The Munchkin Disciple Wants To Stop Being Obsessed Over

23 – Entrance Exam

It is morning.

Warm sunlight shines on my face. I hear the sound of birds chirping, and the feel of the soft blanket wraps me comfortably.

“Hmm.”

There was an option to wake up, but I boldly gave up that option.

I crouched down and pulled the blanket, which was halfway down, up to my chin. My eyes had never been open since a long time ago.

‘No one wakes me up.’

Rather than a shabby room in a log cabin, this inn room where I paid to stay was truly the perfect place for a good night’s sleep.

“Tweet!”

Except for this bird sound right next to your face.

“Tweet!”

I have heard of it from adults. Babies wake up from their sleep all the time and harass their parents.

But who knew? This also applies to birds, not mammals. I am not even the parent of this bird.

“Tweet!”

“I’ve heard the story about a diligent bird catching a bug…”

I’ve never heard of an early bird picking out its owner’s eyes with its beak.

“Okay. “I’ll get up.”

The effect of the beak massage was amazing, and I ended up having to stand up and rub my stinging eyes.

“Tweet. I know that?”

“Tweet?”

When I asked a question while putting on clothes, the tweet made me tilt my head.

As I looked at that obnoxious sight, I got grumpy and started to open my mouth.

Well, you probably won’t be able to understand it anyway.

“Writers who write novels must never abandon the heroines they create. Why? Then it really sucks. But···.”

“Tweet?”

On the topic of baby birds. Tweet looked like he was asking what kind of bullsh*t this was.

My eyebrows twitched at my very arrogant attitude, but I paid it no mind and continued speaking while handing Tweet a piece of bread.

“Birds like you that don’t have a mammary tube can be abandoned. Why? “No one expects anything from a bird like you.”

“Tweet!”

Could it be that he even understands what I am saying? When I said something nonsense, Tweet looked angry.

Can we lose? I dropped bread crumbs in front of Tweet and continued to tease his mouth.

“Now, let’s imagine that you are a reader. What do you think it would be like for you? Would you want to mate with a heroine who is pretty, has a high status, and has a lot to touch? Or would you want to mate with a bird that doesn’t have a mother’s barrel?”

“Tweet…”

“Tweet. Although I saved you on a humane level, I have no expectations of you. So please…”

I guess the bread didn’t suit my taste. Tweet, who couldn’t possibly have understood what I was saying, made a noise as if he was suffering and fell down in his seat.

“Please don’t cause trouble and grow up quietly. “Then wouldn’t there be meaning in saving you?”

I said with a happy smile on my face while stroking the sullen little head of Tweet.

“Oh my, what can I say to a child who doesn’t even understand me…”

Then, I suddenly felt a sense of self-destruction.

No matter how bad the bird may be that disturbs your sweet sleep.

I can’t believe you were giving facts to a baby bird that wasn’t even fully grown.

“Tweet!”

The sight was so ugly even for a baby bird that Tweet began to squirm again.

“Okay. “I won’t talk nonsense, so just grow up.”

I felt sorry inside and thought as I ran my fingers through Tweet’s hair.

Actually, it’s not that there are no expectations placed on Tweet.

The tweeter that is fluttering in front of me right now is a baby bluebird. But that wasn’t the case in the game.

She stirred the air, showing off her size as big as a house, and spewed out her black magical power onto the heavens and earth.

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Is that all? He even reigned over the sky by riding the Seven Deadly Sins on his back.

But.

‘This bird is now mine.’

Not now. I rescued Tweet and raised him myself.

So, it would not be the Seven Deadly Sins and the Monsters that reigned over the sky, but Kamel and Tweet.

Suddenly, the blood fills up. Because it reminded me of my future self, reigning over the sky and wielding two swords.

“hehehe.”

“Tweet…?”

When I smiled full of ambition, Tweet tilted his head.

“Well, I’ve prepared plenty here, so just wait patiently.”

Either way or not. I put a generous amount of bread crumbs on the desk and started getting ready to leave.

Because today was the day to take the entrance exam.

“It’s an entrance exam…”

I felt strange. I’m a new student at Arden Academy.

It is clear that life in the future will not be smooth.

Nevertheless, I can’t help but feel excited.

“Huh, I’ll come back.”

After calming my pounding heart with deep breaths, I opened the door and went outside.

****

Aden Academy was literally crowded.

There were so many carriages that they lined up endlessly from the front gate to beyond, and in front of the main gate, people of various ages were telling their own stories.

The interior of the academy, which only current cadets and test takers could enter, did not look much different.

Were there that many applicants? In the vast grounds, hundreds of young people can be seen heading to the exam center with various expressions on their faces.

Is it because there are so many people? A variety of human groups were seen.

Those who are nervous and trembling.

These people are full of confidence.

People saying hello to someone they are close to.

And even those who have already started talking behind their backs.

“What is he? “You walk all the way here alone.”

“He must be a commoner. Look at me. “You’re holding two swords without any foundation.”

