Episode 102. Heidern (3)
I hoped it was all a dream.
This is a word that summarizes Heidern’s past.
I wish it had never happened in the first place.
The fact that my biological parents, who I thought were upstanding and respectable nobles, were actually trash who supported thieves and black magic groups.
Even the fact that he secretly used numerous people as test subjects for his personal research.
There was an incident where he lived proudly without knowing that fact, and his family fell into ruin.
The two kind people tried to protect their parents, saying that it couldn’t be happening.
In fact, the reason my parents treated me so well was because they wanted to use me as a test subject for their witchcraft that borrowed the devil’s power.
For me, who wasn’t even a teenager at the time, it was an experience I could never fathom.
Could a child ever have predicted that his or her parents, whom he or she respects, would have such a back view?
But the merciless guards imprinted before my eyes the deeds my parents had committed.
Traces of foul-smelling experiments. Black magic blooming. Numerous tools that emanate a bloody and eerie aura. People who have been transformed into horrifying figures due to the experiments.
It was a sight that was hard to bear with my eyes open. It was a moment when it became clear that this was in contrast to my parents’ kind behavior.
Even though I was nauseated by the sight, the guards forced my gaze to stay fixed on the scene.
There wasn’t even a shred of mercy. Was it because he got angry because I tried to protect him so much? Or was it because he was a sinner’s blood that he didn’t show mercy?
After that, I lost everything.
The pen that scribbled on the wall, the maid that scolded him while cleaning the wall, and the servants that put what they learned into practice.
And the kind family, and the spirit that must be strong.
Everything disappeared… no, it was like they never existed in the first place. All the time I had spent.
From the time I grew up dreaming while reading storybooks and drawing on the walls, time stopped for me.
I didn’t realize that my body was growing without my mind growing.
I was declared an orphan and sent to an orphanage. I had done nothing wrong, and I was still young, so they couldn’t punish me.
But the stereotype that comes with a family tree applies to everyone, even children.
Since then, I have been called the ‘seed of impurity’ and the ‘larva of the evil spirit’. There was no way that someone like me could have been entrusted to a facility with good feng shui.
A gloomy and bloody room, and a director who scolded and whipped the children she supervised. I had to endure several days in a place that was confusing whether it was a daycare or a prison.
There was no salvation.
It seemed like the world was telling me that such things were a luxury that I, who had inherited the blood of trash, could not afford.
That was… my life before I was given the name Heidern.
Yeah, I wish this was all a dream.
It was like that then… and it’s still like that now.
* * * * *
Mosria’s functions have been halted.
Return to your original location due to the disappearance of subspace.
The final procedure to be carried out in order at the end of Chapter 3.
In the main story, things that were difficult are now so easy to achieve. It wasn’t just me who thought that way, but everyone else in the audience thought that way.
“It’s suspicious that things seem to have been resolved too easily. Could this also be a trap?”
Why else would something like that come out of Professor Radian’s mouth?
“But look closely. No matter how you look at it, this isn’t inside subspace.”
“No matter what, it was like that. It was such an easy victory. Maybe it was an illusion…”
“hmm…”
Stella and Radian. The two professors, who had agreed on the same point, kept their eyes sharp, saying that it was not yet time to let down their guard.
It’s a bit surprising to me, but I think it’s a normal judgment.
While escorting Bayman, the key to victory, there was no counterattack. No matter how you think about it, it’s strange.
How can I stand still while my life is threatened with a weapon? You must think there is a reason for this absurd thing.
And although we succeeded in disabling it, its true form is no longer visible.
When you reach this section, Mosria will try to run away as soon as its true form is revealed. It will try to escape in the form of a small moth, but will be destroyed by the protagonist who is quick to notice.
At that time, Lyman’s eyes were turned by Professor Radian’s death and he was emitting an inhuman aura.
Mosria, who happened to capture that scene, transmits the record to the upper echelons of Doomsday just before he dies.
That information reaches the ears of the surviving Enviel, and from Chapter 4 onwards, all sorts of chaotic incidents break out.
`But that’s that, and now is now.`
If it were the main story, such a sweet potato development would have been expected, but now it is out of the question.
Because I am currently holding the moth that is the body of Mosria.
-Whew… Human. Human!!
“Shut up. Is human the only word you know how to say?”
-Humaneeeeeee!!
