There are a lot of people you can mock, but you choose me to be mocked, the pettiest of all the people here.Observing the only handle sword of the three-starred noble and Livia's sword, still long and shining, I start yelling."What a great shame for a three-star noble to lose to a poor one-star noble. It's so painful to see. If I were the three-star noble, I'd hide in a hole, unable to show my face to others," I say mockingly.The three-star noble in the arena, his body shaking, is unable to make a move. Livia's face turns serious, ready to strike him down."Oh, I'm so frightening, my body trembling. What a disgrace, a three-star losing to a one-star. I'm going to live in shame for my entire life," I continue to mocking him.The three-star noble, once proud, now tremble, his ego shatter by soon public defeat.“I even lost to a woman. As a man, I should just go die. For I am born useless, a three-star useless noble. What a disease, a pollution to the air. Starting today, people will
At the entrance ceremony, the hall is vast and grand, resembling a majestic museum with its impressive architecture. Filling with he murmurs of the new students.Around 400 students are present this year, with a select few chosen without needing tests, representing the crème de la crème.As I sit to one side, it feels almost magnetic, reminiscent of how the rich get richer while the poor get poorer due to an invisible force pulling poor aura to them.When I take my seat, the three-star nobles avoid me as if I were a plague, yet one star noble sees me as a lucky charm, gathering around me.Whether I like it or not, this makes me the de facto leader of these less esteemed nobles. Maybe my first impression yesterday attached ot their mind. People love to gather around strong people."Alex, this is Mira, my best friend," Livia introduces me to her friend. Mira, with her light brown hair and cheerful disposition, radiates warmth like the sun, a stark contrast to Livia’s perennial gloom, wh
On that night, I visited a bar linked to a gambling den. The air was chilly from the air conditioner, mingling with the sweet scent of alcohol, the haze of smoke, and the murmurs of people filling the atmosphere.I walked to the blackjack table and sat there; among all the games in this den, I had playing virtually.“See there, what’s a poor guy doing here?” one of the players sneered, eyeing my modest attire.“I came to win,” I overheard him talking to his friend and couldn't resist replying, “Not like you're here to give away your money, loser.”He looked at me and laughed, “Care to play a game with us?”“That’s what I’m here for,” I smirked, brimming with confidence.In this gambling game, robots ensure fairness, but there’s always a pattern to their programming.I’ve spent enough time here to learn it. Plus, I have a unique ability to see far and beyond, allowing me to spot even the concealed cards.As the game began, about eight players, including myself, exchanged serious glance
"Alex, is that you?" The voice is feminine, laced with surprise.I whip around, my heart thudding in my chest, and there stands Mira, her eyes wide, locking onto mine."What are you doing here?" I blurt out."I am working here, as a waitress," she responds."Did nobles work as waiters?" Confusion clouds my thoughts. Her cheeks flush with a touch of embarrassment."We one-star nobles have no money; we have to work. But now, my workplace is gone. Did you destroy it?" Her eyes shimmer with unshed tears, vulnerable and seeking.“No,” I sidestep the accusation swiftly, vehemently."Your owner hit the destruction button; he's the one at fault." I emphasize, trying to shift the blame away from myself.Mira's face crumples, her eyes brimming with tears, "What should I do now?" Her voice is a whisper, fraught with despair."Why do you need money?" I probe, genuinely curious."The academy fee isn't cheap," she murmurs."How about trying to get a scholarship?" I suggest, hoping to offer a sliver
The princess gazes at me, her eyes brimming with curiosity, “What can you teach me?”“I can teach you almost everything,” I reply with pride, placing the wooden sword back on the rack.“Can you teach me how to raise my strength?” she probes, her brow furrowed in inquiry.“Well, that is the easiest one,” I declare, leaning against the wooden rack, “What will you give me in return if I teach you that?”“How much do you want?” Her voice is steady, betraying no sign of hesitation.“I don’t need money,” I quickly add, my eyes meeting hers.“So what do you need then?” she asks, her eyes searching mine for clues but now she look in cautious.“I need you to find a way to make me into rank 2 within a year,” I state, my gaze unwavering.The princess scrutinizes me, “What do you want to achieve by becoming Rank 2?”I shrug, an easy smile playing on my lips, “Nothing, I just think it would be cool to have that rank.”“And what will you give me in return?” she inquires, her tone laced with curiosi
The fat man and the bodyguard stare at me, their eyes wide with shock before twisting into anger."What are you doing?" the bodyguard seethes, stepping forward, his bulky frame tense with fury."What?" I retort, feigning innocence."You gave them all the pills.""I bought the pill. I paid with my money. Can't I share it with each of my friends?""You can, but not here!" The fat man bellows, his face flushing a deep red. "You are breaking my business.""Really?"The tension escalates as those who overdosed on the pills begin to roar. "Arggghhh!!!!!!!" Their cries fill the air, a harrowing sound of transformation.The pill, infused with demon blood, was meant to give a surge of euphoria felling with just one.However, consuming ten triggers a terrifying change.While the pill is expensive, someone had been consuming it moderately. But when it is free, people try to consume more and the overdose led to drastic physical changes: muscles swell, and faces contort with destructive power, ref
The next day at school, I find myself walking to the Princess’s training hall.The training room is empty, except for the princess, waiting alone.She stands there in a striking sport bra and long leggings, her attire accentuating her sexy athletic build.She is looking at me with hesitation."Have you made up your mind?" I ask.With a flushed face, the princess responds, “Not, yet. But I will just try it once, to see if you're just scamming me or if this is real.”“Suit yourself,” I reply, walking toward her.Gazing into her big blue eyes, framed by long brown hair tied in a ponytail, I sense her nervousness.I lean in slowly, pressing my lips against hers. Sharing my life energy to her.Suddenly, she kneels, her body radiating heat.“What happened?” she asks, her voice trembling with fear.“The life energy is entering your body. It might be painful for a while before your body adjusts the new strength. Just wait,” I explain, then walk out of the training hall, leaving her to process
Walking to the grand training hall reserved for three-star nobles, I am met by the sight of around 80 students. With the twelve accompanying me, our total comes to 92.“Hey, I'll wait here. Call the other eight, so it rounds up to exactly 100 people. Having an odd number just itches my OCD,” I announce. “I'll give you more time.”Most of them are visibly shocked upon seeing me.“Do you know why you are here?” a particularly arrogant man inquires, his presence commanding as others give him space and hang on his words.“Sure,” I respond confidently. “Even the simplest man could tell from the looks on your faces that you're not thrilled about a starless noble becoming the top rank, stepping over each of your head.”“So you're challenging me to a one-on-one hundred fight in this free-for-all fight, where the loser must surrender everything to the winner, even if death occurs?”“But we'll draft an agreement to avoid any legal troubles should one of us die, right?”The crowd is taken aback,