I Killed an Academy Player - Chapter 46
[ King of Iron Mountain (2) ]
-Quang! Quack!
The trees in the forest are swept away by the birch club wielded by an angry ogre.
Nature breaks down mercilessly. Watching the green traces bouncing into the sky makes us realize that nature damage is not the exclusive domain of humans.
“That guy is really strong.”
Twin Head Ogre.
Well, they’re basically two-headed conjoined twin ogres.
They say that deformed conjoined twins usually do not have a long lifespan due to poor immunity and high metabolism, but the conjoined twin monsters were twice as strong as regular monsters, as if they had eaten Godzilla’s bones.
How is this possible? Does it make sense to become stronger just by adding one more head?
“It’s a birch club…”
“Have you ever been hit?”
A corner of the forest. Old Man Harmon, who had taken cover with me, stared at me without taking out his weapon. Even after coming this far, it doesn’t seem like they have any intention of helping.
“When I was in middle school, I got scolded by my teacher and got into trouble.”
Of course, it wasn’t bigger than my height.
“You must have been such a disloyal student.”
“Subjectively, I think I belong to the category of model students.”
I went around beating up kids and smoking cigarettes. Although my grades were a bit poor, I still managed to do well.
“Okay. So… when are you going to catch it?”
“Let’s relax a little more. He’s a businessman. He’s a businessman.”
“…….”
Old Man Harmon chuckled and silently confirmed my choice.
A few days ago, when I first discovered the cave inhabited by Twin Head Ogre, I had no intention of rushing in foolishly.
Old Man Harmon and the people associated with the association who came as support just in case, do not help me.
If a really dangerous situation arises, I will stand up for myself, the test taker, but at that moment, my level test will be canceled.
First, we investigated the habitat around the Twin Head Ogre. Are there any other monsters around and how is the ecosystem created?
“Report the analysis results, Corin Locke.”
“Looking at the footprints around, there are many traces of ogres walking together with long hounds. Coexistence seems certain.”
“How many longhounds are there?”
“There are three.”
“Hoo? Are there only two footprints of four-legged beasts following the ogre’s footprints?”
“That’s because one is female and pregnant.”
Old Man Harmon grinned at my words, and the association guardians who came to evaluate me began to write down something.
“I think you already know the answer, but please explain it to me.”
“In addition to the footprints, there are traces of animals being dragged around. This means that they dragged the animals they hunted without eating them all on the spot.”
Although twin-headed ogres have a symbiotic relationship with long hounds, hunting is basically the hounds’ responsibility.
Ogres serve as weapons of war against foreign enemies. It is fulfilling its role by protecting the Long Hounds from other monsters.
“Neither ogres nor longhounds have the concept of storing food. They have kin who can’t move, so they probably get food for them.”
“excellent.”
– Squeak!
I can hear the association staff raising my evaluation.
“Now then, Corin Locke. How do you plan to hunt the immature Twin Head Ogre, a semi-1st level monster, and the Long Hound, a 3rd level monster?”
“For now, let’s drop the ogres and hounds.”
“how?”
“We are humans. We have to use our heads.”
It’s unfortunate for them, but I’m quite a professional in this field.
* * * *
As humans began to expand their power, cities were developed, roads were improved, and artificial objects were mushrooming on the continent, but natural objects still occupy most of the world.
No matter how much humans cut down trees,
remove humus soil and turn it into farmland, and no matter how
many animals lose in the competition for survival and disappear.
In the world, demonic beings that still threaten humans are majestically establishing themselves.
The ruler of this forest is also one of them.
For the Twin Head Ogre, who rules like a tyrant in a forest with few humans, this forest is like his own kingdom.
-Kung! Kkkkkkkkk!
Even today, I am satisfied with the game that the hunting dogs caught.
Large deer can prey on not only tyrants but also hunting dogs.
The hunting dogs bit off the legs of the last remaining deer and dragged it away. The tyrant walked leisurely through the foggy forest, as if taking a walk.
Even though it is not an adult, the ogre reaches a height of 4 meters and skillfully navigates the forest path and leads the hunting dogs.
