68 Sonny and Illegal Enrollment (2)

Unlike people in schools who are students, teachers, and use self-contained accents, the boy's tone sounded vulgar.

"First-year students struggling not to get paid don't drink. Give me what's left."

"I'm really out of here today, man. The young master who came late took all the lunch."

Clayo sneaked into the kitchen.

Outside the back door of the cooking room, a boy with disheveled hair was being beaten with a tray by a restaurant lady.

"Madam, I got you an amulet and went to the black market instead, and you're so mean! All that went well with Uncle Thompson is my ball!

"There's nothing you can't say with your mouth open! So how much alcohol did you get rid of?"

"How much does this school cost, and I won't ruin it if I buy you a drink."

"I don't think I'll be able to close this guy's mouth until he's more beaten.”

"Oh, ma'am!"

'Are you a school errand boy?’

The number of students at the Royal Capital Defense University was only 160 in all four grades, but the number of users who would take care of their lives was as many as the number of students.

It was not strange to have children running light errands as well as full-time employees, as there were many hands.

'Well, it's a little bit.'

From the looks of it, school kids rarely drink during the day. That extra drink must have been his errand.

Clayo's life is more like that boy's, not just a gold spoon student.

Clay felt a little awkward as he seemed to have broken the expectations of a boy who would have expected a delicious drink.

The messengers were already resting, so Clayo returned the tray containing the tableware to the lady, and only picked up the bottle containing the remaining alcohol.

"Madam."

"Oh, did you finish eating?”

The lady, who had been threshing a dirty boy until just now, had a kind face as if she had done so.

"Yes, it was delicious. Thank you. And I ordered a lot, so there's still alcohol left. Can I put it back?”

"No... I guess you heard everything he said. It's okay, take it. It's up to the students."

"Madam, she says she can eat it. Hi, you're giving me that drink, right?”

"Uh…yes."

"Thank you!"

"Don't stand here with your dirty mud feet! Get out of here!

The boy in his muddy boots rushed in at an invisible pace. Then he snatched two glasses of water in a flash.

I didn't know when I was crouching, but he was a tall, big-handed guy. The man with two glasses in one hand and a bottle of liquor in one hand called Clayo.

"It looks like you know how to drink."

"What. You don't know me?"

"No, I don't know. But let's drink the rest together."

Clay was a little bit, or quite a bit worried.

I never thought I'd bump a drink with a child I didn't know....

'Oh, yeah.'

The desire to drink just one more glass of wine, which has changed in flavor due to the temperature of the room.

"Go somewhere without people."

"There's a lot in this school.”

"…All right."

No matter how much the expulsion goal is, isn't it too much if an outcast, an illegal student, or a suicide attempt becomes a man who drinks on the street when he is 17 years old?

The more we entered, the more dense the forest became. Trees as old as the school age cast a cool shadow.

Finally, as we reached the center of the forest, four old stone monuments were found in four directions, east, west, north, south, and south.

In the middle of the four stones, the remains of a broken building were erected.

"What a waste in the middle of the school."

"Are you a student at this school? This is the door of the Menemoshin. It's connected to this world."

"No, that's not it....”

The gate of the Menemosine was more like a piece of ruins on a wall, including columns and door frames, rather than a door.

The limestone door frame, with decorative relief falling off and colored with green moss, seemed to be a relic of more than a thousand years ago, even in the eyes of Clayo, who had little knowledge.

"I didn't know he looked so shabby."

"But in the long past, there was an outpouring of evil here.That's why people don't come often. It's a good drink, isn't it?”

The boy flopped down first. A little away from the boy, Clayo also sat on the stone monument with his back.

I didn't need to say much. The boy poured wine into a glass of water, and Clayo concentrated on drinking.

Half a bottle of alcohol was the last drink of a couple of times. I felt like I was going to fly because I was getting drunk.

The boy with a twirling look called first.

"I'm Leo. And you?"

"Me?"

Don't you know who I am? Well, if you're not a student, you may not know.'

It was then that Clay began to open the boy closely.

"It looks like he's got a pretty good face, but he's got a tail like this."

