"Okay, this test is over," Letti announced as she finished recording the results of the last student who had thrown the spear.
In the end, no one was able to beat Anon's record. The closest throw came from Luna Warwood.
"Everyone, please start moving towards the next test area," Seti instructed as she led the way.
"Hey, Anon... Can you come here for a moment?" Letti called out, gently grabbing Anon's shoulder from behind.
"Yes...?" Anon responded with a suspicious expression.
"I don't care how you did it, but can you do it again?" Letti asked, her curiosity and excitement evident.
"What?" Anon replied, clearly confused about what she was referring to.
"That thing... setting the world record. Can you do it again?" Letti explained.
"Yeah, if you want me to throw the spear again, I can."
"No, not the spear. Can you take every single record in the beginner's tests and make them your own?" Letti asked, smiling like a lunatic.
"Why would you want that?" Anon inquired.
"I will give you anything you ask for in return," Letti further explained.
"Why are you so desperate?" Anon asked again.
"Because... I have been a teacher here for 12 years, and every year new students come to this academy. Out of them, 70% are commoners. They can't even come close to the scores of the noble students, let alone break any records. But today, you came and turned everything upside down. You slapped those nobles in their own house, and they can't do anything about it because they are bound by their own rules. The world record you set will never be officially recognized because you are a commoner. However, if you keep slapping them just like you did this time, I will give you anything you want. I will provide you with my full support, any equipment you need for further training, or money for your study funds. Just name it," Leti pleaded, looking at Anon with desperation.
"There is nothing you can give me that I don't already have," Anon said as he began to walk away.
"You can have my body," Leti blurted out, hoping to stop Anon in his tracks.
"Hmm...? Now we're talking," Anon responded, turning back to look at Leti and noticing her attractive figure.
"I know that all the boys want a woman, but you can use me and never look back. I won't tell anyone. You can use me whenever you like. Just accept my request."
"Selling your body for a deal? You have an iron will to avenge the nobles for something, am I right?" Anon remarked.
"I am not going to discuss my personal matters with you. Just tell me, can you do it or not?" Leti insisted.
"I will not..." Anon began, but then a sad expression crossed Leti's face.
"...take your body," Anon continued.
"Huh...?" Leti looked at Anon, utterly confused.
"I will not take your body, and I will not make any deal with you. But I can tell you something: I also want to slap the nobles in their own house," Anon said, laughing, before leaving the field.
Anon entered the next testing field, where a massive training dummy stood before them, accompanied by an array of swords resting on a table in front. It was immediately evident to everyone what the upcoming test entailed.
"Dear students, these dummies are known as physical training dummies, or 'The Immortal Dummies,'" explained Seti. "The more forceful your strikes, the tougher they become to cut through with each successive hit."
She paused for a moment, a mischievous smile gracing her face as she added, "Your task is to strike these dummies with your swords until exhaustion sets in or you manage to topple the invincible dummy... Well, the latter is impossible, but a little humor is good for the soul." Seti's playful remark elicited a chuckle, but unbeknownst to her, one student saw this as a golden opportunity to prove her worth—Luna Warwood.
Luna, who had been defeated by a commoner in the previous test, vowed to succeed this time. Determination filled her mind as she thought, "This time will be different. I'll slice that dummy into countless pieces, leaving every boy in this class in awe of me."
"Alright, as Mam explained, this is an endurance test, my dear students. Are you all ready to get your hands sweaty?" Letti asked, scanning the not so eager crowd of students.
"Now, The first student to give the test will be Anon-"
"Let's begin with the noble kids this time, Mam, shall we?" Seti interjected as she grabbed Letti's shoulder.
"Y-Yes, as you wish," Letti acquiesced.
Amused, Anon chuckled softly, casting a smile in Letti's direction.
"Now, for the first student, we have Luna Warwood," Letti announced.
"Here goes nothing." Luna replied, grabbing a sword from the table.
"Now, Miss Luna, your objective is to unleash your full force upon the dummy. Utilize any physical techniques or magical spells at your disposal. Continue until you believe the dummy is unbeatable. Remember, if you cease striking for even a second, you will receive an immediate time-over card," Letti explained.
