1 Second Invincibility in the Game Chapter 205

Novel: 1 Second Invincibility in the Game Author: 젤리포 Updated: Jun 19, 2026

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Now reading: Chapter 205 from 1 Second Invincibility in the Game, a Adventure novel by 젤리포.

When the man with slicked-back hair opened his eyes nacingly, Scarlett’s nearby main characters stepped in to restrain him.

“Senior Maros, let’s stop here.”

“Right. If you cause any trouble here, you’ll get scolded.”

Despite the clean-cut man and woman trying to dissuade him, Maros didn’t seem inclined to back down.

However, that only lasted a mont.

When the man gripping his shoulder applied pressure, Maros’s expression quickly returned to a calm one.

“Ahem, well, that’s true. Hey, blue eyes, watch your mouth next ti.”

Maros feigned composure as he glanced at us sideways.

He seed to be scanning for any familiar faces.

“Hmm, Kerndel’s absence can be explained by graduation, but I thought ldon would be here. Strange.”

“ldon?”

When I asked, Maros gave a puzzled look.

“You know, the Ten Elites. Your rankings are based on that, aren’t they? Don’t tell you don’t know?”

Ah, the second-year student defeated by Erucel, the forr mber of the Ten Elites.

So his na was ldon…

At that mont, Erucel puffed out his chest as if he were about to brag insensitively.

“Ah, ldon?”

I quickly kicked his shin to shut him up.

“That guy—ugh!”

“ldon is dead. He succumbed to a mysterious illness and died suddenly.”

There was no benefit in revealing that we defeated him with skill. At this mont, they needed to see us as nothing more than unworthy bugs unworthy of their attention.

Just stepping stones to crush underfoot…

Fortunately, Maros seed to believe my bold lie.

“ldon’s dead? That’s unfortunate. We had a bit of a connection.”

“Apparently, he caught sothing during the magic field training. It shows how harsh the Frost Heart environnt is. They don’t even have a proper dical system.”

“Hmph, that aside, I see a mismatch in status. Instead of this arrogant loudmouth, have your leader co forward to handle this.”

By “leader,” he ant the student council president.

Our side’s eyes naturally turned to .

Maros blinked incredulously.

“…Hmm, he looks vicious, but he must have deep faith.”

The Frost Heart student council president traditionally ca from the Church of the Sun.

Maros, knowing this fact, seed to mistake for soone from that background.

Feigning sorrow, I shook my head.

“The student council is dead too. It was truly a dreadful plague. Though it did make becoming president easier for .”

“What? That’s hard to believe.”

So this is how he views a student council president?

At least he’s not a complete fool.

To make my story more convincing, I tied ldon’s death to the epidemic.

“It started with caring for ldon.”

“Hmm, a contagious disease? Well, I suppose if it’s Ders, that would make sense. He did care about students.”

As I was about to get away with it, Maros narrowed his eyes and asked directly.

“So you’re the student council president, are you? What’s your na?”

“Hersel Ben Tenest.”

When I revealed my na, his expression hardened.

“Hersel? And Tenest, at that… Don’t tell , that scoundrel?”

Maros scanned us again, his gaze lingering longest on Mircel.

He looked at him enviously for a mont before scoffing.

“A group like this, with only one notable mber, has such a leader?”

Seizing the mont, I got to the point.

“I’ll overlook your insolence. In exchange, would you allow us to observe your practice match?”

The main purpose of the field trip was undoubtedly the practice match.

Valiant, having decided to showcase their strength, generously offered participants the chance to experience their prowess firsthand in sparring matches.

Of course, it was customary for participants not to allow competitors to observe such matches. However, Frost Heart was the exception.

Unexpectedly, Maros’s expression twisted in displeasure.

“How dare a nobody like you criticize my attitude?”

I had generously overlooked his rudeness, yet he turned out to be quite the petty man.

I had no choice but to bow my head.

