Episode 118. Penalty Game (3)
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“Huh?”
I didn’t do anything in particular. I didn’t move my mouth to hide, and I didn’t take any action.
The erosion rate is decreasing on its own even though I haven’t lied or cheated yet. I was left breathless by this amazing situation.
Fortunately, my breathing wasn’t loud enough to be detected. But that wasn’t what I was interested in right now.
‘Why is it suddenly like this?’
There is no causal relationship that can be properly established. The newspaper department has never written a false article.
Because the club activities haven’t been opened yet, I can’t join the newspaper club.
If so, there is only one reason that can be thought of: the wave-like waves that were just hit.
It is the influence of some kind of power that was created when the powers of two saints collided.
‘Could it be because of that?’
Their forces are still clashing, continuing to emit the same waves.
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The more I exposed it, the more the erosion rate continued to decrease. It definitely felt like it was permanently removing this damn curse.
I don’t know why those two are fighting, but I couldn’t just sit still on this important occasion.
I tried it just in case. The odds of it working were slim, but it seemed worth a try.
“Liar’s… Liar’s Curse… Huh?”
And the feeling hit the mark. Surprisingly, it wasn’t silenced!
When that wave touched my body, it felt familiar yet strange. It was a similar feeling to when I touched the Eternal Flame before.
Let me say it again in a small voice.
“The ■ju of La■■…”
Damn. It was going well and then it didn’t work again.
But there is hope. Even if it just happened to be applied by luck, it is not worth digging into.
Perhaps there will be no need to receive the burning Eternal Flame on your diploma.
The Eternal Flame is a flame said to have been created by the God of Light.
The being that burns on the diploma was created by the great sage Dantia who arbitrarily entered the realm of the gods and discovered the recipe.
And the saint is also a being who has been granted power by the god of light.
It’s not entirely impossible that it could wield powers similar to the Eternal Flame.
Now, we live in a time when two saints have been born.
It is not an exaggeration to call it an age of miracles.
To the residents… and to me.
Pot!-
“Ra■■’s ■■… It’s not working after all.”
It was still silent, even though the flashes and waves still remained.
I guess I just got lucky just now.
For now, I want to watch the situation. Unlike the main story, I was curious about why they fought so quickly.
“Why don’t we stop here? You’re physically far behind me.”
Angela said, brushing away the silver light that was swaying in her hand. Even though it looked like they had been fighting fiercely, she didn’t show any sign of catching her breath.
Since there was no one around, I had long since abandoned the saintly tone.
“Gasp… Gasp… Shut your mouth. I don’t need a lecture from you!”
On the other hand, Nebia was exhausted, resting her hands on her knees. She continued to speak, still glaring at Angela with a look of pride.
“What are you doing! Without preparing again? It’s still far away!”
“How far is it? It’s already over! You idiot! What if you collapse?”
“Still… I didn’t get the results I wanted. Until then…”
“You’re stupid. Don’t overwork yourself and confuse the clergy. Instead, prepare for the elections diligently. If you keep doing that, I’ll overtake you.”
Angela, who had struck Nebia, jumped with a nimble body.
In the blink of an eye, I had jumped all the way to the other side of the thick trees.
Perhaps because he is of the blood of a warrior race like Ruska, he appears to be very strong even though he just fought.
“Damn bitch… still jumping high… I don’t like it.”
I don’t know about anything else, but Nebia’s personality was consistent.
In the main story, she reveals her twisted desires out of fear that she will be forgotten and left behind by Angela.
Then, in the end, he gets beaten up by the real villains and meets his end.
When it was first revealed, it was expected to be a new character because of its sweet appearance.
However, when they opened the lid, most users were shocked to find out that it was a villain.
I thought I could at least add a bit of a gloomy past or psychology to the washing machine, but even that didn’t come out.
That’s why there was a strong perception that it was a disposable consumable character.
“This is the worst. I can’t do anything…”
Nevia collapses on the grass, her legs losing strength.
He had his head completely down, and the feeling of frustration was still there.
It was understandable, since it was virtually a defeat for Angela, whom he despised so much.
Because she is a woman whose pride is sky-high.
But there were many strange things.
No matter how angry he was at Angela, he would never attack her with force in a fit of anger. He knew full well that he would be outnumbered.
That’s why it’s a type that moves a bit more petty and secretly.
So she shouldn’t be here, she should be thinking about winning the election.
Knowing that makes it feel unnatural.
`He’s going to fight you head-on? Then his character will collapse.`
First of all, I understand that the main story is wrong.
We had met several times before, but I didn’t feel any discomfort because I only saw Nevia’s down-to-earth appearance.
If you look at that point alone, there doesn’t seem to be any particular elements that would be wrong…
“No. You can’t get your hands on the Holy Sword like this…”
She speaks as she slumps down. Speaking of the holy sword, it must be the ‘Rosaria’ that Doomsday promised to give as compensation.
“If only I hadn’t been injected with that…!”
That? I tilted my head at the questionable sound.
I needed to find out what it was.
-Maan Lv3
Recently, my skill level suddenly went up. It seems like my proficiency has increased a lot, perhaps thanks to the training I did with Baektapju during the vacation.
Naturally, skill performance has been upgraded.
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Race: Human
Occupation: Saint
Magic Level: 5 Circle
Horsepower: 85/85
Strength: 12
Personality: Self-centered/pessimistic
Feelings towards users: Favorable (Medium)
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– Condition of erosion by blood clots.
