The Beggar Young Master of the Namgung Clan Chapter 197 : Final Exams (3)

In the evening, Namgung Il was heading to the student union building.

"Of course, you have to pull an all-nighter the day before an exam."

"..."

"I'll lend you the student union building, so study there."

He was planning to pull an all-nighter there to study today.

In the dormitory, the lights had to be turned off after curfew, and a large number of people couldn't gather.

As Cheon Hong-ryeong had readily offered to lend the student union building, Namgung Il had decided to just use it.

'The exam is finally tomorrow.'

During the study group, Namgung Il had prepared for the exam quite diligently.

Although there were quite a few people who offered to be his teacher, Namgung Il ultimately studied with the Vermilion Bird Class students as he had from the beginning.

He felt that if he were to be taught by Namgung Yeon and Cheon Hong-ryeong, he wouldn't be able to study properly.

On top of that, thanks to Jeong Hyeon-yeong teaching him surprisingly well, his exam preparations were going quite smoothly.

'If I just work hard today, I'll be able to avoid a failing grade.'

To think he would be pulling an all-nighter to study.

As if finding this situation funny, Namgung Il arrived at the student union building with a smirk.

"...?"

As he passed through the main gate, Namgung Il imdiately spotted a familiar face.

Wi Ji-yang, who was looking this way with a gaze full of dissatisfaction.

Namgung Il approached Wi Ji-yang with a calm face and spoke to him.

"It's been a while, senior."

"..."

"You heard from the president, right? I'll be in your care for today."

In any case, since he was an outsider, Namgung Il spoke politely.

However.

Wi Ji-yang was still looking at Namgung Il with a dissatisfied gaze.

"Why do you look so glum? Did things not go well with a girl recently?"

"How did you... no, that's not the problem right now!"

"..."

"Why are first-years studying for an exam in my office!"

Namgung Il now understood why Wi Ji-yang's gaze was full of dissatisfaction.

'Co to think of it, Cheon Hong-ryeong didn't say she was lending her own office.'

Looking at that reaction, it seed he would be lending Wi Ji-yang's office.

Since it was that Cheon Hong-ryeong, she would have just inford Wi Ji-yang when she borrowed the office.

It might be an unfair situation for Wi Ji-yang, but to be honest, it didn't really matter to Namgung Il.

"What did you do to the president!"

"No. I was just standing there, and she said she would lend it to ."

"...What?"

"I'll use it cleanly, so don't worry too much."

Namgung Il said and passed by Wi Ji-yang.

At that mont, a heavy sound was heard from behind.

It seed Wi Ji-yang had kicked the main gate, but Namgung Il just ignored it and continued on his way.

'Was it here?'

Since he had been here once before, Namgung Il was able to arrive at Wi Ji-yang's office without getting lost.

Feeling a presence beyond the door, it seed the others had already arrived.

Namgung Il opened the door without delay and went inside.

"It's been a while."

As soon as he opened the door, soone greeted Namgung Il.

Namgung Il stared at the person silently for a mont, then opened his mouth with a low exclamation.

"Ah... Jegal Myeong?"

"You rembered my na."

"..."

"Thank you for last ti."

Jegal Myeong said with a benevolent smile.

Glancing behind him, he could see Tang Il-yeong and Mo Yong-ryeong as well.

'Why are these guys here?'

Namgung Il couldn't help but have that question.

They were supposed to use this place to prepare for tomorrow's exam, so why were the first-years of the Azure Dragon Class here?

As Namgung Il stood there with a puzzled expression, Cheon Hong-ryeong approached.

"Why are you just standing there? Hurry up and close the door and co inside."

"...President, what's going on?"

"What?"

"Didn't you say you were lending this place to us?"

"I did."

Cheon Hong-ryeong answered calmly.

"It seed they also needed a place to study."

"..."

"The place is spacious anyway, so I thought it wouldn't matter if they used it with you, so I told them to co."

As she said, Wi Ji-yang's office was spacious enough for more than ten people.

However, to be studying all night with the Azure Dragon Class of all classes...

For so reason, he had a strange sense of rivalry with the Azure Dragon Class, so Namgung Il felt a little uncomfortable.

"The learning effect is better if you teach each other and study, right?"

"..."

"No need for thanks. It's sothing I should do as the student council president."

That strangely smug expression was sohow annoying.

Cheon Hong-ryeong must have known what the relationship between the Vermilion Bird Class and the Azure Dragon Class was like.

It was certain that Cheon Hong-ryeong had deliberately called both sides here because she thought this situation would be fun.

"If you want, shall I call Namgung Cheon too?"

"...No, thank you."

"Really? I think it would be quite fun if I called him."

"..."

As expected, Cheon Hong-ryeong seed to have no interest in his final exams.

Although he was a little flustered by the unexpected people, it wouldn't be a big problem to just study.

Just then, Jegal Myeong approached with a light smile and spoke.

