Super.Dawg

Chapter 146

Wor-en breath came out in a white mist, vanishing into the frozen air before his next gasp replaced it. His knees ached from the strain, his fingers stiff on the hilt of his blade.

Across from him stood the woman in black — light on her feet, movements precise. Her rapier gleamed silver in the half-light, flickering like a tongue of flame against the snow. She fought with method, not fury. The kind of technique that wasn’t meant for beasts or monsters.

It was made to kill peop...

Chapter 145

[Telescopic Sight]

“They’re really at it,” the remaining hooded figure muttered, his tone somewhere between amusement and irritation. After all, his two arrows did not miss but blocked.The wind bit at his cloak as he knelt, setting the small crossbow against his shoulder. Through the thin shimmer of his visor-skill, the battlefield resolved into perfect lines of motion and heat—Boris stood out like a beacon.

“I’ll give them a hand this time,” he whis...

Chapter 144

They were quiet, shadows huddled on the hill, and the cold made their breath nothing but quiet as ghosts. One of them—tall, with shoulders like a gate—tilted his head toward the field and said, “That red-eyed girl’s arrows bite deeper than they look.”

A soft laugh, like metal on glass, from the crossbowman. He ran a fingertip along his crossbow. “Heard she is a [Ranger], [Archer] with [Rogue] tricks,” he said. “Hybrid is...

Chapter 143

The formation settled into place.

Most of the northern soldiers closed ranks around the students, shields raised, eyes narrowed against the biting snow even with Toby’s debuff. Adam and Leo stood at the front, their armor dark against the white expanse. Boris and Andel flanked them—spear and lance fully drawn. Behind them stood Kana, Rin, and Roy. Then came Suri, Yuri, and Toby near the rear—each readying their spells, the faint shimmer of mana coiling around them like heat in the...

Chapter 142

“All clear. We don’t see anyone,” one of the northern soldiers called out, his voice almost lost to the storm.

The campsite lay in ruin.

Broken tents half-buried in snow, torn cloth fluttering weakly in the wind. Shattered weapons poked from the drifts like frozen bones. Everything looked like the aftermath of something violent—but strangely quiet now, as if the world itself wanted to forget.

Students spread out, digging through the debris. Their gloves brushed metal...

Chapter 141

It was a small feline beast, as if born of the North’s cold weather. Its fur shimmered the color of untouched snow, each strand made for the hunt, for concealment. When it moved, it became the wind—darting in sudden, impossible angles across the drifts. To the untrained eye, it was nothing more than a flicker of white in white.

The royal knights had split into two groups, spreading wide to cover more ground. 

Artin, now in his snow-feline form, bounded through the terrain...

Chapter 140

They were still resting when Wor-en finally stood, brushing snow from his cloak. The fire beside him was dying, its embers crackling weakly in the freezing wind.

“Suri,” he said, his voice steady but tired. “Any word from the principal?”

Suri’s eyes went distant, glassy — the same way they always did when she sent her illusions far from her body. A faint shimmer flickered across her irises like rippling water. After a moment, she frowned and scratched the back of her h...

Chapter 139

“Suri, why are you dozing off?” Rin asked as they trudged through the snow, her breath turning to mist.

“I’m not,” Suri said, eyes distant and unfocused. “I’m watching another first-year group fight ahead. They’re holding their ground… even if they got caught by surprise.”

Her expression tightened. “Oh no.”

Kana, noticing the shift, turned. “What is it?”

“The number of monsters—they’ve doubled. Twice what we faced earlier.” Suri’s ...

Chapter 138

There was no time to rest. Another wave of mounted Ice Lizardmen burst from the storm—three times the number from before. Their howls echoed through the white haze as their Frost Wolves kicked up flurries of snow, sprinting straight for the students.

Wor-en’s eyes narrowed. He had remained silent and still, a watchful guardian—but now, even he drew his blade. The steel whispered against its sheath, glowing faintly under his breath’s mist.

Then—without warning—Boris lea...

Chapter 137

Kana noticed on their way to the first outpost that there were very few local residents around. All she had seen were other student groups moving through the snow in formation.

The great gate of the northern fortress was already open, and the world beyond greeted them with a sharp, biting wind. Elevated mounds of thick snow stretched endlessly before them as they trudged forward, boots sinking deep with every step.

After half an hour of silent marching, led by Wor-en, they finally...

