The Youngest Assassin Is a Swordsman Genius - The Youngest Assassin Is a Swordsman Genius chapter 98

Episode 98

“Not 100 points, 150 points?”

“What the hell is this?”

The students expressed their doubts at the score that they could not understand.

Then Clarence Warlock immediately added an explanation.

It was because the atmosphere of the 2nd Student Corps, including Franz, was unusual.

“The period from exploration to reporting was 4 days. Among the students, the goal was achieved the fastest and most completely. That’s why I gave 100 points.”

Although the reason was revealed, the students’ originality did not diminish.

It was because there were still unanswered questions.

“Four days?”

“It will take more than 10 days to move, how did you go so quickly?”

“I heard they used the magic train.”

“That’s right. But how was the remaining 50 points calculated?”

When the hum got too far, Professor Wolock knocked on the podium and diverted his attention.

bang! bang!

“The 50 points were handed down by His Majesty the Emperor himself. Since we have blocked in advance the existence that will pose a great threat to the Empire in the future, we plan to award the 1st Class Military Medal.”

“…”

From the moment the explanation ended, there was a terrible silence in the auditorium.

It was because the students who expressed their dissatisfaction, saying that the scores were ridiculous, kept their mouths shut.

Emperor Reynolds said to give more points, but what can I do?

If I made a mistake here, the entire family could have evaporated.

In such an awkward situation, Clarence Warlock’s last words fell like a declaration.

“His Majesty added that the whole of Benderford is also credited. Special prizes and festival support are promised to all who participated in this mission.”

Then the frozen atmosphere in the hall exploded like an active volcano.

“Aww!”

“Long live the Emperor!”

In fact, it was a public official who only spoke, but the students had no choice but to be excited.

When did they ever hear praise from the emperor in their short lives?

At least, it was clear that he was one step ahead of his brothers who hadn’t entered Benderford.

Of course, I didn’t receive the medal myself.

‘The emperor is deep in thought.’

He was a person I wasn’t very interested in, but I quite liked him today.

Suddenly, I thought of what Professor Wolock had mentioned, and I tilted my head.

Because there was a fairly unfamiliar word in the middle.

“What is festival support?”

Then Adele, who was sitting next to me, tapped me on the elbow and fired at me.

“Don’t you know it’s the festival period after this mission?”

“Did you?”

“That’s all prepared by the student council. Since we don’t meet and sit around, we don’t know anything.”

“Kuhm!”

I stood up from my seat with an embarrassed expression on my face.

Because Clarence Warlock was beckoning to me.

It meant to come up quickly and take care of your injuries.

‘Ah, this has won first place again. Also I… … . He’s a fucking cool guy.’

I was immersed in narcissism, touching my forehead, when I suddenly felt a stinging energy next to me.

When I turned my head, Adele and Camille were staring at me.

uh huh why do you open your eyes like that?

Won’t you get rid of those disrespectful eyes right now?

* * *

After the group mission was over, Benderford was busy preparing for the festival.

A long vacation was scheduled immediately after this event.

The student council executives gathered in the conference room and gathered their fingers.

“Give me some ideas. It’s the only university in Troben, so we can’t hold a festival clumsily, can we?”

Adele Richter led the meeting with a clear voice.

However, good opinions did not come easily.

I’m having a busy life with training and missions every day, but suddenly it’s a festival.

Of course, no ideas come to mind.

Meanwhile, McTees carefully raised his hand and let go of his luck.

“How about the specialties? The Thies family has a barbecue festival.”

“Hmm… you might want to consider that too.”

To be honest, incorporating specialties into the school festival was a bit of a bad idea.

You’ll probably end up getting ridiculed to the fullest by the VIPs.

Since then, all sorts of opinions have been put forward, but conclusions have seldom been drawn.

Since the main subject was the school, there were inevitably many restrictions.

However, Frixon suddenly gave me a good idea.

“How about this? Dress up as a ghost or monster and create a spooky atmosphere. All of the students.”

“Oh! What’s special about that?”

“It would be fun just to look at each other.”

The reaction of the student council executives was not bad.

Because it was much better than the one-size-fits-all opinions.

If the props were supported by the student council, the participation rate would be high.

‘I still don’t like it.’

Wouldn’t it seem like they’re excited only by themselves?

“I pick a theme and make a list of props to buy.”

“I think it would be good to designate a monster to disguise in advance.”

“Yeah. If there are too many of one kind, it won’t be fun to watch.”

The student council meeting was moving towards a horror concept festival.

‘No, it shouldn’t be like this. If you don’t block the stream of consciousness by pitching something powerful… … .’

I’m against this topic!

I tried to shout, but there was no alternative.

Shouldn’t there be less backlash if you throw something and block it?

