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Surviving as a Con Artist at the Academy Chapter 151

Episode 151. Human or Insect (2)

“Ughhhhhhh!!”

A terrible scream is heard. It is coming from the outdoor training grounds in Academy Square.

This is usually a place where cadets fight to test each other’s abilities, but now it has turned into a space for eerie battles.

As evidence of this, the floor and exterior walls of the training ground are completely damaged.

The arena where the magic showdowns take place is built quite sturdily. Considering that such a place was reduced to ashes, you can see how fierce the fighting was.

“Gyaaaahh …

“I won’t leave you alone!!”

The sounds of pain and screams were heard again. Those who were struggling and struggling on the verge of death were the guards.

The opponents who are overwhelming them are Jenny, Mary, and Ruska.

He was taking revenge for the humiliation he had suffered previously by having a rematch.

“Let’s stop now.”

“No. I haven’t yet…!!”

Jenny Chainsilver vs. Lenka Uslan.

Jenny incapacitated Lenka with a force that was stronger than before. The expressionless Lenka opened her eyes wide.

Where she could only control Silver Age to 50%, she could now control it to 60%.

Lenka couldn’t stand the increasingly stronger cold and froze.

“Kwaaah! You deserter… How dare you…”

“Chattering, chattering, and making loud noises…!”

Rusta Mad-Eye vs. Hellk Mandzelo.

Ruska also succeeds in her revenge battle. She realizes that Helk is unable to control his power.

He concentrated his attacks on that weak point, but Helk’s body was very strong.

Ruska recalls the last match, thinking that he had enough body to cover it.

However, Helk, who had sensed the movement, was unable to hit Ruska, and was shocked to see Ruska transform into a more powerful form.

Ruska, who achieved ‘Shinsuhwa’, was able to avoid all of Hellk’s attacks and inflict major wounds.

Then, he completely knocked down Helk with a big blow.

“Stop it! Don’t do this!!”

Mary Rudsiel vs. Lavender Branch.

It was a showdown between two short girls, but Mary was overwhelmingly defeated.

Lavender was no match for Mary, who was handling her magic more precisely than last time.

Mary’s spirits were wrapped around and bound in lavender roasted in ‘Lightning’.

“….”

Mary, who had subdued her opponent, kept her mouth shut with a cold expression. Mary, who was always lively when fighting, seemed serious when she was serious.

But it wasn’t just Mary. She had achieved her revenge, but a shocking truth awaited her afterward.

“You are already dead.”

Mary spoke in a dry voice. You could tell by the way their bodies were gradually falling apart after their defeat.

Lenka Uslan. He was originally an ordinary boy living in a village, but he died from the cold and hunger. Then he was resurrected with the help of a certain magic.

Hellk Manzello. He was an excellent soldier of the Kingdom of Papyrus, but he had already died in battle, and was also resurrected thanks to some magic.

Ruska was astonished at the fact that her hometown was Papyrus.

Lavender Branch. She is also a fellow comrade in that she is dead.

She was a sorceress who was killed by the Demon King during the Demon Clan War. She died after having her flesh eaten away while fighting the insect monsters under the Demon King.

“Ugh! Winter… don’t come!”

“Ahhhhh! I don’t want to live in a world like this…”

“Remember. Never… let the Demon King live…!”

Their bodies, each of which had left their wills, began to gradually disintegrate into particles and disappear.

Each of them turned to dust, with their faces filled with hatred, sadness, and anger.

It was a moment of rest for them, who had become bizarrely transformed while fighting.

After the hard fight, Ruska asked the other two.

“Are you guys okay?”

“No. It’s not okay.”

Jenny said, sitting down on the floor as if she had been waiting.

Because all of his magical power was released into full force, his body felt like it was writhing like an earthworm.

Mary was equally tired. But the atmosphere was different compared to Jenny, who was openly grumbling.

“….”

Mary remained silent and stared blankly at the place where the body had disappeared.

Ruska and Jenny looked at her strangely, seeing her eyes looking seriously contemplative, rather than her usual boisterous and chattering appearance.

“Mary, why do you look like that?”

“Huh? It’s nothing.”

Mary tries to smile when Jenny asks.

“Should I treat you?”

Then he returned to his normal face and cast a healing spell on both of them.

* * * * *

“The guards are already dead?”

As I was returning to the Bachelor’s degree, I was unraveling information about the SS to Nevia and Angela.

