Yuzuki had this adorable quirk—whenever her na ca up, she’d perk up and get flustered.
In the brief mont she hesitated, Choi Shia, Ping Tao, and I swatted away the falling feathers.
“Tch, showing off when you can’t even block properly? Typical Japanese.”
“What does nationality have to do with this?”
Kotone shot Ping Tao a glare that was sharp enough to kill, then regained her composure, directing her swords to intercept the remaining feathers.
As the blades danced and cleared the sky, Ping Tao seized her mont.
“HYAAAAAH!”
BOOM!
With a fierce war cry, she leaped into the air and drove her spear into the Glass Peacock’s wing as if skewering lamb skewers. One wing shattered, making it much easier to deal with the feather barrage.
“GRAAAAHHH!”
The Glass Peacock cried out, flailing its injured wing.
Indeed, Ping Tao was as strong as her story placent suggested—stronger than the Glass Peacock, but not by much.
“Well, impressive. To achieve that with pure mana control…”
Even Kotone couldn’t help but praise her.
“If I had to compare her to soone on our side, it’d be Han Suji.”
“Well, I’m not as dumb or reckless as her.”
True, but…
“You’re dumb in bed, though.”
“Wha—hey! That’s… ugh.”
Han Suji’s face turned as red as a beet.
That’s right. Unlike Ping Tao, Han Suji at least had so common sense. She wasn’t the type to foam at the mouth over negative comnts about her country, unlike Ping Tao.
“Hyyaaaaaah!”
Suddenly, Ping Tao let out a war cry, assuming a throwing stance midair.
“Oh, could it be the rumored teoric Destruction Spear?”
The original na was indeed “teoric Destruction Spear.” In the original story, Ping Tao officially claid it was strong enough to destroy teors. By the later chapters, however, Korean fans referred to the technique as the “Shish Kebab Spear.”
Sohow, Ping Tao always reminded of Chinese beer, and with that, my mind wandered to lamb skewers. Honestly, the na “teoric Destruction Spear” didn’t fit—it was more like the “Lamb Skewer Spear.”
“If it’s that move, then it must be—”
“Yes, it’s the Lamb Skewer Spear.”
I said it half-jokingly. After all, it really did look like a skewer. The na was inspired by sothing that paired well with Chinese beer.
But the funny part ca when Ping Tao hurled her spear through the air.
“Lamb Skewer Spear!”
…Was Ping Tao out of her mind? Did she seriously just call it that?
BOOOOOOM!
Ping Tao’s “Lamb Skewer Spear” obliterated the Glass Peacock.
Despite defeating the dungeon boss, Ping Tao’s face stiffened. It made sense—delivering the finishing blow with sothing called the “Lamb Skewer Spear” was downright laughable.
“Oh my, your na is Ping Tao, but your ultimate move is the Lamb Skewer?”
Kotone couldn’t resist teasing her.
“No! My ultimate move is the teoric Destruction Spear!”
As if that made it better. She was the one who ssed up, yet here she was, flustered and defensive.
“Then why did you call it the Lamb Skewer Spear?”
“Because that damned Yoo Eun-ha started calling it that!”
“Seriously? A martial artist should focus during battle. How could you ss up because of so offhand comnt? And to make it worse, you just went along with it. How simple-minded can you be? Immature and naive, that’s what you are.”
“What did you say?! Let’s settle this today—China versus Japan!”
Kotone smirked while Ping Tao fud, ready to pick a fight. What a simple woman. Truly.
But honestly, why did martial artists feel the need to shout out the nas of their moves? I had created my own bizarre technique, the “White Fla of Destruction,” but I’d been wondering lately if yelling out the na was really necessary.
“Wow, even the Chinese are strong.”
“Yeah, it makes feel small as soone in Class A.”
The four students, excluding the heroines, sank into self-doubt. It was understandable. With soone as powerful as Ping Tao here, the ordinary cadets must have felt the disparity.
After all, even Creepmary had been a hunter before coming here. Hunters joining the cadet academy was like a massacre waiting to happen.
Why did hunters even enroll in Hansung?
It wasn’t about raising the academy’s standards—it was about breaking the competitive spirit of ordinary cadets. It all felt unfair.
“Oh well.”
‘Should I just throw my White Fla of Destruction at the Blue House and be done with it?’
Imagine a tiny dragon launching a nuclear strike on the Blue House—adorable, right?
No, that wouldn’t do. Besides, most of the Class A students were heroines anyway. The other students would probably fall away naturally.
Still, I was a kind dragon at heart. I knew how to comfort others in tis like this.
“Hey, it’s not your fault. Don’t feel too defeated.”
“Really?”
“Of course. Look at her—she’s a big shot from China. You should be proud to share a class with soone like that. It ans you’re impressive too, being able to compete with her.”
Wait… two boys and two girls? This team composition was… suspicious. It looked like they’d been paired up deliberately. Should I… disrupt their budding relationships?
“No, Yoo Eun-ha. You can’t say things like that.”
“Why not? I was just trying to comfort them—maybe even take them to a motel for a talk. Ow!”
Reyna poked my side, clearly embarrassed.
“Hey, why is Reyna suddenly involved?”
“You need to set a good example as a mother!”
“Why are you creating misunderstandings?”
“Yoo Eun-ha, you’re just like those married won pretending to be single while cheating! You already have , your legal wife!”
“For the last ti, I’m not married! And stop pulling my ear!”
Honestly, Reyna wasn’t even my child, but…
SCREEEEEEEECH!
The Glass Peacock, which should have been dead, let out a screeching noise like nails on a chalkboard.
“See? You should be taking this seriously. It’s not over yet.”
“Oh, the third phase.”
The dungeon clear notification hadn’t appeared yet. I vaguely recalled the Glass Peacock having a third phase.
When defeated, tiny Glass Peacocks, like spiderlings, would burst out of its body.
In the original story, this part had driven the protagonist Choi Si-woo and the heroines to the brink of despair.
KRRRRRRRRRK!
Sure enough, as I’d predicted, dozens of tiny, grotesque Glass Peacocks erged from the boss’s shattered body, spreading out like spiderlings.
“I could just burn them all…”
I glanced at Kotone.
With her Hundred Blades, she could probably wipe them out in no ti.
“Well, Eun-ha. Why don’t you show us your skills this ti?”
“Are you sulking because of what I said earlier?”
Was she mad because of my teasing?
“No, I’m just curious.”
“Alright.”
I couldn’t let her down. Drawing my sword, I surrounded it with white flas and swung at the swarm of tiny Glass Peacocks.
FWOOOOSH!
The white flas flowed like water from my blade, rapidly filling the boss room.
The countless tiny Glass Peacocks floating near the ceiling were engulfed by the white flas, burning away into nothingness.
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