Combat Training (2)

After a few minutes, the teams were split up.

I could see the pitiful results with my own eyes.

[Team 1]:

[Thomas Gray/Henry Clark/ Julie/Albert Rey/Rosen]

[Team 2]:

[Ivy Morris/ Paine/Chun Lee/Alia/Duplessis]

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[Team 5]:

[Trina Mason/ David Foster/Alexandria/ Michael/ William]

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When I looked at my allocated team, I couldn't think of anything to say.

I was so preoccupied with John Collins that I completely forgot about another obnoxious character.

"Trina Mason"

I don't know how the hell I forget about her?

I was assigned to her group.

She is the most adored and despised character in the novel. Although she is attractive, one should not evaluate a book only on its cover. She is this clairvoyant character. Getting involved with her is a recipe for disaster. There's nothing I can do now that I've been assigned to her group.

I met her gaze as I looked around. Her jewel-like eyes blazed with disdain and contempt. But only for a little moment. The negative feeling in her gaze was vanished by the time I blinked once.

Surprisingly, she smiled as she walked towards me. With each of her elegant steps, her long hair flew. Her lovely lips moved subtly.

"It's great to finally meet you."

For a brief moment, I was stunned. I assumed she wasn't the type to engage in conversation with folks like myself. Everything, however, is not as it appears in the story. This is solely for my benefit.

"Ah, um, I...," She walked right past me as I was going to introduce myself. There was someone who was standing behind me.

Then I understood I wasn't the one she was addressing. Meeting her gaze had to be a figment of my imagination. Someone of her stature would never speak to me.

Sigh. It is unnecessary for me to become associated with these individuals. I'll vanish into thin air, like if I'm not even there. That's the best option.

" Hello Michael " She greeted.

" Ah, H-hello"

"We have met at last week's party do you remember?"

"Yes? Ah, right. Haha..."

Michael came out in a cold sweat after only exchanging two lines. I'm feeling sorry for him. Trina Mason was a difficult person to communicate with. It's not just because of her family's history or her eccentric nature, but also because of the familial relationship between Collins and Mason. Trina's father and John's father were best friends, and there's unofficial chatter that they might marry, but I don't think it will happen.

But that doesn't mean that John will be quiet if anyone messes with her. So no one wants to get on her bad side.

After approximately five minutes, the whole team started to gather.

They began by introducing themselves.

"Rank 579 William Penn. A pleasure to meet you."

The first one to greet was a teen with short, deep brown hair and a cheerful demeanor.

"Rank 976 Alexandria Lepage. N-nice to meet you. "

She does not possess the same level of beauty as others. I believe she is a shy person. I don't mean she appears to be in any way unattractive. Except for me, everyone seemed to be in good looking.

"Hello, my name is Michael. Rank 98. It's great to finally meet you." He smiled.

"My name is Trina Mason" She smiled and said " Hello".

Well, there is no need for her to introduce herself because everyone knows who she is.

"Hmm? There are only four of us. What happened to the other person?" Michal was the one who inquired.

"Hmm, Hello." I greeted them.

Michael turned around and saw me.

" Oh, you are here. Sorry I didn't see you."

"No, it's all right." I walked in front.

"Hello, Rank 1983, David Foster. Nice to meet you." I greeted them.

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It took them a couple of seconds to process what I said.

"H-hello. Nice to meet you." After a couple of seconds, Michael spoke. At least he greeted me.

I could only sympathize with them, shrugging at their attitude since I understood where they were coming from. I mean, the fact that I was approximately 1000 ranks below then the group's second-lowest rank was a significant difference.

This is a world where power reigns supreme over all else. Everyone would look down on you if you weren't that powerful. This was especially true of the Horizon students, who were still young and conceited. They will realize how foolish they were once they have reached the real world and have actually fought demons.

I looked at Trina's face. She didn't express any emotion, which was unexpected. That, though, is even more terrifying.

"There isn't time for small talk. You should go to the coordinates you were given and kill the monsters there. Your smartwatch can display the monster information. There is no more wasting time, so get going." Jane Doherty shouted loudly.

In our section, there were a total of 25 teams. There were a total of 100 teams if we add the others.

Our task was to travel to the given coordinates and kill the monsters there. Teams will be ranked according to how fast and safely they execute their objective.

Professors will be present and will only intervene if there is a danger. For the most part, it will be safe, but in this fantasy world, you never know what kind of peril you will encounter.

Trina projected her smartwatch into the air as soon as Jane finished her instructions.

[Blazing Horned Bull, 28° 45' 36" N]

There was a note with the monster's name and coordinates inscribed on it.

The blazing horned bull is a demon beast of a low rank. Even though they are low-level creatures, we will not have an easy time defeating them. Despite the fact that it is a low-level beast, it is a difficult one to tackle at our level.

They don't attack people very often, but it doesn't mean they never do. It is determined by their mood. They have a tough and combative attitude. Between their horns will be a flame that will glow. That is where their flaws are.

They have a deep attachment to their region and would attack indiscriminately if they discovered someone entering it. This is where the task becomes extremely difficult. We never know how many of them are present.

I never expected them to start the training section right away with this.

'Tsk, What have I gotten myself into?'

Trina Mason was short and to-the-point.

"Let's get started. We can talk while we are moving. "

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