"Young Master Namgung Il, I heard you're having so difficulty with the final exams."

"...Who did you hear that from?"

"That's..."

"No, it's fine. I know without you telling ."

There was only one person who would say that to Jegal Myeong.

Namgung Il glanced at Cheon Hong-ryeong, who was smiling brightly at him, then looked back at Jegal Myeong.

"This ti, I would like to be of help to you, Young Master."

"..."

"I was wondering how I should repay you for that ti, and I'm very happy that an opportunity has arisen."

Repay for that ti... Was he talking about the ti the remnant of the Blood Dragon Cult had appeared in the forest?

Just by looking, it seed Jegal Myeong had a sincere personality, so it seed he had been keeping that in mind all this ti.

'Should I learn from this guy?'

He didn't even have to ask to know that Jegal Myeong was good at studying.

The guys who inherited the blood of the Jegal Family had been born with a good head for a long ti.

Jegal Myeong, who was a direct descendant, was highly likely to have strongly inherited that trait.

"Then do so."

"Thank you!"

As Namgung Il gave his permission, Jegal Myeong smiled brightly with joy.

***

As expected, Jegal Myeong was very smart.

On top of that, he was quite skilled at teaching, so even a fool would understand the content after one or two explanations.

"Oh! I understand it clearly now!"

"To think there was a way to morize it like this... It's a bit shocking."

"I don't think I'll ever forget it now."

Soon, all the first-years of the Vermilion Bird Class were taking lessons from Jegal Myeong.

Even Jeong Hyeon-yeong, who had good grades within the Vermilion Bird Class, was no match for Jegal Myeong.

To be honest, Jegal Myeong was being more helpful than expected.

"How is it? He teaches really well, right?"

"..."

"Young Master Jegal Myeong's teaching skills are superior to a teacher's."

Just then, Mo Yong-ryeong said with a boastful air.

Jegal Myeong is the one teaching, so why is she the one being smug?

Although Namgung Il was a little dumbfounded by that, he had no choice but to acknowledge Mo Yong-ryeong's words to so extent.

"..."

In terms of teaching alone, Jegal Myeong was similar to a teacher.

Of course, if you were to go into the details, the teacher's skills would be superior, but in this situation, it was at a level where he could sufficiently compete.

Perhaps it was because he was teaching a small number of people now.

Since the number was small, it was possible to take care of each individual's weaknesses for sure.

'With this, there will be no problem with tomorrow's exam.'

It wasn't just that there would be no problem.

Thanks to the unexpectedly excellent teacher, it seed possible to get a better score than expected.

"...?"

Just then, Namgung Il felt a gaze from sowhere and turned his head.

"...What is it?"

"How is it? I brought him, right?"

When he turned his head, Cheon Hong-ryeong was sitting next to him and asking.

A gaze that felt expectant, as if asking for praise.

Namgung Il looked at her silently, then said in a dry voice.

"You haven't left yet?"

"This is my house."

"..."

"I'll leave when I want to."

Since she said that, Namgung Il had nothing to say.

As she said, he was, after all, a guest.

In the end, Namgung Il just turned his head back to the book in front of him without saying anything.

"Oh? Are you studying Demonic Faction Martial Arts now?"

"..."

"Wasn't the teacher who was originally in charge of that subject, Gok I-hyeon, on leave from the academy due to personal reasons? I heard another teacher is temporarily teaching it now, but it seems you're taking the exam."

Personal reasons. Namgung Il naturally knew what that was.

Listening to her tone, it seed that even the student council president didn't know Gok I-hyeon's identity.

Since he had no intention of talking about it, Namgung Il just remained silent.

"Teacher Gok I-hyeon, he was at the academy when I was a first-year too."

"..."

"I didn't know he would suddenly leave the academy like this. Namgung Il, do you know why Teacher Gok I-hyeon left the academy?"

Although Namgung Il remained silent, Cheon Hong-ryeong continued to ask questions as if it didn't matter.

In the end, Namgung Il, with a slight frown, turned his head to the side again.

Then, Cheon Hong-ryeong, with a smiling eye, rested her chin on her hand.

"You're finally looking at ?"

"...How long are you going to disturb my studies?"

"It's okay to rest for a while. The night is still long anyway."

"..."

A captivating charm that seed to be able to bewitch any man emanated from Cheon Hong-ryeong's posture and expression.

However, that only worked on any man.

In Namgung Il's eyes, she just looked like an annoying woman.

"I'm going to study, so please leave."

"Really? Then shall I teach you that?"

"It's fine..."

"Hmm— this content is too easy. Yes, I'll tell you a more interesting story."

As if Namgung Il's intentions didn't matter at all, Cheon Hong-ryeong didn't stop talking.

'Alright, do as you please.'

Namgung Il already knew well that Cheon Hong-ryeong was not the type to listen to others.

