Become a Black Screen in a Novel - Chapter 11
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“The Chinese waged a fight against Shin Haram!”
Rumors quickly spread throughout the first year. The cadets were brimming with interest at the event that occurred on the first day of the semester.
During lunch time the indoor arena, reminiscent of a sports stadium, was noisy with crowds of spectators.
Not only freshmen but also a few seniors and training instructors can be seen amongst the crowd.
The crowd gathered with suspicion, curiosity, and excitement when they heard that they could see the craftsmanship of Shin Haram.
At least in the theme, there was no one who didn’t know about the youngest daughter of the Heavenly Father.
“River” by the short story novelist Seo Jeong-in wrote:
‘You were probably the genius in your school. When you went to middle school, you were a gifted student, and when you transferred to high school, you were an honor student. Then you attended college and suddenly became normal, gradually you turn into an inferior student and comes out into the world. In the end, it means that you have worked hard to become an inferior student.’
‘It was much better for me to go into the mountains of Samsimni when I was a genius and became a woodcutter. It is never pleasant to see that the flashy word genius is ultimately revealed to be in vain from the ignorant views of the villagers.’
Various groups on the planet select jade stones from the children gathered at their educational facilities through thorough education and training.
From town to city, from city to province, from province to country, from country to beyond.
Talents that have been filtered and retrieved from all over the world collide, and only the real ones remaining after that go up the waterfall and become dragons.
All of the cadets who passed the theme won after fierce efforts and competition, and are where they are now.
None of them have ever been called a genius or a gifted man.
But·······That is why the children are realizing.
The fact that there really are geniuses in the world.
-‘Cucking Hot!’ Pacheon-hwang, who ran out of permafrost, freezes the entire summer beach, causing a catastrophe·······A surge of protests from vacationers
-The fairy princess of paradise, the youngest to acquire a first-class master qualification! Introducing the new magician Percival. Will the legend of the round table rekindle?
-The Blessed Child of the Rosicrucians conquers the chaotic pollution. Superman Federation ‘It is possible to retire in power within the next 10 years”
We call the genius by choosing the best, and the gifted by choosing the talented.
So, when you pick a genius, what should you call it? mutant? monster? newcomers?
At least, children living in the same age used to say this.
They are real.
Only they are real superhumans, people above people.
“It’s the bullshit of the loser.”
In a tiring voice, as if there was nothing else to be said, the girl cut all those conclusions at once.
“If the opponent is strong, why don’t you fight?”
In the center of the stadium, on the stage divided by a rectangular, transparent force field, Xiaomei glanced around.
Contempt and ridicule were the only things that colored the audience seated.
The chatter of insults is pouring down like rain.
Anyone standing there would feel like they were being beaten up in a storm. Even under bright light, you will not be able to control your hands and feet with a feeling of helplessness as if you are trapped in a dark, heavy cloud.
However, to Xiaomei, they were no different from pigs and pigs that were already locked up in cages rolled around in the mud.
A creeper on the ground is just a snake. Because only those who stare at the sky can become dragons.
“It would be difficult to stand at the top only if there are only those who have fallen behind. Can a figure sitting on a pile of garbage be called a throne? It must have been an insult I couldn’t stand.”
A tone of sincere compassion. To the words of empathy as a former absolute, Shin Haram simply tilted her head and responded.
“Do you want to turn off sound transmission settings? First of all, it’s a basic environment for preparing for actual combat.”
“Hmm, indeed.”
Red eyes, like publicity stones, curved in arcs.
“I like it.”
Duwoong-
In the next moment, a solemn echo engulfed all the noise.
As a wave as deep and wide as the sea sweeps across the hall, the noise in the outfield subsides at once as if cold water was poured on it.
Originally, it was an art that unfolded with the beating of the heart from the celestial warlords that would be sent to the camp.
No one in the present age would know the details, but it was unusual for him to erase the high and low voices that filled the stadium at once.
Some cadets change their eyes and change their posture to the extent that they sit down.
It was enough to be regarded as a sign of war.
