Majestic mountains loomed in place of the black void, their peaks piercing the sky. Towering trees stretched as far as the eye could see, transforming the landscape into an imposing forest. Strange birds and creatures roamed the area, adding an air of mystery to the surroundings.
Anon surveyed the scene, his gaze drawn to the colossal trees that dwarfed any he had encountered before. "Where are we?" he inquired, his curiosity piqued.
"This, Anon, is where I fought the first battle of my life," the counselor replied, a wistful smile playing on his lips. "Believe me, it was a close call. A mere mistake could have spelled certain death for me."
Anon's interest deepened. "What trial do i have to give here ?" he asked, his eagerness evident.
"Patience, my friend. I will reveal all in due time. Here, we have an eternity at our disposal. Only a fragment of your subconscious mind resides here, while time in the outside world nearly comes to a standstill for you. One second out there is equivalent to a hundred years within these bounds."
Anon's astonishment grew as he absorbed the magnitude of the temporal disparity. He regarded the counselor with a mix of admiration and surprise.
"Anon, your path has been far smoother than mine because you possess a greater strength of mind, I don't know how you had the right skills at the right time, but you played your cards right everytime.
No matter the situation you always overcome it with your mind and skills.
Your mastery of your powers has been impeccable, never faltering, proving your worth to the demon gods."
The weight of impending revelation settled on Anon's shoulders, causing a sense of foreboding to creep into his thoughts. "What do you mean?" he inquired cautiously.
"Here, your magical abilities shall be sealed, leaving you to rely solely on brute strength. You must navigate this trial through your own ingenuity, discovering the way forward without the crutch of magic. Good luck, Anon. I shall rejoin you once you have overcome this trial," the counselor conveyed before fading from sight.
What the hell? What am I supposed to do here? At least explain it to me..." Before Anon could utter another word, a spear tore through his chest, leaving a gaping hole and ending his life in an instant.
"Fuck... I'm dead," he muttered as darkness consumed his vision.
[Trial Restarting]
Suddenly, a resounding echo reverberated within his mind.
[System Plugged In]
[System Syncing with Trial]
[System Connection Established... 100%]
[Host Revived in 3... 2... 1]
"Haaaaa..." Anon rose from the ground, inhaling deeply as life surged back into his lungs.
"Hmm... it feels damn good to be alive again," Anon declared, his gaze fixating on his chest where the once-piercing wound had completely healed.
[Map Scan Complete]
[Trial Quest Identified]
Anon glanced at the screen before him and burst into boisterous laughter.
"Hahahhaha..."
"So, you wondered how I always had the right skill at the right time, huh? This is the reason. Who would've thought I had a golden spoon in my hands all along? The system," Anon pondered, chuckling to himself.
"Show me the quest," Anon commanded the system.
[Main Quest: Trial of the Counsellor]
[First Sub-Quest: Eliminate the Witch of the Forest, a master of black magic residing atop the highest peak of the mountains. However, each death will incur the [Debuff of Reduced Damage], gradually diminishing your offensive capabilities against the main boss.]
[Rewards: Unknown]
"What's this debuff, System?"
[Debuff of Reduced Damage]
[Every time you perish within the trial, your damage output against the main boss will decrease by 1%, with the potential to stack up to 99,999 times.]
"Whoa, that's valuable information. Why didn't the counselor disclose this to me? He truly desires to test my mettle. If it weren't for the system, I would've perished countless times, oblivious to my imminent demise," Anon contemplated, a sly smile adorning his face.
"System, can you tell me about my previous death?"
[Record of Previous Death]
[Occurred 3 minutes and 45 seconds ago due to a high-velocity spear throw.]
"I died only ten minutes after entering the trial. Meaning, if everything unfolds similarly, the same attack should take place in the next seven minutes," Anon speculated, his mind brimming with countless possibilities.
[One Action Recorded]
A notification materialized before him.
"What's this?"
[Killed by a tribal warrior]
[A tribal warrior, searching for food in the forest, spotted an unknown figure standing alone amidst the trees. Instead of a peaceful encounter, he decided to make the stranger his dinner, swiftly striking him down in a single blow of his spear.]
"Did the Counsellor face a similar attack? Did he dodge it or did he got injured here?" Anon pondered, questioning the circumstances.
[Map scanning completed.]
[Longest peak located.]
"Which one?" Anon inquired.
[The third peak from the left, following the direction of the sunrise.]
"Sunrise? I'll have to wait until tomorrow morning to determine the direction of sunrise accurately in this area," Anon thought, his gaze fixed on the spot from which the spear had been thrown earlier.
[Pathfinder activated.]
A smile played on Anon's face as this notification appeared.
"System, I don't know what I would do without you," Anon remarked with an evil smile.
Suddenly, a realization struck Anon, prompting him to ask the system a question.
"Hey, System, can I use magic here?"
[A temporary seal has restrained your magical powers, but it can be shattered at your will.]
"Can the Counsellor see me?" Anon inquired of the system.
[The Counsellor's soul essence cannot be sensed within the trial grounds.]
"Unlock it."
[Magic bindings dissolved.]
[Spells resurrected, ready to be cast anew.]
[Skills reignited, eager to serve.]
[Magic Unlocked: 100%]
"Well, that's what I call cheating," Anon muttered, turning his back towards the direction from which the spear had initially struck him.
With his skills and magic unbound, Anon's five senses returned back to their extraordinary state.
*Creak*
Suddenly, a sound emanated from the bushes behind Anon.
"Food... Die, food," a barely audible whisper emerged, but Anon heard it crystal clear.
In an instant, a brilliant fusion of azure and golden radiance enveloped Anon's clenched fist, crackling with the primal power of lightning, shaping into a lethal javelin.
"Food...die." a spear hurtled toward Anon, propelled by unyielding velocity.
"Not this time, you motherfucking bastard." Anon's thunderous roar reverberated, his body pivoting swiftly as he unleashed the Thunder Javelin upon the nefarious assailant who had hurled the wooden spear.
Like a celestial bolt, the Thunder Javelin pierced the mundane weapon, slicing through it with merciless precision, striking the assailant with unstoppable force.
In a cataclysmic instant, the Thunder Javelin obliterated the upper half of the tribal warrior's body, resulting in instant death.
The spear's relentless momentum refused to wane even after toppling the tribal warrior, tearing through towering trees with a resounding crash. As the majestic giants surrendered to its force, they formed an extraordinary path, as though the very essence of nature conspired to pave the way exclusively for Anon.
*Whistleeeeeee*
A piercing whistle, resonating with thunderous intensity, pierced through the forest, stirring the once tranquil bushes into a frenzy of movement. The rustling foliage hinted at an approaching horde of highly skilled warriors, converging upon Anon with relentless determination.
"What in the hell is going on here ?" Anon questioned, his senses acutely attuned to the rapid footsteps echoing through the dense forest. Yet, despite his acute awareness, he found no visual trace of the assailants concealed amidst the labyrinthine greenery.
"These bastards possess mastery in camouflaging," Anon pondered with a mix of awe and frustration, diligently scanning the surrounding woods, hoping to catch the slightest glimpse of their presence amidst the verdant tapestry.
"Oi, I'm not—" Anon's words were abruptly cut short as a wooden arrow hurtled towards him with unparalleled velocity, propelled by deadly intent.
Yet, displaying a remarkable blend of agility and reflexes, Anon intercepted the deadly projectile, seizing it from the air mere moments before it could make contact with his face.
"Oh, how fucking close you were," Anon jeered, a self-assured smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.
Swoosh.
Swoosh.
Undeterred by their earlier failure, two more arrows were launched with deadly precision, each seeking to find its mark.
Yet, like a wraith dancing amidst the chaos, Anon effortlessly evaded the lethal arrows, his movements fluid and precise, a testament to his unparalleled skill.
"Ah, a game of hide and seek, is it?" Anon's voice boomed through the forest, his steely gaze fixated on a particular tree, where an errant hand had emerged from the concealing foliage.
"Found you," Anon whispered, his leg muscles coiling like a tightly wound spring, primed for action. With explosive power, he catapulted himself into the air, a majestic leap that defied the laws of gravity.
Silently, Anon alighted upon the tree's branches, his presence shrouded in an enigmatic veil. From his elevated vantage point, he observed a figure cowering below, the revelation confirming that it was a young girl.
As the girl turned her head around to survey the area, her eyes widened in fear and uncertainty, Anon swiftly grabbed her mouth. A sinister smile danced upon his lips, his demeanor reminiscent of a malevolent psychopath.
"Hello, Luv." Anon hissed, his voice laced with a blend of dark amusement and chilling menace.
Anon's voice dripped with menace as his eyes bore into her.
The girl trembled in fear, her heart racing as she beheld Anon's maniacal expression. She wanted to scream, but his hand tightly sealed her lips.
"Look into my eyes, luv, and reveal your secrets..." Anon commanded.
His eyes glowed a vibrant shade of purple, and in turn, so did hers.