Wouldn't it be faster to get rid of Cheon Hong-ryeong by letting her talk as much as she wanted?

Thinking so, Namgung Il just left Cheon Hong-ryeong alone.

"Namgung Il, do you know what the organizational structure of the Blood Dragon Cult is?"

"...The leader, the Blood Demon, and the protectors and the grand masters. And below them are the cult mbers."

"Oh, you know well? The first-years now haven't learned that yet."

"..."

"But what you know is the organizational structure of the past. So what you just said is wrong."

Hearing that, Namgung Il tilted his head.

Then has the organizational structure of the Blood Dragon Cult completely changed now?

What Namgung Il knew was, after all, the Blood Dragon Cult of the past, so he naturally didn't know how it had changed now.

"Then are you saying you know how the Blood Dragon Cult has changed now, president?"

"Yeah."

"..."

Namgung Il naturally couldn't take that at face value.

Because the current Blood Dragon Cult's existence was unclear, there was almost no information known to the public.

No matter how much she was the student council president of the Flying Dragon Academy, it was not information she could know.

"The four who are currently ruling the Blood Dragon Cult are called the Four Bloods."

"..."

"They each claim to be the head, body, arms, and legs of the Blood Demon."

Namgung Il wasn't listening to Cheon Hong-ryeong's story very seriously.

Although she was talking quite plausibly, he thought Cheon Hong-ryeong was just teasing him.

Whether Cheon Hong-ryeong knew that or not, she continued to speak.

"It was these four who supported the Blood Dragon Cult, which was on the verge of collapse after the Blood Demon's death."

"..."

"Blood Head, Blood Body, Blood Hand, Blood Leg. That's what they're called."

"Ah, really?"

"You don't seem to believe my story at all."

Namgung Il didn't bother to answer that.

Then, Cheon Hong-ryeong, with a strange smile on her lips, continued to speak.

"Then will you be able to not believe my words even after hearing this?"

"...?"

"Aren't you curious why I know about the existence of the Four Bloods?"

What is she going to say this ti?

Although Namgung Il still thought Cheon Hong-ryeong was playing a prank on him, his expression couldn't help but change after hearing the na that followed.

"Gok I-hyeon."

"...!"

"I heard everything from that teacher."

At that mont, Namgung Il could no longer dismiss Cheon Hong-ryeong's words as a joke.

Information that ca from the mouth of none other than that Gok I-hyeon?

Gok I-hyeon would naturally know the internal affairs of the Blood Dragon Cult inside out.

"..."

However, there was still sothing Namgung Il couldn't understand.

If that were true... why on earth would Gok I-hyeon have told Cheon Hong-ryeong such information?

It was strange that Gok I-hyeon, a mber of the Blood Dragon Cult, would have divulged information that could be harmful to the Blood Dragon Cult.

'The Blood Dragon Cult. Those guys would never divulge information no matter what.'

They were guys who would readily offer their own lives for the Blood Demon.

So no matter what torture was inflicted, they would not divulge information that would be harmful to the Blood Demon.

It would be the sa for Gok I-hyeon.

The four who were at the center of the current Blood Dragon Cult. Information about the Four Bloods was information that could be fatal to the Blood Dragon Cult.

"Do you believe my words now?"

Just then, Cheon Hong-ryeong asked Namgung Il.

Namgung Il, with a serious gaze, was looking at Cheon Hong-ryeong, and he soon opened his mouth cautiously.

"...Are you sure? About that."

"What?"

"That Teacher Gok I-hyeon told you, are you sure?"

"..."

In a suddenly serious atmosphere, the two's gazes t.

Just then, a playful smile, the sa as usual, ford on Cheon Hong-ryeong's lips.

"You fell for it."

"...?"

"How was it, did you wake up?"

...What?

Namgung Il stared blankly at Cheon Hong-ryeong with an expression that he couldn't understand the current situation.

"You have a surprisingly naive side."

"...!"

"It was fun. Then study hard."

At that mont, Namgung Il realized that he had been played by Cheon Hong-ryeong's prank.

The Four Bloods, and the fact that she had heard it from Gok I-hyeon.

It was all sothing Cheon Hong-ryeong had made up to play a prank on him.

"Hey..."

As he was about to stop the departing Cheon Hong-ryeong, Namgung Il eventually gave up.

'Yes, it was a ridiculous story in the first place.'

Thinking about it now, there were too many holes in Cheon Hong-ryeong's story.

To think he had listened to such a story seriously... He felt like a fool for falling for Cheon Hong-ryeong's prank.

Thud—.

With this, Cheon Hong-ryeong had left him, so that was that.

Thinking so, Namgung Il tried to focus on his studies again, but as Cheon Hong-ryeong's expression and voice ca to mind, he couldn't concentrate on his studies.

'The exam... just you wait if I fail.'

Then it's all your fault.

Namgung Il quietly warned Cheon Hong-ryeong.

(End of Chapter)