The Return of the Destruction-Class Death Knight Chapter 235
Episode 235: No Help (3)
The students of Class 13 haven’t moved since Damian disappeared.
It was so hard that I had no energy to move. Rest felt sweet as honey. Some students even fell asleep.
How much time has passed like that?
“… … Hey, Oliver.”
A student called out to Oliver. Oliver just raised his head from where he was lying.
“Why are you calling?”
“Didn’t you tell us clearly that it was a secret passage? Then how come Damien Haxen was waiting right at the exit?”
At that question, the other students all stood up and looked at Oliver. As everyone’s eyes focused on him, a look of embarrassment appeared on Oliver’s face.
It was an obvious misunderstanding, but there was no way to explain it. Even if I think about it myself, it was a situation that was perfect for me to be suspicious of.
“Did you sell us out to Damien Haxen?”
“Somehow Damien Haxen didn’t hit that guy.”
“Ah, no, that’s… … .”
Oliver felt so wronged.
The reason he didn’t get beaten up by Damien Haxen was because he was given the job of getting the students out of the hole.
And there was nothing to be happy about because it didn’t work out. My shoulder was in so much pain from pulling the unconscious students out of the hole.
“Look at you, you can’t say anything! You were on Damien Haxen’s side, after all?”
“I won’t leave you alone, you punk! Stay right there and wait!”
It was when the angry students tried to surround Oliver.
“Wow, what is this? It’s a bunch of trash all gathered in one place.”
An unfamiliar voice was heard. The students of Class 13 reflexively looked at the entrance to the training grounds.
Two male students were entering the training grounds. The moment they saw the faces of the two men, the expressions of the students in Class 13 hardened.
“The rumors that the trash from Class 13 are receiving training are true? Will the sun rise in the west tomorrow?”
One of the boys said with a sneer.
But none of the students in Class 13 got angry. Or rather, they couldn’t get angry.
The two people in front of me were strong students who had taken first and second place in their first year classes, respectively.
Even the students of Class 13, who were known for being delinquents, could not mess with these two people.
“But where is this guy Oliver?”
“Here you go.”
Oliver Portina stood out among the students. The boy frowned as soon as he saw Oliver’s face.
“If my brother came, I should have come out right away. Are you being annoying?”
“Hey, Brother Geliber… … That, that… … .”
Oliver, who even talked back to Damian when they first met, couldn’t even say a word to the male students.
Geliber Portina.
He was the third son of the Marquis of Portina, a famous noble family in the empire, and Oliver’s older brother.
“What can I do if a stupid guy like you lacks even the slightest sense? Huh?”
If that were all, Oliver wouldn’t be in such a predicament.
Unlike Geliver, who was born from his first wife, Oliver was born from his second wife.
The positions of the two people and their standing within the family were bound to be different.
“I have no face… … .”
“Okay, so why do you think I came looking for you?”
“No, I don’t know.”
Oliver, standing in front of Geliver, couldn’t speak properly. Even at first glance, his nervousness was obvious.
“I came here because I was afraid that a fool like you would show off again and bring shame on my family’s name.”
As he said this, Geliber tapped Oliver’s forehead with his index finger.
“You idiot brother. Have you already forgotten? What happened when someone with no talent and low intelligence like you stepped forward?”
“I’m sorry… … .”
“And you’re going to be trained by a groundless knight like Damien Haxen? Do you think your father will stay quiet if he hears about this?”
Oliver’s eyes widened as soon as his father’s name was mentioned.
“Hyung, brother… … Ah, only to father, I, please… … Father, I beg you… … !”
“Ugh, this pathetic guy.”
Geliver clicked his tongue and shook his head.
“You too, you idiots. No matter how thoughtless you are, why don’t you take Damien Haxen’s class?”
Geliver looked around at the students of Class 13 and said. The students of Class 13 bowed their heads.
Geliver saw that and said with a sneer.
“You pathetic little bastards. That’s why you’re called the filth of the family.”
