I Was the Strongest Sword God in My Past Life - I Was the Strongest Sword God in My Past Life chapter 80

part 80

“Whenever I see you, you’re always so dignified.”

“You’re saying it’s because the Minister is looking at the Minister, and the Minister is saying it’s because the Minister is looking at the Minister, and so on.”

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“Alright.”

“Yes.”

Metis cut off the secretary’s joke with a single stroke. Before him were over 50 billion coins worth of large portals, stacked up like 20 or so.

“What’s the current situation with the academies?”

“A total of 22 academies have 89 students participating.”

The secretary’s response flowed like a river, answering Metis’s question.

“The application gates are 4th grade, 20 gates. 5th grade, 1 gate, and the list includes the Croak Academy’s 3rd sector, 4th grade gate, and…”.

“But, let’s only listen to the 5th grade gates.”

“The 1st sector is Hunter’s Night.”

“Is it the 1st sector? That’s a pretty normal choice, I suppose.”

The alliance between Arkana and Selya was what Metis had expected.

The other academies just picked randomly, but Arkana and Selya had picked Metis, their own team, so they were more interested.

“Is there anything unusual?”

“Yes, there’s a broadcast permission application from Arkana’s side.”

“Broadcast?”

Metis looked puzzled, and the secretary displayed a hologram of Amy’s photo. Suddenly, Metis remembered who she was – the student he had seen before, who had been in charge of Arkana’s broadcast.

“That’s the student I saw, right? The one in charge of Arkana’s broadcast.”

“Yes, and they’ve already signed a contract with G Channel.”

“Contract and permission application at the same time? That’s quite bold. We can’t reject it, and it’s not necessary to reject it, either.”

Of course, Metis didn’t feel entirely carefree. If he failed in front of the audience, it would be a shame.

Metis would be criticized, and it would be a big issue in all the media. But Metis had always been a gambler.

“Allow it.”

As the stakes of the bet grew higher, so did the pot. Metis had a gambler’s temperament.

“Have I prepared the test as I said?”

“Yes, one 5th-grade student and three 4th-grade students are on standby.”

“That’s good enough.”

The secretary cautiously asked Metis, preparing for any situation.

“What if the students fail the test, sir?”

“If they can’t even pass that test, then the 5th-grade gate is impossible.”

“I understand.”

As the secretary finished the report, he bowed politely. That was to be expected. Methis was the director of Central, the central government agency. Selphis, the principal of Arkan, was also a powerful figure.

However, even a powerful figure like Methis had his fate tied to this agreement.

‘……I have no choice but to believe it now.’

The new rookie who had won the championship by stopping the Desire, the largest anti-government organization, and defeating Selia’s genius, was remembered by Methis.

‘Jen Ressel…….’

* * *

Flana Academy, where Isabelle had been subjected to a merciless beating in the Battle Survival competition. The party leader, Lena, was bouncing around awkwardly.

“Kayan, sir! Lenton, sir! I’m here!”

Thanks to Lena’s excuse, Kayan was able to naturally get out of the pinch, as he was being pressed by Palsson.

“Oh, I’m here!”

“No, Kayan, sir! Cowardly!”

“No, now, it’s not a problem to skip lunch!”

Lena pulled out three sheets of paper from her letterbox and fluttered them. It was a train ticket from St. Cross Terminal to Central. Central was a holy land for the Sabeurs.

The reason was threefold.

The advanced facilities of Central, the heroic hall where all the information of the Sabeurs was recorded, and the legendary meeting with Dennis, the world’s only 7th-grade Sabeur who had gone missing.

And

“If only, I might even get to meet Mr. Dennis directly!”

The remaining one of the seven Sabeurs, the world’s only 7th-grade Sabeur who had gone missing.

He was a government Sabeur attached to Central.

For students, meeting such a Dennis was a dream-like story.

“So, are we going to break the 4th-grade gate, because we have the power?”

“Uh, that’s…….”

Lena’s expression became gloomy as Kayan’s one-liner hit her. The usual confident and lively Lena was lost.

In the end, Lenton intervened, inserting himself between the two.

“Really, Kayan, sir, why are you like that? Of course, we can break it.”

“Ah, forgot? We were defeated by one of Arkan’s nobles.”

When Kayan spoke again, Lena’s face became gloomy.

“That’s right? Should we just give up now?”

Finally, Rivenotte took a stern measure against the two of them.

“Ah, yes? The Croix Academy is coming out, isn’t it…….”

“What?! Why are you telling us this now? We’ll join immediately! We can’t be defeated by that scoundrel, Iceph!”

As soon as Kaypan heard the name Croix, he started jumping up and down excitedly. Then, the introverted Lena slightly startled and nodded her head.

“Yes? Yes, yes!”

* * *

Endless plains.

One sniper. The target board on which he was aiming had a photo of Ji-en on it.

Boom!

The gunshot and the bullet pierced through Ji-en’s eyebrow in the photo.

