episode_0020
by fnovelpia“… Is that true?”
“Keuk, live, live… Kk!”
Two cold eyes were looking down at a man.
And a slender hand that was squeezing the man’s neck, digging deeper and deeper.
A blue aura like a glacier.
Noctila Sarsberg lifted the man with just one hand.
“Hehe, that, but that girl, her eyes didn’t move, right? Huh?”
under.
What are you talking about in this situation?
“No matter what we do, cool, straight in the eye, huh? That’s, weird! Weird! Huh, that hot-tempered girl jumping, no, what is this… ”
An excuse made desperately while strangled.
Is that all?
There is a limit to being clueless.
I just stuck it in the ground.
He gave me a firm tap on the back of my head.
after.
I let out a deep sigh.
Since I became a second grader.
The child was said to be being bullied by a group of students.
Could we just call this bullying?
A poor man who barely makes ends meet by running a small shop.
For a child of a noble family, destroying a family like that would not be a difficult task.
Going further.
‘Should I kill Mom or Dad? Which one should I do first? Choose~. Phew.’
They had the power to cover it up even if they killed one person.
A fun toy to play with.
A great stress reliever.
The child who was his parents’ only hope endured so silently.
“퉤.”
I spit on the fallen guy.
But the heat in my chest didn’t go away, so I kicked his head hard.
Of course, Aura was included.
Is that cracking sound the sound of a skull cracking?
Should I die from this?
No, otherwise it would be more difficult.
Could this be the first murder?
It’s okay. I don’t even know what I want to do with my life anyway.
I knew I had unreasonable expectations placed on me.
It was a hopeless life. It was a meaningless life.
I felt like I was enduring a boring class, just wishing it would end quickly.
It would be great if it could be used like this.
I want to kill them all.
It is said that at the center of the group was a man named Lett, the eldest son of the Lanfeld family.
The guy’s role was to keep the members from crossing a certain line.
It’s not because I have an ounce of conscience.
I just want to keep things short, quiet, and enjoy it for a long time.
It was just intelligent.
I heard that those types of letters have disappeared recently.
There were rumors that he had died.
The dark desires were out of control.
Because that child endured everything bravely.
Because his expression didn’t change even once he licked the sole of his shoe.
Because the eyes did not shake.
That doll-like, inanimate attitude actually piqued their interest.
The violence became increasingly severe.
At first, such inaction was an expression of a kind of will, of dignity.
Later on, it would have been the opposite.
All those things were torn to pieces and broken.
It must have been impossible to make any facial expression.
The child who was ruined beyond repair, on the rooftop where Noctilla was not.
It is said that he threw his body.
However, it is said that the child survived for some time even after touching the ground.
It was a small talent she had.
The guys described it as ‘durable’.
With limbs twisted in strange directions.
I writhe endlessly, but I can’t get up again.
It’s like a puppet with the strings tied in the wrong place.
Those kids laugh at that sight.
Kicked it over and over again.
Bring her will and leave an apology to her parents.
‘What difference does it make whether I die from an STD or this? Don’t be so grandiose. My dear mother~. Kyaha, hahahaha.’
He tore it to shreds right in front of my eyes and put it in my mouth.
But still, my breath did not stop.
Her miracle is.
Is it good luck or bad luck?
Headed to the hospital.
I stand in front of the special room door that I forcibly secured by using my family’s support.
The sign next to it reads three letters: ‘EST’.
Your name is.
Top medical staff. Expensive equipment.
Still, you couldn’t open your eyes.
Maybe he didn’t want to get up.
no.
That’s not possible.
I have a strange confidence that it won’t be that way.
You still want to live, even in this situation.
But if that’s the case, it’s unfortunate.
The suffering will only get longer.
If it were me, I would have closed my eyes and wished I could just fall asleep forever.
You were barely breathing.
Why are you holding on to it?
If it were me, I would have let go of that breath a long time ago.
Why.
With such a weary expression.
I will do my best.
Because I was ashamed of the marks hidden under my arms, sleeves, and bandages.
He hugged his own body and trembled faintly.
At that moment, a sound like boiling phlegm was heard from Est’s throat.
Something that could not be expressed in a single word, yet was squeezed out nonetheless.
I couldn’t understand it.
Somehow I could tell what he was talking about, the same thing never happened.
I didn’t have the courage to die myself, so I just wished I could die quickly, but here I am, still fine.
You, who have lived so hard, are like this.
… it’s time to make up your mind.
Noctilla said.
“Don’t say anything. It’s okay. Rest easy… .”
I promise.
“I’ll take revenge. I’ll pay you back. I’ll kill you all, and then… .”
Shed a hot, salty tear.
I declare this here. To me, to you.
“I will live diligently. Yes, your share too. As much as you were in pain, as much as you were in pain. As desperately as you were… ”
“Pick it up, put it away.”
