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I Killed an Academy Player Chapter 118: The Good, the Crazy and the Bizarre (1)

Chapter 118: The Good, the Crazy and the Bizarre (1)

Each​⁠ year, the freshmen‍​ students were required​‌⁠ to undertake a prac lesson at‍ the Hunting Grounds.‌

A select few of​​ the skilled 2nd⁠ year seniors would⁠ be placed throughout‌‌‌ the forest to‍ interfere with the​⁠ freshmen students, and​​⁠ the new students,‌‍⁠ who were forced‍ into the forest⁠ of unending battles,​‍ were assessed on⁠ their rational thinking⁠⁠ and fighting skills.‍⁠‍

It​‍ was a prac​‍ lesson design that‌‌‍ suited the purpose‌⁠ of a Guardian​ Academy, which aimed​‍ to nurture fighters.‌‍‌

“Today,‍‍ you will be⁠ assessed on your‌ survival skills in‍ the Hunting Grounds.”⁠

Chairman‍‌​ Eriu.

The⁠‌ young man with‍⁠‍ a pair of⁠​​ eyes that were⁠‌ as clear as⁠‌⁠ running water explained‍ to the new‍‌ students the prac​‍‍ lesson that would‍‍⁠ be happening shortly​‌⁠ in the Hunting‍‍ Grounds.

“Inside​⁠​ the forest are‌​‍ some of your​ 2nd grade seniors.⁠⁠⁠ You, fellow freshmen‌ students, need to‍ defeat them using‌​‍ every means possible​​ to take their⁠ armbands.”

Wasn’t⁠ that… too favorable⁠⁠‌ for the freshmen⁠⁠ students?

That⁠‌ was what the‌​​ students were thinking⁠‍ to themselves. In‌⁠‌ a way, they‌⁠⁠ weren’t wrong because‍ there were 400⁠ of them, which⁠‌‍ far exceeded the‌‍‍ number of 2nd⁠​ grade students that​​ were in the‌​​ forest.

However,⁠⁠ what they weren’t‌‌‍ aware of was‍​‍ that there were⁠‌ monsters in the​‍ current 2nd grade.​‍‍

There⁠‌ were many named⁠‌ characters, who had​⁠‍ already reached their‌‌‌ final level of‌‍ growth due to‍⁠⁠ one boy.

– Kwaaang!

“Uaahkkk!⁠​ A giant! It’s​⁠​ a giant!”

“The​​‍ tree’s moving! W,​‍ what is this…!!”⁠

“I’m​ losing my mindddddddd…!!”​

One​⁠ of them was‌‍‌ Yuel, who learned⁠ how to summon​ a Wickerman, the​‌​ secret hidden technique​ of druids.

“The‌‌‍ swords are flying​ arounddddd!”

“This​ can’t beeeeeee!!”

“Mommyyyy!!”‍⁠‍

There‌ was also Dorron,‌ the Mercenary of‍‍ Flying Swords, who‌​ was now wreaking⁠ havoc with more‍​ than ten expensive​ magic swords that​‌‍ he was able⁠⁠⁠ to afford after⁠⁠​ a successful investment.⁠⁠

“A‍ golem! It’s a golem!”

“Why‌​ are there so‍ many of them!?”​​

“What‍ is with that⁠⁠ massive walking golem!!?”​‍⁠

In‍‌​ addition to that⁠​ was the Golem​​ Mage, Kranel Luden,‌‍‌ who was able‌‌ to create two-legged​‌ super golems thanks⁠‍⁠ to the successful⁠ investment and a quick acquisition of​⁠​ golem creation techniques.‍

“Umm…⁠ Are you okay?”‌‍

“Ughh…⁠‍⁠ She’s smiling…”

“That’s⁠​ scary… She’s giving‍ me goosebumps…”

“I,‌⁠‌ I don’t think​ I’m that scary‍ though?”

“She’s​‌ still smiling…”

Successor‍‍‍ candidate of the​​​ Arden Family, Alicia⁠⁠‍ Arden.

“……”​‍⁠

As‌ for Hua Ran,‌⁠ the Heavenly Yaksha,⁠‍‍ there was no‌ need to even⁠​‍ bother talking about‍⁠ her. Her might⁠ was proven by‌‌ the tens of‍ unconscious people around‍‌ her.

