Villain’s Hero Life

52nd

For a normal route, the freshman in class D had to fill out a year for a C-class promotion.

As a close example, it was this year that the first student to be promoted after being demoted to Class D last year.

In particular, Lee Jin-young is a professor who does not give good promotion recommendations to educators, and the impact was greater because rumors have it that getting recommendations from him was as difficult as getting stars in the sky.

And then, something really hard happened.

In less than two months since the ceremony became a new life.

“…….”

Silence that lasted a long time in the classroom.

I began to hear the murmurs of the students.

“Bar, did you hear that?”

“How long have you been an educator? I’m already being recommended by class C…?”

“No, that’s not the problem. Isn’t C-minus a year’s worth of D’s and E’s?”

I lifted my hand and silenced my surroundings in a commotion like this.

“I’m the one who suggests to you as a lecturer. If Kim Chang-sik doesn’t want to be an educator, I won’t force him. What do you think?”

Until Kim Jin-young was presenting the test results, the ceremony of looking out the window with a grumpy expression also made my head complicated.

Would you rather go up there? ‘

He had not left the mind of the ceremony to worry about whether he was a talent that was only available in class D, or if there were more incidents.

The more I got used to this place, the more I felt like I was losing my memory of my old life as a waste.

‘Hmmm… First, I need to go through the future notes that I organized at that time.’

As the ceremony did not answer easily, the surrounding area began to rumble again.

“Huh? That’s not a face.”

“You don’t want to flip? I thought I’d say yes right away.”

“Kim Chang-shik must know the reputation of C class, even though Kim Chang-shik is too ‘kill the new one’.”

Kim Jin-young also began to give information about class C on the lengthening concerns of the ceremony.

“… you all know that since class C, a lot has changed in Academy life, including joining a club.”

The intestine became as quiet as a ghost when he opened his mouth.

Kim Jin-young folded her arms and continued to talk.

“If you join a club, you can become familiar with classroom C as well as classroom B and A students.”

“I may also participate in the association’s mission from C class. Building a field experience with professional heroes starts with class C.”

Then I looked back at the ceremony.

“I recommend you get promoted to class C if you have enough skills. And I think that student Kim Chang-sik is capable enough.”

The ceremony slowly nodded while keeping quiet, and Professor Kwak Jin-young sighed briefly.

“Well, even if I recommended it, you’d have to pass a promotion review. Everything is a student’s choice. I’ll give you some time to think about it.”

After finishing his speech, he glanced at Izzie.

I was originally going to recommend it to Index, but Kim Jin-young’s judgment changed at the comet-like ceremony.

Therefore, I had no choice but to feel sorry for her.

‘Hmm…?’

However, the exponent that should be grinding and grinding his face was having an unexpected reaction.

It’s like looking at the ceremony as if it were the object of admiration.

Kwak Jin-young was a little embarrassed by her grimacing face as if admitting it.

What happened out there? ‘

Lee Jin-young tilted her head once, scratching her cheeks and opening her mouth.

“… Okay, that’s it. I’m going back to class.”

* * * * *

After Lee Jin-young’s lecture, Vice President and Kim Byung-mun called the children, including Chang Ceremony and Lee Ji-su, an artifact warehouse.

overwhelmed inside a magnificent warehouse.

“Wow…, that’s amazing. I’m not kidding.”

“Is this all an artifact?”

“Hey, hey, hey. Kim Chang-sik, look at that.”

I began to explain the futile history of the Academy Artifact Warehouse as if Kim Ban Mun was proud of their reactions.

And the children nodding their heads, shining their eyes at his pride.

Kim said, sweeping his chin as if he was satisfied.

“Hehe… yes, yes. This is a natural response.”

When the ceremony entered the artifact warehouse the other day, Kim Byungmun was a disappointed reaction.

The ceremony prompted him to take a step, looking at him deeply.

“That’s it. Let’s get what we need and get out of here.”

“Huh…! Come with me, haha!”

As the ceremony entered the warehouse, the children followed him and began to observe the artifacts.

I told Kim that I would come again later because I didn’t have the necessary artifacts for the ceremony right away.

So now I was going to find the artifact of the Nazihar.

‘That’s the name…, I can’t remember.’

The Chang Ceremony immediately looked at Kim Byung-mun, who was following her around.

“Is there a switch blade here?”

“… a switch blade? Push the button and bam! And reveal the sword?”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

“Well, wait a minute.”

Kim Byungmun took out his handset and started tapping.

“Switchblade in dagger category…. Oh, here are a few.”

Kim Ban Moon is starting to lead.

The ceremony followed his instructions.

And a few switchblades on display.

The ceremony that was taking a good look at the daggers on display soon smiled at my mouth.

‘I found it…. As expected, it was in the Academy Warehouse.’

[Switch Blade Cupid OTP (Rare)]

When you press the button, the blade protrudes strongly from the handle.

You can have a very unusual combat style as long as you handle it well.

In the groove at the center of the blade, paralysis flows and slowly seals off the movement of the attacking opponent.

