Ex Rank Supporting Role’s Replay in a Prestigious School

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"Baek Ho, Red Ho. Nice to meet you. Use whatever you want, except for the fifth floor I use."

Director Hwang Myeong-ho's wife.

The Emperor saw the image of the Emperor and the Emperor met two sacred culprits.

The enemy looks at you with a smile and can't understand the yellowing.

"Huang Ho, why did you and I call Baek Ho here? You blame us for leaving everything to you, don't you?"

In the words of the enemy, the Emperor recalled a very vague past.

"Grudge."

Heavenly God who gave gentle grace to the Korean peninsula.

A god who resembled the great god of heaven.

Chungho was having a happy face at the foot of the Prophet.

Baek Ho and Red Ho who were running together on rough ground.

And the leader of the Ho clan who respected him more than anyone else.

The past was so glorious that everything in the world seemed light.

'· · · My relatives have already been punished.'

Baek Ho, who asked God for the freedom to go anywhere, was tied up in a new prison.

The enemy, who asked God to forgive the Ung people, was betrayed by the Ung people and lost everything.

The Emperor was not even a little bit wealthy when he saw the punishment of his two best friends.

"To resent the two friends who are already being punished?"

Every time the two relatives looked at themselves with their guilt eyes, their dead eyes suffered enough that the motivation of life was gone.

Now that I've changed my eyes, I'll be happy to be with you.

"Eun Ho will forgive you too."

The Emperor approached the view of the silver coffin on the parlour wall and said:

"I should be grateful to God. I've given you new goals and helped you regain consciousness."

In the eyes of the Emperor, who looks at the Baek Ho and the Red Ho with his silver commander's gaze, the feeling of life is not buried at all.

It was a glittering eye, which the Crusader usually considered very ominous.

* * *

Last day of March.

Morning.

I found a first grade classroom.

As expected, Yooseong-hoon, who completed basketball teacher morning training, was in school early.

"Cousin, what is it?"

"Hey, Yoohyun. Come on out."

I summoned Yoohyun to a corridor where there was no one.

Yooseong-hoon immediately followed without saying a word.

There was something I wanted to ask when I saw Yooseong-hoon's face.

"You're not her."

Yooseong Hun nodded when he said the names of two students belonging to the first grade class.

"Cousin, do you know him?"

"No, I don't know."

"Then stay unaware."

I was a little surprised by Yooseong-hoon's resolute attitude.

"I feel like a little minky."

Yooseong-hoon was beaten in the back and died, so I feel better.

The two of you I told you about are the most admissible denizens.

They were the ones who killed Kim Shin-rok and were about to become a first-grader.

'I would have killed Kim Sin-rok and looked back as the best wall, but it was wrong, so I wouldn't have had more accidents than I thought.'

Not many evils have been committed yet.

However, the fundamentals do not seem to have changed after hearing Yooseong-hoon say.

I was determined.

"I can't let you carry a silver commercial. '

Even with the evil that they have committed in the future, they do not know what they will do for themselves in the changed future.

The family also lives well enough to satisfy the most favorable villages, but they seem to be fine.

Even in the game, it was fantastic to wrap a snake-like evil into a trivial prank that would make friends.

'They are the ones who are capable of self-rationalization, avoidance, and intelligence manipulation. Silver ads, of course, should be removed from the player world forever, if possible.'

Those two who follow the fate of Cheonan, and their evil hairs run wild.

They survive the event where the students are killed.

Seal all three or four of the existing emergency shelves and run away with SSR-class items.

Because if there are other students, they get in the way when they run.

"What else are you going to do?"

"Why."

"Your face is a little rough."

"What's wrong."

I was just thinking about how to deal with that axis of silver advertising evil in the future.

"It's the look I made before I slaughtered my grandson."

Yooseong-hoon snapped at my shoulder and laughed.

"What time is it this Saturday? Calibrate the dormitory."

"Yeah, I'll see you at lunch. I want to eat outside."

"Let's put up about Jang Nam Wook on video call."

I planned the weekend with Yooseong-hoon giggling.

Jang Nam Wook doesn't belong to the silver advertisement, so Yoohyun wants to play with him in any format.

