The Max Level Hero: Strike Black

Three

Jack looked around bewilderedly, this place is not his classroom... just looking at the size of this room is enough to understand, it's too large, only two wooden doors, and it doesn't look like his hall room. your school.

"U-u-uh..."

Hearing the groans, Jack realized that Janet was still lying next to him, no, his entire class was lying unconscious on the stone floor.

"Hey, Leila..."

Jack gently shook Janet to wake her up.

“Um… Huh? Christopher? Huh… Wait! W-Where is this?"

Just woke up to find herself lying in the middle of this strange scene, Janet could not help but panic.

"I don't know girls either..."

"What the hell is this place!?"

Jack was talking when he was interrupted by Lee's high-pitched scream, and it seemed that the others had also been awakened by it. They slowly sat up, rubbed their eyes and looked around bewildered.

Suddenly, Jack heard a clack, when he looked in that direction, the wooden door was open. Entering the room was an old man with white beard and white hair. He wears a white robe that covers his head and feet and walks with a wooden cane.

The old man looked at the group of students intently, only smiling and muttering "T-Success...".

Then the old man cleared his throat a few times and began to speak.

"I'm sure everyone here is still pretty shocked at what happened, but please don't worry, I don't mean anything bad. Welcome to Terraria, Heroes!!!"

'Um... Just a coincidence, right? ...I'm getting tired again... Mom!"

“You're probably still quite surprised by what happened, but don't worry, I didn't mean it badly. Welcome to Terraria, Heroes!!!”

'What the hell is going on anyway?' Jack felt extremely embarrassed.

After a long while, the room was still silent, the faces of the teenagers still showed surprise and confusion. In the end, the class president, Simon Jacob was the first to break the silence, representing the old man in the white robe to ask questions.

“Sorry… But… would you mind explaining to us what's going on? Otherwise, how will we know if you mean it or not?”

“Ah, yes, actually… It's a long story, the king will elaborate. But generally speaking, I am the one who summoned you to this place as Heroes!”

Hearing the old man's strange answer, Jacob narrowed his eyes in puzzlement, but he still managed to stay calm and asked calmly.

“Hero? Excuse me, but did you make a mistake? We are just students.”

"No, I'm not mistaken!" – The old man suddenly let out a shout before clearing his throat for a few hours and continued as if nothing had happened – “Ahh… You must be feeling a lot of Mana in your body by now, right?”

"Huh? What? Old man! What the hell are you saying just now? Are you trying to make fun of each other?" – Tony Lee suddenly jumped into the conversation rudely.

The old man in the robe tilted his head in confusion, but soon burst into laughter and spoke with a smug look on his face.

“Hahaha! That's right, there's no magic in your old world right? Good! Good! Then it's much easier for me."

The more Lee heard, the more he couldn't stand what was going on, his face contorted and twitched. Finally, he shouted angrily.

“Why are you suddenly smiling like a father, old man? Are you seriously mad?"

“Tony, speak properly!”

Having Jacob fixed the nape of the neck made Lee even more mad, and he unleashed a torrent of curses and sarcasm.

"Huh? What the fuck are you talking about you bastard!? What if I don't speak properly? Mr. class president? You think I'm afraid of you!?”

Jacob and Lee glared at each other as if they wanted to devour each other alive. These two are like oil and water, no one will give in to anyone.

While the two were "locking their eyes" to each other, the old man in the white robe was still mumbling something...

“…burn up, burn all my enemies! Fire Pillar!”

Suddenly, he shouted the last syllable again. Immediately, from the floor, a pillar of fire burst forth, burning fiercely, so high that it reached the ceiling. That scene looked like an erupting volcano.

The hot air emanating from the pillar of fire hit Jack in the face, making him drenched in sweat, feeling like he was standing in front of a furnace.

The fire burned fiercely like that, but with the snap of a cup, the old man completely extinguished it.

The old man chuckled a little before spreading his arms wide and speaking loudly in a proud tone of voice.

“How do you feel? Great isn't it? This is my wonderful, excellent, beautiful, sublime, and absolute magic!”

In the middle of talking, the old man was forced to stop because of the chaos of the other students. Some people opened their mouths and couldn't believe their eyes, others shouted.

“Hey, hey, did you see what just happened?”

"Why not!?"

"Where did the fire come from?"

"What the hell is this?"

“Are we on TV or something?”

The more surprised the group of students was, the more the old man laughed.

“Ha ha, you know my magic will open your eyes.”

“How is he so mean!?”

“Are you kidding me???”

...

'Um, sorry for all of you to shut up for me, deaf to hear my mother... Even though it's not directly listening.'

It took a while for the old man to calm the group of students.

“I know you guys really want to know what's going on. So come with me to see His Majesty!”

'Um, instead of saying it right here, this guy has to take them to your king so he can explain? Why bother, waste time like this?'

“…Couldn't you just explain it to us here and there?”

Seeing Jack ask a question, the old man smiled and answered calmly.

“All right! But just speaking roughly, it's not possible to satisfy all of your questions, right? Besides, my king is looking forward to meeting you! So don't waste both of our time okay?"

The old man just said that and turned around to continue. Seeing that, Jack didn't bother to ask anymore.

“Let's go, people! We should at least know what's going on."

Hearing Jacob say that, the other students also had to follow in the footsteps of the reluctant guide. Except for Lee who still made a fool of himself and almost got left behind.