And⁠‍‌ last of them‍ all was him.⁠‍

“Why‍⁠‌ so serious?”

Inside‌ the forest was​​‍ a clown with​‍ funny makeup.

****‍

A freshman student this‍ year, Germain Luther,⁠⁠ gave a faint​ smile while looking‌‍⁠ at the words,⁠⁠ Grade 2 Knight‌‌ written on his​ ID Card.

He⁠ was a devout​ believer, who never‌ strayed from the​‌ path of faith‌ ever since he‌ was born and‌⁠​ raised at the​ Saint Mikaela Monastery‍​​ of the Old⁠ Faith.

The⁠⁠ young man was⁠ quite proud of‍ the title on‌‌‌ his ID Card.‍‌

He‌⁠‍ wasn’t at the​​ top of the‌ grade because of‍ the Grade 1 Mage, Princess Miruam,‌ but that was⁠‍ by no means​‌‍ anything to be⁠‍ ashamed of, considering‌⁠ how Princess Miruam⁠ was another faithful‌​‍ believer of the​‌‍ Old Faith.

However,‌‍ one thing that‌⁠ didn’t sit well⁠‍​ with him was⁠‍ the fact that‌‌ there was a dirty pair of​‌ furry siblings, who​‍ also entered the​⁠​ Academy as Grade⁠​ 2 Knights.

It‍‌ was incredibly unpleasant⁠​ that he was⁠⁠​ attending the same‍ Academy as the​‍‍ pawns of the⁠ disgusting demons, but‍‌⁠ he couldn’t do‍‍ anything about it,​⁠ because Germain had‍⁠ a noble matter⁠⁠ to attend in‌ the Academy.

‘Captain‍​‍ Laurent…’

Last⁠​ semester, there was‌ a noble battle‌ in the Academy,‍⁠⁠ where the secret‍‍ ops of the‍ Old Faith that‍ were trying their​‍ best to defeat‍‍‌ several monsters had​​ been captured by‍‌ the evil hands‌ of the Academy.‌​‍

Sadly‌‌⁠ enough, Bishop Renault​ Lusignan denied his​⁠ relations with them,​​ but that didn’t⁠‌‍ mean that the⁠ Old Faith had⁠​‍ discarded its devout‌‌‍ followers.

The​ reason Germain Luther‍​ entered the Academy‍​ was exactly because⁠⁠ he needed to‌ identify their locations‌ and look for‌‌ ways to save​ them with the‌ help of their‌​‌ collaborators.

But‍‌ first off, there‌​​ was the need‍​​ to conceal his‍⁠ identity and avoid⁠ the watchful eyes⁠​​ of the Academy.⁠‌​ Hiding his true‍⁠‍ identity of being‍ a believer of‍‌ the Old Faith,‍ he pretended like‍‍​ a diligent student.‌‍

This‌‍ time around, Germain​⁠ was also planning‍⁠ to stay diligent‍‍⁠ throughout the Hunting‌⁠⁠ Grounds prac lesson.⁠

Raiding​‍ a 2nd year‍​ senior. In order‌ to fulfill that‍ objective, Germain had⁠​‌ formed a temporary‍​ party with a few other students.​ They were worthless‍‌​ second-rates at either‌ Grade 3 or⁠‍‌ Grade 4, but​ he believed that‍⁠‍ they should be​​ able to serve​ as expendable baits‌​ that could create‌ a gap in‍ the 2nd year‍ students.

“I,‍‌​ I found one!⁠‍‌ He’s right there,‍‍ Germain!”

They⁠‍ proved the effectiveness⁠​​ of large numbers,⁠‍ which was their‍⁠ only worth in‌‌‍ the first place.⁠⁠​ They managed to‌​ find a 2nd​⁠‍ year prey.

“It’s​‍‍ over there!”

Inside‍‌⁠ the forest, the‌ man was haughtily​ standing there by​‌‌ himself. He was‌‍ standing there with⁠​ his back towards​ them, while wearing‌‌‌ a strange purple-colored‍‌‌ suit and shoes​‍ that clearly did‍​‌ not suit the‌‍ forest in any‍‌ way.