It's packed with the word "raise."

When this is done safely, I will have to play with Yooseong-hoon and Jang Nam Wook with the prize.

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The class that announced the afternoon class was a traditional march by the National Anthem Department, also known as a choreographer.

[The prestigious golden worker]]

Jiing ―

When the head of the National Treasury shouted, a groan was heard and the play began.

The pleasant sounds of drunken butterflies, caterpillars, drunkards, jings, and Jabara, the usual and percussive instruments.

Thanks to the surprising curve, the drowsiness that came after lunch sprung up.

"The breath of the wilderness," which was a morning class, was good, but not bad. '

I opened an electronic textbook, an energy-economy introduction, stored on the device while listening to the class.

Afternoon lessons are an introduction to energy-economy, which was the most convenient course.

In other words, it is the first lesson of Hani's gift, Public Hearing.

"It was the public hearing that led me to give an introduction to aesthetics on behalf of Mr. Choi, who was in need of it. I beg of you."

Behind the table stood the notion of goodness as a human being.

'It looked very good in the game, but it actually looked more like it.'

There were fewer than ten students left since the first grade ran away from the best class.

But today.

The teacher changed from the best to the best, and there was one more student.

'Glad you didn't skip the class changeable period.'

Class-changeable periods are extended for March.

Hahn joined the class.

Han sat next to me and looked up at me with a joyful face.

"Is this the only progress you've made? It's the same as it was for the first time."

Students were questioned about the progress of the class.

I didn't take lessons for the best.

All day long, I've been blowing my class with bullshit like bragging about connections, complaining about society, not asking questions, not asking questions, not asking questions about politicians, not asking questions about other teachers' schemes and unfounded slanders.

'Almost memorized the spell.'

Spells of the curse that, when used in the classroom, invoke the hatred and anger of the majority of students;

"Sir Jindo, get out."

I don't know how many times I wanted to shout.

I didn't want to call myself a teacher, so I couldn't stand it.

"The most important thing when studying is' Why? It's a question. Why should we study ENAMI?"

The public chaos continued the class with a gloomy voice.

Even though Han didn't hear his ears, he didn't seem to miss a word of public hearing with a reading technique.

He kept his gaze off the public face.

"You can search for energies with wearable devices, use analytical items, or use insight-like skills."

Less than ten students also focused on the words of the Public Hearing.

The public was able to gather their gaze even in a contradictory tone.

"The answer is to cut down on time. Because in a second-second response to a variable scenario,"

Public blueprints continued.

"The operation of the device, the use of items and skills, takes time. Reducing that time will help you to be in a more favorable position."

The public blueprint is a wearable device that floats the table of contents of the introduction to aesthetics on an electronic blackboard.

"Enaesthetics will be a useful weapon."

After completing the introductory orientation of ENERGY, the public blueprint occasionally appeared on an electronic chalkboard and started the class.

Excellent content as expected.

Bertin was worth it until his best interests fell out.

'It would have been noticeable to apply for this class as soon as the public hearings took place.'

Just as long as you sit next to me and take a hard class.

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April 1st.

It became Fools' Day.

Even in the world before, April Fools Day was treated as a kind of festival at school.

Set up a day table behind the classroom or hide under it.

Fill up your gym outfit and make it look like a scarecrow or leave it behind your classroom.

Or sit back and forth in your uniform.

Apply ketchup and play corpses all over the school.

Graduates come in and hide in uniform.

The pranks of the previous world's Fools Day were also pleasant enough.

However, the silversmith prank was different.

"Argh!"

"Argh!"

When you leave the dorm early in the morning.

There was a scream in the 2,3rd grade dormitory building.

From a distance, a mass of gas resembling a ghost species enome was wandering around the 2,3rd grade dormitory.

'I guess the first grade hasn't been through the ENAMI practice yet.'

There were also gas chunks in the staff quarters, but they were being kicked out instantly.

It was a quick and agile way for veteran teachers of silver advertising.

'You've already started messing around.'

Fools' Day was a small festival of silver commercials.

The level of playfulness of high school students with good talent and good heads was unimaginable.

