Episode 391
The inside of the empty academy that hasn’t even been properly named yet.
There are no students, but zombies exist.
No, it was spectacle to see things that had changed to resemble zombies and walked around sluggishly.
It was an example that directly showed what happens when humans are driven to extreme situations.
“Save me...”
I walked out with a relieved expression, leaving behind the nearly dying wizards, and gave a relaxed smile while leaving the almost half-corpse faculty members behind.
As expected, there is nothing that cannot be replaced with human beings, whether it be technicians or professors.
Didn’t the answer come out just by looking at Archbishop Alice, who hadn’t been able to sleep properly for several days and begged for mercy?
Of course, unlike them, mental strength alone was only a familiar hardship to me.
In my experience with more serious training than this, it was nothing more than a simple workout.
This speed is enough for the faculty, so now all that remains is to secure students who will grow into monsters.
He was running the academy like a business, but it didn’t matter. Actually, that’s what I need to do.
It all started with a promise to let Mew go to school.
In the process, it is enough if you can help the bereaved families of the meritorious people who deserve to be treated.
country differences?
All of them risked their lives for one purpose, so what does it matter where they come from?
“Davey didn’t teach Barris or Winry anything like that?”
“Because everyone grows up differently.”
I said calmly and looked at Eonisha, who was making a big pond while worrying about the dwarves.
Considering that he was immersed in his work quite hard for a man with a teary face, his body seemed honest even if his mouth said he didn’t like it.
“Aina.”
I silently looked at him and called out the one who was quietly hiding in the shadows.
“yes.”
“Have you still got any information about those two women?”
“There is still no information about a woman named Uld.”
I didn’t think something would come out in such a short time.
“But, as you said, after examining several characteristics of a woman named Verdande, I found only one.”
“Why do you tell me now?”
At my words, she gave me a pouty expression.
“You didn’t tell me.”
She was the one who gave an answer that was so disappointing that the listeners were embarrassed.
It was a sound that would turn white in my head normally, but I lightly brushed off a ring on my hand without hesitation.
“Meramong.”
Slowly...
At the same time, liquid-like things that gurgled on the floor began to gather and form a shape.
He just silently watched me and waited as if he still needed to improve on the language part due to the addition of various functions.
“Tie him up.”
At my words, Meramond, who completed the form, transformed one hand into dozens of tentacles in an instant and sent them out.
“What?!”
Aina withdrew from me, swallowing a saliva that sounded like a scream.
“Eh... anyway, that’s a bit...”
she protested with a drawn-out face.
At such a subject, her face turned red and her breath became rough.
“Say it when it is good. I make my judgment.”
After stopping Meramont again, I quietly warned him.
This damn dark elf named Aina Helishana has perverted tendencies to the point where any action is tantamount to a reward.
“I mentioned the existence of a fairy in the list of judgments of heretic judges before.”
Glancing at Meramont, she passed on the information she had obtained.
“A fairy?”
“What are you doing here? I said...”
“Um... Prince Davey.”
He asked me with a blue face.
“Do you... have a grudge against me?”
It was a desperate voice.
* * *
“Aaaaaaaa!!”
Archbishop Alice, screaming and randomly throwing things in her hands, showed herself that hysteria is like this.
“It’s a monster... That human is a monster!”
Alice had been nominated as a saintess candidate since she was young, and had a history of ambition.
In order to become a definite saint woman candidate, she did everything she could without crossing the last line.
After struggling and struggling while saving sleep, she saw the light and thanks to that, except for a few in the Holy Kingdom, she has a level that is astonishing for her divine magic.
but.
The holy magic training method taught by that terrible saint was truly ignorant.
Divine magic is not the main thing for priests. The most important thing is a sincere mindset.
But Davey said that.
[First, let’s improve our skills. After that, to know the truth of the world is to worship God. Are you sincere? How can I remodel the mind that is different for each person? They’re not the first ones to come in.]
He locked her in a magic circle full of divine power and began to suffer indefinitely.
[The most important element of divine magic is the horse. It is proficiency. From now on, I will steal all of Archbishop Alice’s holy magic. And I’m going to write it all to Archbishop Alice. If you want to live, you shouldn’t let it be taken away, right? Haha]
I can hear...
I can hear footsteps in the distance.
It must be the alter ego transformed from his hair, or Nabal, unlike the main body that went to find the knights who were scattered and hidden.
It’s really shocking to know that he’s being toyed with even by a mere clone, but the important thing is that he’s coming.
With a face full of dark circles, Alice opened the door and looked at the boy with a bright smile
.
Then, he prayed desperately towards the Lord Pria.
‘Goddess Pria, who has given me. Please give me a handful of your kindness and mercy as your lamb is groaning...’ If you
believe, miracles will surely come.
“Prince Davey... as us people to people please...”
“Let’s get started.”
There were no miracles.
* * *
Wizards who came to Heinz Manor on the recommendation of Hellison Balestia were usually from the 4th to 5th circles.
Some of them had heard rumors about Prince Davey, some had been recommended by Hellison.
Originally, Ulis, who was working on the project, was supposed to come, but his joining was delayed considerably because the project had not yet been completed.
Since I came first, I wonder if I can know more.
The wizards, who could even sell their souls for their desire for exploration, thought so.
But it was twisted from the start.
[You guys are different from kids, right? They are all strong adults. Patience is good too. So I’ll increase the intensity a little bit. From now on, you can interpret the formulas written on the parchment I gave you. how? Think for yourself. But if I can’t solve it within an hour...]
What followed was a spell of hellish magic.
I could see in reality that a wizard could be on such a different level, but it was no longer a requirement.
Hell unfolds the moment you fail to change randomly to solve a problem using an unknown formula.
Of course, in order to survive, wizards had no choice but to be more desperate than anything they had ever done.
It’s good to provide a lot of reference books on where the money came from, but they wondered if they had ever practiced magic and studied formulas so desperately in their lives.
Jerk... Jerk...
And.
When the time was up, they heard the footsteps of the devil-like saint calling hell.
“Oh oh... Goddess Freea, please...”
the 70-plus-year-old muttered in a desperate voice.
The most godless sorcerer.
The way to make God cry out was quite simple.