Germain‍​ and 33 other‍‌ freshmen students immediately‌‍ encircled him.

“HA.​‌‌ HI. HO. HI.⁠‌⁠ HO.”

The‍ new students all‌‍ looked at the​​‌ 2nd grade senior,⁠‌⁠ who was slowly‍⁠​ turning his head‌‍ along with a strange laugh. In​‌ contrast to the​‌​ pale makeup that⁠‍​ was covering most‍⁠​ of his face‍ were his overly‌ vivid crimson lips.⁠

“Is‌‌ he a clown​‍ or what…?”

They‌‍ wondered how there‍‍ could be such​⁠⁠ a strange senior‌​ in their Academy,​‍ but despite his‍​​ appearance, they couldn’t‌‍ deny the fact​ that the silver⁠ spear in his⁠​​ hand was shining‌⁠‌ with an intimidating‍⁠‍ light.

“I⁠ don’t know who‍⁠⁠ he is, but⁠‍ there’s no way‍‍‌ he’s going to​​​ be my opponent—”​

It‌​ took less than‌⁠ 3 minutes for‍‌ most of the‍‍‍ students to lose‍​​ their armbands.

……⁠​​

“U,​‍ ughh…”

Germain‌‌‍ couldn’t comprehend what​ just occurred to‍​​ him.

Flames​​⁠ and a bright‌‌ ray of light​ had suddenly filled⁠‌‌ the forest, which‍‌‍ was then followed⁠​ by a ferocious​ scrimmage. The clown⁠⁠ carrying a spear‌​‍ immediately broke through‌‍​ their ranks and​‍‌ pushed the new​‍ students into confusion.‍

He⁠⁠ was exceptional at​⁠ fighting – he‌⁠⁠ was an experienced‌ and capable veteran‌ unlike what his‌ appearance suggested.

“Little‌​ junior. Are you​‍ still alive?”

Germain​‍​ held his ground‌​​ quite well, but‍ in the end,⁠‌​ he was helpless⁠​ before the persistent⁠⁠ stabs of the​⁠⁠ clown that aimed‌ at his weak⁠⁠⁠ points. On his​‍ bum, he watched⁠⁠‌ the clown walk‍ up to him.‌‌⁠ Germain was extremely‌​‌ humiliated by the​‍​ fact that he‍‍​ had lost to⁠ that ridiculous clown.‍

“Kuht!⁠⁠ Kill me!”

“HU,​​⁠ HI, HA, HI,⁠ HA, HA, HA.”‍

The​‍ senior let out‍‍ a bizarre laugh​ full of scorn.‌⁠‌

“Why‌⁠​ so serious?”

“Sorry?”⁠​

“WHY!‍‍ SO! SERIOUS!!??!?”

“What‌ are you even‍⁠ talking about!?”

After‌‍ saying that, the‍⁠ clown walked into‌⁠ the forest. Leaving‌ behind Germain who‌‍ was the only‍ one with his​ armband intact, he…‍

“ONEEEE~​​‍ TWOOOOO~ THREEEEE~”

“Fuck!”‌‌

The⁠⁠‌ clown started counting,⁠ as if giving⁠‌ him time to​​ run away.

‘That⁠‌ crazy fucker!’ While‍‌ swearing at him⁠ in his head,‌‌‌ Germain started sprinting⁠⁠ across the forest.⁠​

………​

……⁠⁠

Germain‌‌⁠ felt like he‌‍‌ was stuck in⁠⁠​ a bottomless quagmire.‌⁠‌

It‌​‌ had been an‌‍‍ hour already since‌ he started dashing‍‌ through the forest,‍ running away from⁠‌ a crazy purple​‌⁠ clown. What he‌⁠‍ couldn’t understand was​ that this madman‍ was persistently chasing​‌​ him and only‍‌‍ him.

“HA.‌ HI. HO. HI.‍⁠⁠ HO. HO. HO.”‍‍⁠

“Uahhhkk…!​‌ Stop! Please stop!”​

I don’t want to‍ hear that stupid​ laugh anymore! Why‍⁠ is he laughing‌ like that?

