Class 1-B, a class befitting an inconspicuous side character like myself who shouldn’t be hunted by the entire world.
Walking through the hallways of Vizwel Royal Academy, Rob Fortune, a Supreme Existence who started all over again with a supreme cheat, poked his nose and pulled out a booger.
He stared at it for a moment, then flicked his finger and walked past the smudge of filth.
Being in that class means I should have fewer nobles to suck on, but that’s fine. They’ll still be plenty enough since I’m limited to stealing from two different things at once.
Lamenting the loss of that opportunity from back then inside the auditorium, Rob turned a corner and his eyes finally landed on a certain plaque on top of a giant door.
Class 1-B, he read with a smile.
His footsteps turned faster the moment he saw his classroom and a small grin appeared on his ugly face.
Fuck, I probably look like an ogre right now, although copulating with one isn’t that bad when you get used to it. If only they weren’t so big that my orc body would tear in half. I almost died back then because of intercourse… Although I was practically raped so it wasn’t that strange if I did die.
Dismissing the random memory that appeared inside his brain, Rob grabbed the door’s handle and slid it open with an impassive face.
…
Uwah, I’m actually here!
Anna looked around the crowded classroom with her heart beating like crazy. Her face flushed with excitement, her thoughts churning like a boiling pot of water, I’m actually here! Inside the Vizwel Royal Academy! Inside the game!
Hehehe, now I get to learn all kinds of cool magic, and live the life of a secluded mage and a pampered noble! I’ll become a respected Grand Mage, bringing honor and glory to the Auburn Family!
As excitement brewed inside her reinvigorated youthful heart, she noticed the door near her slowly open, catching her attention.
A new student? Who might he be? One of the empty seats left is beside mine, so maybe they’ll seat right beside me? I hope they’re also a girl so I can get a new friend!
Anna wasn’t a particularly well-known noble, she was only from a Marquess Household after all. She didn’t even have any fellow nobles who she can call as a friend, so she hoped to make a new friend at school as fast as possible to deal with her loner problem, but soon, her eyes turned into a daze as she was met with disappointment.
Rob looked over at her, his eyes rising in confusion as she noticed her disappointed gaze, Why are you looking at me like that?
His eyes swept over the crowded room, and as he checked out one seat from another inside his mind, he was left with two difficult options.
Either sit at the very back and have a hard time listening to the lesson, or sit around the middle beside the strange girl that held a semblance of familiarity.
Middle it is.
Swooping over with a calm and impassive face, Rob Fortune pulled back the chair right beside Anna and sat down. Rob wasn’t the type to socialize, but after living eons, you soon realized that the thought of others doesn’t matter and you should act the way you want. That’s the lesson that led to an entire reality hunting him down.
He turned to look over at her, stretched out his hand, and said with an amicable smile, “Hi, the name’s Rob Fortune, it’s nice to meet you.”
“My name Is Annabeth Auburn, it’s nice to meet you too!” Anna wasn’t flustered by the swift and sudden greeting, reciprocating it instead to her newfound seatmate. But, as she grabbed his hand, she paused and her eyes widened.
“Y-Y-You…” She stammered with her hand trembling. “You’re Rob Fortune?!”
“You know me?” Rob was surprised by this development. First, this girl looked at him with a disappointed gaze, now she knew also seemed to know him.
Rob Fortune, based on his memory, was a lowkey individual who didn’t have many friends and liked to live alone. Because of his ugly face and body, it was also natural for others to avoid him. So, he cooped himself at home most of the time and ate some bread while reading books for entertainment.
So, for this random girl that he could smell out to be a noble lady, to know him, was a surprising thing for sure.
Don’t tell me… She’s actually a forgotten childhood friend of mine? No, having C Rank luck won’t give me that kind of stupendous background. Especially with a noble lady.
“Of course, I know you! You’re the lazy pig son of Aunt Vivia!” Anna exclaimed loudly, but luckily for Rob, everyone else was busy talking to their new seatmates and friends.
Lazy pig son, yep, she knows Mama.
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“Isn’t that a bit too rude to say to someone you just met?” Rob rolled his eyes and didn’t feel pained by what she just said. He was called things far worse than that, like Cannibalistic Orc or Demonic Scourge.
“Well, that’s what Aunt Vivia called you! You lazy son, can’t you be more nice and hard working for your mother!” Anna started to berate Rob with her righteous fury.
“Wow, oh my god, I’m so scared. Wait…” Rob stared at her weirdly as his eyes flashed with recognition. “You’re the girl who rammed into me this morning! Don’t you know I was almost late to the Opening Ceremony because of you?!”
“That was you?!” Anna widened her eyes out of surprise but crossed her arms in the end and didn’t admit her mistake. “Well, it seems like you deserved it with how unfilial you are! Don’t you know that Aunt Vivia’s back is aching to have to run the bakery along with Uncle Herve?”
“Okay, okay, you don’t have to be so loud about it. It’s not like you don’t do the same, you spoiled noble kid. Have you ever tried to cook a meal for yourself once in your life?!”
“I sure did!” Anna snorted. “Just because I’m a noble doesn’t mean I haven’t cooked my own meals! Heck, I’m even living alone.”
Oh, whoops, too much information. But it’s true though, in my past life that is. And also, I’ve started to cook my own meals ever since I entered the royal capital and lived on my own!
