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Chapter 83 of 100

Chapter 83: The Reincarnated One Does It All

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An expansive forest stretching to the horizon.

Huge trees, easily surpassing 20 meters, grew densely, overshadowing the sky, and the sunlight filtering through the gaps illuminated the interior like street lamps.

The floor, covered in moss, was damp and slippery, with a faint mist hovering over it.

The students standing at the entrance of the Black Lotus Flood, a C-class hazardous area, were tense, trying to steady their breathing.

“Ugh... This place is really toxic.”

“The first extermination practice is supposed to be in a D-class hazardous area, but this... really sucks... cough, cough!”

Students who had never been to a hazardous area were coughing and gagging, and even those with experience were mostly in poor condition.

This place was known for its high concentration of magical energy in the air, a characteristic of the Black Lotus Flood.

“Ugh... I can’t take it...”

“I can’t do this...”

Students who had underestimated the atmosphere of the Black Lotus Flood quickly declared their withdrawal and returned to the terminal, as they didn’t want to risk serious injury, which could ruin their entire first semester.

“I need to be careful...”

“This place is really terrible...”

Seeing this, the other students became even more cautious, trying to adapt to the harsh environment of the Black Lotus Flood.

“Hmm. I’m good.”

Iseun, who had just entered, shook off his body and started walking.

“What is he...?”

“Huh...”

Students who were busy catching their breath looked at Iseun with disbelief.

No matter how excellent he was as the top student, it was surprising that a Borsifa student, who specialized in non-combat technical skills, could have such adaptability.

‘Did he wear some special equipment?’

‘I only see his light armor...’

Unable to understand the scene, the other students looked at Iseun in confusion. As Iseun took a deep breath, the air mixed with magical energy entered his body, and the dark attribute magic power ‘Moonlight’ spread like a net inside.

Swoosh

Moonlight absorbed and expelled the magical energy, and Iseun looked satisfied.

‘Indeed, having dark attribute magic power makes it easier than before.’

While fire attribute magic power required careful regulation to burn away magical energy, the presence of dark attribute magic power made it easier to expel.

Not as good as before his reincarnation, but his body was adapting well, and Iseun looked satisfied as he glanced at the side.

“Are you adapted?”

Iseun asked, and Erica, who had already walked beside him, nodded.

“Yeah.”

“Caw!”

A harsh cry followed her short answer. Looking down, Iseun saw a crow sitting on a white cage and a pole.

“It’s been a while since I saw that guy.”

“Usually, I don’t need it.”

The crow, which had broken an automaton during the entrance demonstration by receiving Erica’s buff, was an ordinary animal, but it was memorable enough to bring it to the extermination practice.

‘I thought it was only for the demonstration... but it’s also used in real combat?’

Even with Erica’s excellent buff, there was a high chance of being easily defeated if the effect weakened even for a moment.

If that happened, not only would the crow suffer, but Erica’s ‘weapon’ would disappear instantly, which would be very bad.

“Is it okay to bring an ordinary crow?”

“It’s fine. This place isn’t that dangerous.”

“Hmm. That’s true.”

Iseun had never seen Erica fight, but based on the buff she showed during the demonstration and the potential she occasionally displayed, she was at least B-class.

The Black Lotus Flood, though challenging, was ultimately a C-class hazardous area, so it would be difficult to put Erica in danger.

‘She must be confident, so she only wore a student uniform.’

Erica, who seemed to have no other weapons besides the cage, looked confident. As Iseun examined her closely, wondering if she had hidden anything, the crow inside the cage spread its wings in protest.

“Caw!”

Iseun looked at it in disbelief, and Erica inserted her finger into the cage.

“Clack!”

The crow approached, rubbing its beak and face against her finger.

‘It’s completely a pet.’

Iseun watched the affectionate crow with interest. Erica, looking down at the cage, spoke calmly.

“And...”

Boom!

A heavy sound cut off Erica’s words. Turning his head, Iseun saw a small platform on the ground and a man standing on it.

‘That guy is...’

The man was over 2 meters tall, with a bulky body like a log. His short hair was streaked with gray, and his face was deeply lined and scarred, giving off a sense of age and authority.

As Iseun narrowed his eyes, the man, who had gathered the attention of the surrounding students, began to speak.

“I am Professor Kasar, the head of the Swordsmanship Department and the overall supervisor of this year’s first-year extermination practice! Before we start the test, I will give a brief speech, so please pay attention!”

The students, who had been restless, quickly straightened up and looked at him.

The professor, who was almost appointed as the next department head of Akalkuf, held significant power in Babel, so everyone responded immediately.

“As you all know, this extermination practice is the most important test in Babel! A hero is ultimately judged by how well they can kill monsters and demons.”

Kasar slowly scanned the tense faces of the students and continued calmly.

“Since this is your first practice, many of you are likely nervous, so I’ll give you one piece of advice: don’t worry too much about today’s results!”

Even if you fail today, if you work hard and do well next time, it will be fine. The students thought it would be a cliché piece of advice, but the following words were different.

“Whether you are more nervous than usual or too relaxed, the talented ones will fight well! In other words, if your results are poor today, it means your talent and skills are lacking, not because of some grand reason!”

“...”

“So, I’m warning you in advance: if you try to argue about the results after the test with some lame excuse, I will change your grade to a fail, so remember that!”

Don’t make excuses about the results.

The students, who were already tense, became even more nervous at the warning disguised as advice.

One mistake could not be tolerated. The harsh environment of the Black Lotus Flood, combined with