Chapter 136

The smell of soup.

It spread through the house: hot steam curling from a black pot, the sharp tang of preserved meat, thick bread warming on a tray. Students who had been moving in slow, sleep-heavy loops around the room straightened, noses leading them toward the table. A little life returned to them with every breath.

Wor-en stood by the fire, spoon in hand, steam haloing his shoulders. He looked more like a field officer than a cook, but the bowl in front of him spoke otherwise...

Chapter 135

Their journey continued until midday, when they stopped at a large cave to rest. The air outside was biting cold, but inside, a dozen fires burned bright, warming the stone walls with flickering light. The smell of roasted meat and hot soup filled the cavern, a comfort against the winter air.

“Hey,” Roy said suddenly, his tone carrying that mischievous edge that always preceded one of his stories. “I heard something interesting last night from the villagers.”

The group loo...

Chapter 134

The winter night cut sharper than expected as the caravan rolled into the small village. Frost glittered faintly under torchlight, and the breath of horses rose in steady clouds as they neighed and stomped. It was a humble settlement — no more than two hundred villagers — but to the weary travelers, the sight of warm smoke curling from chimneys felt like salvation.

The academy had already prepared for the lack of space. Rows of newly built makeshift houses lined the outer edges of t...

Chapter 133

It was the last day of the weekend before their departure. The trio decided to visit the orphanage—one last time before leaving for the northern fortress, where they would spend about a week beside the kingdom’s northern frontier soldiers.

Lily and Shar hugged their daughter tightly, reluctant to let go. Around them, the younger children crowded the doorway, their faces glowing with curiosity instead of sadness. They’d long since learned that farewells weren’t forever—only pau...

Chapter 132

The boys seemed more animated than usual, their voices rising, their jokes bolder whenever Zia’s eyes lingered their way.

Meanwhile, Suri, Rin, and Yuri had made it their mission to corner her every break. They peppered her with questions as though she were some rare creature on display.

“Miss Zia,” Rin asked one afternoon, her curiosity outweighing her shyness, “I heard the ageless live for a very long time. How old are you now?”

Zia tilted her head, as if calcula...

Chapter 131

Raydon Kergastel was beyond impressed. If not for the inherited dungeon relic on his hand, he would have already fallen to Kana’s last feint. Her precision, her speed—it was like fighting a phantom with steel.

Kana steadied her breathing, chest rising and falling in rhythm. Then she darted forward again. This time her strikes came faster, sharper—like rain hammering a shield. Raydon barely kept pace, his arm snapping in small, efficient motions to parry each blow. Not a wasted ges...

Chapter 130

A great fire blazed in the center of the camp, tall flames licking skyward, crackling with each gust of cold wind. Sparks drifted like fireflies before vanishing into the snow-chilled night. The smaller cooking fire had been put out hours ago, but this one roared bright and alive, a circle of warmth against the wilderness.

“This is a good way to pass the time while the night is still young,” one of the copper-class adventurers said, rubbing his hands together and leaning toward the ...

Chapter 129

There were three wagons in the convoy.

The first carried the tamed wild beasts of Mica’s family—rare, hulking creatures with glistening hides and eyes that glowed faintly in the morning sun. There were only three, but each one radiated a quiet, dangerous strength that made even the coachman sit stiffly on the reins.

The second wagon was the largest, its broad wooden frame reinforced with iron bands. Pulled by a massive beast with the patience of stone, it moved at a pace half ...

Chapter 128

Flowel returned to the Brack estate with none of his usual bluster; this time, no fists were needed. The servants led him straight to Ara’s guest room. He lounged on the cushioned chair, savoring the faintly spiced tea until Ara finally appeared.

“That took a while,” Flowel muttered.

“You arrived too early,” Ara replied, his tone clipped.

Flowel clicked his tongue and leaned forward. “So, when do we start?”

Ara sank into the opposite chair with a weary si...

Chapter 127

“Now!”

The red-eyed girl’s voice rang sharp as steel, her grin still fixed.

A signal. Von’s instincts screamed.

I must relax. Forget killing them. Flee. Live for now.

He didn’t hesitate. His hand swept down, shadows twisting beneath his feet as he triggered his trump card.

[Dissipate]

The ground flickered purple for a second, rippling like disturbed water. He felt the familiar pull of escape.

It flickered again.

