I Killed an Academy Player - Chapter 87
[ Ipdong (2) ]
“Hwaran. I think you should go first.”
The meeting with the spirit illusionist ended sooner than expected. Attach the amulet prepared in advance to the chain and you are done.
Thanks to Lan, I no longer need a talisman to stabilize my mind.
In the first place, the core of the golden chain was the chain of Protestantism. Because it was these ‘Chains of Zeon’ enforced by the saint’s prayers.
“meeting?”
“Yes, may I take you there?”
“……huh.”
Normally, Hwaran would have just said she would run, but today, for some reason, she wanted to go back to the dormitory even just a minute sooner.
‘If I go quickly, I can have lunch with my brother!’
Lan’s pout did not play a significant role in her decision-making. At least that’s what Hwa thought.
-Jeeeeee!
Right in front of the dormitory. Jump down with Josephine’s space magic.
“I’m going in.”
“Yes, I will be home before dinner too.”
Josephine disappears as the space opens again.
‘Let’s go, let’s go!’
Hwaran walks at a pace 1.3 times faster than usual, even though no one told him to. As I opened the front door and entered, the delicious smell coming from the backyard irritated my nose.
“……potato.”
‘Let’s go!’
There are no fallen leaves to step on in the backyard, which has been thoroughly cleaned. It looks like Corinne and Marie finished the cleaning neatly.
Hwaran arrived at the backyard without going through the front door and was able to see a giant toy roasting potatoes in a bonfire made from fallen leaves.
-Kung.
Deokgu discovers himself and makes a short noise. Soon, Hwaran begins to see beyond the sunroom.
‘…….’
Two familiar silhouettes beyond the glass window.
Corin Locke and Marie Dunareff.
They hug each other and are in close contact.
“……”
Hwaran quietly watches the scene from the backyard.
Our chests are so close that we wonder if we can hear each other’s hearts.
The aqua-haired girl with her face buried in the nape of the boy’s neck lets out a gasping sound and indulges in the boy’s nape.
The boy hugs the girl who pats her shoulder and squeezes her.
What a special act that is.
How many bonds and time did it take to build up such an act without hesitation?
‘…It’s vampires. Normal.’
“…….”
I know. Due to Marie Dunareff’s racial characteristics, vampirism is necessary.
In particular, since the act of sucking human blood is linked to the accumulation of power, it is understandable that he would borrow his blood, which has excellent regenerative abilities.
however.
Understanding and understanding are different areas.
Regardless of necessity, it felt cowardly. I don’t know why I thought that way.
“……”
Hwaran slowly watches the scene with a dazed mind. He cannot take his eyes off the girl who is in love with him.
I said we would look for it together.
They said they would help. You said you would be with me.
know. Know.
It turns out that he isn’t the only person to whom this shy boy is kind.
That kind of goodwill was also directed towards the vampire girl.
I know, but it was throbbing.
Did he have the arrogance to think he was special?
Why does the sight of these two people make my heart throbbing in the first place?
can not understand. I don’t understand fire. All I can do is watch it in peril.
and.
We meet.
The vampire girl’s red, mysterious gaze crossed mine.
The other person also noticed my presence.
Marie’s eyes turn to Hwaran. What is filled with that red gaze is the desire to show off, saying, ‘You and I are different.’
He wipes the blood from the corner of his mouth with his tongue and scratches the nape of his neck, where the bleeding has not stopped yet.
Red gazes intersecting.
The long, sharp, torn gaze was never the gaze of a senior or junior.
* * * *
The information industry may seem like a collection of intelligent elites, but the reality is far from it.
In this world where long-distance communication is all about communication between precious wizards and magicians, information is something that requires the skill and skill of people.
The primary source of such information is not intelligence agents, but bar workers.
Even people with a tight mouth tend to open their mouths without any hesitation in front of the workers.
“sister…!”
The fountain pen, which was moving rhythmically, stops.
“What.”
A woman with a sharp sense of reason that could be described as a bar clerk. Lenya Claire glanced at the receptionist who came into the office.
“Hogu! I caught a tiger!”
Hogu. It refers to a rich ant at a gambling table.
In essence, a bar can serve many purposes. It is natural for prostitution businesses and gambling establishments to form.
However, bars in back alleys are basically dark places, so rich nobles and merchants hang out in their own social venues.
