Chapter 10
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When he turned his head, his eyes were on the boy who was still practicing weights.
"Hey you!"
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The boy was startled to see Esther coming towards me.
His whole body froze instantly as beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Ester looked at him and found the scene quite funny.
The boy was afraid of her.
Looking at the boy from head to toe, Esther scrutinized the boy in front of her.
Jet black hair and red eyes with well-defined facial features. His body was thinner but certainly not ugly.
Well, looking at him she couldn't help remembering Arthur and Seth, and it made her smile bitterly.
She couldn't compete with them.
"Tell me what you did?"
"Madame Ester ... practicing."
"You call this practice?"
Sighing, he looked at the boy and said in an angry tone.
"Look, I don't know why you gave up the sword, but.... If you want to be a weapon user, you need to improve your shooting first. Putting on unnecessary muscle mass won't mean anything if you can't hit. This is your training data for the morning. "
He took out the tablet and showed it to the boy. A black-haired figure was practicing weapons against locust-like holograms.
"The data here is insufficient to be a marksman, what I want from you is primarily your agility and shooting skill. Why are you doing this training?"
Scratching his head shyly, the boy's eyes shifted to the side as he spoke in a barely audible voice.
"I have trouble putting the grip on the gun and...I can't get the mana bullets into the grip. it happens quite often."
What was the boy saying? When she heard what he was saying, she wished she hadn't.
He can't insert the hilt? ....
How could you make such a stupid mistake?
No, no, no. First of all, how could a person who couldn't even load a bullet be enrolled in the Dome?
A million questions popped up in his mind as he stared speechlessly at the boy in front of him.
"Get a better gun and stop doing these stupid things, okay?"
"Okay."
Ester turned and left, feeling like she would get a headache if she stayed any longer.
Just as she was about to leave the facility, she took a quick glance behind her.
Once again she was speechless.
"Was he deaf or something?"
The same boy she had just spoken to was doing the same thing again! It was as if his advice had never entered her ears!
Calm down Ester..... Calm down ....
"it's okay, if that's how you want to play, it's fine with me"
It was not his job to supervise her personally. he was already 15, her life was her responsibility. He had already taken time off work to give her advice, but she decided to ignore it. His job was to guide students and if those students ignored his guidance it was not up to them.
When he left, Vayne put Salas directly on his blacklist.
This kid looks a lot like my friend.
Shit. Just remembering him was enough to give me goosebumps. Meeting someone like him after graduation....
Ester walked out of the training room, perhaps angrier than she had left the meeting.
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I came back from the gym at midnight and collapsed on my bed. Ever since I came into this world I've had trouble falling asleep. My body felt tired, but countless random thoughts filled my head. I knew the story and the knowledge of it was making me lose sleep.
How can I survive? What should I do? Or should I be the bad guy and fight evil from the inside like in the movie I just watched?
Or should I get too close to the main character and determine the course of the series myself.
Maybe I should have stuck to the story.
Well, that would be kind of funny. Especially for someone like me who knows the future.
I'd already helped Phenomena in the first place. Even if it didn't change the series, it certainly would have changed the story.
a butterfly not flapping its wings could end an entire reality.
* Knock Knock...
There was a knock on my dorm room door.
Who could it be at this hour.
I stood up and opened the door slightly.
They had come to bully me. I wouldn't have been surprised, after all, I had once excelled in class.
When I opened the door, a figure with long black hair appeared in front of me. Standing in front of him was the tall boy he had practiced with tonight.
" Arthur White.... "
I said, dumbfounded
Why was the main character here?
It was a little after midnight and even Arthur needed some time to rest. Even his incomprehensible stamina had to come to an end. The boy who should have been in his dormitory was standing in front of me.
"Hi Vayne, sorry to bother you."
" Ney .... Oh yeah, no problem. What are you here for?"
Arthur's contact with other students was limited even at the beginning of the novel, and after a while he would have no contact with anyone but the main people around him.
"Yes, and Mrs. Ester asked me to give you this."
" .... Ester ... I see."
