The One Who Conquered the Mage Class with a Single Fist #1
The One Who Conquered the Mage Class with a Single Fist #1
He asked if I get 'clueless' a lot.
The bastard walked up to me with his hands in his pockets, grinning.
"Never heard that one before in my life, not even once?"
I said it with my mouth wide open like I was really shocked, and Ahn Do-min's smile twisted up. Plain disgust. The kind of feeling revealed by the tightening of facial muscles with zero room for misunderstanding.
"Now, I happen to be so perceptive that there's even a saying about it—Kim Geun-cheol, synonym for clueless."
"That's just your one-sided delusion. Nobody thinks that. They just think you're an obnoxious retard."
Thud.
He jabbed his index finger hard into my solar plexus. I wanted to hear more of what he had to say, so I took a step back and played along.
"Retard? That's so mean...!"
No, seriously, who says that to another person!
"You! Why would you say something so harsh to me! That really hurts, man! And I've never been called that before!"
So I shouted at the top of my lungs to protest.
"Urk!"
He flinched. The bastard recoiled, taking a whole step back.
This motherfucker got scared.
"Crazy psycho, huh... Hey. Everyone thinks you're a retard. Ma O-hun? Park Ha-yul? You get along great with them. You know how they're treated, right? You're the same. Just 'cause you placed 5th in the Warrior Class, you think you're hot shit?"
I'm the type of man who's proud of myself even if I'm 5th.
"Heh heh heh, obviously I think I'm hot shit. I'm proud as hell of myself. You know what they say? 'Number one,' right? That's me."
"...This son of a bitch."
Ahn Do-min's face twisted even more.
"More importantly. Hey. Ahn Do-min. What the hell are you saying about my precious comrades? Don't you think that's a little much for the Ma-O-Ha Duo?"
It's not like they're truly precious, but I just threw it out there.
Common sense says no one in the world would think of a guy like Ma O-hun as precious. And Park Ha-yul's just in the same squad; I don't have any deep affection either.
Anyway, he must've thought from what I said that I was angry.
"What? You pissed off now 'cause your retard buddies got insulted while you were all hanging out together?"
Ahn Do-min's twisted expression relaxed back into a confident smirk as he taunted me.
"Obviously. You keep picking the most hurtful things to say, so I'm extremely pissed off."
"Ha."
A sigh leaked out.
"You psycho piece of shit, you talk really fucking annoying."
Ahn Do-min scratched the back of his head irritably.
"You. Do you even know who I am?"
"Mr. Do-min of the Ahn clan?"
"Son of a bitch."
But why's he keep getting mad? Is he the type who gets angry even during a normal conversation? From what I'm seeing, he's got way more issues than Ma O-hun.
I mean, I'm deliberately talking in this exaggerated, mocking tone right now, and maybe he caught on to that.
"Jade Ahn."
Jade Ahn?
"Uh, uhh...?"
"What. Surprised?"
Ahn Do-min said "Jade Ahn" while sneering at me, muttering it out.
"'Cause I'm from that family. Unlike you, an orphan. I'm from an elite Awakened family."
This son of a bitch also knows I'm an orphan?
Is my personal info being traded for cheap somewhere?
"You and I are different classes. Class."
"R-right, I see. So, like, are you a count or something? Should I call you Count Ahn Do-min?"
"Oh, fuck off. Hey."
As if a switch had flipped at the word 'count,' Ahn Do-min's face twisted up again.
Crunch.
He was grinding his foot on top of mine.
"You think this is a joke? Still disrespecting me 'cause you don't know your place?"
"Alright. I'll act like I know my place."
"What?"
"B-boo... Please don't be so scary... Geun-cheol is so very scared..."
I instantly pretended to be terrified, hunching over like a hunchback.
"This fucker!"
Ahn Do-min shouted and grabbed me by the collar!
"P-please don't do this... Geun-cheol is so very scared..."
"You orphan fuck, seriously! Hey! Are you too dumb from the orphanage to understand words? Then I'll spell it out so even you get it."