After hypnotizing her, Anon withdrew his hand from her mouth.
[Name: Lara]
[Race: Tribal Humans]
[Class: Tribal Archer]
[MP: 150]
[HP: 75]
[Description: Fears you, a stranger. Wants to kill you.]
"So, this is how you treat a stranger, huh...?" Anon pondered.
"Now, you will do whatever I command," Anon declared.
"Yes, master," the girl responded in a trance, her eyes devoid of emotion.
"Do you know where your subordinates are hiding?" Anon inquired.
"Yes, master," she replied monotonously.
"Good. And where is your closest ally concealed?" Anon pressed.
"Over there, by that tree," she gestured towards a nearby oak.
"Can you eliminate him for me, luv ?" Anon whispered slowly into her ear, his voice akin to the devil tempting one to commit evil.
"Yes, master," she replied.
"Then do it," Anon commanded.
"Yes." The girl wasted no time, swiftly nocking an arrow and aiming it at the tree where her ally hid.
"Kill," Anon whispered once more into her ear, his intent filled with malicious.
*Swish*
Chk
The arrow found its mark with deadly precision, striking the man hidden in the branches. He plummeted to the ground like a ripe fruit.
"Ughhh..."
Thud
As the arrow claimed its victim, the man crumpled, defeated and lifeless, from his lofty perch.
"Nicely done," Anon acknowledged, a hint of satisfaction in his voice.
"Now, where's the next one ?" he inquired, his eyes scanning the surroundings.
"There," she pointed out another one of her subordinates hiding in the bushes below, on the ground.
"Good. Now, eliminate him as well," Anon commanded with an evil intent in his voice.
"As you command, Master," she responded, her eyes devoid of emotion.
*Click* she loaded another arrow into her bow and released it without any delay.
*Swish*
*Thud"
Another one fell, lifeless, as his body hit the ground.
"Excellent. Now, shoot down every single one of them," Anon ordered as he felt her lips with his fingers.
*Thud* A series of dead bodies started falling down inside the forest.
*Chk*
"Ahhh...ughhh."
The dance of death commenced within the forest as the little girl mercilessly dispatched each of her subordinates.
After ten minutes, only lifeless bodies remained scattered amidst the trees, and only two individuals stood among those dead bodies, first anon and second the little archer girl.
"Well, well, it seems luck wasn't on their side. Can you tell me about the witch of the forest, luv ?" Anon asked.
"She lives on that peak." she replied, pointing toward one of the towering mountain's peak.
"Good. Now, let's pay her a visit and you are now useless."
*Crack*
Anon twisted the little girl's neck, ending her life in an instant.
*Clap-Clap*
Dusting his hands, Anon strode confidently toward the peak she had indicated, undeterred by his recent actions.
As the sun set and dark clouds veiled the moon, hinting at an impending storm, Anon realized he needed to find shelter for the night.
"I must find a suitable place to rest," he muttered, gazing at the sky and scanning the surroundings for a refuge.
After a brief search, he stumbled upon a cave. Anon wasted no time and entered, just as raindrops began to fall relentlessly from the sky.
"This rain shows no signs of stopping anytime soon," Anon observed before settling in for some sleep.
The next morning...
Observing the direction of the sunrise, Anon deduced that the little girl had provided him with accurate directions to the witch's cave.
Encountering numerous monsters on his ascent to the peak, some fled in fear upon sensing Anon's overwhelming aura of bloodlust, while others met their demise at his hands.
Two days later, he finally reached the summit, where a massive wooden door guarded the entrance to the cave.
"So, this is where the witch of the mountain lives, huh...?" Anon mused.
Advancing forward, he placed both hands on the door handle. His biceps bulged, veins popping, and a wicked smile stretched across his face.
"So, you wanted to witness my physical power, huh? Here it comes."
Boom
In an instant, the gate's hinges shattered, and the doors were sent hurtling off the mountain.
"Good morning, you motherfucking witch," Anon bellowed triumphantly as he stepped inside.
As soon as he entered the cave, a putrid stench of death assaulted his senses.
"Who dares disturb me at this hour?" a humanoid figure draped in a black robe emerged from the entrance. Her body was a sickly green, devoid of eyes, ears, nose, or mouth.
"It's me. Anyone got a problem with that?" Anon retorted.
"Are you new around here, human? Do you not know who I am?" the witch arrogantly inquired.
"How the hell are you even speaking, you don't even have a fucking mouth ?" Anon questioned.
"Human, do not overstep your bounds. I can snuff out your life in an instant!" the witch threatened.
"Oh, I'm trembling," Anon taunted.
"This is it, human. Prepare to die," the witch declared, unleashing a green energy ball from her right hand aimed at Anon.
"Get lost," Anon scoffed, effortlessly deflecting the energy ball with a flick of his hand.
"Y-You, who are you?" the witch stammered, her confidence faltering as Anon remained unfazed by her attack.
"I am your death. Now perish."
Anon conjured a javelin crackling with thunder in his hand and hurled it toward the witch.
"Human, do not underestimate me!"
Suddenly, the witch's body radiated a bright green glow, and a large stone that had been lying nearby shot up to intercept the thunder javelin. Though the stone shattered, it provided the witch enough time to evade the attack.
"Telekinesis?" Anon questioned, momentarily puzzled.
"Now, it's my turn," the witch hissed, employing telekinesis to wield a sharp piece of metal from behind Anon, intending to strike him from behind.
Chk
The metal pierced through Anon's chest, leaving a small hole.
"Hahahaha...now you see, human? I am a formidable witch," she cackled maniacally, assuming her victory was assured.
Little did she know, she had let her guard down.
A whisper was heard.
"Huh...?"
*Boom*
The javelin pierced through her, cleaving her body in two.
"H-How...?" she gasped, staring in astonishment as Anon's wound as it swiftly healed.
"The moment you think you're the 'Only One,' you end up dead," Anon stated with disappointment, observing the witch die pathetically.
"I may have a short temper, anger issues, and can be a psychopath at times, but I learned something in my previous life.
When someone believes they are 'above God' and the 'Only One,' they meet their demise sooner than expected. I had many teammates who shared that mindset and perished on the battlefield on their very first day."
[First Sub-Quest of the Trial Successfully Completed.]
A message appeared before Anon.
"Hah...quest completed at last," Anon said with a smile.
[Counselor's Soul Essence Detected Within the Trial Realm. Would You Like to Apply the Magic Seal Again?]
Yes.
[Magic Seal Successfully Applied Again.]
"Hello, Anon," a familiar, weighty voice echoed from the cave's entrance.
"Counsellor?" Anon questioned as the figure slowly came into view amidst the incoming light.
"So, you've cleared the trial's first part, huh?" the counselor began, moving closer to Anon, his face becoming clearer.
"Yes, I have."
"Well, you passing this trial was a mere formality. The moment you removed the magic seal, you proved that you are not a fair play. That massacre you orchestrated back there was impressive. Controlling the little girl's mind for your own purposes, making her slay her own subordinates, and ultimately ending her life after use... I thought you might have sex with her too or rape her but you didn't." the counselor spoke with an evil grin, locking eyes with Anon.
"Nah, there are two reasons for that. Firstly, she was just a child, and I don't harm children in that way—I simply end their lives if they're below twelve. Secondly, this was all just an illusion," Anon replied calmly.
"Hahaha...clever thinking. You even tried to sense my presence but failed, huh?" the counselor chuckled.
"Yeah, you somehow deceived my senses, but how?" Anon inquired, genuinely curious.
"Haha...kid, I've been through it. You may feel powerful, but when you truly harness that power, your mind might just shatter."
"Really?" Anon questioned.
"Yes, but for now, you've earned the title of 'Cerebraxis' and a gift from me. Here."
[Skill
"Oh, it's the same skill," Anon remarked.
"Yes, yes, but you still have to overcome two more trials to unlock the full potential of the Cerebraxis class. Now go, return to your body. It will be famished and lustful after this upgrade," the counselor said, vanishing into thin air, leaving behind the familiar black void.
Anon's consciousness began to fade once more.
Back at the academy...
"You! How did you bypass it?" Seti demanded, her eyes fixed on the crimson glowing test ball.
"I didn't, ma'am. I'm simply stating the truth," Anon retorted, a fierce smile playing on his lips.
"Don't lie to me. I'm no fool," Seti snapped in an angry tone.
"Ma'am, the test is complete. Anon has been proven innocent. I don't believe you can—"
"I told you, don't try to lecture me. I know what I can do and what I can't."
"Oh, really...?" A deep male voice resonated from behind Seti.
"Yes, and—" Seti began, turning to face the source of the voice, only to find herself locking eyes with an imposing figure—Mr. Kale.
"Well, what were you saying again?" Kale inquired.
"S-Sir Kale, I-I apologize. It's not what you think," Seti stammered, quickly falling to her knees and bowing before him.
