I Reincarnated as The Protagonist's Best Friend

4 days have passed since the start of Ranking Battles. Through this 4 days, Quash has been relentless about the battles. He has been steadily climbing the rankings. Each match won made his rank jump thousands, some times even tens of thousands. But that is very rare.

Through this period, there wasn’t many opponents that could threaten him. Most of the students in this range of Ranking were geniuses with Stats nearing 80 to 90. Some even nearing Class Limit.

But that was all there is to it. The true monsters were already way above the line. They challenged higher rank even if they got lower rank by randomness on the first day.

So it could be said that the Ranking has sorted itself out on the very first day. And Quash was just being a troll in a lobby of noobs.

But it was all good. The numbers going down were too good to see. So pride can come later.

[389,585]

Win Streak: 129

This was Quash’s Ranking. He has yet to take any damage whatsoever. And from the first match to his current match, he is undefeated.

*BOOOM~~!!!*

"BOOOMM~~~ ABRACADABRA BABY!!!"

Quash exclaimed as he obliterated an Orc with his Bazooka.

"YOOOO ABRACADABRA!!!!" 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"LET’S GO!!! GOD OF CURSES STRIKES AGAIN!!"

"MAN IM SO JEALOUS AND HYPED AT THE SAME TIME!! I FEEL SO GAY! BUT I NEEED THE BAZOOKA ANYWAY!"

"Bro you a poet?"

"FUCK YOU IM JEALOUS!! AAAAAAA-"

"Damn..."

When Quash was pulled out of his 130th match which resulted ina bombastic victory, he heard loud cheers around him.

Because how he was speed running the rankings, he naturally gained attention. Rumours spread among the students. The students who keep an eye on the Ranking surely knows his meteoric rise.

Some criticised him for being such a low class. Despite being strong, he was still in the Lower ranks. But they were just jealous bunch. They naturally get jealous when they see Quash’s battle statistics on the rankings.

100% win rate. 129 win streak. Wait, now it’s 130.

It’s natural to be jealous. Quash heard the cheers and he couldn’t help but feel his heart race a bit. Although the slang spread by Timothy in the 51st Battle Hall somehow made it in the 39th one, but it was fine. The praises were genuine. People were recognising his art of explosion. They were feeling him!

’...huh? That did not sound right... whatever.’

After that, Quash sat down and started chatting with the exited crowd. Many has asked about the Bazooka. They were interested in it. Very much.

And Quash have Gagons contact info without any hesitation. Of course with his permission. The Dwarf was so happy that he called Quash in the noon when he was taking a break, and through him, he got to know that someone has recorded his "ASMR whispering to the ears" and uploaded it. It didn’t explod in popularity until recently. That’s how the God of Curses title carried over to Battle Hall 39 from 51st.

After hanging up from the brief call, and focused on eating. He hadn’t met Alan and Elina in days. Both if them has become quite the celebrities. Alan with his Pure white Aura, common background and immense talent, became a perfect mascot for the news channels.

The lower Battle Halls ranked and the higher ranked Battle Halls seems like a completely different environment with all the spot lights from the news channels, influencers.

There are no shortage of them. Some even room to other Battle Halls but the contents there aren’t as marketable to the masses.

Like, who is going to watch some kids brawl instead of the flashy super exciting fights of the higher ranking Battle Halls?

Because of that reason, the Battle Halls in the Lower Ranks stays out of the influencer noise.

But the more Quash climbed up the raking, the more apparent he becomes. The spot light was shifting towards him and he... didn’t have it. In fact, he liked it. He liked the attention he got. But he wasn’t obsessed enough to chase after it. He liked it when he got organic attention. But the fake ones of media.

Like the small moments in Battle Halls.

Thinking about the bros in the Battle Halls, he was suddenly reminded of the gym bros. He wondered what they were up to. Did they even manage to get here?

Because monsters attack while traveling isn’t a new thing. The casualty rate maybe Law, but not out of question.

"Let’s hope for the best."

Quash murmured as he got up from his chair, he stopped himself from thinking further because that is irrelevant. If something happened to them they wouldn’t magically come back just because he was worrying about them.

He was done eating. And as per usual, he was going to take rest a bit before going to the Battle Hall.

Quash was sitting on a chair near the window window. His legs resting on the table as he scrolled through social media. The headlines were mostly just about who beat who. The battles of the top 100 was fierce. Everyone challenging each other for their rank.

But one thing was very fascinating. The rank 1 on the leader board was never challenged.

Why? Because everyone collectively knew that they will lose no matter what. And Quash could say with certainty that the status wouldn’t be changing. The rank 1 will remain unchallenged.

That’s what happened in the novel at least.

"Sigh~. What kins of monster did the vampires create? Crazy freaks."

He couldn’t help but murmur. He scrolled past many post when he stumbled upon a shot clip of Alan defeating a Drake. The angle was very movie like. It was edited with some background music and effects that made it look cool Alan ahd a serious expression on his face while his sword was coated pure white.

The shot was nice. And there were thousand of cameras operating in those Arenas under different ownerships. People can launch their cameras into the arena after they contact the authorities in charge of the Battle Hall.

They will charge the people and connect their camera with he Administrative Formation.

"How neat... Damn I can’t wait to create stuff! Huhhuhu."

Quash giggled in excitement. He was motivated to work hard. The more he lives in the Academy City, the more he knows about it. The technology is marvelous, and he can’t wait to start adding his own touch.

And with that, Quash’s rest time was over, he got up and went to the Battle Hall to fire some more Abracadabra.