Chapter 140: Identity of the Villain (1)
Back at the Academy, Vikir thought back to last night's events.
'That guy with the black sack. He must have used the blunt technique of the Quovadis, right?
He had the word 'Ephebo' tattooed on his chest.
He had the skills of an advanced Graduator, so it took so effort to deal with him.
That didn't stop him from running away halfway through, which was a sha.
'Tomorrow night, I'll have to go around even more intensely. I'll have to hit every place that slls like a demon, and I'm sure I'll see him again.'
If you don't want to co out, you won't be able to.
I'm going to wipe out all the businesses the demons have set up in the human world.
'Demons love human blood, especially the blood of children, so we'll focus on the most vulnerable orphanages, hospitals, and monasteries.... I need to beco a Sword Master as soon as possible to make the hunt a little smoother.'
Vikir is currently a Superior Graduator, having fully regained the strength of his forr life.
Combined with the protection of the River Styx, the magic sword Beelzebub, the Baskerville 10-style swordsmanship, and the experience gained from slaying countless demons, he can now truly compete with a Sword Master.
Considering he's only 18 years old, there's a lot of room for improvent.
"First, the seventh tooth. I need to master the Baskerville seven tooth technique first....'
Vikir was mulling over his thoughts.
"Okay, everyone!"
A voice snapped Vikir out of his thoughts.
A second-year girl stood in front of the first-year students and focused their attention.
Her natag reads sothing like this.
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Club.
A student organization is also known as a circle, society, club, etc.
This club, called Ryukeion, is a small newspaper club run by about 30 students.
However, despite their small size, their influence was enormous.
The daily newspaper, which was a mix of news from inside and outside the academy, always sold like hotcakes and was in great demand outside the academy.
Students wanted to know what was going on inside the academy, no matter how small, as soon as possible, while parents and stakeholders outside the academy wanted to know more.
It's no wonder that the world's eyes were on this group of young people, who would later beco world changers.
And Vikir was one of the most desperate for information.
By day, he lives as a normal student inside the academy, hiding his identity, and by night, he's a hunter who goes out and hunts demons.
To do so, he must utilize the information inside the academy to the fullest.
The only way to know what happened at night faster than the morning newspaper, and what happened during the day faster than the evening newspaper, is to join the organization that produces the morning and evening newspapers.
A newspaper inside an academy like Ryukeion.
'By the way, they don't have many mbers, surprisingly.'
Vikir turned his head to look around at the scene inside the newspaper departnt.
The room was filled with magical printing presses that printed mana screens onto paper, and various photographic materials.
However, the number of people in the room was small.
A few sophomores led the freshn in the club. The rest were freshn like Vikir.
The current first-year entries for the newspaper were as follows.
Don Quixote Tudor (Class A, Cold).
Sinclair (Class A, Hot).
Sancho Barataria (Class A, Cold).
Usher Bianca (Class B, Cold).
Piggy (Class B, Cold).
Vikir (Class B, Cold).
In the beginning, there were more newcors.
But Ryukeion is a very demanding club, and the workload is too much for a hobby club to handle.
Furthermore, at the academy, where exams are so rigorous that even the slightest neglect of personal study can result in a detention, it was impossible to combine schoolwork with the club unless you were extrely talented.
Moreover, the head of the newspaper departnt, Saint Dolores Rune Quovadis, is known to be a workaholic, so it's no wonder the freshn are falling apart at the seams.
Worse, it's rumored that being a staff journalist for Dolores' newspaper is harder than midterms and finals.
The remaining freshn were a tough bunch.
One of the sophomores gathered the freshn together and asked.
"How did you guys end up in the newspaper? We're known for our discipline here at Ryukeion."
Tudor was the first to answer.
"Hahaha, I'm an alpha male, so it's no problem, academics, clubs, I can do it all!"
It was the confidence of a top student in the Cold Class and a mber of a seventh-generation family.
Sancho was the next to speak.
"Hmm. I stayed because I don't want people to think I'm just a strong-minded fool. The newspaper club sounds like sothing intelligent, and I want to be an intelligent man."
Everyone was a little surprised by the unexpectedly serious answer.
Piggy was next.
"Well, I originally like collecting and analyzing information... ... I think it's my calling!"
He stuttered a lot, but it was still a pretty bold ambition.
This ti, it was Sinclair, a good student, who spoke up.
"Isn't money, information, and power inseparable in the first place? Of those, I think information is the most dominant."
It was an answer that accurately understood the inseparable dynamics that move the world.
Finally, Bianca spoke up.
"Ugh. I was tricked into joining by Dolores."
"Tricked?" Everyone looked at her in disbelief.
Bianca hesitated for a mont before answering truthfully.
"He told
this was a 'sniping' club...."
She wasn't wrong. Every once in a while, there's an article in the newspaper about sniping soone.
When Bianca finished, we all laughed heartily.
One of the sophomore captains giggled and patted Bianca on the shoulder.
"Well, by that asure, we are a sniper club. Look at this article!"
She showed them a sports article on page two of the last issue of the morning paper.
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