"SHUT UP! WHY DOES EVERYONE IN THIS DAMN ACADEMY KEEP CHALLENGING THE RULES?" Kale bellowed at Seti, his voice echoing through the room.
"I-I—"
"Don't say anything. If this kid has been proven innocent, continue the test and meet me in my office after the final examination," Kale commanded before promptly leaving the testing area.
"Y-Yes, Sir," Seti replied, her gaze filled with a lethal mix of anger and resentment directed at Letti.
'This conniving witch knew Mr. Kale was here, yet she escalated the situation to make me appear like the villain. I won't forget this, Letti, and you too, you commoner piece of shit, Aron.'
"It's Anon," Anon corrected, a faint smile gracing his lips.
"What?"
"Never mind. Where is your next candidate?" Anon inquired.
"Next student!" Seti called out sharply.
"Gia, please let me date your brother," Yumi pleaded, clasping her hands together in front of Gia.
"I don't know," Gia responded.
"I'll show you my homework every day, and I'll even let you cheat on the theory exams this semester," Yumi attempted to strike a deal with Gia.
"I can't, not because I'm possessive of him, but because he's not the kind of guy who dates someone seriously. My brother is more like a collector," Gia explained.
"What do you mean by that?" Yumi asked, her curiosity piqued.
"He'll have mind-blowing sex with you, an experience like you've never had before, and then leave you alone for a few days. After a couple of days, he'll come back, fuck you, use you, and repeat the cycle," Gia elaborated.
"Wow, your brother sounds like a true bad boy. Another reason for me to desire him even more," Yumi remarked, her hand resting on her right breast as she looked at Gia with hopes of marrying Anon.
"You're foolish. Just ask him yourself."
"Are you kidding me? You're his sister. He'll listen to you more than some random girl," Yumi reasoned.
"Fine, I'll talk to him," Gia agreed, rubbing her temples and letting out a small smile.
"Next one!" Seti called out, as another noble student fell before Anon.
"Gia your brother is annihilating those noble kids." One of the girl on the back spoke.
"Yeah, he's like a relentless force, obliterating everything in his path," another girl added, her voice laced with admiration.
One by one, the noble students fell before Anon's might, their defeat fueling the mounting pressure in the noble section.
"A commoner surpassing us, the nobles?"
"If he claims the top spot in this exam, we'll be the laughingstock every damn year."
"How can a mere commoner possess such unfathomable strength?"
"Forget about cheating, he even passed the truth test of the damn test ball."
Anon's ears perked up, catching every word with a twisted smile playing upon his lips.
"The time has come to unleash the final phase of my plan," Anon thought, his gaze locking with Seti's fiery, bloodshot eyes, reflecting her intense anger.
"Last Student, Ren Denver step up on the stage."
Ren, the last hope from the noble section, was summoned by Seti's desperate call.
Stepping onto the stage, Ren eyed Anon, his intense gaze filled with determination. After a brief moment of observation, he closed the distance between them.
"I will crush you," Ren declared, his face a mask of unyielding determination, devoid of anger or tension.
Returning to his original position, Ren glanced back at Seti, who nodded in approval.
"Start!" Seti's voice boomed throughout the arena, commanding the battle to commence.
[Hands of Justice] [B-Rank] [Denver House Exclusive Spell]
[Harness the fiery fury of justice, bestowed upon you by the divine mark. Amplify physical strength by 500% and magical prowess by 250% for a fleeting 5 seconds.
Upon usage, the skill enters a 1-minute cooldown. Exceeding 6 uses in a day may trigger dangerous side effects. Side effects include excruciating leg pain, a debilitating 5-hour paralysis, ominous blue markings across the user's body, and in dire circumstances, even death.]
[Mana: 5000 per use]
[Cooldown: 1 minute]
'Link Stop.'
[But Master...]
'Cease immediately.'
[As you command, Master, but know that forfeiting this round would result in your defeat.]
'I have a plan. Don't teach me.'
[As you command, Master.]
Ken activated the spell, unleashing a blinding golden radiance that enveloped his entire being, manifesting as a divine aura encasing both his hands.
The weight he faced was no trifling matter, a colossal 8950 kilograms. Yet, Ken seized the burden effortlessly, defying its gravity with raw power.
'I possess the strength to claim victory here and now, but where's the thrill in that? I yearn for something more entertaining,' Anon mused to himself, his mind brimming with wicked intentions.
"Mr. Anon, are you going to lift it or do we wait until eternity?" Seti's voice dripped with impatience and seething anger.
"I quit," Anon declared with an unflinching, stoic visage.
Those words detonated within the test field, sending shockwaves of disbelief and chaos rippling through the spectators.
"What? He surrenders...?"
"Damn it, he was our last hope..."
"Shit! We can't blame him. None of us could have budged that weight."
"Anon, you've done admirably, brother."
"Yes, we salute your valiant effort."
The commoner section erupted with resounding cheers and applause, unaware that every aspect of Anon's apparent defeat had been meticulously planned.
"Heh-heh-heh... I knew all along that you were nothing but a feeble commoner, incapable of achieving anything noteworthy. Weak," Seti taunted, reveling in her perceived victory.
"Heh..."
Anon merely chuckled dismissively, his resolve unwavering as he pressed forward.
Now, the tension shifted from the royal section to the commoners' domain.
However, the commoners didn't succumb to the weight of the situation; instead, they rallied behind Anon, acknowledging and applauding his exceptional display of strength.
Returning to his place amidst the commoner section, Anon's eyes fell upon Letti, who stood there with her head bowed, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"You alright, princess?" Anon inquired, his voice carrying both concern and reassurance.
"Good job," Letti managed to say through her sobs.
"Thanks, but let me assure you, I could have effortlessly won this match." Anon replied.
"What?" Letti's surprise was evident in her trembling voice.
"Yes."
"Then why didn't you?"
"Once, a hunter trapped a bird within his cage, keeping it confined for three torturous days. The bird felt the grip of despair, convinced that its demise was inevitable, no matter its struggles.
But then, something changed. On the third day, the hunter set the bird free. Overwhelmed with joy, the bird soared to the greatest heights it had ever known.
However, its euphoria was short-lived. As it basked in its newfound freedom, a sudden blow struck the back of its head. When it turned around, the bird saw the hunter grinning wickedly, pelting it with rocks.
In that instant, the bird experienced indescribable agony and suffering, surpassing anything felt by another creature.
Yet, for the hunter, it brought immeasurable delight, for he was the master of that cruel game.
In this game, I am the hunter, and those noble imbeciles laughing now are the blissfully ignorant birds destined to be hunted," Anon explained, his face contorted with the visage of a deranged psychopath, his smile dripping with menace.
Letti couldn't help but shudder after hearing these terrifying words from Anon's mouth, an icy chill ran down her spine.
"W-What do you intend to do?" she asked, her voice laced with fear and curiosity.
"Oh, my dear princess, you shall witness it all in the upcoming test." Anon joked.
"Ladies and gentlemen, as you have witnessed, the nobles have emerged victorious in this match, and all the glory goes to Ren Denver, the son of the House of Justice." Seti proclaimed, her joy uncontainable.
"Oi, commoner, you performed admirably," a voice resounded from the depths of the noble section.
"Hmmm...?" Anon swiftly turned around, fixing his gaze upon the speaker.
"Oh, Luna, isn't it?" Anon stated, pointing directly at her.
"Yes, you've defeated me twice in a row. Tell me, what kind of martial art bestows upon you such formidable strength even without the use of magic?" Luna inquired.
"The secret arts of a true martial artist shall never be unveiled to outsiders. Isn't that your house's motto?" Anon jeered at Luna.
"Y-You're right. I apologize for such a foolish question."
"No worries. You didn't employ magic either. I admire your martial spirit," Anon praised Luna.
"Thank you. My father always taught me to fight fair and square, for strength alone ensures victory."
"Wise teachings."
"In the final round, I shall defeat you," Luna declared with unwavering determination.
"Best of luck with that."
"In my house, luck holds no significance; we place our faith solely in hard work."
'Ha... What an earnest and straightforward girl. Perhaps I should add her to my collection?' Anon's mind whispered sinisterly.
The atmosphere on the beginner's test grounds remained neutral after the nobles emerged victorious in the second-to-last round. All the students stood together, eagerly awaiting the announcement of their next test.
Letti emerged from the director's room, a piece of paper clutched in her right hand. Her expression appeared somewhat neutral, giving nothing away.
As she walked through the corridors toward the stage, her footsteps echoed in sync with the turmoil within her. She couldn't shake off the unease that gripped her, the nagging feeling that something was terribly amiss.
"Ladies and gentlemen," Letti began, her voice projecting with a mix of authority and trepidation, "as you are all aware, this year's beginner's tests have been nothing short of captivating. And now, in a surprising turn of events, Director Kale has chosen the final test for this year's beginners: the Kingdom's Night Run."
A murmur spread through the crowd as excitement and curiosity filled the air. The students exchanged glances, their minds racing with anticipation.