Although they knew about the magical treatment, the two saints held their breath when they were told the hidden background.

“Is that true?”

“I found out a little while ago when I was dealing with a guy named Slave.”

“But where did the slave disappear to?”

“Well, he suddenly ran away without even trying to deal with me.”

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“… .”

After hearing that, Nebia stares intently at my face.

He seemed to sense a bit of discomfort with my nuance and seemed to see through the lie, but he didn’t hang on.

Rather, he just laughed as if he felt relieved.

“But this is the first time I’ve heard of it. A spell to revive a corpse…”

As expected, Nebia had no way of knowing. There was no way Jason would tell such a secret to Nebia, who would be used as a discarded piece.

“Then, just a little while ago, all the guards, including the man named Mark Ray…”

“No, Markray and Slave. And Jason is an exception.”

Those guys are people, not corpses. Among them, Marclay and Jason are the ones who helped revive them.

‘RE-UNION’

It is a ritual received by the royal guard along with magical treatment, and is a sorcery that brings the dead back to life.

The very idea of reviving a corpse may seem a bit shady, but there are absolute rules that apply in this world.

‘It is impossible to bring a dead person back to life.’

An ethical line that humans should never, absolutely cannot cross.

Even though we know that it is useless, we try again and again, century after century.

The reasons are varied. The basic one is to revive a lover, or to revive a great person of great achievements and have him lead the world.

But that wasn’t the purpose of creating RE-Union. It was a spell that was completely inadequate to fulfill the reasons I mentioned earlier.

First of all, it is possible to bring a corpse back to life. Even for corpses needed for witchcraft, it is possible to do so with just a few pieces of flesh.

However, I have no memories of my life.

Even though he was resurrected, he doesn’t know who he is. Even if he was a saint in his lifetime, all memories of that disappear and he becomes as cold as ice.

And in the worst case scenario, they may be resurrected with regressed intelligence, becoming like wild beasts.

The downsides don’t end there. The resurrected corpse must be regularly injected with a type of magical power similar to its own genes.

This is because when the magical power that makes up the body is completely consumed, it turns into particles and disappears.

Therefore, it is not only the corpses that are used in the resurrection ritual. The magical power stolen from innocent people along with their lives is also indispensable.

“To bring a dead person back to life like that….”

“It’s hard to even say that it’s been revived. It’s not perfect, since all the memories and emotions are gone.”

The reactions of the two saints were not good, either.

Angela was furious at the mockery of others, and Nevia chastised him for being utterly ineffective.

“No, I think memories can be retrieved.”

“yes?”

“Is that true?”

Two saints who have strong doubts about what I said.

First of all, it is not wrong. After all, it is true that some of the memories from before life are coming back.

“They say that when you die again, your memories will briefly return.”

“….”

When your magical power is completely depleted and you are on the verge of turning to dust, it is said that you will recall the memories from just before you died.

The memories that are finally coming back are nothing more than traumas related to death. In the end, they just disappear with miserable cries as they recall the nightmare.

The same will be true of the Royal Guard.

“Then let’s come back…”

“It’s all just useless.”

What good would it do to recall memories when the body is already destroyed? In fact, they are so useless that it is impossible to convey knowledge from one’s life.

As the guards disappear, they scream about the cause of their deaths.

Because the resentment over that death comes back to me along with my memories, I can’t maintain my sanity.

“Look over there!”

At that moment, Nebia heard something and pointed to the sky.

I felt relieved at the sight of the sky suddenly turning brighter.

The barrier protecting the academy has been restored to its original state.

* * * * *

“Khuhuhuk!”

Jason barely managed to escape, spitting out blood from his mouth.

I was completely taken aback. I felt like I had been hit in the back of the head by someone while I was concentrating on something important.

Lyman’s presence in front of him was merely bait, and his real goal was to hit himself with the mace.

In the meantime, while I was hesitating, I was struck by Adela’s tragic attack and ended up like this.

“That woman…!!”

Adela Merhena. To that woman of the tribe I couldn’t kill back then, to that vermin.

It’s all because of radians.

If only he hadn’t stopped her from killing him then, if only he hadn’t tried to restrain her whenever he had the chance, and if only he hadn’t taken her love away…

‘Professor Stella…!’

It’s all because of that guy. It’s because of Radian.

And then someone else comes to mind.

“Ah… Radon Crowler.”