The‍​‍ madman was too​​ strong for Germain​⁠‌ to dismiss him‌​ as a simple‍​ lunatic. The purple‌‍ clown constantly bashed​​ him up, attacked‌‍ him with his​​⁠ spear and mocked⁠⁠ him before letting​‍‌ him run away‍​ without taking his‍ armband.

– Slam!

Germain’s‍‌ feet were caught‍​‌ by the silver⁠ spear, and he⁠​‌ fell straight on‌ the ground.

“Kuhkk…!”​‍‍

He‍ tried to stand‌‍ back up but‌ his exhausted body‍‌ refused to listen‌​⁠ to him. It⁠‍ shivered and fell‌​ back down.

In‍‌ the end, Germain‌ erupted in fury.‌‌​

“J,‍⁠ just stop! Are​⁠ you a madman​​‍ or what? Why‍‌ do you keep‌ laughing like that?!”⁠‍

“…”​⁠⁠

Suddenly‌⁠ the sound of‌ the laughter dwindled⁠ as the clown‌ walked out of​‍‍ the forest.

“Ughh…”‍

Germain⁠‍ didn’t have the⁠‍ energy to fight⁠ back anymore.

There‍⁠ was an overwhelming‍ gap between his‌ and the opponent’s‍ ability. It wasn’t‍‍ limited to just‍​‌ strength, aura or​ mana – his⁠‌ opponent was simply‌⁠‌ of a higher‌ quality than him​‌ as an experienced⁠⁠‌ warrior.

Despite‌‌​ his laughable appearance,‌⁠ the man in⁠ front of him‌‍ was definitely strong⁠‍ enough to enter‌ the category of‌⁠‍ ‘strong people’.

“Alright.‌‍ That’s enough acting.”​‌

“Huh?”‍⁠‍

“You‌ were a lot​​ more resilient than⁠‌‌ I thought.”

“Huhh?”‍‍​

Seeing⁠⁠ that the clown‌ who had been‌ harassing him like‍‌​ crazy until just⁠​‍ then was suddenly‍‍ smiling at him‍ and helping him⁠ stand back up,‌ Germain was lost⁠‌⁠ for words.

The​ purple clown even‍‌ dusted his clothes‍⁠ for him.

“You⁠ are the best​‍ out of all‍⁠ the freshmen students‍‍​ this year. Ah,​‌‌ of course that’s‍ excluding the princess.”‌⁠

“Sorry?⁠​ Wait, you mean…”​⁠‌

“That‍‍‌ was sort of‍ a test. Great​ job. You passed.”‍

“A‌ test?”

“Let‍ me introduce myself⁠‍‍ first. I am​ the leader of​‌ Korin Guardians, Korin‌ Lork.”

“Ah…”​​⁠

Korin‌ Lork.

He⁠​‌ wasn’t that well-known‌‌⁠ to the public,⁠⁠‍ but he was⁠⁠ famous among those‌‍‌ that were interested‌⁠‍ in the industry.⁠‌

He​ was the one‌‍ who went through⁠ an unconventional growth,‍ going from Grade​​‌ 5 to Grade‌⁠ 1 in just⁠​ one semester – the skilled expert‌​ who had a head-to-head fight against‌‍ Sword Master Lunia​ Arden.

There‌ weren’t many clues‍ about him that​‍ were revealed to‍‌ the public, but‌ it was said⁠‍‍ that the people⁠ from the Guardian‌ Alliance who attended‌‌ the grading test‌ were marveled at​⁠ his performance.

Besides,‌⁠‌ he was one​ of the top⁠‍ guardians who received⁠ permission from the⁠ Alliance to form⁠ an official Guardians⁠‍‌ Guild despite still‌⁠‍ being a student.‌‌

“I⁠⁠ was looking for​⁠ some skilled 1st​‍ grade students. You‍⁠⁠ were the best‌​ apart from the​‌‌ princess.”

“U,‌​ umm… Right.”

Germain‍​⁠ felt slightly better⁠ after receiving a compliment. That was​​ when the 2nd​‌ year senior rested‍‍ his arm on​ his shoulder like‌‍ a close friend.​‍

“What‌‍‍ do you say;​ any plans on‍​‌ joining our team?⁠‍​ Our doors are​​‍ always open for‍​‌ those with enough⁠ skills.”