Although they are the rulers of the forest, their scope of activity is basically limited. Even in a foggy forest, you will never lose your way back to your home.
-Kung! Wow!
It was the hunting dogs who noticed the strange incident. They reacted sensitively to unfamiliar smells that invaded their nest.
That’s because the female with her cub was alone in the nest.
This is a sad result of their carelessness because no one has invaded their territory since they became the rulers of the forest.
“bowl…!”
The ogre commands his hounds. The anxious hunting dogs urgently inspected the nest.
does not exist.
The female, who had given birth and had difficulty moving around, was nowhere to be seen.
-Kung! Kkkkkkkkk!
A colleague cries out. As if he had found traces of a female, there were traces of being dragged where he was.
It may be a trace that they once dragged their prey, but the smell is different.
The intruder dragged the female away.
-Kaoooooooo…!
-Aoooooooooo…!
The hunting dogs roar fiercely. A female member of the group realizes that her cub has been kidnapped and unleashes the fury of a pure beast.
The anger unleashed by the forest ruler and his minions made the entire forest tremble.
-Kung! Wow!
-Kkkkkkkkkk!
The two males, distorted by anger, urge each other with discordant sounds. You have to chase it. We have to go find the female.
The ogre accepted that obvious question without hesitation. In a symbiotic relationship that complements each other in the harsh life of nature, duties and rights are parallel.
Respond when a situation arises. The owners of the forest act on this obvious proposition.
The hounds run after the female’s scent, and the ogre follows.
Two hunting dogs running through a forest covered in faint fog. Smelling, tracking and running at the same time is not difficult for them.
-Kung!
Eyes cross as they run through the forest. The female’s scent becomes increasingly stronger. Additionally, the scent of the intruder who dragged the female away.
It’s always the same.
There is nothing that can shake them off in the forest.
The geography of the forest where they were born and raised is their courtyard. At the same time, its four legs, strong as a monster, dig through the ground made of humus and jump over strong tree trunks.
Now the foolish intruder will pay the price for disturbing the forest rulers.
-Keuong…….
“……!!”
“……!!”
End of the chase. What they saw was a female lying down making a mournful noise.
“Kung!”
“Kki…Kki….”
A female just moaned while lying on her stomach. One of the worse males runs toward the female. A person who becomes the father of a baby born to a female.
“Kung! Kwang!”
A male checks that his mate is safe by rubbing the bridge of his nose. Just as he was trying to escape while supporting the female…
-Click!
When the female’s body moved, something made a clicking sound and a rope made of twisted stems was pulled taut.
At the same time… a heavy log that had been abandoned in the forest rises up.
“Kung?”
Rising log. Another log connected to it begins to fall like inertia. The male, who was dragging the female, couldn’t react—
-Poof!
The entire face was blown off by the flying log.
“Kung! Kwang!”
A hunting dog that dodged a log flying towards them. Sensitive ears pick up the heightened alertness and unknown creepiness.
-Saaah!
Something falling through the air. As the hound rolled forward, sharp wooden stakes fell and became lodged in the spot where the hound had been a moment ago.
“Kung! Kwang!”
When I thought about how that stake would have pierced my head and spine, I felt sick to my bones. But that’s not the end of the falling stakes.
The stakes installed on the tree branches began to fall as if chasing hunting dogs.
-Papak! Papapak!
Hunting dogs running for survival, not for chase. The stakes fall as if chasing them.
“Krr…!”
However, the speed of the hunting dog running without any spurt approach is close to 70 km per hour. A hunting dog that goes faster than the falling stakes and checks the safety of the background.
…The stakes no longer fall.
The corners of his mouth that had been growling relaxed with relief. It was too late when he noticed something glowing underneath his stomach.
『 』 ─ Kenaz.
ᚲ ᚲ ᚲ ᚲ ᚲ ᚲ ᚲ ᚲ ᚲ ᚲ ᚲ ᚲ
Even if I had noticed, what would have changed? The flames covering the floor are too wide and dense to escape even at 70 km per hour.
