Kieran walked in.
He should be the last one to arrive.
After he went in, the gatekeeper also came in and closed the door.
Kieran glanced at the gatekeeper with the corner of his eyes before he looked at the room in front of him.
The room inside the building was bigger than it looked. It was the size of a football field, and it was in the shape of a square. There was no up or down, nor was there any left or right.
Although the rough cement walls and floor had been cleaned beforehand, they still gave off a dirty feeling.
A few wires hung down from the ceiling, and a big light bulb was connected to the wires. It was crude and simple, just like the decorations around it.
Other than a few rusty racks, there was nothing else.
The place used to be a warehouse, but after it was abandoned for some reason, it became a gathering place for the Dark Eaters.
The Dark Eaters were either leaning against the wall or squatting in the corner. The only thing they had in common was that there were more or less items placed in front of them.
Kieran walked around the room, carefully inspecting the items on the table.
Most of them were cooking ingredients.
A few of them were cooking utensils.
Sporadically, there were some incomplete written records and some other items that Kieran couldn't figure out what they were for.
In short, the value wasn't high.
At least among the cooking ingredients and cooking utensils, Kieran rarely saw anything above the Rare rank.
Kieran wasn't disappointed though.
Before he came, his men had described the gathering of Dark Eaters to him in detail. The Dark Eaters were a bunch of looters, so it was hard for them to keep the good stuff, or even if they did, they wouldn't put it on display.
At least, they wouldn't take it out at the start.
Every time, they would have to go through some 'warm-up' before the good stuff would be revealed.
If he had enough time, Kieran wouldn't mind watching the 'warm-up' of the Dark Eaters, but unfortunately, he didn't have the time.
So …
Bang, Bang Bang!
Kieran walked up to the door and knocked on the wooden frame beside him with a little force.
The sudden noise immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the room.
All of them looked at Kieran with unfriendly gazes.
Then …
Bang, bang, bang!
One by one, their heads exploded at the same time, like a burst of incomplete fireworks.
Thump, thump!
Corpses fell to the ground one after another.
In the beginning, that was what Kieran had planned to do.
What else was more suitable than [Half-dead's Gaze] if he wanted to kill all the Dark Eaters in the room in a short period of time without making a sound?
No!
Even [Devil's Burning], the spell that was most suited for offense, would emit heat and attract unnecessary attention.
Emerald green, orange red, gold.
It suddenly bloomed!
Even the glaring lights could not conceal this radiance!
Kieran walked over with a smile on his face.
…
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Colorful fireworks bloomed in the night sky, and the students on the float cheered. The students who were participating in the anniversary celebration were jumping and waving their arms.
As the conductor of the freshmen's float, Standler had to separate himself from the joyful crowd.
It wasn't that he didn't want the cheers.
It was that he had to calculate the time and steer the float, so he couldn't afford to be distracted.
The former, the slightest mistake would turn the freshmen into a laughingstock, and he couldn't bear the responsibility.
The latter?
It would be even more dangerous!
Almost everyone in Theorate had gathered, even the main road was narrow. A single misstep from the driver could result in casualties.
One needed to know, even the 4th and 5th year students might not be able to withstand the impact of such a big float.
Then, Standler unconsciously thought of Kieran.
"If it's the First Seat …"
"Hmm, I might be the one to die."
After Standler came up with a similar assumption in his mind, he shook his head repeatedly in fear. He knew very well what kind of existence his First Seat was.
Daring to crash his float?
He would destroy your float and kill you!
Although Standler didn't know what method Kieran would use, he somehow had the same confidence.
Similar to how he was confident that his creative float could win the first round.
'Just you wait!
I'll make you look at me in a different light! '
Standler's battle intent boiled when he thought about the hesitation on the freshmen's faces against his creative float.
Ring Ring Ring!
The alarm clock beside the driver's seat rang. Standler quickly recollected his thoughts. He had set the alarm, so it was time for them to enter the venue.
The first round had begun!
Standler stepped on the pedal again and drove the float steadily towards the gymnasium.
