anwhile, in the centre of arena—
Three bases had been sporadically spread nearby there. In the south stood a huge mountain, while in the east a mountain range rose sharply, creating a valley between them.
One of the three bases, belonging to the Class-45, a high-ranking job dominating class, had been located in that valley. The other two bases stood in the east at an intermittent distance, their backs facing the mountain range.
The first base to the east from Class-45 had been of Class-99, a mid-ranking class, and second had belonged to Class-116, prevailing in it were the low-ranking jobs.
The mountain range in itself had been quite a special terrain, with deford areas in multiple places. Those spots were quite the fitting place to keep their base hidden.
In the eat or be eaten sort of competition, Class-99 and Class-116 were the rock bottom of the group, the likes of lamb thrusted in the pack of hungry wolves. Hence their attention had been to hide themselves as much as possible.
But that was a fleeting thought as they're imdiately found by Class-45, who then put forth the condition to join their command should they want to survive which leads to the current situation.
"Collaboration…you say? You an to form an alliance?"
The discussion was happening in a certain corner of the mountain region. Class-116's leader parroted the explanation the leader of Class-45 had given.
"It's not an alliance in strict words. It's more like... giving a helping hand when in need. Also, the command will be in hand of Class-45. Class-99 and Class-116 would assist by creating diversion, search enemy, and relay ssages etc."
"W-What's the difference between this and an errand boy?!"
"Now, the decision rests on you, alright. We will just use a fair thod to earn the points then in other cases."
The leader of Class-99's grunted in displeasure when he heard the words of Gin, a boy with a rock like rectangular face, and also the leader of Class-45.
A total of six people had been there; the leader of each class, and their respective guards.
He said negotiation, but it was rely a concealed warning. It need not to say, but the gulf between high-ranking jobs and low-ranking jobs was huge. Should they were to clash, Class-45 could easily wipe the floor; their classes were akin to autumn leaves, a gust of wind could scatter them away.
But, on the other hand, Class-45’s proposal was like a form of salvation for them.
The Interclass battle had been using the rank based system. The obvious thod to jump higher in the leaderboard was to earn the points, and to earn points, they ought to take down bases which would be ga over for the said class.
The ranking order was typically decided on which base fell first. So basically, the class who had their base drop first would be ranked last, the second last to follow would be ranked 7th position and so on.
Then again, ranking only matters as long as they could survive till the ti up.
On the other hand, academy would also confer so rewards based on class ranking, though it's applicable only up to the 7th rank. Unfortunately, there was no reward for the last ranker.
Coming to Class-116, they'd never thought of winning out in this match—or rather, assuming they could win would be the peak of ignorance, they thought.
Their block was crawling with two giants that stood at the peak, and as much as three high-ranking jobs dominated classes. It was totally impossible for them to even try to fish in the chaotic water. Rather, it would be better to face reality, and just hope they're not last.
Alas, no more it was the ti where low-ranking job classes could make a coback like last year. But, they atleast only had seven high-ranking jobs classes, a contrast to 50 of them this year. Though, this year was akin to the chaotic sea, with tidal waves crashing on them one after another.
In the end, since they had not been aiming for top, and also to avoid the last ranking, the term proposed by Class-45 wasn't entirely bad for them.
"Very well. Class-116 shall now be under Class-45's command here onward. I will relay the ssage to our class."
"Now this is what quick wit. Alright then, we will be counting on you."
"W-Woah there, are you for real, Class-116?! You're agreeing to their errand boy, and at worst, even the at shield!"
"Oh please, I have made quite the concession just in this, you know?"
"Right. Class-99's leader, if he had been serious, we wouldn't have been seeing each other on the table of negotiation."
"......tsk."
Class-99's leader certainly didn't like the negotiation—or coercion. But he couldn't find any word except a groan. He was clearly implying they could’ve used force too.
"We do not have much ti. So, I would love to have your answer here, Class-99. It would be great if you agree, and it's also alright if you don't. It's just, get ready to decorate the last place."
"Cooperation my arse, don't you think you sound too impatient, Class-45? I wonder just what had caused one of the top classes to be so jittery. We're the bottom of the barrel even among mid-ranking jobs. I doubt we would even be much help, so why?"
Being pressed on for an answer, Class-99's leader worded out his discontent, but he also couldn't but think what had pushed them to their limit, and asked back.
They're Class-99, and in the list, they're quicker to be found when you count from bottom, barely clinging to the rank of mid-ranking class qualification. As if they're not enough—rely a gathering of mid-low ranking jobs—they're even bringing out Class-116 to join their cause. The suspicion was obvious.
The man with a rock-like face—Gin crossed his arms and replied in a heavy tone.
"You said it, we're the Class-45, a high-ranking class. But, do not be mistaken that we're on top. In fact, we have already ford an alliance with Class-24, or you can say forced into."
While he had been negotiating here, a part of their class was out there with Class-24, following the strategy to take down Class-2 who had raided Class-24's base. But, the whole chain of command was in Starkeus's hand.
Gin's presence here was proof enough. Class-45 was a re tool for Class-24 to achieve their ans, and as much as he would like to say otherwise, Class-24's leader was just that much of a genius in strategy. Perhaps, this ambush would chip away much of Class-2's strength.
On other hand, though, they were barely given any ti and were forced to take part in strategy promptly. Gin did believe the result is all that matters. He also believes they should be able to top other classes in the block and reach the top. But—no. He couldn't let it happen.
"We're not Class-24's match, neither in wit nor in strength. I doubt we could even outwit them if we clashed. This is why we need the cooperation of many, and their strength, to fight back for a chance of victory."
"So, like, you're saying your main target is Class-24? This is why you need our help huh..."
"Pretty much. If they managed to take down Class-2, then the winner of this block would most likely be Class-1 and Class-24. There's nothing for us here at all."
"Wow, you sure are being quite candid, huh. What if we betrayed you?"
"If it happens, so be it. I said it—there's nothing for our class in this ordeal. In that case, why bother doing a roundabout way?"
"So, we will first defeat other classes with our collaboration, and in the end, we will ham down at Class-24? It's not going to be easy, you know."
"But in contrast, you'll be ranked better. After all, either of your classes would only remain at the rock bottom typically. There's only rit for you, with nothing to lose."
"Don't speak for others, Class-45! Tsk, but there's no denying we are in deep trouble given the situation. Fine, our class will cooperate with you. Of course, if we're doing it, we better win this, alright?"
"Obviously."
After getting a rundown from Gin, the flash guy—leader of Class-99 flashed a look of stubborness. but ultimately decided to join hands.
Gradually, the battlefield was changing its course.
Well, it seems like notes are all jumbled and cut off. I will rearrange them ASAP. Similar with the maps.
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