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I Became a Genius at Gigant Academy - Episode 84

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The fighting arena was crowded with people from early on. General admission is available only on a first-come, first-served basis..

Abel looked at the scene through the window..

‘There are many family units.’

There isn't much fun in this world.

Like modern Earth, not every home has a computer or TV, and of course there are no smartphones..

That's why people get excited about even small things to see. Things like plays, puppet shows, and circuses..

That is why underground fighting arenas, which are strictly speaking illegal, are thriving in the system..

Closing our eyes halfway to relieve people's stress.

Of course, the most popular ones were the official fighting venues. Because the scale itself is on a different level..

‘Just the number of people standing in line right now is probably ten times higher..’

Abel counted the people with his eyes, but soon gave up and leaned back..

“Im here.”

Not long after, the coachman's voice was heard..

Abel said to Iolin.

“let's go.”

“huh.”

The two got up and got out of the carriage..

After getting off, I saw the fighting arena building. However, it was not the front like last time, but the back..

There is a separate passage for players to enter..

‘He's a player.’

Abel chuckled..

Even though it was an underground fighting ring, he was active as a fighter for several years..

On the other hand, I only became a cadet at the academy a few months ago at most..

But strangely, the word cadet feels more familiar now than athlete..

While thinking about that, I just walked into the building. Someone came waving his hand.

“Abel! Iolin!”

It was Doyle who showed me around the fighting range last time..

Abel approached him and greeted him face to face..

“I came out to meet you.?”

“okay. I have to play today, but I can't let you wander around..”

“What is wandering? I can even get to the waiting room with my eyes closed..”

“Pretending to be proud. At least she came out to meet me in person..”

“I know, I know. I just tried it..”

Doyle grinned, nodded, and gestured..

“Then follow me.”

“yes.”

“yes.”

I followed him into the building and saw people moving around..

Doyle made his way through the crowded hallway and soon stopped in front of a small door..

“It's here.”

“When is our game??”

“It is announced one hour before the game starts. Did you forget??”

“no. I was wondering if you would let me know secretly..”

“White sound. Go in and wait. If you need anything, let me know.”

Doyle, who gave Abel a visit, said he was busy and left first..

Iolin looked at the back and said to Abel:.

“Should I go in??”

“huh.”

Abel stretched out his hand and turned the doorknob..

The door opened with a clanging sound, immediately revealing the interior..

The waiting room was quite large. It's too much for two people to wait..

Of course, it wasn't wide for no reason..

“Tito…….”

Iolin muttered softly..

As she said, there were two Titos lying on one side of the waiting room..

As Abel walked inside, he explained to Iolin, who was probably not used to this..

“Usually, aircraft are kept together in the waiting room. I need to coordinate with the rider before the race starts..”

“We're coordinating here.?”

“huh. The engineer will come here himself. The waiting room is directly connected to the stadium, so when you go to play, you can just get in and go out through the door on the other side..”

Abel pointed to a large door on one side..

Although the details were slightly different, the overall structure itself was similar to an underground fighting arena..

‘It's natural because the underground fighting arena was copied from a place like this..’

While thinking about this, Abel looked closely at Tito..

“This is mine. That one is yours.”

“okay?”

“huh. There's a name written here.”

As said, there was a small name on the Gigant..

Iolin nodded slightly and looked at his Gigant..

Abel also saw that and turned his head to check his body..

‘It's also a modified type..’

I could tell even with a quick look.

This Tito is a version that has undergone various modifications..

Iolin also seemed to have noticed that and said something..

“The gloves are very strong.”

“I know. I can't take any shock. I guess it's for safety..”

First of all, the aircraft itself was focused on ‘defense’..

It wasn't to the point where it could be called heavily armored, but the area around the cockpit was definitely reinforced..

“The output itself is probably limited to about half..”

“half?”

“huh. Because even if there is no death,.”

Abel looked closely to see if there was anything else unusual..

“So how do you decide the winner??”

“It's simple. Until one side becomes inoperable or surrenders.”

“out of operation?”

“Joints are destroyed. Either the magic power runs out. In that case.”

“ah.”

After checking to some extent, Abel straightened his back and stood up..

“I'll take some rest.”

“okay.”

Abel left Iolin, who was still examining the aircraft, and sat down on a chair prepared on one side..

Of course, it wasn't just about resting, it was about checking tactics in my head..

‘The skill gap will be greatly reduced in many ways..’

Tito's defense power has been strengthened, but his attack power has been greatly reduced..

So what changes??

No matter how much difference in skill there is, the chances of a match being won in an instant are reduced..

This was because an attack that would have been a critical hit originally had a high probability of remaining a critical hit..

Also, the side that uses something like a thin sword will be at a considerable disadvantage. Because the damage will be reduced.

‘Like Iolin.’

The sword that Iolin used was slightly thinner than average. It is not the same as a sword commonly called a rapier..

Using weakened power and strengthened armor will be disadvantageous in many ways..

But strangely, I couldn't imagine her being eliminated early on..

‘Well, my nose is three dicks.’

The entry list came out a few days ago, so I was able to check out the faces of those participating this time..

