I Became the Academy’s Female Delinquent Chapter 72. Nóatún (4)

Hymir carefully set Elsie down and patted her head.

His movements were so cautious, as if he feared she might break with the slightest touch.

Anyone in Nóatún who knew him would think the sun had risen in the west.

“Elsie… when you were little, you were so tiny… and you’re still so tiny now!”

“Ha, haha…”

Elsie gave an awkward laugh at his words, implying she was small as a child and still small now.

Even though comparing her to childhood photos would show a tremendous amount of growth, he still treated her like a baby.

Considering the size difference between Hymir and Elsie, it was understandable…

To Hymir, who was practically a Jötunn in stature, Elsie might always look like a baby.

Was this what it felt like to be a grandfather?

Hymir, who had been patting Elsie with a benevolent face, frowned when he saw her rolled-up sleeve on one arm.

His expression turned serious as he gently lifted and examined Elsie’s white forearm, where red handprints remained.

To think that the student who had been threatened and nearly dragged away by that damned Rigar was actually his granddaughter.

The red handprints on her fair skin looked so pitiful.

“You must have been very scared, Elsie… does it hurt?”

“No, it doesn’t really-”

“Yes, it must hurt. This grandpa’s heart is breaking.”

“It’s just a slight graze, so it’s okay-”

“How dare… how dare they do that to our cute granddaughter…”

Hymir trembled and began to mutter to himself.

His surging anger seemed to drown out Elsie’s voice.

“…”

Elsie blinked and scratched her cheek.

The fact that the old man before her was Elsie’s grandfather was already surprising, and she still couldn’t quite believe it, but this boundless affection?

It wasn’t an unpleasant feeling, but she wished he would at least listen to her.

‘He’s going to end up killing someone…’

If that strange man had really been threatening, she would have blasted him away.

‘It’s not like he threatened to kill me if I didn’t pay the toll… he said he’d show me another way, right? So… isn’t that okay?’

The situation was strange, and she had been watching quietly, which was why she had handprints on her arm, but that was all.

“G-Grandfather…”

Elsie mustered her courage and called out to him to calm Hymir down.

She still felt strange about the fact that he was Elsie’s grandfather, but calling him grandfather was still much better than calling Dane Oppa.

“Oh… yes, Elsie. It must be very painful, isn’t it?”

Hymir, who had been trembling with anger, instantly switched gears at Elsie’s awkward call.

He took Elsie’s hand with a benevolent expression, met her gaze, and waited for her to speak.

“I’m really okay, so please don’t worry too much!”

Elsie said firmly, trying to reassure Hymir, who was overly concerned about the handprints.

She clenched one fist tightly and looked straight into Hymir’s blue eyes.

Hymir was uncharacteristically moved by her admirable appearance, as if she wasn’t scared at all.

“Besides, that person said there was another way to pay the toll!”

“Elsie… taking tolls itself is wrong. But another way… what else did that ba… that fellow say?”

So the toll itself was the problem.

Elsie, realizing the truth, nodded and replied.

“He said he would arrest me and told me to follow him. I would have blasted him away if he was really a bad guy.”

“…Hahaha!”

Hymir laughed heartily at Elsie’s spirited reply and patted her head again.

“Don’t worry, Elsie. This grandfather will blast that son of a bi… that nasty fellow away for you!”

“Ooh…”

Elsie’s eyes sparkled with admiration at Hymir’s fiery demeanor.

Hymir, who was unnecessarily puffing out his chest in front of his granddaughter, chuckled and sent Elsie back to her friends.

He waved to Elsie, who glanced back, and she waved her small hand in return.

Hymir regained his strength at that sight.

The strength to beat up that supervisor Rigar, who didn’t know his place and dared to lay a hand on his granddaughter.

After confirming that Elsie was surrounded by her friends, Hymir approached Reginleif.

He told Reginleif not to worry and that she could go into the city, then headed straight for the bound Rigar.

Supervisor Rigar, who had been making so much noise that his mouth was gagged, writhed and struggled as Hymir approached.

