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Surviving as a Con Artist at the Academy Chapter 139

Episode 139. La■■’s ■ju?

Distrust of humanity.

It must be the most troublesome disease for humans.

Because it is very difficult to suffer from it regardless of the era or the society you live in.

Failure to form interpersonal relationships due to social phobia.

Contempt from others towards oneself, which leads to rejection and contempt for others.

In a society where many people live together, there is no disease as fatal and terrible as this.

As time goes by, you become more and more alienated and fall into the abyss without even being able to recover your principal.

Unless you have a strong backing, you’re doomed to be bitten by the majority.

To Nebia, it appears in a form that does not appear human.

As a result of living among people who are like cesspools, even people who are not related to you end up looking like cesspools.

The reason why others looked like trash in Nebia’s eyes was simple.

“excuse me…”

“What is it?”

Nebia, who had been swamping me just now, was now far away.

As I take a step closer, he covers his face and moves further away.

It felt like I was the one who had the virus, but it was actually her who got screwed.

“Please forget about my rudeness a little while ago.”

Nebia speaks while looking back while crouching.

I wanted to shoot him straight in the face and say, ‘Wouldn’t you ever forget what happened just now?’

It would be a miracle if it ended without a huge explosion when they suddenly attacked someone.

“I think I just saw a cannibal trying to eat me.”

“….”

No excuses came out of Nebia’s mouth.

The expression on his face when he caught me and lost his reason and showed his instincts is still vivid in my mind.

He came to his senses now, but he still remembered what he had done.

It’s as if he was curled up like that, wanting to hide in a hole.

“Why are you suddenly doing that?”

“that…”

“No matter how high your position is, I think this is a bit much.”

As I shot sharply, Nevia became more and more intimidated.

In this situation, it’s natural for me to say something, but aside from that, I’m a little angry.

If a person suddenly rushes at you as if he’s going to eat you, and you survive that, you’re a bodhisattva.

But I was able to quickly understand because of what she said last.

“And you said you didn’t want to die. What did that mean?”

“….”

I guess I can’t tell you.

Because as soon as you say there is a parasite in your body, you die.

Moreover, he will reveal to others what his original purpose is…

“Do you know about Doomsday?”

“…?”

The moment I heard it, my eyes widened.

Because words just came out of her mouth that should never have come out of her mouth.

“If you’re a senior, you must have heard the rumors.”

A group of villains who directly and indirectly control all evil on the continent.

There was no way I, of all people, would not have known that.

“Actually, I have a close relationship with that place.”

Eventually, she confessed everything to me except for the blood clot. I was quite shocked by her attitude, as if it didn’t matter what happened now.

I don’t know about other people, but I, Radon Crowler, feel a strong sense of urgency that I am an exception. It was easy to see that this was the source of his obsession.

Election day is just around the corner.

Nebia, who is expected to receive rave reviews during the candidates’ speeches there.

However, thanks to Lyman’s efforts, all the wrongdoings are revealed and the situation is reversed.

Ultimately, as the president of Nebia, his downfall is set.

It was unknown what form it would take.

* * * * *

The fireworks were launched from a boat floating in the middle of the lake.

The person steering the boat was a human, but the one shooting the firecrackers was not a human.

Inside the ship, there were artificial golems on board, their mouths and hands pointed towards the sky, and smoke was rising.

From detectors to inquisitors, and now even firecrackers, they are mysterious beings that can be used in various ways if you just infuse them with magic power.

“That’s the principle. It would be nice if the imperial family had one too.”

A golem that moves according to human commands, not one that causes damage. Princess Mirona, who was watching from afar, was intrigued.

I was taken aback by the sight of the golem automatically verifying my identity when I first entered the academy.

In addition, it is said to be used in various fields, from combat to domestic use.

“The more I look at it, the more versatile it seems. And since it’s not a human life form, it can be used as a tool…”

Suddenly, Mirona’s words were cut off.

“equipment…”

And muttered one word.

Non-human beings are naturally treated like tools, since life is not particularly despised.

But when she heard the word tool, Mirona found herself sympathizing with it without realizing it.

This is because they themselves are not treated as human beings and are treated however they want.

‘No, you shouldn’t think like that. This is a duty! It’s just a responsibility appropriate to the position!’

As a princess of a country, you shouldn’t express your dissatisfaction with her actions in such a way.

People who are poorer than you are treated even harder.

It’s natural to be treated like a tool.

Yeah, let’s not complain about trivial things.

