terms of lifestyle scores.

Before long, the face of the one who warned Bikir came closer.

Dolores Rune Quo Vadis. Her student council president found Bikir and punished her.

Dolores, who looked at Bikir’s face with shaggy bangs and horn-rimmed glasses, put her hands on her waist as if she was amazed.

“Bikir. Is it you again?”

“sorry. Because it is long.”

“This central staircase is where professors and pre-graduate seniors conduct research. How many times have I told you that not only quietness is the default, but there are also many experimental areas that require confidentiality or are very dangerous, so freshmen are prohibited from passing?”

“sorry.”

“There is no such thing as a club junior. It’s a penalty.”

Dolores wrote down Vikir’s penalty points and the reasons behind them in the magic log.

<Bikir-life attitude score (deduction factor)>

-Using the emergency exit on the 3rd grade floor of the dormitory building -1 point

-Entrance to the 4th grade exclusive area at the gymnasium – 1 point

-Using the central stairs on the 1st floor of the Deadly Poison Experiment Building – 1 point

-Entrance to the smoking area of ​​the Experimental Mamul Breeding Center -1 point

-Using the central stairs on the 6th floor of the professor’s lab – 1 point

– Use the central staircase on the 3rd floor of the training room dedicated to fever donation – 1 point

-Entrance outside of the fitness room available hours – 1 point

-Entrance to the restricted area except for officials next to the food warehouse of the cafeteria – 1 point

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.

The penalty points are already piling up.

Dolores looked at it and opened her mouth in amazement.

“… … Aren’t you a very bad-behaved child?”

Then Piggy, Tudor, and Sancho, who were frightened, stepped forward and apologized to Dolores instead.

“Sin, sorry! We should have told you!”

“Oh, because this guy is way too long.”

“From now on, we will take care of you. hey. You, when did you get so many penalty points… … .”

Everyone turned to Bikir and winked as if to lower their heads.

But Dolores seemed unwilling to let go of her friends’ pleas.

“no. The penalty point is over the limit. Bikir, you have to go on compulsory volunteer work this weekend.”

I’ve already done it a few times over the weekend when it comes to campus volunteering.

I don’t know why, but it was because of Professor Morgue Banshee’s hatred.

but. Dolores punished Bikir a bit unexpectedly.

“If the penalty points are at a certain level, I will finish it with school volunteers… … you do too much If you’re a lazy guy with a bad attitude towards life like you, you won’t come to your senses from volunteering in the school.”

“… … then.”

“Then what! You are out-of-town service!”

After hearing Dolores’ words, Piggy, Tudor, and Sancho put their hands on their faces.

Bikir eventually crossed the irreversible river.

Everyone looked back at Bikir with pity.

out-of-town service.

It’s not at the level of volunteering on campus, like cleaning the bathroom on the weekend or serving meals in the cafeteria.

They had to go to facilities outside the academy, such as hospitals, monasteries, or nurseries, and do all the dirty work throughout the holidays.

Coincidentally, this weekend is a period of about 10 days of golden holidays due to weekend holidays, school anniversary, and Easter events.

Unfortunately, Bikir was sentenced to forced service during this period.

“Do volunteer work for over a week and reflect on yourself. If you’re lucky, the penalty points can be reset according to the evaluation of the chiefs on the last day.”

Dolores looked up and down Vikir with a cold gaze, then turned and walked away.

Tudor and Sancho looked back at Bikir and offered words of comfort.

“Looks like you got stuck in your hatred because of the club work the other day. Cheer up dude.”

“Are you talking about the conviction that the night hound is a villain? Personally, Bikir, I support your opinion. The saintess’ reaction is difficult to understand.”

On the other hand, Piggy said in a tone that sounded sorry.

“Bikir. I’ll let you know where you should go for your off-campus volunteering this time. You need to know where you are going to prepare your mind.”

Piggy still has a lot of information.

So, this time, I knew where the academy’s problem children or failing students would go to do volunteer work.

“The place you will be going this time is ‘Indulgentia Nursery School’.”

“Indulgentia Nursery School?”

When Bikir, Tudor, and Sancho asked, Piggy nodded.

“It’s an orphanage managed by the Indulgentia family, a branch of the Quodavis family. There, the head of the nursery school is the founder of the childcare foundation and at the same time serves as an outside instructor for the academy.”

“The nursery manager? Who is that?”

When Vikir asked in a serious tone, Piggy tilted her head once and then answered.

“Quilt Rune Indulgentia. I am the head of the Quo Vadis family, the Indulgentia family.”

The moment he heard that, Bikir’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Quality. The head of the Indulgentia family.

He was a man whose name could be identified several times in the report sent by Sindi Wendy earlier.

It was Bikir’s next assassination target.