I Have a Fiancee in a Parallel World

42 – Please Don’t Get Hurt.

I have to stop it somehow.

Direct promotion from Class 11 to Class 2.

There is a high possibility that they either regained their abilities or have been hiding their talents.

They probably have immense confidence in their own strength.

Of course, their abilities must be impressive enough to show off.

Otherwise, how could they have reached Class 2 so quickly?

However, no one should challenge Class 1 recklessly.

Whether this guy named Kang Ji-hoon has regained his abilities and become a stronger Hunter, or he has been hiding his power for a long time, it doesn’t matter.

He cannot be allowed among the Class 1 students.

When Professor Gong joined the academy and was offered the position of a professor, he sometimes couldn’t understand why he was the designated professor for Class 2 instead of Class 1.

He spent decades conquering numerous gates and engaging in life-or-death battles with Black Hunters…

He had confidence that no one could surpass him in terms of Hunter abilities.

But when he happened to witness the sparring of the Class 1 students, the sense of strangeness he felt was of an indescribable kind.

‘Beings beyond common sense’

The academy’s director, Song Yoo-kyung, who offered the position of a dedicated professor for Class 2, had given Professor Gong a position that he could handle.

The Class 1 students… they were not just students who needed to learn something.

Each and every one of them was simply a monster.

The academy merely managed to keep them in one place and observe them, boasting itself as the nation’s top Hunter training institution.

Because they were the future national fighting force just by their existence…

The Academy, where the best Hunter talents in South Korea gather.

Among them, Classes 1 to 3 are considered the top classes.

But this is probably a term coined by outsiders who do not know the internal circumstances.

Or it could be a strategy from the academy’s side to not reveal the internal circumstances.

The Class 1 students and the Class 2 and 3 students were too different to be lumped together as the same top class.

The Class 2 and 3 students still needed training, they were Hunters who could be taught.

But the Class 1 students hadn’t taken any classes.

There was a clearly defined curriculum, but none of the 12 students followed it properly.

They all trained in their own ways or handled guild tasks that were linked to their abilities.

While they already held positions in the guild, they still maintained their positions as Class 1 students in the academy.

Everyone knew it, yet they kept silent.

Even though they don’t attend classes and rarely show up at the academy, they receive financial support and access the academy’s information.

It was an unbelievable privilege for all 12 of the Class 1 students.

However, no one even considers imposing sanctions.

What sanctions could they impose?

These individuals who have nothing to learn should be grateful for simply staying in the academy without going out…

Perhaps because of this, there was a relatively high proportion of troublemakers among the Class 1 students.

Since they’ve never heard a single word of criticism in their lives…

They were young hunters who obtained everything they desired and did everything they wanted.

You might think the academy’s main purpose is to cultivate high-level hunters on a national scale, but no.

Those who know the truth say otherwise.

The academy’s primary purpose is to supervise and manage Class 1 students to prevent them from becoming Black Hunters.

The reason they go to great lengths to restrain these individuals who have nothing to learn is precisely that.

“Uh…huff…huff.”

Professor Gong Jinsu, a hunter with physical abilities beyond comparison with ordinary people.

Why is he out of breath after running for a few minutes?

It’s not because of his lack of stamina.

It’s the tension and ominous premonition enveloping him that prevent him from breathing properly.

His new disciple, whose face he hasn’t even seen yet, is going to be seriously injured.

If anything is broken or he’s hit somewhat, they can bring a healer for treatment…

But there are too many crazies in Class 1.

Is there anyone among the Class 1 students with a decent temperament to reprimand and send off Kang Jihoon, who rushed in demanding their seats in the blink of an eye?

“Please… please don’t get hurt too badly…”

Just the fact that he received an upward placement to Class 2 makes him a valuable talent the academy should cherish and protect.

He shouldn’t be lost so easily…

Thud.

Bang.

The sound of politeness resonates in Professor Gong’s ears again as he nears the Class 1 training ground.

Only a short while ago, he passed by this area without a second thought, dismissing the sounds as routine construction noise. But now, it echoes as a terrifying symphony of violence.

Professor Gong’s body is drawn into the building as if being sucked in.

And, thanks to his hand, the door creaks open.

In his eyes, a desolate scene that couldn’t be found in the training field appeared.

The floor was completely cracked.

The windows were scattered with chilling sharp fragments.

