My heartbeat began to speed up as I felt the familiar presence of the three men, thanks to the muscle memory etched into Morse. But I am different now. I am different now. I will not stand still and watch anyone torture me. "It's time to pay it back." I muttered to myself, pretending not to notice their presence. After all, I need them to complete today's mission... With this thought in mind, I left the training ground. When I left the training ground, it was already dark, so most of the places were empty. However, I know they won't show up just yet because they can't be caught on camera. After all, you can't do something like this in broad daylight if you don't have a stronger backing than the Academy. This also meant that they needed to follow me temporarily and eventually reach my destination. Acadia Hunter Academy offers students a vast expanse of land with a complete forest where they can become one with nature. I walked with purpose, leaving tiny trails to draw their curiosity. Branches broke at my feet, creating an eerie atmosphere that echoed through the trees. "Did you hear that?" one of them asked in a low voice, with anxiety in his voice. "It's just rumors. What could happen to us in the academy?" another person replied.
I heard their whispers growing louder as they followed me, their overconfidence helping them to quicken their pace. As we went deeper, the forest enveloped us, creating an air of suspense and uncertainty. Shadows danced through the dense foliage. The rustling leaves seemed to whisper secrets and warnings, but they were blind to the impending danger. After all, no one could have imagined what was about to happen... Finally, we came to a secluded clearing and the forest was completely silent. "Hahaha, look who is this?" A mocking voice echoed in the dim forest. I turned my eyes to the source of the voice, only to find myself surrounded by three figures. "Ah... yes, those are the guys... the ones who tortured me." I thought to myself when I saw the faces of the three people, two men and one woman. The leader, Dylan Miller, a burly brute with a sneer on his face, stepped forward. "Why did you bring us here with trash like you? Do you think training can make you go against us, you bug?" This is a simple and clichéd line that can be heard everywhere. However, when I heard this line, my blood boiled because I remembered what happened to Morse, both from Morse's perspective and from the perspective of the observer. Although this guy in front of me gave me a lot of trouble, he was not a big shot. In fact, he was only ranked around 2000th in the college. The girl standing behind the two men was Sophia Lawson, who urged them with a tone of seduction in her voice. "Don't waste your time talking to him. Teach him a lesson and make him understand his place." This girl is the reason why they are targeting me. After all, Morse rejected her confession at first, she thought that such a thing should not exist in her life, her little self-esteem was hurt, and then she was playing these people and making me a target. I responded in a calm voice: "I have the same right to train as everyone else. If you have any questions, you can go to the academy, not me." But I knew that this would not stop them. After all, people like them, as long as they have a little backing, or think that people who are inferior to them can let them do whatever they want. My body was exhausted, but I knew this confrontation was inevitable. Leader Dylan laughed. "Listen to what this little mouse said. Does he think he's so powerful? Then let's give it a try." When I heard this, I knew the attack was coming. “He’s going to throw a right punch,” I thought to myself, recalling what I’d observed from the necklace in the past. Before I could react, Dylan lunged at me, trying to hit me hard, but I was ready, I quickly turned sideways, dodged his attack, and counterattacked him in the head. 'Bang' I quickly counterattacked, hitting him in the side where he was not protected, causing him to wince in pain. The use of weapons was strictly prohibited in the academy, so I did not draw my dagger.
"ah!" However, my attack hit his acupuncture points, causing him to feel extremely painful and causing hallucinations. 'Bang, bang, bang' But I didn't stop there and continued to punch him in the head, hitting him in rapid succession. Each punch was so powerful that he fell to the ground. "Huh?" The other two were surprised to see the bastard lying on the ground, unable to move. "You bastard!" At this time, another man, Mason, rushed towards me from behind, trying to catch me off guard. I quickly spun around and dodged his attack, and his fist hit the tree with a loud bang. 'Bang' However, at this moment, I saw Sophia's eyes light up instantly. She was using a skill. My movements became slow and I felt myself drifting off into obscurity. "This Sophia is using a psychic skill on me." I thought to myself. "Asshole...you have to resist, don't you?" As I heard the sound of branches snapping and saw the leader, Dylan, rushing toward me, I knew there was only one thing I could do. I stabbed myself with the dagger to make myself feel pain. Although it was painful, I regained consciousness. "It seems that the lesson from last time was not enough" Dylan's face twisted in sadistic excitement as he tapped into his powers. A surge of energy enveloped his body, increasing his speed and power as he charged at me. 'Bang' He closed the distance between us with lightning speed, and his fist hit my side. I tried to block it, but I was not strong enough. The pain from the impact spread throughout my body, and I staggered back. My vision became blurry and the taste of blood filled my mouth. As time went on, my opponent's movements became more and more fluid and precise. He effortlessly dodged my attacks and counterattacked with devastating blows. My body was covered in wounds and it was difficult for me to keep up with the intensity of the fight. Dylan laughed grimly, "What do you think? Bug, don't you think you can handle us?" As he said that, he punched me in the face. The crimson mana enveloped my thoughts, and I felt my thoughts changing into something else. Sophia chimed in, "You're just a pathetic piece of trash, no wonder you're ranked last." Mason tried to regain his composure and roared, "This is what you get for scorning us, Morse. You should know your place." "Garbage is always garbage." Sophia sneered, with contempt in her voice. As soon as she finished speaking, she spat at me.
The crimson mana became even stronger. Dylan sneered, his eyes flashing with cruelty. "You think you can fight us? Ridiculous." Mason's voice was full of superiority as he added: "Never forget your position, Morse Scott. We are always watching you." Dylan, Sophia, and Mason's voices are filled with arrogant satisfaction as they turn away, feeling superior about their victory. Pain surged throughout my body, but a scornful smile appeared at the corner of my mouth. "Hehe..." I smiled, with a hint of contempt in my voice, which caught their attention. They paused, turned around, and showed doubts on their faces. "What are you laughing at?" Dylan sneered and narrowed his eyes. "I opened the mechanism..." At that moment, I could no longer suppress the red thoughts in my heart. After all, I didn't need it, because they had already prepared the stage for me. My blood flowing on the ground has attracted the monsters below...