In other words, if you are a rich fanatic who gambles in a back alley bar rather than a noble house…
“Guardian?”
“I thought it was a knight?”
“It’s a pain in the ass. Win in moderation and lose in moderation. Go into entertainment mode.”
Knights are literally superhumans. Able to blow off the head of an adult male with one punch.
The gangsters in the back alleys who go on a rampage just because they lost money cannot handle it.
“I…”
“What is it?”
“I already emptied my bag of gold coins.”
“…….”
Okay. In this case, I can only hope that the hot guy has a decent personality.
-Quaang! Quasi profit!
-The boss, come out!
Damn it.
I guess I got lucky today. Lenya sighed and left the office.
“Just in case, bring the Ren Ron siblings.”
I was teaching the wolf beast brothers and sisters whom I had recently been assigned to as a ‘long-term commission’. I was told to teach basic infiltration and information gathering, but I guess I can use it for things like this.
Lenya headed to the underground illegal house, where she saw a man named Knight causing a ruckus.
“You know who I am! Oh! You know who I am! Don’t…! I’m in trouble with the boss! I’ve done everything, mom!”
“Ah, teacher, please let go of this hand…!”
The knight was certainly a knight. That’s also an article that Lenya knows.
A pony-haired boy with a wild look. At first glance, he only appears to be a young man, so no one seems to have doubted his age.
“…What on earth are you doing here?”
Corin Locke, also a student at the academy. He is wreaking havoc by grabbing the wrist of a professional Tazza whom Lenya disguised as a guest at the house.
“Haa… bring me here.”
“Uh, sister? What if I go and get beaten to death?”
“Okay, bring him here. Say I called you.”
After a while.
“Hey~ Madame Rema. Is your spirit clear?”
“Haa… It’s not a place for minors, boss.”
Lenya Claire. A junior officer of the Intelligence Guild.
Currently, she has become a mid-level executive in recognition of her contributions. Her boss would be the guild leader of the Information Guild.
However, Corin Locke is neither an employee nor an officer of the Intelligence Guild. He is just a well-known knight attending Merkava Academy.
Nevertheless, Lenya was calling Corin Locke her boss.
“I heard you opened a business, so I came to take a look. Was it useful? My information.”
“Yes, Western Count Manyoshka’s secret cross-dressing hobby, or renowned craftsman Kiri the Ladybug’s equipment enhancement scam… things like that.”
Corin Locke, whom she had been in contact with since around August, made her a suggestion.
I will provide you with valuable information to help you rise to the top of the guild, so be my hand and limb for the next three years.
Buy information with information. Although it is close to such a concept, it is somewhat perplexing to Lenya.
The information brought by Corin Locke is all valuable enough to be classified as level 1 or level 2.
With that kind of information, it would be possible to make deals with top executives of the Intelligence Guild.
I don’t understand why they are trying to raise him from scratch and put him in a key position in the information guild.
“How much authority does a mid-level executive have?”
“In this city, you can access all kinds of information. For example, about the teddy bear maker that Josephine Clara is secretly supporting?”
“I already know that.”
“…It was semi-level 1 information.”
This is information about the private lives of witches in the semi-special wizard space that also appear in history textbooks. I don’t know how this person knows that.
“This is additional information that will increase your merit. By your standards, I think it would be semi-special information if you do at least level 1.”
“…Are you serious?”
“Royal civil servant Edna, Grade 4 officer. Her last name is Rostania.”
“You’re an ordinary office worker, right?”
“What if the official is the SM Queen who rules over a dozen high-ranking royal officials and even nobles?”
“……………………….”
The silence was long. It is easy to access information about those who have walls that are difficult to talk about on this floor, but this is on a different level.
A Dominant who whips high-ranking officials and nobles?
This is a huge scandal and has endless uses depending on how you approach it. If this is true, it will immediately become material that can be used to ‘threaten’ those high-ranking nobles.
“If this is true…”
“It’s not true. I experienced it myself.”
“what?”
“She was like a female leopard. She almost got eaten.”
“…What does the boss really do? If you have the intelligence to find out this much information, do you really need me?”
“I only know what I know. I only know what I know.”
For now, Lenya memorized this shocking information in her mind. If you have this much information, you should keep it to yourself. I have to eat and digest it on my own without reporting it to the higher-ups.
“This information. Report it officially.”