Even the sniper’s anger was not over yet. Under the target board, there were red paint letters reading “[Kill Ji-en]”, “[Kill Arcana]” and the like.

Although it was an abnormal sight, Coach Timoshi was not startled but instead looked at Iceph with a proud gaze.

“Ah, as expected, my disciple. You’re still perfect today, aren’t you? Although it’s a bit, your destructive power has increased. It’s indeed because of the photo, isn’t it?”

Iceph laughed and shook his head at Timoshi’s praise.

“No, it’s not like that. It’s only natural that I’m stronger today than yesterday.”

‘Ah! That’s a madman! Madman!’

Timoshi’s skin crawled, but he forced himself to smile.

“Well, well, well, congratulations! This time, let’s definitely go for the top ranking.”

Timoshi hated Ji-en.

Arcana had eliminated Croix, and the main culprit was Ji-en, the party leader.

Even if he wanted to, he couldn’t help but feel this way. To make matters worse, he had been beaten by Romina, and Timoshi’s anger towards Arcana grew even more.

The only way to make up for this situation and make Timoshi feel better was to-

‘We’ll break through the 4th grade, and Arcana will be eliminated in the 5th grade! That’s the perfect picture. Then, Romina will also get a taste of it…….’

As soon as he thought of this, Timoshi’s imagination made him feel relieved.

“Iceph! Let’s practice a bit more and go? Take down Arcana! Got it?”

Croix’s coach, Timoshi.

Although she looked like an adult, her inner child had not changed much since her school days.

* * *

Ji-en was scanning the aura through her phone at the training hall.

Originally, if she used her phone’s laser to scan the aura, all the information from the magical arts to the skills would be displayed.

——

Shin: Black Hyang

Registration Code: A-96N

Mado Tool: Black Hyang’s Sword (Black Hyang)

Mado Skill: Semi-magical, Object Recognition…

Homogenization Rate: 97%

Skill (5/5)

1- Sensory Maximization

*Accelerates thought.

2- Moon Sword

*Increases destructive power through time.

3- ■■■■■ -Error

4- ■■■■■ -Error

5- ■■■■■ -Error

——

But Jeon’s Shin was filled with mysterious mosaics.

“‘Even one more has increased,’”

Jeon had four skills from his past life. However, after experiencing the past in the memory crystal [Demoniac of Ma’wang], his skills became mosaics.

“‘……When I defeated Bellial, I should have obtained this skill.’”

Bellial was the boss of the 8th-grade Gate.

The skills inscribed on the 5th line of Jeon’s Shin were the skills he obtained by defeating such a powerful boss, and Jeon couldn’t even predict its power.

“‘I’ll just recover it, and I’ll become an incredibly powerful one.’”

However, the problem was that there was no time.

Arkan and Selya’s party was scheduled for tomorrow, and they had to take a train to the Central area to attack the Gate.

So, Jeon didn’t have time to train.

“‘Since it’s this way, I’ll have to recover it inside the Gate.’”

After Jeon finished thinking, one by one, the party members entered the room.

“Ah, Isabel, really, you’re being too much. During a battle, you need to control your strength……”

“Sorry.”

The first scene was between Kua and Isabelle.

How intense the battle was, Kua’s arm was bruised, and he was trembling with exhaustion. On the other hand, Isabelle was perfectly fine.

“Anyway, you’re you. Relying solely on magic is going to get you into big trouble, isn’t it? With so many variables in the Gate, it’s crucial to have a solid foundation.”

Isabelle patted Kua’s shoulder with a concerned expression.

“Yep…”

Kua nodded slightly, his eyes cast down. Ji-en could see from this scene alone how the battle had gone.

“Was the battle successful?”

“Just taught them one move.”

Isabelle’s record against Kua was 50-50. Thanks to this, her confidence was soaring.

Tap-tap.

At that moment, Kris walked in, his shoulders sagging and his steps weak. Behind him was still the expressionless Demona.

“Ah, someone’s talking…”

“…”

Demona waved at Kua, while Kris’s greeting was extremely enthusiastic.

“I’ve been looking forward to this. Ji-en!”

And Kris hugged Ji-en’s arm.

He unloaded his pent-up emotions like a burst of steam. “Not a single word! Just forget my voice for the time being!”

“Cal down. It’s better to focus on the battle.”

“Just getting stronger is fine, even if I go crazy!”

On the other hand, Lucia sat calmly, as if she had just arrived.

“It’s tomorrow, isn’t it?”

“Yes.”

In the party room of Arkana’s party, Ji-en.

Lucia’s party room, Sela.

The party members sat around them, with everyone present except for Amy, who had left early to prepare for the broadcast. The first and last, the 1st Gate Alliance operation. Ji-en looked at them and said in a gentle voice, “You all worked hard.”

The night of the 5th-grade Gate Hunter.

What kind of story is sleeping in that gate. There were students who were only in their first year, taking on the challenge. It was a futile attempt, like cracking open a rock with an egg, but Isang Jien had confidence in himself, having had past experiences.

“Now let’s prove our abilities.”

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