“Huh…?”
The trembling, faint but clear, became a voice.
The voice was angry.
“Ba, boy. It’s mine, hey… . Pain, too. Misfortune. It’s my, life, after all.”
“… .”
“I will hold you. Go… .”
The sound stopped.
Fortunately, he is still breathing.
You, the life you once threw away with your own hands.
He picked it up again and hugged it tightly.
I was so annoyed that I wandered around the neighborhood all day looking for the cat I abandoned in a fit of anger.
After all, I found it around sunset.
Hug me tighter, tighter, tighter than before, and don’t let go.
Like that.
As if she loved it.
…why?
There was a sound of the hospital room door opening.
The oppressive feeling that made my whole body stiffen made me know who it was without even looking back.
“… What are you doing here? Even if you come here now and beg, I won’t forgive you.”
“Ah… .”
I turn my head and look at the man who opened the door and appeared.
Shakta Itanta.
“Haha, what. I definitely came to kill you.”
One of the main culprits and the third-ranked member of the Academy.
“If you keep talking like this and that, it will be difficult.”
“Really? It’s going to get more difficult than that soon.”
“I’m talking about you too.”
Shakta laughs bitterly.
“You messed with our kids? Man, that was pretty rough.”
“Yeah. You will be like that too.”
The aura of the entire body was released in one breath.
Focus it on both feet for a split second, and in the blink of an eye, it’s right in front of the guy.
He just grabbed the collar and threw it.
Kwachang!
The sound of windows breaking, shards of glass flying.
A human body flies lightly out of the window.
8th floor. It was the height of the hospital rooms.
Even if you fall, it will be difficult for even Aura users to stay safe.
But the eyes of Shakta that I met the moment before were relaxed.
okay.
If you fall, that is.
Shakta is a ‘double’ who has mastered both Aura and magic.
That too, to a level that would be sufficiently effective in the front lines of society outside of the academy.
Even though you’re still far from graduation, you already have a contract with a first-class mercenary group.
“I knew you had a dirty personality, but isn’t this too much?”
Shakta stood in the air with magical powers.
“Haha, what are we going to do now?”
Shakta prepared his magic while floating, fire in one hand and ice in the other.
Multicast.
It’s more of a matter of talent than a level of magic.
Proof of genius.
A person who gave up, thinking that he couldn’t keep up with someone like me.
Noctilla has no magic. She is dangerous when attacked from a distance.
There’s an est next to you. If you get caught up in it, the aftermath alone will be enough to end it.
So jump in.
After gliding, he kicked off the ground and flew.
Out the window.
Beneath your feet are tiny buildings and tiny people.
You can also see some of the academy’s uniforms.
There is no time to keep looking.
I put the aura into the glass shard I picked up while jumping in.
It will continue at the current speed.
However, it ends up being blocked in vain with bare hands.
A deep golden aura concentrated in the guy’s hand.
The massive explosion caused by the condensed aura and the aura meeting is large enough to be seen from far away.
“Ha, it’s a bit awkward to stand out like this. So, are you jumping down because of that?”
If the force that was sending you flying forward is completely blocked, you will just fall from the spot.
Empty space. Nothing to grab onto.
So at that point, the shard of glass was already out of his hand by a hair’s breadth.
I had already passed Shakta.
Turn your back on the explosion and use it as propulsion.
Without losing momentum, he jumps into the window of the building on the other side.
“Hmm?”
Noctilla had shrapnel wounds all over her face.
Blood clots and flows.
Evidence that he is not yet accustomed to operating the aura.
It’s evidence of laziness.
I don’t care.
Likewise, by putting an aura into broken glass.
This time I throw it. It flies like a bullet.
Shards of glass fly towards Shakta’s back.
It can be easily bounced off by simply emitting a light aura from its spot.
Aura loss that occurs during the flight.
You have to hold it in your hand and cut it.
If you concentrate the aura in one spot, it will be blocked by your bare hands just like before.
So, you have to look for an opening.
That way, there is at least a chance of causing harm.
“Huh? What about your friend?”
Shakta is still preparing the magic.
This is the strength of ‘double’.
Magic has a much wider range of power and more diverse effects at the same level, but its weakness is the preparation time.
However, since basic defense is sufficient with just Aura, they fill each other’s gaps and provide overwhelming utility.
Shakta then tries to fire the magic he was preparing towards the sickroom.
Noctilla is in the building opposite.
There is no way to stop it from this distance.
Jumping in again and attempting a melee attack is also a 50/50 chance.
But that’s okay.
I felt relieved for some reason.
The faces of two people I’ve seen before.
A red-eyed girl with spinning eyes who flies through the sky at crazy speeds.
Because I saw the gray-haired failure flying towards the sickroom with him, hugging him.
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