"What? Director Kale himself has chosen the last test?" gasped a student in disbelief.
"That means he will personally oversee this test," Letti continued, her voice carrying a touch of awe.
"What? The director will be present to witness the test?" exclaimed another student, their eyes widening.
"I will do everything within my abilities to impress Director Kale," one student declared with determination, their voice resonating with confidence.
"Count me in. I'll give it my all as well." another chimed in, their face glowing with eagerness.
The students' enthusiasm echoed throughout the grounds, and even the teachers couldn't help but share their excitement.
"But that test was long abolished! Its high mortality rate led to its banishment over two hundred years ago," one teacher remarked, concern etching their face.
"Yes, as a student, I had only heard rumors about that test. It was used in the past to reduce the number of students and ensure higher quality within the academy," added another teacher, their voice tinged with nostalgia.
"Why would the director choose such a test?" questioned a curious student, their eyes darting around as if seeking answers.
"Is it even legal to conduct this test?" asked a concerned voice from the crowd.
Seti, the director's confidante, stepped forward, her presence commanding attention. She surveyed the students and teachers, her gaze piercing through their doubts and fears.
"Take your concerns up with the director if you dare," Seti interjected, her voice carrying a hint of challenge. "You'll soon learn what he's capable of."
"No way! He's a maniac," whispered a student, fear evident in their voice, while others nodded in agreement.
Back in the director's office...
Thud
The sound of splintering wood filled the room as Director Kale unleashed his frustration, shattering the table with a single powerful punch. His anger and disbelief were palpable.
"What? Seti, have you lost your goddamn mind?" Kale bellowed, his voice reverberating through the office.
Seti maintained her composure, unfazed by the display of rage. She met Kale's gaze with a steady resolve.
"I apologize, sir, but that's the truth," Seti replied, her voice even and unwavering.
Kale paced the room, his mind struggling to accept the reality that a commoner had excelled in the tests, defying all expectations.
"Let me make sure I understand correctly. You're saying a commoner not only aced the first two rounds but also shattered the Kingdom's javelin throw record?" Kale's voice resonated with disbelief.
"Yes, sir," Seti affirmed, her tone carrying an air of certainty.
"Fuuuuckkk, Seti! This can't be happening! He's just a commoner," Kale exclaimed, his frustration mounting.
"I understand your concerns, sir, but it is what it is," Seti calmly responded, her eyes meeting Kale's unwaveringly.
"No, you must ensure he fails. Do whatever it takes to make him fail the test. Change the next event to something more competitive, something that will tilt the odds in favor of the nobles," Kale ordered, his voice laced with determination.
"Sir, I've devised a way to ensure the nobles' victory in the next round," Seti revealed, a sly smile playing on her lips.
Kale's curiosity was piqued, and he leaned in, his eyes fixed on Seti. "Tell me, what is your plan?"
Seti locked eyes with Kale, an evil glimmer in her gaze. "Kingdom's Night Run."
Silence enveloped the room as Kale stared at Seti, his expression a mix of shock and contemplation. For a full minute, neither uttered a word.
"Seti, have you truly lost your mind this time?" Kale finally spoke, breaking the silence.
"This is the only way, sir. Either we win or we become a laughingstock. Once news spreads that a commoner has triumphed over the nobles in the academy's beginner's test, our reputation will be tarnished beyond repair. No one will even spare a glance at this academy," Seti explained with conviction.
Tension tightened Kale's face even more as he weighed the consequences of the upcoming test. After a lengthy deliberation, he made his decision.
"Do it," he finally uttered, a mixture of resolve and resignation in his voice.
"As you wish, Sir Director," Seti replied, her lips curling into a malevolent smile as she left the office.
Outside the office, Letti stood patiently, unaware of the unsettling plan that had been set in motion.
"Letti, here you go. Now go and announce it on the stage," Seti instructed, handing Letti a piece of paper.
Letti's hands trembled slightly as she unfolded the paper, her eyes widening in surprise as she read its contents.
"But, ma'am, this isn't fair," Letti protested, her voice tinged with concern.
"What's not fair?" Seti retorted, her voice dripping with an air of authority.
"This test was banned long ago."
"No, it wasn't banned; we simply stopped including it in our tests. But today, we're reintroducing it, following the director's orders. Do you have a problem with it? Take it up with the director," Seti declared before swiftly departing the hall.
Letti stood there, wrestling with her conscience, her mind plagued by doubts. She took a deep breath, gathering her resolve. She couldn't let her concerns go unaddressed.
"Sir, may I come in?" Letti asked, her voice laced with a mixture of apprehension and determination.
"Yes," Kale replied, his voice carrying a weight of authority.
"Sir, this test... it's too dangerous," Letti began, her voice trembling slightly.
Kale interrupted her, his tone firm and unwavering. "Don't lecture me on what's dangerous and what's not. Everything regarding this test has already been discussed. Now, go and do as you're told."
Letti felt a chill run down her spine as she absorbed the weight of Kale's words. She knew there was no room for further arguments. The fate of the test had been sealed. With a nod of understanding, she turned and left the director's office, her mind buzzing with conflicting thoughts and emotions.
As soon as Letti left the director's office, her mind buzzed with thoughts. She couldn't help but mutter under her breath, "These noble pigs are doing their utmost to level the playing field, but this time, a cunning fox has infiltrated their ranks.
"Now all of you may take your leave because the final test will be held tonight, and the rules will be declared on the field," Letti announced as she descended from the stage.
"All of you, come with me," she immediately instructed the Commoner section upon reaching the ground.
"Ms. Letti, you seem to be in a hurry," Seti mocked Letti from behind.
"Ahaha, you see, I have to explain the basics to my students here," Letti replied, forcing a fake laugh.
"Good, good. You should explain it all to them. Maybe it's their last chance for an explanation," Seti sneered with arrogance.
'This bitch, I want to kill her.'
"Best of luck to your students too, ma'am. All of the Commoners will follow me now. Come," Letti said as she walked towards the other side.
"My students won't need luck, yours will, hehehe," Seti taunted.
Letti remained silent and continued walking forward.
After a short walk, they entered a large room filled with ancient books.
"Wow... what's this place?"
"It's ancient. Seems like old creatures used to live here."
"Search for books on the Kingdom's Night Run and read about it silently, all of you. Anon, come with me," Letti commanded.
"Yes, ma'am," all the students replied in unison as they began selecting books from the shelves and started reading.
Anon followed Letti silently to a bookshelf at the back of the room.
Letti approached a large green book and tilted it forward slightly.
Suddenly, the shelf started moving, revealing the entrance to a small hidden room.
"Wow, a hidden passage, huh?" Anon admired.
"Come inside," Letti commanded.
"Oh, a dominating play, huh?" Anon asked with a smile.
"Just come in."
"Yes, yes."
Anon entered and saw two chairs and a large wooden table in the middle of the room. A bookshelf was attached to the right wall, and a detailed map of the kingdom adorned the left wall.
"What do you use this place for? Don't tell me you plan to take over the world here," Anon joked.
"Don't joke with me and look here," she said, pointing to the map of the kingdom.
"What's this?" Anon asked.
"This is the map of our kingdom. Judging by the fact that you don't even know about it, I can assume that your knowledge is weak as fuck."
"Well, that's one accurate guess."
"Good, now pay attention. Our kingdom consists of seven cities, four seas, twelve forests, and five deserts. Our continent alone has one sea, two deserts, and three forests."
"Okay, and...?"
"In tonight's race, seven students will be chosen from both sides, nobles and commoners. Each one will run through one continent. One thing I like about this test is that it provides equal grounds. Regardless of whether you are a commoner or a noble, you are allowed to use magic at any time."
"For what?" Anon inquired.
"To run and kill each other, obviously. The noble bastards will use every means at their disposal to stop our students and achieve victory. You will be their main target during the event, which is why you will intentionally take last place in the race. You will be relatively safe in the final continent, and I will arrange for someone to help you as well."
"Oh, who is this someone, if I may ask?" Anon asked, his smile filled with mockery.
"She is a friend of mine."
"A 'she'? This is going to be fun."
"Don't get too excited now. You will run last to maintain our pace. If we were to be losing, I believe you will be the only one who can turn the tables."
"Don't worry about it. What else?"
"Nothing in particular. The students will use their magic powers to kill your teammates. They will utilize artifacts to boost their speed and even enhance their bodies with dopes to achieve victory. The final challenge of the race will be in our kingdom, inside the 'Forest of Nightmares.'"
"That's all the information you need to know for now."
"What about the rules?" Anon asked, confused by the fact that Letti explained everything about the event but hadn't mentioned a single rule during their conversation.
"What rules? There are no rules in this race. That's why it was banned years ago. The nobles annihilated the commoners in this test. The king prohibited it and granted the director special rights to conduct this test only under critical circumstances," Letti explained with a smile.