“…Why? It’s beneficial to eat this alone.”
“That’s not true. You only get credit for reporting this information. Someone else can use it.”
“It’s a shame… why?”
“The opponent is a literal queen who whips up high-ranking government officials and nobles. If you approach it clumsily, you will be crushed.”
Corin makes a horrifying prediction that there is a high probability that the Information Guild will collapse.
“That’s right. If something like that happens, the top executives will be split up…”
“You will have to fill that position.”
“Crazy boss. So… what information do you want by making me a high-ranking official?”
“This is information you can’t even access at this stage. For now, just do whatever I tell you to do.”
“Okay, now that I think about it, the official application for ‘Guardians’ has arrived.”
“I told you to make a ghost shop, right? In name, you are the supply officer for our Guardians.”
“You must be suspicious of my relationship with the boss?”
“I told you to be suspicious. This is proof that you are officially under my protection. Actually, I feel a little uneasy just because of my actions.”
“Marie Dunareff. The enemy daughter of the Southern Potato Empire. No fool would mess with a member of the Guardians where she is.”
“Damn, why was I the only one who didn’t know? Information is biased like this…”
The boss laments in sorrow. There’s no way Marie Dunareff didn’t know that it was Dunareff of the Potato Empire, so there must be something she didn’t know.
“……What are you talking about?”
“It’s no big deal. What I’m asking you for this time is… information about the eastern part.”
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After a while, Corin stood up to leave the office. Lenya will organize the information he gave and faithfully carry out his instructions.
“right.”
“What is it again?”
“Educate the Tazzas again. The sound of the hem being removed was too loud
. ” “Get out.”
“Pay for it with my own money!”
“…….”
* * * *
Late at night, Josephine tidied up her clothes in time for bedtime.
After letting down her hair and changing into comfortable lingerie, she was putting on her makeup in front of the dressing table. Finishing her
daily routine. It was just as she was performing her last routine before going to bed.
– Knock knock
. Someone knocked on the door. There was a hard knock on the door. I thought it was Corinne Locke, but she had already submitted an application for a stay-out in the afternoon and left the academy.
“Student Marie?”
“…It’s me.”
The owner of the voice was an unexpected visitor. As expected, this girl This is because she has not visited her room even once this year.
“Please come in.”
Since she was a woman who did not feel the need to cover her bare skin, Josephine allowed the girl’s visit. Even though she was a strict housemaster, she was loose at night. –
Squeak
Hwaran opened the door and walked into the room. She was wearing cute pajamas, different from her usual nun uniform.
“It’s a big deal. I never thought you would visit at this hour. “Is this Ran’s request?”
“……No.”
Was it Hwa-ran’s will? Josephine didn’t even know what was going on.
“What’s going on?”
“…”
Hwaran didn’t answer for a while. . The appearance of silence is as usual, but the mouth gaping and the pupils moving to every corner of the room make you feel uncomfortable.
“…….”
Josephine has been a professor for a long time. That’s how prestigious she is.
Students who usually come to us for consultation who find it difficult to speak. Even if they muster up the courage, they can’t keep their mouths shut. It’s
really surprising that it’s Hwaran who does that typical behavior, but in times like this, it’s his duty as an adult professor to make it easier for him to speak up. That’s the key.
Josephine lightly walked across the carpeted room with bare feet and sat down on the bed. She tapped the mat next to her. “…….” Understanding the signal, she carefully came over and sat
down
. Hwaran:
“Is this counseling? Don’t worry, just say it.”
“This is about a friend.”
“…….”
Here, Josephine is not a cold-blooded woman who harshly points out, “You don’t have any friends.
” “What… did your friend say? ”
“They say that when you’re with a certain person, your heart becomes soft.”
“Is that so?”
The Iron-Blooded Heroine. Senior Professor Josephine Clara maintained a poker face that didn’t break even during the witch hunt and focused on the story. “Yes
. . They say it feels fluffy, like riding on a cloud. They say it makes a lot of noise when you hold it. Sometimes my heart throbs and I feel like I’m drowning in a swamp.” ”
I see… I see.” It was
so serious, it couldn’t have been serious given that the consultation was being given by Holland. But
it was completely unexpected, so Josephine couldn’t even say anything. .
The image of Hwaran that is still inside her is still a special magic. It’s like a time bomb that doesn’t know when it will explode.
