EX rank supporting role’s replay in a prestigious school - Chapter 690: Gift (9)

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At the signal of the match’s start, the swordsman and the attention seekers pulled out their weapons.

Shwiiik!

The Black Darkness Swordsman pulled out a sword through his belt with the Black Forest’s team logo.

Ong Gildong pulled out a trump card hidden in the sleeve of his clothes like a magician.

Goo Seulbi fixed her oak cane.

All three had different weapons, but they had one thing in common.

Instead of actualizing an item card, their weapons were already held in their arms.

Sticking to their individual concepts, the three don’t turn their weapons into item cards.

“Before this great battle, I have a question to ask.”

“Go ahead.”

When Ong Gildong asked in an exaggerated tone, the swordsman replied seriously.

Both were poised as if they were going to attack right away, but they didn’t seem to want to start until the conversation was over.

“Why did you agree to fight 2-to-1?”

“I wanted to see something.”

“What is it? It was nice to have some leeway and that I could show my skills as a Druidess. Are you looking down on us?”

Isn’t it a bit weird to ask that if they’ve already come this far?

The swordsman answered Goo Seulbi politely.

“It can’t be confirmed in a 1-on-1 battle.”

“What do you want to confirm?”

“I’ll tell you once it’s done.”

The swordsman declined, not having any intention of revealing his thoughts like this.

The two attention-seekers seemed dissatisfied, but the swordsman didn’t mind.

“You two have a lot of talent, but you don’t have knowledge of the swords and you’re not good at fighting. You have little experience in practice. Wouldn’t it be fair to bear this level of disadvantage?”

The swordsman’s words caused an explosion of discomfort among the attention-seekers.

The swordsman wasn’t wrong, but his words were indeed angering.

“That  jerk’s good at taunting.”

“He speaks like an old man.”

“Hahaha! It’s been a while since I heard those words.”

“…You speak as if you’ve lived in those times.”

Hwang Jiho, who seemed to be in a fantastic mood, laughed excitedly even at Hani’s weary face.

He must be looking forward to the match between those three, but he should at least control himself.

While I silently drank another cup, the attention-seekers were shivering with anger.

“Then you really were looking down on us.”

“No knowledge of the sword! Fencing, one of the gentlemen’s sports, is a little clever.”

“I think you know fencing terms but… are you skilled at it?”

“Geuhk!”

Ong Gildong stumbled over an unexpected team kill.

Goo Seulbi wasn’t wrong.

From the perspective of PMH users, the two were competent and versatile characters, but they weren’t strong per se.

Ong Gildong was good at deceiving enemies’ eyes, stealing items, and running away, making colorful movements that caused cringe just by looking at him.

Goo Seulbi used a rare trick that fits her as a druidess, but rare doesn’t equate to strong.

In other words, the two’s abilities were useful for gimmicks or support, but direct fighting is not their forte.

Those two should know it best, but they didn’t seem to want to give up.

“Our coolness, greatness, and brilliance are undaunted by this ordeal!”

“That’s right!”

I always had respect for the indomitable spirit of my playable characters, but I felt odd knowing that their purpose ultimately was to attract attention.

Still, those two were infinitely serious.

The swordsman didn’t move, only aiming his sword at the two as if he were waiting for them to attack first.

Chwaaak!

Ong Gilding threw his trump card.

Then, red and neon cards that were so bright were unfolded in the air.

The cards stayed up, and we saw that all of them were spades, symbolizing the sword.

“Come at me anytime.”

“Here I go!”

Shwiiiik!

Cards poured down like rain at Ong Gildong’s gesture.

Like a card symbolizing a sword, the card seemed to be sharpened with energy waves.

“It’s dizzying, but it will not reach my sword.”

Kwang!

The swordsman wielded his sword flexibly, making the cards bounce off.

He swung only as needed, and used the nature of the sword to hit them all.

“He’s too fast! His sword is moving in a strange orbit, am I mistaken?”

“You mean his sword bending? Light swords have blades that can bend. That guy’s sword is quite flexible.”

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Min Geurin added.

“That light sword, it looks like it’s got some kind of device…”

Min Geurin’s eyes followed the handle of the soft sword.

Listening to Min Geurin’s words, it was hard to see because he was covered up, but the handle did seem to have a complicated form of decoration.

I think that swordsman is the type who will get rid of unnecessary stuff though.

Something was off.

‘Maybe that light sword has a story. Its rarity isn’t that high too.’

Ong Gildong, seeing all his card attacks fail, spoke with an angry face.

