The Tutorial Is Too Hard

Chapter 222 – The Tournament (22) (Part 1)

Translator: JiuJiuBa

Proofreader: GodlyCash

[The God of Light feels ashamed. ]

On the one hand, it’s ridiculous, but on the other hand, it’s normal.

I am accustomed to the occasional foolishness of the God of Light.

Seeing the message of the God of Light, I am chuckling and soon I realize that I am not alone.

At least, those who watch fireworks outside the building have received the message.

In addition, some people are not laughing but cheering.

Basically, these are the people who stand on the roof and set off firecrackers.

Are they believers of the God of Light as the message says?

I thought the message said they were believers just because they set off firecrackers, but on second thought, maybe they are really believers.

The people on the roof are all excited and happy.

I don’t know why.

Under the systematic sanction, the God of Light fails to give the blessing. Logically, I wonder they should be sorry.

But people are cheering as if they have been blessed.

I am watching them when someone comes to me.

It’s a normal-looking man.

“Hello!”

The greeting is also normal.

I respond to him perfunctorily.

The man says he’s a member of the Order of Vigilance sent by Kim MinHyuk as my guide.

Surprisingly, the man says he knows me.

“Have we met before?”

“Yes. I’ve seen you before in the grand conference and tournament.”

After listening to him, I begin to recall.

Of course, I don’t have any memories of the man in my mind.

“The previous grand conference… the third time or the fourth time?

“The fourth time. But it’s the first time for me.”

It seems that he joined not long ago.

Because the members of the Order of Vigilance that I have been in contact with are basically those who joined in the early days. So it’s possible that I don’t remember him.

If you ask me if I remember all the early members, that’s not it.

“But what about the frog? Is it the guy I met at the intersection?

Instead of answering immediately, I think about it.

I choose an answer that would not cause trouble as much as possible.

“…Taming.”

“Wow… You really can do anything up at this level. It’s said that you are a warrior, and I don’t know you should have the ability. It’s amazing. There’s no problem walking around with this guy, right?”

“Probably.”

Probably, I think.

This guy doesn’t make trouble all of a sudden.

And even if it does, I can subdue it on the spot.

In fact, if I want to avoid trouble, I can deal with it at will. However, this is the first time a monster has chased me for no reason.

So I want to stay with it as long as possible to find out the reason.

The man suggests I follow him to Kim Minhyuk.

Before leaving, I pull down the man lying on the back of the frog monster.

Now that at this point, he could be able to do it by himself, I think. Then I lay him down and lean him against the wall

Then I say goodbye to Lee Jin.

Although Lee Jin feels a little sorry, she doesn’t pester any more.

It seems like she did it not because of me, but the members of the Order of Vigilance around me. I feel a little strange.

When I walk around with the man, we get people’s attention.

It’s normal.

Because the people who walk around with the frog monster have no one but us.

Naturally, it attracts people’s attention.

People gather together to watch the frog monster.

Interestingly, people are more interested in the monster tamed by me.

Compared to this, what they desire to know is how the taming is implemented.

Occasionally, people ask me questions or say hello directly.

After continuing my way, I reached the building where Kim MinHyuk is located.

The building is big enough for the frog monster to enter.

In front of the building stands a gatekeeper.

After talking to the man who brought me here, the gatekeeper lets us in.

The gatekeeper’s attitude is a bit strange.

The strange place is his attitude towards me, which is more like that of the people in the past.

As soon as he knows my identity, his body becomes stiff.

He looks beyond tension but anxiety.

It is a normal response.

“What’s your name?”

[Keeekkeeek！]

The frog monster who follows me quietly shows presence.

I turn my head and stare at the frog, saying.

“Not you.”

I’m not curious about the frog’s name.

The man disturbed by the frog says.

“Jeong Myung-chul”.

I ask him in which time did he come in, he says the second time.

Then we walk into the building.

I am led to a place like a large conference room.

In the conference room, the meeting is in full swing.

Unintentionally, I get in the way of the meeting.

“Long time no see. How are you?”

Suddenly an old man comes to talk to me, and I think about who he is for a while.

Luckily, I remember him.

“Long time no see, uncle.”

The Japanese uncle with a long beard still seems to be the core of Japanese challengers.

Most of the other Japanese challengers in his party just help him a little bit, and the substantive propositions are put forward by the Japanese uncle.

He says Australian staff are arranging dormitories.

No wonder I didn’t see Australians all the way. It turned out that they had all gathered elsewhere.

I am in a daze throughout the meeting.

They are talking about how to abide by the rules, how to communicate and get along with foreign challengers who haven’t met yet, but I don’t think it has much to do with me.

Actually, it is.

I just need to sit here quietly.

Kim MinHyuk tells me that if I feel bored, I can go outside, but I say no.

Because there’s nothing to do outside.

It would be really annoying if someone recognizes me.

So I’d rather stay in the conference room.

It’s not that there’s nothing that arouses my interest at all.

“Religion?”

“Yes. It’s been spreading fast lately.”

Uncle Beard says religion is spreading among Japanese challengers.

The funny thing is that it isn’t pseudo-religion.

What they worship is the real God.

“Various denominations are springing up, and the scale of the believes of the God of Light seems to be the largest. I don’t know how many there are his believers.”

“The God of Light? Neuropa…”