Chapter 75
this is a fictional story by realTensai
It didn’t take long for Alvis and Kris to arrive at their destination. The classroom doors were closed, yet all they had to do was to open them. Thus they did.
“Hey,” Kris said, as soon as they stepped in.
Alvis followed with a quick hey too, but immediately started scanning the room.
“Hey, Kris, Alvis,” Karl said upon seeing them. “Nice to have you here.”
His genuine smile showed that his words weren’t just for show. Karl’s eyebrows seemed a bit heavy, though judging by the situation, they were in his state had to be expected.
“Good to see some more familiar faces,” Thomas said, just as relieved as Karl.
Alvis greeted them back, yet went on from his two classmates and looked at the other people in the room.
“I was surprised too,” Loid, their other classmate, said, speaking up for the first time. “But boys from all our grades not living in the dorms will share this room with us.”
He had answered Alvis’ question before he even asked, proving his intellect once more.
“Quite interesting, isn’t it?”
Alvis had noticed him before, though the goblin chose to approach them first. With his trademark sunglasses and his distinctive smile, he was hard to miss. Even in a situation like this, Victor fully embraced his role.
However, Alvis understood the meaning of his seemingly insignificant comment. After all, he thought the same.
From Alvis’ class there were Kris, Loid, Karl, Thomas, Victor and himself. However, there were quite a few other people in the room Alvis only knew from seeing. Of course, having people one didn’t know in a room could lead to problems, especially whilst being in a survival game, yet it also was a brilliant source of information. Alvis couldn’t have wished for more.
“You are Alvis, aren’t ya?”
Alvis’ eyes fell on the person who called for him. It was a jaguar beastman with piercing yellow eyes and a wide grin.
“Did we meet before?”
He just shook his head.
“No, but don’t act as if you’re surprised that I know you.”
“Why shouldn’t I?”
“I see you’re a humble one,” he said, snickering. “But no need for it. You can be proud of yourself. You’ve achieved the impossible.”
Alvis sighed, realizing what the guy meant. He had hoped they would’ve gotten used to it, yet the topic of him dating Lia wouldn’t leave people’s minds.
“How does it feel dating such a beauty? I bet you’ve already done a lot of things with her, didn’t ya?”
“This is inappropriate, Morgo.”
Another guy Alvis didn’t know stopped the beastman from talking any further. It was a dwarf with glasses who sat on a chair reading a book. It was the first time he had lifted his eyes from his book, though now he looked at Alvis and Kris.
“I’m sorry if this guy bothered you,” he said. “I’m Feng from class 3B and this is my classmate, Morgo.”
“You can call me Speed,” Morgo said, as if they were already friends. “Everyone does.”
Your classmate calls you Morgo, though.
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“I’m Alvis Silva, from Class 3A.”
“I know. Everyone knows.”
“Your popularity knows no bounds, ha,” Kris said, teasing Alvis. “I’m Kris.”
“You don’t even have to get started. Everyone knows you too,” Feng said, interrupting Kris’ introduction.
“Guess your popularity knows no bounds, ha.”
Kris could only smile.
Feng’s eyes fell back on his book and Morgo stopped talking, too.
Those two don’t seem affected by our situation.
This survival game hadn’t messed with their state of mind yet, which spoke of their mental strength.
Alvis turned his head and looked at the other side of the room. Three students who hadn’t said a word yet sat there minding their own business. All of them were demons and going by how Feng didn’t introduce them, it was safe to conclude that they were in class in 3C. Given the situation, it should’ve been their turn to introduce themselves, yet one glance at their grim faces was enough to understand they didn’t even intend to do that.
However, what had Alvis staring a bit longer was one demon in particular. He had seen his face just now in the cafeteria, as he was the one who got into problems with Charles.
“You got a problem, human?” he said, noticing Alvis’ stare.