-Howling!
There is no need to look any further than the fate of the hunting dog that was devoured by the flames rising from the ground.
-thud! thud! thud!
Lord of the forest. When the owner of the hunting dogs, Twin Head Ogre, arrived, all of the hunting dogs had already been killed.
A couple of hunting dogs got caught up in a log and one of them was caught in a fire spreading through the forest while trying to avoid a stake and was burned to death.
“Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaa……!!”
The two heads roar, sharing the same emotion.
The roar of a tyrant.
That figure is truly the ruler of the forest. But it doesn’t give you time to be sad. This is because the noose he inadvertently stepped on stimulated another trap.
Flying log trap. The two-headed ogre’s wide vision notices the incoming trap.
-Boo!
The two-headed giant swung his right arm holding the club without moving a single step.
-Quaang!
A log rising noisily with a crack on a birch tree club.
In addition, there were several traps that had not yet been activated, but they were of little significance in the face of the Twin Head Ogre’s unique wide viewing angle and monstrous power.
But the tyrant does not know. The hunting starts now.
* * * *
Twin Head Ogre, the ruler of this forest, is also a natural hunter.
Head No. 1 has a good eye. Head #2, who is good at smelling, has joined forces to take revenge on the hunting dogs, so it is not that difficult to follow the traces of the prey.
On the contrary, there are so many traces that it is almost ridiculous. This is a guy who can’t hide anything, not even footprints or smells. I can’t believe the hunting dogs were attacked by this guy.
Of course, the journey was not easy. This is because all kinds of traps blocked the path, as if to stop the ogre.
However, Twin Head Ogre is not even an adult, but is a quasi-first-class monster. I can sweep away any traps that might be the size of a hunting dog with the huge birch club I wield.
Occasionally it got stuck or stepped on sharp stakes, but these only caused scratches on the ogre’s thick hide.
However, contrary to expectations, on the first day, the ogre could not find its prey.
There is a clear trace, and although I am pursuing it persistently, I cannot reach it for some reason. It seemed like it was barely touching, but it didn’t.
Putting his regrets aside, he attacked the ogre while camping. 『 ᚺ ᚻ 』 ─
An attack that cannot be responded to if one of Haglarz’s two heads is not awake.
The remaining heads of the Twin Head Ogre also woke up as hail fell from the sky.
The hail was nothing special. Just a few small hailstones fell on the ogre. Other than that, it is an attack that has no meaning.
However, it is true that I was annoyed that my sleep was interrupted. The ogre expressed its anger by mercilessly striking the trees around it.
Since then, these sabotage operations have continued.
When I tried to fall asleep, hail fell like ghosts. If you try to ignore it as if it’s not a big deal after it happens a few times, a stone filled with fire will fly out and burn the surrounding area.
The chase took place during the early hours of the morning and created chaos in the surrounding area, but the prey still showed only vague traces and never showed up.
It’s been three days like that.
I realize. They say they are being hunted.
The ogre was mentally exhausted as he had injuries all over his body from rune magic and nature traps and had not been able to sleep for several days.
The most resistance an ogre can offer is to run around with wounds full of burns and abrasions and randomly destroy the surroundings.
When I realized that my position as a hunter had been reversed and I had become the prey, only grief and anger remained.
“hi.”
The afternoon of the third day. A hunter appeared.
“Whoa, why bother? Let’s get one of you. Let’s finish this quickly.”
A hunter who harasses you so persistently and then confronts you while saying mean things.
“Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…!”
The ogre roars.
Corin also lowers his posture like an animal.
The two shared the fateful time like sprinters waiting for the sound of a gunshot.
1 second.
The ogre runs.
Corrin runs.
The spearman, who was running like a gust of wind toward the huge ogre, took advantage of the momentum and took a big leap.
A body leaping into the air. At the very end, the ogre twists the corner of its mouth towards the hunter who exposed such a huge loophole.
The moment it lands, I will hit that small body with a 2m long birch club. However, the ogre’s evil plan had to be limited to imagination.
