“Hello guys… I hope you don’t screw up like yesterday.

“Hello, teacher,” I answered him with the same smile, “this will not happen again, but so far only with your subordinates, I’m not sure about you.”

- You are funny. Good. Team number one, which one of you is the leader? Yesterday I told everyone to choose a leader.

- The leader of the first team - Alester Lambert! Aran answered for everyone.

- Then proceed, - nodded Amedeo and pointed where to look, - this is my Renegade. Defeat him or die.

In the center of the training ground, out of nowhere, stood a man in his thirties, all in torn clothes. His skin color was as gray as if he had died long ago.

- Renegade? What?! I was surprised.

Yes, it's mine and I manage it. We have a couple of them to train beginners.

The renegades have only tremendous physical strength, it is possible to slaughter him with our tactics, but it will be more difficult than with a person. But the main difference between the Renegades from man and God is that they eventually lose their minds. And this frame is just that. Reason is zero, of this I am sure, the main thing is to act according to the plan that we have been developing for so long in the infirmary. Hope it works against the undead!

Guys, let's do it.

We stood opposite the Renegade. Surprisingly, this one still looked decent, usually they look like a rotten corpse.

- To battle!!! I shouted.

Aran and I quickly ran up to the Renegade, who stood motionless. Weird. I went first, swung my sword horizontally, and right behind me Aran — vertically. Having made a kind of crosswise blow, we only scratched him. But while we were distracting, Eva and Vanya quickly approached the monster from behind and tried to pierce the Renegade through, but it didn’t work: the swords entered his back by about five centimeters. Looking closely at his body, I saw small black particles.

“Amedeo protects him with his energy. Let's try plan B! I called out to my comrades.

Aran, Eva and Vanya ran up and lined up behind me in one line. No one had fear in their eyes, they all had only determination.

We ran in a line to the Renegade, but now he did not stand still, but rushed towards me with inhuman speed. I tried to parry his blow with my sword. A loud clang and the weapon broke in half. The fist hit me in the ribs. The attack was so strong that my ribs cracked, but I survived without breaking the formation. Vanya and Eva ran out of the line and plunged their swords into his feet to the very foundation. The blades went deep into the ground, thereby immobilizing the enemy.

Overcoming the pain, I, together with Aran, grabbed a two-handed sword, which we hid at the training ground specifically for Plan B. With a sharp, powerful jerk, they approached the Renegade and pierced his chest through and through. Black blood covered our faces. The corpse fell down, and the black energy in the form of a flame disappeared.

- First team, victory! shouted Amedeo.

"Alastair, we did it!" Vanya exclaimed happily.

“Yes, that’s right, victory… take me to the infirmary,” I fell, and a sharp pain in my ribs immediately knocked me out.

The world began to disappear, and I fell into a dream ... I will finally get some sleep ...

***

When I woke up, I saw the infirmary again. There are a bunch of guys and girls in the neighboring beds. But there is joy in my soul. We won. We were able to defeat the Renegade even without magic.

As I lay there, I eavesdropped on conversations. Eight teams were able to win. Everyone else died without killing the Renegade.

After listening to the stories, I got dressed and thanked the doctors. Yet they heal us. They should leave a present next time.

I left the infirmary, and quickly reached the almost empty dorm. There, of course, Aran was waiting for me. Sitting on the bed with a wide smile. When he saw me, he jumped up.

“Hey, are you feeling better already?” You are damn strong! Few can withstand a direct blow from the Renegade to the body.

“Yes, much better,” I collapsed onto the bed. “I just sacrificed eight ribs, otherwise I am a super strong person of our race.

"Alester, Eve's magic has awakened," Aran said cryptically.

“Just great,” I said, “no, really, now we can let Amedeo on a barbecue.” However, we are no match for him.

“Yes, and Albertine summoned you to her place.

- Uh-uh. What does this barbershop queen want?

"I don't know," Aran chuckled. But she told you to come to her immediately.

“Shit… well, see you then.”

- Yeah.

I left our room and went to Albertina. She lived in the tower where Hilarion maintains the barrier, where all the Gods lived. This huge building looks like a huge pin. The building looked like it wanted to pierce the heavens.

I entered the realm of the gods. The porter immediately met me and pointed to a long staircase that went high up. I felt uneasy when he said that Albertine's office was in the middle of the building. How long do I have to go...

There was no choice. After all, there is no elevator, and I don’t see any device to alleviate my fate. And the gatekeeper didn't say anything about it.

Going further and rising higher, I noticed one oddity. There are no free passages. Closed doors everywhere, and next to them are signs with the names of the residents. That's how I passed the tablet of teacher David. I wanted to do something nasty, but immediately stopped myself.

Taking a breath, I looked up.

Why is there no call for our magnificent Albertine? This woman can jump off the tower and nothing will happen to her. Is this a punishment for an opening speech? For the fact that I fell asleep ... If so, then I will remember and double my revenge!

*After 1 hour and 45 minutes*

— Your something mother!

I was breathing heavily. All in sweat, as if I had been dipped into a river. My heart is beating like crazy. And I'm finally at the right door. What does she want, I wonder? Maybe he wants to punish me? Although, she already did. My legs are cramping, at any moment I can collapse to the floor. Or maybe she wants to give me a fashionable hairstyle? It’s also unlikely ... That’s it, stop guessing, I already went to her door, it remains to enter and find out.

“Come in,” the Goddess of Wisdom called me.

It surprised me. After all, I didn’t even have time to knock. She must have heard my animal breathing.

“Hello, Torturer,” I went into her room. - Why are you doing this to me? I rested as best I could.

The Goddess's study was decorated with paintings, and for some reason there were mirrors everywhere. She sat at a table of pure gold, and next to her, on a thick branch that grew out of the building, sat a huge eagle.

“Yes, I didn’t expect the sixth God Slayer to be such a fool.” But it's not about that. I want to ask you. Have you noticed anything strange about yourself lately?