Chapter 252: The Finals
Location: Seren Tenshin High School Stadium
The students stood watching Seria's fight end.
With Seria's victory,
the voices erupted.
"Bana, did you win?"
"So, the entire class lost to a first-year?"
"Isn't this really that good?"
"Bana... Senior Tang An lost to Seria?"
"Hey... Isn't this big news?"
"If that's the case, the president should go and handle it himself."
The students spoke in shock at the sixth-year defeat.
The teachers in charge of the competition watched the fight with confused expressions.
"Two geniuses, two first-years, defeated all sixth-years?"
"How could this be?"
"Almost all sixth-years lost to a first-year?"
"Seriously, what's going on with these two kids? "
Professor Veronica's gaze fell on Zenon, who had defeated a sixth-year senior.
"It's not surprising. These two kids had fought with the headmaster.
It's tolerable, but whatever. They're amazing. How could these two be so good?"
Seraphim, who was hiding in the crowd, was secretly watching the match.
[This is Seria, so skilled in fighting... Well done, Seria. Let me back you up. Don't forget about this big brother.]
Seria admired Seria, who was so skilled in fighting, defeating all the sixth-year students.
Sora, the student council president, stood watching the fight.
He looked at Zenon, who had returned from the battle.
Sora remained calm, a slight smile appearing.
"Interesting. Of these two, who is better, Zenon or Seria? Things are getting more interesting."
In the center of the field, Seria stood waving to the audience, both hands raised.
To cheers. "Now, where are you? No cheering. No passion at all. Hurry up! Cheers, cheers!"
There was silence. No encouragement given to the two first-year students at all.
Because it was a shame for the seniors to lose to a winger.
Seria continued to wave. "No cheering at all. I've risen to become the strongest. Isn't that great?"
Seria looked around the field, his gaze fixed on Seraph,
standing in the crowd.
Seria smiled. "Brother Seraph, Brother Seraph, over here, over here. It's me, it's me!"
Seria jumped to get Seraph's attention.
"Brother Seraph, look at me. I've won this much! Our seniors...
have lost to all of us. Look, brother, brother. I'll definitely win!"
Seria provoked the seniors who lost to the first-years.
Resentment began to bubble up. There should have been a shout of insults, but because everyone here had lost the competition,
they had no right to say no.
The resentment and contempt quickly coalesced, and they prayed to God to make this girl lose.
All the students expressed their anger towards Seria.
They wanted Seria to lose.
And Seraph was staring at him.
Those gazes pierced Seraph, who had been dragged into the spotlight by Seria.
Xenon stood still, turning to look at Seraph. [Why are you here? According to Seria's calculations, shouldn't Seraph win over there?]
President Sora was shocked when Seraph returned.
His eyes reflected Seraph's, who was staring angrily at the students.
"Seraph, are you back? Ana, tell me, what Seria said about the direction of the competition over there?
There's no need to do much, because I've already made preparations with the headmaster.
Seraph will win? No, Seraph's presence here means he's lost. I have to leave that to Deni.
Veronica looked at Seraph, who had appeared in the competition over there.
"Seraph, have you lost? Why are you here?"
Seraph walked away from the crowd and disappeared.
[Seria, you've made me stand out again. I'm a little sister who needs to be taught a lesson. No, you're so good. I'll get you instead.
Hurry up and get out of here to alleviate these kids' anger.]
Seraph walked off the field.
Seraph, upon seeing Seraph leave, floated down to the center of the field.
Phew, thump!
Veronica stood between them.
"Alright, you guys have an hour to rest before the finals. If you need anything, go ahead and do it."
Seria nodded. Turning to look at Sora, who was standing on the spectator's platform, Seria took a deep breath.
"Alright, students and teachers, this will be a decisive battle between the greatest geniuses.
Let's make a bet. You can choose your bet if you're confident in watching the fight.
For this match, analyze who will win. You can place your bet.
I'm betting on myself. Ten gold coins. You seniors, I hope you're right in using your eyes to analyze."
Sora jumped into the battlefield. Whoosh! Boom!
Sora landed in front of Teacher Veronica.
The conversation was about Sora.
"Look! The student council president's down!"
"The president's down!"
"The president's down to deal with Seria's arrogance!"
"That's right, that's right!"
"Seria's in trouble! The student council president's down. That gambling is against the rules."
The student council president spoke up. "Now, proud students of Seren Tenshin High School," he said.
The student council has approved this gambling. We've prepared a limited number of tickets for this bet, each worth ten gold coins.
I've come up with this idea: Age is just a number. Look closely at this first-year student.
This kid who's standing here isn't just any kid, even if he has a bit of a foul mouth.
But look at him. You've lost to someone younger than you.
Feel ashamed. Feel sad. This is what it means to try.
A first-year student who's made it to the second rank. You should be ashamed.
From now on, we'll focus on you all, becoming stronger.
This child participated in the battle of last month's battle. A fierce battle, some even couldn't survive.
Choose who you want to be. Win for yourself and become stronger.
To lose to this child and curse this child to lose.
Look with your eyes. Look with your hands. Feel with your feet. Listen with your heart. Feel with your feelings. See with your fear.
Look with your eyes. Do you think this child only has talent?
Innate eyes and the ability to train.
Think carefully. What are you studying here for?
The students' voices were gossiping.
"Even if you say that, we're not that talented?"
"Yes, we train all the time."
"Yes, we train, but it's only this much?"
"There's a difference between a genius and an ordinary person."
Sora shouted. The students' voices rang out.
"Quiet! "
Sora's shout rang out, and the students fell silent.
"Listen, is it really that sad, to have a younger, more talented student who has lived longer than you?!"
Listen, listen, listen, listen... I've seen students who are even more talented than these two.
From now on, Seren Tenshin Academy will begin to change. Students who don't try and make progress will be expelled.
From now on, Seren Tenshin Academy will be expelled.
This school only trains those who try."
Sora finished speaking.
The students' silence was a sign of fear.
From Sora's right, applause erupted. "Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap."
"Excellent, senior Sora. Just as you said, you weak, scumbags."
This place doesn't accept the weak. The changes will start tomorrow, so be prepared.
The students fell silent.
Outside the stadium
Seraph walked out of the stadium, not intending to go inside.
[What should we do now? Should we just go home? It looks dangerous today. Let's go before we don't get home.
Seria, it's been a long time. Is that what confidence is?]
Seraph headed out of the school, planning to go home.
The students ran to the stadium.
"Hurry! The battle for the best fighter is about to begin."
"Is Student Council President Sora participating?"
"The president isn't competing, so only the first-years are left."
Seraph watched the two students run.
Time passed. Seraph walked outside the school.
It was afternoon, and the battle had been going on for a long time.
Seraph watched the sun begin to set.
"That's all for today." Now the whole school knows me too.
Seraph walked home as the deciding match inside Seren Tenshin Academy began.
On the field of play
Seria stood confidently, looking at the betting scoreboard.
The numbers indicated who was voted to win.
Seria's was 562.
Xenon's was 570.
Xenon's betting score was higher than Seria's.
Seria smiled slightly. "Looks like there's no need to hold back, right?"
Xenon spoke up. "Go all out, man."
A flash of green light swept the two away. Whoosh.