Now Alvis was the one being stared at, the demon’s red eyes wanting to shred Alvis into pieces. He didn’t quite achieve his goal of intimidating Alvis, yet Alvis shook his head as an answer to his question.
He might be problematic to deal with.
However, the door opened, and the most problematic person entered.
“Well, well, what a nice gathering we got here.”
Everyone’s eyes fell on the person who just stepped into the room. After what had happened today in the cafeteria, everyone in their grade knew his voice and who it was. The demon who had just been staring at Alvis shifted his entire attention to the new person. He stood up, his killing intent rising as he clenched his fists.
“Puhaha, if this isn’t our favorite food stealer?”
“You bastard! I guess Mr. Woltzer’s words weren’t enough to scold you. But don’t worry, I’ll make sure you understand properly this time.”
His killing intent rose even more, proving that he wasn’t joking around. The other demon stood up, too ready to fight together with his classmate. Seeing that, Charles only chuckled more.
“Is this the only way you know to solve things? Relying on brute force like some animal.”
“Say that again after I’m finished with you.”
“Hey,” Kris said, being the only one who interfered. He stepped in between them, hoping to end this. “This isn’t the time to fight.”
“Shut up,” the demon said, pushing Kris away and continuing his march.
This guy had no intentions of stopping.
“Uro.”
However, in this heated situation, one cold word was enough to stop the advancing demon. The one who had called out to him was no other than the last demon, the one who hadn’t said nor moved a bit before.
The raging demon just clicked his tongue and went back to his seat. Everyone could just look at this scene with wide eyes.
“You got cold feet now?” Charles said, provoking the demon even further.
One could see a vein bulge on his forehead, yet he didn’t burst out again.
“As if.”
Surprised, Charles looked at the demon responsible for this sudden change.
“So you’re the one with some brain here.”
The demon didn’t even spare him a glance, making Charles click his tongue.
“I see. Everyone is already here.”
The door opened once again, though this time it wasn’t a student who entered.
“For those who don’t know me, I’m Mr. York, the homeroom teacher of class 3B.”
He went straight to the teacher’s seat and made himself comfy. Yet even though the elven teacher seemed relaxed, his reputation alone would be enough to keep everyone in the room from acting up.
A calm wind accompanied him and several sleeping bags followed him into the room. With his wind magic, he placed them into the back of the room.
“There is one sleeping bag per person. You can hang out here and do as you like in this room until 22 o’clock. After that, it’s time to sleep.”
These were the only instructions he gave before he took out his book and read it. It took a few seconds before Kris took the initiative.
“I have card games with me. Everyone who wants can join us.”
“I won’t say no to that,” Morgo said, immediately joining him.
Everyone from Alvis’ class took part too, and even Feng laid his book down to participate. However, the three demons and Charles didn’t even bother looking in their direction.
Alvis just observed this situation, trying to grasp everyone’s nature.
This room is bound to become problematic.
Having a problem maker like Charles paired up with a hot-headed demon like Uro sleep together in one room and this during a survival game couldn’t end well. However, this mix of people was more than ideal and Alvis couldn’t have wished for more. With the people here as a representative, he could perfectly assess the mood of the entire school and also how much time he had left till the unavoidable collapse.
“Fufu, we both are thinking the same.”
“How should you know what I’m thinking?”
However, Victor just kept smiling.
“Don’t underestimate me.”
“Now that I’m thinking about it, don’t you live in the dorms? What are you doing here?”
“How could I sleep in the dorms, knowing that a source of information like this exists?”
Alvis saw Victor’s eyes shine even through his sunglasses.
“Knowledge is power and power is money. This is how I earned my living till this day, and this won’t change in this survival game.”
Alvis’ eyes widened, a new realization making a smile form on his face.
I need him on my side!
Victor’s skills would blossom within this survival game and reach new heights. In times like these where everyone would eventually turn into enemies trying to deceive the other and gain the upper hand with whatever needs were necessary, Victor, the goblin who knew everything, would turn out to be a trump card.