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Now you can check not only your opponent’s abilities but also their abnormal status.
I glared at the abnormality that came out of there.
If it’s a bloodsucker, it’s a parasite that, once it enters the body, will not stop sucking blood until it becomes a mummy. It’s mainly used by sadistic villains when interrogating or torturing people.
I wonder why it suddenly appeared inside her body.
Villains who might use something like that include Jason Barkel, a psychopath disguised as a knight, and his followers of Doomsday.
‘But Nevia is holding hands with Jason… No way…!’
Has he already been thrown into the dirt? If so, it is understandable that he is fighting so recklessly. Therefore, it is also possible that he has lost the will to win the election.
Jason and Nevia, at first, were a couple that went along smoothly because they had similar values.
But the reason why she was abandoned from the beginning could be because Nebia showed some flaw.
This is because in the main story, her wrongdoings are proven and she is driven to death.
‘Honestly, I didn’t care whether that woman died or not…’
That was the case just a few minutes ago. No matter what the circumstances, the fact that she is a villainess will not change.
But I changed my mind after seeing the waves a little while ago.
Maybe it could be the key to lifting the curse, along with the Eternal Flame.
Sararak-
I moved toward her, clearing away the branches blocking my path. Then, she was startled when I emerged from the forest.
“…!!”
“Huh? How is Saint Nevia here…”
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“Radon Crowler…? How did you know about this place, Senior?”
“I didn’t come here knowingly, but this was my fishing spot from the beginning. To me, it seems even stranger that the saintess is here.”
Of course, I had to act as if I was seeing it for the first time.
Because if I reveal that I overheard the conversation a little while ago, there is a risk that I will take impulsive action.
furthermore…
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Feelings towards users: Favorable (Medium)
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I don’t know what it is, but she thinks of me very favorably. If I pretend not to know her and approach her, at least she won’t reject me.
“Don’t worry. It’s your first time at the Academy, so you’re just lost.”
There must be a lot of escort troops and believers dispatched from the saints, but you got lost?
Look at how thick the lie is.
It seems that he escaped from the first-class palace without anyone noticing.
Because she had a power related to sound, she was able to hide her presence.
“It was so quiet on my way here, why are you walking alone?”
“You don’t have to worry about it. I have a location tracking device attached so that the believers can know my status from afar. By the way… Is this place like Senior Radon’s secret base?”
Nebia asked, looking out over the lake where the sun was setting.
The lake, with its back to the sun beyond the horizon, was dyed red, and the sky above it was pastel-colored.
It is a truly beautiful sight, but it is a shame that it was not designated as a tourist attraction.
“It’s not really a secret base… It’s just a shelter. A lot of things happened here. I broke Jenny’s wooden sword, and it was also where I first met Saint Angela…”
“Is this the place where you first met that woman?”
It was Nevia who reacted like a ghost to the part related to Angela.
Calling her ‘that woman’ also meant not seeing her as one’s equal.
“It was also the first place where Angela ate my rice balls. She was really little back then. She even chased me all the way to my dorm asking for rice balls, which caused a lot of trouble.”
Crona must have heard about Angela’s nine-tailed fox incident.
You may have heard that I was one of the cadets who took care of her at the academy until then… but it seemed like you had some idea.
“So that’s why you were hanging on to the rice ball.”
“Have you come up with any good ideas? Maybe use my rice ball as bait to lure Saint Angela into a trap?”
“that…”
Nebia seemed to be intrigued by my opinion.
If there was a way to make Angela look bad and bring her down, I would have caught her right away.
If it were the past…
“I can’t do that. I’m now…”
Nebia looks at the sunset across the lake with a gloomy look.
As expected, because of the evil spirit that was planted in him, he has become someone’s puppet.
I don’t know when it started though.
“May I help you, Saint?”
“yes?”
I decided to pull her in. The moment I said that, Nevia’s face turned into a look of shock.
Honestly, I felt awkward too.
When you told her that you couldn’t stand by her side, now you’re talking about helping her.
“Of course, to the extent that I can. As I have emphasized before, a relationship without trust is easily broken.”
I don’t want to be reduced to her puppet.
But for her, who is full of the idea that she has to control others, it would be of little help.
“I’ll think about it. Okay, that’s all.”
It was Nevia who said that it wasn’t necessarily necessary.
She walked slowly through the forest, as if she had complicated thoughts.
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Jason Barkel, who has been appointed as a new professor, will also be staying in the faculty building.
But perhaps because he was a close associate of the royal family, his lab was clearly different from that of other professors.
Unlike them, who had their own lab on each floor of the building, Jason had an entire floor to himself as his personal lab.
Complaints are pouring in from all over, but they can be ignored.
I look out the window, savoring the pleasure that power brings with a cup of black tea.
“You’re already hesitating before we even start. You can’t be my partner, Nevia Cromag.”
The saint, the princess, the academy attendants and imperial soldiers wandering outside the window, and the wandering believers of the religious order… they all looked like insects to him.
The same goes for the noisy cadets.
The second-year combat students he will be leading will pass by. If the rest are ants, they look like beetles.
And he could make those beetles fight each other… Jason smiled as he held up a vial containing red larvae. The worst kind of parasite, called a bloodworm.
“From now on, you will take her place.”
And he speaks to the freshmen who come into his fancy lab.
A cadet with a name tag reading ‘Marqueray Layert’ stood behind the chair he was sitting in.
“Student President. Let’s give it a try.”
Soon, both of them smiled greedily at the same time.
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