“Just by looking at him, he seems like a pretentious guy.”

“It’s best to trample on kids like that.”

“But he was handsome. “I really hope he falls down a bit.”

Is it because he has unusual black hair? Or maybe it’s because he has a pretty respectable appearance.

People I’ve never seen in my life look at me and raise their voices.

I don’t care. Most of them will fail the exam anyway.

And since I also received compliments like, “You’re handsome,” I didn’t feel that bad.

As I walked like that, I soon arrived inside a large auditorium.

“Oh…”

I had to let out an exclamation.

What can I say? It was a scenery reminiscent of the Colosseum.

The interior was grand enough to accommodate over a thousand test takers.

There is a training ground in the center that is large enough to be called a playground, and there are chairs packed around it like bleachers.

And above all.

‘Magic is really good, but…’

A rectangular hologram created by magic, floating in the air of the training ground, caught my eye.

‘Isn’t it better without that thing?’

I sat down in the first empty seat I saw and complained.

Because, honestly, it was difficult for me, who knew the purpose of that hologram.

‘How will everyone react?’

On the other hand, it also piqued my interest.

Of course, everyone here can watch the cadets taking the exam through that hologram.

The entrance exam is conducted using ‘fantasy magic,’ and the content is truly interesting.

When the test taker places his/her hand on the crystal ball placed in the training room, the illusion magic is activated.

What is reflected in the hologram is the inner self of the viewer under the spell of illusion.

What the test taker witnesses is the illusion of the being that the test taker fears the most or thinks is the strongest.

When the test taker faces a wall that he cannot overcome.

What the examiner wants to see is not whether the candidate wins or loses, but rather the will and ability shown by the candidate.

How much skill does it show?

How much will do you have?

The reason for revealing this to everyone who looks at it is to provide stimulation.

To promote academic enthusiasm by showing insurmountable walls.

To create competition by showing other people’s fantasies.

Aden Academy has been conducting entrance exams this way for a long time.

“The problem is…”

When my turn comes, the person who will appear in front of me is determined.

What if I say it twice? That being is unconditionally a teacher. Because I have never seen anyone stronger or more fearsome than you.

“I can’t do it gently.”

If you do that, you may be attacked by your teacher in an instant and fail the test.

So, even if it wasn’t the best, a certain level of sincerity had to be shown.

“In front of these newbies.”

I looked around at the crowded crowd and muttered.

There are so many people gathered, but unfortunately, only a few of them are as skilled as me.

In such a situation.

What if Master appears in that hologram?

What if you show yourself fighting on equal terms with that teacher?

“Everyone will frown.”

That was the reason it was difficult. I couldn’t imagine how afraid those newbies would be of me when they realized my level.

As I was thinking that, I heard an unfamiliar voice next to me.

“Why are you talking to yourself like that? “Do you have a personality problem?”

Oh, maybe I was too absorbed in being alone.

Looking to the side, a boy with light golden hair was frowning at her as he put his index finger to his mouth.

“···.”

Feeling embarrassed, I smiled shyly and made an apology gesture.

‘It was next to him.’

Even though he is a man, this is a face I remember. I felt happy for a moment, but I decided to just keep my mouth shut.

Because.

‘It’s annoying.’

He was a main character and a friend who was inevitably involved in the main episode, but not now.

More than anything, he was also a man.

“I will start the entrance exam now.”

As I was thinking that, a voice filled with mana began to echo through the auditorium.

“The test is…”

When I turned my gaze to the source of the sound, I saw a cheerful-looking moderator guiding the candidates about the test to be taken.

“Huh…”

Is he at least nervous? The friend next to me who had scolded me exhales.

“Then let’s begin the test. Candidates whose names are called can come up here. Now, the first candidate…”

Starting with the first candidate, the test proceeded quickly.

‘It’s fun.’

Is it because everyone’s paths in life are different? The beings that appeared in the hologram were very diverse.

From ordinary beings like his father or the monsters he encountered in the forest to beings that are difficult to dare to encounter, such as sword saints, saints, warriors, emperors, etc.

It was more fun than I thought to see each person trying to break down the wall they had been unable to overcome.

“Rose Van Darmien.”

A nice name to hear while you are having fun.

When she lowered her gaze, she saw Rose walking proudly across the gym, her bright red hair flowing.

‘Who will come out?’

I couldn’t bear to ask, but I was also curious.

‘Cayden? Jetty? Dunkel?

Aren’t they all extremely vicious people? If there is one among them, I would like to curse at him later.

The moment I think about it.

Rose placed her hand on her crystal orb and a completely unexpected presence appeared in her hologram.

“···!”

“···!”

Did I even feel the strength of that existence? The faces of the professors sitting at the judging table were filled with astonishment.

“Huh?”

I also had to tilt her head and rub her eyes.

“Why are you out there?”

The being waved its shiny platinum hair that hung down to its waist and opened its dainty lips.

“I don’t know if it’s rose or rosy. “Didn’t I tell you not to come here?”

It was the teacher.