That was the whole point. I had annoyed Esther in the training room and she had taken poor Arthur to task for not talking to me.
I took the letter from Arthur's hand and waited, and the boy smiled when he realized I was distracted.
"Well, I'll see you tomorrow, Vayne. And thanks for your tactics today. "
"It's okay, see you later."
I closed the door and sat on my bed.
"I wonder what that old witch sent."
The letter in my hand had the Dome's logo printed on it.
Seriously, it's the 24th century and you still send letters, Dome. Email has been around for centuries...
When I opened the letter, all my thoughts froze.... A large sum of money greeted me under my name.
- Shit!
- 300,000 c debt!
- Holy shit!
As I looked at the paper in my hand and cursed, I found out that the debt was entirely for the loan to go to the Dome. Vayne Salas, you bastard, you locked me in debt before I left!
But how was I supposed to pay it back.
I opened my tablet on the table and took another look at my personal information.
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Name:Vayne Salas
Parent status: deceased
Age:15
Potential:D
Mana type: emitter
Mastery: weapon
Debt: 300.000 c
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When clicking on the debt status
I realized that my situation was not good at all.
I had to start earning money.
Even if it wasn't that important now, I had to pay this money to the Dome when I graduated.
I could think of many ways to do this, but they were all impossible with my current strength.
I put my hand to my face and a slight moan escaped my mouth.
"What a shitty story! I shouldn't have written a cliché background for the villain, I should have been a rich and handsome villain."
The next day, even though I tried to be as modest as possible, people would occasionally cast furtive glances in my direction. Most of the glances, most of them in a bad way, were meant to pierce me.
We were now in the middle of a mana types class and I was actually trying to focus. the constant stares were starting to get on my nerves. I felt like I was the main attraction in a zoo exhibit.
I can't focus if you guys keep staring at me!
Damn it.
"Mana types are 4 types as you know. They are (enhancers), (emitters), (emission) and (specialization), respectively."
When Madame Esther started her lecture, the stares in my direction suddenly stopped.
Apparently they are not disrespecting Esther.
"Let's start with the first of the mana types, the enhancers. Who would like to tell us? "
Not a single student raised his or her hand in response to the question posed to the class.
I found this quite funny, in stark contrast to our previous theoretical lesson.
Mrs. Esther was a perfectionist, so she was never satisfied with any student's answer. The others in our class had learned this from the previous semesters.
"Mr. Arthur White, you are an enhancer, could you please tell us about your mana type?"
Arthur, who was sitting right in front of me, stood up.
"Ohm.... If we compare mana types to a square, the top corner of the square is the enhancer. The corner to the right (specialization) indicates the type of mana, while the bottom corner indicates the (emitter) type. Just diagonally across is the (emission) type user."
I tried to imagine what Arthur said.
(enhancer)____________(Specialist)
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(Spreader)____________(emitter)
"Each mana type can use the types in the corners next to it. However, the opponent cannot use a mana type that has the opposite effect to his mana."
"As an enhancer I can cast spells like a (spreader) or (specialist). But they are not as powerful as your refiner attributes. The greatest attribute of an Augmenter is the ability to use mana to enhance the natural abilities of an object or one's own body. Because of this, Augmenters can greatly increase their physical attack and defense and are best suited for melee combat. Skilled Augmenters who also take good care of their body can make it much more durable than tanks and can generate the power of a missile with a single blow. It is rare to find male Enhancers with supportive abilities as most of them try to increase their combat skills. the most balanced category."
Mrs. Ester looked happily at the young boy as Arthur finished his explanation.
"Bravo, you put it very well."
The words that came out of Esther's mouth were met with astonishment by the whole class.
"Ester praised a student?"
"Arthur?"
"How can that be?"
Even I would have been surprised had I not known Arthur's talent as a writer.
Even though I was the one who wrote and fictionalized the book, I found it difficult to understand the language of the world in which I now lived.
For these lessons that were not in my fiction, all I could do was listen.
I will stay here and pretend I understood everything the professor said.