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Surviving as a Con Artist at the Academy Chapter 96

Episode 96. You two really suit each other!

Somehow there was an egg on my back.

Unfortunately, the floor of the temple where he was sleeping was not only hard but also bumpy, making it difficult to sleep comfortably.

It’s the weekend, but I only got two hours of sleep, so my body feels sore.

Even if I had the chance to fall asleep again, I didn’t think I would be able to fall into a comfortable sleep because my eyes were already open.

I’m going crazy. I was trying to get some rest, but why won’t this damn world just leave me alone?

“What the heck is this?”

“That’s what I meant. I just woke up a little while ago and I have no idea what’s going on.”

Ruska was also at a loss and kept muttering.

She must have fallen completely asleep in bed too, but she seemed to wake up quite a bit faster than me.

I was able to open my eyes and wake myself up right away. It seems that the Yoho tribe’s unique transcendent intuition sensed the change and woke up on its own.

As expected, there are few cadets who can physically handle him.

“First of all, it doesn’t seem to be Alighieri. I cracked the window and looked outside, and the view was completely different.”

The place we were in was a small room where various weapons and plate armor were stored.

The scenery outside the window that Ruska had broken was a sea of coniferous trees, and right below the temple was a small village where foreigners might have lived.

‘Yes, 300 years ago this was the hometown of the great sage Dantia.’

Since it was a subspace reproduced through records, it seemed like there was no one there.

If this were the main story, the protagonist Lyman would have felt dizzy for a moment when looking at this scenery.

This is also an obvious foreshadowing that the main character is also related to this place.

“Let’s just go out for now. There’s no guarantee that we’ll go back on our own if we stay here the whole time.”

“okay.”

Ruska, who accepted my opinion without hesitation, opened this armory-like room.

At that moment, my nerves instinctively tense up as I encounter someone standing in front of the door.

“Eek! No, you guys…”

“krona?”

Ruska let her guard down as if she was putting away her sword when she suddenly encountered a blonde girl.

Krona Delaware. She also acknowledged our presence and cleared her mind.

It was natural for me to be nervous since I had suddenly flown to a strange place.

“Radon Crawler, Ruska Mad-Eye…”

“It was you. Your voice was so loud I thought my liver would fall off.”

“Huh, all I did was moan once. But it’s been a week since I’ve seen you all. Did you use the Igrit ring I gave you well?”

Now that I think about it, I had forgotten.

I shouldn’t have forgotten that I was able to pass through the snowfield safely thanks to the ring that Crona gave me.

“Well, it’s well written. Thank you so much for lending it to me.”

“But you didn’t come to me right away when you got back. I wish you had at least come with the purpose of returning it.”

“I’m sorry. I completely forgot.”

“Ha… How rude of you to forget me.”

Crona’s shoulders sink like a dying mosquito.

He seemed to be feeling haggard with a sense of loss, as if his lofty self had been almost forgotten.

“By the way, did you guys also wake up and fly here?”

“(Nodding)”

“I was able to open my eyes because Sunred suddenly woke me up. It feels like I’ve only slept for an hour and a half… Haaam~”

Crona continued to yawn, unable to completely shake off his sleepiness.

Of course, spirits of intermediate or higher level with strong self-awareness are useful in these cases, and they seem to be at a level where they almost never need to be kept on guard.

Sunred over there woke up his master himself, but what was that Muto guy doing when things got like this?

‘He’s a superior lord.’

“I thought about waking you up too. That black-haired woman was just too fast.”

‘Worried? Did you just say worried? Is that what you mean…’

“Be grateful that this body even thought about whether or not to help you. Hehe.”

Hehe, you like it.

As Cardinal Bellion said, dealing with spirits is no easy task.

This is not an empty statement, as powers that usually come from the shadows, like curses, tend to run wild if not handled well.

“Somehow… everyone’s outfit looks like that. Of course, I’m no different.”

Me, Ruska, and Crona were all in pajamas. It was natural since we flew in while we were sleeping, but since the main story takes place in broad daylight, we were able to wear proper clothes called ‘school uniforms’.

But now, she had to move around barefoot in a piece of flimsy cloth. In particular, Crona’s one-piece pajamas looked so fragile that it looked like it would tear if she got wet once.

“Did other people fly here too?”

“Yes, there were quite a few of you in the temple besides me. I was looking around here and there and that’s when I found you.”

“Where are the other students now?”

“Follow me.”

