Chapter 12: Terrifying team of five (1/2)

Chapter 12: Terrifying team of five

“Did you hear, there’s a freshman who’s from a Giant Food Monster bloodline.”

“You must be joking, I’ve never heard of anyone with a Giant Food Monster bloodline.”

“It’s true, I heard the Notebook Teacher Huston said it himself. I heard that freshman was really amazing. Yesterday teacher Huston deliberately made trouble for him during class and gave him a few thousand chicken legs to eat, but it turns out that freshmen really ate them all. Teacher Huston lost a lot of face, now even teacher Huston doesn’t dare casually make trouble for him…”

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Moss walked with incomparable gloominess on the road toward the Beast Training Field. He had the urge to spit out blood every time he heard a discussion like this by the wayside.

In just a day’s time, the matter about Huston losing his poise and becoming hysterical after Ayrin ate an entire dining car’s worth of chicken had already spread out abuzz across every corner of Holy Dawn Academy, but the more it spread around the more outrageous this thing became. Now the hundreds of chicken legs had already become several thousands of chicken legs by word of mouth.

The Giant Food Monster was only a low-level monster inside the southern forests, with a particularly great appetite. It was definitely impossible for any bloodline inheritance or bloodline power to come from it, but because Ayrin drove Huston half-nuts, and made him say a “Don’t tell me you’re a Giant Food Monster,” now there were many people in the academy who spread the word Ayrin came from a Giant Food Monster bloodline.

There was no telling how it was going to end up like if it kept being spread on and on.

The most critical thing was, he had absolutely nothing to do with Ayrin, or that Impulsive Freshman Belo that became excited at the drop of a hat, but Huston unfortunately thought he was in the same clique as them and deliberately acted the comedians in class. He just had no idea what kind of logic really went inside Huston’s head. But what he could be sure of was, for a sinister man like him who had the nickname of the Notebook Teacher, the more he heard people talk about how he lost such an amount of face in class, the more twisted his retaliation would be in class.

There was no class at all today originally. The reason he went to the Beast Training Field was that he heard today was the third years’ “Monster Battling Exam.” Like the vast majority of academies, Holy Dawn Academy caught and raised some vicious monsters and rare animals. Starting from the third year, some students in the arcane battlemaster branch had to train with these monsters and beasts.

This kind of training was necessary, because a great many monsters and beasts existed in the forests, barren lands, and above all the inaccessible fringe areas of every kingdom. The arcane masters carrying their missions in these areas could encounter and do battle with these beasts and monsters at any time.

Fighting with beasts and monsters inside the academy could foster the students’ courage for battle. Of course, the “Monster Battling Exam” was a very important exam for the students in the battlemaster section. Students who put on too bad of a show and couldn’t pass this exam would be phased out to other branches. In the future, they would probably never have the opportunity to become a figure like those braves from the legends.

Junior students were allowed to watch the “Monster Battling Exam.” In fact, junior students were allowed to watch many senior student exams, so that they could accumulate some experience in advance. Among those, there were some exams that the junior students would never see in ordinary times. Especially an important exam like the “Monster Battling Exam” which was really new and exciting for freshmen who’d never seen monsters and rare beasts before. That was why, over time, it’d become a sort of festival inside Holy Dawn Academy. Holy Dawn students even labeled it the “Festival of Beasts and Monsters.”

Rumor was, they used a monster called “Ximos” this time for the third year battlemasters’ exam. This monster was a monster newly discovered in the border region between Eiche and the Winter kingdom. Not mentioning new students like them, there were probably only a handful of arcane masters in the entirety of St. Lauren City to have seen what this monster really looked like.

Moss’ dream was to become the kind of powerful arcane master who could go anywhere, a brave whose fame resounded through the entire continent. He was usually filled with curiosity for every kind of monster, but his mood was becoming more and more frustrated hearing the discussions on the way, to the point he was almost losing interest in the “Monster Battling Exam.”

“Classmate, may I ask you how to go to the Ironbox residence area?”

Just as Moss was hanging his head in dejection and thinking of his future miseries, a voice suddenly came to his ears.

“Hm?”

Moss subconsciously lifted his head. Five people were coming his way from the opposite direction.

None of the five worer the blue school uniform of Holy Dawn Academy. They were all looking left and peeking right, observing as they walked along. The one who’d asked the question was a boy with long golden hair tied in a ponytail behind his head. He looked about the same age as Moss and was very handsome. A captivating smile hung on his face.

Extremely intense, inexplicable pressure and fear suddenly flooded Moss’ body the moment his eyes met the eyes of this handsome golden-haired boy.

Moss’ body stiffened all of a sudden. Layer upon layer of cold sweat emerged on his back despite himself. Even breathing became very difficult.

It was as if the one standing in front of him wasn’t a boy, but a monster who could easily tear him to pieces!

“Where does such a feeling comes from?”

“What’s the matter!”

Moss’ hands and feet had become freezing cold in the space of a moment. Even his body would probably be shaking uncontrollably if not for him doing his utmost to keep it under reins.

“Classmate, do you know how to go to the “Ironbox district” or not?”