With a resolute cry, "Hyaaa...," Luna commenced her assault on the dummy, pouring all her strength into each blow. At first, the dummy sustained damage, teetering as if on the brink of collapse, but it somehow managed to recover, growing increasingly resistant to each subsequent attack.
For a relentless 10 minutes, Luna relentlessly hammered the dummy without pause, employing every spell and skill at her command. However, her efforts proved in vain as the dummy remained unscathed at the end.
*Cling*
In the end, Luna's sword shattered, and she retreated back to her position.
"Wow, dear, you were truly remarkable. When I was your age, I could only last for a mere 2 minutes in this test." Seti consoled Luna. But her mind remained fixated on one thought.
'Will he surpass my record ? Or will he fare even worse? Could it have been a fluke ? Perhaps my thoughts are consumed by mere prejudice, considering he is just a commoner. ' Luna pondered, casting a wary glance at the others who received red cards within a minute or a maximum of three minutes.
Frank engaged the dummy for an impressive 4 minutes and 56 seconds, utilizing his magical skills and spells to their fullest extent.
Samantha, employing witchcraft, achieved a score of 3 minutes and 40 seconds.
Jake, stabbing the dummy at various points, lasted for 2 minutes and 5 seconds before fatigue overwhelmed him, and he admitted defeat.
Ren, however, possessed a unique strategy. Stepping forward, he unleashed a special spell.
"God's Justice," Ren proclaimed, drawing his gleaming white sword.
[God's Justice] [S-Rank]
[God's Justice creates a cross-shaped manifestation of divine energy before you, consuming your entire mana. It deals immense damage to any standing opponent and inflicts a healing debuff, reducing the target's healing received by 100%.]
[Cast Time: 0.5 seconds]
[Mana: All of it]
As soon as Ren uttered the incantation, his gleaming white sword moved with such incredible speed that it became imperceptible to the naked eye. Only a flash of white light remained in front of him, followed by a resounding thud as the blade struck the training dummy, cleaving it effortlessly into four distinct pieces.
The onlookers stood in awe, their eyes fixed on Ren as he calmly returned to his original position, devoid of any signs of jubilation or excitement.
"Yes, this is the true might of a noble," someone remarked, expressing their admiration.
"Indeed, nobles possess immense power," another person added.
"Yet they believe a simple spear throw makes them superior to us. Look at them now, foolishly mocking our abilities."
The noble students wasted no time in belittling and taunting their commoner counterparts, reveling in their perceived superiority.
Meanwhile, a group of second-year commoner girls ventured towards the adjacent training field, where they could witness the nobles' derision firsthand.
"These arrogant fools," one of the girls muttered disdainfully.
"They truly believe they are everything," another chimed in.
"Last time, the record was held by the son of the noble alchemist house. Now, the Denver House seeks to claim it. These snobs always flaunt the power they inherit from their parents and grandparents."
"What can we do? They are nobles after all. The son of the alchemist family cut the dummy in half with his acidic solution last time. This time, it seems even more challenging. I doubt any commoner can surpass it."
"True, but I will still root for Anon and watch him give his all."
"Count me in as well."
"Me too."
"And me too."
The second-year girls positioned themselves at the back of the hall, eagerly observing the ongoing test.
Each commoner's performance was lackluster, with their best attempt lasting a mere 50 seconds.
However, the pivotal moment arrived when only one student remained from the commoners' section.
"Letti called out, "Anon Agreil," the final name on the list.
"Yes," Anon responded, raising his hand as he stepped forward.
"Hey, it's finally Anon's turn," someone exclaimed.
"Finally, some action," another eagerly remarked.
"Yes, it's time for Anon," a third person added.
"Oh, la la... Would you just look at that rear end," someone jeered playfully.
"Anon, you know the rules, right?" Letti inquired.
"Absolutely, crystal clear," Anon affirmed.
"Okay, you may begin now."
