A God Killed Me By Accident, But I Reincarnated As The 4th Son Of The Marquis

Volume 12 Chapter 20: A Bet

Volume 12 Chapter 20: A Bet n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Chelan walked out of the meeting room. He finished a meeting with the representative. They were finishing up some information. That was when he spotted someone before him. 

"What do you want, Freed?" Chelan was composed as he stared at Keith. 

"I want to get some answers from you. Is there a problem with that?" It would definitely come from him if he wanted to get clear answers. 

"No, there's no problem. What do you want to talk about?" 

“I want to talk about the coins handed to us in the F-class. Clearly, you know this amount is nothing more than chump change.” That was something everyone should have known. The class budget should have been more even to each class. So, how could it be this skewed? 

"That's because your class is tardy. You still haven't submitted an idea for what you want to do." Unlike the rest of the classes, they have yet to submit a concrete concept of what stalls they plan to run. 

“That’s why you guys got fewer coins than the others.” One had a more concrete response, which needed coins. He couldn't just save it for F-class. 

“Fair point, but I heard your class also doesn't have a concrete idea.” S-class wasn’t there either. Everyone on his island told him about it. Plus,

“And you guys have the most funding out of all of us.” The one with the most funding was none other than S-class, which was strange, according to Chelan’s logic about first come, first serve.

“That’s because we are the strongest class.” There was nothing about it. When comparing S-class to F-class, the difference between the two was uncanny. One was the best class, while the other was the worst class. It didn’t matter what Keith had said to him. If he was going to allocate the budget, he would do so with the S-class.

“Are you going to use that logic when you lose to us?” Keith scoffed.

“Oh, are you making a bet?”

“No, just going to say it right now.” Keith scoffed, “Unlike you and the others, I don’t believe that F-class is filled with a bunch of trash.” That was something he was going to take a stand on. 

“Do you really think you can beat all the other classes and reign at the top?” Chelan was calm, “Even for you, that’s something you can’t accomplish at all.” F-class was basically a bunch of boulders floating on water. They were going to go down. And all of it was tied to Keith. That was not something even he could do. 

“That’s because you haven’t seen them in action.”

“Then let’s make a bet.”

“Are you being real?” Keith was calm as he added, “Stop acting like this isn’t about you trying to surpass me.” This was something he already knew a long time ago. Chelan was trying his best to show everyone he was better than Keith. 

For Keith, it wasn’t something that he could care about. The representative position was never something he cared about. 

“If you think of F-class as some superclass, prove it. If S-class loses then I will drop out of the academy. But if you lose, you drop out? How about it?” A wager where everything was on the line.

“...Hah. Sure, I’m game. But if we’re going to be doing this, then no one must know about this. In addition, you won’t have anything to interfere with F-class and their stall. Is that fine?” There had to be some ground rules before anything. 

“Of course, I wouldn’t have it any other way. I should at least increase your-” 

"No need." Keith waved his hand, "There's no need for you to change it. We can still win even with the budget we have."

"Ohoho, let's see what you and F-class can do." Chelan and Keith shook their hands. Like that, a wager that was unknown to no one else was created. However, there was someone who was watching the two of them.

When Chelan returned home, he clenched his fist tightly. Yes, I will be able to face off against him. That was something he wanted. A no-holds barge match between Keith. It was a test to prove that he was better than the human. And it was given to him.

It was going to be a fair fight to a certain degree. Both sides had disadvantages. For starters, S-class was superior to F-class by a mile. However, most of the S-class members were aligned with Keith. So they wouldn’t compete against him even if they did know about the wager. But Chelan had already accounted for that, as enough students didn't want to lose. 

“Brother, how could you make such a deal?” Muriel’s eyes darkened as he stared at Chelan.

“Hmm? How did you- you were the one watching.” Chelan had realized that something was off with all of this.

“Yes, but how could you make Keith wager his spot at the academy?! Have you gone mad?!” These two people were insane. To think they would wager their spot and do so.

“Sister, he is the one I need to overcome if I want to be the best.” Knowledge-skills-power. Everything about Keith was something he wanted to prove that he was better.

“And you think you could do this?”

“Yes. And I’m not asking you to follow me since he’s your friend.”

“…”

“You think I wouldn’t find out about that?” Chelan raised one of his brows, “If you don’t want your friend to be ousted by your help, then don’t help me. But don’t try to mess things up.”

“…” Muriel’s eyes narrowed before saying this, “Then if you don’t want me to do anything strange, you should change my class.”

“Eh?”