After receiving dical treatnt and being questioned by the Military Police commissioner, we were permitted to leave.
The walk back to the hotel was quiet as we realized that we were now less in number than we were when we ca to this city.
Interestingly, unlike in the novel, where around twenty cadets were killed out of eighty-nine during the massacre, in this reality, only six died.
Surprisingly, despite the fact that two vampires attacked us instead of one, and even though it wasn't my intention, my active participation in the story's plot resulted in us saving more lives than the main characters did in the novel.
Although I think I was the one who caused two vampires to attack us instead of one to begin with.
But let's not point fingers, yeah?
Besides, I got a lot of Edit Points out of this whole ordeal, so I am happy.
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Edit Points: 3,578
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After arriving at the hotel, we took a short rest before being accompanied by five senior instructors from the academy.
Even though we were going to use the teleportation gate to go back, they still ca since they had to inspect the banquet hall and handle so police affairs.
And the dead bodies of the cadets who died will also be retrieved by them. The academy will hand out those dead bodies to their families themselves.
Currently, we were on the rooftop of the skyscraper where the teleportation gate was located.
As I looked up at the night sky, which was adorned with a twinkling stream of stars, I found myself unable to contain a deep sigh, "Haaa."
We were about to get back to the academy. This ans the King's Tournant arc was about to start.
You see, the Cadet Council president at Global Military Academy is not elected through voting but rather through a sports tournant.
It's quite clear where I am going with all this, isn't it?
In just a few weeks, our sester exams will begin.
Upon their completion, the first and second-year cadets will participate in the anticipated sports tournant – the King's Tournant.
The winner of that sports tournant will be crowned as the new president of the academy.
When the academic year cos to an end and the third-year cadets, along with the current Cadet Council president, will graduate, the crowned president will officially take over as the new head of the Council.
It's a highly prestigious position that cos with imnse responsibility, and the King's Tournant is the ultimate test to determine who is worthy of holding that title.
Now, I personally am not particularly fond of titles or power. I much rather prefer to operate from the shadows and manipulate events from behind the scenes.
However, I have made a promise to Quinn that I will take care of Kai Wiseman by the ti of the tournant.
In hindsight, I'm beginning to realize that promising Quinn to that wasn't the wisest decision.
Why is that, one may ask?
Well, in the heat of the mont when I made him that promise, I forgot that a vampire attack was set to occur during the King's Tournant at the academy.
This ti, the vampires won't be re assassins or spies; rather, they'll be highly skilled soldiers.
Their objective will be to eliminate Nero Dekrauf.
He would've gained worldwide popularity by that ti due to the rumors about his supposed Gift to possess absolute control over an elent spreading.
My point is it would be difficult for to deal with both Kai Wiseman and the vampire assault side by side.
At first, I thought that I would leave the task of handling the impending vampire assault to Nero.
However, recent events have made it painfully clear that I can no longer rely on the novel's predetermined plotline.
The re fact of my presence in this reality creates a continuous ripple effect, constantly altering events and outcos.
Thus, I cannot even consider the novel's events as a reliable reference point anymore.
That ans I have to actively participate in the vampire assault during the King's Tournant.
I can't make the mistake of relying on the main characters like I did earlier today since it almost got killed.
I have to be prepared for the unexpected dangers that lie ahead.
I can't wait for threats to co to ; I have to take the fight to them.
I can't be defensive and react to events as they happen.
Instead, I need to predict and plan for every possibility, think strategically, and, most importantly, grow stronger.
Haa, I can already see that it's going to be a drag.
Fine, I have decided. First, I'll deal with Kai Wiseman and then craft strategies to deal with the vampire assault during the tournant.
I will take one problem at a ti, solve them, and make it through the second arc of the main story just like I survived the first one.
"Heyo!"
Clap—!!
I heard a voice exclaim, interrupting my thoughts. A hand slamd against my shoulder and wrapped around .
I knew who it was. It was Kent.
"When will you stop jumping on ?" I asked, recognizing his voice and turning my head to look at him.