My ears are ringing. It seems like he can’t hear what I’m saying. But what can you expect from a guy who can’t tell people’s faces?
I immediately tied Mosria tightly to a fishing line. I even ordered her not to transmit any information to Doomsday headquarters, as she would obey any orders I gave her.
Now, the guy is just a moth that can’t do anything. However, the fact that he was born from a distortion of space and time remains unchanged.
“I’ll give you one last chance.”
-What is it, human?
“You don’t plan on cooperating with me? You’ll have nowhere to go from now on…”
-Why isn’t there one? I will immediately meet the creator and report all the things you have done! If you report it to the great Seven Links, you will be finished, human!
As expected, he was a guy who couldn’t communicate. I decided that even if I went along with him, he would be at a level below AI, not even worth the money for gas.
But there is a law that applies to all living things: the whip is the medicine for those who don’t listen.
-Wait a minute. What are you doing? Human! Let go of me!
I stomped on the guy’s wings to keep him from flying. Then I held the fishing rod in a spear position and aimed it at the guy.
– Are you crazy, Human? Let me go! I am the first successful artificial spirit born in the Empire!
“whatever.”
-Kuaaaah! Human language… .
Kwakjik!-
As if he was catching a fish with a spear, he lowered the fishing rod and skewered the fish.
As the boy’s life signs disappeared, the yellow stamp on his student ID also faded.
Since it and Mosria were virtually one body, they disappeared on their own when the main body died.
Sneak-
I took the half of a wing from among the corpses of Mosria and put it in my pocket.
Because it is a space-time material required to create a trans card.
And the rest of the body was shown to Stella and Radian.
“Don’t worry. If it was him, I would have killed him.”
It was necessary to prove to them that the commotion had completely died down. So the two professors relaxed somewhat and let their guard down.
The problem isn’t just with Mosria. Heidern is seen lying with his back to the fountain in the vacant lot.
He too returned to reality, but no one approached him and he was just a spectacle like a monkey in a zoo.
Since all the students were possessed by the magic of salt, they were branded as public enemies.
“Principal Heidern…”
Radian looked at Heidern with a complicated expression. The thought crossed his mind that if we had paid a little more attention to his inner thoughts, things might not have turned out that way.
“But, radon.”
But soon after, Radian looked at me as a sudden thought occurred to me.
He asked me.
“Did you knock down the principal?”
Fortunately, there were many students around who were listening.
* * * * *
The epilogue of Chapter 3 and the final chapter of the first-year episode.
Motion to dismiss Vice-Chancellor Heidern.
Heidern, who was judged unfit to be a teacher due to the Mosria incident, is in danger of being put on trial.
He is still unable to come out of his illusions as he faces the judgment of the strict law of the scales.
In the end, he commits the act of kidnapping Mary and is brutally murdered by an enraged Lyman.
I don’t know what will happen here, but just like in the main story, the dismissal will be decided.
The similarities are simple, but the differences are quite complex.
The fact that Lyman is now gone and Heidern has directly threatened the cadets.
There are clear differences from the main story, so what lies ahead is unknown territory.
“Hey buddy. What happened to our teacher?”
“I hit it once or twice.”
Mary felt sad seeing the fallen teacher.
And restore his consciousness with healing magic. He will wake up in a few minutes.
“Why did you do that?”
Are you asking because you don’t know? I hit him in self-defense.
“You’re more handsome than me. That’s why I’m upset.”
[Erosion rate reduction: -4%]
[+ 400 Credits]
Mary stares intently at Heidern’s face.
“…Is this guy better looking than his friend?”
“Think whatever you want.”
“I see! If he’s more handsome than his friend, he must be a pretty boy! I should take this opportunity to admire him.”
“Yes, that’s right. He’s a young and fit man.”
“Wow! What a young and fit old man!”
[Erosion rate reduction: -5%]
[+ 500 Credits]
It’s getting more and more interesting to see Mary believing those words. Of course, it was absurd.
“Young and fit uncle? What kind of reversal of roles is that! Don’t talk nonsense.”
Ruska appeared from behind and made a normal comment, and then Jenny explained it kindly like a kindergarten teacher.
“Mary. This isn’t the face of a young person. I wouldn’t say it’s ugly, but… it’s not plump either, so it’s wrong. Okay?”
“What do you mean it’s not ugly, but it’s not plump either?”