"What sort of critical circumstances are these?" Anon inquired curiously.
"Are you kidding me? You shattered their egos, crushed their self-respect, and undermined their grand reputations."
"Haha, the nobles really take pride in their reputation, huh?"
"That's the only thing they love the most, even more than their own lives. And when a motherfucking commoner starts taking that away too, they will rage, obviously," Letti explained.
"Hahaha, this will be fun to watch," Anon laughed.
"There's one more thing I'd like to explain."
"What is it?"
"Because this test is so dangerous, the rewards will be even greater."
"Oh, there are rewards for this test?"
"Yes. Now go and do whatever you want. I'll be here if you need help with anything."
"Okay," Anon said as he exited the secret room.
'No.300,' Anon called out mentally using the psychic connection.
'Your Highness, your slave is ready to serve.'
'Prepare everyone. I'll need all of you tonight.'
'As you command, my lord.'
'Recall Mike from his journey and instruct Sephie to abandon everything she's doing in her lab. Also, update me on the zombie situation in the Forest of Nightmares.'
'As you command, Your Highness.'
'Good.'
Ten minutes later.
'Your Highness.'
'Yes?'
'Madam Sephie informed me that there have been no activities related to zombies in the forest. No sightings have been reported for the past week.'
"Good, that's one less problem for me."
'I have ordered 35,000 men to prepare their weapons. Is that enough, master?'
'More than enough. But how many Ogres do we have in total?'
'I'm sorry, master, but I don't know the exact numbers. I can tell you that we have over 50,000 now, with 40,000 of them trained for combat.'
'Wow, we've grown so much, huh?'
'Good. I'll see you tonight in the Forest of Nightmares.'
'As you command, Your Highness. There's one more piece of news, Your Highness.'
'What is it?'
'Kole is ready to talk.'
"What?"
Anon sat in the library, fixated on a crimson book before him titled '100 Best Positions.'
"Heh, I'm bored. Hey, System, open the Skill Store." Anon commanded the system.
[Skill Store Opening]
"Search for running skills."
[Searching the store for running skills]
[100,798 skills found in total.]
"Filter out those that can be used by me."
[2 skills found inside the store.]
"Show me."
[Haste - F-Rank] [1 SBP]
[Haste, an F-Rank skill in the realm of running, is a rather underwhelming ability. It provides a modest boost in speed but falls far short of the impressive capabilities one would expect from a skill of higher caliber. Increases the running speed by 20% for 10 minutes.]
[Mana: 10/minute]
[Swiftness - E-Rank] [2 SBP]
[Swiftness offers a slightly more noticeable enhancement compared to other f-rank running skills. But it's just an F-rank skill. Boosts your stamina by 5% while running.]
[Mana: 15/minute]
"Damn, why do I only have these trash running skills? I need more to win this race," Anon grumbled, rubbing his temples.
[Demon God of Authority 'Damacus' has blessed you with his blessing.]
[Would you like to unlock the Class Lock?]
"What? Class Lock?" Anon asked, confused.
[Class Lock]
[The Class Lock prevents you from using skills and spells from another class.]
Anon's eyes gleamed as he read the notification.
"You're kidding me?" Anon jumped up from his chair, staring intently at the screen.
[Demon God Damacus asks, 'How do you like that, Brother? Don't tell me you don't like this blessing.']
"I fucking love it. Unlock it now," Anon replied eagerly.
[Breaking into the Ayakashi records]
[Reversing the mana flow.]
[Executing commands]
[Unlocking 321 classes]
[Warning: Main class's last evolution and skills will not be unlocked for use.]
[Unlock started...1%]
[2%....3%....4%....]
Anon sat back down, patiently awaiting the completion of the process.
Two hours later.
[99%....100%]
[All 321 Classes have been unlocked]
"Yes... Yes!" Anon exclaimed in excitement.
"Oi, this is a library."
"Oh shit," he quickly composed himself.
"System, search for running skills again."
[Searching the store for running skills]
[100,798 skills found in total.]
"Filter out those that can be used by me." Anon commanded, brimming with anticipation.
[100,797 skills found that are usable]
"Hahaha... This is going to be fun now," Anon said, rubbing his hands together as he surveyed the long list of diverse skills before him.
Four hours later...
"Everyone, get up! The sun is about to set. We will now select the seven students who will compete in the test," Letti emerged from her room and issued the order, but no one responded.
"Hmm...? Where is everyone?" Letti wondered as she heard no sounds from the other side of the library.
"Guys, what—" as soon as she went to the other side, she witnessed a horrific scene.
Gwaahhhhh
Bwhaaaaa
Students were doubled over, retching on the ground, their faces pale from food poisoning.
"Oi, what happened to all of you?" She rushed to the students immediately.
"That guy... he claimed to be from the mess. He offered us... bwaaah free food, saying it was provided by the academy," one of the students barely managed to speak between bouts of vomiting.
"NURSE..." Letti shouted.
"What happened?" Anon arrived at the scene and asked, observing the students retching and clutching their stomachs.
"They've been poisoned with Citadel mushrooms," Letti explained in a tense voice.
"Citadel mushrooms?" Anon inquired.
"They cause slow food poisoning and are resistant to any healing magic," Letti continued.
"What do you mean?"
"We've been set up. Those nobles played their dirty tricks even before the game began, and these idiots fell for it because they can't resist free food," Letti seethed with anger.
"Why didn't that guy come to me?" Anon questioned.
"What?" Letti asked.
"The person who offered the treat didn't approach me. My position allows me to see anyone entering through that door, but to see the door itself, I have to tilt my head back slightly."
"He knew you would uncover the trick, and he knew in advance that you were seated in the back. That's why he didn't approach you but targeted the whole class, excluding you. It means..." Letti started connecting the dots.
"Somebody is feeding the nobles information about our every move," Anon finished her sentence.
"Fuck, why didn't I think of that," Letti exclaimed in anger, punching the wall.
"You're not smart enough," Anon taunted.
Suddenly, several women entered the room wearing white robes, swiftly attending to the students in white clothes and escorting them to the treatment center.
Letti sank into a nearby chair, holding her head in frustration as she scraped rust off the metallic table.
[All beginner students, please leave your classrooms and assemble on the main ground. We will now commence the final round of your beginner's test.]
A loud announcement resounded from the academy's main stage.
Students immediately gathered in the main grounds of the academy.
"I'll go and declare our defeat," Letti said, rising from her seat and walking towards the room's exit.
"Wait..." Anon called out.
"What?" She asked, turning around.
"Continue with the preparations. We will still compete."
"What are you saying? Have you gone insane? Lifting 10,000kg and traversing the seven continents of the Holy Land is a whole different challenge."
"I know what I'm saying. I will still participate in the race and crush their reputations like a damn fly. The nobles played their cards right, and we couldn't prevent it or deny it now. But we can turn the tables on their winning hand," Anon spoke, laughing slowly, his expression turning maniacal.
"A-Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Sometimes, you give me the creeps."
"Just go."
"Yes, yes."
Twenty minutes later...
On the left side of the field stood a crowd of noble students, reveling in their victory, while on the right side stood a solitary man wearing a sinister smile, exuding an air of madness.
"Ms. Letti, where are your other students?" the commentators inquired.
"They all fell victim to food poisoning," Letti replied.
"So, are you going to forfeit?"
"No, he will be participating on our behalf," Letti declared, pointing towards the lone student standing in the Commoner court.
"Hmm...?"
"Are you kidding me, Letti?" Mrs. Seraphina, a formidable MILF of a woman in her forties, confronted Letti.
"No, Mrs. Seraphina, I'm not joking. He intends to compete from the Commoner's side," Letti replied.
"That's pure suicide. If you believe that kid can traverse all seven continents alone, why not declare him the City Champion?" Another commentator, a youthful man of around twenty-five, questioned.
"I can't do anything about it, Sir Landon. He wants to participate, and it's his choice."
"Well, who are we to stand in anyone's way? Let's get this started," Seraphina said as she returned to her levitating chair, hovering above the main stage.
The crowd from the kingdom gathered around the academy's entrance, eager to witness the forbidden trial that had been banned for years.
"Hey, are you certain they're really conducting it?"
"Yes, I received this information from a reliable insider."
"Well, I'd love to witness the test of life and death once again," an elderly man declared from the center of the crowd.
All eyes turned toward him.
"Old man, you participated in that test?"
"HOHOHO, indeed I did, kiddo."
"Wow."
Creak
The gates of the academy slowly swung open, revealing a massive screen in front of the establishment.
On the screen, the view of the academy's main grounds appeared.
"Ladies and gentlemen, today we have gathered inside this academy to witness the legendary test that was banned long ago, not only in this kingdom but in all academies across the realm. The Night Run of the Seven Kingdoms," Seraphina announced with fervor in her voice.
"Thank you, Seraphina, but today we are witnessing something even more perilous than the legendary test itself."
"What is it, Landon?"
"Allow me to explain. On the left side of this court stand the armies of the seven Noble households.
