The Regressed Young Master’s Guide to Living on Easy Mode

Chapter 197 : True Education



Creak.

Landfall enters the classroom.

Then he feels a familiar gaze.

A gaze that ignores him.

A gaze that has no interest in him.

A gaze that is interested, but cannot step forward.

Amid the various gazes, Landfall heads to his seat.

On the desk, the words 'Idiot Landfall' were written in red.

Landfall pulls out his chair and sits down. And after waiting for a while, he heard the sound of someone snickering. Landfall closed his eyes tightly as usual.

A moment later, with a thump! a foot comes up on Landfall's desk.

"Hey! Our Landfall! You're here? You got away well during the outdoor class?"

"Y-You guys, why are you doing this?"

"Why are we doing this? Hey! This bastard, did you just say that to me?"

The sound of snickering around grew louder.

"You've got some nerve! Hey guys, bring that."

At the sound of 'that', Landfall's body trembled like a leaf.

Soon, a stinking iron bucket came.

"Put it on."

A man roughly put the iron bucket on Landfall's head.

"Yeah, yeah, this is it!"

The iron bucket that was usually put on.

Darkness came to Landfall.

And this darkness had always tormented him.

But what about now?

-A disciple of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult does not yield in any situation. Landfall, you are a disciple of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult from today.

For the first time, he had a friend who treated him well.

-Even if you lost today, it's not forever. Training is not for nothing.

For the first time, he had a friend who believed in him.

Landfall calmly took off the iron bucket that had been put on him and looked straight into the eyes of the man who had been tormenting him.

The strongest knight in the 7th world is Lancelot.

On the other hand, the most respected knight is Drake von Arthur.

The head of the Drake ducal family, one of the only three in the 7th world.

And the person who was tormenting Landfall now was the third son of the Drake ducal family, Drake von Tree.

A genius who had reached the Sword Expert level at the age of 10 with his outstanding talent from a young age.

A commoner, and a special student who had come to the Soma Garden, Landfall was a being of a completely different class from the being in front of him now.

Such a Landfall looked at Drake von Tree head-on for the first time since coming here.

He had thought he would be different.

But a child, no different from himself, was standing on the other side.

Landfall looked straight into Drake's eyes and said.

"Don't bully me!"

For the first time, his voice did not tremble.

Surprisingly, it wasn't difficult once he did it.

At that moment, an unpleasant energy constricted his body. Landfall trembled all over.

"Interesting?"

Crack!

He lifts his leg. He brings it down as it is. The desk breaks exactly in half.

A few children who were around, seeing this scene, couldn't stand it and tried to get up. But at that moment, when they met Drake's angry eyes, they immediately lowered their eyes and sat back down.

"Kikiki. Idiots."

Drake, who saw that, laughs in a low voice. He glares at the ignorant person who had dared to rebel against him again.

"Oh! You're not lowering your eyes?"

"I told you not to bully me!"

"Did this bastard eat something wrong today? Lower your eyes."

"I don't want to!"

"I won't say it twice. Lower your eyes. If you don't want to become an idiot right now."

"I don't want to!"

"Hey, bring me my sword."

At Drake's words, one of the group he was with went to one side and brought a sword as big as himself, grunting.

"Here."

Rustle.

Drake, without even looking, drew the sword with one hand.

A dazzling sword blade was revealed.

"Say it again."

A sword with a creepy premonition.

He could tell at a glance that it was a famous sword made by carving a dragon bone that was only passed down in the Drake family.

Coming to this situation, Landfall could not be sure if what he was doing now was right.

"Say it, let's see if you can say the same thing even if that handsome forearm is gone."

The sword goes up.

Landfall closed his eyes tightly and said.

"Fuck! Don't pay attention to me anymore!"

"Yeah! I don't want to!"

The sword comes down.

Tears as big as marbles flowed from Landfall's two eyes.

And Murong Yoo's party was watching all this from outside.

Click.

Namgung Cheon grabs the hilt of his sword. He kicks off the ground as it is.

He jumps on the desk. Without hesitation, the sword.

He strikes down at Drake's right arm.

Drake momentarily turns his direction and parries the sword that was coming down at his arm.

"Oh! Good reaction."

Namgung Cheon, with admiration, lands lightly on the desk again. And he did not forget to apologize to the owner of the desk.

"I'll wipe it for you later."

"Yeah, yeah."

"What are those guys!"

Seeing the suddenly appeared Namgung Cheon, Drake spat out in an annoyed tone. Namgung Cheon introduced himself briefly and concisely.

"Me? Landfall's friend."

Drake soon understood the reason for Landfall's changed behavior today.

"Hmph! I see. No wonder he wasn't his usual self, it must be because you put wind into this guy."

Namgung Cheon said with a serious face.

"No! I didn't do that. It was all Landfall himself."

Namgung Cheon knew very well how much courage Landfall had shown.

"Then, what will happen if you're smashed? Hey guys, take care of him."

At Drake's words, a group of a dozen people surrounds Namgung Cheon at once. And Namgung Cheon grinned.

"It's a cheap thing for the majority to persecute the minority."

"Then, you do it too!"

"I'm going to."

Crash.

The window breaks, and Paeng Yoo-ran comes in and kicks the big guy in front of her.

"One down!"

The big guy who was kicked and flew away fainted.

