Chapter 627: Long tail (6)

‘Why are those sunbae-jerks here?’

Class 3-0 being here was something that I didn’t expect.

They weren’t as wild as they used to be these days.

I didn’t expect it, but seeing those seniors, I could guess why they came here.

One of the biggest differences between PMH and this world is Cheonik Mountain.

‘Mt. Cheonik isn’t dying like in PMH, and our kind and cute angel Olmu is well and healthy. Even Sanryeong is getting better because the earth power is maintained.’

Sanryeong had the same skill as me, which was communicating with the transcendent universe.

The seniors of Class Zero have been wandering around talking about the “energy of the universe.”

Perhaps Woo Kihwan and his class witnessed the use of the skill?

If they felt the power of the transcendent universe, it wouldn’t be strange now that they keep talking about the universe’s energy.

Under the influence of what they’ve been doing, the seniors of Class Zero have also changed.

‘People who weren’t supposed to be here are here now and in danger because of me!’

Jiikhoe members have already been involved, and now more people…

Those seniors are crazy, but they aren’t bad people.

I don’t want them harmed in such a dangerous place like this.

Why didn’t I think in advance that the Class 3-0 seniors would come out like this?

If I thought about it deeper, there were plenty of possibilities that pointed to this.

They didn’t appear in PMH, and they said they wouldn’t go to school at Christmas which made me lower my guard.

Sung Siwan also looked flustered at the sudden appearance of Woo Kihwan and his class.

“Kihwan-ah! How did you get here? You said your class wouldn’t attend the Christmas Charity Event.”

“We were giving special training to everyone in secret. If the secret of special training is leaked, we can never? win against the homeroom teacher!”

Either way, I don’t think those seniors can beat Im Yeonhwa.

Im Yeonhwa had the ability to beat them up any time, but she always waited for the kids’ challenge like a child expecting surprise gifts and events.

“But why are you training in Cheonik MOuntain? It’s cold today.”

“The next showdown with the homeroom teacher is scheduled to take place here, so it’s best to train in the mountain. And we need to set up a trap to knock her down!”

“Didn’t you fight here here on Teacher’s Day already? What was it, didn’t you play a paintball game as a revenge match?”

“We’re revisiting our confrontations before at the request of the strong homeroom teacher. This time, it’s a paintball war.”

At that time, Class 3-0 installed recording devices throughout Cheonik Mountain to film their moment of victory, but only scenes of their humiliation and defeat were taken.

The videos were released and the entire school saw it.

They want to do that again?

The showdown between Class 3-0 and Im Yeonhwa has been going on for long, so they can’t remake everything on time.

The thought of it made me feel somewhat better.

‘Right, the only difference is that the seniors are here.’

There were no scenes of Im Yeonhwa and Class 3-0’s antics in PMH.

The students and teachers were caught up in accidents, either dying or getting seriously injured.

Those seniors wouldn’t have fought their homeroom teacher senselessly in the context of dark and gloomy school life.

Even if they did, Im Yeonhwa would’ve politely refused to compete.

In any case, the Class 3-0 seniors became stronger through repeated challenges and desperate training to beat their homeroom teacher.

Those seniors had a school life far from the ordinary, but they’re used to going against the strong.

Kwaang! Boom! Boom!

While Sung Siwan and Woo Kihwan were talking, the trap cards they prepared materialized and the explosions continued.

The royal lineage that tried to attack us could hardly approach and continued to retreat because of the explosions.

While the sporadic bombing occurred, my eyes drifted to Woo Kihwan’s hand which was hiding behind a densely packed pine tree.

It seemed like a regular row of trees at first glance, but it was a high-level cover-up.

The Jiikhoe members saw it too and burst into admiration.

‘It must be a place prepared to deceive Im Yeonhwa.’

They seemed to have cowardly installed such a device in advance to win against their homeroom teacher.

The explosives that were triggered by the royal lineage were also placed quite high.

It’s a high-level minefield that not only harms physically but also disturbs energy waves and vision, a weapon both for escape and attack.

It was ridiculous that high school students would use this caliber of items against their homeroom teacher.

‘Were the seniors preparing for a war or something?’

There was a medium-sized tent covered with fallen leaves in the shelter behind the tree.

The Class 3-0 is thoroughly prepared.

In the tent, battle food and water seemed to be prepared in preparation for a long war, and a map of Cheonik Mountain made by them was printed and attached to the wall.

On the map, the hideout locations, mines, and operations plans were detailed.