From the prestigious seven-star Witch House, we have Jake grey, the only son of the household and Samantha grey, the third and the most beautiful daughter of the house.
Representing the seven-star Martial House, we have Luna Warwood, the second daughter of the house. She prides herself on hard work and fair play, regardless of the circumstances.
Standing alongside them is Frank Field Stonelake, the first son and heir of the seven-star Noble House of the Undeads. Tragic as it may be, he steps into his father's shoes, poised to become a remarkable leader. My condolences for your loss, Frank, but I hope you will surpass your father in greatness."
Moving forward, we have the most significant member of the noble party, Ren Denver from the seven-star Denver House of Justice. He is here to prove his worth to the world, showcasing the capabilities of the Denver House of Justice's future leader," Landon announced.
In this world, the commentators were granted the right of free speech. To provoke the other party and make the competitions even more enthralling, they were allowed to say whatever they pleased during an event.
"But Landon, who are the other two students standing beside them?" Seraphina inquired.
"Oh, they are merely five and six-star nobles from unknown families. I don't even know their names," Landon's voice resonated throughout the academy.
The two additional students from the lesser-ranked noble houses felt a pang of shame as their faces turned red.
"Seraphina, forget about them and look to the right side of the court; we have a remarkable and crazy fellow there."
"What are you talking about ?" Seraphina asked.
"Take a look. The one-man army standing fearlessly and toe to toe against the seven nobles. His name is Anon Agreil, I presume—a Commoner who dares to compete alone in this challenge from the Commoner's side. I salute this man's confidence, but he is essentially walking into his own demise. Running across seven kingdoms is no trivial feat." Landon announced.
"Well, we cannot alter what fate holds for him, can we? If he has already accepted his demise, then he must have contemplated it beforehand but if he did what he says then he will leave his name in the history. However, he does possess a certain charm; what a waste, if he dies." Seraphina spoke, disappointment evident in her eyes.
"So, what are we waiting for ? Let the race begin. Luna Warwood will be the first runner from the noble side, and Anon Agreil will represent the Commoners."
"Everyone, please clear the path from the academy gates," Seraphina announced.
The crowd around the academy gates promptly stepped aside.
"Yo, this time I will defeat you," Luna said as she approached Anon.
"What makes you so confident?" Anon questioned.
"That," Luna replied, pointing at the radiant full moon in the sky.
"The moon...?" Anon asked in confusion.
"Yes, under the full moon's night, my powers increase by 200%, and this time, I will utilize magic as well. So, be cautious," she explained.
"Ah, excellent. Let's see what you're capable of," Anon remarked.
'What a dumb girl ? She told me her skill and acted like it's nothing.' Anon wondered.
"Luna and Anon, take your positions," Landon declared.
The crowd continued to swell outside the academy with each passing moment, and other students emerged from their dorms to cheer for their favored contestant.
"Luna, Luna, Luna! Go, Luna, go! You can easily defeat that kid!"
"Yes, Luna, crush that arrogant bastard!"
"Luna, you've got this!"
"They adore me," Luna remarked as she assumed her position on the ground, ready to sprint at any moment.
"Loser, Anon. You're nothing but a loser."
"You're powerless, you bastard."
"Just perish, Anon."
"Well, it seems like I've fucked their mothers without even paying them," Anon retorted.
"Hahaha," Luna laughed.
"Are you both ready?" Seraphina inquired.
Anon nodded in agreement.
Anon's body immediately shined with a blue gradient light.
[Stamina Boost] [Spearman Skill] [Rank-C]
[When activated, Stamina Boost surges through the player's body, infusing them with a surge of vitality and heightened physical capabilities. It acts as a catalyst, amplifying the body's natural energy systems and unlocking reserves that are otherwise untapped. This skill taps into the inner reserves of strength and stamina, granting the player an exhilarating power start.]
[1000/mana]
[Cooldown: 5 minutes]
"BOTH OF YOU, STAAAART."
"BOTH OF YOU, START!"
"Full Moon's Cry." Luna unleashed her skill.
[Full Moon's Cry] [Werewolf Race Exclusive Skill] [S-Rank]
[Full Moon's Cry, an ancestral skill whispered in the depths of werewolf lore, stirs primal forces within. When the moon ascends to its fullest glory, a howl echoes through the night, triggering the awakening of hidden power. The werewolf, bathed in the ethereal glow of moonlight, experiences a surge of heightened ability. Muscles ripple with untamed strength, senses sharpen to unearthly acuity, and a feral aura emanates, marking them as a force to be reckoned with.
Increases all spells and skill's effects by 200%.]
"Awoooooooo..."
Luna's voice echoed through the academy grounds as she unleashed her powerful skill, Full Moon's Cry.
Her muscles rapidly expanded, growing to 1.5 times their original size within a minute. A surge of untamed power surged through her veins, marked by her feral aura and heightened senses.
"Seraphina, did you see that? That's the legendary skill of the martial house that I was telling you about the other day," Landon exclaimed, awe-struck by Luna's display of power.
"Now, that's truly a legendary skill," Seraphina replied, her eyes wide with amazement.
"Wait, look at Luna. She's using another skill," Landon pointed out as he observed Luna carefully.
"Lightning Sprint..." Luna declared.
[Lightning Sprint] [Martial Arts] [A-Rank]
[Lightning Sprint, a surge of electrifying power that courses through the veins, granting the user the swiftness of lightning itself. When this skill is unleashed, the individual becomes an embodiment of electrifying speed, streaking across the terrain with blinding velocity.
Harnessing the Lightning Sprint, the user's speed is boosted to an astounding 150% for 50 minutes, granting them an almost supernatural advantage in any race or pursuit.
However, the might of Lightning Sprint demands its due. The relentless consumption of mana, a continuous drain of 50 mana per second, taxes the user's magical reserves with unyielding intensity. No other skills can be used when this skill is active.]
[Cooldown: 1 hour and 50 minutes.]
[Speed increased By +200%, Current Speed 350%]
Luna crackled with blue lightning as her fur stood on end from the static electricity.
"See ya, loser," Luna taunted before vanishing from the academy grounds with blinding velocity, leaving her astonished peers in awe.
"Landon, did you see that? Because I certainly didn't. That girl left with such velocity that I don't think the Commoner kid can even catch up to her," Seraphina mocked Anon.
Landon, however, sensed that Anon, the Commoner kid, had something up his sleeve. As he observed Anon preparing to sprint, he felt a surge of anticipation.
"No, I have a feeling that this Commoner kid is planning something. Look, he's preparing to sprint as well," Landon spoke.
Everyone's eyes turned towards Anon as they observed him.
Anon crouched down and touched the ground with both hands, assuming a running stance.
As soon as Anon heard Luna's words, he activated another skill.
[Phoenix Ignition] [Berserk Class Exclusive Skill] [B-Rank]
[Phoenix Ignition, the fiery embodiment of relentless determination and indomitable spirit. This formidable skill engulfs the user in an infernal fire, transforming them into a blazing streak hurtling across the landscape. As the flames dance and flicker, the runner is consumed by an unyielding passion, propelling them forward with unparalleled speed and strength. Each step ignites the ground beneath their feet, leaving a trail of scorching embers in their wake. The searing flames envelop their body, emanating an aura of awe-inspiring intensity and igniting their very essence with the mythical creature's power, the phoenix. Boosts your speed by 500% until your stamina runs out.
However, such fiery power comes at a price. Harnessing the Phoenix Ignition demands a tremendous amount of stamina, exhausting the user's physical and mental reserves with each fiery stride. The flames that surround their body, while empowering, inflict searing heat upon the user, testing their endurance and resilience. The relentless consumption of stamina leaves the runner vulnerable to fatigue and potential burnout if sustained for too long.]
[Mental fatigue debuff neutralized due to
[Critical Alert: Stamina is decreasing at an incredible rate.]
[Skill
[You've tapped into the wild energies of mana around you, granting you infinite mana for 10 minutes.]
Numerous screens appeared in front of Anon as soon as he activated the skill.
"This is the perfect skill for a headstart, and to solve the stamina issue, I've activated the stamina boost skill. It taps into the wild energy reserves of mana around me, granting me infinite stamina for 10 minutes straight. After a 5-minute cooldown, I can use this combo again," Anon thought, chuckling.
As soon as Anon used the
"Wooooahhhh, look at that, Seraphina. That kid is no joke. He used his first skill, and he's already on fire," Landon exclaimed, surprised by Anon's display.
Zooom
Anon left the academy grounds with even greater speed than Luna, leaving a trail of fire behind him.
"Wow, that kid really is on fire. I think someone has come to challenge the nobles," Seraphina remarked, her voice filled with both surprise and excitement.
"Heh, that's just a flashy skill. I've read about it. It requires an immense amount of mana and is only good for short sprints. How is he going to sustain a long run like this with that skill?" Seti, scoffed, dismissing Anon's skill as a mere show-off as she casted a mocking smile towards letti.
