My Game Friends Were Foreigners in Mythology

10 – Academy is murder to me (2)

Iris Gostrick.

He was a rumored person even in Class A.

The fact that she is from a foreign country plays a part, but the more noticeable part is that she is a ‘shaman’.

Shaman is a non-mainstream class with extremely few people.

Because the power is weak? No, rather, its power is far superior to that of other classes.

Buffs, Healing, Dealing.

The perfect combination of three!

Inflict damage with curses, strengthen teammates with spells, and heal injured wounds with blessings.

A dream class that can be found in any web novel protagonist.

But it was clear why people didn’t do this job.

‘Because I’m extremely talented.’

A shaman was not an area that could be done with mediocre talent.

Even if you focus on one thing, you’re trying to play as many as three roles by borrowing the power of ‘magic’.

This is no different from popping the envelope after putting the items into an envelope for a special discount.

So, you need to have a natural talent for ‘magic’, but it was a shaman that you could barely enter.

Lee Seon-yeong, who was rumored to have died this morning.

There is little reason for the Academy to investigate his death.

‘Because I’m a witch doctor.’

Although he started as an F-rank, he is a shaman who has grown step by step and settled into a D-rank.

Because the shaman was full of geniuses, he made the ratings work.

In other words, the D-class of a shaman is A-class compared to other cadets.

If you look at it that way, Seonyoung Lee was also an A-class talent, so the academy is investigating her.

Okay then, here comes the question.

‘How strong is Iris Gostrick, who reigns over class A as a shaman?’

I don’t think it’s necessary to say.

Drreuk.

“Come in.”

I arrived at the teacher’s office guided by the C class teacher, opened the door and went inside.

Hororok.

“You’re welcome.”

There was Iris drinking tea in an elegant manner.

Blonde hair exudes an exotic look and nobility.

In addition, they had an elegant tea time, so it was like a masterpiece.

‘It’s crude.’

But I was able to catch her immaturity.

As her spirit and speech improved, she got into the habit of spotting even the smallest details to win her arguments.

First of all, steam flies out of the tea.

That’s the amount you’d expect from just poured water, which means the tea is less brewed.

And I just drink that hot tea without blowing it.

Of course, Awakened people won’t even move at that level of heat, but if it’s something they normally do, they naturally develop a ‘habit’.

Like a person who used to wear glasses trying to fix them even if they wear contact lenses.

Like a pro gamer trying to take off his headset even though he hears through the speakers.

If you had a tea time like that from the old days, you would have naturally developed the habit of ‘blowing tea’.

But she is sipping tea like some kind of sports drink.

‘It’s an intention to overwhelm the atmosphere first.’

It must have been a ulterior motive to seize control of the atmosphere due to the pressure from his position and wield me as he pleased.

Then I must respond.

“Do you have my car?”

I asked as I sat on the sofa in front of her.

“?”

“Are you inviting people to tea time and not even serving them tea?”

There is no need to write a story that makes sense.

“Yes?”

Iris couldn’t manage her expression, she asked in a puzzled voice.

‘Good.’

Bring the atmosphere back. Now get pushed

“Okay. Stop acting shy and get to the point.”

“This, what kind of manners is this…”

“Is it polite for a cadet to take a cadet out of the professor’s class at will?”

I tried to maintain the nobility concept somehow, but it was too late.

The face has been handed over to me.

“…Okay. Let’s get down to business.”

‘It’s a minimum judgment of the situation.’

I am currently in an unfavorable situation for myself.

It is much better for her to bring her story back to square one, and thus the situation back to square one.

‘I am confident in psychological warfare.’

This is not something I learned from Nyarlathotep.

Orphans like me have to be smart.

That’s how you can survive in an orphanage that’s f*cking far from the law.

Of course, while living with her, there are always parts of her, but her psychological warfare is my specialty from the start.

“I want to fight with you.”

“Yes?”

But there was one time when my psychological warfare didn’t work.

“I want to fight with you.”

When dealing with a madman.

The psychology is that they are far from ordinary people, so they can’t induce an answer.

To be able to meet such a madman right now.

“…Why?”

I have no choice but to write defensive comments.

Because a madman is obedient once he listens to his words.

“I can’t tell you why… But I can tell you the reward.”

Your back sucks, really.

What will Class A gain from sparring with Class F cadets?

There is nothing but sarcasm and ridicule about studying Western education.

