Kwaddeuk- Kwajik-
“Ugh, euaaaah!!!”
Kugung- Kwaang!
“Th, th-that!!! I, I ugh!”
“Oh, my gosh, I’m going to die! Stop it!!”
Kwaaaaang!!!! Crisp...
At Simone's gesture, another round of Mana began. The training ground was a scene of disaster itself. The stone floor and sand were already shattered to the point where it was impossible to tell the difference, and it was dug deep as if a meteor had hit.
“Whoa! Sa, save me... !”
What does this mean? Save me?
What does that mean? I don't know the word 'help me'. These crazy guys are trying to grab me by force and attack me?
Simone tilted her head with a crooked smile. Her wide-open eyes almost looked mad.
'I have to stop... but....'
No, should I... stop it?
Even though a sound like the final scream of death was clearly heard right before our eyes and a disaster was occurring, for some reason the expressions on the faces of those watching became increasingly ambiguous.
The professor also looked confused and hesitated whether to move forward or not.
The students running away desperately, the Mana that causes earthquakes and creates a huge hole every time it falls, and Simone's actions that do not know moderation.
How big a vessel and how great a skill must one have for something like this to happen with just a flick of the finger in the air!
'Wow, you are truly amazing! Even among the first generation, you have received the most love from the Gods!'
At that level, Serk's first generation is no match for her power! It's a shame she's not a Saintess of the empire, what a shame!
'Ah, no, the students are in danger...'
No, isn't it dangerous?
The professor, showing a split personality, simultaneously expressing admiration and concern for his students, ultimately decided to just watch for the time being.
It was understandable. Simone's attacks were unleashed with utmost destructive power and horror, but in comparison, there were almost no injuries.
Kwaaaaang!!!!
“Ahhh! Professor! Stop it quickly!”
“If this continues, we’ll all die!”
The students in the training hall cried out desperately, but no, they absolutely would not die. Simone was dodging the students in the training hall and covering the floor with Mana ball.
Therefore, even those who were injured were those who fell while running away rather than those who were injured by Simone's attacks. Falling and getting injured is a very common occurrence in the training.
Of course...p given the circumstances, it seems like it should be stopped, but the original rules of sparring are that it continues for a set amount of time unless someone is seriously injured, dies, or surrenders.
They haven't had anyone seriously injured or declared surrender yet. Of course, it's an unavoidable situation where they're being manipulated to the point where they don't have the presence of mind to declare surrender.
The professor shook his head coldly.
“The sparring time is not over yet. No one is injured, so continue.”
Despite Simone's great abilities and her broken personality that deliberately avoided them and attacked them, the professor actually thought it was a good thing that this situation had come about.
The first generation of Serk's Necromancers are well-refined and restrained, faithfully carry out the Emperor's orders and never forget their duties as a Saintess.
A technique of the same attribute, but destructive and aggressive, different from theirs.
If there is a conflict between Luan and Serk while Simone is alive and a war breaks out, they will have to fight that immense power, and if they form an alliance, they will have to fight together with that power.
So, wouldn't this be a good opportunity for Serk's necromancers to see for themselves how strong the foreign necromancers are and how they use their powers?
Gugugugu- ddeuddeud- piing! Kwaang!!!
“Wow!!!!”
“Whoa!!! Blood, blood! It’s flying this way!”
“Hey, wait a minute! Something feels off. Seriously, why isn’t anyone hurt? Are they deliberately avoiding us and attacking us?”
'But maybe that wasn't all the power she had.'
If it was an attack that was made by pouring all of one's strength after falling for the students' provocation, one wouldn't be able to wave one's finger so calmly.
'How can someone who hasn't awakened have such power... No, maybe she has awakened?'
The glowing red eyes that are characteristic of an awakened necromancer are not yet visible on Simone.
But if she is indeed the one who has awakened, then they will be looking at the one and only awakened necromancer in the world right now.
Crash!!!! Kwaaaaang!!!!!
“Hey, you guys are good at running away? Oh my, you’re good at running away. Run faster. You have to run faster to get away from me. Try running away. I’ll chase you to the ends of the earth.”
“What, what are you saying!!! Aaak!!!”
“If you didn’t like it, you shouldn’t have started the fight in the first place. Wait. I’ll definitely put a mana ball in your head.”
The professor shuddered. What a strangely strong obsession and madness there was in that bland tone of voice!
