episode_0047

“After… .”

Seed sighed.

A pitch-black space. However, it wasn’t an infinitely long, inorganic space. It was a space like the inside of a deep cave.

But it was very large. It seemed to be scaled to some large creature, not a human. Like…

An ear-piercing roar.

It was like a ‘dragon cave’ where a dragon resides.

“Well, it’s not a real dragon.”

The entrance to a large plaza was visible. A huge shadow on the other side. A black dragon inside Carni.

The only hope to break through the current situation.

“Wow, it’s much bigger than before.”

This must be its original size. Its majesty is so great that you’ll faint just by looking at it. Its aura makes your heart feel like it’s being cut down every second.

-Are you a person sent from the family?

“Huh?”

-Now that I’ve seen it, I can’t let you live.

At the same time that voice rang out.

The energy of evil, fraud, and magic, which could destroy a person’s spirit at any moment, rages like a violent storm.

With the clear intent to kill. To completely and utterly shatter both body and mind.

“This is it… This is it.”

With just a wave of his sword-wielding arm, the overwhelming aura dissipates like a candle going out.

‘It’s a spiritual world anyway. You don’t have to worry about your body.’

Graceful trajectories decorate the air. With only pure swordsmanship, without any aura, he easily disperses the storm of magic.

-Yeah, you… What kind of guy are you?

“Oh, that’s what I wanted to ask.”

The black dragon, which was like a nightmare incarnate, ironically felt like it was having a nightmare.

The boy and Karni, the two minds are connected. However, since Karni is the master of this place, the spirit world is not as one might imagine.

It is not something that can be explained by a shallow imagination, such as someone who swung his sword roughly and it somehow got blocked. It is a phenomenon that occurred according to clear logic and reason.

That is, in the outside reality, if the boy had done the same thing, the same result would have occurred.

-No. No! This kid… .

The black dragon roared again.

But this time, instead of the will to destroy, there was clear fear.

The fact that such things are possible in this space with only swordsmanship means that one possesses overwhelming mental power to clearly embody the image of one’s swordsmanship in this space.

At the same time, the fact that I can actually perform nightmarish swordsmanship that I cannot even understand with my own eyes.

‘If I did it in real life, my heart would explode in 30 seconds. But if you misunderstand, I would be grateful.’

Seed smiled bitterly.

Even now, outside, Irusia is desperately trying to buy time.

Quick, we need to find some way to survive. Something to negotiate or something.

“Hey, let’s calm down and listen. The guy from outside, Geumje, came to kill Karni. ”

-Are you saying that you are not the Sword Master? With that kind of swordsmanship… And this child, no, the aura I feel from the outside is, ah, ah… What the…

A black dragon with a huge arm wrapped around its head. It seems like it is not in a state where normal conversation is possible.

“I told you to calm down… Ah, that’s enough.”

One step, two steps, three steps.

Easily overcome the vicious turbid air spewed out by the convulsive black dragon.

So fast that the sound of three footsteps overlap and sound like one.

With just three steps, the boy crossed a distance of a hundred meters and arrived before the eyes of the black dragon.

“French everything you know.”

The sword, which contained no power whatsoever, flew forward sharply.

***

The general who had crushed the sword with his hand looked at the sword master with a smiling face.

With an extremely cold gaze.

“Kekeke, you’re not pulling out the black one?”

“… .”

The inspector was indifferent to the president’s question.

Even if there is only a one-class difference, the difference in strength is overwhelming. The principal is a class 8 auror and magic double. The sword master is a class 9 at the end, with a class 10 just around the corner.

The principal is using his aura and magic to the max to create a synergy effect that is more than double, but even so, it is still a problem for the sword master who is about to reach the 10th class, which is the absolute realm.

“Hmm.”

“K, kah… !”

A clearly stronger blow than the one just now.

To the sword master, the general appears to be a weakling who can be easily suppressed with just his thoughts without drawing his sword.

“… Inspiration!”

“Hehe, that’s okay.”

Smiling like that, the president shook off his half-severed hand. Bubbles rose from the cut surface, and the hand quickly grew back to its original size.

The miracle of the perfect hand of the president.

“호.”

But just because your hand has regenerated doesn’t mean it’s really okay.

Just now, an invisible tragedy. To block it, the General created a barrier of aura and magic that intertwined like a fabric.

That alone would be several times more effective than simple defense, but Irusia exquisitely intertwined her magic to further strengthen it.

With only a little magic power, without the slightest interference. How many levels higher would one have to be in magic power handling to be able to do something like this? Let’s leave that question aside.

“Inspiration. That kid probably won’t even think he attacked you.”

“That’s so frustrating.”

The president’s hand was cut off in the attack just now. If it hadn’t been for the hand, it would have been the end.

But even though it gave him a little more power, to the sword master it was only meant to chase away bugs.

“Is there a way? Even I can’t do it.”

“Yeah, inspiration.”

But it’s the opposite.

‘As long as you see us as bugs, we can buy plenty of time.’

Kaang, kang, kagagagagak!

The ground cracks countless times, buildings crumble from the shockwaves, and dozens of invisible blasts collide.

“Oh my, it’s going to collapse in the end. How much is the building… .”

“Is that the time to argue? No, how many kids have already died… .”

“Ah, that’s fine. Most of the dead students were worthless, low-ranking guys.”