Chapter 126

Kana wasn’t aware—wasn’t aware her lips had curved into a grin the entire time. Sparks erupted with every clash, her daggers moving like lightning, his shadows striking back like fangs from the dark. The rhythm thrilled her.

Her [Bolt Dagger Style] tore through him. Each feint, each misdirection he tried—she met it head-on, intercepting with strikes fast enough to scrape sparks from the night air.

She inhaled sharply. Time to shift the tempo.

Profess...

Chapter 125

Von had spent the last few nights circling the academy like a hungry predator. Shadows welcomed him as he drifted beneath their cover, his [Shadow Form] clinging to the edges of light, a silhouette no eye could follow.

He had tested himself against her already—Kana’s projection—and defeated it. Three minutes. No more, no less. Enough to feel confident, yet… not enough to calm the unease gnawing in his chest.

The academy had changed. Patrols had doubled, no...

Chapter 124

The trio huddled near the edge of the training grounds during the short morning break, the crisp air biting at their cheeks. The first subject, The North was as grueling as the winter peak, but their minds were far from class.

“Interesting skill,” Kana murmured, arms crossed, her gaze distant. “You think she’ll be able to keep up?”

“She claims she can set it up in a minute,” Suri replied, rolling her eyes. “But under pressure? No chance. I say two to three minutes ...

Chapter 123

They left the orphanage with the sort of satisfaction that sat heavy in the chest — useful, unshowy, and warm in a way coin could not buy. The student council’s approval had come quicker than Kana had expected; papers had been signed, promises had been made in clipped, competent tones. It felt, for once, like something real had been accomplished.

The conversation on the way back rode the cold like a second passenger, practical and fretful. Funding, everyone agreed, was the hinge on ...

Chapter 122

Chelle Pint was not strong on her own. She knew it well enough. Her dueling record was average.. But with her friends—nobles, each one with a skill polished and dangerous—they became something else entirely. Together, they had placed in the top five of last year’s annual tournament. And that had been only their second year. This year, they were certain they could take the crown.

Unless these… strangers ruined it.

First-years, from some backwater village, yet somehow drawin...

Chapter 121

They chose the alley where the lamps threw thin columns of light and the rest of the academy had already melted into curfew. Winter air pinched at their faces; breath came out in quick white puffs. Three shadows leaned against rough stone, two more shuffled uneasily a step behind them. Their voices were too loud for the hour, but not loud enough to sound brave.

“Suri’s the weakest of them,” the tallest said, like he was stating a fact of nature. He said it as if weakness was a thi...

Chapter 120

Principal Light sipped his tea slowly, the soft clink of porcelain echoing in the office. His gaze lingered on the trio across his desk. Suri couldn’t sit still, Boris was trying not to sweat, and Kana… Kana’s face was unreadable, her calm unsettling even now.

This will be difficult, Light thought.

“I heard everything from Wor-en,” he said finally, his voice smooth, measured. “The three of you. As a Dungeon Scrappers.”

The words landed like a ...

Chapter 119

The trio let out a heavy sigh as snow drifted down from the sky, faint flakes catching the midday sun. The world should have felt calm, peaceful—but each flake only reminded them of the silence that waited at the academy tomorrow.

Boris held the reins of the carriage, his broad shoulders hunched as though bracing for a blow. At the back, Suri rested her head on Kana’s shoulder, her breathing slow, her exhausted from the recent battle.

Wor-en hadn’t said a word about punishme...

Chapter 118

“Suri, where?” Kana’s tone cut as they sprinted.

“Up ahead.” Suri’s eyes narrowed, illusion-light dancing in the air. “Over two dozen foragers. He’s cornered.”

Two dozen. Kana’s gut twisted. That wasn’t a skirmish—it was a death sentence.

“Asha, throw your skill at range, make them notice us. Opel, make noise. Get them off him.”

Opel slammed his mace against his shield. “Noise I can do.”

They burst into the tunnel where Wo...

Chapter 117

The tunnels mocked him. Every wall seemed to carry sound—clashes, screeches, shouts—twisting them into an endless loop until he couldn’t tell where they had come from, nor how far away. Each heartbeat was another second slipping away.

Wor-en clenched his jaw. If I’m wrong, if it’s not them… But no. His instincts rarely lied, and this time they screamed at him. The posture, the way that archer loosed her bow. Boris’ height and body structure. The trio’s silence. ...