At the top of the float were all sorts of strange, bloody, bandaged freshmen, looking listless. As the float moved forward, their bodies swayed unconsciously, looking like a bunch of lifeless zombies.
Even when the float got closer to the gymnasium, they didn't look forward at all.
It was …
Too ugly!
It was an anniversary celebration, not Halloween.
Who the hell dressed up like that?
If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't beat Standler, the freshmen would have quit.
The freshmen were filled with despair as they got closer to the gymnasium.
They thought they would become a laughing stock when the sun rose tomorrow.
The gymnasium, which had gone through a certain incident, was opened to the public again on the anniversary.
This year's freshmen were the last to enter the gymnasium.
The floats of the 5th, 4th, 3rd, and 2nd years were already parked in front of the gymnasium.
Compared to Standler's effort in dressing up, the 2nd years were also putting in their best effort. Flowers resembling sunflowers were placed around the float, and on top of the float was an elephant's head. The elephant's trunk was moving up and down along with the roar of the engine.
The third-years' float was much quieter. White oil-paper umbrellas were held in the hands of the third-years, and the First Swordsman was kneeling in the middle with his longsword placed across his knees. If it wasn't for the atmosphere, everyone would think that the First Swordsman was going to a duel and not to participate in the anniversary celebration.
"What a disappointment."
Amid her lazy and seductive words, Renata in a leather coat swung the whip in her hand at the First Seat swordsman.
Pak!
The sound of the whip immediately attracted everyone's attention.
All the boys couldn't hold back their saliva when they saw Renata in her leather coat, especially when they saw the steel poles on the float and the colorful neon lights. Some of the boys couldn't help but think of something and their body temperature started to rise.
Renata's sharp senses noticed all these.
Her face got even more seductive, but she was laughing coldly in her heart.
'Hmph, men.'
She coldly grunted in disdain, but a figure suddenly flashed in her heart.
The man was special.
Although he was a man, he was different from other men.
He wasn't just strong, he was tenacious as well. He wouldn't fall for her charms and treated her the same.
Only such a man could be called a man!
As the thought lingered in her heart, the seductive smile on Renata's face got more seductive. Those students and temporary students who weren't qualified to board the float unconsciously moved closer to the 4th years' float.
"First Seat, we are going to lose again in the first round."
The First Seat of the 5th years said to Tai with a smile.
Although he was sighing, he didn't look depressed at all. Instead, he was still smiling and didn't mind at all.
"Renata's advantage in the first round is too big.
We will just have to get it back in the second round. "
First Seat said with a cup of tea in his hand.
The others around him nodded in agreement.
Although this was not the official Gourmet Battle, their pride as fifth-year students made it impossible for them to admit defeat just like that.
While all of the fifth-year students were filled with confidence, the First Seat of the fifth-year students, Tai, looked at the freshman's float.
Even though he received reliable information that the monster freshman had entered the E-15 Mystic State, he felt like something was hidden there.
"We lost!"
Standler looked at the crowd gathered around the 4th year's float and his face turned into a grimace.
What a bunch of mortals!
Why would they be attracted by a human body?
His urban legend and creative ghost float was obviously more attractive, okay?
Look at that blood-drenched murderer!
Look at that creepy and creepy lady in white!
Look at that ferocious Frankenstein!
Which one of them wasn't better looking than her?
How tasteless!
"That's why I told you, your idea won't work."
Maica looked at the 4th years' float that had started to move.
As the float with the most people around, it would be the first one to enter the venue.
"What's so great about it? Didn't he get beaten up by the First Seat?"
Standler grunted angrily at the 4th years' float that flew away.
"Even if you stay true to yourself, a plain face can still gain favor."
Maica pointed at the 3rd years' float that entered the venue.
"She got beaten up by the First Seat too!"
Standler emphasized.
"Even a child's interest can resonate!"
Maica looked at the 3rd year's float that entered the venue.
"Do you think he didn't cry like a child when the First Seat beat him up?"
Standler said with disdain.
Then, it was the 5th years' float.