Sung Siwan saw it and was at a loss for what to say, only managing an awkward laugh.

Gye Bastard seemed to want to sigh but held it in.

Cheonik Mountain is under Jiikhoe’s jurisdiction since it spans the residential area, and I’m sure anyone who’s part of the organization would feel dizzy when they see this map.

Woo Kihwan spoke bluntly.

“You can speak. We put up soundproofing in advance. However, make a sound of 100 decibels or less.”

A hundred decibels is detected near subways.

I’m still in awe at the extent of Class 3-0’s preparation.

They know that Im Yeonhwa has superior senses, so they prepared this much to deceive her ears.

Sung Siwan was the first to ask something.

“How many royal lineages are there?”

“We found eight.”

The atmosphere became heavy at the mention of the number.

Our number is around 30 students combined with Class 3-0, but facing that many royal lineages isn’t an easy victory.

At this time, Class 3-0’s vice president and member of the traditional music department spoke.

“It’s seven. One person is missing.”

“What’s the possibility that they’re seven from the start?”

“I’m sure one of them is missing. That person looked the strongest so I watched him intensively.”

The senior said, pointing to a classmate of theirs who has strong insight skills.

I immediately grasped the situation when I heard that the strongest-looking royal lineage disappeared.

‘The head of the Long Tail is gone. He’s leaving the bamboo forest and moved on to a separate mission.’

Thinking that far, my head seemed to brighten up.

Our odds are increased if the clan head is absent.

That wasn’t the only good sign.

‘The frost was almost melted when we ran away. Someone outside made a move. Then I might not have to go to the bamboo forest myself.’

If the freezing boundary is dealt with already, the number of things I can do increases.

I looked around the people here.

Members of Jiikhoe were chosen by Sung Siwan for the big fight.

Class 3-0 seniors who prepared measures against their strong homeroom teacher.

I thought I could make a bold move.

‘Not bad. It may be dangerous though.’

If I can use Class 3-0 seniors well, we might be able to turn the tide.

Although the long tail royal lineage here is seven, each one of them is weaker than Im Yeonhwa.

And there’s a strong advantage on our part.

The students are familiar with Cheonik Mountain’s geography, have set up traps in advance, and have escape routes and hideouts.

Besides, unlike Im Yeonhwa, they have no idea how Class 3-0 play tricks.

“The number is worrying, but they’re weaker than the homeroom teacher because we have a good strategy.”

“That’s true. The homeroom teacher would’ve known by now that we were hiding in a tree. She would’ve pulled the tree by the roots and shook us out.”

“We were trying to find a contingency plan when something went wrong with the boundary. And then we found those royal lineages.”

Listening to what Woo Kihwan said, it seemed that they were caught up in the incident and found their feet on a grave during their secret training. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The seniors seemed to keep an eye on the royal lineage who suddenly appeared.

“How did you know they were royal lineage?”

“I overheard the conversation a little bit and they were saying something about royal lineage. I don’t care if they’re royal lineage, but as long as they invade our sacred battlefield, we’re not going to sit around and watch. When the boundary problem is resolved, we plan to track them down and hand them over to the association.”

Class 3-0 seniors must’ve been very, very unhappy that that royal lineage broke into Cheonik Mountain while they were training.

As a result, they generously used the bloody traps they prepared.

But could Im Yeonhwa have overcome all of this and defeated them if they had a showdown here?

When Woo Kihwan said that their plan was still incomplete, I felt their strength.

I decided to trust the seniors who were trained by the strong homeroom teacher.

‘I’ll use all the measures here and proceed to the next one.’

I decided to make a proposal while Sung Siwan and Woo Kihwan were talking.

I pointed to a spot on the map of Cheonik Mountain posted on the wall.

It was a cloud bridge between the white rock canyon and the black rock canyon.

The fairly long cloud bridge was sometimes used by students to test their courage or train their leap skills.

However, students opt to use a simulator room because the location is too far from school buildings.

“Can you lure them here?”

“…This way? You’re not going to run to the school where Do Wonwoo is?”

I see Woo Kihwan has faith in Do Wonwoo’s power.

Sung Siwan also had an ambiguous look on his face.

From Sung Siwan’s point of view, there was no reason to go to the bamboo forest since the frost was dealt with and we didn’t need to find the royal lineage directly.

It would be natural to go back to Jiikhoe or the central area to deceive the eyes of the royal lineage.

To reverse the sour reaction from Woo Kihwan, I added a word.

“The homeroom teacher is here.”