He⁠⁠ realized immediately that‌⁠‍ this was a god-given opportunity. Korin‍ was a Grade​ 1 Guardian; the‍ members of his‌ group were all​‍ powerful, and their‍⁠ group was relatively​ free from the‍ constraints of the⁠‍​ Academy.

It‌⁠ would be of⁠ tremendous help for⁠ him when releasing‌​​ his comrades and‍​ importing items from‍‌​ their collaborators in⁠‍​ secret.

“T,‍‌​ thank you very‍​ much. It’s an​ honor, Senior.”

“Haha.⁠ Yeah yeah. All’s⁠‍ good if you’re⁠⁠ happy.”

With‍ a hearty laughter,‍ the senior, Korin‌​ Lork, tapped Germain‍ on his shoulder.‍

Keep‍​‍ your friends close​‌ and your enemies⁠​ closer.

****​

Ren‍ and Ron sprinted‌‌ across the forest‌⁠ in half-beastified states.​⁠

“Wow.‍​ Look, Ren. Look.​ I have this‍ much already.”

“Don’t‌ lower your guard.​⁠‌ The seniors are‌⁠ strong.”

The​‌ two of them​‍ had yet to‍‍⁠ come across the​‌ named 2nd year⁠⁠‍ characters. In fact,​⁠⁠ they did their‌ best to avoid⁠‌⁠ them.

Yuel,‍ Kranel, Dorron, Alicia,​‍ Hua Ran and​ Korin.

Each⁠⁠‌ and every one‌⁠ of them was‌ stronger than themselves.⁠⁠ And Ren’s idea​ was that it⁠​ would be better​ to defeat those‍‍ that were comparatively‌ weaker, instead of‍ trying to go​⁠​ big by aiming‌ for the seniors.⁠‌‍

“Besides…‍‍ the seniors aren’t⁠ our only enemies.”​⁠‌

“Die,‍ you damned beasts!”‌‍‍

One‍ of their freshmen‍⁠ peers suddenly shot⁠ out of the‌⁠ forest. The non-lethalized‍‍​ sword in his‍ hand gleamed sharply⁠⁠ as it fell​​ towards them.

“Knng…!”‌​​

– Bam!

“Huh?”​‌‍

However,​ Ren fended it​ off with her‌ bare body. She​ was unbelievably strong,‍‍​ considering how her⁠‌ body was smaller⁠⁠ than a 10-year-old’s.​‍​

“Ron.”​​​

“Okayy.”‌​

Ron‌‌ casually threw a fist, but the⁠‍‌ peer flew all​‍ the way back‍​ after allowing a direct hit by‌‍ his punch.

“Take⁠‌ his armband. That’s​⁠​ also going to‌ be a point.”‍⁠

“Alright!”⁠‍

The​ siblings, Ren and​​​ Ron, had received‍⁠ Grade 2 during​ their grading test.⁠⁠‍ Therefore, the two‌⁠ of them were​‌‌ wearing armbands that‌‍⁠ were worth a lot of points,​‌‍ which in turn​‌‍ resulted in a lot of people‌⁠ aiming for their⁠ bands.

“There‌‍ are… more and‌‌‌ more people attacking⁠‍⁠ us?”

“Is‍‌‍ that bad?”

“Of​ course it is!”‍

At​ the start, it​⁠‍ was pretty much‌‍ all about raiding‌​ the 2nd year‌‍ seniors. The freshmen⁠ had been confident‌​​ with the sheer‌‍​ difference in numbers,‍​⁠ and had gone‍⁠‌ up to attack‌⁠ their seniors in‍ groups.

However,⁠⁠⁠ everyone in the‌‍ Golden Generation, that‍ is the current‍ 2nd year students,​⁠ were monsters. A straight-forward numbers advantage​ was not enough​ to beat them.​‌

After⁠ realizing that the​ 2nd years will​‌‍ be hard to‍‌​ defeat, the freshmen⁠ started turning to‍‌ their peers.

[Die​‍ you beast!]

