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Chapter 635: Long tail (14)

Mt. Cheonik, where Jiikhoe and Class 3-0 joined forces against Cow Clan.

The area was now heavily covered with Gye Idam’s light skill Mist of Night Silence.

In the center of the dense fog, Gye Idam was holding a huge hammer and keeping the opponents in check.

He seems relaxed at first glance, but using his light skill while having to fight physically tasted like death.

The main culprit of this was Jo Euishin.

Jo Euishin, who proposed this operation, said this with great distrust in Gye Idam.

— There will be no problem if you successfully overpower them with your light skill, but just in case. If you miss even one person, this operation will collapse. If I were a royal lineage, I’d get rid of the fog first. They’ll find and attack players who aren’t fighting on the front lines.

Sung Siwan, who suggested placing Gye Idam in a safe space while he operated the fog, looked caught off guard by Jo Euishin’s words.

Jo Euishin spoke coldly.

— Sung Siwan sunbaenim should know it too. Do you think the current Jiikhoe chairman will win against a royal lineage that broke into Eungwang High while maintaining that fog?

— No.

— I don’t think so, the royal lineage who broke into Eungwang High should be strong enough to win against students.

Before Sung Siwan said anything, the vice president of Class 3-0 and Woo Kihwan replied first.

Those two had competed with Gye Idam several times before, so they had a good grasp of his capabilities.

The same was true of Sung Siwan, and so he can’t deny Jo Euishin’s words.

As if he thought that reaction was enough of a response, Jo Euishin continued.

— The key to this operation is the maintenance of his light skill. Even if there’s a Cow Clan who escapes the fog, the seniors will be safe. However, the chairman of Jiikhoe has to participate in battle to make the enemies guess who’s the user of the light skill.

— …

All eyes were turned toward Gye Idam.

Jo Euishin still thought that he was trash, but he at least had the courtesy of treating him like a human being in front of Sung Siwan.

However, distrust couldn’t be hidden in Jo Euishin’s eyes.

Gye Idam had to concentrate all his attention on keeping his shoulders up that seemed to shrink against his will.

— If Jiikhoe’s Chairman is not confident in participating in battle while maintaining the fog for more than thirty minutes, we will devise another plan.

Without any conditions, Gye Idam would’ve chosen to run away.

However, he knew roughly about the “concrete layer collapse” of PMH and knew that Jiikhoe would be wiped out.

Still, that didn’t stop his fear from rising.

‘Would that stubborn kid set up another strategy if I said I can’t do it?’

However, even though Jo Euishin hates Gye Idam, he suggests making his light skill a key point of the operation.

Jo Euishin thought that it would be most efficient to use it.

Gye Idam has to say that he can do it, but his mouth won’t open.

While he hesitated to answer, he made eye contact with Sung Siwan.

Sung Siwan had a friendly face as usual.

As if he’s saying that whatever answer he gives is okay.

‘I’m not going to run away, and I should fight too…!’

Suddenly feeling choked up, Gye Idam spoke without realizing it.

“I’ll do it.”

Unlike his inner feelings, Gye Idam’s response came off as calm and determined.

The action made the Class 3-0 students think that he truly was Sung Siwan’s successor.

Only Jo Euishin didn’t seem to believe him as he suggested a retreat and evacuation shelter just in case.

And now…

‘…How is thirty minutes this long!’

While maintaining the Mist of Night Silence, Gye Idam participated in the battle.

Thanks to the overwhelming difference in numbers and Class 3-0’s madness, they were smoothly suppressing the Cow Clan.

But the story will change if Gye Idam’s light skill falls out.

They don’t know what kind of skills and light skills the cows will use once they recover, so he has to maintain this fog until they completely subdue them.

Gye Idam seemed to be losing his mind from exhaustion.

He was so absent-minded that he couldn’t say a word, but to others, it just looked like he was engaged in a serious and silent battle.

‘How long do I have to hold out! Can’t we clear the fog and knock them out? I’m gonna go crazy.’

But the Cow Clan wasn’t easily defeated.

They couldn’t get out or knock the students, but they were holding out well.

Gye Idam felt like he was tying a chunk of bomb to his spot.

If the fog disappears, the bomb will surely explode immediately.

Gye Idam endured it and raised his energy waves again.

Fortunately, something unusual happened after thirty minutes, just as Jo Euishin said.

Shwik!

An arrow flew through the fog.

It flew exquisitely past the students and penetrated the body of a cow.

Fwook!

The skin of the cow as hard as otherworld ore was easily struck by the arrow.

Once he was hit, the cow that held out despite being beaten with fists and blunt instruments collapsed.

The students around them turned their heads and found the direction from which the arrow flew.

“What the, who shot that?”

“It’s the head teacher!”

Shwik!

Arrows flew one after the other and pierced the cows.

Ham Geunhyung seemed to be using his light skill and shooting them from outside the fog.

Gye Idam was shocked to see the arrow stuck in the body of the cow.

