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Chapter 8 - Student Selection (3)

[Proficiency of has increased.]

[Basic Swordsmanship – 0.23%]

[You have finished the daily training. A reward is given.]

It has been a month since I fell here. 

And about 3 weeks since I clung to that damned daily training. 

That damned daily training now counted continuous movements as a single movement.

In other words, doing 100 downward cuts and then 100 horizontal cuts does not increase proficiency by 0.02%, but increases proficiency by 0.01%.

Do you think it's too much? 

Me too, fuck.

However, there wasn't an operator I could argue with about this, so I had no choice but to do it while spitting out curses abundantly.

'I hate the penalty to death.'

Although I have no memory of when I received the penalty, it is because fear has been deeply embedded on an instinctual level.

It had become a body that could not refuse anymore.

Still, there were things I found out in depth about this daily training.

First, as I initially thought, the achievement reward is applied as long as I fill it within the day, leaving just one aside. 

It was a fortunate thing.

Second is that I don't necessarily have to do it by dividing it into one hundred times each. 

It was okay to fill one hundred times by alternating two movements one by one. 

Or I could divide it however I wanted, like 50, 100, 50, and as long as I filled the quota, it was acknowledged. 

However, it is not acknowledged if other movements are mixed in.

Anyway, since I've been doing this shit for nearly 3 weeks, I got used to it, and now 3 hours is enough to fill all 200 repetitions.

Flash-

[You have finished the daily training. A reward is given.]

I finished all of today's training. 

Now there was no unsightliness of lying down.

As I lightly wiped away the sweat, a welcome notification was seen.

[Favorites Change Notification]

[34->35]

[LIFE TIME : 34 Months -> 35 Months]

The number of favorites that was running toward 0 had climbed up to 35. 

So that means somehow I have become able to survive until 35 months later when Glasco is captured. 

I felt that quite a bit of leeway had been created.

'By any chance, if the favorites increase further, is the capture also postponed?'

The reason Lucas meets his death. 

I harbored a vague hope in the expectation that if the capture of Glasco is delayed, I might be able to survive a little longer.

[Favorites Change Notification]

[35->36]

Just in time, the number of favorites increased.

[The number of favorites has exceeded the first event start date.]

But a strange notification popped up, not the [LIFE TIME] blah blah notification I always saw. 

Since I have no good memories regarding new notifications, vigilance boils up intensely.

As if mocking my vigilance, an additional notification floated up.

[System reorganization begins.]

'24 hours.'

Looking at the count decreasing by 1 second, my heart goes anxious for no reason. 

Because I had a strong premonition that once that count ends, somehow I would have to roll around.

***

"Dad! I want to go to school!"

"What? Where are you going?"

"School!"

"No, what school are you...."

To his father who expressed doubt, the boy held out Glasco's recruitment guidelines.

"I want to go here."

He was pointing his finger exactly at Lucas's new class.

"Hmm... Ailon? That place is a combat department?"

"Even so!"

"Haa...."

Ailon's father fell into deep contemplation.

It is not that he lacks the money to send him to school. 

Since he is the continent's greatest tycoon, the Head of the Dusk family.

The problem is the department the son wants to go to.

The class Professor Lucas is newly creating.

Since it is a lecture opened by him, the Hero of the Eastern Front, naturally it would be a combat department.

"Ailon. That place will be incredibly difficult physically. Enough that it won't be easy for you to endure."

He held his son's skinny hand and spoke with difficulty.

Ailon is suffering from an incurable disease where muscles do not attach congenitally. 

Fortunately, it wasn't a life-threatening disease, and since he didn't have much interest in physical activities until now and liked magi-engineering, it wasn't to the extent of influencing real life.

However, this lecture is different.

Physical activities will be the mainstream, and Ailon will taste frustration due to his physical limitations. 

Knowing the reality this positive child would face, the father's chest tightened heavily.

"It's okay, Dad. I can endure it all. Look here, it says there are no application conditions! Then wouldn't I be okay too?"

"Ailon...."

Right. 

It is a reality the child must collide with at least once anyway. 

He decided to cheer for his son. 

And Ailon would be filtered out on his own during the interview. 

The experience of failure would also be helpful in making his son solid.

"Okay. I will allow it. Instead, even if the result isn't good, you must accept it."

"Yeah!"

"And one kiss added every day."

"Umm...."

He put up the skinship his son hated most as a condition, but Ailon pondered for a moment and nodded his head.

"Okay. Whatever. Cause I'm gonna go to Glasco!"

***

The country of knights, Ermel. 

And the noble family representing Ermel, Athlon. 

Following the first Head, Trion, who was the primary contributor to making the Duchy of Ermel into a Kingdom, this family has solidified its position as a famous sword family by producing Master-class knights in succession, and a genius was born once again in this family.

Jesse Athlon.

Ermel's treasure who held a sword at age 5, defeated those twice his age at age 8, and is certain to reach the stage of a Master before reaching 30.

Such a person grew up receiving full support from Ermel's academy, 'Cadein', from a young age.

Naturally, advancement to Cadein was certain, and there was not even room for doubt that he would shine Cadein's name there.

"I will go to Glasco."

However, that genius's choice was Glasco.