Goesan Oeui (壞山奧義),
no altruism, no harm, no striking strike (宏擊打)
A spearman leaps into the air and launches a javelin.
This is truly a creative source. Original usage. It is a blow that boasts the most powerful destructive power that a human with bare hands can deliver.
-Gwaaaaaaa!!
A spear strikes, cutting through the air.
The moment the ogre inadvertently raised his club, the two weapons collided… The club that had been hitting various places for three days cracked.
-Boom!
The birch club disappeared from above. An incomprehensible storm passed by and the upper part of my right shoulder was blown off.
“Kwaaaaaa?!”
A spear soldier lands with a devastating javelin and runs without losing momentum. Although it was an ogre full of pain, its two heads had a wide viewing angle.
He stretched out his huge arms towards the charging Korin, but he had already jumped into the arms of the ogre.
Eight Trigrams (混元抖)
– A long shot
that pierces the ogre’s solar plexus. The compressed internal power of the whole body is violently released from the dantian.
These are the three major seasons of the Eight Trigrams. The shock transmitted internally is transmitted to the ogre’s intestines. -Boom
!
The twin-headed ogre falls to its knees. The monster suffered internal injuries from the impact that exploded inside, and blood poured out from its two mouths. “What… I filled the
Auror core to the brim… but I’m going to use it.” You didn’t even have a chance.”
Is this all it takes for a semi-1st rank that isn’t even 1st rank?
Korin, who had been preparing for the decisive battle while concentrating all the Aurors on the core for the past few days, looked helpless.
* * * *
Merkava The academy’s underground experiment building.
This place, where all kinds of test subjects are gathered, is the biggest reason why professors in the Department of Magic reject the love calls of the Magic Tower and work at the academy. Professor
Goldsmith Dana, who has been working for 15 years this year, is a little more active than usual. I wore heavy makeup and a slightly stronger perfume.
This meant that my skin troubles and body odor from not washing my face had gotten worse due to continued overtime work.
“Professor Dana.”
“Oh, are you a student at Marie?”
For the past few days, I have been conducting experiments as an assistant professor. Marie, who was helping her, helped her with the experiment in a fresh and fresh state that had not changed at all from before.
‘Wow… Look at her beautiful skin. Is she young…’
Professor Dana’s skin can never be said to be bad. . On the contrary, because she is a magician, she looks much younger than others.
However, if she were to see real baby skin in front of her, she wouldn’t dare stand next to her. The skin
is white and firm, and is so soft that it feels like it would wrap around your finger like glutinous rice cake if you press it!
The freshness of a girl in her prime . Marie had a lot to live up to, but what made her questionable was that she also stayed up all night under similar conditions.
“Student Marie… didn’t you help me a lot these past few days?”
“Ugh, didn’t you?”
Even she was aware of it. Even though she volunteered for the experiment, I wonder if it’s wrong for a teacher to make a student work overtime for more than three days.
However, Marie showed off her surprisingly strong physical strength and was doing more work than Professor Dana.
There may be some freckles around the eyes, but they are fresh to the point of being unnatural.
‘Is it because he’s a vampire?’
Marie, who had recently awakened as a vampire, was a hot potato in the Department of Magic. How many magic professors rushed to prove that she was safe and rational enough?
Normally, vampires had pale skin and were weak to sunlight, but in Marie’s case, it was concluded that she was an elder-level vampire who had been around for over a hundred years.
Even for vampires, the elder level, which is right after the monarch level, is outside the standard… that is, it is a special class that cannot be measured, so how powerful is the ‘monarch-level vampire’ that is considered a legend?
As a scholar, I was stimulated by many questions and a sense of exploration, but that is not important now.
“Student Marie. What is the condition of the monsters needed for the ‘King of the Iron Mountain’ experiment?”
“Oh yes. They are well quarantined.”
“Thanks to student Marie, I think we will be able to conduct more detailed experiments. With Majer and the special vampires of the Dingle Peninsula… I think tremendous magical advancements will be made.”
