Wipe Out the Academy With a Wooden Sword - Wipe Out the Academy With a Wooden Sword chapter 37

37. Rats

It was one of the few memories of defeat for Yeon Si-mun.

A very painful memory.

3 Years ago.

It happened when Yeon Si-moon was a first-year cadet at her academy.

A dark secret room.

Darkroom.

All I could clearly see was an old light that cast a faint light from the ceiling.

The white-haired, narrow-eyed man stroked her hair at the beginning of the year and said so.

“Poetry student. I am the hoeju, the hoeju of a place called the New Humanity Association. Because the name is a secret.”

Hoeju, who controlled Yeon Simun’s body with an unknown number, chanted in a low voice.

“We want to be with new people like you. They are never enemies.”

Moon shrugged his shoulders.

Even when he tried to raise his knee, he couldn’t move his body.

“It’s called liquor. Because my level is so much higher than that of the poetry and prose students, the poetry and prose students cannot do anything.”

It was disgustingly unpleasant.

The reality is that nothing can be done.

“If the student grows a little bit more, this spell won’t work. Because students have that talent.”

Hoeju’s hand stroked Yeon Simun’s head once more.

“However, I can’t do anything right now. Because students are still weak. So, being kidnapped with the death penalty like this. Again like this-.”

A knife was thrust into the throat of Moon Cheol-woo, the brother-in-law whom he had called uncle since childhood.

“I have no choice but to watch the death penalty die.”

Moon Si-yeon looked at the face of the brother-in-law with a gag in her mouth and just muttered blankly.

“… Why are you doing this?”

The narrow-eyed Hoju smirked.

“A warning to the upper echelons of hunters. It’s a bit harsh way of expressing our position. As Yeonsimun students know, dungeons and monsters no longer pose a great threat to mankind. The frequency of occurrence of dungeons has decreased significantly.”

The words of Hoeju continued.

“And as the stable hunter training system solidified, the number of A and S class hunters increased considerably, not befitting the name. But why don’t monsters in this world disappear completely?”

From the perspective of Yeon Si-mun, it can only be dismissed as bullsh*t.

“I think the reason is because of the existence of the Old Man. The great new people who have awakened our abilities. If you kill all the foolish old people who couldn’t manifest any abilities, the monsters won’t come out anymore. Only then will the end be complete. Creating an end to that is the purpose of our founding.”

Yeon Si-mun vomited anger even in fear.

“… Crazy sounds.”

Hoeju of the New Humanity Society smiled bitterly at those words. As if sincerely sorry.

“Yes, other high-ranking hunters also dismissed our words as such. That sounds crazy So we have no choice but to protest like this. We have no choice but to continue to show our presence as we kill each of you, precious new people and hunters, one by one.”

Yeon Si-mun trembled.

“My, if I join the New Humanity Society, will the death penalty be spared?”

Hoeju shook his head resolutely.

“No, you are not sincere.”

“What?”

“It is meaningless unless you are sincerely inspired by our beliefs and committed to it.”

“Well then why… ! I’m going to save you! Kill only the death penalty! Kill me too!”

Yeon Si-moon’s face contorted with pain.

The anger at helplessness was greater than the fear.

“No, I am not killing you. Not yet.”

Hoeju smiled with narrowed eyes.

“You’ll be on our killing squad in three years. Yeon Si-moon, the representative of the first year freshmen, if I kill you right now, too many superhumans will focus on us. I can’t kill you because I’m afraid.”

Hoeju stroked Yeon Simun’s head again.

“Your role now is to report in detail what happened to us to the high-ranking hunters. It vividly shows the indignant anger of losing the death penalty without doing anything. With that, our opinion. Faith will be expressed once more.”

Yeon Si-mun felt mad.

On the contrary, I felt more fear at the words of the Lord that he would not kill himself now.

“I will give you three years. If Yeon Si-mun comes to us within 3 years and becomes a member of our family, he will disappear from the Killing Department of the New Human Society forever. Of course, you must be truly moved by our convictions.”

With those words, Hoeju gave a chin to the man who was aiming a knife at Yeon Si-mun’s brother-in-law.

The man raised his sword high.

Hoeju whispered in Yeon Simun’s ear.

“Feel it. A feeling of utter helplessness. And that fear. That anger. It is to turn them into old people in this world. Still, those foolish bastards remain. The death penalty for Comrade Shimun is death.”

A ray of light fell sadly.

Sweep!

He was like a father to Yeon Si-mun, who had no parents, and he called him uncle. The head of the brother-in-law, who had learned martial arts under the same teacher, tumbled on the floor.

A long scream escaped from Yeon Si-mun’s mouth.

**

The fist and the sword met.

