I Became the Academy’s Female Delinquent Chapter 70. Nóatún (2)

Reginleif, having arrived at the gate, got out of the carriage.

Having heard about the inspection, she frowned and tilted her head.

“A toll…? Since when did Nóatún have such a thing?”

Stepping out of the carriage, she covered her chin with one hand and muttered, seemingly perplexed.

A plump man with fleshy cheeks approached Reginleif, rubbing his hands together.

“The city’s policy has changed a few years ago, you see. With so many visitors from various races, we’re collecting tolls to secure funds to improve issues that may arise between races. Hehe.”

Rigar, the man who grinned slyly, scanned Reginleif with his gleaming eyes.

He didn’t know why she kept her eyes closed, but she was quite the beauty.

Slowly raising his gaze, he looked straight at Reginleif’s face, passing her long, wavy purple hair.

Desire stirred within him, and he swallowed hard.

Reginleif tapped her cheek.

‘A racial toll? What policy is this from hundreds of years ago?’

Could Njǫrðr, the city lord of Nóatún, have a reason to implement that old policy again?

Something felt suspicious, but when the man in front of her, the supervisor, took out a familiar booklet, she had no choice but to accept it.

‘That’s… a booklet distributed during the era when racial taxes were collected… Goodness…’

Reginleif sighed as the ancient document, which she couldn’t even remember when she had last seen, appeared.

If Njǫrðr’s policy in Nóatún was really like that, she had no choice but to comply.

“Everyone, please get out of the carriage.”

‘Were they academy students…!’

As students in the same uniform got out of the carriage one by one, Rigar began to grin slyly.

‘The emblem engraved on the carriage was from the academy.’

Thinking such foolish thoughts, he slowly began to scrutinize the students’ faces.

If they were academy students, they must be wealthy.

If so, he could squeeze more money out of them.

“What? Why are you getting down already?”

“Are you looking at something? I’ll catch you if it’s too high, Elsie.”

“I don’t need it-!”

While he was lost in such greedy thoughts, a beautiful voice rang out from the carriage.

Rigar’s gaze turned to the carriage, his mind preoccupied with the thought of money coming in.

A black-haired boy with a sword emerged, followed by beauties who made his eyes widen.

Two who appeared to be twin sisters, and a delicate-looking female student with light green hair.

They were magnificent beauties.

As much as the female teacher he had encountered earlier.

A dark desire, different from money, began to stir within Rigar’s heart.

The last two female students who got out of the carriage revealed themselves.

Rigar’s eyes widened as he wiped away the flowing sweat.

The tall pink-haired female student was as magnificent as the previous beauties.

But the dazzling silver-haired female student who appeared last was even more so.

Rigar’s breath grew rough as he was excited by the sight of the beauty so stunning that his eyes rolled back.

Stained by all sorts of corruption, he had always lived by openly expressing his desires, so he had no intention of holding back.

But it was during an inspection.

He had to restrain himself.

‘But wouldn’t it be even better to take both money and women with the toll?’

Having reached a half-crazed thought, he shouted, staggering with an excited face.

“I, I’ll be checking the races and assessing the toll, so please, please come out in order from the back! Immediately!”

“Excuse me? From the back? Shouldn’t we proceed in order from the students in the front…?”

Reginleif asked back at Rigar’s strange request.

But Rigar didn’t even listen and answered while fixing his gaze on Elsie, who was at the very back.

“That’s the procedure! Are you not going to follow the city’s policy? Please control your students!”

“…”

Reginleif glared at the man named Rigar with half-opened eyes.

Something was strange. Starting with the toll that should have disappeared over a hundred years ago, the supervisor’s appearance was suspicious.

But it wasn’t Glitnir, and if a commotion occurred in Nóatún, which was under Njǫrðr’s influence, it would be troublesome in many ways.

“Hoo…”

She sighed softly and had no choice but to comply with Rigar’s absurd request.

*

Rigar’s breathing became rough, and his heart rate gradually increased.

The girl in front of him drove him crazy even though she was just standing still.

Barely suppressing the urge to hug her right away, he wiped away sweat and opened his mouth.

‘His gaze is a bit unpleasant…’

Elsie was expressing her honest feelings inwardly.

Standing in front of the man who was the inspection supervisor, she frowned slightly.

Rigar, whose plump flesh was shaking, fixed his gaze here and there, as if savoring it slowly.

Warm, rough breaths leaked from him.

Elsie, who had goosebumps, performed the feat of dodging even the invisible breaths with superhuman reflexes.

“Wh, where are you going!? Come closer! A little closer…”

Why was he panting when she was just standing still?

Rigar waved his hand and called Elsie, who had moved away.

‘I have a bad feeling about this even before entering Nóatún…’

Elsie approached Rigar again with a stiff expression.

Doyun and Thrud, who were watching the scene, slowly hardened their expressions.

No matter how they looked at it, the man’s actions were strange.

“G, good. What’s your race?”

“…Race?”

Elsie recalled the Aesir Saga.

Starting as a human, changing jobs to a Valkyrie, and at the end, achieving demigod ascension.

At the moment she achieved demigod ascension, the race notation in the game was also changed to Human-Demigod.

So, what is the race of this body now?

A body imbued with the power of the Aesir Saga.

The answer was simple.

“Demigod. I guess…?”

Elsie, who was fidgeting with her fingers, avoided his gaze and answered, and Rigar’s eyes widened.

No, not only him, but everyone around them as well.

“““Demigod?”””

“Wh, wh… why are you doing that… what are you going to do…”

What can you guys do.

Elsie, who looked back at Thrud and Doyun with such an expression, cleared her throat awkwardly.

Reginleif was just silently watching her with a meaningful face.

“D, demigod?! Demigod… G, good…!”

