An Attack at the Academy Entrance Ceremony Is Standard Practice, Right?
An Attack at the Academy Entrance Ceremony Is Standard Practice, Right?
If you grind this game for over ten thousand rounds, you end up knowing every single perverted detail the developers hid away.
Among them is the special route for the insurance-type heroine, Han Seo-yeon.
How should I put this? Just like that rabbit-eared boss from that avant-garde rock game, Seo-yeon also gets an alt version if you satisfy certain conditions or push through the story.
The problem is the users' choice.
[Supporter Han Seo-yeon (Tier 0 Supporter)] vs. [Judge Han Seo-yeon (Replaceable AoE Dealer)]
The problem is that for the veterans, the answer is already set in stone.
"Dealers are a dime a dozen, so why would you throw away a Tier 0 healer?" Everyone said that and went for the Supporter route. I did too.
Of course, I've played the alt Han Seo-yeon route plenty of times too.
Because it's fun, obviously. Gotta do some roleplaying.
But for the current me, chastity is more important than efficiency.
Staying as a Supporter means I'd have to follow Si-woo Kang around like a puppy and then shoot straight into bed.
"Dealers are everywhere? Nah. As long as it's not me, it's fine."
The alt I chose is different. As the heroine treated as the "true wife," Seo-yeon has quite a few alts, but among them is a route where, if you use a few tricks, you can access it early on while keeping my body safe.
It's Summoner Han Seo-yeon.
I absolutely hate getting hit on the front lines.
I felt in my bones back in the army just how shitty it is to run around with a rifle, and now I'm supposed to brawl with monsters in this pretty body? No thanks.
I mean, I did go through the trouble of getting this pretty body. Of course, I have no intention of getting plowed by some guy with this body. You know how that saying goes.
The pretty girl sitting in front wiggled her toes.
The old man sitting in front wiggled his toes.
The feeling is different when you see these two sentences, right? Why is it different? Because a pretty girl is a superior species to an old man.
Becoming a pretty girl is similar to being reborn as a dragon. So, being satisfied with becoming a pretty girl isn't strange at all.
One of the conditions for an insurance-type heroine is that she must have enough visuals and narrative that even an average user would be satisfied if she were paid out as insurance money.
The narrative is that of a devoted childhood friend, so that passes, and the visuals are, well.
"She's damn pretty."
Like a product of the era of big guns and battleships, the academy uniform is based on a sailor suit with increased exposure.
If you ask why it's designed like this, the answer is that this game is male-oriented.
The problem is the bottom, though...
"This... isn't the skirt too short, you perverted developers!"
I rummaged through the drawer to find pants, but Han Seo-yeon's closet only had outfits meant to stimulate the protagonist's protective instincts and this short skirt.
In the story, humanity is in the 3rd generation, and the setting is that 3rd-generation humans react sensitively to magic concentration, so if you restrict the body too rashly, the magic addiction level can skyrocket.
You all know. They just put this setting in to increase the exposure.
"Haa..."
Han Seo-yeon is the final safety device made by pouring all the game's resources into her.
No matter what kind of reckless shit the user does, if they see this face at the end, it's a bewitching beauty that makes them accept it, thinking, "Yeah, an ending with 11 kids with Jia isn't bad."
Anyway, enough gushing about looks; what I'm about to do is summon the angel on the other side of Heaven's Gate.
It's a very gentlemanly job where you just elegantly flick your fingers from behind, and the summoned angel takes care of smashing heads for you.
How to handle magic?
They say mages in this world derive results through imagery.
For me, who has ground through tens of thousands of rounds, image training is easier than breathing. I've watched the tutorial thousands of times; how could the imagery not be ingrained in my brain?
The method of handling magic was also imprinted on Han Seo-yeon's body, so I learned it quickly.
Of course, you can't just summon an angel unconditionally in the Summoner Han Seo-yeon route.
There's a condition that you have to beat them into submission one by one, starting from the weakest stage, but...
If you use a pro-tip only veterans know, you can skip that process too.
Click.
As I inserted the silver key into the air and turned it, accompanied by a cheerful metallic sound, the empty space distorted bizarrely and began to emit a dazzling white radiance.
[Mystery: Heaven's Gate - Attempting form change.] [Notification: Summoning category unlocked!]
Summoner Han Seo-yeon route. If you just unlock up to stage 3 later, you become a "hexagon" character who can double as a healer using the summoned angel as a medium.
I'm taking this route considering that if there's no supporter at all, the party's safety will drop.
[Summoned Angel/ Stage 1: Low-rank - Watching Eye]
A giant golden sphere embedded with dozens of eyeballs was summoned.
Fortunately, the stage 1 angel is a basic provision. Though it has no combat ability.
Its ability is to detect killing intent or threats around the summoner and see through things.
Dozens of eyeballs are blinking individually and looking at me, and this is unexpectedly... cute?
Floating around me like a puppy and fluttering its eyelids, it looked like it was asking, "Did I come out well?", so I gently stroked it.
The smooth metallic texture isn't bad.
The problem is what comes next.
For Han Seo-yeon to change classes to a Summoner, she has to subdue the angels one by one. But Han Seo-yeon is basically not a combat character.
