The Novel's Extra (0-100)

Chapter 85 - Scout (3)

—Kill them.

I could hear their communication. Immediately, I felt a chill run down my back.

"...Are you sure?"

The Caucasian man asked again. However, the answer was the same. The Caucasian man calmly nodded, gripping his greatsword. The baldy grinned as he held up his double-edged axe.

"Blame your curiosity."

The moment the Caucasian man muttered, the surroundings changed. A tide of darkness shot up from the right side, engulfing everyone.

Kim Suho disappeared into the darkness, and I was left alone with the bald barbarian.

It was an isolation barrier.

"...Haha, big bro always leaves me with the boring work."

Boring work. He was obviously referring to me, but I couldn't refute him either.

Two golden axes were engraved on the chest region of his leather armor. It was a symbol used by Heroes to denote their rank. Two golden weapons indicated intermediate rank. Since there was nothing else other than the two golden axes, he was a grade 9 hero.

"...Why is an intermediate rank Hero doing something like this to a cadet?"

Although I knew the answer, I asked anyway. The baldy smiled without replying. Unlike what his appearance might suggest, he didn't seem to be the talkative type.

The baldy collected his magic power silently. A powerful current of magic power rose up around his axe, heating up the space within the isolation barrier.

Sweat formed on the tip of my nose, and a cold sweat dripped down my back.

I couldn't win against that baldy. His axe could easily split my skull in half, and with the isolation barrier surrounding us, I had no way to run.

But there had to be something I could do....

Suddenly, I had a flash of insight.

I didn't know much about that baldy's personality.

But from his barbaric appearance, I could surmise that he was belligerent, prideful, and reckless.

It wasn't a really logical deduction, but people like him usually looked down on their opponents. He was a typical cliché character that would have appeared several times in novels I've read and written.

"...Huu."

I sighed almost subconsciously.

I bent down and pretended to pick up a rock as I molded Aether into the rock.

95% of Aether was turned into a rock, while the remaining 5% was used to form a transparent thread that wrapped around my wrist and was tied to the rock.

Then, I muttered softly.

"Scan."

The result was 30%.

Although it was above the average, I was less fortunate than normal. The difference in 14% was huge in practice.

"What are you going to do with that?"

Seeing me holding the rock, the baldy showed interest. I fell into thought. Should I just throw it at him? Or tick him off a little more?

"...I just thought this would be enough."

I chose the latter. Immediately, his veins popped up in anger.

My lips dried up.

Will he charge at me in anger? Or will he examine me more closely?