episode_0004
by fnovelpiaA magic bullet flies in.
Three spears of mana, enough to easily create holes for an average person.
Seed tries to stop it by holding up the book.
That’s stupid.
A few short seconds before the blue mass of destruction reaches Seed.
Lett thought about it first.
Will he be able to revive a seed with three fist-sized holes using his own abilities?
I’m sorry, but it seems like it’s going to be difficult.
And then the next thought came to mind, what to do with the body.
No, then the tail will be caught right away. Suddenly, a student disappeared.
And there are witnesses.
The owner of the book that Seed is holding.
My head hurts.
1 second to here.
This time, let’s change the direction of our thinking and think about how we can make excuses.
Did Seed attack first?
To claim self-defense, Sid has no ability whatsoever and does not have anything that could be used as a weapon.
From the beginning, Sid was a failure.
No matter what other student you bring in, if it’s a naked Sid, you can’t avoid the criticism that ‘he could have defended himself sufficiently without causing such serious injury’.
But there is a witness there.
In this case, it’s actually a good thing. On the contrary, if you talk to that guy, somehow.
I’m sure I can get out of this situation somehow.
If only you could make up a compelling story about a weapon, or procure one.
In some cases, it may not be possible to claim self-defense.
I need to think about it for a bit.
Another second passes.
But Rhett didn’t have to think about it any further.
No need to think about it.
I couldn’t even think about it.
My hair turned white.
I really couldn’t think of anything.
“Huh?”
If you take it head on, the book will break through.
So it brushes obliquely.
But that’s not enough.
Using delicate touches such as the tips of your fingers, wrists, elbows, and shoulders, you can create graceful curves.
Like dancing.
Brush it away.
To Rhett’s eyes, it seemed like some kind of incomprehensible stunt.
A little bit beautifully.
Kwakwakwang!
The magic bullet flew into the hallway and hit the walls and ceiling, making a loud noise.
One of them brushed the long hair of the female student who was holding the book.
A few strands of hair fly out.
A spring breeze blowing through a window broken by the attack just now.
It gives me goosebumps.
“Gyaaaah!”
It’s really awkward if it’s not a sword.
A dull pain remained in my wrist.
The fact that the shock was transmitted to the body is evidence that the shock discharge was incomplete.
Seed looked at the book in his hand.
The cover is slightly scorched.
Still, if this book had been any other book that had not been subject to anti-Demon treatment, this would have been impossible.
The minimum amount of interference needed to change the direction of magic.
That was all I needed.
Step by step.
Seed walked slowly towards Lett.
Wheee!
Behind him, a small blade of air flew.
Suddenly, a failing student snatches your book away, a terrifying magic flies, and a loud, ear-splitting noise is heard.
A small magic spell that I fired reflexively and unconsciously out of surprise.
He also looked surprised.
“Sigh.”
Since it was a magic performed unconsciously in the moment, the spell composition was messed up and its power was poor.
However, it is powerful enough to pierce through clothing and leave a raw wound on the skin.
Seed swung the book in his hand without looking back.
Tok, like passing the ball in a ball game.
A blade made of wind flies past Seed and directly towards Lett.
Even when the clothes on Lett’s chest were torn lengthwise and blood flowed out between the seams.
I was in a daze.
What happened?
The student behind me also couldn’t understand it at all.
The schoolgirl slumped down with a thud.
Seed was also a little bit bewildered.
No matter how surprised I am, I can’t believe he suddenly casts magic on a person.
“You are a real guy too.”
In many ways.
The fact that magic came out unconsciously was proof of tremendous talent, rather than magical ability.
Wouldn’t it be similar to being startled and swinging your arms wildly only to find that something as crude as a martial arts move came out?
Tch.
Seed realized once again that he really hated this space.
At the sharp pain, Rhett belatedly came to his senses.
I couldn’t understand what was happening. I couldn’t accept it.
I could barely make a judgment about what had happened.
But I never wanted to believe what I saw. I didn’t want to admit it.
So I resisted desperately.
‘The magic you learn in class is just theory, after all. And unless you practice, you won’t have many opportunities to actually use magic in battle, right?’
Teardrop.
Sometimes, I remember the words of a teacher who was innocent like a child, but had a body full of adult charm.
‘True skills come from actual battles. So, in the tactical evaluation that will be held soon, rather than focusing on good results right away, try to learn by using everything you can.’
That’s exactly what he said.
Rhett thinks he’s used everything he’s learned, everything he can think of.
Or try shooting a lightning bolt with low power but fast speed.
Shoot fireballs and large streams of water at the same time to obscure vision with steam.
Or reflect the light and stab it from a square.
The use of magic that cannot be known by just reading the text.
Now, at this point, we squeeze out as much wisdom as possible and attack the seed in various ways.
