I Became the Academy’s Female Delinquent Chapter 36. Conclusion

A man cloaked in black robes appeared at a remote crossroads outside Glitnir.

The man, appearing like a mirage with black smoke, slumped down.

He took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, and then let out a long sigh.

“It feels like nothing’s been going right lately.”

Huginn, the raven sitting on the man’s shoulder, spoke in response to his grumbling.

“Is it alright that you abandoned Fenrir and came out here?”

“How could it be alright when I completely botched the job? If it weren’t for that chain-wielding nuisance…”

No, the plan had already gone awry the moment he encountered that Elsie girl barging into the forest.

“Won’t Fenrir be defeated? I finally managed to persuade him to come along…”

Huginn trailed off, recalling the moment he awakened the ancient Jötunn Fenrir, who lay dormant on Lyngvi Island.

“Fenrir be defeated? That’s absurd. He might be temporarily weakened since he just woke up.”

In addition to his terrifying power, the Jötunn possessed a vitality that made it seem like he could never die unless the world ended.

Even if they managed to subdue him, the only way to deal with the wolf was to take him back to Lyngvi Island before his power fully returned.

“Either way, isn’t there a chance he could be subdued? There’s also that chain-wielding woman, and if Woden Alfodr senses the anomaly and intervenes…”

Huginn was right.

In fact, if Fenrir continued to rampage, it was only a matter of time before he was subdued, sooner or later, as long as Wodan was around.

“Besides, that girl, she wielded Gungnir, didn’t she?”

The man, thinking of the beautiful silver-haired girl, Elsie, lifted his jade-green eyes to the sky.

Not only did she destroy the terror devices installed in the academy, but she even found the place where Fenrir was hidden.

It was too uncanny to be a coincidence.

“Yes. Unlike that damned Odin, she wielded Gungnir like a true warrior. She ruined all my plans.”

If everything had gone according to plan, the academy would have been devastated the moment the terror devices activated, and Fenrir would have started rampaging.

All he had to do was seize the Ymir construct that Woden Alfodr… Odin possessed in the midst of the chaos.

However, the academy’s security tightened after the terror devices were ridiculously destroyed and exposed, and that’s when things started to go wrong.

Today, Fenrir was wasted in vain.

‘If only I had succeeded in kidnapping that girl.’

How did she know and interfere with the plans he had so painstakingly prepared?

The more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became.

But that’s what made her such an interesting existence.

“You’re right, she was a beautiful girl.”

“Right? Yes, but… that’s not the point!”

The man got up, pulled up his hood, and began to move.

“…I’ll return to Utgard first.”

“Yes… Yes?! What about Fenrir?”

“It can’t be helped. Too much time has passed. It’s too risky to go back and try to retrieve him.”

Everything he had carefully arranged had been undone by the flapping of a girl’s wings, so it was time to retreat.

***

“…Elsie!!! Stay… alert!”

“El…!”

Blurred vision.

Muffled noises from the surroundings.

As the excitement subsided and the Divine artifact’s buff effect wore off, Elsie felt a sharp pain all over her body.

“Damn…”

‘Is this the price for not thinking about protecting myself…’

Elsie felt the wound on her side ache more than the large gash on her back.

A sensation that pierced her body with icy coldness.

That sensation was definitely,

‘From somewhere…’

As Elsie groped through her hazy memories, she felt several hands touching her body.

Thrud? Reginleif? It was hard to tell who it was.

Her vision blurred, making it difficult for her to identify anything properly, but she tried her best not to lose consciousness.

‘By the way, if I die fighting in this world… am I… going? To that place?’

Elsie, suddenly curious about the existence of the afterlife, struggled to move her lips.

“Va, Va…”

Held in Reginleif’s arms, she reached out into the air.

Seeing her flailing her hands and trying to say something, Thrud choked up and grabbed her hand.

“Elsie!!!”

Elsie’s blue eyes, losing their vitality in her bloodied body, were so pitiful.

Even in the midst of all this, everyone listened intently as she moved her lips as if trying to say something, and a small sound escaped from Elsie’s mouth.

“Va, Valhalla…”

The three people who had been listening to her voice froze in shock, wondering if they had misheard.

“D, don’t say such scary things! Elsie, you idiot!”

“Elsie! It was definitely a glorious fight worthy of going to Valhalla, but… don’t say things that sound like a last will!”

“That’s right, Elsie! You can’t give up with just this much injury!”

Just then, Randgrid was running quickly from afar, with a lollipop in her mouth.

Eir and Radgrid were clinging to her waist.

“Randgrid, hurry!”

Randgrid nodded at Thrud’s booming shout and threw Eir.

“Hieeek?!”

*_Whoosh-!_*

Eir, who had suddenly become a catch-ball, flew into Thrud’s arms, her light green hair fluttering.

“Eir, please! Like when you healed me, ‘Pah!’ and do it!”

Thrud, who had received Eir and put her down, stamped her feet.

Eir, examining Elsie’s wounds with a serious expression, broke out in a cold sweat.

“T, the wounds are too deep and big… I, I can’t do it alone!”

Eir’s skills were not yet sufficient to handle such a large wound with healing magic. They had to take her to the infirmary quickly.

Thrud was flustered by the unexpected words and shook Eir’s shoulders.

“What are you talking about? You healed me quickly, didn’t you?!”