“Hmph, I don’t believe you. But oh well, there’s no use in arguing with a spoiled brat.” Rob shrugged his shoulders and looked away, taking out a book from his bag and spreading it open on the table in front of him.
“Hey, don’t ignore me!” Anna barked, but Rob raised his arm and a bright brown light appeared for a split second. As the light disappeared, two ear blockers made out of solid dirt were in his hands.
Then, without even looking at Anna once, blocked his ears and grabbed his book to read in silence. This was one of his most used tactics to deal with nosy and talkative kids in his numerous incarnations. Just block your ears, ignore them, and they’ll soon ignore you two.
“Argh! This guy!” Anna clicked her tongue and crossed her arms, pouting in anger.
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In front of Rob, hovering over the open book on his desk, a loaf of garlic parmesan bread was growing on a lump of dark brown soil.
And strangely enough, after certain intervals, a copper coin would fall from the sky, plunging deep into the dark brown soil and turning it a darker shade of brown. There was also a constant stream of fire acting as a source of light, speeding up the growth of his bread.
Damn, this girl has stupidly high luck! She must be only a few levels away to have A Rank luck! That luck should have been mine!
And the way it appears is really peculiar. A swarm of spirits hovering around a bright auburn flame. This must mean her journey in magic would be really great, but I don’t know what the hell those spirits mean. It also seems to have recently changed, just around a month ago, her luck must have appeared very different.
Oh well, her luck is mine for the taking!
Without any feelings of guilt, Rob continued to siphon her luck, along with the student behind him, increasing his rate of growth from 1 F Rank per minute to 2 F Rank luck per minute.
While doing so, the door slid open, breaking him out of his peaceful farming. He looked up and watched a voluptuous lady with light brown hair and green eyes walk in, silencing the entire class in one go.
“Oh my god, it’s the Royal Mage—Corine Windsoar! She’s known for her destructive and powerful wind magic!”
“Is she our homeroom teacher?”
“I hope so… hehe.”
Listening in on the others around him, Rob’s mind churned as closed his book and put it back inside his bag. Then, he plucked out his ear blockers and put them inside his pockets.
“Good morning, you greenhorns. It seems a lot of you already know me, but introductions are a must. I’m Corine Windsoar, a Royal Mage of this empire specializing in Wind Magic and combat. I’ve cleared over a hundred A Rank dungeons in my lifetime and killed more monsters than the number of coffee you’d drank in your lifetime.”
“With the start of school, we’ll be starting our day with a little exercise that would get our blood pumping!”
As her eyes lit up with feverish flames, Rob inwardly sighed and could already foresee what annoying ‘exercise’ she is going to say.
Combat training. Rob guessed in annoyance.
“Combat training!” She slammed her hand down on the ground, laughing loudly. “After all, there’s no better way to make new friends after punching each other in the face!”
“We’ll also get to see which one of you here is strong, and which one is weak!”
“So, you guys better not embarrass yourself in the eyes of everyone else.”
“Tsk.” Rob clicked his tongue and lets out an annoyed sigh.
“C-Combat training?” Anna looked around the room with wary eyes. “So soon?”
Rob looked at her, wearing a mysterious grin, “You scared, noble lady?”
“I-I’m not!” Anna snorted, looked away, and said with a meek tone, “I’m just not used to doing combat training, that’s all.”
“Don’t worry…” Rob yawned and leaned back on his chair, his eyes staring at the ceiling with an annoyed gaze. “It’s not like you’re gonna die or anything, so just savor the experience so you don’t die later when we start dungeon diving.”
“Are you…” Anna looked at Rob, surprised and grateful for his advice. “Being kind?”
“Duh, do you think I’m a devil who is unknowingly stealing something precious from others but they don’t know that it’s happening since they’re an ignorant bunch of monkeys?” Rob chuckled and stared at her dead in the eye.
Hearing what he said, Anna squinted her eyes and muttered, “Maybe.”
“Heh, think as you will.” Rob slowly stood up from his chair and fixed his robes.
Anna did the same and pulled out her wand from her bag. As she looked over toward Rob, she saw him already walking to the door with no wand, book, stuff, crystal, or anything of that sort in hand.
“Aren’t you bringing anything?” Anna asked worriedly.
“I don’t need one. Everyone here is just babies anyways. It’d be bullying if I were to use my wand.” Rob laughed confidently like an arrogant asshole. Paired with his ugly face and chubby belly, one would instinctively hate him after hearing what he had just said.
And Anna felt the same, but she held in her urge to rebuke him and rolled her eyes.
Be as arrogant as you want, you’ll get your Karma soon!
She soon walked out of the classroom with a wand in hand, running across the hallway with Rob walking in front.
Combat training, huh? He stared at the air in front of him absentmindedly, observing the invisible loaf of garlic parmesan bread and the lump of brown soil hovering like a ghost around him.
I still only have high-end C Rank luck, unlike the others around me who have B and even A Rank Luck.
This would mean I’ll have to fight for a bit, ugh.
I wonder which unlucky bastard will have to face off against me soon.
Thinking about the stupidly simple magic system he’s using right now, Rob wore a sinister grin on his face that fortunately, no other people saw.
It’s so fucking simple. No incantation, no complex magic circles, and mind-numbing calculations! Heh, even with my above-average talent, I can reach the level of a Royal Mage without much issue! But where’s the fun in that?
The sinister smile on his face transformed into a mocking grin, with his hand clenched into fists, It’s time to bully some kids!