“Gelliver, stop it.”
Then, another male student who came with Geliber said.
“Even if I told you, you wouldn’t understand. If I had, you wouldn’t have been abandoned in Class 13.”
“Well, that’s true.”
A boy stepped forward. He walked between the 13 classrooms and stopped in front of Penelope Borgia.
“Penelope.”
Penelope didn’t answer. She just glared at the boy.
“Didn’t I warn you? I told you not to do anything useless.”
“I told you too. I told you not to interfere.”
Penelope spoke sharply, but the boy did not bat an eye.
“Useless meddling? You are talking nonsense. This Emilio Borgia. As the heir to the Duke’s family, it is your duty to keep an eye on the four of you so that you do not engage in any foolish activities.”
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Emilio Borgia.
He was the eldest son and next heir of the Borgia Dukes.
Despite being the eldest son, Emilio was not much older than Penelope. There was one reason for this.
“Penelope, don’t act so baseless. Don’t show off that you’re the daughter of a maid.”
Penelope was the Duke’s illegitimate daughter.
The maid that the Duke of Borgia had hugged for fun was her mother.
Unlike Oliver, whose mother was acknowledged as his second wife, Penelope’s mother remained a maid.
“I told you before I entered the academy, that you should study etiquette instead of swinging your sword. Getting married well is the only sacrifice you can make for your family.”
Penelope bit her lip and glared at Emilio.
Emilio did not recognize Penelope as a member of his family. He only considered her as a political marriage candidate.
“If you keep ignoring me like that… …you’ll regret it someday.”
“Regret? Are you really believing your father’s words that if you beat me, he’ll reconsider the position of successor?”
Emilio snorted.
“You are dreaming in vain. You cannot defeat me. Even if you do, there is no way your father would choose someone like you as his successor.”
Penelope clenched her fists at Emilio’s taunt.
“I’m going now. Penelope, take heed to my warning.”
Emilio Borgia turned around. Geliver followed him.
But the two had no choice but to stop walking. Someone was standing at the entrance to the training grounds.
“What are you guys doing?”
Damien Haxen asked the two men.
* * *
“What are you guys doing?”
Damian, who arrived at the training ground, spoke to the two people with a dumbfounded expression.
It was absurd to see guys I was seeing for the first time verbally abusing Class 13.
The two exchanged glances. Then they both bowed their heads simultaneously.
“Nice to meet you. My name is Emilio Borgia.”
“This is Geliber Portina.”
Damian felt refreshed by their polite appearance. It was completely different from the 13th class who had been speaking informally to him from the first time they met.
“I apologize for not being able to meet you first and greet you.”
“We came to see our younger siblings.”
“Your little brother?”
Now that I think about it, the two people’s last names sounded familiar. Damian pointed to Penelope Borgia and Oliver Portina.
“Are you sure that’s not what they’re talking about?”
“you’re right.”
Damien looked at the two people with a curious expression.
Unlike their younger siblings, the magical power felt from these two was unusual.
That meant that he was very talented and had the full support of his family.
“I have heard of Sir Damien’s reputation.”
“I heard you are from the Apple Kingdom and won the Helian Competition.”
The two men heaped praise on Damien with respectful faces.
“I wonder if our worthless younger brothers have been a nuisance to Sir Damien.”
“Since the 13th class itself was so bad, I think Sir Damian must have had a hard time too.”
Damian nodded at the two people’s words.
“Those guys in Class 13 are a bit beyond help.”
The two people looked regretful at Damien’s words.
“No matter how I think about it, it is a great loss to the Academy to have someone as capable as Sir Damien in charge of Class 13.”
“If it’s okay with you, we’ll try to move you to another class.”
“No, you don’t have to do that.”
Emilio smiled at Damian’s rejection.
“You don’t have to feel burdened. It’s just a small favor from us.”
“If you talk to your family, you can use that much power.”
Damian tried to refuse again, but then he saw Class 13.
