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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Shio
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After that tremendous melee, exactly nine students survived as if by magic.
‘Impressive.’
Even after a battle lasting more than half a day, they remained vigilant.
It wasn’t for nothing that they were called the top ranks of Mirinae Academy.
At the peak of the deserted island, where the most noble honor was said to reside, I watched the situation unfold from a nearby plain, maintaining a safe distance and concealing my presence as much as possible.
“Was it you? Were you the one who did this, commoner?”
“That kind of attitude won’t do. Here, everyone is equal.”
“Hah, you think you’re something just because a commoner ranked first? You can’t even beat me.”
“That’s something we’ll have to find out.”
Woo Do-Hyun and Bellos Belon were in the best condition.
As the 1st and 3rd ranked students, they looked the most intact among the nine.
Following them were Mijuran in 4th, Yu So-hyun in 5th, and Kim Seok-cheol in 8th.
The parade of top-ranking first-year students continued.
“Is this necessary? We can just fight, can’t we?”
“Stupid girl.”
“What? What did you just say?”
Bellos, arrogant as ever, was busy picking fights, oblivious to how insufferable he was being.
If this were a normal situation, nothing might have happened, but…
“Mijuran, I understand you’re angry, but how about apologizing to Woo Do-Hyun first? There’s nothing wrong with what he said.”
This was no ordinary situation.
3:6.
It was the fantastic ratio of nobles to commoners that I had engineered.
They had also somewhat gauged each other’s strengths by now.
“What?”
“I said apologize. This isn’t the outside world; this is Mirinae Academy. There’s no commoner here you can look down on.”
In short, Bellos Belon wasn’t intimidating anymore.
Kim Seok-Cheol knew this too, which is why he was baring his teeth at Bellos as if he had nothing left to lose.
Bellos might have been scary when they didn’t know his strength, but after spending half a day fighting together, there was nothing left to fear.
“It’s natural now that they’ve gauged each other’s strengths and realized their numbers are more than double.”
But Bellos wasn’t one to swallow his pride.
The Empire wasn’t weak enough to change its attitude just because the situation was unfavorable.
“You think you’re something just because you have numbers? You lowly creatures.”
With those final words, Bellos…
Bang!
He moved.
His first target was Kim Seok-Cheol, who had been spouting impertinent words. Kim Seok-Cheol tried to respond, but his body, exhausted from the prolonged battle, wouldn’t obey him.
“Argh!”
“Don’t try to climb up.”
With one strike, Bellos eliminated Kim Seok-Cheol, accurately hitting his chin, and continued his onslaught without rest.
He seemed to understand that moving first in a standoff situation would make him the primary target.
“He moved that way!”
“Only the weak band together”
Bellos was destroying students with shocking skill.
The gap between him and the others was unbelievable, considering they were all in the same year and class.
“That’s right.”
The large gap between main characters and regular characters wasn’t easily bridged.
In the early stages, the difference is even more pronounced due to the advantages gained in the prologue.
That was why I had ambushed Meiri to defeat her.
With Bellos insulting the commoners, they banded together to attack him, forcing the remaining three nobles to ally with each other.
In the end, the numbers had decreased, but the situation remained unchanged.
When unfamiliar with each other and placed in a dichotomous environment of class, their choices were limited.
For those accustomed to resolving conflicts through combat, alternative solutions seemed inconceivable.
“Haaaaaah!”
Breaking, shattering, eliminating, being eliminated.
Despite being only nine people, they antagonized and hated each other.
The final victor, dragging their exhausted body, was…
‘…Why isn’t it ending?’
It was Woo Do-Hyun, the hardworking genius, sword saint, and true protagonist of Final Destiny.
He had countless epithets and an overpowered skill that could cut through anything with a single sword.
Born with the talent of a sword saint, he was puzzled that the survival game hadn’t ended even after defeating the remaining students.
And then,
“Why would it? Because there’s still one person left.”
I revealed myself, dropping my concealed presence and slowly regulating my breath.
“So we were all played by you from the beginning.”
Woo Do-Hyun immediately grasped that I was the culprit behind this incident upon seeing my completely unexhausted appearance.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
I feigned ignorance, of course. I wasn’t about to admit it.
“Don’t lie.”
“I just hid and came over when it got noisy.”
I countered Woo Do-Hyun’s accusation with innocent eyes, as if I knew nothing of the deception.
‘This makes me seem like a villain.’
Woo Do-Hyun was using his sword as a cane to support his trembling legs, and I approached him leisurely.
Looking at the situation alone, it was clear who the villain and hero were.
“Next time, I won’t be fooled like this.”
“Oh really? But there won’t be a next time.”
Because a newbie could never beat a veteran.
Whoosh! Thwack!
A sharp, clean high kick sliced through the air, crashing into Woo Do-Hyun’s head with a bone-rattling impact sending his body flying.
Before he flew into something and suffered additional damage, he was absorbed by a portal.
“Finished.”
A message appeared announcing the end of the long, drawn-out deserted island survival.
Final survivor: Lee Seok-Hyun.
It had a really nice ring to it.
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[Shio here~!
Can we get an IQ test on our MC? I feel like it’s needed. Listening to death note OSTs while working on this chapter fit so nicely.]
big brained