I Became the Academy’s Disabled Student

The freshman welcome ceremony had a strong social atmosphere.

It was a traditional event where freshmen, most of whom were meeting each other for the first time, gathered to break the ice and build friendships.

The 122nd batch freshman welcome ceremony was no different.

After a short speech from the vice president, there was a time to casually mingle and exchange pleasantries.

In such gatherings, the conversation was usually led by the more established students. Those from prominent families or powerful factions, who were well-informed about world affairs, and whose knowledge was sharp and sensitive.

As such, the topics they raised were always diverse and substantial.

“How’s your family? I bet you’ve got some influence with that distance, right?”

“Don’t even mention it. It wasn’t just some influence, it was insane! We thought the mansion was going to be destroyed when the dungeon overflow broke out early in the morning... Ugh.”

“Have you checked the situation in the byproduct market? The quantities are flooding in like crazy.”@@novelbin@@

“Oh, that. I heard some level-3 byproducts are even being released, causing a huge uproar.”

“How are the families near there handling it? They won’t be able to sleep comfortably at night, I think.”

“Yeah, but it’s pretty much been suppressed now. The guild is stationed there too, so...”

But now, things were different. Most of the conversations revolved around one subject.

The hidden realm. A catastrophe that had happened so recently, it could be said it occurred just yesterday, officially recognized as a disaster by the guild.

What kind of disaster is there during a time of peace? If things had gone badly, peace itself could have been torn apart.

Had things gone differently, it could have been the beginning of a new period of chaos.

Naturally, everyone’s gossip was running rampant.

But the reason the hidden realm became the topic of conversation in the banquet hall wasn’t just because of that.

“…Did you hear about the combat station set up on the front line there?”

“…Yeah. A returning soldier showed us the footage.”

It was an event of catastrophic scale. Whether they liked it or not, it was beneficial to gather the information. So naturally, the details from the battlefield began to spread.