chapter 50 roll!

"Holy crap, is this the art of fighting each other?!"

One classmate had a look of shock on his face and couldn't believe his eyes.

"You're just pretending. He writes with two hands. He thinks he's a genius."

"Hmph, I think he has lust, and he's fighting from left to right."

A wretched man smiled evilly, but was beaten wildly by the classmates around him.

Harold Scurr ignored the noise around him and immersed himself in his own world. He flipped through...