Chapter 388
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“N-Not exactly.”
“Let’s just finish the team battle quickly. Since you’ve manifested as a human, you must want to be pounded by this thing of mine too. You fucking Pet Bitch.”
At my words, the Pet/Bitch Divine Sword nodded.
I gave the Pet/Bitches some time to compose themselves and stepped out of the lounge.
I had nothing to do and was bored, so I decided to check out the guys we were going to crush next.
But then some sweet blonde Western guy came walking toward me.
“Sword Princess of White Flame, Miss Yu Eunha. It is an honor to meet you. I am Allen, a Knight of the British Round Table.”
Knight of the Round Table Allen. The United Kingdom bastard who likes Rosari-ah.
I wanted to shout at him right now, “Your crush is amazing in bed!”, but I had to hold back.
“Ah, hello. For now, I’m a student named Yu Eunha.”
“Come to think of it, I don’t see Rosari-ah. Where did she go?”
“She’s resting a bit right now. We’re having some girl talk.”
She was probably barely pulling herself together by now.
Her love juices were leaking endlessly, so to be honest, she might end up walking around with soaked panties all day today.
But a female’s body was built that way, so what could be done?
Since she could seduce a male by dripping like that, I had to make her as superior as possible.
Well, this sweet Allen probably had no idea in his wildest dreams that his crush was being corrupted by a fellow female.
Anyway, he was a total idiot.
“I wanted to see her, what a shame.”
“You’ll see her often anyway since you’re part of the Round Table. Yield a little, why don’t you.”
“Hahaha. I suppose I should. Miss Yu Eunha.”
“Yes.”
If he understood, he should just leave. What else was he asking about?
Did he perhaps realize we were rubbing our pussies together?
Probably not that far. But the opponent was a sweet Western man. The kind of Western man that Korean feminists get their pussies so wet over.
Maybe he was trying to seduce me.
“With Miss Yu Eunha’s strength, a team battle must be a piece of cake, or as the Korean proverb goes, like eating rice cakes while lying down.”
“Though that’s actually quite difficult to do.”
You could choke while eating rice cakes lying down, couldn’t you?
That’s what I meant. Well, based on the state of the team battles, it didn’t seem like it would be hard.
“Pardon?”
“Nothing. So?”
“This is a Round Table Guild Invitation. It’s not forcing you to join, just something saying you can visit us once if you have the time.”
He handed me something like a gold-rimmed piece of paper.
Looking closely, I saw it was a Round Table Guild Invitation.
What was he thinking, to give something like this to me? This sweet Western guy.
No, wait. The team battles were swarming with scouts.
Today was the exact day guild officials gathered to watch our skills and make contact.
Why do that for a first-year?
It was obvious. If they didn’t contact promising rookies in their first year, they might slip away to another guild.
That was probably it.
It meant the Round Table had started keeping an eye on me.
A foreign guild. I haven’t decided on my path to the top ranks right now anyway. But still. I had to hear the reason directly.
“Such a precious thing for me?”
“We want to strengthen our relationship with Korea’s elites to promote friendship between the United Kingdom and Korea. Hahaha.”
Speak plainly.
You just want to subtly poach talented people.
Of course, if the Round Table had pussies I could fall for, I might consider it.
I could go taste their pussies once, and if I was convinced that these pussies were better than Korean pussies, I might join.
I couldn’t give up Rosari-ah, but I could take the United Kingdom’s top-tier pussies.
I couldn’t say that out loud, so I just smiled.
“Thank you.”
“Hmm. Come to think of it, there is one thing I should tell you. Aside from Miss Yu Eunha of Hanseong, there is another quite outstanding existence in the academy.”
Allen even raised a finger as he spoke.
Who could that be, one person?
Well, honestly, there was a strong guy on Hanseong’s side in the team battles.
I knew who it was too. Was Allen worried about that guy?
“One person?”
“Yes. You probably already know, but just in case. You’re aware that those who receive the power of a Constellation are stronger than a normal Awakened One, right?”
“Yes. I know very well.”