The boy's scattered blond hair was crumbly with dust, and blemishes stuck to his pouting beard. I couldn't even see my jawline. When I smiled, my eyes were wide bent, so the color of my eyes was dark.

"Well, I'm Ray."

"Oh, your name is similar to mine. Is that why you like alcohol?"

"Stop talking nonsense and drink the rest of your drink."

"You're good at tic-tic things that look like a little sandman.”

***

Clayo's prediction that he won't see the boy again went amiss.

Clayo always ran into Leo at a restaurant after skipping classes and eating lunch. They soon became like drinking buddies.

As a result, he was attracted by a motivated boy and spent time fishing in a stream in the school (he was teased because he couldn't catch any) or watching birds catch.

It was an idyllic life that I had never enjoyed when I was 17.

"My goal was to study hard and go to Seoul at that time. Life was hard and painful.'

In the countryside, it was an axis of good study. I didn't get ostracized, but I didn't have any friends either.

It was difficult to go to the academy, so I studied with teacher's books and school computer lectures.

Since I had no money, I would have to spend time to go to college.

I don't want to go back.

Only after coming to the world in the plaintiffs, Clay was able to spend his easy 17 years without worrying about his career and money.

Of course, I drank, too.

Leo, a commoner boy who doesn't know "Clayo." The daytime drinking time with a boy with a lot of tricks was surprisingly fun.

The guy who carried pockets containing various errands, birds that were hunted with slingshots, and fishing bait made from feathers was talented and friendly.

Today Leo was playing with a small dagger where he got it. It was a clever trick to make the day sparkle.

Clayo, who was putting down a ceramic kettle containing wine, asked.

"What's that?"

"Small hand skills?"

"That's amazing."

Leo looked at his face as if he was looking at the other side, and he stared at him, wondering why.

"Why are you looking at me like that?”

"No, I thought you'd be more impressed, but the reaction was bland."

"What did you want? If you need a response, show me the little boys on the errand."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"That's true. But I still have to wash up."

"No, I don't want to, I'll wash up in the rain. Why!"

"It's all very annoying."

"You're too lazy to say that you're so into high-paying school that you can't afford."

"Hey! It's not because it's annoying, it's because I'm born with a sinophobia....”

"My final exam is coming up, and if I keep missing the lecture, I'll be out of the office."

He was a boy who knew school rules well because he was an errand boy at school.

"It's good to lie down at home when you're expelled.”

Didn't you say magic class? Isn't it a waste?"

"What a waste."

"I'm born with an ether's sensitivity because others can't have it. Aren't you interested in getting ahead?"

"What do you know? The best life is to lie down and drink...If you become a knight or a wizard, you have to work and be dragged to the country.”

The era of war is not far away to recall the future of the manuscript. Five years later, even if the original development continues.

The new writing may change the development, but if Eo Young-bu-young attends school, she will be dragged to the battlefield. Because all the students in this school are subject to compulsory military service.

Tell them to screw up the Noblesse oblique. I'd rather drop out than go back to the army.’

For him, who had a good past, the army was never going back.

The goal of my life was to be expelled as soon as possible and then return to my home in Colpos.

"He's still a child, but he's going to have to be kicked out. Or if I had 400,000 dinars, I'd have to live for the time being.’

As we've seen, 400,000 dinars were worth 400 million won. It was one of the corners that Clayo, who is just living, believes.

"Wow, you're really going crazy... I like that attitude."

"What if you like it?"

"I made a copy of the keys to the penitentiary. If you don't like it, I'm going to share my joy with a friend I like..”

"Leo, you're a great guy."

The two boys finished the day's adventure by playing a trick and hiding in the professor's dormitory.

Leo saw the net and a small clay entered the crack in the door and stole two bottles of alcohol.

When I took it out, it was Budigala wine, which Behemoth was begging for.

Wine, which looks expensive at first glance, was similar in color and texture to Bordeaux wine. It was very fragrant even when I roughly poured it into the wooden cup Leo brought by Leo.

***

Clayo Asher's leisurely life collapsed in a week.

The story of an unofficial student newspaper being published on campus was never mentioned in the manuscript.

I knew there was a newspaper. However, how could anyone have imagined that there would be someone who was at the bottom of the whole school?