“Oh... God of Death...”
Are you giving us a chance to see your power too?
Boom! Kwaang! Kwaaaaang! Kwaak! Boom!
“Kuaaaahhhh!!!!”
“Krrrrr...”
“Ha, I surrender!!! I was wrong!!!”
While the professor was lost in his strange emotions, Tierra finally gave in to her fear and shouted surrender.
Shudder.
Simone, about to snap her fingers again, stopped moving.
Then, a surprising silence descended. The sand and black fog that had dimly obscured the training ground slowly cleared away and the people were astonished at the sight that was clearly revealed.
“No, that’s... Well, that’s about it...”
“Isn’t it brave not to get hurt?”
Someone muttered in disbelief.
This place could no longer be called a training ground. The neat stone floor had disappeared without a trace, and only a huge black pit remained. Inside it, completely lost souls sat, gasping for breath.
Some people fainted from fear, while others fell and had blood flowing from their knees.
Their leader, Tierra, was also disheveled and sat there, not caring about her dignity, just watching the scene in the training ground.
'Here I am running and rolling...'
It was too much of an experience to just be a sparring match.
“I think it would be better to slowly organize things and leave.”
A calm, almost relieved voice was heard in Tierra's ears, who had been saddened by the continuous explosions.
Tierra flinched and raised her head to look at the owner of the voice.
Simone was looking at Tierra with a smirk.
Tierra's eyes widened.
'She's not tired at all...'
The one who had been ceaselessly creating mana balls that had just turned this training ground into a mess was now smiling without showing even a hint of a ragged breath.
'That's ridiculous.'
It's clearly just red eyes like my own, so why do I feel this fear?
Tierra lowered her head, gritted her teeth, and raised her trembling legs.
And as she staggered to stand in front of Simone, the professor shouted:
“We will end the sparring. Thank you all for your hard work. If any students are feeling weak or have minor injuries, please use the potions provided by the medical team.”
"Thank you for your effort-"
Oh no, it's over.
Simone nodded to Tierra with a relieved face and then turned to Jane.
The training ground was left with only Tierra and the nobles with her.
“They rushed in like they're was so great.”
“Why are you picking a fight with a foreign guest? Isn’t that stupid?”
“It was funny from the start when the eight of them rushed in. Even though there was a generation gap, isn’t it a bit cowardly?”
“And you’re losing? It’s a disgrace to Serk Necromancer.”
“She was the successor to the Duke of Ksaki, and she acted like a Princess even in educational institutions, but look at her now.”
Tierra could hear the accusations from those who were murmuring about her.
'These are...'
Anger filled Tierra's eyes.
Yes, she is the eldest daughter and heir of the family, cherished by the Duke of Ksaki. In any case, the moment she leaves this educational institution, Tierra Ksaki will return to being a noble Princess who does not exist anywhere in the empire.
Now, those arrogant guys who are boasting about being from a higher generation than them will be finished the moment they leave the educational institution. Someday, when she becomes the Duke of Ksaki, those who will bow down to her will dare to laugh at her for something like this?
“Leave it alone...”
“Simone!”
A clear and refreshing voice was heard. Tierra looked up at her with her sunken eyes.
“It was really, really cool! How could you have such strength... I don’t think I’ve ever seen such strength even among the first-generation seniors I saw at the institute!”
That woman, who had suffered so miserably herself, obliviously clung to a foreign necromancer and flattered him.
I think your name was Jane?
She was a student who went with the first-year president, Sena. Tierra, who was glaring at her, suddenly remembered something and smirked.
“Excuse me... Tierra, are you okay?”
A boy named Babyn, whose appearance was no different from hers, approached her.
Instead of answering his question, Tierra said something else.
“Babyn, bring that child. My seed.”
“...Are you talking about Reina?”
"Yes."
At Tierra's words, Babyn hesitated and spoke carefully.
“I’m sorry, Tierra. If... you’re targeting Simone... She won’t be easily defeated by our skills. Besides, Simone is a guest of another country. Wouldn’t it be embarrassing for us to touch her any further?”
Tierra glared at Babyn with venomous eyes.
“If you’re told to do something, just do it! And I know that. Who would target Simone? This time, it’ll be another kid.”
Tierra looked at Jane with a meaningful smile. Seeing that, Babyn lowered his head with a stern expression.