“Trash of inspiration.”

While delicately moving the magic thread to support the president, Irusia laughed. That was the kind of guy he was. Yes. That was the kind of place the Academy was.

There may be no one in this academy who would be truly outraged by the death of a student.

‘… No, what did I do that was so great?’

In the future time that has now disappeared, it was Irusia herself who committed an incomparably ugly act.

Perhaps in my entire life, I will never meet anyone more evil than myself. No, there may never be one in the first place.

Are you angry about the deaths of your students? Even you, who thinks like this, have only recently begun to have such human feelings.

“Oh, shit.”

I’m not in a position to say anything. I have no right to say anything.

Kaang!

The invisible slaughter clashes again. A burning pain spreads from the tips of your fingers as a price for forcing yourself to draw out mana.

But for now, I have no choice but to do what I can.

… Oh, come to think of it, there was one person who had the right to say something.

A person who can be angry at the death of a person. And before being angry, a person who can be truly sad.

***

A rooftop of an academy building. A broken building, acrid smoke, young screams, the smell of blood.

In all of this, the nun was crying.

Beautiful tears fall endlessly. My eyes are red. It hurts.

Mena Ruina, a teacher at the Magic Department. But she’s a fake teacher, so they’re not really her students.

But it feels like he’s stabbing me in the chest with a spear and slashing me. Why is he in so much pain, and why do his eyes look so good, and why can he recognize those students lying on the floor with their bodies torn in half from this distance?

And why does he remember each and every one of those children’s names?

“Ah. Aaaah!!!!!!!!!!!!! Aaaah …

The beautiful voice cracks and tears. Without any pronunciation, it becomes just a rasping scream.

I vomit. I vomit until my ribs hurt. I hold my body and tremble. There is nothing more to spit out, so I spit out continuously until only the stinging stomach acid comes out. There is blood mixed in. And.

“Sigh.”

With that, the trembling and tears stop. I wipe my mouth and stand up. My body feels lighter as I spit it out.

You have to do what you can.

“Even if it’s something I can’t do, I’ll do it.”

He draws a sacred sign in the air with his fingertips. He chants quietly in a cracking voice.

I’m ready. This is the only way to prevent this tragedy.

“… I request the liberation of all the sacraments, from 1 to 7.”

***

An endless row of pure white columns. And between them, people in pure white robes.

The palace of the Pope, the one closest to God.

– Confirmation of the request for the First Sacrament Ceremony. Applicant, Mena Ruina, Executor of the 7th Executive Department.

– Confirmation of the request for the Second Sacrament Ceremony. Applicant…

-The Third Sacrament…

-The 4th…

-Uh…

The inanimate chorus of people in robes echoes throughout the magnificent palace.

-Unholy, unholy!

-Oh, how impious! Please punish the insolent one instead!

-You’re not qualified! You’re not qualified!

“Hmm… .”

The Pope sat on his throne, looking down with a languid expression.

All divinities are given to the Pope, who is the most beloved of the Goddess, and are then spread to the believers. Among them, the ritual to temporarily receive greater grace is called the sacrament.

Therefore, it inevitably takes the form of a request to the Pope, and therefore, for someone who is not qualified to approach the Pope, even making a request in the first place is a grave crime.

It was done by a single executor.

“That’s also the seventh sacrament, La.”

Finally, it has been over 100 years since all seven sacraments were opened.

-How dare you, how dare you put the last sacrament in your mouth!

-Cut off his neck! Cut off his neck!

-This is excessive indulgence and cannot be tolerated!

Hundreds of priests sing in unison.

The sacrament grants grace by approaching the goddess through the Pope as an intermediary. Climbing all seven steps means standing closer to God than the Pope, even if only for a moment.

Therefore, to speak lightly of the seven sacraments is to blaspheme the Pope and to insult the Goddess.

It is already a death sentence for a single executor to seek the sacrament without knowing the subject, but it is far too much to talk about opening up all the sacraments, not even to the first or second stage.

“However, the more foolish a person is, the more mercy should be shown to him.”

At the Pope’s single word, the vast palace was instantly enveloped in silence.

When people are desperate, they will try anything and cling to anything. There must be some reason for it. It must be an urgent matter that is life-threatening.

Of course, it is a serious crime that cannot be covered by the lives of a few people.

“So, I will end this matter by excommunicating you. No life will be taken.”

The Pope decided to show the utmost mercy.

-How merciful! How merciful!

-I will follow!

A flat, inorganic chorus followed.

***

“No, hey. No. That’s ridiculous. This isn’t it, this isn’t it. This isn’t right.”

That’s a lie.

I asked for the sacrament at the risk of my life. That was the only way to confront that swordsman now. I thought it was worth risking my life for the sake of the children who were suffering.

With such great power, I believed that if I gave up my life, he would at least give me a little bit. I thought something would happen.

I wanted to protect the scared child even if it meant giving up everything. That was my heart.

I believed that, at least a little, you would understand.

“Hahaha… .”

What were you doing that made you feel like you were making a noble sacrifice? What was so great about pretending to care for the children?

Why would I sacrifice my life for something so worthless? Without even knowing the subject.

Evidence of the excommunication.

From head to toe.

Mena closed her eyes, feeling the divine power completely disappearing from her body.