The Birth of a Hero

1.

Rael, who had been ordered by the Saintess to monitor Ether professor.

He had been hiding behind the professor since the entrance ceremony began, watching him.

The culprit in the entrance exam Demon incident had been caught, but the Saintess ordered him to keep an eye on Ether professor.

However, Ether professor did not show any suspicious movements until the Summoned beasts attacked the academy.

As soon as Ether professor heard the announcement to evacuate, he evacuated to the assembly hall in the central hall.

The Saintess told me to keep monitoring the professor, but with dangerous Summoned beasts swarming the academy, I can’t just keep watching that professor.

Even if it’s an order from the Saintess, for the escort knight, Rael, the top priority is protecting the Saintess.

Rael turned his feet.

He left the assembly hall and went up to the President’s office.

After the entrance ceremony, the representatives of the freshmen of each department went to see the President, so the Saintess must be in the President’s office.

The President’s office was bustling with professors and some assistant professors who were busy grasping the situation and solving the situation.

But among them.

“Yes??”

The Saintess was not there.

“The Saintess didn’t come here…”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

“But didn’t the freshmen representatives come to see the President?”

“That’s right. Only that student came among the representatives.”

A girl was in the place that the assistant professor pointed to.

Even in this emergency situation, she was hugging a teddy bear and sleeping soundly in the corner.

Rael’s face turned pale.

If she’s not in the President’s office, where on earth is she?

The thought of her trembling somewhere in the academy, which is full of ferocious Summoned beasts, made him feel dizzy.

She’s a confident person, but the Saintess is fragile.

Petite figure.

Slender arms.

An existence that seems like it needs to be protected.

‘Brother Rael, look at this.’

The Saintess, rolling up her sleeves and showing strength in her arms.

‘Doesn’t it look pretty solid?’

The bulging biceps.

It was far from solid at first glance.

It seemed like it would be as soft and squishy as a baby’s cheek if you poked it.

He recalled the Saintess, showing that and smiling contentedly.

“Saintess…!!”

Rael ran around the academy looking for the Saintess.

She might be hiding somewhere, holding her breath, trembling with fear.

2.

A golden trajectory split the darkness.

“Kieeeeeek!!”

The Demon, whose arms had been cut off, screamed as if to shred the eardrums.

“Becoming a Demon wasn’t his own will…”

The assistant professor’s head was stuck in his throat.

Tears were flowing from his deeply sunken, blackened eyes.

A pitiful young man.

Not only was he forced into a double contract, but he was also sacrificed to the Demon.

There was only one thing I could do for this young man.

“…I’ll send you quickly.”

He raised his sword to eye level.

He stroked the sword with his left hand as if unsheathing it.

The blue-glossed blade was dyed gold.

The sword shines like the Hero’s Holy sword.

“Hoo…!”

He took a breath and kicked the ground.

Golden lines were drawn in the darkness.

He drew a Sword Path as if drawing a picture on drawing paper.

The Demon opened its mouth wide and lunged at me.

I jumped up.

He crouched down and rotated once.

The Demon passed underneath, biting at the air.

He kicked the Demon’s back with his heel.

-Thud!!

As if strong gravity was applied, the Demon’s body was flattened on the floor.

The floor was dented.

Before landing on the floor, I cut the Demon’s back.

He cut through the squishy flesh.

The sensation of cutting through the bumpy spine was felt through the Sword Dance.

He stabbed the sword into the completely opened back.

Thwack, he stabbed the heart.

The Demon screamed and flailed like a fish before stopping moving.

He pulled out the sword.

The darkness that covered the laboratory disappeared as if melting away.

Moonlight came in through the large window.

There was no one in the laboratory.

I came here thinking he would be here.

Ether professor seems to be somewhere else.

“What’s that…?”

A dagger placed on the laboratory desk.

Traces of Spell use remained clearly on the blue blade that reflected the moonlight.

I should have finished that bastard for sure…!

In the past, I was too weak and missed the Demon Lord Army Legion Commander, Mortis.

If I had caught him then, this wouldn’t have happened.

I feel guilty.

“This is not the time to be doing this…”

I have to find the culprit of this incident quickly.

I gave a prayer of rest to the sacrificed man and started running through the academy again.

3.

“Come this way!”

Hoth, who remained in the central hall, guided the students to the shelter while blocking the Summoned beasts that were flooding in like a tide.

“Huff… Huff… There’s no end to it.”

Professors.

Academy guards.

Students with combat experience.

Everyone is working together to defeat hundreds of Summoned beasts.

But no matter how many they defeat, the Summoned beasts revive like Undead.

Hoth took a sip of water and took a breather.

He will go out again.

He will go out and rescue the students and smash the heads of the damn Summoned beasts.

“Ether professor, if it’s Summoned beasts, can’t you do something about it?”

While he was catching his breath, he heard such a conversation.

…Ether professor?

Hoth raised his head.

He turned his gaze to where the voice came from.