“I will do that.”
“Ugh, euaaaah!!!”
Kugung- Kwaang!
“Th, th-that!!! I, I ugh!”
“Oh, my gosh, I’m going to die! Stop it!!”
Kwaaaaang!!!! Crisp...
At Simone's gesture, another round of Mana began. The training ground was a scene of disaster itself. The stone floor and sand were already shattered to the point where it was impossible to tell the difference, and it was dug deep as if a meteor had hit.
“Whoa! Sa, save me... !”
What does this mean? Save me?
What does that mean? I don't know the word 'help me'. These crazy guys are trying to grab me by force and attack me?
Simone tilted her head with a crooked smile. Her wide-open eyes almost looked mad.
'I have to stop... but....'
No, should I... stop it?
Even though a sound like the final scream of death was clearly heard right before our eyes and a disaster was occurring, for some reason the expressions on the faces of those watching became increasingly ambiguous.
The professor also looked confused and hesitated whether to move forward or not.
The students running away desperately, the Mana that causes earthquakes and creates a huge hole every time it falls, and Simone's actions that do not know moderation.
How big a vessel and how great a skill must one have for something like this to happen with just a flick of the finger in the air!
'Wow, you are truly amazing! Even among the first generation, you have received the most love from the Gods!'
At that level, Serk's first generation is no match for her power! It's a shame she's not a Saintess of the empire, what a shame!
'Ah, no, the students are in danger...'
No, isn't it dangerous?
The professor, showing a split personality, simultaneously expressing admiration and concern for his students, ultimately decided to just watch for the time being.
It was understandable. Simone's attacks were unleashed with utmost destructive power and horror, but in comparison, there were almost no injuries.
Kwaaaaang!!!!
“Ahhh! Professor! Stop it quickly!”
“If this continues, we’ll all die!”
The students in the training hall cried out desperately, but no, they absolutely would not die. Simone was dodging the students in the training hall and covering the floor with Mana ball.
Therefore, even those who were injured were those who fell while running away rather than those who were injured by Simone's attacks. Falling and getting injured is a very common occurrence in the training.
Of course...p given the circumstances, it seems like it should be stopped, but the original rules of sparring are that it continues for a set amount of time unless someone is seriously injured, dies, or surrenders.
They haven't had anyone seriously injured or declared surrender yet. Of course, it's an unavoidable situation where they're being manipulated to the point where they don't have the presence of mind to declare surrender.
The professor shook his head coldly.
“The sparring time is not over yet. No one is injured, so continue.”
Despite Simone's great abilities and her broken personality that deliberately avoided them and attacked them, the professor actually thought it was a good thing that this situation had come about.
The first generation of Serk's Necromancers are well-refined and restrained, faithfully carry out the Emperor's orders and never forget their duties as a Saintess.
A technique of the same attribute, but destructive and aggressive, different from theirs.
If there is a conflict between Luan and Serk while Simone is alive and a war breaks out, they will have to fight that immense power, and if they form an alliance, they will have to fight together with that power.
So, wouldn't this be a good opportunity for Serk's necromancers to see for themselves how strong the foreign necromancers are and how they use their powers?
Gugugugu- ddeuddeud- piing! Kwaang!!!
“Wow!!!!”
“Whoa!!! Blood, blood! It’s flying this way!”
“Hey, wait a minute! Something feels off. Seriously, why isn’t anyone hurt? Are they deliberately avoiding us and attacking us?”
'But maybe that wasn't all the power she had.'
If it was an attack that was made by pouring all of one's strength after falling for the students' provocation, one wouldn't be able to wave one's finger so calmly.
'How can someone who hasn't awakened have such power... No, maybe she has awakened?'
The glowing red eyes that are characteristic of an awakened necromancer are not yet visible on Simone.
But if she is indeed the one who has awakened, then they will be looking at the one and only awakened necromancer in the world right now.
Crash!!!! Kwaaaaang!!!!!
“Hey, you guys are good at running away? Oh my, you’re good at running away. Run faster. You have to run faster to get away from me. Try running away. I’ll chase you to the ends of the earth.”
“What, what are you saying!!! Aaak!!!”
“If you didn’t like it, you shouldn’t have started the fight in the first place. Wait. I’ll definitely put a mana ball in your head.”
The professor shuddered. What a strangely strong obsession and madness there was in that bland tone of voice!