Letti approached Anon closely and whispered, "We're in a precarious situation. If you don't break the record of sustaining this challenge for at least 11 minutes, these students will face relentless taunting for the next five years... Oh, by the way, there's something on your shirt," she said, pretending to brush away a speck of dust from his jacket.
Anon grasped the sword firmly, his mind filled with a surge of inspiration as a melody began to play within him.
🎵 There Lived a certain man in russia Long ago... 🎵
🎵 There lived a certain man in Russia long ago... 🎵
"Huh...? Is he singing?" a noble student asked.
"I think he has gone mad after seeing Ren's incredible spell, Hahahaha." another one taunted.
"If you think you can beat Ren's record, you are heavily mistaken. Just turn back and go where you came from, loser."
"Hahahaha... loser."
"Hehehehe... What a loser."
Although everyone made fun of Anon and taunted him, he didn't ignore them. He looked at the frail sword in front of him and continued to sing the song.
🎵 This man just got to go, declare his enemies... 🎵
🎵 But the ladies begged, 'Don't you try to do it, please.' 🎵
"I like that song... What is it?"
"I don't know, but I like it too."
"Yeah, it sounds so melodious, and Anon looks cute while singing."
The girls in the back started giving Anon more and more compliments.
"Anon, are you ready to start?" Seti asked, mocking Anon with her evil smile.
"Oh, I am..." Anon replied.
"Okay, so your time starts now—"
"...but I would like to use my own weapon, just like Ren did," Anon interrupted Seti.
"What? Your weapon?" Seti said, smiling a bit, thinking it was a joke.
"Yes, because this thing won't last even a minute in front of my power cling," Anon said, taking the sword and effortlessly cracking it into two with just his fingers, displaying a glimpse of his strength.
"Woah, your brother is looking so sexy right now that he is making me wet," Yumi said, grabbing Gia's shoulder and biting her lower lip.
"Woah, woah... you are my friend, control yourself."
"Oh, don't worry, I will be your sister-in-law in a few days," Yumi said, sinking into her fantasy land.
"Are you serious? Do you even have a weapon?" Seti asked in confusion.
"Yes, I do," Anon replied.
"What is it? A wooden sword... hahahahaha," a noble student mocked Anon.
"Haha..."
"Hehehe... that was a good one."
All the noble students started making jokes about Anon.
"What do you have as a weapon? Is it a magic stone weapon or an artifact weapon?" Seti asked with a mocking smile.
"It's none, I made it myself," Anon said with a straight face.
"He can use his own weapon, right madam? Because that noble student also used a magic weapon. But if you think a commoner can break his record, then Anon will take another sword," Letti said, trying to provoke Seti and make her angry.
"What nonsense? Do you think a commoner can defeat a noble student with some crap he made in his house? I permit it. Bring it on, boy. Let's see what you can even do with your so-called weapon," Seti replied angrily, falling into Letti's trap.
Blink
Anon flickered his eyes towards Letti and started walking to the back of the hall.
"Where are you going?" Seti asked.
"Maybe he thought running away is a better option now... Hahahaha," another student mocked.
"I think our commoner friend is going to run any moment now because his bluff has failed badly. Hahaha," another one added.
"I placed my weapon at the back of the hall. I am just going to get it from there," Anon explained the reason for going to the back.
"Oh no, Anon is coming here."
"Oh my god, would you look at that front."
"I should sit in a better position so that my chest looks attractive to him."
All the girls in the back immediately started preparing themselves as soon as they saw Anon approaching. Some fixed their dresses, and some fixed their makeup to impress him.
When Anon reached the back, he immediately spoke.
"Hello, ladies."
Every lady sitting on the bench held their breath for a second as they saw Anon up-close for the first time.
"Hey, Gia, can you give me your bag for a moment?" Anon asked.
"Ah... yes, brother, here," Gia said as she gave her bag to Anon.
Now every girl in the back looked at Anon and started thinking of wild strategies to impress him.
Anon inserted his hand into the bag and opened his inventory, pulling out his 'RAIL GUN.'
Every girl looked at Anon doing this, and a surprised expression immediately covered their faces.
