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Surviving as a Con Artist at the Academy Chapter 81

Episode 81. There is no room for rehabilitation.

As soon as Trisha snatched the staff, she unleashed the intermediate magic, Wind Blade.

The eerie wind that wrapped around the staff was about to aim at Ruska’s neck.

If this had been a real fight, it would have been like getting her throat cut, so it looked like Trisha had won.

“Shin Soo-hwa.”

A strong light emanated from Ruska, who was mumbling softly. At the same time as the blade of wind, Trisha was thrown as if she had been hit by something.

Trisha looked down as she landed on the floor, missing the win by a hair’s breadth.

The junior I had been thinking of as cute had pointy ears on his head, and a tail wagging behind him.

And the head had turned a white color like the flash of light that had emitted earlier.

“Oh my god….”

Trisha was greatly amazed when she saw her junior transform into a vixen before her eyes. The cadets watching erupted in exclamations, and I also held my breath.

[New Sign Language]

This is a buff and awakening skill that you can acquire by playing through Chapter 3 or higher with Ruska.

The activated effect of a flash of light bursting from the body to drive away enemies was often used as an escape from crisis.

Every weekend, Ruska would make me breakfast and go out, and I could guess that it was for the purpose of training to acquire that skill.

However, since it is still in the early stages of acquisition, the duration is only 30 seconds.

The fact that it was manifested even though it was still unfinished… is proof that Trisha was pushing Ruska to that extent!

Realizing this, Ruska said, holding the double-edged sword.

“I apologize for saying earlier that you couldn’t keep up with our level.”

“Thank you for that.”

“But you’ll have to pay the price for making me so angry all this time.”

“Huh? When did I make you angry?”

Trisha, who responded with a half-hearted response, generated magic from her right hand, which was holding the staff, and her left hand, which was holding nothing.

He fired the wind blade and the aqua ball at the same time, but they were easily blocked by the double-edged sword, and the second round began.

* * * * *

It cannot be said that magic comes only from a wand. In fact, the wand simply plays a supporting role in steadily raising the magic.

Of course, most of the magic is done by hand. The magical power flowing within the body is absorbed into the hand and a magic circle is created.

Therefore, what matters is not the cane but the skill of the user.

A veteran like the Archmage can conjure up earth magic just by stomping his feet, or can create multiple magic circles in the air with a snap of his fingers.

‘Mary’s talent for accomplishing that so easily is extraordinary.’

The same goes for infusing objects with magic. A skilled magician can give a stick something like fire properties in less than a minute, but for a regular student, it would take more than five minutes.

But Trisha took exactly one second to catch the arrow and throw it again. That’s the time it took to even imbue the arrow with magic!

It is proof that he is a possessor of extraordinary talent, even if not as much as Mary.

No, talent aside, what I’m looking at right now is…

‘That senior was a magician?’

Trisha’s fight scene still caught my eye.

The movements were so precise that it seemed like real magic and a cadet were compatible, and the arrows that flew with the throw were also faster than those shot by Ruska.

Her movements were as flashy as those of a female martial arts master in a movie. Even the tactic of teleporting towards the staff was perfect.

But as time went on, Ruska began to figure out all of her tactics.

Magic missiles and elemental magic were torn apart by the double-edged sword, and even teleportation using the staff was rendered useless as the path of movement was read.

The momentum that had been pushing forward until just a moment ago disappeared and I was gradually being pushed back…

“The winner is Ruska Mad-Eye!”

The professor’s declaration resounded.

The one who ended up collapsing on the circular floor was Trisha.

At the end, as if in retribution, a bump grew on Trisha’s head like a mushroom.

Still, since his skills were recognized, Ruska reached out.

“I passed. There was a lot of work and a lot of hardship, but I ask for your help in the future.”

“Then, if this mission goes well, we can return to our room….”

“Shut up.”

“Ugh….”

Trisha’s shoulders slumped as Ruska raised her eyebrows and objected forcefully.

As expected, the personality is the same.