In fact, Xiaomei herself had a bitter taste.
‘Is it the power of a 1 star only? After all, I don’t have enough strength in this body·········.’
But it doesn’t matter. She’s a devil! She may have fallen into the body of a weak girl, but she hasn’t been so corrupted that she uses Goha as an excuse.
Even though the great power to overturn heaven and earth has disappeared, the art of catching and moving the objects is still there.
With such pride, Xiaomei exclaimed cheerfully.
“As Kang-ho’s senior, don’t give up the 3-second rule!”
short silence.
Soon after, the outside world swirled into shouts again. I’m not crazy, shut up the seeds of interest················································································.
Even in the storm of profanity, the posture of standing, firmly supporting the ground did not waver.
Shin Haram accepted it plainly.
“If you give it to me, I won’t give it to you.”
A hand as small as a fern did not draw the sword from the waist.
She just ripped off a single strand of her fluffy hair like a cloud.
The line that had been gently untied stood upright, and it was already a single sword that blew out a trepidation.
“·······What do you call that?.”
“The new sword, Haramcalibur.”
Holding a lupus sword, she gives a playful name in a gentle tone.
At that point, Xiaomei realized, ‘Oh, she’s a funny guy.’
Many spectators thought that the noble girl would show rudeness. It was an expression that there was no need to use a sword.
However, the reaction of those who knew Shin Haram well was a little different.
‘Enough to use that? You seem to be doing quite well.’
In the top row of the stadium, Cheon Moo-rin, who watched the game while leaning against a pole with arms folded, wiped his chin.
Because that behavior was also evidence that Shin Haram acknowledged the other person.
One of the traits that Shin Haram possesses, 『New Gum Unity (C)』. The effect is…
“Indeed. Is it possible not only to treat the sword like a body but also to treat the body like a sword?”
“Yes. Actually, this one is better than most things.”
It was absurd.
Even the training weapons provided by the academy are rated as more than a decent sword in the market, but only one strand of hair exceeds that?
“It’s not at the level of a capital or family. The chest is different from that of a wire rod or cheolpo ginseng. It’s been a really fun time.··········!”
A single blade of her own. A form of studio integration that naturally spreads anticipation throughout the body.
Xiaomei’s eyes twinkled with interest, recognizing a technique she had never heard of in her previous life.
But Shin Haram shook her head.
“Even so, I don’t plan on going head-to-head today. Showing this is simply a token of appreciation and respect.”
“Hmm?”
“Because after seeing you, I know what to look for.”
The deep blue long eyes suddenly became terribly deep. Xiaomei, noticing the shimmering golden light inside, flinched and trembled.
“you. . .”
In the midst of the murmur of the outfield audience, Shin Haram continued the conversation that would not leak out in the veil of noise.
“Do you have memories of other lives? I lied about my age. I’m not actually 15 years old.”
rattle-
The demon’s whole body stiffened.
“uh, huh?”
Eyes fluttering like crazy. Trembling legs. Throat swallowing saliva.
So, in a word.
“Oh, there, okay? No, hey, I don’t know what you’re talking about·······but. . .”
The concept of freshman Liu Xiaomei collapsed.
“It is the soul of the inverse heaven, but it is not an extra-terrestrial being. It’s not the one I’m looking for, but it was helpful. thanks.”
So I’m going to show you something special, chanting lightly.
Shin Haram raised the black ink boat.
The posture the girl took was extremely normal. No one felt any omen in the movement that flows as smoothly as water.
Only one person, Xiaomei, opened her mouth. It was because the memory of the demon sleeping inside her was filled with astonishment.
“·······cow.”
hook!
Light work. There was no flash of iridescent light, no thunder, and lightning. The moment before even the embarrassing reaction from those around her came.
blah blah blah blah blah blah!
In the next moment, the station field that separates the dungeon and the audience seats was distorted into a geometric shape. She jumped up from all over the place with surprised faces and shouted in amazement.