“Heh heh, do you know what you did wrong?”

He didn’t want to show a violent side in front of his granddaughter.

Hymir, who had been suppressing his anger all along, approached with a chilling aura.

Crack!

Hymir released his hands with a savage gesture and looked down at the slumped Rigar.

The chilling gaze, as if strangling him, seemed to tighten around Rigar’s neck.

“I don’t care how much you’ve filled your belly by extorting tolls from visitors all this time. That’s a problem for the inspectors to uncover…”

Whack! Hymir grabbed Rigar’s head with one hand, lifted him up, and stared straight at him.

Rigar’s breathing grew ragged with terror in the face of the deep blue eyes, swirling with barely contained rage.

“What do you think you did wrong?”

After asking that question, Hymir waved his hand so quickly that it was invisible and cut the rope in Rigar’s mouth.

Snap-

Rigar, now free to speak, trembled at Hymir’s murderous aura and said,

“I-I’m sorry!”

“Do you know what you’re sorry for?”

“That is… the t-toll…”

“Trying to collect a ridiculous toll? No.”

Hymir shook his head exaggeratedly, denying the statement.

Rigar, as well as the surrounding soldiers who were watching the situation, stared at Hymir with bewildered expressions.

“Do you know who the child you dared to touch is?”

The child he dared to touch?

The silver-haired female student who had aroused an irresistible impulse in Rigar’s mind came to mind.

A beauty who stirred his desires even in this situation.

If Hymir hadn’t appeared, he would be…

However, Rigar’s twisted fantasy was interrupted by Hymir’s trembling words.

“How dare… how dare you fucking… touch my granddaughter?”

Hymir’s granddaughter.

Rigar’s bloodshot eyes widened.

“You’re dead today, you bastard!”

Hymir’s anger, which he had been holding back, exploded.

Wham!

Hymir grabbed Rigar by the collar and threw him against the thick wall of the gate, then charged at him, who had been turned into a work of art embedded in the wall.

A merciless series of blows followed, so brutal that the watching soldiers couldn’t even think of intervening.

_Thwack!_

Hymir, who had been pounding Rigar like he was mincing meat, pulled him out of the wall.

“Ugh… S-Save… Save me…”

Rigar, who had been hit with a barrage of blows that created large cracks in the sturdy wall, couldn’t regain his senses and flailed.

“Oh yes, I’ll save you.”

Swish!

Hymir took out a recovery potion from his pocket, sprinkled it on Rigar, and grabbed him by the collar, lifting him up.

“Now. Your fate will be determined by whether you answer honestly or not-”

Hymir’s pressure was beyond imagination.

“Whether you fall to Helheim or remain in Midgard is up to you.”

Rigar, who had regained his senses after being doused with the recovery potion, nodded frantically at the chilling voice.

“A-Anything…! I’ll answer anything! So please-”

“What were you planning to do after dragging my beloved granddaughter away?”

Rigar flinched at Hymir’s question and widened his eyes.

To say that honestly in this situation, in front of Hymir?

It was the same as begging to be killed.

But Rigar had no choice.

The only person in this city who could stop the crazed Hymir was the city lord, Njǫrðr.

Rigar swallowed hard.

“I-I was going to take her and fuck h-”

**Crack-!**

“You fucking bastard-!!!”

An enormous amount of energy, enough to shake the area, was released from Hymir’s center.

In the face of that maddening pressure of rage and murderous intent, Rigar could only scream like a madman.

“I-I told the truth!!! Save me!!!”

Hymir’s momentum, which had been spewing energy and raging at Rigar’s scream-like cry, suddenly stopped.

“…Good.”

“Huh…?”

Rigar, with a bewildered face, blinked and looked at Hymir.

Was he forgiving him because he told the truth?

His face began to brighten.

It was a thousand times better to be thrown in jail for his past misdeeds than to be beaten by Hymir.

With that thought, Rigar quickly continued.

“P-Please spare me! Didn’t I tell you everything honestly!”