It was the time when a topic that drew attention like the story of the royal family’s treasure heard near the fountain was needed.

‘yes? A fountain?’

But, suddenly, a thought ran through my brain.

“for a moment!”

“…”

As I jumped up from my seat and shouted, an awkward silence hung over the conference room.

The executives had been silent all this time, so why did they interfere?

Like Camille Felton, squashed in a corner and telling her to sleep… … .

No, what do these see me as?

“Keuheum! President? Why are you doing that all of a sudden?”

“The meeting was going well. If you’re going to mess around, please do it outside.”

Since when did Kang Ho’s morality… … . No, did the dignity of the student council president fall to the ground?

It’s time to get this discipline back.

I looked around at the officers with a solemn look and said,

“You can’t do something so ordinary as a first festival. The Benderford Festival should be Troben’s specialty.”

“Of course that would be nice, but do you have a better idea than this?”

“of course!”

I answered confidently and closed my eyes reverently.

Before long, his eyes flashed as if he were making an important announcement.

“We need to provide something for everyone to enjoy. We’re holding a beauty pageant in the central square!”

thud!

As he hit the table and shouted like thunder, the atmosphere in the meeting froze in an instant.

But I never gave in to adversity.

Going one step further, the key ideas were beaten so that they were clearly engraved in the brains of executives.

“It’s also a beauty contest that includes a swimsuit judge!”

“…”

For a while, there was only terrible silence in the conference room.

It was Adele Richter who broke the unapproachable silence.

“President?”

“why?”

“Is it winter soon?”

“……That’s right?”

Oh, you can’t wear a swimsuit if it’s cold, right?

Besides, Troven, an inland province, probably doesn’t have a culture of enjoying the sea on the beach.

However, my brain, which was already obsessed with beauty contests, had become a high-performance magic engineering engine.

“Then make a hot spring.”

“……Yes?”

* * *

“The atmosphere seems to be somewhat excited.”

The Imperial Palace Clerk, Viscount Roman Evelett, looked around the Benderford Campus with interest.

Although the construction project on campus should have been almost finished by now, there was a lot of noise around the central plaza.

“It seems like it’s because of the festival.”

“It seems to be quite large, but I’ll have to give your Majesty an opinion on what it’s like to take a look.”

“It’s going to stay open for the next few days, so that sounds like a good idea.”

Viscount Evelett, who watched the students for a while with the attendant, soon found the president.

Marie Méliès, who was watching the festival, greeted the imperial secretary with a welcome face.

“It’s been a while. Empress.”

“Ah! I’m here because of your Majesty’s present.”

“Yes, that’s right. It seems that you are uncomfortable with the lack of spiritual achievements.”

“that’s…….”

The reason Emperor Reynolds founded Benderford was to nurture a successor.

He is looking forward to the princes gaining experience and growing into great talents.

In the meantime, if they showed results, they tried to feed them delicious carrots.

But when a guy named Ray Carter continued to hold the number one spot, the emperor’s plans went awry.

“There’s a strange guy in the middle. Isn’t that why we made a day like today?”

“Whoops! I finished the preparations in advance.”

“You mean the legend that has been circulating among students these days?

“It’s too much praise.”

Roman Evelet spread the rumor covertly in time for the festival in Benderford.

The story that there was still an imperial family treasure in the school was made up by Lee Ja.

It was just an impromptu idea after seeing the old dormitory building.

The royal family treasures that the princes were planning to find were brought directly.

“This is it.”

Click!

Viscount Evelett opened a box that looked very old.

Inside was a pair of ornately decorated black gauntlets.

It was clear that it was something unusual, seeing that the surface was shiny.

“The Herculian Gauntlets.”

A common strength magic item was a method that greatly increased strength for a duration.

However, the Herculian Gauntlet exerted a slight strength-enhancing effect while wearing it.

It had the advantage of being able to put into practice without having to go through adaptation time.

“I think this should be enough compensation. Where are you going to hide it?”

“Anyway, the old dormitory must be too obvious. How about the northeast wall?”

“It’s not too far from the rumored place, so it’s perfect.”

“When the time comes, please inform the princes.”

“I will.”

Roman Evelet took the box back and looked around.

Even though the festival was in full swing, no one was in sight.

“By the way, where is the student council president?

“You mean that guy? I haven’t seen you since a while ago, so he’s probably busy. Since he’s the student council president, how many things do you have to do?”

“Sorry. Then let’s go first.”

After bowing to Marie Méliès, Viscount Evelet hurriedly left the square.

Meanwhile, at the same time.

Student council president Ray Carter was in the shaded room he used before.

He hammered the floor with his pickaxe, his eyes glistening with madness.

kang! kang! kang!

“hehehehe! The treasure is all mine!”