‘He saw through the thick fog and aimed perfectly? The kids are fighting closely though, how did he not miss?’

Gye Idam remembered Ham Geunhyung’s scary face when he first entered the student council.

How scary it was when he saw it up close that he couldn’t refuse when he was offered to join the student council.

The visceral fear he felt from that face wasn’t wrong.

Ham Geunhyung was a magnificent archer of a terrifying level.

With each shot, the cows fell one by one.

Soon, all of them were out of combat.

“Did he get them all? Heol.”

“Everyone is down!”

“We won!”

Class 3-0 celebrated.

All the last hits were from Ham Geunhyung so it was ambiguous to say that it was their victory, but Gye Idam didn’t bother pointing it out.

As the fog settled down, the battlefield came into clear view.

All the students were standing, and all of the Cow Clan were down.

There were some who sustained injuries, but nothing serious.

Gye Idam was deeply relieved to see the faces of Jiikhoe members standing with Class 3-0.

‘Safe… Everyone’s safe.’

As Christmas approached, the phrase ‘Jiikhoe annihilation’ didn’t leave Gye Idam’s mind.

The main culprits must be the royal lineage who invaded Cheonik Mountain which was under their jurisdiction.

Considering Sung Siwan’s character and his activities in PMH, he would’ve run after these people during the cold wave.

But now that these royal lineages have fallen, Jiikhoe has survived.

While Gye Idam was feeling emotional, he heard Sung Siwan’s joking voice.

“You didn’t run away. That’s a relief.”

In fact, Gye Idam wanted to run away.

But Sung Siwan spoke kindly after.

“Good job, Idam-ah.”

“…It’s nothing.”

“You seemed to be having a hard time in the middle.”

Everyone else didn’t seem to recognize it, but Sung Siwan noticed how Gye Idam was dying inside.

After seeing his days as Gye Sangjung, Sung Siwan better reads Gye Idam’s inner thoughts.

Meanwhile, when the fog cleared up, Jo Euishin and the vice president of Class 3-0 returned.

Behind them was Ham Geunhyung.

He was dragging a horned royal lineage with several arrows in his body.

‘…What’s with that bastard’s expression?’

Gye Idam saw the expression of the vice president of Class 3-0.

The vice president looked very resentful, angry, and annoyed.

It wasn’t an expression that a student who just won against a royal lineage would make.

Soon, the vice president of Class 3-0 said something strange.

“Hey, I can’t win a verbal fight on my own! Help me!”

“Verbal fight?”

Woo Kihwan, who was asked for help, then asked back sourly.

“…Where’s our homeroom teacher?”

* * *

After knocking down Apis’ incarnation, we rejoined the Jiikhoe members and Class 3-0 students.

I wanted to discuss our next moves and how we’ll deal with the captured cows, but the topic of conversation changed.

All the seniors asked the same question.

Where is our homeroom teacher?

‘The president and vice president are saying the same things.’

I explained it well to their vice president, but I don’t know what’s the complaint all about.

As soon as the vice president rejoined the rest of the class, he said something about a verbal fight, but I don’t remember having anything like that.

I just explained things as they are.

“I just said that the homeroom teacher was here.”

I glanced at Professor Ham Geunhyung as I said that.

The professor was checking the students for injuries and shooting sure shots at the collapsed cows.

I felt like I was showing off my wonderful homeroom teacher.

“No, yeah I remember you saying that.”

“Weren’t you talking about our homeroom teacher?”

“You made it sound like you were talking about the strong homeroom teacher!”

Im Yeonhwa is strong, but our homeroom teacher Ham Geunhyung is strong too.

Did I lie?

The seniors fight and lose against Im Yeonhwa every day, but they still seem to want to see her face.

“We would’ve won if we caught more royal lineages!”

“That’s right!”

…I thought they wanted to see her, but it turns out they just wanted to win against her again.

I can’t believe they’re still thinking about that in this emergency.

I never said anything wrong anyway, so there’s nothing to worry about.

Before I spoke again, Professor Ham Geunhyung said something.

“I am Jo Euishin’s homeroom teacher. Is there any problem?”

“…”

The Class 3-0 students shut their mouths against the infamous scary face of Eungwang High.

Professor Ham Geunhyung wasn’t only strong enough to catch royal lineage, but he could also make those seniors shut up.

Those seniors follow the primitive logic of power that challenges the strong, but they know how to accept defeat.

Instead of saying something to Professor Ham, the seniors complained to me.

“You happy that your homeroom teacher’s here?”

“I’m even angrier to see the proud Class Zero hoobae-jerk.”

Well, I have a homeroom teacher like Professor Ham, so I can’t help but feel proud.

Professor Ham Geunhyung spoke again.

“Hoobae-jerk? Woo Kihwan, you talk harshly to your junior.”

“…”

Woo Kihwan shut his mouth.

As expected, my playable character, our homeroom teacher, is the best.