"Wow... How did he do that?"
"I don't know, but he looks so cool."
"Yeah, look at those biceps. He is a lady-killer."
Anon smiled as he heard all of this.
"Brother, will you be able to break it?" Gia asked.
"What? The record or the dummy?" Anon asked with a smile as he turned around with his big and heavy rail gun.
"What the hell is that? A stick or a spear with a big-ass end. Hahaha... Hey, commoner, be careful, or you will get crushed underneath it," noble students mocked.
"What the fuck is that?" Letti said with a worried and surprised expression.
Letti immediately went to Anon and whispered in his ear.
"What are you doing? This thing's weight and size will make you feel like dying in seconds. Just take the damn sword and hit the damn thing with it," Letti said in an angry tone.
"Don't teach me what to do and not to do. Just go and observe," Anon said as he extended the tripod installed in front of the rail gun and placed it on the ground.
"That is your weapon? Haha... I permit it," Seti said, laughing.
'That thing is made out of mithril and embedded with reinforcing and strengthening runes, but it holds no magic artifact or magic stone inside it.
Meaning it's just a normal stick with a very big end. I wonder what this commoner has in mind,' Seti thought as she smiled, thinking that the nobles had already won this test.
Click-Clank
An unfamiliar sound echoed, causing everyone to turn their heads.
All the students noticed that Anon had extended the tripod stand in front of the railgun and placed it firmly on the ground.
"Already admitting defeat? Don't you think that's a little too fast? Hahaha."
"He didn't even give it a try."
"Maybe it was too heavy for him, and he gave up. Hahaha."
The noble students burst into laughter once again.
"Do you think these punks have crossed the line now?" a girl spoke up.
"Don't worry, they'll be silenced after this," Gia said, looking at Anon with excitement.
"Hey Gia, is something about to happen?" Yumi asked, filled with anticipation.
"Oh, hell yeah," Gia replied with a smile.
Click
Anon loaded a mithril shell into the gun, bending down slightly to reach the trigger.
"Are you ready, Mr. Anon?" Seti asked Anon, looking at him with confusion.
"No, no, no..." Letti murmured.
"Yes," Anon replied, nodding.
"Damn it," Letti said, hitting her forehead with her hand.
"Your time starts now," Seti said as she moved aside.
"Hold your motherfucking ground. It's going to be a blast," Anon warned, observing many noble students standing in free and relaxed positions.
"Charge with 1000 mana."
Zzzzzzzzzzz
A buzzing sound emanated from the railgun.
"Hahaha...look at him, talking big after all of this."
"I think he's gone mad after all this."
While other noble students mocked him, some of the intelligent ones followed Anon's instructions. Frank immediately cast a defensive spell on himself, as did Jake, Luna, Ren, and Samantha.
"Anon, your time is running out. If you don't hit the dummy within the next 3 seconds, you will fail this test," Seti warned Anon calmly.
"Fire," Anon said in a calm voice.
Booooooom
Suddenly, the charged shell was released from the railgun at an incredible speed, resulting in a formation of a dust cloud inside the hall.
Cough-cough
"What the fuck...?"
"What the hell just happened?"
"Damn it...my eyes. These commoner brats are so useless."
"Shit, my throat is filled with dust."
Panic spread among the nobles within the clouds of dust.
After a moment, the dust settled down, and everyone looked at Anon.
Noticing his appearance, they thought the blast had hit him in the face since his clothes were torn apart, but his body was unharmed, not even a scratch.
"Anon Agreil Cough-Cough, you have officially failed this test," Seti said, staring directly at Anon, her anger evident.
"Madam Seti, how can you fail him when he topped the exam?" Letti's voice came from behind, and everyone turned towards her.
When everyone looked at the dummy, a shockwave ran down their spines.
The dummy had been blasted into thousands of pieces, with only a few parts visible on the ground; the rest had vaporized with the blast.
"How is this possible?" Seti said in a low voice, staring at the remnants of the dummy.
"Now, did I pass or not?" Anon asked, looking at Seti with a mocking smile.
"Anon, you're so cool."