But why do you want me to spat with you while giving me a reward?

It was clear that there was something there.

“I’ll give you 500 million won in cash.”

“500 Million?”

The higher the reward, the less reliable it is.

Even I’m not that hungry for money, so I don’t find it appealing.

In the first place, even now, if you set your mind to it, you can only earn about 500 million won.

‘Brainwashing and rejecting.’

SAN numbers are a bit fast, but it’s fair to decline this.

Of course she won’t let me go. It’s nice to have a story that makes sense.

[Nyarlathotep says ‘accept’.]

At that time, a message from Nyarlathotep suddenly came.

‘What? Take it?”

[Nyala Totep, a foreign news outlet, wants true education because a fox cub holds her head stiffly without knowing the owner.]

‘No, how do I beat class A!’

Class A.

An elite class that gathers only monsters from the academy year.

Total members. Only 10 people.

It is said that they are 1st or 2nd grade talents in terms of their grades.

Just because 9th grade became 7th grade, they are not the ones who will win.

You don’t know if you transform into that ‘avatar’, but if you transform into something like that at the academy, it’s doomed.

[Foreign press Nyarlathotep asserts that he will win.]

‘How to win?’

[Foreign media Nyarlathotep shouts ‘Lee X Jenkins!’ And tells you to jump in.]

‘Just take it and f*ck it?’

[Nyarlathotep, a foreign correspondent, raises his thumb.]

‘…’

Is this correct?

I’m not saying it’s just asking me to search.

In my own personal sense, Nyarlathotep is the strongest god in regards to the mind.

There’s no way I’m going to make a stupid decision that I’m likely to lose.

And if you were going to kill him in the first place, there’s no way he’d give you a contract.

“…”

Okay, let’s believe it.

[A story that makes sense]

I activated a story that made sense and opened my mouth.

“Will it be 500 million?”

“Yes?”

“The value of money is relative.”

Because of fighting, I have to get more rewards somehow.

“Take an example. A rich man with a full safe and no food to eat today.”

Preferably not money, but something valuable.

“A rich man with a full safe doesn’t do anything bothersome with only 500 million. That’s enough money anyway, because he can earn even if he breathes.”

“But a beggar would give his life for 500 million won. With that money, he would be able to escape from being a beggar and live a normal life again.”

I pointed out the difference between her and mine.

“You see me as a beggar, but I’m rich with a coffer full. I’m not the type to move with money.”

“Yes…”

“Then let me give you another example.”

Now it’s my turn to say what I want.

“A rich man has a daughter who is sick. But she can’t buy it because the cure for her disease is too scarce and there are no products for sale.”

Of course, I don’t have a sick daughter. Just an example.

“At that time, a person showed up who offered to give me medicine if I just did one troublesome thing. A rich man would of course accept the offer.”

I held out her hand to her.

“I want a medicine. A medicine called ‘Book of Spirit’.”

“Are you in the spirit?”

Spells.

In a way, it can be said that it is similar to my ability.

‘Because he’s also using his mental strength.’

If magic is to add concepts to magic power,

Shamanism was used by adding ‘spirit’ to magic.

A curse filled with resentment to die.

Blessings filled with hope for success.

All of them contained human emotions.

In other words, the fuel of witchcraft can be said to be mental power.

It’s not 100% mental like me, it’s roughly 50%…

‘Anyway, mental strength is important even for a shaman.’

That’s why the Book of Spirit was created for shamans.

It is a damn scam that increases your mental power just by reading it.

Of course, going up fast is the beginning, but going up slowly in the second half.

Anyway, it’s still a scam, so it’s an item that only a handful of shamans have.

“That’s…”

But there’s no way that she, the strongest shaman of her age, wouldn’t have it.

I’ll pretend it’s not there, just look at the frown on her face.

“Of course, if I win, I’ll take it. If I lose, I’ll just quietly receive 500 million and finish it.”

“Are you saying you’re going to take the money too?!”

“Of course. 500 Million is the basic stake. Stand of the Spirit is a win bonus.”

Because of fighting, I have to hit it and suck it until not a single speck of dust comes out.

“If you have a complaint, don’t do it, just do it.”

“…I will.”

She has a reason to fight with me as long as she prepares 500 million for her sparring with F-class.

She can’t avoid my proposal.

That’s how the couplets that only benefited me were completed.