I am Noble

“Tanker! What are you doing! Pull him back to Agg!”

Heel! Heel! Hill! "

“What?”

“I'm sorry! Give me your heels, please! ”

“Can't you see I'm hitting the tank with my heel? Dealer needs bandages! You didn't bring any heel bandages? ”

“I'm going to kill the tanker! ”

A giant monster shaped like a Western dragon. Dozens of people surrounded by monsters. A man alone, under attack by a monster. People with guns, bows, magic, and more. And in the safest backdrop, there were a handful of people who were emitting graceful, virtuous-looking white light.

These are healers. They look more elegant and relaxed than tankers that deal with monsters' attacks bare bodies or dealers who squeeze their milk out.

“Tanker's dying! More heels! ”

“No one's talking back! ”

“…… Sorry! Can you pour more heels? ”

“I can't see any of us right now! ”

It's like a game or a scene in a movie. But surprisingly, all of this was a living reality. A group of monsters from unknown origins invaded the human society, and the emergence of superpowers with the power to fight the monsters were all evident realities. It's not a dream or a fiction.

As soon as a superpower appeared, it quickly became a top class in society. Only the superpowers were able to catch the monster. Monsters don't have conventional weapons, which explains why, after all, those with superpowers are exhausted. I heard that there was a fool who gained the ability to heal after becoming an elite national champion, but I was so jealous just hearing that story.

Even at the top tier, the majority of superpowers don't enjoy the flavor because there are so many superpowers. One percent of the population is said to be superpowers.

Moreover, according to the type of superpower, rarity and preference are divided among the superpowers. Those with healing abilities are truly noble classes. People with attack abilities are so much different in their feet. So they say that even if they try to save their superpowers and get a job, they have no job.

They are divided into three large groups. Healers with the lowest number of healing abilities are classified as the most noble. Next, tankers. They are classified as ordinary because they are similar in number to healers but have a low percentage of what is needed. Last but not least, Dealer. They are like sand on the beach, so they are regarded as heavenly citizens.

Noble healer.

Plain tank.

Cheonmin dealer.

Here's how it works.

Well... Even a thousand dealers are better than ordinary people who have no abilities. So I remembered. I prayed. God, please give me superpowers too! Speak up.

Fortunately, my eagerness rang to heaven. When I woke up one day, I was able to realize that I had awakened my superpower, and I was crazy happy. I don't even want Hiller. You won't have enough trouble eating and living with your tank skills.

But, but, but....

“Why are you a dealer? God, this is so wrong! How long have I been sacrificing in the sky? ”

There are countless thousands of people in the world. And as of today, I have entered that heavenly class.

…… fuck.