What's he gonna say?
"Stop hanging around Leona Kainus."
Wait, what the hell!
What the hell is he talking about!
"There's been nonstop talk behind your back about how some shitty orphan is hanging around nobility. Can't you do yourself a favor and back off? Stop being an obnoxious prick and just stay in your lane."
"Heh heh heh, hey. So if I stay in my lane, what, are you gonna go hang out with her?"
"At the very least, I'd be better than an orphan like you, right?"
With a shove.
Ahn Do-min let go of my collar and slicked his hair back.
"So fuck off. Oh, did that piss you off? Were you trying to climb the social ladder by hanging around a noble family's daughter, only to have me ruin it? Stop with the delusions, seriously. Leona Kainus doesn't think about an orphan like you at all. She actually said you're annoying."
She seems pretty full of thoughts about feeding me jjamppong.
Anyway, I've heard enough now.
"She's nice. She acts kind, so you keep pushing your luck."
"Oi, you motherfucker."
"Huh?"
"Couldn't you just say all that from the get-go without all the posturing, asshole? All that bullshit just to get to the point?"
I'd been playing along because I was curious what he wanted to say, but I was about to die of frustration.
"Ahh, you look like you're about to throw a punch?"
Ahn Do-min smirked.
"You throw one punch. What do you think will happen?"
"James Ahn? Is your family gonna, like, sic something on me?"
"I said Jade Ahn!"
"Just call yourself Jake Sully, you fuck. That suits you better."
Screech.
I opened the window right next to us.
The outside breeze felt nice.
"Hah, now the orphan's insulting an elite family? I didn't want to use the family's power, but when you hear something like that, how can I hold back?"
"Hey, Do-min. Look at that."
"What?"
I grabbed Ahn Do-min by the collar.
"Uh-"
And just like that.
Swoosh!
I tossed him right out the window.
"Aaaaaaaaah!"
The bastard screamed as he flew and then plummeted. Ahn Do-min's ability is simple ignition and emission. They said his attack power is high but he has no other utility.
Thwump!
"Urghk...!"
After landing flat on his back, the bastard let out a weird sound and bent his back like a shrimp. This guy's supposed to be an Awakened and he can't even withstand this?
Pathetic as hell.
I lightly hopped out the window, landed, and walked over to where Do-min was.
"Do-min. What'd you say your family name was again? Soccer Kick Chan?"
"What...!"
"Soccer Kick Chan, you motherfucker!"
I casually delivered a soccer kick right to his back.
Bam!
"Gahak!"
The bastard flew like a soccer ball and crashed into some dense bushes.
"Y-you bastard! You think my family is gonna let this—"
"Orphan Kick!"
"Gark!"
As the Orphan Kick exploded, Ahn Do-min—who'd been yelling something—went flying again and then dropped. Even if you have Awakened abilities, if your mind hasn't matured, you're just something akin to a monsterkin.
"Orphan Punch!"
"Aaaagh!"
A guy who's supposed to be a future hero, insulting an orphan. This is something that absolutely cannot stand. Feeling the gravity of the situation, I pounded the curled-up Do-min with my fists.
Wham!
Wham!
"Gark! S-save...! Save me! Please! Aaaagh!"
"If you were gonna beg after a few hits, why'd you act all big in the first place? What the hell was going on in your head?"
He's a type you don't see in the Warrior Class, so this is simply baffling to me.
The saying 'a sound mind in a sound body' comes to mind, and I wonder—unlike us who've cultivated mental discipline through swordsmanship training and physical conditioning, are all mages scumbags because they don't have that?
While having those kinds of thoughts, I kept pounding his biceps and triceps to pieces.
"Gaaaaaaaaah!"
"Do-min. If you don't like someone, can you just act however you want? Fuck. As an Awakened, do you not know what happens when you insult another Awakened?"
"S-stop...! I said stop hitting me, you crazy bastard! Aaaaaagh!"