After all, we were the ones making a request here.

“If you don’t want to, forget it. We’ll just leave.”

As I swiftly turned my back, Leana whispered in a small voice.

“Are we really going to leave just like this?”

I raised my voice just enough for them to hear.

“Do you really think it’s worth watching? Just one glance at this year’s Scarlet, and they already look weak. Let’s go check out Everblaze instead.”

“Huh? But since we’re already here, wouldn’t it be better to see everything…?”

“It’s obvious they’re weaker than Everblaze anyway. If you’re really curious, just observe their most incompetent mber. That’ll give you an idea of their average skill level.”

The fact that they had pushed to resort to such petty tricks made feel like I had lost one percent of my pride.

But the trade-off was worth it.

“What did you just say?”

Maros’s chilling voice cut through the air, followed by the playable characters from Scarlett chiming in.

“You think we’re below Everblaze?”

“That was quite an outrageous remark.”

Scarlett and Everblaze had been bitter rivals for as long as history could rember.

Even during the academies’ founding period, there were endless disputes over land, and they had constantly vied to prove who was superior.

The animosity was so deeply ingrained that even the principals, who changed every few years, carried on the tradition of rivalry, passing it down naturally to the students.

“If you don’t believe , go ask Everblaze yourselves. I only repeated what I heard from them.”

“W-Wait, you actually t them?”

“I did. We requested permission to observe their matches, and they seed quite open to it.”

Of course, that was a complete lie.

“Heh… So it was true. They really did say you lot would just run away.”

Adding a sneer for effect, I drove the nail in deeper, making their faces flush red with anger.

Maros, fueled by rage, clenched his teeth and redirected his hostility towards his own team.

“I’ll prove Everblaze are nothing but amateurs. If you want to watch, be there on ti.”

Now that the roles were reversed, I lazily tilted my head as if I had lost interest.

“Ugh, now it feels like a hassle. But if you really want to co, at least prepare so snacks. Otherwise, I’m not going.”

“You arrogant bastard…!”

“Oh, by the way, Everblaze ntioned they have dried fruits. Apparently, it’s a regional specialty. But Scarlet… hmm, I suppose you guys don’t have anything like that?”

By expanding the rivalry to a regional level, I stirred them up even further.

Scarlet’s main figures imdiately started boasting about their local specialties.

“We have them too!”

“That’s right! Scarlet’s empire-renowned dairy farms produce the finest cheese made from specially bred cows.”

“That’s not all! Our free-range beef jerky has a rich aroma unlike any other!”

Only then did I clap my hands and flash a satisfied grin.

“I’ll look forward to it.”

With our business with them concluded, we moved on.

Next target: Everblaze.

Using a similar thod to provoke them would make negotiations much easier.

As we walked away, I overheard whispers behind .

“At one point, I thought we’d lost our chance, but it turned out to be surprisingly easy…”

“It’s thanks to his reputation as a troublemaker. When your first impression is bad, even rudeness starts to seem natural.”

“Oh, I didn’t quite get what Hersel ant when he first suggested this, but now I understand.”

Led by Rix and Bellman, the others chid in with similar remarks.

“I’ve known my brother for a while now—he’s surprisingly useful in monts like this.”

“No, Mircel, Brother wasn’t acting. I know firsthand.”

“If Erucel were my younger brother, I would’ve hit him a lot. And that’s not just because he’s a troublemaker.”

“…You insolent brat.”

What the hell are they even talking about?

***

Our negotiations with Everblaze also wrapped up smoothly.

Unlike Maros, the student council president of Scarlet, they scrutinized us with more suspicion.

But persuading them wasn’t difficult at all.

“The entire student council was wiped out by an epidemic?”

-That’s right.

-Let’s say that’s true. But how did soone like you—a re scoundrel—beco the student council president?

Fitting the reputation, I casually threw an arm around Leana and Edina’s shoulders, then conveyed a ssage to Aslay with just one line.

