"Baiklah, cukup." Pielott, yang sedari tadi mengayunkan pedangnya tanpa henti, tiba-tiba mendapati sebilah bilah menempel di dadanya. Tepat saat ia hendak mengayun lebar, pedang Frondier sudah berdiri tenang di depan nyawanya. "Mundur dan dinginkan kepalamu." "...Aku belum selesai...!" "Ini kesempatan terakhirmu." Mendengar ucapan Frondier, mulut Pielott terkatup. Ada kilau peringatan jauh di dalam mata Frondier yang lesu. Pielott menutup mulutnya dan sejenak merenungi kata-kata Frondier. Yah, tentu saja, itu karena aku yang paling menjanjikan di antara murid baru— "Karena penilaianmu sungguh bodoh." "Kau masuk bersama lima orang dari ruang tunggu, jadi kau seharusnya tahu bahwa sejak kalian masuk ke sini, kalian sudah menjadi satu tim. Jadi, kalau satu orang didiskualifikasi, empat sisanya juga didiskualifikasi." Mendengar itu, mata Pielott membelalak, dan ia menoleh ke belakang. Di antara empat orang yang menonton pertarungannya, selain Dier, tiga lainnya menatapnya dengan mata suram. Hanya Dier yang mengangkat bahu dengan ekspresi biasanya. "Akan terlalu menyedihkan kalau empat orang sisanya didiskualifikasi tanpa bisa berbuat apa-apa hanya karena satu orang mengambil keputusan bodoh dan sepihak. Itulah alasannya, bodoh. Kau orang sombong yang mengira hanya dirimu yang hebat." Frondier berkata sambil mendorong pedangnya ke depan. Bilah yang maju perlahan itu tidak menusuk atau melukai Pielott, tapi memaksanya untuk mundur. "Aku bilang ini kesempatan terakhirmu. Pikirkan baik-baik bersama teman-temanmu di sana." Pielott menggigit bibir bawahnya, lalu, seolah akhirnya sadar, menggelengkan kepala dan ekspresinya menjadi lebih tenang. Ia berbalik dan berjalan menuju empat orang lainnya dengan langkah berat. Terjadi keheningan sejenak. Yang lain tidak tahu harus berkata apa kepada Pielott. Pielott pun tidak berniat mengatakan apa pun kepada mereka. Ia tahu seharusnya minta maaf, tapi harga dirinya menahan lidahnya. Yang memecah keheningan adalah Dier. Saat Pielott menatapnya, Dier berbicara dengan senyum yang cerah. "Kau dihajar habis-habisan!" "Wah, benar juga, senior tahun kedua memang hebat. Kalau aku yang hadapi, tiga detik juga aku sudah berguling-guling di lantai." Meski begitu, mata Dier berbinar. Pielott tidak mengerti. Ada apa dengan orang ini? Apa itu mata orang yang mengakui kelemahannya sendiri? Dier berkata dengan mata cerah berwarna itu. "Datang ke Constel adalah pilihan yang tepat!" Mendengar itu, ekspresi semua orang, termasuk Pielott, berubah. Mata mereka membelalak sesaat, lalu raut wajah mereka mengendur. Orang yang pertama kali memberi tahu Dier tentang ruang tunggu bertanya. "Kau punya ide?" Dier langsung menjawab. Pielott mengerutkan kening dan berkata. "Kau punya cara untuk mengalahkan 'Frondier si Pemalas'?" "Tidak, aku tidak bisa mengalahkan si Pemalas." Itu pun jawaban yang keluar seketika. Dari suatu tempat, terdengar suara lelah berkata, "Berhenti memanggilku begitu." "Tapi tujuan ujian ini bukan mengalahkan senior itu, kan? Kurasa sekarang semua sudah sadar. Kenapa ujian ini terdengar begitu mudah saat kita hanya mendengar penjelasannya." Dier berbicara sambil mengarahkan jarinya ke kunci. Lulus dengan menyentuh kunci, apa pun caranya. Mendengar kata-katanya saja, itu terdengar seperti ujian mudah yang membuat orang bertanya-tanya kenapa repot-repot diadakan. "Bahkan kalau kami semua menggabungkan kekuatan dan mengincar kunci itu dengan sekuat tenaga, mungkin tetap sulit." "Syaratnya sendiri sengaja dibuat semudah itu karena senior itu. Dia bisa menaikkan tingkat kesulitannya sendirian." Semua mengangguk dengan ekspresi penuh tekad. Mereka semua menyaksikan pertarungan Pielott. Air hitam misterius. Cairan yang volume dan jumlahnya tak diketahui, menyerang dalam bentuk dan lintasan yang tak terduga. Batasan bahwa Frondier harus tetap duduk tidak lagi terasa seperti batasan. Pielott berkata sambil menyipitkan mata. "Ada serangan tak terlihat. Mungkin sulit menyadarinya dari belakang." "...Masa. Serangan tak terlihat?" "Awalnya aku juga tidak yakin, tapi setelah beberapa kali bertarung, aku jadi pasti. Serangan cairan hitam itu memang menakutkan, tapi di sela-selanya, serangan tak terlihat menyelinap masuk. Kerusakannya sendiri tidak besar, tapi itu membuat kau kehilangan keseimbangan di momen-momen krusial." Mendengar itu, semua saling menatap. Mungkinkah mereka benar-benar menghadapi cairan hitam sekaligus serangan tak terlihat itu? "Tidak apa-apa. Aku sudah tahu soal itu." Dier berkata saat itu juga. Ia tidak terkejut. Saat menonton pertarungan Pielott, ia tidak melewatkan apa pun. Pielott bertanya dengan curiga. "Rencananya sudah memperhitungkan hal itu, jadi dengarkan semuanya." Dier berkata dan memberi isyarat agar mereka mendekat. Seperti kata Frondier, kelimanya menundukkan kepala bersama dan mulai berdiskusi. Setelah mendengar seluruh rencana, semua mengangguk. Pielott, meski tidak sepenuhnya senang, mengakui bahwa rencana Dier masuk akal. Sementara itu, murid perempuan yang mengkhususkan diri dalam sihir menghela napas seolah baru teringat sesuatu. "...Kalau dipikir-pikir, ini tahap kedua, kan?" Itu fakta yang sebenarnya tidak ingin mereka ketahui, tapi begitu mendengarnya, pandangan mereka jadi gelap. "Kalau tahap kedua saja seperti ini, seberapa kuat senior-senior di tahap ketiga, keempat, dan kelima?" Mereka merasakan rasa kagum sekaligus ngeri yang kuat, bukan hanya kepada Frondier, tapi juga kepada para senior yang menunggu di tahap-tahap berikutnya. Sebab mereka percaya bahwa Frondier adalah yang terlemah di antara mereka.