The Hero of the Eastern Front named Lucas, whom he heard of by chance.

The exclusive class that such a man is newly creating.

"Is there even anything for me to learn at Cadein? They are all people far below me. I want to learn from the best. If it's Professor Lucas, he has the qualification."

This confident young genius's choice was something too rational.

He had already mastered Cadein's curriculum from a young age, and now even Cadein's graduating class could not reach the tip of his toes.

Jesse pursued strength, and Cadein cannot contain such a person.

If it's Lucas, it might be possible.

Cadein naturally opposed greatly, but their support was in the realm of 'goodwill' to the end. 

It wasn't that they made a contract or anything, but they volunteered while dreaming of a natural future.

It became a situation where they did all the hard work only for someone else to benefit, but what could they do. 

Given that Jesse Athlon is not a child of an ordinary family but the legitimate line of the Athlon family.

They had no choice but to watch the best talent be taken away with their eyes open.

"Hey, Torres. You're going too."

"Eh... M-Me too?"

"There's no one to attend to me there! If you fail... you die?"

"B-But...."

"Are you talking back? Ha, our education has been very lacking meanwhile. Right? Grab a wooden sword and follow me."

"Y-Young Master... I-I am sorry. M-Mercy...."

"Y-Young Master... Phew. Stuttering bastard."

And his sandbag also headed to Glasco.

***

"Umm...."

I expected it, but Lucas's name became a tremendous advertisement. 

It hasn't even been two days since we started accepting admission applications, but the number of hopeful applicants has already exceeded three times that of average years.

Thanks to that, work has increased, but it is also true that I am already pleased at the thought of picking out the gems.

'Let's see, the successor of the Magic Tower? Ho-oh, fresh. Next is, oh, the Athlon family applied too! Wait, if it's Jesse Athlon, isn't he that prodigy!'

The aspect of the applicants is considerable.

There was the successor of the Magic Tower, and even the prodigy of the neighboring nation Ermel knocked on Glasco's door.

Ronald forgot his dignity and laughed heartily.

A smile is built at the thought of raising these treasures under Glasco's name.

Besides this, the child of the continent's greatest tycoon, the Dusk family, also stood out.

"My my. I must be careful. I should clearly drive a nail in."

One must be careful with this type of applicant.

Since they might be aiming for donation admission.

Glasco must be a cradle of talent to the end. 

There should be no event where someone unfitting of Glasco's name stands behind Glasco's name with money.

"I will set this child aside separately...."

In these cases, I set them aside separately and send a reply all at once. 

In order to drive the nail in that there is no donation admission.

Normally it was an uncommon category, but this year they are overflowing. 

The most representative is the Dusk family, and children of other tycoons exist in great numbers too. 

Enough that I have to set them aside separately.

Ronald's hands classifying them become busy. 

However, he does not look at a single one carelessly.

His expression became briefly distant when grabbing a certain application form. 

Like a person caught in a hallucination.

On that application form, the name of 'Shadow' was clearly written.

***

[System reorganization is complete.]

'Something big is coming.'

At the end of waiting for a full day, the thing called system reorganization finally ended. 

Due to tension, I couldn't sleep properly... Ah, I originally couldn't sleep well. 

Anyway, I couldn't sleep properly. 

While waiting, I killed time with daily training too, but it fell far short.

Anyway, the long, long wait has ended.

I intend to watch clearly just how it changed for it to make a fuss in this manner.

[The number of favorites exceeding the first event start date, recommendations, and comments are integrated and given as 'Points'.]

['Points' can be used in the Gold Shop.]

[Beginning settlement.]

[Favorites Increase +5]

[New Recommendations +12]

[New Comments +2]

Right, I expected that the capture of Glasco wouldn't be postponed. 

But the appearance of a new currency was a bit unexpected.

The only means to obtain the Gold Shop's main currency is donation.

To speak honestly, more difficult than the favorites count increasing, more difficult than recommendations and comments being posted, is exactly donation. 

Naturally, Gold supply is hard and prices are high to a crazy bastard level, so I didn't dare to utilize it properly.

However, with the newly created concept called 'Points', the burden will be lessened to some extent. 

Of course, obtaining points isn't easy either, but it should be better than Gold.

...I reflect on my complacency of thinking so.

Actual Gold and Points were completely different things.

To the extent that they are classified into a new category.

Conscientiously, I expected I could exchange and use them at a ratio of about 10:1.

But it was completely different.

Things that can be bought with Points and things that can be bought with Gold were completely different.

'Still, is it not bad...?'

The reason such an ambiguous judgment comes is.

-Strength +1 10P

-Agility +1 10P

-Intelligence +1 10P

.

.

.

Because only stats could be bought with Points.

While accepting and eating as much as 10P for it.

So that means if I want to raise Strength by 1, favorites must increase by 10, or 10 comments must be posted, or recommendations must be stuck in by 10 each.

There is no history of me receiving comments and recommendations of such numbers.

Ah, of course excluding the malicious comments on the completion announcement.

Anyway, besides those basic stats, I could purchase not only trivial stats like Cleanliness, Elegance, and Dignity, but also height, weight, and even genital size.

"No, why on earth do they sell this?"

[You have purchased Girth Increase +1.]

Thanks.

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