Scattering flags everywhere, they fell far apart from each other.

Yeonsimun was sure.

“You are the swordsman who cut my death penalty.”

A man holding a plain clothes sword.

“Baek Hyeon-soo, 7th seat of the New Humanity Council.”

He is the swordsman who beheaded the death penalty three years ago.

“Three years ago, I told Hoeju that it would be better to kill you on the spot. The venom of four years was not serious.”

With that answer, Baek Hyeon-soo, a swordsman in plain clothes, gave a definite answer that the reasoning of the opening question was correct, and continued his words.

“However, the magnanimous Lord Hui gave you a three-year grace period. But you didn’t come to us after all. Today, this is the right place for you.”

Yeon Si-mun laughed bitterly.

“That hoeju is not generous. He’s just crazy.”

The head of the New Humanity Society, he’s going against the Hunters.

No, I think of this world itself as a game.

Yeon Si-mun was so sure.

“You are just that mad dog.”

Yeon Si-mun stepped on the ground.

A red fist condensed into his fist.

No further words were needed. Yeonsi Moon stretched out his fist.

Challenge!

Baek Hyeon-soo’s sword, which had been struck down, snapped into Yeon Si-moon’s shoulder like a snake.

Yeon Si-mun’s whole body was overflowing with red energy.

B-Billion!

The whole body is filled with self-defense.

Slashes all blades with a punch.

I took a step.

The enemy came to his feet.

One of the two guys I promised to chew on someday.

In the danjeon of Yeonsimun, his inner energy was seething.

**

Lee Do-jin glanced at the battle between Yeon Si-mun and Baek Hyeon-soo.

‘Help… I don’t need it.’

Yeon Si-mun’s movements were chaotic and elegant.

I was dodging all the snake-like knives and taking effective hits.

Lee Do-jin’s eyes turned green for an instant.

[Movement of 5 people detected.]

[Identifies the location.]

Advice Mistiltein, in an ego state, found out the location of members of the New Humanity Society hiding in various places in the forest.

“One guy, coming out from the right side.”

“What?”

A sudden situation.

Park Hyung-joon, a prosecutor class, hurriedly asked back at Lee Do-jin’s words, which he did not understand.

A spear came out from the bush on the right.

Lee Do-jin swung his sword without hesitation.

The window sill was cut.

And the man who was holding the spear had a diagonal line around his neck.

“Chrrr!”

The bastard sagged drooping, frothing with blood.

It was a dead end.

“You have to kill it. It’s the New People’s Association.”

Lee Do-jin said nonchalantly.

I ran into the New Humanity Society in the city last time. It was a thought that settled from the moment I heard their doctrine.

“Just save one guy. I will kill you.”

The four members of the New People’s Society, who had been hiding from Lee Do-jin’s nonchalant words, walked out laughing.

“A foolish kid, are you talking about saving someone?”

The impression of one person out of four quickly hardened.

“… That guy that Aren’t you the one who gave the official notice directly to the vice president not to kill him carelessly? The representative of the first year freshmen.”

“Why is he here? You weren’t there last week, were you?”

Lee Do-jin also intends to answer their questions.

He didn’t even have the heart to wait.

Colorless heat shone from the wooden sword.

Muscles all over his body twitched. To create a sword path that only points towards one point.

Kwaaang!

Lee Do-jin’s new model was launched.

With a wooden sword that spreads strange heat.

Lee Do-jin stretches out his arm.

Extreme stabbing unfolded.

No one could see the sword path clearly.

The light just flickered for an instant.

Reverse Cheon Sword Type 1

A funeral.

There were a total of two members of the New People’s Society who were swept away by the funeral.

One had completely disappeared without a trace until his right arm died over the shoulder.

One had his chest empty.

Two bodies fell to the floor.

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The members of the New Humanity Society looked over their dead comrades with hard faces.

And only then did I realize.

Things went awry very hard.

“Isn’t it coming?”

Lee Do-jin asked softly.

“The rats.”

Borrowing the words Yeon Si-mun first called them.

“Then I’ll go.”

Maybe it’s because it’s been a while.

For the first time in a while, I felt like I could hear the teacher’s voice.

-All fights are preemptive.

– And it should be short.

Lee Do-jin ran towards another person.

The man widened his distance and swung a black sword.

“It’s light.”

“What?”

The man who asked the question immediately knew what Lee Do-jin meant. A rain of ink-colored blades flew. The sword, made of a material stronger than steel, was fragmented.

The feeling in the hand holding the sword disappeared.

His right arm was flying in the air.

Lee Do-jin’s sword did not end there.

Blood────It!

A former hunter who was certified as A-class, and an incumbent member of the New People’s Society, the neck was blown off.