Only My Skill Tooltip Is Strange

30 – 2nd Floor, Gladiator of the Colosseum.

The White Hatchling Breath inflicts ice attribute damage.

“What, what’s happening?”

“That person suddenly….”

After a storm of cold passed.

The black lion, which had been swept away defenselessly by the dragon’s breath, appeared completely frozen white.

The Earthlings look at me.

They had faces of surprise.

“Ryuin. Oryuin!”

They call my name in clumsy Korean.

Maybe because there were no Koreans, they recognized me much later.

“Oryuin?”

“The one who uses Breath. Dark Breath. That incredibly strong Korean.”

“We’re saved…!”

The Earthlings, who grasped the situation, sighed in relief.

Their faces showed that they had found a glimmer of hope.

“Is it dead?”

“I’m not sure. I know the Breath is strong, but I don’t know if it’s enough to kill that lion in one go….”

They surrounded the black lion, which stood stiff like an ice statue, keeping their distance.

They only watched from afar.

No one dared to approach and check.

It was frozen, but its ferocious appearance remained the same.

‘What if it breaks by mistake…. They might be thinking the same thing.’

Even though they had mustered the courage to defeat the black lion, their fear hadn’t completely disappeared.

“…….”

Everyone’s eyes were on me.

I could feel their subtle expectations.

It didn’t feel great to have this dumped on me, but I showed as much generosity as I could.

After all, the black lion was already dead.

‘Better than those who ignore me.’

Compared to the spectators looking down at the arena, their eyes full of anticipation, waiting for a cruel show, it was a relief.

I approached the black lion.

I didn’t forget to activate the Iron Armor Triple Technique just in case.

With the durability boosted by the Iron Armor Triple Technique, and the recovery power of a 4th-grade super regeneration, I was confident I wouldn’t die even if bitten by the black lion.

The noise from the spectators diminished.

Even those who had been shouting loudly shut their mouths and watched me.

As I got closer, cracks began to form in the ice statue.

Crack.

Crack-.

The small cracks soon spread throughout the body, and it shattered.

[Absorbing the soul of the Giant Black Lager.]

[Agility increases by 0.03.]

The tower’s message confirmed the kill.

The spectators, seeing the shattered corpse of the black lion, let out a cheer half a beat late.

It was almost explosive.

“Hey! Did you really kill it?”

“Is this possible? How can an Earthling kill a Giant Black Lager?”

“Have you seen a few special ones in the Tower of Struggle? You idiot!”

Watching the arena filled with madness, I felt chills all over my body.

‘Really. They all thought I would die for sure.’

It didn’t feel great to have it dumped on me, but I showed as much generosity as I could.

After all, the black lion was already dead.

‘Better than being ignored.’

Compared to the spectators looking down at the arena, their eyes full of anticipation, waiting for a brutal show, it was a relief.

I approached the black lion.

I didn’t forget to activate the Iron Armor Triple Technique just in case.

With the durability boosted by the Iron Armor Triple Technique, and the recovery power of a 4th-grade super regeneration, I was confident I wouldn’t die even if bitten by the black lion.

The noise from the spectators diminished.

Even those who had been shouting loudly shut their mouths and watched me.

As I got closer, cracks began to form in the ice statue.

Crack.

Crack-.

The small cracks soon spread throughout the body, and it shattered.

[Absorbing the soul of the Giant Black Lager.]

[Agility increases by 0.03.]

The tower’s message confirmed the kill for me.

The spectators, seeing the shattered corpse of the black lion, let out a cheer half a beat late.

It almost exploded out.

“Hey! Did you really kill it?”

“Is this possible? How can an Earthling kill a Giant Black Lager?”

“Have you seen a few special ones in the Tower of Struggle? You idiot!”

Watching the arena filled with madness, I felt chills all over my body.

‘Really. They all thought I would die for sure.’

It seemed they intended to throw all Earthlings as prey for the black lion.

Not just treating us like trash, but like crickets for food.

I clenched my fist tightly.

If they sent down one of the spectators right now, I was confident I could beat him to death with my bare hands.

That’s how angry I was.

「It seems there was a problem with the summoning process.」

The administrator babbled on.

He seemed to think of me as something other than a human, a dragon.

“Again! Summon other humans!”

“Surely you don’t intend to end it like this?”

“I paid a lot of money to be here! Show me properly!”

The crowd shouted.

Thousands of people were straining their necks and screaming, so it was hard to hear what they were saying.

“You all know, don’t you? It’s not easy to do it more than once. It’s unfortunate.”

There was no second time.

The administrator roughly apologized and tried to manage the situation.

It was ambiguous to even call it managing.

A forced breakthrough.

He abused his authority, treating the voices of the crowd as noise and crushing them.

‘Whether it’s the crowd or the administrator.’

From the perspective of a human, they were all the same b*stards.

My teeth ground together.

“Humans, you have worked hard.”

At the same time as the administrator’s words, a new message appeared.

It was a reward.

[2nd floor, survive.]

You have successfully survived the pouring malice.