"When did I ever do sothing like that? Hehe," Kent replied with a shaless grin plastered on his face.
I sighed and stroked my eyebrows before rembering sothing. "How are your injuries?" I asked.
eaglesnovɐ1,сoМ "Oh, yeah, I'm good now," Kent nodded, checking his body with a short glance before turning to . "Thank you for asking and giving that healing potion."
"Don't ntion it," I waved my hand dismissively.
"Yeah, though I still feel bad that I wasn't able to help you guys fight against that vampire," Kent said before letting out a dejected sigh and dropping his head.
"Kent, you were injured," I reminded him and patted his back. "It's not your fault that you couldn't fight. Don't beat yourself up about it. Besides, this wasn't the last fight we had to face. There are many more battles ahead of us. You'll get your chance to shine and help then."
"True," Kent nodded, letting out another sigh. But then, as if he rembered sothing, he quickly turned his head towards .
"By the way, I heard it was you who dealt the last blow to that vampire," he said.
I frowned. "Where did you hear that from?"
This news shouldn't have spread this fast.
I an, almost everyone knew that Anastasia, Nero and I fought against Magnus, but they should assu it was Nero who dealt the last blow, not .
Until we submit our detailed reports to the academy, no one should know that it was .
"Ah, well, I actually overheard Anastasia and Nero talking about it while I was in the infirmary," Kent explained, scratching the back of his head.
"I see," I muttered understandingly. "It's true. But I need you to keep this news to yourself. I don't want any unnecessary attention right now."
"Got it," Kent nodded in agreent. "But hey, you're really sothing else. Taking down a vampire like that, I an. It's pretty amazing, Lucas."
I chuckled softly, seeing the stars in his eyes. "Thanks, but it was a team effort. I couldn't have done it without Anastasia and Nero."
I wasn't lying.
I may have dealt the last blow, but I alone couldn't have done it without Nero and Anastasia keeping him occupied.
In terms of strength and skills, they both were on par with Magnus. One can even argue that I just stole their kill.
"Okay, everyone! Listen to here! Form a neat line and enter the Gate one by one in an orderly manner. We are going back to the Global City."
Before Kent and I could continue our conversation, one of the senior instructors who ca to escort us back yelled to gain our attention.
The elven woman managing the Teleportation Gate pressed a button on her desk and a glowing violet rapture in the fabric of space appeared in front of us.
One by one, the cadets started to walk through the Teleportation Gate, disappearing into thin air, happy to return to the safe sanctuary that is the Global Academy.
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As I returned to my apartnt after saying goodbye to Kent and collapsed onto my bed, a deep sense of contentnt washed over .
Over the past few months, this place has truly beco my ho.
It's true what they say; there's no place like ho. Actually, I'd like to improve on that saying: There's no bed like your own.
"Huaaa~!"
With a contented yawn, I realized I had earned a good night's rest.
I was going to sleep soundly tonight and enjoy every minute of it.
I wasn't going to let anything disturb tonight. Yeah, no one can disturb tonight—
Ding, Dong—!!
Fuck.
Just as I was about to fall into my sweet slumber, I heard my doorbell ringing.
"Arghh!"
Rolling my eyes and grunting in frustration, I yelled, "Coming!"
Click—
Walking over to the door, I clicked it open and looked for the person who dared to disturb my rest.
[Good evening, cadet ranked 116969, Lucas Morningstar.]
Only turns out it wasn't a person but a robot who ca to disturb . A worker robot, to be specific – the droids who clean the streets and help with all kinds of stuff in the city.
"What is it? Soone sent a parcel, maybe?" I frowned. But even as I asked him that, I saw no parcel in the robot's hands.
Then why was a worker robot at my door?
[Negative. No one has sent you a parcel. Instead, you have been summoned by soone.]
"Hmm? Soone has called for ?" The frown on my face deepened upon hearing the robot's chanical voice. "Who?" I asked.
[Your weapon arts instructor, Leo Kurogami.]
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