"Anon, you're the best."
"Anon, that was awesome."
The second-year girls started cheering for Anon, and mocking smiles appeared on the faces of the commoner students as they looked at the noble students, mouths tightly sealed in embarrassment.
"You passed this time, but don't think I'll let this go. I will be taking that weapon of yours into my custody," Seti said, greedily eyeing Anon's weapon.
"Okay, here it is. Just pick it up and take it to your lab," Anon said, pointing towards the railgun with both of his hands.
"There you go. It's all yours, ma'am. You can take it anywhere you want," Anon said, gesturing towards the Rail Gun.
"Oh, I will. And here I thought I would have to snatch it from you," Seti replied as she began walking towards the rail gun.
"But, ma'am, you can't take someone's invention like this, and..." Before Letti could say anything else, Seti turned around and locked eyes with Letti, her gaze burning red.
"Mrs. Letti, don't interfere in my affairs. I am not your junior, you are my junior." she stated, then turned her attention back to the rail gun, her eyes filled with greed.
'That thing! If I can figure out how it works and replicate it with my witchcraft, it will be the most powerful weapon ever created in this world,' Seti thought, a greedy smile playing on her lips.
"Step away from it, or you will get hurt," Seti warned Anon as she reached for the rail gun, attempting to lift it.
'What the heck? Why is this thing so heavy?' Seti pondered, struggling to lift the rail gun from the ground.
'Since you want to play like this, why don't I show you a taste of my power,' she thought, employing a strengthening spell on her body.
Yet, despite her efforts, Seti failed to lift the rail gun.
"What's the matter, ma'am?" Anon acted confused, pretending he was oblivious to the situation, though he was the mastermind behind it all.
'A spell that utilizes mana only increases the weight of the gun. The higher the tier of the skill, the more mana it consumes, resulting in increased weight. There's only one way to pick up this weapon, and that is with sheer strength,' Anon thought, a smirk forming on his face as he watched Seti's futile attempts.
"Need any help, ma'am?" Anon asked, his smile filled with mockery.
"Hahaha..." Letti burst into laughter, realizing what was unfolding.
Upon hearing Letti's laughter, Seti quickly caught on to Anon's plan. She swiftly stood up and acted as if nothing had happened.
'Is this thing enchanted with a master spell ?' seti wondered in her mind.
"Mam...?"
"Cough-cough, umm, you can keep it for now. I'll deal with it later," Seti said, maintaining a composed expression, but inwardly she felt embarrassed and upset.
A world-changing weapon has slipped right through her fingers.
"As you wish, ma'am," Anon replied, picking up the rail gun effortlessly with his left hand on the first try.
"How did you...?" Seti muttered quietly, her voice trailing off as she watched Anon return the gun to its position.
She realized she couldn't stop him, and any further attempts would only lead to Anon putting the gun down again and challenging her to lift it.
'Anon Agreil, I will remember your name. You will be on my list. Be careful of what you do,' Seti thought angrily, her gaze fixed on Anon.
"We are moving on to the next test. Students, follow me," Seti said as she exited the hall.
'He really is amazing. Who would have thought he would pierce through the dummy like that? And that weapon, even though the others made fun of it, it turned out to be so overpowered. This guy is really different, but next test will be different and you will taste defeat in it, Mr. Anon.' Luna thought as she glanced at Anon while leaving the room.
"Brother, you did it! Congratulations on setting another record," Gia exclaimed as she hugged Anon.
"Thanks," Anon replied as he put his rail gun back inside his inventory.
"Hey Anon, we've got a surprise for your victory," a girl said as she gestured to the other girls.
"Anon, look! It's a mass boob show," they all exclaimed in unison, simultaneously exposing their breasts to Anon.
"Wow..." Anon exclaimed as his little brother immediately started growing in size.
Pink nipples, dark nipples, big areolas, small areolas, large size, ultra-huge, perfect-sized, and cow tits—every single pair of breasts was present in the crowd, even inverted nipples.
Anon momentarily lost control to his lust.
