The Children Of Thalia
The Council at Works - 1
Ansel's PoV
Helder's student dormitory is divided into two separate building lines, East for women's dormitories and West for men. Each row consists of three twelve-story buildings with a total capacity of 7000 residents, including students, teachers, school maintenance staff, and several rooms for guests. Each student has room privileges in the dorm, so even if they do not live there, they still have a room number in their name with a digital key attached to their individual student card.
Helder Student Dormitory, although it is a dormitory, but it is a place for various student activities. Helder provides more facilities, including internet networks, free digital libraries, as well as direct communication networks for internal Helder that are difficult to penetrate external parties. Therefore, usually certain important parties do some of their activities using dormitory servers.
"WOI, LEFT, TO THE FUCKING LEFT!!!!!!!!!!"
"DORIGIN, HELP ME OUT HERE, MY LIFE IS ALMOST GONE!!!!!!"
"HAHAHAHAHAH YOU SUCK!!!! DON'T GET STUCK, LET'S MOVE!!!!"
Ansel Elias Clive, the captain of the Wild Dogs secret-special squad, was one of the students who took the dorm room ration along with three other people, who were not ordinary people either.
The young man with the bangs that cover part of the face plays player 3 in the game. His fingers pressed the button quite quickly, but he was terrible at controlling the situation, so it appeared on the screen that he was the first to die against the boss. He was revived many times by the cleric, but his abilities did suck.
"ANSEL, YOU FUCK!!!! QUICK BACK HELP!!!!"
Ansel, who plays the role of an assassin, has a shitty hobby. He liked to see his friend lose while he himself ran around the arena. When the blood of his friends is already a little, he will come to help.
"What can I do, huh?"
His hand moved nimble pressing a button on the controller. The series of red glowing skills seemed to be dancing on the screen, making the enemy's HP decrease drastically.
"Eli, wake up Sean. Sean, use the ultimate remote skill."
"DEVIL!!!!!!"
Despite screaming, the cleric did as Ansel told him. While Ansel distracts the boss, the warrior manages to get up. Using a special weapon, he attacked using a long-range skill, which managed to give the boss a final attack.
"Well, it worked!!!!"
Even so, Ansel's two friends seemed not so happy. Of course, it should be an easy fight if Ansel works properly.
"I finished my potion.." grumbled the Cleric.
"I died eight times." The Warrior grumbled.
"That's because you suck, chief." The cleric sprinkled salt over the wound.
"Who told me to take on the warrior role and not a tank, huh?"
"Because we know what that fuck Ansel's gonna do."
The two of them glared at Ansel who was still grinning widely while looking at the drop of items he could, not caring the slightest bit of the gazes of his friends.
"I'll avenge him later" said the Warrior, still holding a grudge.
"Sorry to interrupt your pleasure, but we know it's impossible. You've been saying it for three weeks."
The warrior felt that electricity was stinging his shoulders. He collapsed forward, hitting the floor many times in annoyance.
"If only he wasn't that strong!"
"Even if I'm weaker, you're still the loser, tu-a!" Ansel retorted with an annoying grin, making the warrior even more annoyed. Especially since what Ansel said was a fact. The warrior remembers when he challenged Ansel in a battle arena that was a PvP feature in the game. With high equipment and good skills he still lost against Ansel.
"At least let me beat you up once, come on, for your friend." Said the warrior, somewhat pleading. But Ansel relaxed back.
"Try it yourself, if you can."
The warrior clenched his fists tightly with fiery hatred. "Sometimes, someday for sure......."
"It doesn't mean you can beat Ansel, in one and more fields." Said the cleric, sprinkling salt over the wound again.
"WHICH SIDE ARE YOU ON, HA?????"
As they were in the middle of a fuss, the door of the room opened. Someone entered, a black-haired young man. All of a sudden fixated, stopped moving, stopped making a sound. The young man glared at them, staring at each other. Ten seconds passed in silence until Ansel broke the atmosphere.
"Oh, hey Kuro!"
The two people who were fighting were separated when they found Kuro Fuyuki's cold eyes glaring at them. They sat politely, bowing like children who regretted their actions.
"Ha-hai, Fuyuki."
"Kuro, it seems you're healthy, thank goodness."
However, the friendly of the two men was answered by a tightly closed mouth. Kuro walks past them, puts the documents he carries at the table, then sits on the floor while picking up the controller for player number four. He glimpsed the situation in the game, then immediately understood what had happened.
"Ansel, your bad habits are impossible to get rid of, huh? Eli, your efforts seem to have been trampled on by Ansel. Chief... You still suck."
Kuro's sharp words felt like swords piercing right into the heads of the three of them. Unknowingly, they immediately sat in line, grasping the controller and playing the game more calmly. Kuro plays the role of sage. Moreover, he is the top ten player with the best sage role in the world. Despite looking like a serious person, Kuro Fuyuki was indeed a reliable gamer.
And then, that's where Ansel is. An assassin who never does his job well, but always gets to grips with the problem somehow.
"You're still upset, Kuro?" Ansel asked as if without sin, making his two friends glare at him.
"Oh, no, no need to think about it." Kuro replied in a cold voice. Of course he's upset. "Compiling reports, dealing with superiors, testifying for two hours and forty minutes alone. Why should I be upset?"
"Ansel, you're the worst." Said the cleric, staring in disdain.
"You're not even doing your job in the real world right?" Said the warrior, putting on the same face. However, Kuro replied to her with a piercing gaze.
"Oh, dare you say that too, Mr. Chairman of OSIS."
The warrior, Sean Fabre Sephoris, puts on a clumsy smile as Kuro mentions his position at Helder. He, despite looking like an ordinary lousy young man in the game, is the youngest Chairman of OSIS Helder in history. He was still third level, one class with Ansel, but he got the position of Chairman of OSIS which is normally obtained by fourth level students.
"Well, how's this, Sean? Kuro has already mentioned your title." The cleric said, laughing at Sean who was panicking. But Kuro is not done.
"You think you're better? O Captain Merlins?"
Now he is the one who looks away. The cleric, Elijah Marceau, is the captain of a secret investigation team under the Security Division. That is why in the case of William Wilxes before, Wild Dogs and Merlins were able to work well together, because their chairman was in a party RPG game.
"But my task is done, can't I have a little fun?" eli denies, trying to protect himself even though his opponent is Kuro Fuyuki the tongue of the sword.
"Pity is also Gianni, must take care of all the reports of Merlins."
"You think I'm your captain? I helped him yesterday too. At least I was present when I saw Gabriel, you know?"
"Alright, at least you're not running, not like someone."
"I told you he's the worst."
"I heard it, you know?" Ansel said annoyedly. More sadly, they are right. He did not want to face Gabriel, the head of the Security Division whose gaze alone seemed to be able to kill people. Moreover, all the operations that were done before ended nil. "Again, I can't meet that demon right now."
Kuro Fuyuki, despite still harboring a hint of anger, she knew what Ansel meant. "Is this about the boy?"
"Yes. He could really kill me if he found out."
"What is Ansel doing this time?" eli asked, not distracting her the slightest bit from the television screen.
"This guy exposed the Wild Dogs to a young Junior High kid he happened to meet, forced him to enter the Security Division and sign up for Wild Dogs."
Hearing that explanation, Sean and Eli looked at Ansel, not believing what they were hearing.
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