episode_0011

“Tsk, this won’t work. The mechanism is broken. We can’t close the door again.”

A teacher with mechanical knowledge said.

After killing the Death Knight, the door suddenly wouldn’t close.

Winin’s morale, emitted as the Death Knight was dying, had damaged the mechanism.

“There’s nothing we can do. We have to move to another shelter.”

Erina sighed.

She rubbed her temples as if in pain.

“Even if the door is broken, it’s still a shelter. Wouldn’t it be better to wait for reinforcements here?”

“If the Death Knight appears again, we’re all dead. Is there anyone here who knows how to use a self-sacrifice spell?”

All the teachers shook their heads.

It was a shame. Since it was openly acknowledged, the same method as before couldn’t be used.

“Will the Death Knight appear again?”

“The one who attacked the Papal Palace was a Lich. Do you not know the power of a Lich? The Death Knight they have with them is not the only one.”

They had figured out the identity of the Death Knight and the attackers.

Erina may not have left a trace after the apocalypse, but her knowledge and skills were far superior to what I had thought.

‘Ah, I don’t want to go.’

I didn’t want to go. Leaving the shelter meant not only danger but also having to kill people.

‘This world must be destroyed. Especially, I would love to kill the Pope.’

And I had to kill the Pope.

He was someone who had fought demons as a survivor after the apocalypse.

Killing him made me feel uneasy.

“There’s nothing we can do.”

I steeled my heart.

‘Just enjoy this doomed world to the fullest.’

The destruction of this world was predetermined.

Since God had made up His mind, there was nothing I could do even if demons appeared.

“Then we’ll consider it as everyone’s agreement.”

Erina nodded.

She gathered her colleagues and walked outside.

I was the last to walk out of the safe shelter.

‘Ah… it’s a mess.’

Outside the shelter was a mess.

Bodies and limbs were scattered everywhere, and blood pooled on the ground.

‘I pray for their souls.’

I clasped my hands together and prayed for their souls.

Erina and her colleagues marched through the carnage in formation.

“Aria.”

I turned towards the back of the formation and called out to Aria quietly.

“Yes, please give me your command.”

‘She really does show up.’

She had said she would appear anywhere if I just called her name.

But I didn’t expect her to show up in this situation.

“Find out where the Pope is located.”

“Understood.”

There was unmistakable joy in Aria’s voice.

Her presence disappeared.

‘It feels like I’ve become the leader of evil.’

I felt a strange bitterness.

“Where is the nearest shelter?”

“If it’s the closest shelter, it’s in Block 1.”

“Isn’t Block 1 the closest to the entrance? Lich must have already checked and passed through it.”

“Lich was probably too focused on the Pope to check each shelter.”

“Do you not know the location of other shelters?”

“Eric knows. As you know, the location of the shelters is kept confidential. It’s only known by Director Jang, who oversees the grades.”

There were conflicting opinions among the teachers.

They couldn’t easily come to a decision.

After about 10 minutes passed.

“We’ve found the location.”

Aria returned.

I remembered the location she provided.

“What do you think about going to the Pope?”

I approached the still undecided teachers.

“Emil, are you suggesting we interfere in the fight with the Supreme Being?”

“You must be out of your mind. If it weren’t for Eric’s sacrifice, you wouldn’t have been able to kill the Death Knight.”

A rebuttal came immediately.

‘Is this a good thing?’

I was glad I didn’t kill the Pope, and others were glad they didn’t have to get involved in the fight.

‘Ah… Aaah!!’

God was on the verge of madness.

But there was a valid reason for it.

There was no sign of impending punishment.

“Just being near could be dangerous. I refuse as well.”

Erina also rejected with a single sword strike.

Then they moved on to the next plan.

“Then let’s move to a different shelter. My assistant knows the location of the shelter.”

“Ah, her name is Aria. She knows where the shelter is.”

Aria appeared, revealing herself from hiding.

“Let’s move there first and observe the situation.”

Erina took the lead and walked ahead.

“It’s this way. We need to hurry.”

Aria increased her speed and ran ahead.

“You’re too fast.”

“Are you sure about your assistant?”

Aria didn’t slow down her pace.

Her body moved ahead at a rapid speed.

“We’ve arrived.”

Aria arrived first.

In front of her was a massive steel door.

“You’re weak. It’s a shame to bear the title of a hero.”

Aria clicked her tongue while looking at her colleagues.

The colleagues who couldn’t keep up with her pace didn’t seem pleased.

“I fell behind too.”

“Isn’t Lady Emil hiding her strength?”

No, I really did my best.

The truth was buried.

“Help us!”

“Please open the door!”

Impatient colleagues banged on the shelter door, shouting for help.

“Are they enemies?”

“They’re not Necromancers! They’re our academy’s new students!”

A voice was heard from beyond the steel door. It was a dignified voice.

“Not Necromancers? Stop the acting.”

It seemed like Necromancers had also come here.

The being behind the door immediately refused.

“We’re not Necromancers. Please, open the door. Please!”

They raised their voices to the point of hoarseness, but the other party remained indifferent.

“I am Marcyta Ironmaiden. Please open the door!”

“I am Freya Whitelion. Please, open the door!”

Two direct descendants of the royal family stepped forward and pleaded.