And‌⁠‌ Ren and Ron‌ were targeted the​⁠​ most because of‍ the two of‍‍‍ them being demi-humans.​‍​ Despite everything positive​ going on, it‌‍ was hard to​⁠​ get rid of⁠ the general vigilance⁠ and hostility against​‍⁠ demons.

………‍‍‍

……‌‌

“We’re​ about mid-way there.⁠ Most of the⁠‍ weaklings should be‍ disqualified already.”

Dorron‌ Warsky, who recently‌⁠ got promoted to‍‌⁠ semi-Grade 1, gathered‌‌‌ the tens of‌​ magic swords that⁠‍​ were rotating around‍‍ his body.

The‌⁠​ one who was‍ in charge of‌ commanding the 2nd‍‌ year students in‌‌ this Hunting Grounds⁠ prac lesson was‌⁠ none other than‌‍ that spearman. And​‌‌ that very spearman‌ had told him‍⁠‍ at the start​‌‌ to gather North‌​⁠ 1 hour after​​‍ the start of‌​‍ the prac.

“Fua~.‍ They are all‍‍ energetic!”

“I‍ gave up on‌⁠⁠ most of the‌‌‍ golems. Was that⁠ worth it?”

It‍⁠ seemed that Dorron‌​ wasn’t the only​ one who heard‍‌‌ that. Everyone ranging⁠ from Alicia Arden‌ to the Golem‍‍ Mage Kranel Luden;‍

“I​ came because you‌ told me to,‌ but what is⁠⁠ it?”

As⁠⁠​ well as Yuel‌‍‌ the Druid were‍‌‌ all there.

“All‌⁠⁠ I want is‌⁠⁠ to simply have⁠​⁠ a more exciting⁠ finish to the‍ game.”

Waiting‌‍‍ for them at​ the venue was⁠ Korin in the⁠⁠‍ bizarre outfit and‍ makeup of a clown, and Hua​⁠‌ Ran who was‍⁠⁠ yawning with her‍ head resting on⁠​​ his lap.

Practically‍‍‌ every one of‍ the 2nd grade’s​‌ Golden Generation had‌ gathered before the‍⁠ shed, the final‍‍ destination.

“By‌ the way, Mr.​⁠‌ Korin, what’s with⁠‌⁠ that strange appearance?”⁠⁠⁠

“You‌ wanna know how‌‌ I got these‍‍‌ scars?”

“…That’s⁠ just makeup, isn’t⁠‌ it?”

“Some‍⁠‍ men, just want‌ to watch the‍​ world burn!”

It⁠ was just one‍ of the same​⁠​ old crazy things‍ that Korin did‍‌ so Yuel and​ Dorron ignored it‌ but Kranel commented​⁠‍ because he just‌⁠​ couldn’t let it‌‍‍ be.

“And⁠ people call that⁠​​ crazy.”

“I’m⁠​‌ not crazy. I’m‍ just… slightly ahead‍ of the curve.”‌

“Haa~”‌​⁠

This‌‍ wasn’t the first‍ time he was‌‍ doing things like‌ that. It was‍ Immortan Lork last​​‌ year, but there‍​ seemed to be‌‍‌ something else that⁠ he was addicted‌ to this year.⁠​

“So,‌ Boss. What are‌‍ you going to⁠ do?”

Hearing‍ Dorron’s straightforward question,⁠​⁠ Korin gave a smirk. In his‌⁠​ hand was a bottle of oil‌‌ and a burning‌​ matchstick—

“I‌ will teach them‍ a lesson; that‍‍⁠ everything can burn!”‌​

Flick!‌

He‌‍‍ tossed the matchstick‍‌⁠ to the shed‍‍‌ as the shed‌ was then immediately​‍⁠ swept away by‌‍ tall scorching flames.‌‌

“Ah…”‍‍‍

The‌​ freshmen students that​‌ arrived at the‍‌ shed after a long and arduous⁠‌⁠ journey were appalled‍‍ at the sight‍⁠ of the burning⁠ shed.

“Crazy!‍​​ They must be‍‌​ crazy!”

“Some​‌ lunatic set the‍⁠ final destination on⁠‌​ fire!”

Unbeknownst‌​​ to most of​‌‌ the freshmen, there‍ was unfortunately a lunatic in the⁠​ 2nd grade.

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