I Became the Academy’s Final Boss Chapter 13

Chapter 13

The next morning, right after I submitted my application to join the Student Council.

I received a ssage from the Student Council, telling to co for an interview after school tomorrow.

Park Siwoo walked up to .

Judging by his bright expression, it seed he had received the sa ssage as I did.

“They told to co for an interview at the Student Council today.”

He showed his phone proudly.

“ too.”

“For real? Guess they haven’t noticed that you sleep through class every day.”

I snorted at his words.

After talking with Park Siwoo for the first ti yesterday, I realized he was a better guy than I thought.

How should I put it—he had great chemistry with people.

There was never a shortage of others around him.

He was like a human capybara.

Well, with his good looks, brains, and athletic ability—not to ntion a pleasant personality—there was no way he wouldn’t be popular.

As we were chatting, Helena Raiders, who had just arrived, ca into view.

She naturally sat next to and asked nonchalantly,

“I didn’t think you had any friends. I thought you were just a loner.”

Her tone was sharper than usual.

“Don’t tell you’re still sulking about yesterday?”

“……I’m not.”

She sharply turned her head away, avoiding my gaze.

She was sulking.

“But Helena, you’re not really in a position to talk, are you?”

“What did you just say?”

“I an, co on. You don’t have any friends besides either.”

“Who said you’re my friend?”

“What, we’re not? Then that ans I have a friend here, and you don’t… so you’re the real loner.”

Helena glared at with dagger-like eyes.

But since she didn’t say anything back, it seed I had hit a nerve.

Finding the exchange amusing, Park Siwoo suddenly burst into laughter.

“What’s so funny?”

“I kinda felt it yesterday too, but you two are really close, huh?”

“Don’t go pairing up with that person.”

Helena snapped back at him, her voice raised.

Seeing her reaction, Park Siwoo laughed again and shrugged. “Alright, alright.” Then he returned to his seat.

Not long after, Instructor Kang Jae-seok walked into the classroom.

“Everyone’s here except one. I have an announcent. This afternoon, we’ll be conducting the weapon selection. Once lunch is over, gather at Hanul Hall.”

The instructor’s words stirred excitent among the cadets.

Finally, it seed like real classes were about to begin.

And understandably so.

For the past few days, all we’d done were dull theory lessons or physical training drills.

Weapon selection, huh.

It was, quite literally, the process of choosing the weapon I’d use from now on.

It was a pretty important event, as it determined the direction of one’s growth. Depending on the weapon chosen, a player received a growth-weight bonus.

The problem was… I still hadn’t decided what weapon to use.

Unlike other Playable Characters, this character didn’t have a designated main weapon.

Thanks to the skill 【Weapon Mastery】, I could handle any weapon proficiently.

On top of that, through the demon’s authority of the 【Dark Relic】, I could even create any weapon I needed—so I never really had to worry about this.

But skipping the Academy’s main weapon setup and losing out on the weight bonus event seed like a waste.

Besides, according to the Academy’s training curriculum, cadets had to choose a main weapon.

I turned on my phone and checked my status window.

【Status Window】

【Na: Yoo Sung-woo】

【Age: 17】

【Title: Hidden Player, A-Rank Villain Devil Knight】

【Stats】

【Strength: 32 Endurance: 40 Agility: 37】

【Intelligence: 16 Luck: 9 Magic Power: 34】

【Special Stat】

【Resistance: 72】

【Skills: 【Lamb】 (SS), Asura Divine Art 1-Star (S), Weapon Mastery (A)】

It was a flawless, evenly distributed, hexagonal stat chart.

If my stats leaned heavily toward one side, I could’ve at least chosen a weapon that fit them.

I guess I’d have to decide based on the character’s identity.

Right now, I was playing the double role of a Villain and a Hero within the Academy—a double agent. One misstep could give them a reason to suspect .

To minimize suspicion, I needed to draw a clear line between Devil Knight and Yoo Sung-woo.

The Devil Knight was a stylish fighter who used the demon’s authority and multiple weapons with masterful precision.

So Yoo Sung-woo, within the Academy, should display a completely opposite fighting style.

In fact, I already had sothing in mind.

A Fist King build centered on the Asura Divine Art.

It was what players often called a “gimmick build.”

Decent durability and regeneration, but lackluster attack power.

Its only weapon was a pair of close-combat gauntlets, and there were restrictions on armor weight.

Because of that, the build relied heavily on skills—sothing only eccentric players who liked self-imposed challenges would pick.

But I had my reasons for considering this build.

The Fist Build, under certain conditions, was theoretically the strongest build.

In Beco a Hero, playing with penalties ca with high-risk, high-reward chanics.

For example, players who fought without armor or weapons would receive additional stat points every level.

Considering how hard it was to earn stat points in the later stages, that was a huge advantage.

With twice as many stats as other characters, I’d have overwhelming specs and raw power.

And if I paired those stats with a skill whose power scaled with them—

It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call it the strongest build of all.

Of course, this build ca with several problems.

First, it only truly shined in the late ga, once stats were sufficiently inflated.

In the early stages, everyone leveled up at about the sa pace, and small stat differences could be overco through weapon or skill choice.

On top of that, given Beco a Hero’s brutal difficulty, raising a character all the way through the late ga with penalties active was nearly impossible.

The second issue was finding the right skill to fully capitalize on those inflated stats.

No matter how high your stats were, without a matching skill, the build was dood to fail.

