TL: FoodieMonster007
It was yet another peaceful morning at the White Dragon Manor.
As always, the day began with the students' screams.
"Kuueeek!"
With a sound like a pig being slaughtered, Hyonwon Kang went flying through the air before crashing into the ground.
That wasn't the end of it. One after another, Geo Sangwoong, Ya Suhyeok, Yeo Min, and Wiji Cheon all landed on top of him. The ground trembled four more tis as dust clouds rose.
"Cough! Cough! Get off , you pigs! I can't breathe!"
Pinned at the bottom, Hyonwon Kang struggled and shoved his seniors and juniors away.
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"Damn it! Why am I always the one at the bottom?" he scread, feeling utterly wronged.
"Well, Wonkang, that's because you're always the first one to get hit and sent flying," Geo Sangwoong said, pushing his junior's face aside as he got up.
There was no ti to complain. Morning training had only just begun.
"Just because the holidays are coming up, does that an you punks can slack off?" Baek Suryong barked.
He was wearing a set of loose pajamas, his hair was barely tied back, and his sword was casually slung over his shoulder.
"You're already excited about lazing around, huh? Even after completely botching the final exam," he grumbled, narrowing his eyes dangerously.
The students flinched. It was true that they had made a ss of the academy. If Baek Suryong hadn't used his influence as the famous Azure Dragon Hero, they could have been suspended or even expelled.
Yeo Min hesitantly raised her hand in protest. "But… Mr. Baek, weren't you the one who told us to use any ans necessary?"
"That's right!"
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"We just did what we were taught!"
"We learned it all from you!"
"The student surpasses the master! A chip off the old block! Cook the hunting dog after the hunt is over!"
"…Hey, your last idiom is wrong."
Following Yeo Min's lead, the others also voiced their grievances.
Baek Suryong smirked. "Why are you complaining? All of you did well. So of your tricks were so ingenious that even I didn't expect them. I could tell that everyone worked hard this sester."
The students, who had braced for a scolding, widened their eyes. So even got teary-eyed at the unexpected praise.
""Mr. Baek…""
Of course, it didn't end there.
Baek Suryong raised an eyebrow, and his expression turned serious. "What I really don't understand is why not a single one of you managed to complete your mission. I told you to use any ans necessary to complete your missions, not turn the academy into a war zone. Right?"
""T-That's…""
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Dragging the tip of his sword along the ground, Baek Suryong slowly approached the students.
Sensing danger, they instinctively stepped back.
Baek Suryong smiled. "Shall I go first?"
Hyonwon Kang shuddered. Baek Suryong's words contained a hidden threat. Unless they attacked first, they were finished.
Once again, he took the lead, shouting, "Damn it! Either way, it's the sa! Beat Up Baek Suryong Formation Number 138, go!"
"…Why does the number always end in 8?"
"That's a secret!"
Everyone sighed as they watched Hyonwon Kang, who was charging ahead again despite getting beaten up over and over again.
"Does that guy ever learn?"
"Well, thanks to him, at least I won't be at the bottom this ti."
Grumbling, they all followed Hyonwon Kang and surrounded Baek Suryong.
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Feeling the auras of his students closing in from all sides, Baek Suryong grinned.
They've all improved a lot. Now, if I'm not careful, they might even graze my clothes.
Drawing the Azure Dragon Sword from its sheath, he muttered, "You're still nowhere near where I want you to be, though."
CLANG! CRASH! BOOOOOM!
Another storm swept through the training grounds.
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