Bab 388
"Alright, that's enough." Pielott, who had been swinging his sword relentlessly, suddenly found a blade pressed against his chest. Just as he was about to make a big swing, Frondier's sword quietly stood before his life. "Step back and cool your head." "...I'm not done yet...!" "This is your last chance." At Frondier's words, Pielott's mouth shut. A warning glint resided deep within Frondier's languid eyes. Pielott closed his mouth and thought for a moment at Frondier's words. Well, of course, it's because I'm the most promising among the freshmen— "Because your judgment is so idiotic." "You came in with five people from the waiting room, so you should know that you're a team from the moment you entered here. So, if one person is disqualified, the remaining four are disqualified as well." At those words, Pielott's eyes widened, and he looked back. Among the four who had been watching his fight, excluding Dier, the other three were looking at him with sunken eyes. Only Dier shrugged with his usual expression. "It would be too pitiful if the remaining four were disqualified without being able to do anything because of one person's stupid and unilateral choice. That's the reason, you fool. You arrogant fool who thinks he's the only one who's good." Frondier spoke as he pushed his sword forward. The slowly advancing blade didn't stab or cut Pielott, but it forced him to step back. "I said it was your last chance. Think carefully with your friends over there." Pielott bit his lower lip, then, as if he had finally come to his senses, shook his head and his expression became calmer. He turned around and walked towards the four others with heavy steps. There was a brief silence. The others didn't know what to say to Pielott. Pielott also had no intention of saying anything to them. He thought it was right to apologize, but his pride prevented him from speaking. It was Dier who broke the silence. When Pielott looked at him, Dier spoke with a refreshing smile. "You got totally wrecked!" "Man, as expected, the second years are amazing. If it were me, I would have been rolling on the floor in 3 seconds." Despite his words, Dier's eyes were sparkling. Pielott couldn't understand it. What was with this guy? Were those the eyes of someone who admitted to being weak? Dier said with those bright, colorful eyes. "Coming to Constel was the right choice!" At those words, the expressions of everyone, including Pielott, changed. Their eyes widened for a moment, and then their expressions relaxed. The man who had first told Dier about the waiting room asked. "Do you have an idea?" Dier answered immediately. Pielott frowned and said. "You have a way to defeat 'Frondier of Sloth'?" "No, I can't defeat Sloth." This was also an immediate answer. From somewhere, a tired voice could be heard saying, "Stop calling me that." "But the goal of this test isn't to defeat the upperclassman, right? I think everyone has realized it by now. Why this test seemed so easy when we only heard the explanation." Dier spoke while pointing his finger at the key. Pass by touching the key, no matter what method you use. Just hearing the words, it seemed like an easy test that made you wonder why they even bothered. "Even if all of us combined our strength and aimed for the key with all our might, it might still be difficult." "The condition itself was so easy because of that sunbae. He can increase the difficulty all by himself." Everyone nodded with determined expressions. They had all watched Pielott fight. A mysterious black water. A liquid whose volume and quantity were unknown, attacking in unpredictable shapes and trajectories. The restriction of Frondier having to stay seated no longer felt like a restriction. Pielott said, narrowing his eyes. "There are invisible attacks. It might have been hard to notice from behind." "...No way. Invisible attacks?" "I wasn't sure at first, but after fighting a few times, I became certain. The attacks of that black liquid are scary, but in between them, invisible attacks fly in. The damage itself isn't that great, but it makes you lose your balance at crucial moments." At those words, everyone looked at each other. Could they really deal with both the black liquid and the invisible attacks? "It's okay. I knew about it." Dier spoke at that moment. He wasn't surprised. When he had been watching Pielott fight, he hadn't missed anything. Pielott asked suspiciously. "The plan takes that into account, so listen up everyone." Dier spoke and gestured for them to come closer. As Frondier had said, the five of them put their heads together and began to discuss. After hearing the whole plan, everyone nodded. Pielott, although not entirely pleased, acknowledged that Dier's plan was reasonable. Meanwhile, the female student who specialized in magic sighed as if she had just remembered something. "...Come to think of it, this was the 2nd stage, right?" It was a fact they didn't want to know, but now that they heard it, their vision went dark. "If the 2nd stage is , just how strong are the upperclassmen in the 3rd, 4th, and 5th stages?" They felt a strong sense of awe not only towards Frondier but also towards the upperclassmen waiting in the next stages. Because they believed that Frondier was the weakest among them.
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