* * * * *

All I knew about Trisha was that she was a magician, a senior, and the president of the newspaper club.

Because she wasn’t a character whose face was always visible while playing.

Background, age, special skills… .

Nothing has been revealed other than the name and mention of the newspaper editor in the beginning.

At a point where their faces aren’t shown, they’re practically nothing more than extras.

From my perspective, this is truly uncharted territory.

“So… your family is a martial arts family that has been passed down for generations?”

“To be exact, it’s a martial arts group similar to the Swordsmanship Federation rather than a clan. My parents are high-ranking executives there.”

After school, our group gathered at the outdoor training grounds to discuss things. There, we learned things we didn’t know about Trisha.

Although she was a cadet with relatively glamorous parents, she didn’t seem particularly special. Such high-ranking students were common in this academy.

But what surprised me was the scope of her family.

“Your parents are martial artists, so why did you enter the magic department? From what I’ve seen of you fighting, if you were in the combat department, you would have been in class A.”

“Jenny, as you said, I initially trained in the combat field. Ever since I was little, I had a hard life receiving special training with my older siblings. But one day, this talent suddenly appeared in me.”

Trisha, who can form air magic from her hands in 2 seconds and speaks. It is said that it was manifested during training several years ago.

During training, a water jet comes out of the hand that is stabbing the regime, or a magic missile is shot.

Her parents were astonished by her innate talent that suddenly emerged.

After much deliberation over which field to pursue, she let her daughter decide for herself, and Trisha unhesitatingly chose the field of magic.

“At first, I was worried that they would be against it, but surprisingly, they respected my path. Since I’m not going to continue the family line anyway, I’m just going to live my life doing what I want.”

“So you became the newspaper club president?”

“Yeah. Actually, my hobby is writing. I heard that there was a writing department in the club, so I joined. I wrote a novel of my own, so you should read it….”

“I will refuse.”

“Tch!”

Trisha’s face turned pale as she muttered, “You used to treat me well!”

Jenny hears that and suddenly raises her hand and says.

“Then let me read it to you.”

“Really? Then I should be the one thanking you!”

“It’s a work that you worked hard to create, so there’s no way you can’t evaluate it.”

It’s dangerous. You’ll regret it later.

Unable to bear it any longer, I parted their gaps with my hand and spoke to Jenny.

“Leave it alone.”

“Why are you doing that again?”

“If you don’t want to regret it, you’d better listen to me.”

Given Trisha’s favorite genre, it’s obvious that it’s a magic book disguised as a novel.

I too once fell into a ‘coin addiction’ while I was there.

“Hey friend! Come quickly! We’re about to begin.”

Mary, who was building a magic circle in the center of the training grounds, calls me. I’m worried about Jenny’s safety, but… I don’t think it’ll be a big problem.

I stood in the center of the white magic circle that Mary had created. It was filled with holy energy, and Muto suddenly materialized.

“What is this horrible aura!”

“Just hold on a little longer.”

“what?”

A powerful flash of light and sparks rose from the floor, cutting Muto’s words like a knife.

Muto and I, who were swallowed by the pillar of light, groaned and shook as if we had been shocked.

And Muto’s body gradually turned white.

The pillar gave way and I fell down.

“Hey buddy, are you okay?”

“I have to take risks for the mission.”

In the future, prisoners must be taken away together with the clergy.

If an unholy being like a spirit suddenly appeared before their eyes, it was obvious that they would classify me as a heretic.

Even Muto is a high-level spirit. Its power is so strong that it needs to be reduced.

My current level of sensitivity is not enough to completely erase Muto’s presence. Therefore, I needed the help of Mary, a genius magician.

The pain I felt just now after being swallowed by the flash was also a ritual to suppress my main force.

Since tomorrow was the day of departure, this ritual was essential.

But the pain was considerable.

I passed out from the aftereffects.

* * * * *

“You took a very reckless action.”

“yes….”

Radon, who was receiving the consciousness of the flash, eventually collapsed, unable to bear the aftereffects. The crew members moved him to the infirmary with worried expressions on their faces.