But when Lee Da-ji looks at the girl who met her pitiful first love, she realizes again. This child is also a girl in the end.
‘Educator You’re disqualified.’
Josephine was keenly aware of her own shortcomings. The Iron Lady calmed herself down and patted Hwaran on the shoulder with a warm smile.
“Yes. The Dutch party… no, the Dutch friend is having such concerns. In other words, I don’t know what to do about that person… Is that so?”
“… Yes.”
This is love advice.
It is a request for salvation made by a girl who has met her first love with difficulty.
Josephine reads the first page of the girl’s youth. I will use 100% of my 100 years and 17 years of experience to create beautiful memories that will be beautifully decorated.
‘The grand prize winner… I guess it’s Corin Locke.’
That boy who is a spearman with a strange female attire. There is no other man that Hwaran comes into contact with.
That sincere and mature freshman is such a born libertine that a second-year female student reports that he may be a fraudster. Of course,
his personality and morality are Yes, Josephine admits it, but a wolf-like boy who probably has a lot of experience with women would have a harsh level of difficulty for a new chick like Hwaran. “
That friend’s lover…”
“I didn’t say he was the lover. .”
“Anyway. I guess it means there are a lot of the same women around me, right?”
“…….”
Hwaran remembers. Aside from the shocking scenes she saw during the day, there are many women she knows from common classes and life in general. She
calmly joins in during family time. When he gets the results or goes out into the city, he exchanges warm greetings with young women.
I don’t think there has ever been a time when the opposite sex wasn’t around.
-Nod,
too.
I guessed it, but he is a born libertine. Josephine gave a fluffy kitten to a wolf. I sighed at having to let him go, but focused on the task at hand.
“Listen carefully, Hwaran. Opportunities don’t come often. Men who have a lot of opposite sex around do not approach others on their own. Because women come to you automatically.”
The popular romance novel “101 Ways to Capture That Man,” read by a novice witch in the prime of her youth about 100 years ago, was a dating textbook for girls of the time. “Behavior is bold and passionate
. to do. Otherwise, you cannot achieve love. Those who get in the way are immediately put away.”
The unfortunate thing for the girls who are entering their youth is that
their counselor is a 117-year-old Goldsmith witch whose only dating experience is a stray dog who roams around the neighborhood female dogs and a romance novel she read 100 years ago
. Since both (花) and Ran (蘭) were girls with very little experience, they took the advice based on boring romance novels straight away. ‘Did you hear? Dating is a direct purchase. Direct purchase!
‘
“…Love?”
Hwa tilts her head and asks what that means. Ran feels frustrated and beats her chest, but Hwa just asks if her heart is pounding too. ‘Look, I saw that
man who I borrowed from Professor Josephine . 101 ways to conquer…!’
“…Fall.”
Hwaran didn’t particularly want to beat up Corin. There wasn’t a need for more than a hundred methods to capture Corin in the first place.
“I’ll just go and defeat him. I’m stronger than Corin.”
‘Squeeze it out?’
“Why?”
‘Hmm… that might not be a bad idea. Flip the book. Page 117.’
In response to Ran’s words, Hwa opens the 33rd edition of “101 Ways to Capture That Man” borrowed from Josephine. ”
If necessary, forceful means. Drop him on the bed.”
There was a subheading like that.
“But this cannot be written hastily .” It’s a card.’
“Why?”
Isn’t this a story about taking over the castle called Corin? You can just crush it with force, so what’s the problem? I
already had a record of falling into bed during a group project. My memories of that time are blurry, but Corin was happy and shook his head. I still remembered stroking it.
‘Look here. The heroine said that this is a last resort.’
“…The last resort.”
‘So this is the last resort. When that time comes, I’ll leave it to Hwa.’
“…Okay,”
the real Ran continued, raising the frames of her glasses, which she wasn’t even pretending to wear.
‘If you want to attack the castle, the first thing you need to do is the castle walls. Marie, that person is the gatekeeper.’
“…Gatekeeper.”
To attack the castle, you have to defeat the gatekeeper. And that gatekeeper is Marie Dunareff.
“Hit me?”
‘Your brother will hate you if you do that.’
“What should I do?”
‘Leave it to me. I will handle it.’
The decisive battle soon came.
“You don’t like me, do you?”
It was the beginning of World War I.
[Ipdong (2)] End