Ssuk-

While I was holding my head and thinking, I heard the sound of someone walking on a tree branch.

I focused my senses on the fact that someone was coming to this empty nest.

You must not let your guard down as there is a possibility of an attacker.

“you are….”

The man who appeared from between the trees was Lyman Begilius.

Mirona’s face turned pink as soon as she saw him.

This was because I had a vivid memory of seeing his naked body while he was bathing in the past and feeling embarrassed in front of the vacant lot.

“What are you doing here?”

“That’s… I was watching the fireworks. Then, what are you doing here, Senior Lyman?”

Lyman wasn’t alone. He was carrying a synthetic golem on one shoulder.

“I was on my way to return the golem. If you go straight down this way, you will find the golem management office.”

“I see. But I heard that Senior Lyman went into the mountains with three other people.”

“Ah, I came down for a bit because I had something to do.”

Lyman could never tell the truth.

He did not reveal the fact that he had left his body behind in the mountains and that only his main body had come down.

“But are you alone?”

“yes.”

“Even though freedom is guaranteed here, the knights seem quite lazy.”

“No. I don’t need their help in protecting my body.”

The reason she said such things so confidently… I could tell by looking at the knife on her waist.

He alone possesses monstrous powers, but his soldiers are nothing more than a screen.

“How about at least keeping Instructor Jason by your side? He is more than capable of taking care of the princess’s back.”

“Sir Jason, you have so much work to do, I feel bad for you to be using me for such trivial things.”

“Haha, the knight commander who came to protect the princess is doing nothing.”

Lyman sticks out his tongue in disbelief.

Of course, I also hold the position of instructor, but I can always pass that work on to Professor Radian or Assistant Professor Adela.

Jason is deliberately not paying attention to the princess.

He was not devoted to the royal family… Why did he come to this academy under the pretext of being an escort? Lyman figured it out in his head and snorted.

“How are the election preparations going these days?”

“that…”

Of course, it can’t be going well.

Lyman, who came down from the bottom of the mountain through his clone and gathered information, also knew well.

We all know that she is an angel beyond compare, but her flaw is that she is naive.

The considerable support she received was only due to her nickname, Princess. Due to her lack of education and immature policies, she is falling behind other candidates.

What’s more, this is a situation that has fallen under the Nevia Cromag.

“You don’t have to be so heartbroken. Is there a law that says a princess has to take the chairman’s seat?”

“….”

Rather, running for office may be a nuisance.

There were many other talented candidates, but they were overshadowed by the competitor with the title of princess.

Even knowing that, Mirona ran for office.

“I want to be acknowledged by His Majesty the Emperor.”

Mirona’s voice was low.

I cannot imagine the sorrow of being abandoned and despised by the parents who gave birth to you.

I was overcome by a loneliness comparable to that of an orphan, even though my only family recognized me.

“As those who know know, my treatment in the imperial court has never been good.”

But I can’t complain. The fact that I haven’t given up on myself yet means that I still have a chance to be recognized.

Just like his half-siblings who once rose to the position of student council president and were praised by the emperor, he wanted to make his presence known in the same way.

“Of course I know it’s unfair. That’s why I have to make an effort. No matter how oppressive the environment is, it’s something that can’t be helped.”

You can’t cause a scene just because you’re sad.

If blood were to be shed on the sword, it would only tarnish the imperial name and cause the people of the empire to fall into a pit of anxiety.

“If you want to blame someone, then you should blame yourself for being born into the royal family.”

“So what are you trying to say?”

Lyman interrupted, cutting in immediately.

Mirona flinched at the sound of his heavy voice.

“Are you happy living like that?”

“….”

“Besides, are you saying that if you live like that for the rest of your life, there’s a guarantee that you’ll be recognized by His Majesty the Emperor?”

“What did you just say?”

Mirona responded to those words by raising the corners of her eyes and saying:

“I’ll pretend I didn’t hear what you just said. It won’t happen again.”

Mirona looks more threatening than before.

All this time, I have been moving to gain my father’s approval, and denying that is no different from denying myself.

No matter who the opponent is, it cannot be taken lightly.

“Then I would like to ask if Your Highness the Princess is satisfied.”

“Stop it.”

“If you are elected as president but are not recognized, what will you do next?”

“I told you to stop.”

Suddenly, the voice became rough.

My hands are shaking as if I have reached my limit of holding back my anger.

There was an aura surrounding Mirona that made one not think she was that innocent of a girl.

“Do you think that life is all about being recognized?”

“Shut up.”