While others could be ignored, their pleas couldn’t be refused.

Creak.

The steel door opened.

The new students quickly entered the shelter.

“They’re really new students. I wonder why they came all the way here.”

An old man with white hair and a well-groomed beard chuckled.

His momentum was no joke. He seemed several levels above Erina in skill.

But the disrespectful new students entered without paying attention to his words.

“Our shelter was attacked by Death Knights and collapsed. It was a Death Knight made from the corpses of former elite members.”

I, who knew how to respect the elderly, briefly explained the situation.

“Oh, I want to hear the story.”

The old man bowed.

His imposing figure approached me.

His presence was no joke.

“Um… that’s what I mean.”

I explained the situation from the beginning.

“Great, in the end, it’s not that the new students risked their lives because of you?”

“No. Thanks to the sacrifice of Teacher Eric, I was able to kill the Death Knight.”

“Teacher Eric is not the kind of person to sacrifice himself for others.”

The old man shook his head.

“Excessive humility is not good.”

The old man’s eyes narrowed.

A penetrating gaze that saw through everything.

I felt like everything about me was being laid bare.

“I’m just ordinary. I’m a normal student who ranked first in the midterm exam.”

I spread my arms, trying to show my harmlessness.

“Is it normal for an assassin at the peak to be accompanied by a servant?”

The old man’s eyes looked to my side.

Aria was standing there.

My heart grew cold.

I felt like my secret had been exposed.

“If the opportunity arises, let’s talk in detail.”

The old man walked away.

I let out the breath I had been holding.

“Don’t worry, Deikard Kyung is severely senile and will forget by tomorrow.”

In that case, it’s a relief.

I sat nearby, trembling with anxiety.

“Where is this place?”

I glanced around subtly.

It was a shelter, but the only people inside were maids, servants, and bodyguards.

There was no student in sight, just like us.

I gazed at the huge emblem engraved on the ceiling.

This shelter was made solely for one person.

“Nice to meet you. My name is Lyla Morningstar. I’m really glad to meet such a cute junior.”

A senior drinking tea elegantly.

Her surname is Morningstar.

That means she was of noble descent.

“Thank you for providing a shelter for the princess and the nobles. I am truly grateful.”

Marzita stepped forward as the representative.

She expressed her gratitude.

“It’s nothing at all. It’s a perfect time to have tea alone, so let’s have tea together.”

She lifted the teapot.

She poured tea into the cups in front of us.

“I will gratefully enjoy it.”

Marzita drank the tea.

The rest of the freshmen sat still, holding their breath.

Having escaped from the mad necromancer, they entered the shelter where high-ranking individuals resided.

Lich and the princess.

If asked which of the two was more intimidating, I would refuse to answer.

The Lich threatened my life, but the princess could take away my social standing.

A hundred years ago.

Since the discovery of the relic of the hero, the royal authority had been constantly strengthening.

Although the sentences may not match, the flow of history completes them.

Even if one is the hero, if the emperor says a word, the relic will be taken away, and they will become ordinary people.

With many heroes being the apostles of the gods, a strange phenomenon occurred where the royal authority was strengthened.

“Power is a finite law. With too many heroes emerging, power does not consolidate.”

I found my own reason.

The cause was that there were too many heroes.

If the number had been kept to just five, the royal authority would not have been strengthened.

“Ugh, cursed descendants of humans.”

It seemed that the reality of the present did not please the gods.

They targeted Lyla while grumbling.

“Shall I kill her?”

Lyla was not active in the destruction.

There was no need to sacrifice her, but if the gods desired it, I was willing to kill her.

I am the one who killed a clearly innocent person.

Being a princess did not give her a reason not to be killed.

“No, it’s okay. Let’s wait a little longer, Kuna.”

The gods postponed their answer.

I sat quietly with the gods.

“A Death Knight appeared?”

“It was a Death Knight made from the body of Ranslot Kye.”

“Ranslot… a name I miss. To think he ended up becoming a Death Knight…”

Meanwhile, Marzita was conversing with the princess.

Marzita mainly spoke, and the princess nodded in agreement.

Occasionally, Decard participated in the conversation, adding his comments.

Marzita’s confident conversation with the princess was reminiscent of a direct descendant of the royal family.

“Is she really a direct descendant of the royal family?”

On the other hand, Freya was sitting in the corner with me.

Her doubtful expression suggested she was questioning if she was truly a direct descendant of the royal family.

“Who is the one who killed the Death Knight? It must be you, right?”

“No, it wasn’t me who killed the Death Knight.”

Marzita shook her head.

“It’s that man sitting over there.”

Marzita pointed at me.

“Haha, Marzita’s words are true. Your Highness, didn’t I tell you not to judge based on appearances alone?”

Decard interjected from the side.

“Why is he so convinced it’s me?”

My acting was flawless.

In reality, I had no strength, but outwardly, they couldn’t be certain that I had killed anyone.

I hadn’t trained enough to create an aura or make a circle in my heart.

Inherently lacking any gifts, I appeared to have no power at all on the surface.

“Hmm… Would the gentleman over there care to have a conversation with me?” Lyra called out to me.

Feeling like a cow being led to the slaughterhouse, I made my way over to where Lyra was seated.