Chapter 384

After visiting Mr. Valkun, every day passed smoothly.

Unfortunately, I couldn’t get in touch with the shadow feet. If he had come a day earlier, he would have been able to meet him, but he said it was after he had left the capital because of a request. He said he would deliver the words when he came back later, but it was a disappointing ending in many ways because we don’t know when that will happen.

Other than that, it was all about talking about meeting people separately as promised at dinner.

To be honest, Ragnis was the one who scared me the most, but rather than saying anything about my recklessness, it seemed that I was more concerned about the fact that I wasn’t a great help in such a situation, so it suddenly became a comforting atmosphere. Still, it was recent news from Lord Renisa that she began to receive intense training more enthusiastically, perhaps as if her mental strength had been strengthened as well as her physical body. At this rate, Little Ekatrina might really be complete.

Cheryl was just Cheryl.

She reacted the most calmly, probably because she saw the head of the Great Devil cut in the first place. While I went to work at the academy and read and unwrapped items that were no different from Seneran’s workbooks, she occasionally showed up and asked me about what happened in the West. . I wondered why she didn’t go back to her family this vacation... But I didn’t bother asking because I heard from Master that there were only a few people who stayed in the dormitory and studied and practiced on their own this time.

Seneran took all the tools and investigated, listened to, and recorded the changes in my body until the moment I left for Mandela Port with the Gaendal Party.

“I was told not to wear it in front of priests and wizards, but why in front of a hero and a saint...?”

In the process, I heard the story of the battle with the great devil, which I hadn’t been able to do before, and almost caused a match, but I managed to calm it down and let it go. Since it’s a long-term request, I can’t come back for a week or two, so I urge you to study hard.

A week passed like that, and now only the academy comes and goes, and the days continue to solve the customized workbooks Seneran left behind.

“If I had studied this much in my previous life, would my salary have changed?”

The more I study, the more I realize that I have no talent for magic, but unlike humans, who have separate mana and aura, the demons use only one mana, so they are full of areas that can be applied, so they are not particularly discouraged. It wasn’t too hard to understand. It was only natural that magic would not have spread as much in the world if it had been knowledge that only a very few could enjoy in the first place.

The only downside is that relying on talent and intuition eats up a lot because it is just a science where the bizarre analogy of door and emotional mathematics seems very appropriate. After studying for the amount of time I had set in advance, I stood up with a long stretch, made coffee, and hugged and stroked Laika, who was sneaking up on my lap.

The faculty building was quiet. It was the students who stayed and studied autonomously, not the professors. At least until recently, Master stayed with me to help me study, but it’s already been over an hour since he was away due to work at the royal family. There were no people in the other professor’s offices, so for a while, only the sound of boiling coffee, the magic stone stove running, and the sound of the wind could be heard.

It was around the time the coffee was boiling that a new noise came in.

-smart.

To be honest, I was terribly surprised. It took me a while to accept that I couldn’t even hear footsteps, let alone pretend to be present, even though I was paying attention to the sounds around me.

I don’t want to be arrogant, but it makes no sense. The marble floor made a certain sound of footsteps unless someone deliberately and carefully walked on it.

I also didn’t like the fact that I couldn’t tell who was standing outside because there were no windows in the corridors or half of the doors were made of glass like the school in my previous life. As if reading my tension, Laika, who was in my arms, quickly descended to the floor.

“Come on in.”

“...why did you arm yourself and kill the presence?”

“Mo, come secretly. Bo, you can’t see it.”

“...Come in.”

Although they were called inside, the fact that they were in a state of insanity remained unchanged.

The reason I saw it in the dragon subjugation? Then it must be clear that I came for the decapitation of demons then. The problem is that he never imagined that he would be talking about it in the form of being alone with a saint.

“Do you want coffee?”

“Ah, yes. Thank you.”

‘You are a demon because you use magic. die!’ If I had come with the meaning, I would not have come alone like this. Considering that I didn’t tell Esmue, it would be right that I was faithfully keeping the request I had given at the time. But in such a situation, the warrior secretly came to me and checked something? Even using an unknown divine power that erases his own existence?

I didn’t mean to be struck by such a timid development of someone who looked so timid and stabbed me in the stomach with a cleaver. and opened his mouth slowly.

“It’s nothing else, I came because of what you showed me last time in the underground waterway...”

“I don’t think I showed you one or two things.”

“Yeah, I did. Ah, the demons’ necks... at the same time...chhack!

” It looked very stupid, but that could have been all acting.

“I understand. I thought the day would come when we would talk about it later, but I didn’t expect to talk only with the saintess like this.”

“I-I thought so too, but first of all, it might be better for Zeke to talk about it in advance, so I-I came here.”

“...what did you want to talk about?”

It was a tone that made people go crazy, but it was only stuttering and not incoherent, so there was no inconvenience in understanding. The saintess stopped talking for a moment at my question, carefully put her coffee cup on the table next to her, and looked at me as she grabbed the staff she was holding in her arms for a moment.

And he asked a question in a neat form that couldn’t be found in the tone of the moment before.

“Are you the devil’s champion?”

At that moment, for some reason, the saintess’ eyes seemed to glow with a silver light.