Elite monster Giant Black Lager kill bonus, stats +3

3 points.

It was a welcome rain in a drought, but thinking of it as compensation for being toyed with made it feel very bitter.

Even receiving the reward didn’t make me feel better.

‘So what can I do?’

Complain to the administrator?

The administrator is probably an ascender.

Would anything change if I protested against him?

I looked around the stadium.

I see countless spectators.

Whether they were the managers directly involved or the bystanders who enjoyed watching, they could all be considered accomplices.

But I can do nothing.

The weak had no rights.

Once again, I painfully realized the harsh reality of this damn tower.

“We got 3 points.”

“…I’m glad everyone is safe.”

Unlike me, the Earthlings were rejoicing.

The joy and exhilaration of surviving, and the reward like the elixir of life.

Their reason was paralyzed by these two emotions.

Or maybe, they had adapted to this situation.

They had been experiencing this unreasonable structure since the first floor.

It had only been a week.

But a week with life hanging by a thread was never a short time.

It was enough time to change a person’s values.

「Think of it as gaining experience earlier than others.」

“……”

「Welcome, new players.」

As soon as the manager’s words ended, a blue light enveloped my body.

I wasn’t the only one.

All the Earthlings were transported to another place.

* * *

High school.

I remembered when I had just been in a car accident.

They inserted dozens of metal pins.

My knee was ruined, and I could no longer play sports.

─ Ryu In-ah. It’s okay if you can’t do Taekwondo. It won’t affect your life.

The master said that, but in my youthful vigor, I couldn’t accept those words.

The frustration was greater than the pain.

Everything I had taken for granted.

The future I had been diligently drawing became a bubble in an instant.

No one could pass through that situation indifferently.

Why did this happen to me?

If there was a being called God, I wanted to question him right away.

─ Even if you make that choice, only you will suffer. Your life will be over.

─ …….

─ Those who laugh at your misfortune don’t care whether you live or die. They will continue to live indifferently.

Looking back now, the words I heard on the rooftop that day were not from someone comforting me.

The director spoke in an angry voice, far from comforting.

─ Are you going to die like this, you b*stard?

The director scratched me gently.

If he made a mistake, his disciple might jump off, but he rolled the dice.

It was a gamble he could make because he knew my personality better than my parents.

“…….”

Thanks to that, I survived.

Before I got hurt, they pretended to be close, but as soon as I had to quit sports, I didn’t want to do anything good for those who sneered at me.

I gritted my teeth and came down from the rooftop railing.

─ You crazy b*stard. Do you know where you are? Have you lost your mind? Huh?

Coming down like that and getting slapped is a secret.

* * *

“…….”

When I opened my eyes, it was a luxurious room.

In a room filled with luxury goods, a boy stood confidently.

“Nice to meet you.”

It was the same voice as the manager I heard earlier.

“I am Daimus. The manager of the 1st Colosseum on the 2nd floor.”

“I am Oryuin.”

I tried to act as much like a White Dragon as possible.

Maybe because I had done it on the 1st floor, my voice trembled less.

“Oryuin player. That’s an unusual name. Please, have a seat.”

“…….”

I rolled my eyes carefully, worried that any awkwardness might show.

Fortunately, there was no sign that anyone noticed.

“I only feel sorry for the erroneous player. I didn’t expect such a mistake during the summoning process.”

“…Mistake?”

“Yes, a mistake.”

Daimus explained.

“The match the erroneous player participated in was an event match. It’s an event where we watch the struggle between the beasts raised in the Colosseum and the Earthlings.”

“…….”

“But since an erroneous player, not an Earthling, was summoned there, what else could it be but a mistake?”

Daimus smiled kindly.

‘I had a rough idea, but hearing it directly makes me feel even worse.’

I didn’t show it on my face.

It didn’t seem convincing for a dragon to show emotions about Earthling affairs.

“So?”

“…Yes?”

I scanned Daimus’s face with my eyes.

Contrary to my slow gaze, my mind was racing.

‘Let’s say Blinky acted friendly because he’s the same dragon species.’

Joo Sohee thought I was an Earthling and supported me with all her might.

‘Then why did this guy?’

He separated me from the other Earthlings and called me here, right?

‘There must be a purpose.’

That purpose is probably related to the fictional race setting created by the illusory ancient book.

So I spoke a bit more confidently.

“You must have something to say?”

The Ascendant is strong.

Much stronger than a new player.

Mistake?

He could suppress it with his authority.

In fact, didn’t he just give the Earthlings 3 points and end it?

He apologizes only to me, to the dragon.

He comes out so low-key that it’s noticeable.

‘There’s something.’

The reason you shouldn’t mess with a dragon.

I don’t know what it is.

Daimus bowed his head with a face full of embarrassment.

“…I’m sorry.”

I received the apology.

But, I wasn’t happy at all.

Because it was a bowing apology?

No.

A bigger question came to me and made my head complicated, so I couldn’t be happy.

‘What is it? Why on earth is he apologizing as an administrator?’