But Letti, aware of Anon's true abilities, worried silently. She knew that using Phoenix Ignition would drain him of his mana quickly, and a long run like this would be a test of his endurance.
As she watched Luna running alone on the screen in front of her, Letti couldn't help but think, 'Fuck, Anon, why did you have to use that skill first? It will drain your mana dry.'
She also believed that the skill consumed too much mana and was only suitable for short sprints.
Little did they know, Anon had his own plans and was ready to defy expectations. The flames of determination burned brightly within him, propelling him forward on his path to challenge the nobles and win this race as he crushes their spirits entirely this time.
10 minutes later after the race started...
"Ladies and gentlemen, as you can all see, Luna is still ahead of Anon. But where is Anon? He's nowhere to be seen on the screen. What happened to him? Did he forfeit? Did he lose?" Commentator Seraphina asked with excitement.
"Well, we all knew that the skill Anon used at the start was a real stamina eater, but I was hoping to see him catch up to Luna. It seems like that won't be happening," Landon spoke with a disappointed expression, longing to witness Anon's comeback on the screen.
"Don't worry, Landon. Maybe a miracle will happen," Seraphina reassured.
"Come on, Anon. If you don't catch up to her here, we are definitely bound to lose today," Letti thought anxiously, biting her nails as she stared at the screen.
"Look, there he is," a girl's voice echoed from the back of the Commoner's section.
"Huh...?"
"What? That's impossible," Seti exclaimed in surprise as she gazed at the screen.
"Seraphina, look at that. I told you he would be back. My boy Anon is back," Landon shouted, rising from his chair in excitement.
"Landon, calm down. We're commentators, not audience members. Keep your excitement in check," Seraphina laughed and reminded him.
"Yes, Anon!" Letti exclaimed, jumping up with joy as she noticed a bright flame trailing behind Luna on the screen.
Seti, on the other hand, wondered how Anon managed to catch up with Luna so quickly. His stamina should have depleted by now, yet he continued to run.
"I can't see him clearly, Seraphina, but I can tell it's definitely Anon," Landon stated.
"Oh, look, he's now visible," Seraphina pointed at the big screen.
Anon appeared on the screen clearly, his body still engulfed in crimson flames, wearing a maniacal expression on his face.
"Wow, that smile doesn't bode well. It seems like a crazed individual running toward his goal," Seraphina observed.
"No, Seraphina, that's the look of a person fueled by passion and effort. If you think he's not working hard for this, just look at his shoes," Landon exclaimed in astonishment, pointing at Anon's shoes.
Seraphina glanced at Anon's shoes, her eyes widening in surprise.
"What the hell? He's not wearing shoes anymore? But he had them when he left the academy," Seraphina questioned.
"Why did he remove his shoes?" Samantha asked, puzzled.
"I don't know, maybe some kind of barefoot running fetish," Jake replied.
"Our school's uniform doesn't include shoes. He must have worn custom-made shoes, and due to the absence of magical enchantments, they got vaporized from the speed he's running with," Frank explained, overhearing the siblings' conversation.
Both of them looked at Frank with astonished expressions.
"They evaporated?" they asked in unison, their mouths opening wide in awe.
"Yes," Frank confirmed.
'That fucking animal. What lengths will he go to defeat us? If only he were a noble. Hahaha, I can't even imagine it,' Frank thought, silently laughing as he watched the big screen.
Frank already knew that the Commoners were going to win this test from the start because they had Anon on their side. That's why he wasn't even trying to give his best.
'What the fuck? How did he catch up to me?' Luna wondered, taken aback by Anon's sudden appearance.
'Well, it doesn't matter. Your speed will decrease greatly at the next hurdle, and as a werewolf, it will give me a boost,' Luna thought, determined to maintain her lead.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the moment we've all been waiting for has arrived. The first hurdle of the first kingdom, and for the knowledge of the audience, let me declare that this is a record-breaking Kingdom's Night Run, surpassing all previous races.
Luna Warwood reached the first hurdle in a staggering time of 14 minutes and 56 seconds. My partner Landon will now explain to you all what the first hurdle of this race entails. Landon, please enlighten us," Seraphina announced.
"Absolutely, Seraphina. The first hurdle of the race is Venomheart Gulch, a valley between two mountains, measuring 10 km wide and 5 km deep. Just a week ago, there was another mountain between the two, but it mysteriously vanished, forming this valley.
Upon careful observation, it's evident that Luna Warwood has the advantage here. Werewolves possess sharper senses of smell and sight, which will help her in this stage. What do you think, Seraphina?" Landon asked.
"I agree with you on that matter, Landon. Luna has a significant advantage for winning. Will Anon be able to catch up this time?" Seraphina asked, adding suspense to her voice.
Anon and Luna were currently running up the mountain, with Anon still a few kilometers behind Luna.
Luna reached the mountaintop and began descending into the dark valley. Her eyes glowed blue, allowing her to see clearly in the darkness as she continued running without stumbling over any rocks or trees.
"Sucker, you will lose..." Luna shouted loudly, her voice carrying to Anon, despite his heightened senses.
"Hahaha... let's see who will win and who will lose," Anon chuckled as he increased his running speed.
"What the hell is happening? Anon isn't decreasing his speed at all. What is this kid thinking? What's his plan, Landon?" Seraphina spoke, her eyes widening in confusion.
Anon was supposed to reduce his speed at this point and jump into the valley, then increase his speed once inside. However, he was doing the opposite.
"I-I don't know, Seraphina. This kid is full of surprises. I can't predict his next move," Landon said, standing up from his chair and eagerly observing Anon's actions.
Everyone's attention shifted from Luna to anon, realizing that witnessing a noble werewolf girl crossing a valley at night was no big feat, but watching a Commoner preparing for what seemed like his demise was more thrilling.
In the second-year class, the Commoner section...
"He is going to die. Gia, your brother is going to die." A girl shouted.
"Yes, why the hell isn't he stopping or slowing down?" Another girl added.
"Don't worry, he's my brother, and I know he doesn't plan on dying before conquering every single woman in this land," Gia spoke in a carefree tone, leaving the other girls bewildered.
In Kia's class...
"Kia, any final words for your brother before he meets his end?" Kia's teacher asked, glancing at her.
Kia remained silent, her gaze fixed on the screen, her face filled with tension.
'What is he planning in that evil mind of his?' Kia wondered.
In Kale's office...
"Now, now, I think I conducted this test for no reason. This kid is crazy as fuck. Even if he had topped the beginner's exam, he would've died later. Well, who cares?" Kale muttered, sipping his wine as he looked at the screen.
'It's time,' Anon thought as his maniacal smile transformed into a menacing laughter.
Suddenly, the crimson flames engulfing Anon's body turned pitch black.
15 minutes before the race started...
"Anon," Letti strode purposefully towards Anon's seat at the back of the library, her eyes filled with urgency.
"Yes...?" Anon looked up, his curiosity piqued.
"There has been a significant change in the race track," Letti spoke, her voice tinged with concern.
"What kind of change?" Anon asked, his brow furrowing in confusion.
"Take a look at this." Letti unfolded the map of the kingdom, revealing intricate paths and landmarks.
Anon examined the map, his gaze fixated on the familiar depiction. "It's the same map. What's the problem here?" he inquired.
Letti's finger traced a route, leading to three mountains standing side by side. "Look here," she pointed, her voice laced with apprehension.
Anon's eyes followed her finger, and he raised an eyebrow. "Alright, what about them?" he questioned, trying to decipher Letti's unease.
"In every kingdom, the racers are required to overcome three hurdles: a sea, a desert, and a forest. But this time, the track has undergone a drastic change. An additional hurdle has been added," Letti explained, her voice betraying a hint of anxiety.
Curiosity sparked within Anon. "What is this new hurdle?" he probed, his mind already churning with possibilities.
"You see these three mountains? One of the middle mountains vanished mysteriously two weeks ago, leaving behind a perilous valley. The once-solid ground has been replaced by treacherous terrain filled with colossal rocks and towering trees. That's the new obstacle you'll have to pass through. To make matters more worse, your first competitor will be Luna Warwood, a werewolf with an inherent advantage over you, Fuck that director." Letti revealed, her worry etched on her face.
Anon's eyes widened momentarily, a flicker of recognition passing through his mind. 'Hmm...? Ah, now I remember. I was wondering why these mountains looked familiar. Turns out, this is the very mountain that I blowed up during my first railgun test,' he recalled in his mind.
He gazed at the map, his expression shifting to one of determination. "Don't worry, Luv. I have a plan," he assured her, a confident smile playing on his lips.
Letti's surprise was evident as she looked at him in disbelief. "You already have a plan?" she asked, astonished.
Anon nodded calmly. "Yes," he replied, his voice filled with conviction.
"Are you fucking with me ? I just informed you about this change. How could you possibly think of a plan in such a short time?" Letti inquired, her curiosity piqued.