Those chosen by a Constellation were like Choi Siwoo.
Because the Constellation gave massive Buffs or power to the human they chose, strengthening them. They were much stronger than typical growth-type Awakened Ones.
The Constellations themselves were once incredible people in life who had become constellations.
They chose a human and gave them power, that kind of choice.
Just looking at Choi Siwoo gave the answer.
“So that’s what I wanted to say. I think it would be best if you were careful of that person named Park Junhyeok. He seems to harbor a particular hatred for the students of Hanseong Class A.”
“Ah, understood.”
“Then I’ll be going. I hope to see you again next time.”
Leaving those words, Allen returned to the spectator seats.
I knew very well who Park Junhyeok was too.
He was a guy who had none other than Cheok Jun-gyeong, the strongest God of War on the Korean Peninsula, as his Constellation.
On the outside, he seemed fucking awesome, but you could say the things he did were a bit like a Loser/Nerd.
Even his appearance was described as a really neat bastard, but his actions gave off the feeling of, “What kind of absolute outcast is this?”
Basically, it was truly casting pearls before a pig.
Of course, that guy had his own circumstances, but even so, he was just a Loser / Defeated Person.
It would be nice if I could have that Cheok Jun-gyeong on my side too.
After all, since Cheok Jun-gyeong was the strongest martial artist in the history of the Korean Peninsula, wouldn’t anyone be drawn to him?
“Well, we still don’t know if we’ll meet that Park Junhyeok before then.”
If I ended up fighting Park Junhyeok, should I try negotiating with the Constellation?
That guy would eventually become a villain anyway.
During this team battle, that is.
The probability seemed fucked up, but from my perspective, it was like this because there were no events; from Choi Siwoo’s perspective, there would already be some connection with Park Junhyeok.
He had probably already clashed with Choi Siwoo a few times by now.
So Park Junhyeok, harboring all sorts of inferiority complexes toward Choi Siwoo, would eventually try to become a mutant.
Wouldn’t the Constellation stop him?
Unfortunately, just because it was a Constellation didn’t mean it monitored and watched everything its chosen avatar did.
The God of War Cheok Jun-gyeong, unaware of this, also failed to notice Park Junhyeok becoming a mutant.
And that would explode during the team battle.
That bastard, completely consumed by his inferiority complex toward Choi Siwoo, would lunge at him to win.
But it wasn’t much of a problem.
The current Choi Siwoo was a regression cheat character with the body of the Divine Sword. There was no way someone like Park Junhyeok, who became a mutant without even receiving proper power from the God of War, could be a match for him.
The heroines composed themselves and came out.
After that, we won several more matches.
The heroines worked hard too, probably wanting to be Deflowered quickly by me.
The Akashic Record did say that since I had taken Choi Siwoo’s place, anomalies might occur in causality.
But Park Junhyeok’s future wouldn’t change.
“It’s already the finals.”
“Tell me about it.”
“It was truly amazing. This match was quite fun.”
There had been various matches up until now.
Unlike their Academy directors who had a bad relationship, Hanseong Academy and Goryeo Academy fought some pretty decent matches against each other.
“No, how did a draw happen where they captured each other’s flags at the exact same time?”
“And what about that blatant 10-person brawl? It was hilarious how they collapsed at the end while spouting things like, “You were magnificent,” and “You too.””
The original work was like that too, but I never dreamed such a development would actually happen.
Anyway, for me, it was good that the boring matches were finally coming to an end.
We had swept away all the others, and the only ones left were all from Hanseong Academy, so it was as good as my having already obtained Rayna’s World Tree Bow.
However, I was curious about what would happen from here on out.
[Hanseong Academy Class A Group 1 VS Hanseong Academy Class B Group 1]
Hmm, it was Park Junhyeok, just as I thought.
Well, it was obvious if you thought about it. This team battle might unfold a bit differently.
But wasn’t this Geumtaeyang bastard from Goryeo Academy?
Well, whatever. The important thing right now was how to rip the Constellation away from that Park Junhyeok.