"Brother, you still have two tests left. Go and pass them," Gia said with an unhappy and jealous expression as she turned Anon in the other direction, urging him to leave the room.
"Okay, okay... I'm going," Anon said, realizing that Gia was jealous of all the attention from the girls.
'What a silly girl,' Anon thought as he exited the room.
"All of you are big perverts. Don't you have any shame? I'm still standing here," Gia scolded her classmates.
"Hey Gia, don't overreact. It was just a joke and a prize for his victory," one of the girls spoke.
Gia immediately summoned her spear and pointed it at the girl's face.
"Give him another 'prize,' and your heads will be my prize. Do you all understand?" Gia warned them all at once.
'My brother is mine. No girl can show him anything,' Gia thought.
"Y-Yes, Gia, we are very sorry. We will not do something like that ever again," every girl apologized to Gia.
"Good. Now let's go and see how my brother will perform in the next test," Gia said, returning to her normal self.
Upon reaching the next test site, Anon saw various equipment scattered on the ground.
Some looked familiar, while others were completely different.
There were dumbbells and regular weightlifting bars with plates, but there were also white glass balls and normal wooden sticks that resembled equipment.
"Students, your next test will be conducted here," Seti said, looking dejected as the Commoners had won the last two matches.
"Students, let's begin the next test. This will be a direct competition between the Nobles and the Commoners," Letti spoke with a mocking tone as she glanced at the noble students. Their eyes were downcast, their once-smiling faces now devoid of joy, and their taunts silenced.
"No w, I will explain the rules to everyone.
First rule: no use of magic. This competition will be based purely on your physical strength.
Second rule: A good fighter must know their limits. You have to quit when you feel exhausted, or the teacher will fail you if you faint during the test.
The third and final rule: Noble students are allowed to use magic while lifting weights, but commoners cannot. That's all; good luck with your tests.
"Madam Seti, please continue as you like," Letti spoke as she moved to the back of the room and took a seat beside Anon.
"So, what do I make of it?" Anon asked with a smile.
"This is the cheating round, made for a day like this if a commoner ever tries to challenge the nobles. That noble woman chose this round just to save face in front of the other schools," Letti explained with an angry tone.
"A cheating round, huh...? Have they defeated you in one of those?" Anon asked, smiling at Letti.
"Yes, I was about to win the beginners' test and become the first commoner to top it, but the noble teacher chose the cheating round as the last test and failed me in it."
"In your case, it's the second-to-last test, which means you will fail here and my dream too. But you tried hard, well done."
"No one can defeat them in this round based on these terms. This is supposed to be a motherfucking physical test, so why are they using magic? And even if they are using it, why can't we commoners use it as well?" Letti continued to curse the nobles for five minutes straight before accepting her fate.
"Haa... it's no good cursing them; I'm just wasting my time and energy," she said at last and fell silent.
"As Mrs. Letti has already explained the core rules, I will tell you all the procedure for this test.
First, a student from the noble side will come on the stage, and another student will come from the commoners' side.
Both of them will be given equal weights to lift because we don't want any inequality."
"Hehehe....that was the best joke I've heard since I came here," Anon chuckled.
"They will surely take their sweet time to roast you guys now," Letti said, laughing a bit, but feeling very sad deep down.
"Now, the first one from the noble side will be Luna Warwood, and from the commoners' side, it will be Anon Agreil," Seti announced, immediately looking at Anon with a mocking smile.
"That bitch wants to roast you first, and believe me, this will be hard, but try to endure the taunts," Letti explained.
"Yes, ma'am," Anon said with a smile as he walked up to the stage.
"Are you ready, girl?" Seti asked Luna.
"Yes."
"And what about you, Mr. Anon?" she asked with another mocking smile.
"Always," Anon replied with the same smile.
"The first round will be of 20 kilograms. Students, start now," Seti said as she stepped down from the stage.
"I will not use magic," Luna spoke in a low voice.
"Use it; you will need it," Anon replied with a smile.
"No, I will defeat you fair and square."
"I like the sportsmanship."
"What?"
"Nothing, let's start this," Anon said as he smiled at Letti.