Anon's gaze softened as he offered an explanation. "I simply kept my mind calm, allowing the ideas to flow naturally. Sometimes, the solutions reveal themselves when we let go of the chaos and trust in our instincts," he revealed, a hint of wisdom in his words.
'WTF ? Why is he talking like that ?' Letti thought to herself.
Back to the present...
"Landon, what does this crazy kid plan on doing? He shows no signs of slowing down, let alone stopping. Will he meet his death today?" Seraphina's voice rang out, a mix of concern and intrigue.
Landon leaned in closer, his eyes fixed on the screen displaying the unfolding race. "I'm also eager to witness Anon's next move, Seraphina," he admitted, a faint smile playing on his lips.
Meanwhile, Letti's eyes remained transfixed on the screen before her, filled with a mixture of worry and anticipation. "Anon, what do you plan on doing?" she wondered silently, her heart pounding in her chest.
Seti couldn't help but laugh on anon. "Yes, die now, kid," she muttered, a twisted smile forming on her face.
Inside the Commoner teacher's room...
"He's about to die." one teacher remarked, their tone filled with faux sympathy.
"Yes, my deepest condolences to him," another added, a tinge of sarcasm in their voice.
Amidst the discussion, a female teacher chimed in with admiration, her voice tinged with a hint of infatuation. "What a smart and attractive young lad. It's a shame he's fated for doom," she mused.
"Yeah, he does have that charm, but ultimately, he's headed for his death." another teacher chimed in, their tone resigned.
On the mountain...
"It's time," Anon whispered to himself, his maniacal smile transforming into a menacing laughter that echoed through the air.
[Shadowsoar Strengthening] [Shadow Assassin Exclusive Skill] [S-Rank]
[A skill exclusive to the elite shadow assassins, Shadowsoar Strengthening is a formidable technique that taps into the depths of darkness to unleash an unparalleled surge of power. When invoked, the user's body becomes shrouded in a captivating veil of shadows, a tangible manifestation of their dominance over the realm of darkness.
With a surge of commanding will, the shadows answer their beckoning, obediently serving the wielder. In an instant, the user's strength skyrockets, their muscles coiling with raw potential as they become an unstoppable force. Every movement becomes a testament to their amplified might, each strike resonating with darkened ferocity.
However, this dark empowerment comes at a steep cost. The skill exacts a heavy toll on the user's mana reserves, draining a staggering 3000 units in a single activation. Such a formidable expenditure places the shadow assassin in a precarious position, as the price of unleashing this extraordinary power leaves them vulnerable once the shadows recede.
For a fleeting duration of 10 seconds, the Shadowsoar Strengthening bestows upon its wielder unparalleled strength, commanding the shadows as loyal allies. Yet, the high mana consumption serves as a constant reminder that the embrace of darkness must be wielded judiciously, for even the darkest powers have their limitations.]
Suddenly, the crimson flames engulfing Anon's body transformed into pitch black, and his muscles doubled in size, pulsating with newfound power.
His speed increased exponentially, causing even the noble audience to take notice.
'This power is awesome.' Anon thought, marveling at his bulging muscles, empowered by the shadows.
[Warning: 50% Mana Remaining!!!!]
A large red screen materialized before Anon, a stark reminder of his dwindling mana reserves.
"I know, I know, just one more time," Anon declared defiantly, his determination unyielding as he approached the end point of the mountain.
Everyone fixated their gaze on the screens, bracing themselves for what seemed like an inevitable death, but...
Anon activated yet another skill, unleashing the power of <7 Steps Phantom Leap>.
[7 Steps Phantom Leap] [Thief Class Exclusive Skill] [S-Rank]
[The ultimate manifestation of a thief's cunning and agility. With each step, shadows gather beneath the user's nimble feet, coalescing into ethereal platforms suspended in the air. This extraordinary skill harnesses the power of mana, drawing it from the surroundings and channeling it into the fabric of space itself.
As the thief initiates the Leap, their movements become a blur, defying gravity's laws. The first step propels them into the air with supernatural velocity. With each subsequent step, a new platform materializes, a fleeting bridge to the heavens, granting the thief an unparalleled advantage in traversing impossible heights and spanning great distances.
The platforms, born from the convergence of darkness and mana, emit an otherworldly glow, tracing the thief's path with an aura of mystique and intrigue. The air crackles with electric anticipation as the thief effortlessly dances across the shadowy platforms, leaving onlookers in awe and bewilderment.]
[Mana: Consumes 50% of your remaining mana]
As soon as he activated the skill, two majestic wings formed at his back, emerging from the black flames enveloping Anon's body, granting him an ethereal grace.
[Warning: 25% Mana Remaining]
"Let's do this, baby!" Anon shouted triumphantly as he leaped from the edge of the mountain, propelled by incredible speed that covered half the distance of the treacherous valley in a single bound.
"HOLLLLLYY SHIIIIIIIIT!!!!!!" Landon stood up from his chair, unable to contain his excitement. "Ladies and gentlemen, as you can see, Anon just jumped off the mountain and already covered half the distance to the other end."
"Wow, what is this kid even made of?" Seraphina admired Anon with wide eyes.
"He jumped off just like that?" The crowd gathered in front of the academy's gate marveled at the screen before them.
"He's got guts, that's for sure."
"Unbelievable! He's going to die!"
The crowd buzzed with murmurs and speculations about Anon.
"Hahaha, Ms. Letti, your student is heading towards his death. Any last words for him?" Seti taunted Letti.
Letti ignored her, focusing on the screen, nervously chewing her thumbnail.
'Anon, will you die today, or will you write your name in the history of this kingdom?' Letti wondered, her eyes wide open.
This question wasn't just on Letti's mind; half the kingdom pondered the same.
The race was being broadcasted not only in Anon's continent but on all the other six continents as well.
People from different corners of the world sat at the edge of their seats, their hearts pounding with anticipation.
"Here goes nothing." Anon placed his right leg on an invisible surface formed by mana.
Anon soared through the valley at bullet-like speed. When he touched the mana-formed surface, the stored potential energy in his body, produced from the initial jump off the mountain, transformed into kinetic energy, propelling Anon forward with a boost.
"Hahahaha, this is awesome!" Anon's voice echoed through the valley.
Luna looked up, searching for the source of the scream.
To her surprise, she witnessed a flare covered in dark flames racing through the valley like a rocket.
"What is that?" Luna wondered, unaware that it was Anon himself.
"What the hell? Did he just get a mid-air boost?" Seraphina's eyes widened in astonishment.
"Yes, Seraphina. This kid is no ordinary commoner, and that technique is also an S-Rank technique. It's called '7 Steps Phantom Leap.' I have only heard of it until now, but today I saw it in action." Landon's excitement filled his voice.
News of Anon using an S-Rank technique quickly spread among the crowd, leaving them in awe.
"What? An S-Rank technique?"
"How can a commoner know an S-Rank technique?"
"Maybe he stumbled upon a treasure or something."
"It's entirely possible."
Boom
Anon landed on the other side of the valley and continued running.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the inevitable has been reversed. The moment we've all been waiting for has arrived. The tables have been turned upside down. Anon, a commoner, has taken the lead in the Kingdom's Night Run against a noble!" Landon's announcement resonated with enthusiasm as he stood up from his chair in excitement.
The spectators erupted into cheers and applause, thrilled by the unexpected turn of events.
"That was refreshing!" Anon exclaimed as his muscles returned back to normal, and the pitch black flames covering his body transformed back into their original crimson red color.
"Hahaha, let's go, Anon. So, what were you saying again, Mrs. Seti ?" Letti mocked Seti, a triumphant smile on her face.
'Fuck you, bitch,' Seti thought, glaring back at Letti's mocking expression.
In Kale's office...
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"H-He crossed the motherfucking valley in a single fucking jump! How is that even possible for a kid like him?" Kale's shock caused him to spray wine out of his mouth.
Among the second-year girls in the commoner section...
"Wow, he is like the wind, unstoppable and unrestricted," one girl commented.
"No, he is like a tornado, not giving a fuck about anything in his way until he achieves his goal," another girl added.
Inside the office, Gia and Yumi engaged in a serious conversation.
"This is the last time I am asking you. Either you get me inside your brother's bed, or I will be the one to end our friendship," Yumi pleaded, gripping Gia's hand with a pleading expression.
"If you ask me that one more time, I will be the one to end it first," Gia replied, her tone serious.
"Please," Yumi begged, hoping for Gia's help.
"I told you, I'll talk to him."
"Okay, thanks." Yumi expressed her gratitude with a hug.
[Critical Alert: 15% Mana Remaining]
[Mana fatigue will start at 10%]
'Fuck.' Anon muttered under his breath, realizing the imminent mana exhaustion and the challenges that lay ahead.
Determined, he pressed forward, pushing his limits and defying all odds. The world watched in anticipation as he embarked on a legendary journey that would forever change his destiny.