Suddenly, Jack felt a tug on his sleeve from behind. He turned his head and saw Janet, her eyes filled with tears as if she was just about to cry.

'Yes, she must be scared, suddenly thrown to a strange place without knowing anything.' - Jack thought in his mind and asked Janet kindly.

"Are you OK? Leila?”

“Christopher, we… what will happen?” –

'Um, in this world I don't think someone like her can live long.'

Jack hesitated not knowing how to answer Janet when he himself did not understand anything. But Jack knew he couldn't be so careless as to say it outright.

“I think it's okay, if they wanted to do something bad to us, they would have done it already. For now, let's try to hear what they have to say."

“Yeah… Maybe you're right, Christopher.”

“Janet! Where are you?"

"Here! Here it is, Daphne!”

Seeing her friend, Daphne broke away from the crowd and walked over to Janet and Jack.

"Sorry Jack, has Janet been bothering you again?"

“Ah, no, no.” Jack shook his head and said.

“Why didn't you tell me like that!? What am I in your eyes!?”

“A little fool?”

“This Daphne! Poke me all the time!”

'Um... can you see something else? Whatever? But seeing lovers cuddling like this makes me feel uncomfortable...'

'She's been sobbing lately, but now she's this active...' – Jack thought – 'But why didn't she find Daphne to comfort her, but went to talk to me?'

'Um, please! Please don't interpret it as 'How could she like me!?' please help me, it's disgusting!'

It took a while for the old man to lead Jack and the others where he wanted. On the way here, the boys and girls have to admire the magnificent and splendid architecture of this place. It reminded them of the European castles they had seen in pictures.

The old man stopped in front of two closed doors that were as tall as two adults and were carved with exquisite gold carvings of the sun and laurel branches.

Standing guard in front of the gate were two men, they were armed with metal helmets and each held a sharp spear. A person who was already in middle age with a stern appearance, exuding a sense of experience. The other one looks much younger. And unlike the middle-aged man, it was difficult for him to keep his composure in the face of the curious gazes of the students.

"Open the door, I and the heroes want to enter the courtroom to see His Majesty!"

“Yes yes, Ethan!”

Immediately, the two watchmen pushed open the door and then stepped aside so that the old man and the others could enter.

The royal court room can only be described by the word "splendid". The four walls are marble, and the floor of the whole room is covered with a large carpet with a sun and laurel pattern similar to the other two doors. On each side of the room there were ten tall white pillars supporting the ceiling, each of which were spaced evenly and could be called first-class sculptures in themselves. In addition, there are countless luxurious and eye-catching decorations to add to the magnificence of the room.

The room was illuminated by the white light emanating from the many splendid crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. There was a fresco with a lively realistic style depicting images of people, some human-like creatures and dragons painted on the ceiling, and it seemed to be telling some kind of story.

The old man hurried to the back of the room. There, there was a man with an appearance who was also in his forties sitting precariously on the throne. He had a Western appearance, but apart from the brown eye patch, with the sun motif embroidered with golden thread on the left eye, his appearance was nothing too special. On each side of him were three men standing reverently.

Seeing the elaborate crown on his head, Jack guessed this was the "king" mentioned earlier.

The old man stopped and began to declare proudly.

“Dear Your Majesty! Finally he succeeded!!! I have brought heroes from another world here with the legendary magic of the Ethan family, Heroic Summoning! Of course, with some improvement from the genius magician Mason Ethan here!”

The king listened attentively to the old man's words and then spoke.

“If what you say is true, are the young men behind you the Heroes? It seems there are more people than there are in the legend?”

The king's tone of voice was gentle and warm, but it also had the air of a man of authority.

“Yes, as I said, the improvement of summoning magic has yielded an even better result than expected!”

“Well done, Mason, you've glorified your family again! I promise to reward you! Whatever you want, say it, and I'll do it!" The king smiled and spoke excitedly.

Although Mason bowed respectfully and addressed the king in such a humble tone, he secretly had a smug smile on his lips.

“This one is truly unworthy of Your Majesty's praise! As for the reward…”

"Sorry... But we still don't understand what's going on."

Jacob interrupted Mason and the king's conversation. Up until now, he and the others had been anxious to know what the hell was going on, and yet they had to wait.

“Ah yes, please forgive me for my rudeness. Mason, we'll talk about that later."

“Yes… Your Majesty.” Mason could only smile wryly and nod in agreement.

“Ahem!” - The king cleared his throat and then continued - "First of all my name is Owen the Fourth, I am the king of the Kennedy kingdom, which is where you are standing."

Although a bit surprised by King Owen's lengthy self-introduction, Jacob kept his cool and answered as politely as possible.

“Ah… Uh, and I'm Simon Jacob… Class president… of class 2A, Ishimura High.”

"OH? Class monitor? Sounds like a high rank, right? You must be the leader of the people here, right?”

“…Ah, in a way it wouldn't be wrong to say that.” – Jacob scratched his head and said.

"Leading what the fuck?"

Lee snorted and mumbled disapprovingly, but Jacob and King Owen ignored him and continued talking.

“Okay, as to why we have brought you here…” – King Owen hesitated for a moment, then continued – “…The world is once again in a deadlock. hair by the hands of the demons under the Demon King's command. So I ordered the summoning of the Heroes to proceed.”

“…You mean we're heroes or something? It's true that the old man said something similar just now."

“Yes, Heroes are what we call saviors from your world who have the power to shake the world.”

"So what?"

“Yes, and you are those legendary Heroes too!”