“If you say so much…”

“O-Oooo…”

A vile smile began to spread across Rigar’s plump, fleshy face.

‘Okay, that’s enough! There’s no reason for me to get beaten up like this because of one bitch!’

Reaching that thought, he became resentful instead.

It was that girl’s fault for appearing in front of him with such beauty.

It’s all because of that girl who made him unable to resist.

Reaching a base and twisted conclusion, Rigar resolved to repay Hymir for what he had done to him if he ever met that pretty girl again.

‘I’ll play with her until she breaks and take revenge on Hymir for hitting me.’

Rigar wondered how his face would change if he knew.

While Rigar’s filthy thoughts continued, Hymir opened his mouth.

“If you say so much… if you say so much… this one time, especially…”

Hymir, muttering those words, lifted Rigar, whom he had been holding by the collar, even higher.

Rigar, who was shorter than the giant old man Hymir, struggled as he felt his feet leave the ground.

“Especially… you’re dead!!! You son of a bitch!!!”

“W-What…?!”

_Fwoom!_

As if he had been catching his breath to unleash even greater power, Hymir began to release explosive energy.

“Damn it! T-That’s not what you said!”

“Words are meant to be changed! You little brat!!!”

_Thwack!!!_

Hymir’s fists began to lash out like waves.

Hymir’s powerful blows, with the force of a raging storm, struck all over Rigar’s obese body.

Rigar, who was floating in the air, was beaten so badly by the barrage that his feet didn’t touch the ground.

“Ugh! S-Stop…”

Hymir, who had been gleefully unleashing a barrage of blows, suddenly remembered his promise to Elsie.

‘That’s right, I said I’d blast this guy away instead of our Elsie.’

Thinking that it would have be worth seeing his lovely granddaughter blast this bastard away, Hymir clenched his fist.

“As promised… fly!”

“Huh?”

**_Thwoom-!_**

Hymir’s iron fist exploded.

The huge fist, which was planted squarely in his thick abdomen, sent Rigar flying high into the sky.

“Screeeech-!!!”

Rigar’s round form soared into the sky, screaming like a beast.

“Elsie! Look over there! Something’s flying into the sky!”

“…Huh?”

Elsie, who was sitting quietly in the carriage entering the city, looked in the direction Thrud was pointing.

Something round was soaring into the sky from the direction of the gate.

“Oh…”

What could that be?

From the beginning, they had been subduing bandits, meeting Elsie’s grandfather… unexpected encounters continued.

“Interesting.”

Elsie smiled softly, turned her head, and felt the blowing wind.

They had arrived in the city of Nóatún, where the sea could be seen.

*

At the top of the highest tower overlooking the city, a man took off his hood.

Short white hair, ominous jade eyes.

Loki was looking down at the eastern gate of Nóatún.

He glanced at something soaring into the sky for a moment, then lost interest and lowered his gaze.

A carriage with the emblem of the Main Academy was entering the city.

“How is the academy here at this timing?”

Huginn, the raven sitting on his shoulder, muttered in disbelief.

“Did Odin notice something?”

“That can’t be… if he did, he wouldn’t have sent students like that.”

Even Njǫrðr hadn’t noticed that he had contacted Jormungandr.

There was no way that old man, who was tied to Glitnir, could have noticed.

Loki narrowed his eyes and looked at the academy’s carriage speeding along with a gaze imbued with magic.

A black aura swirled in his jade eyes, which had discovered something interesting.

The plan to use Fenrir to steal Ymir’s horn, which was stored in the academy, from before.

The culprits who had ruined it so beautifully were all riding in the carriage.

Among them, the one who aroused his interest the most.

Loki smiled as he confirmed the girl with dazzling silver hair, a beautiful face, and blue eyes.

The girl who survived Nidhogg’s venom.

The one who had survived without dying at the right time and ruined his plans.

The spell he had set up in the academy and Fenrir had all gone awry because of that girl.

Then-

“It would be interesting to test whether she can withstand Jormungandr’s venom.”