There were two professors in the corner of the assembly hall, which was being used as a shelter.

One of them.

Black hair with sparse gray hair.

Round gold-rimmed glasses.

A man with a kind smile even in this situation.

“I don’t know either.”

“But you’re a professor of Summoning Magic…!”

“I don’t know either.”

Ether, standing still like a doll and repeating only one thing.

Hoth took out a Battleaxe from his waist.

And rushed towards him.

He didn’t hesitate.

His sister said that Ether professor was the cause of this incident.

Then, following his sister’s words, he just needs to eliminate the cause.

He threw the Battleaxe with all his might.

-Whoosh!

The Battleaxe rotated, and the sound of air being torn apart echoed.

“If you wait…!!”

The Battleaxe was embedded in the face of Ether professor, who was speaking with a smile.

The other professor, who was asking Ether professor about how to solve the situation, was startled and turned around.

-Whoosh!

Another Battleaxe flew and this time it was embedded in Ether professor’s chest.

“Student! What are you doing!!”

Hoth subdued Ether professor.

“This guy! This guy is the root of all evil!”

“Wh, what?”

Ether professor, who should have died instantly with his head split in half, twitched his head.

The skin is flowing down.

The glasses melted and the clothes melted too.

“This is… a doll?”

The skin completely melted away, revealing what was underneath.

A wooden doll for combat training.

A Magic circle was drawn on the wooden doll’s face.

“Wh, what’s going on…?”

The fellow professor stuttered while looking at the wooden doll.

“It’s fake…!”

Hoth took his Battleaxe and ran out of the assembly hall.

The real Ether professor must be somewhere in the central hall.

Even if Hoth is a fool who only knows swords and combat, he knows the basics of magic. In order to fight an enemy who is a Wizard, he needs to understand magic to some extent.

That’s why he was sure that Ether professor would be here.

This kind of magic that creates dummies automatically dissolves when the caster moves away.

“Where are you! Where are you!”

He smashes the heads of the Summoned beasts with the Battleaxes in both hands and searches the central hall.

“Is it here?”

The clock tower connected to the main building.

Dozens of Summoned beasts guarding the entrance.

The Summoned beasts seemed to be thoroughly blocking other people’s access.

Why are they blocking it?

The reason was simple.

Because Ether professor is inside.

“Try to block me!!”

Magical power heat emanated from Hoth’s body.

The Summoned beasts at the front were bounced off by the intense heat.

“Euryaaa!!”

With a powerful shout, Hoth spun the Battleaxe and charged.

He advances, pushing everything away like a steel tank.

-Crack! Thwack! Crack! Creak!

He crushes the heads of the enemies while spinning the Battleaxe.

The Summoned beasts rushed at Hoth.

They bit, scratched, and accumulated damage on Hoth’s body.

However, for the Berserker, Hoth, it rather acted as a buff.

“Heuh! Ugh!”

Chop.

Chop.

And chop again.

Every time he swung the Battleaxe, the sound of bones and flesh being crushed echoed.

The Summoned beasts staggeringly raise their bodies.

Demonic energy forcibly connects the split heads.

Beings that should have died are being controlled like dolls and start moving again.

“Get lost!”

He pushed the door of the clock tower entrance closed and threw the Battleaxe at the Summoned beasts.

Hot Sword Aura surrounds the Battleaxe.

The shape of the small Battleaxe changed into a giant Battleaxe.

The Battleaxe swept through the Summoned beasts and indiscriminately cut them in half.

Hoth headed upwards.

He climbs and climbs the spiral staircase.

He arrived at the top of the clock tower.

There.

“Huff… Huff… I knew you’d be here…!”

A man who looked exactly like the man he had smashed in the face with a Battleaxe a little while ago was standing in front of the railing, looking down at the academy.

“Haha, is it you again?”

Ether slowly turned around.

He turns his back to the moonlight.

The front is blackened by backlight.

Only the pupils behind the glasses glowed eerily.

“If you’re going to interfere again like you did during the entrance exam, please hold back.”

Crack.

Crackle.

Ether professor’s body twisted in a bizarre direction.

-Boom! Booom!

The muscles become hypertrophied.

Tearing the shirt, solid pectoral muscles were revealed.

“It would be troublesome if the research material was damaged.”

Ether professor chuckled and clenched his fists.

Triple Magic Circles floated above both fists.

He bumped his fists together.

The Magic circles collided and Magical power spread in all directions.

An eerie energy flowed down Hoth’s spine.

This is not Magical power.

He could tell instinctively.

That what spread in all directions was not Magical power but Demonic energy.

“Did he become a Demon?”

“It feels like being born again.”

Hoth swallowed hard.

For a warrior of the Southern Kingdom, retreat is more shameful than death, but at this moment, he thought it was right to retreat.

That Demon was emitting a more dangerous aura than the Demon he met in the forest.

Hoth shouted inwardly.

‘Sister, help me…!!’

But out of his mouth.

“Come on, you lump of a bastard!”