The swordsman held his sword without a hitch.

“Geuh, he didn’t even use energy waves. The show is still in its exposition. Don’t let your guard down!”

The energy waves in Ong Gildong’s cards became more intense.

The red neon light became stronger, making the spades appear burning red.

The swordsman raised his sword, perhaps sensing that the output was greater.

Shwaaaa, kwant!

Sparks flew as soon as he swung his sword.

I could see the end of his sword bending behind the card.

“…It can’t be helped.”

The Black Darkness Swordsman murmured with a dark expression.

He hasn’t even used energy waves with his sword yet, so he must have plenty of power.

The next moment, he finally used it.

‘Sky blue? That’s the color of his energy waves?’

It was a short moment, but a sky blue color fluttered around the swordsman in all black.

It was a very bright sky blue, a stark contrast to his clothes.

It was close to powder blue.

Shwoooo…

Then, black smoke flowed from the sword in response to the swordsman’s energy waves.

Everyone was wary because they thought he’d use a skill, but that black smoke didn’t seem to be energy waves.

“The device attached to his sword handle has moved!”

“I think it’s spraying black smoke in response to his energy waves.”

“Why on earth is he doing such a cumbersome thing. That guy’s weir— No, I didn’t say it, Geurin-ah!”

“You just did.”

Min Geurin, who had been paying attention to the device on the sword, scolded Song Daesok.

In the meantime, the kids talked about the smoke.

“Why? Is it to disrupt the enemy’s vision? No, he’ll only block his own vision. I don’t think he’s using insight skills since he doesn’t have energy waves around his eyes.”

Dokgo Miro said as she had been seriously observing since the match started.

Her conclusion was that the smoke didn’t help the fight at all.

I agreed.

‘I don’t think that smoke is useful. As long as the opponent’s eyesight isn’t bad, that smoke can’t deceive anyone.’

On the other hand, the sword’s movement became faster and more complicated.

As the pressure from the sword grew so large that it pushed away the cards easily, the trump cards of Ong Gildong were brushed away even without making contact with the sword.

The swordsman’s energy waves were no longer visible due to the black snow, but it was clear that he was using it.

With the questionable black smoke, our dependable class president spoke.

“The Black Dar— the swordsman loves black. Maybe he wants to hide his energy waves.”

It was nonsense, but it seemed to be the correct guess.

It’s something that the black-obsessed swordsman would do.

“Instead of Black… whatever it was. That kid’s name is too difficult.”

“I think so too…”

“I think powder blue is a pretty color. I’ve seen Kwon Jein sunbaenim wear it once.”

As we agreed that the smoke was to hide the energy waves, the kids’ words decreased significantly.

Seeing the swordsman respond to Ong Gildong’s tricks made us speechless.

In many ways, the swordsman seemed like a great guy the more I observed him.

Though from the perspective of someone who has black energy waves, I don’t understand the obsession.

“Are you done? If so, then it’s my turn.”

Ong Gildong breathed heavily, his energy waves getting spent.

Why the hell did he use his light skill for the opening?

However, there was no regret in his eyes.

When the swordsman took a step toward Ong Gildong…

“You haven’t forgotten me, have you?”

Goo Seulbi, who was standing behind Ong Gildong, spoke for the first time.

She had been waiting with her oak cane all this time.

Kwang!

A magic circle appeared on the floor when Goo Seulbi hit her cane.

She continued to draw several magic circles using invisible substances.

And then…

Fwaaat!

The huge vines that appeared in the magic circle wriggled.

“Hold his ankle!”

The vines poured toward the swordsman as if they were alive and listening to Goo Seulbi.

The swordsman swung his sword to cut the vines, and he had to retreat to avoid it.

However, the swordsman’s blade was faster than the vines forming, and the latter’s momentum gradually decreased.

“It can’t be helped at this rate.”

The swordsman’s voice exuded disappointment.

Chwaaaak!

At that moment, the swordsman’s feet were caught by a vine.

His eyes opened wide at the unexpected attack.

Ong Gildong’s light skill moved the vine to catch the swordsman’s feet at once.

The swordsman hurriedly tried to cut the vine, but Ong Gildong’s card blocked it.

“The one drawn in this card is the One-Eyed Jack.”

At some point, Ong Gildong came running at the swordsman.

There was a Spade J card in his hand.

“A wild card.”

Ong Gildong fired a card toward the man’s sword, mixing colorful motions and useless movements. Read the most updated version of this novel and other amazing translated novels from the original source at Novel Multiverse – “NovelMultiverse dot com”

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