As I followed Krona’s instructions and went out of the room, I saw the hallway of the temple.

The scattered dust was clearly visible in the direct sunlight on the arched glass windows, creating a desolate atmosphere.

It is engraved on the retina in the temple just as seen in the game. This is no different from the main story, so why was the schedule suddenly brought forward?

‘The event was definitely a week later.’

I thought as I walked down the hallway.

I fell asleep with my arms outstretched in a good mood, expecting it to open in a week, but what the heck is this bolt from the blue?

Thanks to that, I’m walking barefoot in this embarrassing outfit.

The fact that the schedule was messed up means that there were other variables at play, so I came up with a hypothesis in my head.

The main story is about the artificial spirit Mosria going berserk and causing trouble because the golems were treated as tools by the scholars.

The fact that it happened so quickly suggests that people were probably being more aggressive, which made the runaway faster.

‘I’m not sure yet… but it’s not something to worry about too much.’

As I said before, this chapter is very simple compared to the main story. The golems that are summoned can’t attack, and we can use magic.

Mosria uses the Yellow Stamp to completely block the magic power in this space, but right now, the Yellow Stamp is in my hand.

The guy is currently unable to inflict damage to people or magical power seals, and aside from the merit of mass-producing an army of golems, he is completely handcuffed.

‘Isn’t this a great way to eat raw?’

What we have to do from now on is easy.

All we have to do is find that guy Bayman and have him find and neutralize the Mosria core hidden somewhere in this subspace.

A legion of golems will be summoned along the way to obstruct your path, but what can you do if they block your path? You can’t even attack.

Heh heh heh, it’s already so refreshing that I can’t help but laugh.

“Why are you laughing all of a sudden? You look so evil.”

“Yes. Isn’t this situation far from being funny?”

“I just had some thoughts going on.”

In that moment, laughter broke out in my voice.

The two seemed a bit uncomfortable, perhaps because the clown had ascended too high.

Although I felt a little embarrassed, I was still smiling inside because I knew this ominous situation wouldn’t last long.

At that moment, Crona stopped walking and said.

“They’re all here. They’re right here.”

As I passed the bend in the hallway, what I saw was… a large number of cadets who had not yet grasped the situation and were in a daze.

I thought he would wake up right away if I woke him up, but he was sleeping with drool dripping and a runny nose, and it looked like he wouldn’t wake up even if someone carried him.

And as I got closer, the smell of alcohol started to permeate the air.

“Did you try waking him up?”

“Yes. I pinched their cheeks one by one and slapped them on the ears, but they didn’t show any intention of getting up. I guess they must have been secretly drinking in the dormitory, saying, “It’s Burning Friday, after all.”

It seems that the party was held inside instead of outside because the person on duty was the goblin-like Professor Radian.

That reminds me of a college friend who used to tell stories about how he would fall asleep in the Han River Park after drinking so much that he would wake up to find himself in the park’s grass.

I laughed as I told that kid’s story, but I still don’t know what was funny about it.

What’s there to brag about if you almost caught a cold?

“Are there any guys awake? There should be at least one guy who didn’t enjoy it last night.”

“They’re right next to me. There are two of them.”

“Except me and him.”

“no.”

Crona, who has yet to meet any normal people other than me.

That was when.

“Wait a minute! Didn’t you hear that noise just now?”

Ruska, who had reacted to something, suddenly said, “Shhh!” and silenced him.

Since Ruska had such exceptional intuition, her sensitivity could be trusted.

“sound?”

As I just said, I turned up my hearing and heard a sound.

-!!

A woman’s voice is heard faintly, either screaming or cheering.

I quickly walked towards the direction I heard and found myself in a room filled with all sorts of cleaning tools.

As I opened the door, I found Jenny standing and Mary lying down.

“Huh? Radon, Ruska, Crona! You were here too.”

“What happened? Jenny Chainsilver.”

Putting aside how he had ended up here, Crona hurriedly checked Mary’s condition.

Mary’s condition, which suddenly started foaming at the mouth and collapsed, seemed quite serious, and Jenny explained the cause.

“I flew to a strange place and was investigating with Mary, when Mary suddenly mistook it for a drink and drank it.”

Where Jenny had been swiping, there were small glass bottles with labels of bugs scattered around. I picked one up and took a sniff…

“This is pesticide!”

“That’s right. But Mary mistook it and drank it.”

“What? There’s no way I could mistake it for a drink! Why on earth?”