-Aslay, that guy’s mouth is unpleasant to look at. Don’t you want to fix it sowhere quiet? So his tone becos more charming.

-Did you secure your position through money and threats?

Our family is wealthy.

And Hersel is the leader of a gang called Lethe.

When I hinted at the secrets behind how I dominated the academy, Everblaze dropped their suspicion.

-Scarlett promised to serve their regional specialties like cheese and jerky. You should prepare sothing too.

-W-what? That’s the snack we brought for ourselves! Don’t be ridiculous.

-Ah, my mistake. I didn’t an to take even a flea’s liver.

And that concluded the persuasion.

Today marked the start of the practice matches.

The first day was Everblaze.

With ti to spare, I pulled out a sheet of parchnt in my room.

It was inscribed with unfamiliar symbols and intricate formulas—magic I had specifically requested to learn from Rockefeller’s grimoire.

-Interesting. You’ve chosen sothing utterly useless from the start.

-That depends on how the caster utilizes it.

I had been training continuously since learning magic from Rockefeller and coming to Valiant.

This spell, however, was particularly challenging.

While Hetherson’s Inventory Magic was well-docunted and easy to grasp, this one differed entirely, from its symbols to its interpretation formulas.

Thanks to Rockefeller’s insights, I managed to get a foothold.

Although it required considerable ti to master, its value was undeniable.

Because this magic wasn’t just a spell—it was…

-Said to affect not only magic but also authority. I’m unclear on that part, though. It likely refers to mystery. But I would need to possess sothing like that in the first place.

It was a spell capable of influencing one’s innate traits.

“Hah…”

I concentrated so hard that my back was drenched in sweat.

Drops of sweat dripped from my staff, and Donatan asked,

“Did it work this ti?”

Clenching my fist, I grinned.

“Finally, it did.”

Though I hadn’t completely mastered it, I could now use it.

Feeling the warmth of the etched formula in my core, I headed for the shower.

By the ti I was done, it was already ti.

“It’s about ti to get moving.”

Gathering in the lobby as agreed, Limberton asked,

“Hey, Hersel, doesn’t the match format seem a bit strange?”

He unfolded a record of last year’s matchups, showing who fought whom.

And here I thought it was sothing serious.

“Why does Valiant only compete in one match?”

“Because they won the last Integrated Tournant. It’s a form of respect.”

Valiant only participated in the finals.

The other four academies competed against each other.

For example, if Frost Heart won in the first round, they’d face the winner of another match.

Winning again ant progressing to the finals. Losing confird third place.

The remaining fourth and fifth places were determined by a match between the first-round losers.

“Think of it this way: a win in the first round guarantees third place, a second-round win ans second place, and winning all three rounds gets you the championship.”

Limberton nodded in understanding.

“Then should we apply to observe Wisdom as well?”

“Probably.”

Most agreed with Limberton, though observing Wisdom wasn’t truly necessary.

Having played in Asares multiple tis, I already knew the matchups.

Frost Heart’s first opponent was Scarlett.

With third place as my primary goal, everything else was irrelevant—except for Everblaze, given their rivalry with Scarlett and my knowledge of how to deal with them.

Still, I’d have to apply to observe Wisdom.

Voicing my modest goal of third place would infuriate my peers, and I lacked a good excuse not to observe.

“We’ll handle Wisdom after today’s observation. Let’s get going.”

Navigating past the solemn academy buildings, we arrived at the training hall’s door.

Standing prominently were statues of knights crossing swords.

The na of this place was Arcadia Hall.

I stepped inside, leaving behind the familiar scenery of Valiant’s grounds.

The Everblaze student council president approached, making his presence known.

“You lot can watch from over there.”

He pointed to a table draped with a tablecloth, baskets exuding a rich fruit aroma.

-They really prepared sothing.

Tomorrow, perhaps, there would be fine ats and cheese.