Everyone looked so embarrassed that they had no face.

I was worried that I might not be able to go out tomorrow, but I didn’t have to worry about that. Professor Stella reassured me that it would be fine when I woke up the next morning.

As she was also a priest, she didn’t scold him too much.

“It’s not that I don’t understand. Unlike this academy where freedom of learning is guaranteed, main characters are never welcomed among the clergy. But when on earth did Radon end up handling main characters? And on top of that, he even made a contract with that Muto….”

“Because radon is hanging over me.”

“what?”

“ah….”

Jenny lamented, “It just won’t work.”

Even those who are not under the curse are never allowed to speak out about it. This silence even annoys Jenny.

“Anyway, I’m glad that no problems occurred in the end. It’s just that Radon’s appearance changed a bit.”

“Oh really? Your hair has grown quite long.”

“It’s a side effect of forcing myself into that flash of consciousness. My hair grew long, as if I was under extreme stress.”

“Then should I cut it for you?”

“No. Then the main force that we have suppressed with great difficulty can revive again. Let’s cut it off after the mission is over.”

However, this does not mean that Radon cannot use his main power in the future. In fact, the consciousness of the flash changes the color of his main power and makes it appear as a different attribute.

Perhaps that was why Muto, who had been a black shadow snake, had become a pure white snake. It was a form that could be mistaken for a spirit of light rather than a spirit of the living.

The strength has also been weakened, so it can no longer exert as much force as before.

“….”

Jenny, Mary, and Trisha looked at Radon, who had straight brown hair.

“Looking at it this way…”

“Quite cute…”

“She looks like a girl?”

They spoke as if they were of one mind.

* * * * *

There were areas covered with snow even though it wasn’t winter yet. Places that weren’t affected by the seasons were very common on the continent.

The Crevasse Snowfield area is a typical example. In the nearby town of Aramos, the snowfield was soaked in red blood.

“You damn sinner! How dare you try to escape from prison?”

A rustling sound echoed through the dark forest behind the village.

There was a garrison for priests there, and it was a temporary prison for thieves captured in the village.

A normal thief would have been shedding tears and begging for his life while being whipped… but this guy was enduring it with a smile.

I was enjoying it even more.

“The more you do that, the more your sentence will increase!”

slam!-

The sound of the whip being swung by a giant knight echoes. If heard from a distance, it could be mistaken for a bombing.

I thought it might be an overreaction, but no one cared because there was absolutely no room for relief, no matter what punishment was given.

“You know… Sir Knight. What’s your name?”

“I have no name for you!”

slam!-

‘Crudy Luming’, the leader of the Paladin unit, swung his whip once more.

Still, the guy asked again, naturally, as if he were having a conversation.

“Do you have a daughter by any chance? If you don’t mind, could you introduce her to me?”

“…!!”

Thud! Thud!-

“Or… who is it? A new saint has been born? With fox ears on her head… and a tail… She’ll be quite a sight. Swish.”

“This kid!!”

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!-

When the guy showed his drooling, Crudy’s eyes turned red. He swung his whip harder and faster.

The words that he would rape a saint without fear made me feel both anger and horror at the same time. Because there were more than one or two women who had been raped by him.

“Juster Margil, when you fought with us in the Holy War, you only targeted and attacked the goddesses. I was convinced of this after seeing the bloody remains of a woman found in your room at the bandit base.”

“….”

“This hopeless piece of trash!”

-Swish!

It wasn’t a clanking sound.

To his surprise, Justus caught the whip with his teeth, making a strange expression and causing disgust.

“Ugh!”

“Don’t be like that… If you introduce me to just one girl, I’ll behave. Okay? Exactly… I’d like someone with straight brown hair. I think your wife and daughter… would be like that too. Hahahaha!”

The more he hit him, the more pleasure he received from that judgment, and it was useless.

Even if they weren’t necessarily Justus… all the criminals caught here were the same.

The laughter of the monster wearing its skullcap overpowered even the sound of the whip.

Surviving as an Academy Fraudster

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