No, but this son of a bitch.
"I'll sue, I'll sue!"
"What?! Sue?!"
"Crazy fucker! No matter what, you're going to—"
This motherfucker just said the one word I hate most!
You do not, ever, say that word to a person!
I barely even hit him, and he's going this far!
"Ah, fuck! That's it! I was gonna let you off after a little more beating, but this asshole's hopeless! You dare say you'll sue me? Hey! Take off your clothes! I'm gonna strip you buck fucking naked!"
"Aaaaaaah!"
I focused mana into both hands and ripped his clothes off!
Rrrrip!
The uniform has Ability Resistance, but when you're getting completely dominated one-sidedly, it's not much use. Anyway, the uniform tore and his underwear showed through.
"Take them off! I said take them off!"
"Crazy...!"
Just like that, I stripped Ahn Do-min completely naked in an instant, tore off a nearby tree branch, wrapped it in mana, and swung it like a cane like a motherfucker.
Swish!
Slap!
"Kyaaaaaaaaaaaah!"
Maybe this hurt more than the fists, because Ahn Do-min screamed like Guan Yu watching a horror movie. He squirmed like crazy trying to escape, but you think that's gonna work?
Swish!
I kept swinging the switch.
"A loving lashing! Take a little more of my loving lashing!"
"Guaaaaagh! I'll sue...! I'm gonna sue, you crazy orphan bastard!"
"This motherfucker keeps running his mouth even now!!!"
To say you'll sue, god fucking dammit!
That word alone, no matter what, I can't tolerate it! I feel an insane rage surging up and devouring my brain.
I have to do something!
"I'm suing! I'm suing! With just the power of my fami—, cack-hack!"
"No, what the hell is with these Mage Class bastards! Every single one of them is a goddamn psycho! A crazy motherfucker dares to bring up the S-word!"
Do you think you can just throw that word around!
"This is absolutely hopeless!"
The state of the Mage Class bastards is really, really bad!
How these guys are going to become heroes is beyond me, but I absolutely cannot stand by and watch it happen!
Burn.
A sense of mission started blazing up inside my heart.
"If Instructor Kawar won't do it!"
And so, I shouted loudly.
"Then I will! I, Kim Geun-cheol, will do it!"
If the instructor won't properly educate the kids, then as a student, I have no choice but to do it myself! These gloomy, dark bastards need to be beaten the hell up until their hearts brighten!
Snap!
I immediately tore off another tree branch and wrapped it in mana.
"Now it's Twin Sword Art! I'm gonna beat your whole body bright red!"
"N-no!"
Ahn Do-min, who'd been sobbing tears and snot, finally looked at me then and screamed, his mouth dropping open.
"Save me!"
"Too late, dude!"
And so my merciless Twin Sword Art exploded.
"Kyaaaaaaaaaaaah!"
Ahn Do-min screamed countless times.
"Hic, hic... Sniffle, s-sorry... I said sorry... hic."
He finally declared surrender.
"Good. This bastard finally apologized. Still, this motherfucker's got some guts, huh? He apologized, goddamn it. That was his first time."
Despite getting the shit beaten out of him for so long, he only just now apologized.
My original plan was to keep beating him until Ahn Do-min apologized to me. And that's finally been achieved. It's truly amazing. Like, really. He could've apologized way earlier, but God knows how much longer I ended up hitting him.
"Hey. Ahn Do-min."
Whatever the case.
I've already decided.
"Urrk...!"
I said it right by the sobbing Ahn Do-min's ear.
"You. Tell me the names of all the bastards you talked shit about me with."
Birds of a feather, so all the bastards Ahn Do-min hangs out with are bound to be similar types of shitheads. I heard that they'd shared some very precious opinions about me together.
I'm gonna fix every last one of those bastards' mindsets.
"I said spit it out, dude!"
"O-okay...! Hic! Don't hit me!"
Turn abnormality into normality!
I'm gonna re-educate every single one of them with my fists!