? Then what kind of crazy shit are you doing trying to summon an angel right now? Do you have the confidence to win 1v1 against an angel?
No, I don't.
? Then is trying to summon and subdue them risk-free?
No, if I fail, I just die.
? Ah, so you'd rather do a quick life reset than get brainwashed?
As if. Do you have any idea how many hours I've poured into this game?
In the first place, this angel subjugation system has one tear-jerking additional rule so that Han Seo-yeon, a supporting character, can successfully change classes.
What is it, you ask?
...It's that you can drag others into the subjugation battle.
The developer's original intention was obvious.
It must have meant to call childhood friend Si-woo Kang or other reliable colleagues and say, "Guys, I want to change classes, so please help me!" and cooperate with an "ooh-rah!"
That kind of cliché development where you overcome trials with the power of intense friendship and love.
But to a veteran's eyes, the loopholes in the system are the first thing to be seen.
This system of dragging others in has one very fatal characteristic.
It doesn't require the permission of the person being dragged in.
This original game is a work that tried very faithfully to follow academy genre clichés.
And chapter 1, verse 1 of academy genre clichés is always the same.
There is an evil organization that crashes the entrance ceremony.
They are the very kind and valuable volunteers who will help with my subjugation today.
Of course, their intentions don't matter. As long as they are within my system's judgment range, they are forcibly registered as collaborators.
"Sorry, but I'll be troubling you only up to stage 2 today."
[Stage 2: Intermediate - The Burning Wheel]
I'm going to pull this out against those guys.
If I summon something like the final form, the Agent of God, the terrorists and the academy will all be turned to dust, so today's goal is to just unlock up to stage 2.
I pushed the Watching Eye, which was fawning over me, back to the other side of the gate.
Dozens of eyeballs took on a sad light as if asking, "Leaving already?", but now is the time to say goodbye. I'll take you out on a bigger stage soon.
"Well then, shall we move the hunting ground?"
Trying hard to erase the smile on my lips, I headed toward the academy auditorium where the terrorists would attack.
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Behind the academy, a secluded path on the mountain behind it.
Four shadows wearing black masks were walking along, brandishing blood-stained daggers.
They are mages. An extremist mage group that hates humanity and seeks to monopolize magic power, [Apostles of the Black Moon].
They kicked and desecrated the guard's corpse, giggling.
"Thieves. We must wipe out those parasite-like mages who steal and use the magic power of us mages."
According to the original scenario, these guys are impossible to catch here.
The level difference is so severe that they are the protagonists of an early-game despair event that you can only contest if at least a professor-level character comes.
But instead of running away, I appeared in front of them with a bright smile.
"Huh? A mage!" "Isn't that bitch the daughter of Se-rin Han? The daughter of that fucking bitch who hunted and killed our brethren like beasts in a hunting ground!"
One of the mages recognized my face, rolled his eyes back, and shouted.
"How much is the bounty if we cut off that whore's head and offer it to the Mage Association! Kill her!"
In an instant, five or six magic circles unfolded in the air.
Recalling the movement path of the original story, I scanned the surroundings. As expected, no one is here. This is the reason I went out of my way to lure these guys to this eerie mountain behind the school.
Because the moment an angel is summoned, it considers all beings around it, except for me, as enemies. I don't want my reputation to drop due to friendly fire.
"Hello, volunteers!"
As I waved my hand cheerfully, the guys who were about to fire magic were flustered and hesitated.
"What is she saying, this crazy bitch...?"
"Furube, yurayura...."
"...?"
The mages looked at me as if I were genuinely a crazy bitch.
"Ugh, they don't even know this."
A moment of silence passed, and one of them burst into a snicker as if it were absurd.
"She's a crazy bitch. Die!"
Just before the magic was fired, I stuck my tongue out slightly.
"Just kidding. Now, for real."
Putting the index fingers of both hands together and turning them as if drawing a circle, I uttered the real incantation.
"Epheta, Rota!"
Kwoong!
In an instant, the air on the mountain behind the school began to boil, and a huge silver keyhole appeared in the air, and an unbearable heat poured out through the gap.
[Stage 2: Mid-rank - Summoning Burning Wheel.]
[Subjugation mode activated - Target: All living beings in the area]
"Hey, you damn bastards. You're going to have to help me with my class change quest. Struggle as much as you want."
With the summoning of the angel, I broke through the terrorists whose magic circles had all shattered. I felt the vibration of a huge existence descending behind my back.
Two huge golden wheels rotating crazily, crossing each other.
Tens of thousands of eyeballs were embedded in the rim of the wheels, monitoring all directions, and the center was filled with flames that looked like they had been torn from a fragment of the sun.
That is the true form of the mid-rank angel, Ophanim.
And the most fucked-up characteristic of this guy is... that physical attacks don't work on it at all.
"Aaaargh! What is this! My arm, my arm is burning!"
"Catch that crazy bitch! That's a monster she unleashed!"
With the screams and cursing coming from behind as background music, I sprinted toward the academy.
Hot heat licked my back as I passed, but I couldn't stop laughing.
"Thank you, volunteers! Thanks to you, I'll safely get the stage 2 alt!"