“T, that’s because you, Thrud, are abnormally strong and have a strong recovery ability!”

*Pah!*

Eir examined Elsie, unleashing healing magic from her fingertips.

She was finally able to realize what the source of the discomfort she had felt when she restored Elsie’s energy a few days ago was.

“Her recovery power is abnormally low! It’s, it’s like she’s come back from the dead!”

Eir, urgently increasing the output of her healing magic, shouted to Reginleif.

“We have to move her quickly! I can only provide first aid!”

Another commotion broke out.

***

Elsie was standing in the middle of a flower garden.

The garden was full of yellow flowers in full bloom.

It was the flower he liked.

No, it was now the flower she liked.

And it was the flower that this Elsie also liked.

She vaguely realizes.

This was this Elsie’s memory, and her own dream.

The moment Elsie became aware of it, this place had turned into a place where memories and uncertain reality were mixed.

A giant wolf lay chained in the middle of a beautiful flower garden.

A sword was stuck in the wolf’s mouth, preventing him from closing his jaw.

The black wolf.

Fenrir, as Elsie knew, met the same fate as in the story, as if it were destiny.

“This is…”

Elsie, approaching Fenrir, examined the sword stuck in his mouth.

The strongest treasure sword of the Aesir Saga, with a bluish glow.

It was Han Doyun’s Notung.

Was it because she was concerned about Fenrir, who had met a fate quite similar to the myth?

Elsie was very concerned about that sword.

“So, it’s probably because it came out in my dream…”

There is an anecdote that Elsie’s Gungnir would be split in half by the blow of the legendary treasure sword Notung.

If Gungnir were to be split in half as in the story… it would mean Elsie’s death.

‘That can’t be. It’s just unnecessary worry caused by Fenrir being subdued in such a mythological way.’

Elsie shook her head and turned her gaze away from Fenrir.

Then she saw Thrud leaning against a large ash tree.

She was fast asleep, wearing Járngreipr.

Right next to her was a very familiar hammer with a short handle and a spiral pattern engraved on the head.

“That’s… well, this is a really vivid pipe dream.”

It was amazing that she wasn’t waking up even though she was aware that it was a dream.

Elsie scratched her head and looked around for a moment.

Then she looked down at the yellow freesias in full bloom beneath her.

Is it because they’re her favorite flowers?

Her mind became hazy-

[“When my brother comes back, I’ll have to give him freesias as a gift.”]

***

“Ugh?!”

Startled by the voice that came out against her will at the last moment of the dream, Elsie opened her eyes wide.

“Huff-”

She sat up and gasped for breath.

Her heart was pounding wildly, and her body suddenly felt hot.

She shook her head wildly, feeling a chilling sensation that made her feel unfamiliar with herself.

It was the remnant of the memory left by the sadly deceased Elsie.

Elsie got out of bed to shake off the memory of the dream and drew back the curtains.

*Rustle-*

It was the familiar infirmary.

Except for the unfamiliar woman in white she had never seen before.

“You’re awake?”

“Health teacher…?”

The woman in white, who had tied up her light green hair similar to Eir’s, slowly turned and looked at Elsie.

The health teacher with a languid impression smiled with her eyes.

“You shouldn’t overdo it? The affected area was so large that it was really hard to treat it cleanly.”

“T, thank you…”

Elsie swallowed hard and bowed, her long ears twitching.

‘It’s… it’s a little embarrassing to see if they’re too big, even without exposing skin…’

The outline of the nurse’s ample bosom was more than Elsie’s.

Embarrassed, Elsie scurried to the mirror on the wall like someone being chased.

And she unbuttoned the blouse that had been put on her while she was asleep.

When her white, soft skin was revealed, Elsie hesitated for a moment and checked the wound on her waist that Fenrir had inflicted.

“N-no trace?”

“Hehe, it would break my heart if a scar appeared on such a pretty body, wouldn’t it? Your teacher really tried hard.”

“M-magician…!”

“Pfft! Elsie, you’re as innocent and cute as Teacher Regin said you were, aren’t you? Please call me a healer, not a magician.”

“Ooh…”

Elsie, who was honestly impressed, sparkled her eyes.

Then, she slipped off her blouse, checking her back where the biggest wound had been.

“C-clean.”

Turning around and glancing at her back in the mirror, Elsie was once again purely impressed by the healing magic of this world.

As expected, it was smooth without a single scar.

Even the underwear that had been torn off for some reason.

‘Fenrir’s claws must have torn my underwear too… No, let’s not think too deeply about it…’

Adaptation was not easy.

Anyway, isn’t it okay since I’m wearing a bra properly?

‘I don’t know who helped me, but I should be grateful that they saved me from an embarrassing situation where I wasn’t wearing anything, right?’

It was then, as Elsie was glancing at her back as if it were a Divine artifact.

8Creak!*

The door to the infirmary opened without hesitation, and Thrud appeared with a tearful face.

Han Doyun followed behind her.

“Huk?!”

“Heok-?!”

Feeling a sense of déjà vu in this situation, Elsie met Thrud’s eyes with wide eyes.

Thrud’s gloomy face was instantly filled with surprise.

“Elsie! You’re awake!”

“What the fuck-”

Elsie, who was frowning, cursed at the embarrassment of showing such an embarrassing sight.

Regardless, Thrud was just happy and hugged her tightly.