All the students from Class 13 who had been talking back to Damien had dejected expressions on their faces. They looked like dogs abandoned by their owners.
Damien was lost in thought for a moment.
I couldn’t transfer classes anyway because the dean had set a condition.
Whether it was good or bad, Damien had no choice but to stay with Class 13.
In that case, rather than just blindly ‘rehabilitating’ them, it was necessary to raise their morale to an appropriate level.
“No, I really don’t need it.”
“Sir Damien, there is no need to feel burdened.”
“Please accept our favor.”
And strangely enough, I didn’t like the attitude of these two people.
It was annoying to be called a ‘teacher’ and to be talked about as a ‘favor’.
What was most annoying was the look in their eyes. It was as if they were looking down at something below them.
“You’re really annoying.”
Damian spoke with a clear expression of his displeasure. At this, Emilio and Geliver’s brows furrowed.
“What did you just say?”
“I’ll just listen to it and then leave. I don’t know why you’re talking so much.”
The two people’s eyebrows furrowed even more as they continued speaking.
“You two should get out of here now, because we have to start training. I don’t have much time and I don’t know why all these flies are swarming around here.”
Damien said, waving his hand in the air.
“Sir Damien, are you… refusing our favor?”
“A favor? A favor… … .”
Damien burst out laughing.
The two men were now only mere knights. Considering their age, this was a great achievement, but compared to Damian, it was nothing more than dust on the ground.
It was laughable that a cadet like me was showing favor to a master class like him.
“Don’t you know what families we two belong to? There’s nothing good about acting like this… … .”
Emilio’s words suddenly stopped.
Because before I knew it, Damien Haxen was holding his index finger under my chin.
“What the heck… … .”
Emilio’s face slowly began to turn white.
For some reason, my fingers felt like blades. If Damien Haxen were to raise his fingers like this, it would pierce my jaw and brain.
“Favor… … That’s a very good word.”
Damien said with a smileless face.
“Then, would you consider it a favor for me to keep you two alive here?”
* * *
“Those guys in Class 13 are a bit beyond help.”
When those words came out of Damien Haxen’s mouth, the students of Class 13 were greatly disappointed.
They didn’t understand it even when they thought about it. Why on earth were they disappointed? Because Damien Haxen didn’t take their side?
It was funny. I was disappointed that Damien Haxen, whom I hated so much, sympathized with those two.
“No matter how I think about it, it is a great loss to the Academy to have someone as capable as Sir Damien in charge of Class 13.”
“If it’s okay with you, we’ll try to move you to another class.”
Even when they heard that, some students smiled bitterly.
There have been similar incidents before. Every single teacher in charge of Class 13 has given up and left without exception.
Damien Haxen, of course… … .
“You’re really annoying.”
But what followed was far beyond Class 13’s expectations.
“What did you just say?”
“I don’t know why you’re talking so much, just listen to it and then leave.”
The students of Class 13 looked at each other with surprised faces.
What is Damien Haxen talking about now? Is he not planning on leaving Squad 13?
“You two should get out of here now, because we have to start training. I don’t have much time and I don’t know why all these flies are swarming around here.”
The faces of all the students in Class 13 became blank.
I didn’t mishear. Damien Haxen was now saying that he would stay in Class 13.
I couldn’t understand it at all, but they were taking their side.
“Then, would you consider it a favor for me to keep you two alive here?”
When Damien Haxen said that to Emilio, the students of Class 13 felt relieved.
That was when.
“What are you doing now!”
A roar erupted. A strong energy surged in from far away.
A middle-aged man was walking towards the training ground. With each step he took, a huge magical force surged through him.
“Do you know who those two kids are? The top and second place students in the first grade! How can a teacher threaten such excellent students?”
The students of Class 13 all looked at the middle-aged man with surprised faces.
Delon Muller.
He is the person in charge of the first-year swordsmanship class at the academy.
He was once a knight of the Master Class, known as the Hero of the Empire.
