“Reinhart? I heard he’s a superhuman.”0

“That’s cheating!” Richard Haulman shouted.0

“Are you yelling at me?”0

“N-No. I mean… I’m sorry.” He shrank back, bowing his head.0

He was furious at having failed to win a single set in the quarterfinals. He had already sensed his defeat when he saw his opponent use Mana Reinforcement in the Round of 32.0

But his opponent hadn’t even used that against him.0

He had been overwhelmed by some strange force which had created unintended openings that ultimately led to his defeat.0

The lack of information about his opponent going into the match was also a mistake on his part.0

So he did his investigations afterward and found out that Reinhart was a superhuman.0

That was unfair.0

Why should he, who had trained honestly and diligently, lose to something so absurd and unreasonable as a superpower?0

Richard Haulman gritted his teeth, eyes wide with anger.0

If it hadn’t been for the supernatural power, he would have won. He could have crushed him. But such excuses were useless.2

Richard Haulman was currently in the dormitory of one of the general classes, Irazon Class.0

His classmates and some other seniors of his class were gathered there.0

Even though this was the Temple, it was festival time, and so things were a little more relaxed. As a result, they were gathered in one of the dorm rooms, having a drinking party.0

This wasn’t a Royal Class dorm room so it was lacking in several ways, but this was still the Temple, so it wasn’t overly cramped.0

The students in the room did not seem like the sort who diligently followed the Temple’s lifestyle.0

A senior, who seemed to be the leader...0