But Seed deflects, scatters, and avoids them all with just one book in his hand.
Sometimes you can easily avoid it by twisting your body slightly.
It was approaching slowly.
I didn’t stop even for a single step.
Just plodding along.
A face that looks tired and languid.
But only the gaze is sharp and stinging.
Seed came right up to Rhett’s nose.
Snap!
The sound of my own nose breaking echoes in my head, giving me goosebumps.
Pound, pound, over and over again, and they keep beating me.
There is still no one passing through the hallway.
A dull sound continues to echo through the empty hallway.
I wish you would stop now.
If you get hit on the shoulder, hold the shoulder.
Then, when the stomach is empty, a kick is heard in the stomach.
When I curl up and shiver with a feeling of nausea, the corner of the book hits the exposed back of my head.
It may seem like you’re just swinging around a textbook, but it’s unavoidable.
Actually, it’s true that you can just swing it around however you want.
But Lett’s mana is depleted and he doesn’t have the strength to move a single finger.
More than that, I’m so mentally exhausted that I don’t even feel like trying to resist anymore.
Extreme cognitive dissonance.
It’s a ridiculous situation.
Obviously, obviously, in this situation, shouldn’t people be the opposite?
I’m a highly anticipated genius, one of the best in this academy. He’s a failure who’s ignored by everyone.
Shouldn’t I always be the one wielding violence, and shouldn’t Sid be the one shaking in pain but not being able to put up any resistance?
That would be obvious, but why?
Rhett still questioned every single detail of everything that had happened.
A few white teeth pop out, tiny blood vessels under the skin burst, causing the flesh to turn red and swell, and blood spurts from the torn lips and falls onto the hallway floor.
Just stand there with your eyes blank, yeah, getting hit like a sandbag.
A mixture of tears, blood, and vomit.
Seed recalls ten years ago.
Was this what it looked like for me too?
No, it would have been much worse. Haha.
Violence that is achieved solely by the power of the innocent is very cute.
Magic, auras, divine powers, etc… There are many more transcendent and violent forces in this world.
I learned how to torture people from my Academy classmates.
It’s certainly nothing compared to what he experienced.
But still, Seed felt really uncomfortable for some reason, so he barely managed to stop the one-sided beating.
“ha… .”
He bends down and roughly pulls on Lett’s hair, who is lying on the floor, forcing her head back.
Make eye contact.
Beneath the sharp gaze, there is a feeling of annoyance, bother, and irritation.
“Whew… You’re good at healing, right? ”
“Ugh… Ugh, huh, uh… ”
“You kept bothering me and then you fixed it and nothing happened. The building broke down too. Just take care of it yourself. Don’t cause any trouble. Got it?”
After saying these words, he turned around.
Seed saw the fear etched into Lett’s eyes.
Is that all?
After all, he was still a kid. I don’t really feel sorry though.
Anyway, so it seemed unlikely that anything troublesome would happen.
Because I’ve seen this expression a lot over the 10 years I’ve been eating knife-cut rice.
You’ll never be able to do anything boring like that.
huh?
A female student was seen sitting there, trembling, witnessing the whole scene.
I walked slowly.
“Hee, heee.”
“I’ll return the book. Thank you.”
“Eeeek!”
He held out a book soaked in blood.
However, the girl kept looking back and forth between the book and Sid’s face with trembling eyes, unable to accept the book.
“… Okay. I’ll leave it here.”
This guy is out of his mind too.
Yeah, you’re a bad guy too, for pretending not to see me and just passing by.
This time, please pretend you don’t know.
Seed took a step forward.
I’m out of breath.
My whole body feels sluggish, perhaps because I’m generating heat for no reason with my weak body.
“Kekeke, ugh… .”
I have a cough. My throat is sore.
There is a drop of blood on the hand covering the mouth.
Was his physical condition really this bad? Sid jokingly said to himself.
But there is still work to be done.
Let’s push ourselves a little harder here.
Seed walked weakly towards the dormitory where Irusia’s room was.
***
A hallway with shattering glass, warped walls, and broken tiles on the floor.
A male student was lying on the floor, bleeding.
A school girl looking at it.
“Hey… Hey, are you okay… ?”
“Be quiet. Haa, this much, it’ll get better soon.”
“I guess I should tell the teacher about this… ?”
Wiggle. The boy’s body jumped a little.
“No! Don’t tell anyone. Never!”
“Still… .”
“If you go anywhere and tell, you’ll die. I’ll kill you!”
It was a humiliation I had never experienced before.
He was diligently grinding his newly straightened teeth.
However, the problem was that his limbs had not fully recovered and he could not even get up.
“Should I wake him up…?”
“Okay, fuck! Just get out of here!”
The sunset was slowly seeping through the cracks in the wall.
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