Rigar, who was gasping for breath, opened the booklet he had taken out and searched for the demigod entry.

This toll clause, recorded hundreds of years ago, contained all the races known to this world to date.

Of course, it also included demigods.

**[Those who have reached demigod status are exempt from tolls, regardless of race.]**

Rigar closed the booklet.

In the first place, it was an illegal inspection with the aim of getting money.

He had no intention of following the guidelines written in the booklet as they were, and he never had.

He sent a lustful gaze to Elsie and answered slowly.

“If you’re really a demigod, you’ll have to pay 100 crowns.”

“Eh…”

Elsie’s thoughts momentarily stopped at the exorbitant amount, which was hardly a simple toll.

It wasn’t an amount she couldn’t pay.

The money Dane had sent to Elsie was a considerable amount.

Enough to easily pay off this absurd toll.

But Elsie, who was inwardly burdened by spending the money Dane had given her as she pleased, had no choice but to hesitate.

“Why, why is that? If you can’t pay, there are other ways…”

“…Other ways?”

At Elsie’s innocent question, Rigar reached out his plump hand and snatched her slender wrist.

An unbearable impulse, a vile desire, was seething.

There were many eyes watching.

But he wanted to drag this innocent girl away right away.

‘Let the garrison commander do the inspection… I don’t care about the money now…’

Rigar moved his gleaming eyes and looked at the girl’s hand he had snatched.

Her white and beautiful hand was being pulled towards him.

If he gave a little strength in this state, this frail body would be helplessly dragged along.

“I, I’ll tell you another way, so come with me for a moment!”

It was the moment when Rigar, who could no longer bear it, roughly pulled Elsie.

Thwack!

Doyun, who had snatched Rigar’s fleshy wrist, was glaring at him with a ferocious look.

Thrud also grabbed Elsie’s shoulder to support her so that she wouldn’t be dragged away.

“Let go of that hand. This can’t be an inspection.”

Rigar flinched at the voice that was so fierce that it felt like being cut by a sword.

“Wh, what are you doing now…! I’m the supervisor of the Eastern Gate! Are you going to ignore Nóatún’s entry procedure now!”

Rigar screamed and roughly pulled Elsie’s wrist.

However, he couldn’t move at all due to Doyun’s superhuman grip and strength.

“Ughhh! M, my wrist is breaking!!!”

“Doyun, stop it.”

Clang-!

The chains of restraint that suddenly appeared wrapped around Rigar’s wrist instead of Doyun’s hand.

“As I thought, something’s strange no matter how I think about it. Are you really a gate supervisor?”

Reginleif glared fiercely at Rigar with half-opened eyes, then looked at the soldiers who were hesitating behind him.

“The Njǫrðr I remember wouldn’t issue such a policy-”

“Y, you know nothing! Damn it! L, let go right now! This girl is under arrest!”

Reginleif’s aura changed drastically at Rigar’s shout.

“With what right, with what power, are you trying to arrest my student? What about the toll? It doesn’t make sense.”

Purple light began to emanate from Reginleif’s eyes, which were fully opened, revealing an unpleasant expression.

Elsie, who was watching Reginleif’s appearance with interest, swallowed hard and thought to herself.

‘Crazy, it’s phase 3!’

Valkyrie Reginleif’s phase 3 from the Aesir Saga.

Gleipnir at maximum output emanating from her fully opened eyes.

And the indiscriminate chain attacks of Leyding and Dromi pouring in from all directions came to mind.

As the atmosphere of battle swirled, Elsie, whose switch was turned on, wanted to add a spoon to it herself.

She was now able to fully exert her power anyway.

Rest was good, but if she could test her strength by blowing away a bad guy, that would be good too.

“…Should I blow him away?”

“Stay still, Elsie.”

Thrud, who suppressed and stopped Elsie, who couldn’t grasp the situation, placed her chin on the top of her head.

“You’re heavy, Thrud…”

“Elsie, you’ll really be in trouble if you cause a commotion at the resort.”

“We haven’t even entered the city yet…”

As Elsie said, that was true. Moreover, if this commotion at the gate grew any bigger, they might not be able to enter Nóatún.

Currently, Reginleif was the only teacher representing the academy in this place.

There was a situation where she might cancel this extracurricular activity itself for the safety of the students.

That’s why Thrud was also watching the situation with a nervous face.

The tension began to rise.

The soldiers, who had been suffering from the tyranny of Gate Supervisor Rigar, were in a situation where they couldn’t do anything but fidget.

Reginleif, worried about problems arising with Nóatún, was unable to make a decision.

‘…I have to step back for Elsie’s safety, at least.’

Having finished thinking, Reginleif deployed her power to separate Supervisor Rigar from Elsie.

A vile man who openly revealed his desire for her student.

She was furious at the fact that that dirty hand had snatched Elsie’s wrist.

Now that she had made a decision, she had no intention of holding back.

‘I will definitely protest formally! Njǫrðr!’

Reginleif, who complained to Nóatún’s city lord Njǫrðr in her heart.

It was the moment when she was about to summon Gleipnir with anger.

**Divinity Summon: Gleip-**

_Paaat-!_

“…!”

**Thwoom!**

“Shibal… What the hell is going on.”

Along with the sound of rough stomping, a coarse curse was suddenly heard.

Supervisor Rigar, who was still holding Elsie’s wrist and shouting with bloodshot eyes.

Behind him, a silver-haired old man with a magnificent physique suddenly appeared.

“!!!”

There was no sign, no omen.

It was an extremely natural appearance, as if he had been there from the beginning.

The old man, who had a broken fishing rod on his shoulder, nonchalantly picked his ear and opened his mouth.

“Hey, you. What are you doing, holding onto the visitors…?”

Nóatún’s reckless Chief of Public Security, Hymir, had appeared.