Creak.

And the back door opens, and Murong Yoo comes in carefully.

"Excuse me for a moment. I am Murong Yoo from the class next door."

Unlike his quiet entrance at first, Murong Yoo approaches Drake.

"Are you the bad guy who bullied our kid?"

"W-What?"

"I don't think I need to hear your answer."

Murong Yoo threw a punch at Drake without warning. Drake deflected the punch with his wide greatsword.

"Huh?"

If it were as Drake had thought, Murong Yoo's fist should have grazed his greatsword and passed by.

But Murong Yoo's fist was stuck to the greatsword and had no intention of coming off.

"The basic property of lightning, attraction."

A kind voice, as if an adult were explaining to a child, was heard from Murong Yoo. It reminded Drake of the worst moment he remembered.

-Tsk, tsk. Unlike your older brother, is this all you can do?

"Aaaah!"

As Drake let out a huge scream, a blue energy began to form on his sword. It was the symbol of a Sword Expert, aura.

However, in Murong Yoo's eyes, it was just an ordinary sword qi. Murong Yoo took his hand off the sword.

"Sword qi is not something you produce so recklessly. It's inefficient."

"I am the third son of the Drake family! Drake von Tree! How dare you speak as if I am below you!"

Rustle.

Murong Yoo draws his sword.

"Sword qi is an energy that can only be emitted when the sword and oneself become one, not just by blowing energy into it."

"Shut up!"

Hum.

A clear and pure sound was heard from Murong Yoo's sword.

Clang.

It was different from the dull sound coming from Drake's sword.

Murong Yoo swung his sword. Drake also swung to face him.

Slice.

Drake's greatsword was cleanly cut in half. At the same time, Drake, whose qi had flowed back, vomited blood and sat down on the floor.

"H-How can my sword, made of dragon bone!"

Murong Yoo, picking up Drake's broken sword, said.

"Even with a good sword, you don't even understand it, so don't swing it at others carelessly. It just makes the sword pitiful."

When he looked back, Namgung Cheon and Paeng Yoo-ran had already taken care of Drake's group.

Murong Yoo looked at the quest window visible on one side. In the quest window, the words 'Failure' were flashing.

"Hmm? Still?"

Murong Yoo, just in case, hit Drake's head as it was.

Thump!

Drake fainted.

Only then did the word 'Success' flash, and the quest window disappeared.

And a single red pillar was visible. It seemed that was the coordinate.

More important than that to Murong Yoo.

Murong Yoo, looking at Landfall, who was staring with wide eyes, muttered in a voice that only he could hear.

"Phew. I've protected our slave."

* * *

For Landfall, yesterday was a series of moments that felt like a dream.

"Is this really a dream?"

Landfall, who couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream, entered the classroom.

Creak.

He opens the door and heads to his seat.

On the desk where the words 'Idiot Landfall' should have been written in red, there was a clean desk.

Landfall carefully pulls out his chair and sits down.

A moment later, Drake's group all comes into the classroom. Landfall's shoulders hunched without him realizing it.

'I-I couldn't do yesterday's homework!'

He couldn't do his homework at all because his heart wouldn't calm down yesterday.

He had even stayed up all night.

'3, 2, 1.'

Landfall counted as usual. Because Drake would soon come at him.

But no matter how much he counted, Drake did not come.

'Huh?'

Something was strange, and Landfall slyly turned to Drake. And their eyes met.

"What?"

Drake's sharp pupils were directed at him.

"N-No."

"Damn!"

Although Drake seemed angry, strangely, it was no longer scary.

That day's class was the most peaceful for Landfall.

After class, Landfall headed to the club room.

"You're here?"

"You're here?"

"Those guys didn't bother you today, right?"

Only then did Landfall realize that yesterday's event was not a dream. Tears as big as marbles began to flow from Landfall's eyes again.

Murong Yoo's party, who saw that, comforted Landfall.

"Stop! If you don't stop, you'll be hit."

At Paeng Yoo-ran's single word, Landfall immediately stopped crying. Because it felt like she would really hit him.

"Then, the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult is all gathered. Shall we go to the Demon World now?"

What does that mean?

"Thump, thump!"

"Thump, thump!"

Paeng Yoo-ran and Namgung Cheon, who were saying strange onomatopoeias.

A little later, Landfall, who had arrived somewhere, wanted to deny reality.

"A-Are we going here?"

"Yeah."

Is he crazy?

This was a contaminated crack.

In other words, a destroyed world.

"W-Wait! Shouldn't we tell the professor first?"

Murong Yoo grinned and said.

"Of course, if we tell him, he won't let us in. That's why we came on our own."

This was a crazy act.

Didn't he learn in the textbook?

That a destroyed world has already exceeded its destruction index, and that a harsh climate and environment where ordinary creatures cannot live have been formed, and that creatures of unknown identity are also living there.

So if an ordinary creature goes in, it will die immediately!

Of course, he was an ordinary creature!

Murong Yoo grabs Landfall's arm.

"Huh?"

Namgung Cheon grabs the other side.

"Huh?"

Paeng Yoo-ran pushes from behind.

"Huh!?"

And Landfall was forcibly dragged into the crack.

[You have visited the 1st Demon World for the first time.]

[You are the first discoverer. Your experience and drop rate will be doubled.]

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