Before Maica could say anything, Standler said, "A bunch of rotten bastards! How can you be so arrogant when the First Seat beat you up?"
"Don't you think you look like a defeated dog now?"
Maica mercilessly poked at his friend's sore spot.
"At least I didn't get beaten up by the First Seat!"
Standler said, pretending to be tough.
"Can't you see the reality?"
Maica sighed.
"You got beaten up by the First Seat too!"
Standler emphasized again.
Maica looked at his friend. If Standler wasn't driving, Maica swore he would use his fists to show his friend the pain of being beaten up.
The freshmen's float slowly entered the venue.
The gymnasium was filled to the brim.
The staff, teachers, and professors were all there.
Even the bandaged and wheelchair-bound ones were no exception.
These people were especially concerned about the freshmen's float. When they saw the black figure wasn't on the float, they heaved a breath of relief and their conversations got louder.
"That bastard isn't here?!"
"Seems like the news is true!"
"He really went into the Mystic State!"
"If that's the case, don't blame us. Without him, those freshmen are in for a bad time!"
…
Standler and Maica couldn't hear the conversation on the stage. They got off the float and followed the instructions to the freshmen's ring.
There were a total of 7 rings in the gymnasium, 1 big and 6 small.
At this moment, the largest arena and the one in the corner were empty.
The other 5 rings were marked with the nameplates of each year.
Each ring had around 30 people standing on it, all of them came down from the float and were considered the elites of each year.
These elites would have to fight for the 10 spots on the big ring.
Every 5th year student would get a spot, two 4th year students would get a spot, three 3rd year students would get a spot, and so on and so forth.
In simple words, if the freshmen were challenged, all 5 freshmen could fight at the same time.
Of course …
Even if all 5 freshmen fought at the same time, the chances of winning against the 4th and 5th year students were slim.
Therefore, the freshmen were just there to go through the motions.
What caught people's attention was the battle between the upper years. Therefore, this informal segment became the most anticipated show other than the food competition.
However, today was a little different.
A lot of people were sizing up the freshmen.
"The atmosphere doesn't feel right."
Standler, who was standing on the ring, said to Maica beside him.
"Em, there are a couple of ill-intentioned people staring at us."
Maica nodded and looked at the ill-intentioned gazes from the upper year students. Maica didn't back down at all.
"These guys aren't trying to …"
Standler, who wasn't an idiot, thought of something right away.
"I guess it is what you are thinking."
Maica's face turned serious.
"Sh * t, the First Seat isn't here, we …"
"Our chances of winning are slim, maybe even zero, but … it doesn't mean we have to give up. I don't want the First Seat to come back and face a bunch of people who ran away without a fight!"
Maica said as he looked around at his friends and classmates who were feeling anxious. He then started to tie up his knuckles.
The opponent was right in front of him, why should he back down?
Kill him!
It was what Maica believed in all this while.
As for winning or losing?
They would know after a fight!
Standler took a few quick deep breaths and calmed himself down when he saw Maica tighten his belt. He turned around to the freshmen behind him.
"Some guys are trying to intimidate us while the First Seat isn't here.
As a matter of fact, they have been wanting to do so for a long time.
It was only because of the First Seat that they were able to hold on until now. Now that the First Seat has left, they finally have a chance.
They are ready to teach us a lesson, I don't think we should sit back and wait for our doom. "
"Surrender? Admit defeat? "
"That's not what we want either.
I want to fight! "
Standler said loudly.
After his words subsided, the First Seat scratched his head and looked ashamed. "It's a little embarrassing to say it out loud, but the reason why I dared to do this to these upper year students who are much stronger than us is because the First Seat is behind us!"
"The First Seat has left because of some matters, but he will come back one day. When he comes back, the First Seat will make us pay back ten times, no, a hundred times for what we have suffered!"
"So …"
Standler took in a deep breath, turned around, and mustered all his strength to raise his middle finger at the freshmen in the ring. He shouted, "Come on! Fight! "
The freshmen were stunned for a moment before they raised their middle finger at the freshmen in unison.
They shouted in unison —
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