EX rank supporting role's replay in a prestigious school

Chapter 999

Cheongho stared at me through his mask, so I looked back at him.

Except for the short hair that revealed his bangs, it was hard to associate Cheongho with Han-yi.

Cheongho looked more like an adult woman, and his body type was somewhat different from Han-yi's. He didn't look like an ordinary human being because his eyes and hair were blue through the mask.

If you look at his face under the mask, you might change your mind, but at this point, it seemed difficult to link the two based on their appearances.

'If they could tell by their appearance, the tigers would have already determined that Han-yi was Cheongho.'

Meanwhile, those who were presumed to be Cheongho's disciples were a little flustered.

They all had blue hair, whether they had applied blue dye or were born with it.

It seemed like they usually did that to prevent enemies from immediately recognizing Cheongho and targeting him.

Even so, it would be impossible to imitate Cheongho’s strong spirit, so it didn’t seem to mean much since the enemy would immediately recognize Cheongho.

Cheongho spoke calmly, just like when he first spoke to me.

“I don’t know if you’re a real prophet, but you’re definitely not bad at observation. You recognized me right away when we first met.”

“It might not be our first meeting.”

“If you’re a prophet, you should know that I have good ears.”

Cheongho answered my question, which seemed to be floating around.

For a moment, I thought of Han-yi, who couldn’t hear sounds, but felt music through vibrations and read other people’s reviews, and my heart grew heavy.

I already knew that Cheongho loved sounds and was good at listening.

I also knew that the Cheongho in front of me was not the real Cheongho, but an afterimage created by the other-world simulation reading the memories of the land.

Still, I couldn’t stop the image of my classmate Han-yi from overlapping.

“I don’t forget sounds I’ve heard once. Your voice, the beating of your heart, the sound of your footsteps... ... I’m hearing all of the sounds of the descendants of the dragon tribe and their companions for the first time, besides you. You and I are meeting for the first time.”

Cheongho said with a confident voice.

Even if the voice is like that, it would be extremely difficult to remember and distinguish someone with a different sound, but Cheongho seems to be able to do it.

Perhaps it’s a similar principle to how the strong homeroom teacher Im Yeonhwa distinguishes living things by their muscles?

“In a battlefield like this, the value of a prophet is higher than that of a descendant of the dragon tribe. Whether you’re fake or real, if you call yourself a prophet, you’re going to be in a dangerous situation. You knew that, right?”

Cheongho didn’t take a sharp stance, but there was no warmth in his voice.

Han-i was blunt in his criticism of Hwang Ji-ho, who was talking nonsense, but he was basically compared to being affectionate.

If Cheongho is like this, the other tigers must be even worse.

Of course, he was already prepared.

“Yes, if you’re a sober prophet, you know that much.”

Woo Ki-hwan, a sober prophet, had revealed his true identity in Cheoniksan.

I continued talking nonchalantly.

“And no matter how dangerous it is to reveal your true identity, I also know that going against the will of heaven is even scarier.”

It was as if he was saying indirectly that if he kicked me out of here, he would be going against the will of heaven.

This was a remark aimed at the blessing that would be delivered through Cheong-ho.

At this point, Eun-ho would be deeply intertwined with Cheon-gi, so he wouldn’t ignore what I said.

‘Everything I say must be assumed to reach Eun-ho’s ears. I should also consider the fact that, due to the time difference, not all of it will be recorded in the simulator.’

Cheong-ho’s eyes became even colder.

It was hard to look kind when he said something half-threatening.

Even knowing that, I decided to go out even more shamelessly.

“The sky will open soon and the gods will descend. The descendants of the Dragon Clan and their companions must be there at that moment.”

“The gods?”

‘Even if Cheong-ho is on my mind, I have to think about conquering the other world of the relics first. I’ve almost secured the base, but I don’t have any clues for the conquest.’

Instead of killing or chasing the prophet, Eun-ho would choose to keep a proper distance and watch.

Even if other powerful clans oppose us and it becomes impossible for us to stay here, we won’t attack first.

Even if they chase us away, there’s no way a clan that’s already struggling to deal with foreign enemies would attack the descendants and become enemies with the Dragon Clan.

After a while, Cheongho appeared with four disciples.

“I’ll give you a place to stay. By the way, it’s a place on the outskirts of the sacred territory, so if foreign enemies attack, it’ll be the first place to be destroyed. Keep in mind that the clan won’t help you even if an attack occurs. You’re not the clan’s guests, you’re just residents here, so act with discretion.”

Cheongho continued coldly.

He meant that he would allow us to stay in the sacred territory, but that it would be the most dangerous place and that he wouldn’t even treat us as guests.

It was also a warning that he wouldn’t interfere, whether we die or not, and that if we crossed the line, we’d be governed by the clan’s rules.

Cheongho, who was talking while looking at Yeom Junyeol, who was standing at the front, looked at me one last time.

“Eunho said that if you are a true prophet, you should be able to protect yourself. Do your best.”

I didn’t see it with my own eyes, but Eunho’s cold words came to mind.

It was night.

In the meantime, we hadn’t fought a single battle, but it took a lot of time and energy to clean up the mess and set up a defense line in case of an emergency.

Even though it was past mealtime, we weren’t even guests, so we had no choice but to eat a late dinner with our own player combat rations.

Since we had been provided with good lodging and meals every time we were called by the tigers in this world, this kind of cold treatment felt very new to me.

Even when Hwang Jiho first called me as the chairman, he fed me well in a nice place, and I think he was still taking care of me as a student.

“Someone from the clan might visit at night. You should be prepared.”

“The clans aren’t going to raid here, are they?”

“No, since it’s nighttime, one of the clans who finished their reconnaissance or combat missions might hear about us and come. They say the clans are wild and ambitious at this time.”

The raiders nodded at my words.

The nobles in the Gaecheon myth were the very essence of a fighting race.

There were even records of other Jin tribes taking to the streets after seeing the nobles destroying, tearing, and beating up foreign enemies and the Ung tribe.

I looked at the candidates.

‘Will Hwang Ji-ho come first or Baekho-gun? Or... ... .’

Hwang Ji-ho seemed like he would come in because he thought it would be fun, and Baekho-gun seemed like he would come in because he thought they would fight.

I also thought that they could both come together, but my prediction was completely wrong.

“Are you there? I came to meet the descendants of the Dragon Tribe.”

Red Tiger appeared with a polite greeting!

I thought Red Tiger would not come even if all the other nobles came in because he was spending time with Ungnyeo, but he came here.

Yeom Jun-yeol recognized Red Tiger’s voice and tried to express his joy, but pulled his hood up to hide his expression.

“Hello, I am a descendant of the Dragon Clan.”

“Is that so? I am Jeokho.”

“Yes, please call me Hongryong!”

Jeokho was wearing a mask, but even before he was introduced, I could immediately recognize him by his voice and physique.

The Jeokho I knew had a calm and composed look because he had neatly organized his abilities, but the Jeokho in front of me now had the aura of a warrior overflowing with strength.

“But why is Jeokho here? I don’t think he would be interested in the prophet.”

As expected, Jeokho didn’t pay any attention to the prophet.

Jeokho stared at Yeom Junyeol for a long time before getting to the point.

“How long did it take for Chokryong to see his descendants? Don’t you know any secrets? If there is anything, don’t hide it and tell me everything.”

Jeokho seemed to want to meet Kim Shinrok quickly.