“Mary looked at the label on the bottle and said it was made from ground up bugs, so she drank it. While I was looking away for a moment…”

“….”

I’m so dizzy and my nose is blocked.

I have a lot to say, but the words won’t come out.

You just said bug drink? Mary’s idea, which even Native Americans would not believe, made the back of my neck tingle.

Okay, let’s say Mary eats bugs indiscriminately. That happens all the time.

But, you can tell just by looking at it that it’s a bug-related medicine and you can swallow it like a vitamin?

Is there something wrong with my head?

“So that sound just now was the scream he made when he passed out?”

“It really is a mixed bag.”

“under…”

My heart, Ruska’s, and Crona’s hearts have achieved great unity.

It was a rare occurrence for us to be of one mind with each other, so today felt like a special day.

“Cough! Shit… It was a trap…”

Mary, who had barely come to her senses, opened her haggard eyes and muttered. She looked like a general who had fallen for the enemy’s trick and was holding a grudge.

“This grudge… must…!”

There’s no one here who would hold a grudge.

Why are you feeling resentful when you brought it on yourself in the first place?

“Yeah, you little punk. I’m so sorry I couldn’t save you.”

[Erosion rate reduction: -5%]

[+ 500 Credits]

Sorry, but I have to figure out how to deal with this.

“Cough!”

“What should I do? Can it be fixed?”

Jenny was very worried when she saw Mary continuing to spit out bubbles.

But is there anything to worry about? This kid isn’t going to die from eating pesticide.

‘Look at the pajamas too.’

It was a grasshopper-based outfit, just in case anyone wasn’t a bug nerd. If you were to play a bug in a children’s play, there was no outfit more fitting than this.

“Your pajamas are really beautiful.”

[Erosion rate reduction: -6%]

[+ 600 Credits]

I carried Mary on my back, my mouth filled with sarcasm that came out in my head.

It would be best to get out of this room, because I don’t know what he’ll eat when he comes to his senses.

“Let’s find a place that can be used as an infirmary. At least it’ll be better than what we have here.”

“huh.”

Jenny nodded in agreement.

Come to think of it, eating bugs brings you back to life, but I don’t see any bugs crawling around here.

So it was the moment when I was about to go down to the first floor and move into the forest.

“Who’s there?”

Suddenly someone came into the room.

We were collectively surprised to learn that the person was Professor Stella.

“The professor even flew here? He must have just finished work.”

“Ah… Actually, I stayed at the academy today because I had to stay overnight.”

“Are you on duty?”

“These days, the school is empty. So most of the faculty and staff have decided to stay overnight. Today, of all days, is the day I won.”

I didn’t even know there was such a setting.

Since this is a setting that doesn’t even appear in the main story, it’s likely that it wasn’t conveyed to the users.

“That’s a good thing. Please fix Mary. She ate some pesticide…”

“Tsk. Just lay down in front of me.”

I’m not sure about the accommodations, but it was a blessing in disguise. Stella’s magic could easily resolve the drug symptoms.

But the more I saw Stella, the more I felt pain.

“But Professor…”

“Why is that, Radon?”

“Are those pajamas?”

If Mary had a bug concept… Professor Stella has a rabbit concept.

Pajamas with rabbit ears sticking out from the head and a fluffy tail attached to the back.

But the rabbit’s arm, which was supposed to be a guinea pig, had muscles that didn’t match its size, and it was covered in red cloth as if it had just had a big fight with a wild beast.

It seemed like it wasn’t just any regular rabbit, but a rabbit that had mutated after eating a irradiated carrot.

I wonder who made these pajamas.

“Why are you wearing something like that, Professor, if you’re not some kind of kid?”

I asked him because his taste was so unique.

Even though it is an animal-like costume, the design is such that even children in kindergarten would frown.

It was the moment when I thought that Mary and Professor Stella, fashion terrorists, had gathered.

“My sister made this for me?”

“….”

The atmosphere suddenly became cold.

“My little brother sewed these clothes while getting hurt on his hands several times?”

A look of immense contempt is directed at me.

A siren began to blare loudly in my mind.

There was only one way to survive in this atmosphere swallowed by silence.

“Even if you’re not a kid, you look great together! What I mean is…”

[Erosion rate reduction: -50%]

[+ 5000 Credits]

I had to immediately raise my thumb and force a smile.

I’m going crazy and jumping for joy.

Surviving as an Academy Fraudster

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