"Just a quick introduction to the game was amazing. '

Traps and portals will be installed throughout the central area by the 2nd and 3rd graders and some classrooms will be renovated to look like this.

The lake, the blue tiger inside the school grounds will freeze or evaporate or the monsters will descend.

'You must have been stressed by academic and second-hand targets. If you don't get hurt, you're gonna be fine.'

And one of today's best pranks is the clock tower in front of the silver advertising front door.

'How the hell did you set that up?'

The White Front Door Clock Tower was transformed into a Neon Sign Tower.

Hundreds of large and small silver billboard-shaped neon signs covered the clock tower.

Early in the morning, students were standing at the clock tower at the front door with their mouths open.

Silver Advertising teachers will rot their heads all day today, but the majority of students will have a good April Fools Day.

So when people first heard about the silver ads in the game, no one believed them.

On Fools' Day, two taxi drivers and two passengers were killed in a car accident near the Silver Ad Gate.

'I used to think that someone was a bad liar.'

The taxi driver had family to support.

The passenger was just a junior high school kid.

Later, the article opened and the silver ad fell into a big shock.

I didn't know exactly when and where the accident was going to go off.

I only knew that there was an accident near the silver advertisement this morning.

'I thought I couldn't respond.'

The only skyscraper in the Silver Canyon.

On the rooftops of the Yellowknife Tower, you can see the entire Silver Canyon.

Today the weather was good and there were no clouds.

The wind on the rooftop of the 55-story building was refreshing.

Character with genius skills.

"under the anvil"

If you borrow his fanaticism, the leader of the second grade of Silver Advertising, it won't be difficult to monitor the entire Silver Canyon.

Check each moving taxi to target secondary school students.

"Cousin."

Immediately released the player's trajectory and looked at the sound of his voice.

It was Huangzhou.

"I didn't show up at school. I tracked it down just in case of emergency. It's natural to worry about a student as a director."

Goddamn it.

Did you use the director's authority to track the location of the device paid for by the school?

"Of course this is bullshit. April Fools' Day was busy, so I was wondering why I was so busy. You know this is my building, right?"

Huangji quickly confessed with a glimmer of eyes.

I don't think I was going to hide it from the beginning.

The first grade attendance rate is ruined today.

I can't stop Emperor from doing what he wants.

Sir, I'm sorry.

"To stop a car accident."

"Yes? Then I'll help you."

I don't know why I know there's a car accident.

"Let's play a big game at school when we're done."

So, did you want to play around on Fool's Day?

I would appreciate it if the Emperor could help.

If the chances of preventing an accident increase a little, you can play around as much as you want.

I nodded and the Emperor smiled with a glance.

"Then it's a deal."

The Emperor steps up to the rooftop railing of the Yellowknife Building.

The enemy who was standing on the balcony railing of my dormitory at the time of my first appearance, and the Ho people are better off on high ground.

Huangzhou stretched his arms wide while maintaining perfect balance.

"This body is the guardian of the New World. As far as I'm concerned, there is no secret inside the silver basket."

Decommissioning of the most convenient establishments is a neglected topic.

Now that I haven't been interested, it's obvious I don't know.

Paa ―

When the Emperor's power was opened, the flow of atmosphere completely changed.

Huangzhou's hair and eyes turned golden.

A circle of gold and pressure spreading around the Ecliptic Reef.

Even without the insight skills, you could see that it's not the power humans have against you.

'Is this the power of the sacred culprit?'

I've never seen the Emperor use his power in full because he rarely intervenes.

As the Emperor reached out, the golden particles were spreading into the air, enveloping the entire silver basket.

Rain of golden particles in downtown Silver Cantonese below the blue sky.

It was a fantastic sight.

Paaaa ―!

The Emperor suddenly blinks.

The Beast's Eye-like Pupils flashed golden.

"Cousin. There's no room for boredom with you."

The glittering eyes had a faint life, unlike usual.

"There are Ungs around Eun Gwang-gu right now. Their target is the one who's running in speed violation."

April Fool's Day Traffic Accident in front of the Silver Advertising Gate.

I thought it was an unfortunate accident.