That’s why most players only dabbled in the gimmick build early on, then switched to a main weapon once a good skill dropped mid-to-late ga.

However…

Just as I was deep in thought, Instructor Kang Jae-seok’s booming voice echoed across the room.

“Cadet Yoo Sung-woo! It’s assembly ti. Put that phone away!”

“Sorry, sir.”

I could hear the other cadets snickering around , but I ignored them.

Right now, what mattered most to was refining my build.

Alright.

This might actually work.

The morning classes passed, and it was soon lunchti.

For the past few days, I’d been eating lunch with Helena, but she must’ve been truly sulking after I teased her earlier—she told to eat with my friend Park Siwoo instead.

She was more petty than I expected.

When I returned to the classroom after lunch, Helena was sitting alone at her desk, reading a book. Judging by her expression, I wasn’t sure if she’d even eaten.

Surely, she hadn’t skipped lunch… right?

I was considering whether I should buy her so bread when Park Siwoo called out to .

“Sung-woo, let’s go change.”

I nodded and pulled my gym uniform out of my bag.

At that mont, Helena glanced over at .

She was mumbling sothing under her breath—clearly, she had sothing to say.

“What are you doing? Co on, let’s go.”

Park Siwoo, waiting by the classroom door, called out impatiently.

Helena’s expression stiffened; she looked flustered.

Then she suddenly called out to .

“Didn’t you say you had to stop by the infirmary?”

“The infirmary? Where’d that co from all of a sudden?”

Her face twisted as she awkwardly gestured toward her own body.

“You said it yourself before. During the orientation—you needed to go to the infirmary because of your injury.”

“Did I?”

“Yes. You said your body shouldn’t get any scars.”

Pfft.

Understanding what she was trying to do, I couldn’t help but laugh.

She was clearly trying to stop from going with Park Siwoo—worried he might see the scars on my body. So she ca up with that ridiculous excuse.

“What’s so funny all of a sudden?”

I slowly walked up to her and whispered so only she could hear.

“Were you… worried about ? That my scars might show?”

Honestly, I expected her to blush and get defensive—just like when I’d teased her for being a loner.

But instead, Helena looked at seriously.

“Your scars could beco nothing more than a reason for others to mock you.”

“You really think Park Siwoo’s that kind of guy?”

“Maybe not. But you never know.”

I felt a pang of guilt for teasing soone who was genuinely worried about .

“Thanks for worrying. I’ll buy you so bread later, okay? You haven’t eaten, have you?”

Helena shook her head and replied.

“Who said I’m doing this for bread? So what are you going to do?”

“You didn’t eat because you were sulking, right?”

“I wasn’t! And stop changing the subject—what’s your plan?”

At her insistence, I rolled up my uniform sleeve and showed her.

Under my white dress shirt was a layer of black sportswear covering my skin.

It wasn’t that I didn’t care about my scars—I just didn’t see any reason to show them off to anyone.

And the solution had been surprisingly simple.

Just wear an undershirt.

Seeing that, Helena finally relaxed and nodded.

“Now you can rest easy, Mom?”

“Who are you calling Mom? Just go change already.”

Leaving Helena behind, I followed Park Siwoo to the locker room.

He pressed for details about what had taken so long, but I didn’t answer.

There was no reason to mock soone who had genuinely worried about .

Eventually, we arrived at Hanul Hall, where the weapon selection would take place.

Hanul Hall was an empty, white gymnasium—so vast it looked like a massive movie set.

After a while, the class bell rang, and Instructor Kang Jae-seok entered.

“As I ntioned this morning, today you’ll be selecting your main weapon. Most of you already have a weapon you’re used to, but I encourage you to try different ones—you might discover a hidden talent.”

When he tapped on the tablet in his hand, a chanical hum filled the air, and one side of the gym wall began to open.

Beyond it lay countless weapons of every type imaginable.

The cadets gasped in awe.

“Once you’ve chosen your main weapon, you won’t be able to change it until next sester, so choose carefully.”

With that warning, the cadets shouted their acknowledgnt and rushed toward the display wall.

Everyone seed incredibly excited.

They chattered like children with new toys, grabbing and swinging the weapons one after another.

I, too, began to examine the weapons lined up on the racks.

Of course, I had already decided on my main weapon long ago.

But I couldn’t just report it to the instructor right away.

Whether he’d accept my choice was another matter entirely.

No weapons, no armor—if anything, he might think I was rebelling.

Still, I had to do it.

Right now, my setup was perfectly optimized for the Fist Build.

The first problem with that build was surviving the early ga.

But with my stats averaging 35 in Strength, Agility, and Endurance, there was no reason to worry.

Considering that most Playable Characters started with stats under 10, my survival chances were more than guaranteed.

The second problem was having the right skill.

I already had that covered too—with the Asura Divine Art, a technique personally taught to by my master, the Heavenly Demon.

And it was an S-rank skill.

Since SS-rank skills were only obtainable through late-ga awakening events in Beco a Hero, S-rank was effectively the highest tier a player could normally achieve.

In other words, the ultimate Fist Build that no one could ever complete in-ga was now possible with this character.

As other cadets began reporting their chosen weapons to Instructor Kang Jae-seok one by one, I also stepped forward.

He looked at and asked,

“So, Cadet Yoo Sung-woo. What did you choose for your main weapon?”

There was a strange hint of anticipation in his tone.

“I chose unard combat.”

“What?”

“I won’t be selecting any weapon.”

Instructor Kang Jae-seok’s face twisted like that of a furious Yaksha.