The multi-dimensional barrier that realizes a small-scale otherworld by blocking all types of abilities, including physical shock, elemental torrent, and mental wave, as well as space-time distortion and causal interference, was twisted at once. Not even a single layer, but a whole.
Among the heroes on the front lines, most of them are magnificence that cannot be shown.
Besides, everything. Rather, it would be understandable if it was broken into pieces, what does it mean to be sculpted as straight as an artistic statue?
It was a sight that was completely beyond comprehension.
An incomprehensible silence reigned over the cadets while the instructors, who had been watching leisurely, made a commotion as they checked their safety with astonished faces. Most of them with their mouths wide open.
and.
“no.”
Xiaomei laughed.
“Why are you already using your heart sword. . .?”
The girl’s skin and hem, who had collapsed with a slender voice, were strangely without a single cut.
Shin Haram blew away the self-proclaimed Haram Caliber and looked around slowly. Those eyes that are drowning in fear and awe without even being jealous.
The god who rules the silence thought for a moment, then nodded.
“V.”
He reached out his right hand and showed the V-shape of victory.
Moments later, the entire stadium exploded.
It was a perfect victory.
***
“Wow, that’s crazy. Crazy. Are you really human?”
murmur murmur. noisily.
A road swept away by the crowd. Lacey was repeating what she had been saying over and over like the people around her, and Amir didn’t say anything, but his face was red.
It is fortunate that in a noisy environment like a beehive and a crucible of excitement, an appropriate response is also buried.
From the time I entered the school, other than the standard of sharpening my sword, I really had some thoughts about it.
Despite this, compared to the latter half of the original, it is scary to say that it is in its infancy.
But this is hide and seek. No matter how big and fast the sword is, if you don’t aim at it, it’s over. If I hide without being caught and hold out until the end, I win.
The reason why I am wary of Shin Haram as a tagger is not because of the overwhelming force, but because of the courage that sees through all things.
After sharing a few hints about the main characters, I conclude with one story.
I couldn’t hear the conversation because of the noise from the audience, but for now, it’s safe to say that it has flowed as the original story.
For the time being, Myung-jin will be busy taking care of Xiaomei, who is suffering from suffocation, and making friends.
Today’s event will decisively change some of the school’s dynamics.
The concept of Xiaomei is good, but the aftermath that will occur will be useful to me.
Slowly, the time has come to prepare a piece of chess for me to use.
***
Inside the stadium, the passage leads to the public dungeon.
In the darkness, the clear deep blue eyes moved with twinkling particles.
As if floating on the moon, the gentle and graceful gait suddenly overlaps with the sound of slippery shoes.
“How was it?”
“Yes. I saw it again, a shimmering shadow.”
In the dark passageway, a boy with a proud blonde drenched in pitch black is revealed.
“If I hadn’t come, I could have culled it. I don’t think you’re an idiot over there either.”
“Yeah. There were so many more than I expected.”
“Because you are too famous. Slowly, in moderation.”
“She’s a girl who doesn’t know anything about the world.”
“How long?”
Cheon Moo-rin sighed deeply.
“So what did you find out? Was it enough to show that on purpose?”
“Yes. I was just trying to put some pressure on it. If the other side saves you, you can save time, and if you aim at me, you can still save time, so either way is comfortable.”
Silent words follow.
“And as for the clues·······Perhaps, the other person is not a soul of this world. Even if the body is a person, the fundamental perspective is different.”
“A being from another dimension? Wait, then·······The devil?”
The boy flinched and trembled. Because he was too big to appear as a conversation between students.
An old enemy of mankind. The culprits who nearly drove the world to ruin. The name appeared only once in the saga of his father and embroidered the last chapter.
Did such a mythical being blend into the academy?
But the girl shook her head.
“Well. I think it’s a little different from that. I do not know. Who the hell are they?”
“Them? How many?”
“Well. . .”
Shin Haram thought deeply and opened her mouth.
“There, Murin. If demons really exist, would God be the same?”
“what? that. . .”
“And I mean.”
How about if there are good gods, there are also bad gods?
The whispers that reminded me of the meeting that had just happened this morning faded into darkness.