“Perfect for a narcissist.”

Originally in the future, it was one of the artifacts robbed by Railroad and Nanamichi who succeeded in Academy II terrorism.

Then a distorted smile, an artifact in the hands of the Nazarene.

Now I was going to return to the Nazihar through the ceremony.

‘Hmm…, good.’

The ceremony nodded and looked for a sign.

He’s turning his back and touching something nearby.

The ceremony approached him right away…

“You, … what is that?”

He already had a longsword in his hand.

“Huh!? Ah… How’s it going, Changshan? This looks good, right?”

I saw a gorgeous-looking longsword as I stared at the enemy.

It was a longsword he couldn’t handle easily at first glance.

“A distorted smile is a longsword?” ‘

Unexpected conditions at all.

I examined the characteristics of the colorful sword that is suitable for the occasion of the ceremony.

[Penncy Sword (Rare)]

A splendid sword originally made for ceremonies.

An elegant and sophisticated exterior perfect for home décor.

Designed for ceremonial use, the blade is blunt.

‘…….’

I laughed at the mouth of the ceremony.

“Hey, don’t talk nonsense. Just do this.”

Along with that, I held the switchblade in the hands of the enemy.

A wand-shaped handle that differs greatly in appearance compared to the fancy longsword it holds.

The enemy reluctantly received the switchblade given to him by the ceremony.

And then he presses the button on the handle.

Pitching!

You hear a heavy metal hiss and the blade protrudes strongly from the lever.

Check out how to cook a Dagger.

Then he scratched his cheek as if it were not satisfactory enough and carefully spoke to the Chang ‘an.

“Uh, well. It’s okay…, but I like this better!”

He heard the fence word again.

A worthless ornamental sword left in his favourite weapon of the future.

There was one peculiar thing about the eyes of the ceremony that felt strange.

‘Huh…? I think I’ve seen that somewhere before.’

The ceremony suddenly gives you a glimpse of Carl Axius floating around.

‘… it looks similar?’

That the appearance of the Changing Ceremony resembles the sword.

There were other parts of it, to be sure.

When I looked at it, it felt similar.

‘He can’t be…’

It’s different to look at him with those ridiculous eyes, shifting the Blade of Creation and the sword of your choice.

The ceremony landed on his forehead.

Then he took the long sword with him in it.

“Use this instead of this garbage.”

“Huh?”

So the ceremony put the right Longsword in the corner and dragged his shoulder.

He kept looking back and looking at the sword like a mother who had left her child.

Of course, his influence on himself is highly unstoppable despite his unconsciousness.

But I didn’t want it to change even the artifacts that the future guy had to use.

‘I need a distorted smile, not a copycat who imitates me.’

The ceremony, which shortened the situation, waited for a woman and an index at the entrance to the warehouse along with the enemy.

A little while later, the index appeared first as a single face.

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[Battle Tights: Black Mamba (Rare)]

High-strength combat tights that can withstand any amount of impact, impact, and sharp blade attacks.

Extremely light and does not cause any movement problems when worn.

‘That’s good.’

The reason why the index is building a single smile was reasonably an artifact that fits her battle style.

However, the problem was the beautiful bear, Han Woong.

“… What are you?”

“Huh? What?”

The artifact she chose earlier was a decorative sword, a fence word, taken from the enemy and placed in a corner.

Fortunately, she is aware that her chosen artifact is a swarm, scratching the back of her head and avoiding the eyes.

How the hell did you find that? ‘

The woman who found the sword looked very strange because she put it in a hidden corner just in case.

And seeing that he was wielding the Blade of Ceremony like a red herring, it made me think that they had chosen the same sword.

“Phew, put it down.”

“Oops…?”

“You can’t even use a sword. I’ll just pick something else for you.”

“Hmmm, sorry…”

Scratching the back of his head and smiling anxiously.

The Changing Ceremony took him back inside the warehouse.

Eventually, while increasing the force stat by 1, it was possible to find gauntlet shaped artifacts with characteristics that changed to the size and shape of the wearer’s hand.

* * * * *

While the ceremony and children were picking out their artifacts in the warehouse, there was a group assault in the Academy C classroom.

There was blood on the floor.

You notice black marks everywhere.

and surrounded by students who are being called “freshmen slaughtered.”

“Oh, you bastard.”

“Get down from there.”

“Hey, you know you’re strong. Come back a year later. At the time, I just accept it without this.”

Other than a little sweat, the traditional C-class students look fine.

And it’s the people who are being gang-raped to make them bleed.

He was the oldest admissions assigned to class C.

“Huff, huff!”

For days, even after assaulting a group that possessed the ongoing struggle, the fatality has remained steady in C-band.

Students who look bored with the appearance of such chivalry.

“Hey, you’re the longest recorder. That’s enough.”

“Oh, what a couple of days. Now I’m gonna get bit.”

And then, surrounded by bloodshed, he drew a white smile on his mouth.

“Screw you.”

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