The bastard who suddenly appeared while trying to kill Saint Nevia and took over the initiative of the Heavenly Blood Clan.

His sudden betrayal was still incomprehensible.

Questions about Radon Crawler.

Malice towards Radian Berserk.

These two things are swirling around in my brain like a whirlpool.

“Ugh…! What the heck….”

Not only his mind, but his body was also damaged. Adela’s slaughter, which was strong enough to later become the professor’s vessel, left Jason covered in blood.

“If it weren’t for this holy sword….”

The holy sword ‘Palera’ received from the Layert family. Thanks to its potential, it was possible to end up with only this level of serious injury.

As expected from a famous sword that was about 300 years old, it boasted tremendous magical power. It was as if the sword was alive, emitting magical power on its own to protect the user.

It can’t be helped that I lost despite using such a famous sword. It’s because I lacked the skill to control my magical power.

However, if you handle this perfectly, you will be unrivaled by anyone. Not only Radian, but even all the armies of the empire will not be able to stop you.

`Just wait and see… I will definitely…!`

Somehow, the place he found by summoning up his will was Dantia Hall.

It is certain that the 7-link Demora Crevasse will be manipulating the barrier here. You can just stick behind him, slowly recover your strength, and then attack him again.

If you think about it, no matter how much the Academy guys struggle, it’s all useless.

As long as the Demora Crevasse exists, no one can escape the Bachelor’s Hall, and he will only meet a painful death.

It would be an easy task given his abilities as a former principal.

“Huh? You!”

Finally, at the top of the hill where the entrance to Dantia Hall was, there was a person standing.

I could recognize that face because it was Jason who was in charge of the second year combat department.

“Why are you so late?”

Lyman Vegilius. He is one of the most impressive guys in my class.

The reason is that the more I look at him, the more I become wary without even realizing it. In addition, I also felt like the Holy Sword Palera was screaming for some reason.

But why is this guy in the Dantia Hall?

“Can’t you come a little faster? It’s already over.”

“Ha, what on earth did you end up with? What could you, a mere cadet, end?”

Yes. Even though he is from Class A, he is still a cadet. He is a bug among bugs who does not have the power to turn this situation around.

“Pfft!”

But Lyman just laughed at that.

And said.

“Can’t you see what the barrier looks like now?”

“what?”

He had no energy to look up at the sky while running while injured. Now that he had belatedly checked the sky, his eyes were trembling.

The barrier returned to its original state, and monsters no longer swarmed.

The fact that the manipulated boundary was restored to its original state means that the user stopped manipulating it in the middle.

And it’s over? No way…

“If you saw it in person like this, you’d probably get the feel of it, right?”

“Don’t make me laugh! They’re all the same bugs…!”

“How does it feel to give it to those bugs and have it burst and become that piece of shit?”

Jason gritted his teeth and drew his holy sword. His body hadn’t fully recovered, but slicing down a young bastard like that was like cutting a cake.

He lunges lightly and slowly swings his sword around Lyman’s neck.

Snap-

But then something unbelievable happened. Lyman was holding the swung holy sword lightly with one hand.

Even if one’s body is not in perfect condition, it would be difficult for a cadet to follow the sword’s speed by eye.

“how…”

Wake up!-

“…!!”

Crackle!-

The blade began to crack where Lyman had grabbed it. And then, crunch! – Jason was hit in the face and rolled on the floor.

Did he just see something wrong? Jason raised his head from his prone position on the floor and stretched out his holy sword to confirm the truth.

“uh…?”

The blade is not visible.

There was nothing attached other than the handle and the pommel.

And on the floor, familiar fragments were glittering.

Is this really reality?

Could this be a dream?

This can’t be happening.

As he was lost in thought, a voice came to his ear.

“Oh my. Was this by any chance someone’s keepsake? If so, I’m really sorry.”

“The Holy Sword….”

Despite Lyman’s brainwashing, Jason couldn’t reprimand him and just sniffled. Then Lyman spoke in a more humorous tone.

“Don’t be angry about that. It’s not a problem because I broke what I made.”

“what…?”

I could hear because my hearing was still alive. It was like a bolt from the blue, but it wasn’t over yet.

“Oh, and this.”

Lyman threw what he had hidden on his back onto the floor. It rolled like a ball and stopped in front of Jason, who was lying face down.

That’s when Jason met Demora’s eyes.

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