An Extra's POV

Chapter 40  The Temporary Instructor

"Good morning, everyone! Sir Brutus won't be around, so I'll be the one directing your Martial Arts Class today."

The shock written on everyone's face as they stared at the person speaking was priceless.

No one could have expected this outcome, so they could only gawk in surprise.

"Adonis is busy with the Alpha Group, so I guess you'll have to settle for me."

The one who said this, with a bright smile on his clear face, was none other than Billy McGuire.

Apparently, both Head Warrior Brutus and Grand Mage Lucielle would be away for the next few days, and there was no one left to teach the students, so they had to teach each other.

When it was first announced, everyone had thought training would be suspended for the duration of their teachers' absence.

How wrong they were…

"This is a joke, right? Why do you have to teach us? You're practically our classmate!"

As expected, Adam flared upon rage.

It seemed like he had been waiting for a moment like this where his anger would be justified.

Several other students agreed with Adam, but the majority were silent.

"I also do not approve of this. It feels a bit condescending…" This time, Trisha's voice took dominance over the entire space.

Her ebony skin glimmered under the hot sun, and her long, braided hair trailed behind her as she made her presence known.

She was undoubtedly the strongest student in the Beta Class, and the fact that Adam didn't say anything once she stepped forward proved how much influence she held.

"Can't we just train by ourselves? If we get the instructions, we can follow through. We don't need you 'Alpha' students coming to tell us what to do."

Her fierce frown caused Billy to raise his hands a little, trying to be diplomatic about his approach to the whole thing.

"Hey… I wasn't the one responsible for this arrangement, okay? The directive came from our tutors themselves."

This obviously meant one thing—that the Alpha students had advanced so far that they could serve as temporary tutors.

The very thought of this made a lot of Beta students grit their teeth in suppressed envy.

"You didn't hear this from me, but there's going to be a Joint Session coming up soon. I think it's advantageous to take advantage of this opportunity and see what we 'Alpha' Students can do."

Billy's smile was calm, but there was something oddly condescending in his tone. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Trisha noticed it instantly and frowned a little. However, despite her distaste for Billy, she could not deny the advantages his presence implied.

By letting Billy teach, they could study how much the Alpha Students had advanced, and the gap that currently existed between them.

If he was right about the Joint Session, then the Beta Class couldn't afford to slack off and be left behind.

Sure, they weren't as powerful as the Alpha Students, but they had been working extremely hard for a month now.

"Tch! Fine…" Trisha muttered, turning her back on Billy as she returned to the rest of the group.

"Teach us, then."

"H-hey! I didn't agree to this!" Adam's voice suddenly surged forth in resistance.

He had a desperate expression, as if he was trying to both obtain attention and flex his own minuscule influence within the Beta Group.

Even though it was smaller than Trisha's by a wide margin, he still had his own squad.

"Who are you to give permission on behalf of the entire—!"

"Shut up, Adam." Trisha snapped, glaring at him with apparent bloodlust.

The moment she did so, Adam stopped flapping his lips and grew stiff. Her intense gaze on him was more than enough to overpower his ambitious stance.

"W-whatever…" He muttered as he looked away.

Of course, he would never admit defeat. However, to everyone present, they already knew…

Adam was the loser.

"Thanks for quelling the rebellion, Trisha. It's much appreciated." Billy's words grew bolder as his smile widened.

He seemed to be enjoying every moment of this.

"I didn't do it for you." Trisha responded, her arms folded.

As her pitch-black hair danced behind her, she narrowed her eyes on Billy.

"Let's just begin."

Her objective was simple; learn as much from the Alpha Student and improve drastically based on what was studied.

Trisha would do anything to grow stronger—even if it meant learning under someone like Billy.

'I just have to be patient and observant…' As her thoughts trailed, an internal smile appeared.

'Let's see how strong you are!'

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[Several Moments Later]

As the group of students lay sprawling on the floor, Trisha's widened eyes were fixed on the grinning opponent before her.

Her vision blurred, but she tightly held her two daggers regardless of how nauseated she felt.

With her muscles aching, and sweat constantly dripped from her ebony skin, she had no choice but to revise her earlier thoughts on Billy—no, the Alpha Class as a whole.

'I was wrong…'

As her thoughts trailed, she made a few heavy sighs while maintaining proper form.

'He… he's strong! Stronger than I expected!'

It wasn't just due to his powerful Skills, but the way he expertly used them.

His base strength and speed was incomparably superior to hers, and it seemed like he could read all her moves too easily.

'How…? How did he advance so much? It's only been a month!'

Trisha's parents were expert Martial Artists back on Earth—and her father was even a Pro.

She had joined many clubs that focused on Martial Arts and Sports—both within and outside school—back on Earth, growing stronger ever since she was a little girl.

That was why she was able to easily adapt to this world.

It wasn't just talent, but dedication and constant hard work.

Yet… yet… YET…!!!

The skinny Billy that had no combat experience just some weeks prior now had enough skill and ability to utterly overwhelm her.

How was that even fair?

'Damnit…'

Trisha gazed at all the students that were already on the ground.

She was the last one standing.

'Damnit…'

Holding tightly to her dagger, Trisha inhaled deeply and dulled her exhaustion.

'… I can't lose now!'

Tightly gritting her teeth, she raised both daggers and readied her body for action.

'I won't lose!'

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