On the walls that blocked all directions, there were signs of being destroyed as if hit by cannons.

“What…what is this…”

This narrow training field, or rather, an excessively large space for a training field…

Anyway, has a small war occurred in this training field?

Is this…not the traces that a person, or rather a hunter, can create?

At that moment,

Boom

Boom

Zoom

Boom

An object that appeared to be human flew in front of the professor’s eyes.

No, it wasn’t flying on its own will, but rather, it was thrown?

‘Th…thrown, a person…’

Not any kind of projectile, but a single person was being thrown from one end of the training field to the other.

Boom

The thrown figure crashed into the western wall of the training field with a loud sound.

‘Ah…it wasn’t a cannon, it was a person being shot.’

The professor’s curiosity about how such a shape could appear on the wall was resolved.

Not a time for admiration.

The professor closed his open mouth and quickly regained his composure, then blocked the path in front of his new disciple who had been thrown and crashed into the wall.

“Wait…stop!!! Please stop!”

The one who threw a person against the wall in the middle of the training field looked at the professor.

‘Class 1…who is it? Although I don’t know their face…’

Because the Class 1 students often appeared and disappeared from the academy as they pleased, even the professor didn’t know the faces of all the members.

Therefore, the professor couldn’t even know who this person of Class 1 was right now.

“Uh…ugh”

His new disciple, who had crashed into the wall and vomited a groan, pushed away the bricks and crawled out.

“Kang… Kang Jihoon! Is it really Kang Jihoon? Are you okay?”

The professor rushed over to check the injured person’s condition.

One leg was twisted and the bones seemed to be shattered, and the face was so swollen that it was hard to recognize.

How could someone make a person look like this?

“Stop… I’m sorry… Is it over now? Please, just stop…”

His pitiful voice echoed in the professor’s ears.

Unbeknownst to himself, the professor’s magic began to boil.

No matter how much of a seasoned hunter he was, he knew he couldn’t defeat a natural-born, Class 1 monster.

But even seeing his new disciple in this state, he couldn’t turn around and leave without saying anything.

Throoom…

The blue magic enveloped the professor’s body, overflowing like spikes.

That’s when it happened.

Not behind him, but a little distance away, someone crawled out from the debris of the southern wall.

He had even more severe injuries than the person lying behind him.

“I… I’m sorry too… sorry… sorry… please, just stop”

What was he so sorry about, continuously apologizing and then suddenly crouching down in front of him?

The professor had no clue what was going on in this situation.

Why were there two people thrown against the wall?

One must be Kang Jihoon, his friend, but who was the other person?

That’s when the person presumed to have beaten and thrown them against the wall in the center of the training ground spoke.

“Well… yeah, isn’t it easy to say one word of apology? If you had apologized from the beginning, it wouldn’t have come to this… why do you make things difficult for yourselves?”

Despite being the one responsible, he looked at the injured individuals with sympathetic eyes.

“Who… who are you…?”

“…? Are you the professor? Class 1?”

“No… I’m Professor Gong Jinsu, specializing in Class 2.”

“Oh… Class 2? Nice to meet you. I’m Kang Jihoon, newly assigned to Class 2!”

As he walked toward the professor and bowed his head in greeting.

“I’m sorry for being late on the first day. Did you come to find me? The Class 1 students are rarely seen at the academy, so I met with them today…”

Those two people pinned to the wall are Class 1 students, right?

By the way… Their faces were too swollen to recognize at first, but it was a familiar face.

“That’s Hwang Eui-tae over there, and this is… Jung In-hyuk… Both 1st Class A-rank hunters… I’ve seen them before…”

After Professor Gong’s eyes managed to identify the two fallen figures, he turned back to the person who had introduced himself as Kang Ji-hoon.

“Huh? Three of them? Not two?”

Professor Gong looked at Ji-hoon, who was greeting them with a cheerful smile.

Thunk.

A person fell from the ceiling on his left.

“Sorry… Let’s talk it out…”

It was the third 1st Class student who had been hanging from the ceiling.

“Yeah, now that Professor is here, let’s talk it out.”

Ji-hoon, who was unharmed, grumbled as if feeling unjust.

No matter how you look at it, it seemed like you were the one who hit them…

After Ji-hoon’s words, the fallen individuals slowly crawled over with their injured bodies.