“You’re the only ones left from Class A. How does it feel?”
Park Junhyeok came out picking a fight from the start.
Ah, come to think of it, the Class A kids had all been wiped out by Park Junhyeok right in front of me.
But shouldn’t this bastard be looking at Choi Siwoo? Why was he looking at me instead of Choi Siwoo?
This made me feel pretty annoyed.
If this was due to causality, it couldn’t be helped, but it deeply displeased me that this bastard’s inferiority complex was daringly directed at me.
How dare some dick-haver bastard feel inferior to me?
I’d have to rip that bastard’s dick off.
“Why are you so twisted?”
“Am I wrong? Class A is the privileged class. No matter how hard Class b tries, it can never rise to Class A!”
Was there really a need to be so tied up over classes?
The original Choi Siwoo’s lines came to mind.
Choi Siwoo definitely delivered some pretty protagonist-like lines here too.
-That might certainly be true. There are many kids in Class A who got in through the power of their Family / Clan or because they’re wealthy. But not everyone is like that!
Choi Siwoo, who treated even a Loser/Nerd bastard like this well, was truly a textbook of morality.
Of course, the current Choi Siwoo was right on the verge of evolving into a Pet/Bitch, so it was obvious someone like Park Junhyeok wouldn’t even catch his eye.
Well, either way, it was a win-win for everyone, wasn’t it?
The problem was that this bastard had too much of an inferiority complex regarding Class A.
Even though the Class A kids themselves weren’t superior at all.
It couldn’t be helped. It meant that B-rank guys could never surpass A-ranks.
No matter how good your skills were, status ultimately played a huge role.
The problem was this.
Why was this bastard messing with me instead of Choi Siwoo?
“Do thorns grow in your mouth if you’re not in Class A? Or does seeing kids with privilege just make your blood boil?”
At my words, he just glared at me pathetically.
Then again, his childhood was truly spent in a household that was dirt poor. With a setting like that, how could he not be?
Regardless of that, I couldn’t help but feel angry.
I mean, really. Why was he throwing a fit at me instead of Choi Siwoo?
No matter how much this world was reality now, it felt like shit.
It would be nice if Choi Siwoo stepped up appropriately here.
But Choi Siwoo was now in a female state and was the Divine Sword, so that was impossible.
So I would take a different path from Choi Siwoo.
-But that doesn’t mean everyone in Class b is qualified to come to Class A. Why don’t you show me your skills? Try to beat me, the person you hate so much!
He definitely said something like that. But now, I was going the opposite way.
Shouldn’t a provocation be met with a provocation?
After all, Park Junhyeok was a walking inferiority complex.
Seeing how he sought me out instead of Choi Siwoo, it seemed that, as expected, the original work had been twisted so much that this bastard had no connection with Choi Siwoo.
And seeing him act like this now, even though I hadn’t met him either.
There was only one answer.
He had just watched my exploits so far and become steeped in an inferiority complex all by himself.
Besides, strictly speaking, unlike Choi Siwoo, I was also Yu Jinseok’s younger sister, so this bastard was just looking down on me for a moment.
“Look at this bastard. You’re just doing this purely out of jealousy. Does seeing the Class A kids piss you off? Then why don’t you try wielding a mythic weapon? Or try wielding the Divine Sword. Or try being from the Otherworld, or becoming a hero’s sibling.”
“…”
He was just a fucking idiot bastard.
A bastard like this wouldn’t be popular with a woman either.
Going purely by looks, he seemed like he could score a woman, but considering that mouth of his and his gloominess, he was a Loser/Nerd that a woman would take an interest in once and then run away from.
“You committed so many sins in your past life that karma made you be born dirt poor without parents, so why are you Your Excellency? What? Cheok Jun-gyeong? Does getting beaten up hurt any less if you say that?”
“You bitch!”
Right. That’s how you should react.
A man, really. If I went this far, he should figure it out and attack or something. Isn’t he embarrassed to be cursed at by a woman?
So I drove one more hit in here.
“Just shut up and attack, you idiot bastard.”