There is only one person who can be said to be overwhelmingly strong.

He was a former mercenary called the Jackal of the Twin Swords..

He was a mercenary, but he was a high-level Gigant Rider, and he was an outstanding person who participated in the subjugation team several times..

‘Isn't it against the law for a person like that to participate in a tournament like this?.’

It's a bit dissatisfying, but the jackal was probably invited by the stadium rather than a voluntary participant..

No matter how much of an event tournament it is, if there is not a single worthy player, it will receive less attention..

In the first place, event tournaments are competitions in which everyone except official players and active knights can participate..

‘First of all, Jackal is the favorite to win..’

Aside from that, there were quite a few people who were not as good as the jackals, but were quite outstanding..

In addition, two second-year and one third-year academy cadets participated..

Iolin, who had finished inspecting the Gigant, asked Abel, who was reviewing the game information in his head, a question..

“There are a total of 16 participants this time.?”

It's not like he asked without knowing, but Abel answered sincerely..

“okay. You have to play a total of 4 times to win..”

“It's a pretty tight schedule..”

“I guess it's an event. It's not a game that only looks at skill..”

If it were a formal tournament, there would be plenty of rest time for players to improve their condition, but this is a one-day event..

Even though it started in the morning and ended late at night, it could be said to be a fairly leisurely schedule..

“Distribution of physical strength is also important..”

“yes. If you use up all your strength in one game, you will be eliminated in vain..”

“You might face an absurd opponent in your first match..”

“that's right. You also have to be lucky.”

Iolin was silent for a moment and then opened his mouth..

“If possible, I'd like to fight with you too.”

At Iolin's sudden words, Abel raised his head and said with a smile:.

“Then we should at least make it to the semifinals..”

“you?”

“……Did you take a shot? You're surprisingly good at speaking.”

Iolin tilted his head slightly..

From what I could see, it seemed like he was serious and not joking..

Abel realized this and shook his head..

“You have great confidence..”

“No matter who my opponent is, I have no intention of losing..”

“is it… … . Well, this is the competition I participated in after all..”

Is that realistically possible or impossible?.

“First of all, we should aim for the win..”

3Let's just do it. With that mindset, nothing will happen..

“good. Then let's compete in the finals..”

“huh.”

Iolin nodded slightly and took out the practice sword he had brought..

Abel also saw this and got up from his chair and took out his sword..

Huh-!

When I swung the heavy sword vertically, my muscles responded thrillingly..

There were two hours left until the game..

*       *       *

-Audiences who came early this weekend! welcome!

A loud voice echoed throughout the stadium. The host today was none other than Doyle..

Everyone has preconceptions about Doyle because of his scary appearance and bulky body, but he was actually quite eloquent..

Doyle held the voice amplification artifact in his hand and shouted loudly..

-There are a total of 16 participants in this tournament! Sixteen warriors pour out all their might……!

As he spoke, the audience cheered loudly, expressing their anticipation for the game..

Of course, not all the audience cheered so enthusiastically..

“Did I say that I am a jackal who is looking forward to today??”

“yes. He is a former mercenary who participated in the punitive force and achieved outstanding results several times..”

center of the audience.

People sitting in the seats with the best view of the stadium.

Unlike the audience around them, they were 'invited' people..

In other words, it means that they are people with extraordinary wealth or status..

It was natural that a barrier was placed only around the audience seats where they were sitting..

“Hmm. Aside from the jackal, this guy also seemed to be quite outstanding..”

“It's Damien. There is a story about him working in an underground fighting ring..”

Instead of cheering, they chatted and evaluated the participants one by one..

“There are a total of 5 academy cadets. Isn’t it a lot more than usual??”

“That's quite a lot. Since the tournament was held two days after Arete Fighting Arena, the number of participants must have been insufficient..”

“If it's Arete, there's nothing you can do..”

Arete is rated as the highest level fighting arena..

Although it is two days later, it is almost impossible to participate in back-to-back tournaments in terms of physical strength..

In fact, it could be said that it was thanks to him that both Abel and Iolin were able to participate in this tournament..

There are many other reasons as well.

“But it's a first year. It's a little interesting.”

“Isn’t it just filling in the numbers??”

“Well, I guess so. Regardless of whether you have talent or not, if you are a first year student,…….”

When people who like to talk are talking for a long time.

The woman who had been sitting in the front seat and had been silent the whole time opened her mouth..

“well.”

She, with her impressive purple hair and eyes, opened her mouth without taking her eyes off the list in her hand..

“My thoughts are a little different..”

“Is that so??”

“Umm. I guess I was wrong..”

Then the others suddenly began to deny their opinions..

While desperately watching.

Because it was none other than ‘Deborah’ who said those words..

“Even though it's just a feeling.”

It was just a feeling, but her sense was pretty good..

It was thanks to 'perception' that he rose from the status of a fallen nobleman to become a wealthy man..

Deborah raised her head and looked at the stadium..

Riders were just entering the stadium for their first race..

Cooung-!

Among them, there were some who noticed Deborah's 'feel'..

Academy 1st year cadet.

It was Abel.

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