“Anyway! He’s neither handsome nor ugly!”
… Even if I listen, I don’t understand what you’re saying. I feel like taking back what I just said about being capable.
Ruska, who felt suffocated by that sight, scolded Jenny.
“Speak properly, you idiot. If you’re ugly, just say it proudly.”
“How can you do that? Even though you look like this, you’re the vice principal, so it’s rude to say something like that.”
“Don’t worry. I’m not a teacher anymore.”
Ahem- Heidern barely came to his senses, coughing.
He opened his eyes, fell into deep thought for a moment, and then ended up with a dejected expression.
“Hey! Young and fit teacher! Are you awake?”
Mary looks around the vice principal’s face with a bashful expression, unable to grasp the situation.
“Young… young?”
Heidern almost fell into deep thought again.
“Stop it.”
“Kk!”
Mary rolled on the floor, moaning cutely at Ruska’s sweet chestnut. And then I locked eyes with Heidern.
He looked around for a moment, then put on a self-mocking expression as if he had figured out the situation.
“So this is how it ended up.”
All the cadets were safe. Before they knew it, their limbs were filled with magic suppressors.
He fell for the sweet talk of an artificial spirit disguised as the voice of God and ended up making the biggest mistake of his life.
I wanted to let the world know about the injustice of the past, even if it meant doing so. The reason for my existence.
“What are you going to do now?”
“Of course he was fired. He was sitting there, unable to properly assess the situation, and even tried to kill a cadet.”
“….”
When I pointed it out coldly, Heidern snickered.
With self-mockery and an inexplicable madness and laughter, Jenny and Ruska were ready to draw their weapons at any moment.
He is a human who kidnapped Mary to forget his own shortcomings, even though he was aware of them. He is not a human who would change his mind over something like this.
So now I have the magic suppressor filled in advance.
The handcuff-type restraint means that the suspect is the one who committed the crime. In the original story, the incident occurred because the suspicion was not sufficient and was not filled in, but now that the act is clear, it could have been prevented in advance.
If the dismissal motion is passed and he is taken away, it will be the end of it. There will be no rest for this old fart who has no answer.
“But no matter what the principal thinks, I won’t say anything anymore.”
“What does that mean?”
But I… know why this person grew up like this.
Up until now, all I had was knowledge gained from playing games, but based on the memories of Envyel that I had absorbed, I felt like I knew his detailed feelings.
His real name is Lawrence Maruk. ‘Heidern’ is a name given to him by Envyel, meaning new life.
He has been denied many times in his life.
Abandoned by society, I had to walk a path of thorns, and live each day hoping that it was all a dream.
I thought I would be saved by meeting Envyel, but… this time too, I ended up respecting him without knowing his true intentions.
The first one is bearable, but the second one is unbearable. The outburst that could explode at any time and in any way has already erupted here and now.
“I don’t hate living my life with colored glasses on even though I did nothing wrong, and having my life denied.”
“….”
“I guess you fell for the spirit’s tongue because you were so scared. I’m angry at what you did to me, but I don’t want to deny the life of someone like you who was wronged.”
He can see the face of the cadet looking down with a pitiful look. Despite the irony of the educator being educated by the cadet, Heidern smiled bitterly.
“Are you saying you will understand me… my past?”
“sure.”
People may have sins, but they are free to appreciate the past and understand it.
“You will too, right?”
“That’s right! Even the young and plump teacher must have a story. I’ve seen it a lot in the Nobel Records.”
Mary chatters excitedly. Then she asks Jenny and Mary, who are standing behind her.
“What about you?”
“We can help you sort it out, but…”
“…Even so, I won’t be able to avoid being imprisoned.”
It was inevitable that a cold answer would follow. But Heidern’s expression did not harden.
He sees Cadet Mary staring at him intently. Her face is blank as if she has no thoughts… I always envied her when I saw her.
If only my soul had been free, without any thoughts, it would have been less hellish.
“Are you serious?”
“….”
“When you say you won’t deny me… are you serious?”
The answer was easy.
`Of course.`
As the morning dawned, the guards arrived and took Heidern away without mercy. However, Heidern had a cool expression on his face as he was being dragged away.
As I watched him being dragged away, facing the sunset, I suddenly felt a sense of discomfort. This was because even though I had answered without thinking much, the erosion rate did not decrease.
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