I was bound to be a little more nervous about the peaceful S class students than I thought.
It was said that the number of students in Class A who went to the principal office to question my existence in Class S had already exceeded ten. It did not matter to people that they could not get here, instead, they were having hard ti convincing themselves that a trash student like was in S class.
But, the surprising thing was that they all got the sa answer.
'Baek Yu-Seol deserves to attend Class S.'
That's right.
So I had decided to take it easy. To be honest, Class F was full of idiots. As long as I am living again, I want to sit in the S class.
Of course, I wonder if it was going to be as easy as it seed...
Every class placent depended on the rank of each test. There were tis when F class students succeeded in climbing back up to A, and on the contrary, there were tis when genius students fell from A to F.
There was no exception in class S. However, once one co up to class S, it was very rare to go down again.
Co to think of it, there was one male student who stayed in Class A all the ti in the ga and barely made it to Class S later. I could not recall his na, but I did rember he was not a particularly impressive guy.
Anyway, in the midst of silence as we observed each other, I took out a small box from my pocket and opened it.
[Stella's Pocket Watch]
A watch that proved the identity of student in Stella, the most prestigious magic academy. It was a very special item that was treated much higher than any other magic warrior identification.
Did I say that if I had this, I would receive great treatnt? It wasn't sothing I earned with my efforts, but I still felt proud.
After such a short ti passed, forty students gathered in the classroom. There were only 40 people in the auditorium, which could easily accommodate two hundred people, so it felt sowhat empty.
At exactly eight o'clock, the front door of the classroom opened and soone entered.
It was Lee Hanwol, the professor in charge of Class S. With just his appearance, the air cald down. In the overwhelming atmosphere, so students gulped nervously.
With dark skin, countless scars smudged all over his face, and his massive body full of muscles, he seed like he would kill soone.
So, it was difficult to make eye contact properly.
"Nice to et you all. I am Lee Hanwol."
No explanation was needed.
A 7th-class magic warrior, Lee Hanwol.
His reputation was resounding. He led almost hopeless battles to victory in nurous battlefields and dungeons, and rumors spread that the number of Dark Demons he successfully hunted reached four digits.
When it cos to the 'Combat Mages', they were treated like savages until 500 years ago. Magic was mostly academic, and it depicted the image of a scholar who sat at a desk and studied elegantly.
But, it was different in modern tis. It was an era where combat mages despised scholarly ones.
In this world, even now, the Dark Demons were constantly opening the gates by drilling holes in reality, and the mages were blocking them.
Therefore, it was natural that the professor in charge of S-Class was Lee Hanwol.
It could be seen that the mages in the Stella ca to learn how to fight.
Lee Hanwol's eyes slowly examined each students, and finally, they t with mine.
"... A lot of outstanding students are gathered here. And, a very unusual student."
The forr would refer to students other than , and the latter sentence was ant for . Unless one was an idiot, he should have understood.
Either way, I accepted Lee Hanwol's gaze with ease.
"As you all know, this is an academy that trains combat mages. As so-called 'magic warriors', you will go through advanced courses for the next three years."
As Lee Hanwol began to speak, all the students focused. His voice had a spirit that enveloped the entire classroom.
"Innurable seniors gave up. Because the enemies we have to deal with are powerful, and the academy's classes are harsh. I do not expect y'all to co along. However, I want you to show your will to the best of your ability."
"In this world, everything reverts to magic. The technology behind all the objects used in daily life, as well as dungeons and gates, are all made of magic, and even demons are magical creatures."
"The source of life is also magic; even the reason why clouds float, and we can walk on the ground is interpreted as magic."
"It is the duty of our magic warriors to stop the Dark Demons, a group of mages who try to stain our world with the Underworld."
'It's not my duty.'
I was just sitting in this academy to survive, and honestly, I did not even know if I could endure the training.
"So students have been admitted to this academy because of their obligation to eradicate the Dark Demons, and there are other students who have entered because of money. Whatever the reason, it doesn't matter. As long as you have the courage to fight against them with a firm will..."
Just when Lee Hanwol was about to deliver a wonderful speech.
The back door opened, and a student barged in.
"... "
Every students' attention was focused on the newcor. From the back door, a woman with long silver hair, no, a girl, walked in with an imposing gait.
It was Hong Bi-Yeon.
'Late...?'
She was late. For soone who valued principles more than anyone else, it was pretty unusual. Noticing closely, I found that her cheeks were flushed red.
'What happened already?'
I had a rough idea of her family's circumstances. I did not know the details, so I tried to check her details with the Sentient Spec in my mind, just in case.
[Hong Bi-Yeon Adolevit]
[Villainess]
[Eats illegal candies]
[Prefers being alone sotis]
[Drinks only Drip-Coffee.]
[Her mother's a bad bitch]
[Unconditional death]
After confirming that, I took a deep breath. There was limited information I could grasp from it. In the beginning, Hong Bi-Yeon was a famous character, and most of the information written here was already known information.
'Why wasn't I a little more diligent in the past?'
It would have been a great help if I had recorded it in more detail.
'Well, at least I'm not a complete stranger to the characters.'
Most of us knew why that death was recorded. In a way, it was worse compared to Eisel's.
The reason Eisel died was solely because of Edna, but Hong Bi-Yeon's death was caused by both Edna and Eisel.
Should I say that it couldn't be helped since it was the fate of a wicked woman?
I knew she was destined to die anyway, so I wanted to save her if I could.
However, my nose was small, so there was no point in poking it in soone else's business. After all, it was safe to say I was the weakest in this school, so who was going to help whom?
After Eisel, she was a woman who wore an aura of misfortune all over her body. Apologies, but I had no choice but to keep my distance from that woman as much as possible.
"Go to your seat and sit down."
Hong Bi-Yeon, who nodded at Lee Hanwol's words, glanced at the seat in the right corner, and then looked at .
She strode over to where I was and sat right behind .
Cold sweat trickled down my back.
'... What?'
There were 160 empty seats in a lecture hall that could accommodate 200 people, so why did she have to sit behind ?
'... Is it a coincidence?'
'Paranoia is a man's sin. Let's not think useless thoughts.'
No matter how hard I tried to pretend I was calm, it was impossible to ignore the stinging gaze from behind.
For so reason, it felt like my school life was twisted from the start.
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