Masked Protagonist

Chapter 7 The sect entrance exam.

Chapter 7

"Fuck me!" inner Camelia while walking towards the room of Ghaisan, she deliberately brought Ghaisan to keep it in line with her original groove.

"Ghaisan, are you inside?" camelia asked after knocking on the room door a few times.

From inside the room there was no answer, as he turned the doorknob turned out the door was unlocked.

"I'm in yeah." Camelia opened the door and entered the room.

Ghaisan's room was still neat and unused, his belongings were also left on the table.

"What's this?" inner Camelia was attracted to a long object wrapped in cloth, as she opened it Camelia was instantly stunned to see beyond the cloth a beautiful belt sword.

"This is amazing. My sword that he made in his previous life wasn't even this beautiful" said Camelia, thinking it would be his.

Suddenly Ghaisan entered, he was surprised that his sword had been in Camelia's hands.

"Don't touch it" cried Ghaisan, seizing the sword from Camelia's hand.

"What was that?" camelia asked with a flat expression. Ghaisan's attitude towards him had changed too far, and he didn't like that.

"Why ask me when the guilty moment here is you. This is my room, you're trespassing until you touch my stuff. Do I not deserve to be angry?"

"I came just to see my sword, don't misunderstand me. Because the door wasn't locked so I'm in."

"Whatever your reasons will not justify your wrong actions. Your sword I've given to one of your servants. If nothing else then please leave my room."

"Ghaisan! I'm your sponsor, your attitude like this will be …."

"I didn't ask to be sponsored by you" Ghaisan said.

Camelia could not say anything more. He immediately left with a feeling of annoyance. Arriving at Camelia's room of anger grew bigger, when she saw the sword that Ghaisan had given her was the same as the sword in her previous life.

"Fucking sword!" Camelia broke the sword and threw it out the window.

"Dora, get out of you!" camelia shouted not long after Dora appeared before her, "Do something to Ghaisan, someone is trying to take her away from me."

"There have been no signs of movement from destiny dreams, I can't find their player among all the characters. What if we forget about Ghaisan? the main purpose of our mission is not him, without him the value of your protagonist will not decrease. You don't want to fail anymore, do you?" 

"I know that. But Ghaisan .. must continue to support me, today I met Dallin and nothing has changed from that stupid boy."

"Da-Dallin's? but how can it be? it's not time he met you. Do you feel like something unusual is happening?"

Camelia starts to remember what strange events happened to her, "Ah! there was a rotten woman who hit me, she spilled hot soup on my legs. He was really annoying, that's when Dallin showed up to help him out of my servants' punishment."

"Who is that woman?" 

"I don't know him, he's just an outcast character who somehow came from .. uh! his face was no stranger, where I had seen it."

"Is he the one?" Dora shows Sera's picture.

"Yes, he's the one. Where'd you get this ugly picture?"

"Geez, he's a special figurine you mean? so annoying. All right, I'll be nice to him." Even though she did not want Camelia still have to agree with Dora's advice.

"There's something wrong with that woman, I have to keep an eye on her" Dora said.

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"Well!" once Azka awakens she has been in the body of the male proragonist in the same novel as Sera.

Azka enters without a system and any memory of Sera has been lost from her head, for Azka herself no more than the characters in the novel. This was all Stefon had arranged before because he had expected that if Azka would enter into a dream of fate, he just wanted to see how the master could recognize the woman he loved. Stefon is currently supervising the two from a monitar in the basement of the Azka Company.

"Greetings Sect Chief," said a servant, "I bring you warm water."

"Let's just put it there. Do not forget to prepare the best clothes for me, I must welcome the return of Camelia," Azka ordered, the maid replied and immediately prepared what she was told.

In this novel, the Sword Sect Chief as the male protagonist is Camelia's guardian and teacher, and loves Camelia more than anyone else. From this section alone it is clear if the position of Camelia is very strong, to seize her position will not be easy for anyone and maybe this applies to Sera.

After the flying ship landed the would-be disciples out using a different path to the sect disciples, the would-be disciples were instantly led towards the dark forest where the demons lived.

"Tuafan, the sword skill I've learned. Is that all?" ask Sera to the upset Typhoon.

"Turfan, the preparation is complete, right? we cannot lack anything" lamjut Sera.

"You hear I'm not?" ask Sera again.

"I'm pissed. Why would the system be your maid?" typhoon Protest.

"The devil in this forest would probably love to eat high-quality squirrel meat," Sera replied, making Typhoon forced to shut up and obey.

As soon as the entrance gate of the forest opened all the disciples ran inside to hunt except Sera, he walked leisurely while sprinkling brown powder. The powder was a powder that could disguise the smell of demon hunters, becoming the smell of ordinary humans in this way then there was no need to painstakingly look for low demons that were hiding.

"Without!" Sera sat on the stone while massaging her calves.

"Hey ugly! did you come here just for a walk?" ask one of the disciples to mock Sera.

"Of course not." Sera replied casually.

"Devil in this forest is difficult to find because their noses are sharp even though they do not have the sense they will still not come out, if not hunt it is impossible to get them. You better go home than put our sect to shame" he mocked again.

Not long heard the sound of footprints running near them, the longer the sound the more.

"What are those voices?" some students started to feel anxious.

"Time to hunt" cried Sera. Along with that dozens of low-level demons appeared, the would-be disciples did not have time to think anymore they directly unsheathed the sword in order to protect themselves.

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