“Haha……”
Marie smiled in a rare, awkward way. Dana instantly realized she had made a mistake.
“Ah, that’s not what I meant. Of course, it was unfortunate that student Marie awakened as a vampire. Well, I made a mistake.”
“No, it’s okay.”
“Student Marie?”
“You probably don’t think it matters whether I’m a vampire or not.”
“Yes?”
“That’s right! I forgot to feed the monsters! I’m sorry, I was distracted!”
“Hmm… There is no need for Marie to do such chores.”
“No! It’s safer if I go!”
“Ugh…”
Professor Dana couldn’t bear to deny those words.
It was only the day before yesterday that we had to ask for consolation money, medical expenses, and even psychological compensation for an employee who was seriously injured while feeding the monsters.
The budget has become tight due to the purchase of first-class monsters such as King Tyrant and Demonic Dragon for experiments, but are there serious injuries again?
Let alone running out of budget, the experiment may be judged unsuitable for safety reasons.
“Please do me a favor.”
“Yes~”
Marie took advantage of the budget struggle to get food to give to the monsters.
-Quite a sum! Quack!
-cackle!!
A corner of the second basement level of the experiment building. A loud noise that can be heard even in a large hallway.
The level 4 monsters, Pang Boer, could not bear the stress of the narrow cage and collectively emitted discordant sounds.
Professor Dana was said to have caught a large number of flatbore, which had increased due to the recent breeding season, and ended up buying them out of greed.
Even though the unit price had dropped, seeing hundreds of level 4 monsters being destroyed at once might have made one skeptical about the wizards’ sense of money, but Marie didn’t think anything of it.
-Quite cute!?
-Pretty cute?
– Quite…
– Quite…
– Kiing
The howling of the animals, which had been screaming loudly as soon as they heard the sound of people’s footsteps, began to die down.
The change was noticeable every time Marie’s pretty white shoes made a sound as she stepped on the stone floor.
-Clap!
A small hand touches the iron cage where hundreds of long-bore fish are crowded. Then a suffocating silence began.
…………
…………
…………
They were extremely ferocious long-bore fish, but when Marie approached them, they He clearly looks nervous and doesn’t know what to do.
Some pangboar whine and hide with their faces buried in the buttocks of their own species.
-Clap!
An ordinary employee would have sprinkled food through the bars, but Marie took the risk of opening the bars and entered the cage.
The staff members who were throwing food outside of the cage suddenly rushed in and bit the arm, but when Marie entered, time stopped as if it had stopped.
“Let’s eat.”
Overwhelmed by the ear radiating from Marie’s voice and gaze, the pangboers lined up neatly in front of her, even though they were trembling.
Marie gives chunks of chicken to the shivering panboar and also puts a small stone in them each. The stones mixed with the food were not given by the staff.
-Well, well, well!
It was the moment when Pang Boer, who had been devouring chicken in front of her, chewed up a stone.
-Quad!
-talent?!
Marie grabbed Pangboer’s tusk like a ghost. Marie grabs a tusk twice as big as her small hand and pulls it up with amazing strength.
The pangboar struggled and flailed in the air, but with its weight of nearly 400 kg, it was unable to escape from Marie, who grabbed its tusks.
– Wow! Crash!
The sharp tusks crack from the unimaginable grip strength.
“weird.”
The golden eyes of the girl with fresh water-colored hair slowly turn red.
Animals use their instinctive sixth sense to feel the ghostly spirit of a beast disguised as a girl through their skin.
-Quite….
-Keeeeee…….
Only one of its kind was caught, but all the topbore stopped as if frozen.
Those who were watching were also like that, and the Pangboer, which was lifted up by Marie by its tusks, was now even incontinent.
“I told you so.”
Bright yellow liquid dripping from the trembling hind legs. The farm girl, who is used to the smell of manure, doesn’t care about the foul smell that forms a puddle.
“Don’t chew the rock. Swallow it whole.”
Now, the completely stained red evil eye is weighing down the Pang Boers.
Hundreds of longboar hungrily swallowed the rocks in front of them as if competing.