“Oh... God of Death...”
Are you giving us a chance to see your power too?
Boom! Kwaang! Kwaaaaang! Kwaak! Boom!
“Kuaaaahhhh!!!!”
“Krrrrr...”
“Ha, I surrender!!! I was wrong!!!”
While the professor was lost in his strange emotions, Tierra finally gave in to her fear and shouted surrender.
Shudder.
Simone, about to snap her fingers again, stopped moving.
Then, a surprising silence descended. The sand and black fog that had dimly obscured the training ground slowly cleared away and the people were astonished at the sight that was clearly revealed.
“No, that’s... Well, that’s about it...”
“Isn’t it brave not to get hurt?”
Someone muttered in disbelief.
This place could no longer be called a training ground. The neat stone floor had disappeared without a trace, and only a huge black pit remained. Inside it, completely lost souls sat, gasping for breath.
Some people fainted from fear, while others fell and had blood flowing from their knees.
Their leader, Tierra, was also disheveled and sat there, not caring about her dignity, just watching the scene in the training ground.
'Here I am running and rolling...'
It was too much of an experience to just be a sparring match.
“I think it would be better to slowly organize things and leave.”
A calm, almost relieved voice was heard in Tierra's ears, who had been saddened by the continuous explosions.
Tierra flinched and raised her head to look at the owner of the voice.
Simone was looking at Tierra with a smirk.
Tierra's eyes widened.
'She's not tired at all...'
The one who had been ceaselessly creating mana balls that had just turned this training ground into a mess was now smiling without showing even a hint of a ragged breath.
'That's ridiculous.'
It's clearly just red eyes like my own, so why do I feel this fear?
Tierra lowered her head, gritted her teeth, and raised her trembling legs.
And as she staggered to stand in front of Simone, the professor shouted:
“We will end the sparring. Thank you all for your hard work. If any students are feeling weak or have minor injuries, please use the potions provided by the medical team.”
"Thank you for your effort-"
Oh no, it's over.
Simone nodded to Tierra with a relieved face and then turned to Jane.
The training ground was left with only Tierra and the nobles with her.
“They rushed in like they're was so great.”
“Why are you picking a fight with a foreign guest? Isn’t that stupid?”
“It was funny from the start when the eight of them rushed in. Even though there was a generation gap, isn’t it a bit cowardly?”
“And you’re losing? It’s a disgrace to Serk Necromancer.”
“She was the successor to the Duke of Ksaki, and she acted like a Princess even in educational institutions, but look at her now.”
Tierra could hear the accusations from those who were murmuring about her.
'These are...'
Anger filled Tierra's eyes.
Yes, she is the eldest daughter and heir of the family, cherished by the Duke of Ksaki. In any case, the moment she leaves this educational institution, Tierra Ksaki will return to being a noble Princess who does not exist anywhere in the empire.
Now, those arrogant guys who are boasting about being from a higher generation than them will be finished the moment they leave the educational institution. Someday, when she becomes the Duke of Ksaki, those who will bow down to her will dare to laugh at her for something like this?
“Leave it alone...”
“Simone!”
A clear and refreshing voice was heard. Tierra looked up at her with her sunken eyes.
“It was really, really cool! How could you have such strength... I don’t think I’ve ever seen such strength even among the first-generation seniors I saw at the institute!”
That woman, who had suffered so miserably herself, obliviously clung to a foreign necromancer and flattered him.
I think your name was Jane?
She was a student who went with the first-year president, Sena. Tierra, who was glaring at her, suddenly remembered something and smirked.
“Excuse me... Tierra, are you okay?”
A boy named Babyn, whose appearance was no different from hers, approached her.
Instead of answering his question, Tierra said something else.
“Babyn, bring that child. My seed.”
“...Are you talking about Reina?”
"Yes."
At Tierra's words, Babyn hesitated and spoke carefully.
“I’m sorry, Tierra. If... you’re targeting Simone... She won’t be easily defeated by our skills. Besides, Simone is a guest of another country. Wouldn’t it be embarrassing for us to touch her any further?”
Tierra glared at Babyn with venomous eyes.
“If you’re told to do something, just do it! And I know that. Who would target Simone? This time, it’ll be another kid.”
Tierra looked at Jane with a meaningful smile. Seeing that, Babyn lowered his head with a stern expression.
“I will do that.”
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