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Chapter 29: The Salted Fish Bribe
The afternoon sun shone brightly over the Administration Pavilion at Aethelgard Academy, but Aster Vale felt a chill run straight down his spine. He stood frozen in front of a massive gilded bulletin board, staring at a line of text that had just been rewritten in bright red ink.Inter-Grade Internal Tournament Registration Fee: 50 Gold Coins per Participant.Aster felt like his heart had just been tossed into a meat grinder. Fifty gold coins? That was not a registration fee, it was daylight robbery. With that kind of money, he could buy out the entire flea market in the lower district, stock up on every leaking pot in sight, and still have enough left over for a month of steak dinners.He reached into his tattered robe pocket and pulled out a small cloth pouch. Inside were twelve silver coins, four copper coins, and a button he had picked up that morning. His total net worth was not even enough to cover the fee for a single qualifying round, let alone the main event.“Master,” Kaelen
Chapter 28: The Arrival of Darius Vorn
On the morning after tournament registration, the plaza at Aethelgard Academy was blanketed in a thin mist and filled with the footsteps of students preparing for early classes. However, near a stone bench under a giant oak tree, a heartbreaking groan echoed through the air."Krek... Ouch... Dammit..."Aster Vale sat hunched over, clutching his neck and left shoulder with a grimace of pain. Last night, overwhelmed by headaches over capital and his ever-piling inventory of junk, Aster had fallen asleep on a stack of used cardboard boxes in the corner of his room. As a result, he woke up with a severe case of a stiff neck. His neck muscles felt like they were being yanked by wild horses, and his shoulder had hardened as if a brick were lodged under his skin."Master! What is wrong with your mortal vessel?!" Kaelen suddenly emerged from behind the tree, his eyes wide with panic as he took in Aster's pale face. Kaelen's hand instinctively flew to the hilt of his iron sword, ready to cleav
Chapter 27: Forced Registration
Aster did not waste a single second. The moment the Headmaster's magic projection faded from the plaza, he was already running through the crowd of cheering students. He clutched the cardboard box full of junk tightly in his arms, as if it were a diplomatic briefcase containing nuclear launch codes.A permanent shop. Tax-free. In the commercial district.For a junk vendor who was evicted from the dorm hallway just yesterday for lowering the aesthetic of a god, those three terms sounded sweeter than an angelic choir. This was not merely a tournament prize; it was a ticket to financial freedom and self-respect in the eyes of the bureaucracy. However, to win that sacred certificate, Aster needed a champion. He needed a sword. He needed Kaelen.Aster found the novel's original protagonist in the backyard behind the armory, a quiet area rarely visited by other students. Kaelen was swinging his cracked iron sword. Every stroke produced a sharp whistle through the air. Sweat soaked his acade
Chapter 26: The Eviction and the Announcement
A week had passed since the incident now unofficially dubbed the Swallowed Apocalypse by everyone at Aethelgard Academy. For the students, professors, and even the higher-ups of the Magic Tower, this week was a period of mental and physical recovery. They spent their time meditating, rewriting their wills, and worshipping the junk vendor who casually kicked a mousetrap, rewound time, and erased the Law of the World.However, for Aster Vale, this week was a time of severe financial crisis."Fine for the broken dorm door: fifty silver coins. Compensation for stepping on the Head Dorm Master's flowerpot: twenty silver coins. Remaining money in pouch: three copper coins and a loose button." Aster let out a long sigh, staring at the row of numbers in his worn notebook.Saving the world from an Abyss anomaly and rewinding time sounded epic, but unfortunately, System Error did not hand out gold coins as rewards. Aster was still just an extra who had to figure out how not to get kicked out of
Chapter 25: The Black Market King
KLANG.The cracked chime of the Broken Alarm Clock echoed, not like a metallic ping, but like a judge’s gavel striking the bench of the universe. The local time loop forced by those rusted gears created a conceptual paradox that the Laws of the World couldn't handle.The Sky Executor, an omnipotent entity that had just descended halfway from the dungeon ceiling, suddenly froze. The World Law mechanism suffered a fatal error. This entity had been summoned to the world due to an "Abyss Anomaly." However, because local time had been rewound ten minutes—past the critical point where the anomaly reached its peak—the reason for the Executor's existence was logically nullified. The world system couldn't delete it because Aster held the "time anchor," and couldn't let it descend because the "trigger" hadn't happened yet.The only solution for the panicked system was: Regression to Original Form.The pale white light enveloping the faceless giant suddenly flickered, turning into a neutral blue
Chapter 24: The Broken Alarm Clock
Tick... tock... tick... tock...The sound wasn't loud, but its sharp frequency pierced straight into the eardrums, ignoring all concepts of soundproofing.Aster Vale frowned. In his dream, he was busy haggling over the price of a used copper pot at a flea market, but that ticking sound persistently annoyed him, like water dripping from a leaky faucet. With his eyes still closed, he fumbled into his tin lunchbox, intending to silence the source of the noise so he could resume his sleep.However, the moment his fingers touched the cold, rusty metal, a pressure so heavy and "wrong" slammed into his chest. It wasn't a draft from a vent, nor the heat or stench of a monster. It was absolute nothingness—a silence so dense it made his ears ache.Aster opened his eyes.And for the first time since he had been dragged into this dungeon, his sleepiness and obsession with junk vanished instantly, replaced by a cold wave that froze the blood in his veins.The ceiling of the storeroom was gone, rep
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