Even the accent changed.

Even Lyman was shocked by the enormous change.

“Do you really feel relieved?”

“….”

But Lyman wasn’t easy either.

Aside from the expression on his face, he had the aura of a beast trying to control a disobedient animal.

The warm atmosphere that had been there until just now was enveloped in silence.

An overwhelming spirit that the weak can never show swells in the air. An atmosphere has been created in which it would not be strange if one of the two were to be beheaded.

“Cancel it now. Otherwise…”

“Cancel? Phew!”

Lyman could only click his tongue at the sight of her threatening him with her hand on the sword at her waist.

And he plucks a branch and says:

“Don’t you know very well that you are being treated like a tool?”

“So that’s how it turned out in the end.”

Lyman is not a member of the royal family.

It’s hard to feel good when an unrelated person interferes like this.

To begin with, Mirona herself has never fought anyone and lost.

Moreover, he is opposing himself with a mere branch of wood. This is like stabbing a steel wall with a needle.

But contrary to that light thought, the sum was a whopping dozens of sums.

And the match was decided by Mirona’s sword breaking.

It was the first time in my life that I lost and my sword broke.

* * * * *

This is the time when most people are watching the fireworks.

As the loud explosion sound echoed through the sky… a different loud noise was coming from the basement of a building.

“How arrogant of a newbie to have just rolled in!”

The sound of fists hitting flesh and a man’s angry yell.

While everyone else was fascinated by the beautiful scenery painted in the sky, these people were stuck in a closed atmosphere.

“Who dares to doubt me!”

Slave, the leader of the guard, was hitting someone as if venting his anger.

The right person was MacRae, a member of the same guard as them.

Recently, Nebia’s approval ratings have been cut by more than half due to a failed attempt to incite people using the bloodline.

The plan to put her in the student council president position was put on hold.

Voting begins next week.

Marclay spoke in front of Slave, who was psychologically unstable due to the plan’s failure. He asked if Radon Crowler was suspicious.

“That guy is the successor to our great elder. He is like his incarnation. If you are a newbie, you shouldn’t climb up on him!”

“Please stop and listen to me!”

Markray shouts, barely able to grab his fist. His face is covered in bruises from having been hit so badly.

Even though the bodies are modified in the same way, the slave has better experience and career.

Even though he knew the difference, Marclay persisted.

“No matter how much I think about it, it’s still strange!”

“What nonsense are you talking about again…!”

“I’m not talking nonsense! Even though I look like this, I’m related to that guy!”

The family that separated from the Crowlers is the Layert family.

Layert, who was always eyeing Crowler’s assets, was able to track their every move.

“I know everything about that guy. There was absolutely no way he could get under Envyel!”

“what?”

“They were just an ordinary family before their downfall. They never showed any contact with Doomsday!”

Then, suddenly, things started to change a few years ago.

From then on, the family began to decline as the head of the household became a liar, and even at this time, there was no information that Envy was involved.

“If that guy had really made contact with Envyel, we would have noticed it a long time ago!”

“Then there is a possibility that they made contact after the downfall.”

“So far so good…”

“Nonsense again!”

Markray gets punched again and rolls on the floor.

Helk and Lavender, who had been watching, try to dissuade them, telling them to calm down for a moment.

“You have to understand, Slave. That guy Markray has an inferiority complex that’s not normal.”

“Hahaha! He must be so jealous that the eldest son of the Crowler family is his successor.”

Even within the Royal Guard, MacRae was already a minor figure.

That was Jason’s reaction right away.

“Don’t let your personal feelings hold you back. You’ll die.”

Even Lenka, who was sitting next to me with a ghost-like presence, said something.

“This can’t be happening. This is…”

Marclay is frustrated that no one listens to his opinion.

Clearly, there was nothing he didn’t know about the Crowler family.

They are foolish authors who suddenly turned into liars in a group and went extinct.

There’s no way Elder Enviel would be so humble as to accept the eldest son of that house.

But why did those guys become liars?

“Ugh!”

Suddenly I got a headache.

MacRae closed his eyes in a pain that felt like his brain was shaking… and felt something penetrating his head.

‘What is this?’

The pitch-black aura whispered in Marclay’s head.

-Tell a lie.

-Lie for the rest of your life.

-Otherwise, your blood and flesh will wither away.

-You can’t tell anyone.

-No one can break this curse.

The information is instantly imprinted on the brain.

Markray suddenly recited the name of the curse that had been cast upon him.

“The ■ju of La■■?”

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