Episode 101: An angel meets the dean (6)
The referee had seen a scene like this in an old cartoon. A man kneels in front of another man, and the people around him say, ‘Heaven, the author of the world…’ … .’ He adds Chuimsae while saying this.
The man on the other end, who saw him kneeling, was satisfied and was about to leave when the man on his knees shouted.
‘The reason I kneel is to gain momentum.’
Why?
That scene suddenly comes to mind.
The referee looked at the blonde girl kneeling in front of him… I thought this was a similar situation to that cartoon.
The girl was wearing a white dress and appeared to be unarmed.
He was squirming as if he felt uncomfortable kneeling down, and was wondering what the tyrant angel would say.
And her face, as gentle and beautiful as an angel, seemed perfect for catching people off guard.
‘But that’s the scary thing about angels.’
I can tell because I am the referee. I noticed it because the referee had been keeping the opponents off guard with his angelic face.
Dean Yriel is now trying to catch the referee off guard.
“Dean, wake up.”
The referee said as he took a step back.
“There is no longer a hierarchy of angels. In the first place, the only beings left in this world that could be called angels were you, me, and the Demon Lord… “It would be strange to say that there is a hierarchy between those three.”
Of course, in terms of hierarchy, the referee was the lowest among them.
‘… So we should get rid of it.’
If the referee says he can give orders to Iriel without the referee’s help… So, did the referee really suggest that the angel hierarchy be considered non-existent?
‘of course. Who do you see me as? I am an advanced angel referee!’
Well, let’s put it that way.
Anyway, when the referee came out like this, Iriel’s eyes softened a little.
Contrary to the message, Iriel speaks bluntly.
“Tch, it won’t fall.”
Still, I was glad. If the referee started giving orders to the kneeling Yriel… Yri El thought that the referee had not changed at all from before, so he would have immediately blown Donggwijin’s move.
The reason I literally got down on my knees was probably to gain momentum.
The referee had seen such a situation once, so fortunately he was not fooled.
‘I have seen Yriel. During the War of Destruction, after the Central Academy fell… … .’
After the Central Superhuman Academy fell, Iriel eventually bowed to the fallen archangel. Yriel said, as he did to the referee, ‘I will obey according to the angelic hierarchy.’ ‘Please give me orders.’ They said the same thing.
The moment the Demon King let down his guard, Iriel tried to befriend him like that.
Of course, despite that sacrifice, the Demon King did not die.
“… … .”
The referee looked at Yriel. Iriel still distrusted the referee and was wondering what to do with this archangel (impersonator) who had just appeared.
‘It’s clear that you said it earlier as if you realized something… It must have been an act to catch me off guard.’
Iriel still doesn’t believe in angels, and she’s willing to sacrifice everything, including herself, for the sake of this world.
It made no sense to change Yriel’s values with just a few conversations.
Still, the referee spoke again.
“Iriel, we don’t deserve to sacrifice anything.”
Just like it was with the Moon Cat clan.
Just like it was with Hexie.
And just like you did with yourself.
However, the referee could gain a lot of angel power just by letting him know that he was not qualified. So the referee’s words are clearly… to some extent. … .
It must have reached Iriel’s heart.
“Archangel, don’t think about preaching.”
“And if the Dean wants to sacrifice someone else for the sake of the world… … .”
So the referee had no choice but to say this.
“As an angel, I will stop it.”
“… under. Even though you are an archangel, you don’t know anything about the world. “Really, he’s an angel who clearly won’t be able to help protect this world at all.”
Grumble, grumble-
A message that comes to mind at that moment.
The referee smiled as he looked at the floating message.
‘I heard that if you speak like an angel, you will gain a lot of angelic power. This is the angel word… … !’
Worthing Angel Referee. A boy who couldn’t earn hundreds of nyang with words, but easily earns hundreds of angel power!
Anyway, Iriel was still grumpy about what the referee said and was busy accusing him of not knowing anything about the world.
In the end, with one foolish comment from the referee, Iriel regained her trust in the angel.
Yriel was also an angel.
Even though he was betrayed and experienced death, he was brought back to life by human greed.
The girl was an angel with wings.
“And Lepriel, make sure you respect me. You are just a student, and I am the dean of this huge academy. Do you understand?”
The referee nodded.
“And I don’t trust you at all. We’ll be keeping an eye on you, so be careful. If you tried to judge this world even just a little… … .”
Even though I said this,
The Dean acting like this couldn’t help but look cute.
“And Flabellum and Sanctus? Where did the other one go? really… … .”
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And the dean seemed to have made up his mind, told the referee to wait a moment, and then ran across the silver hallway.
When Iriel disappeared, the referee was finally able to look around this wide space.
A space where everything is made of silver.
Everything, from the walls and ceiling to the small teacups, sparkled silver. Shelves, chairs, beds, and dining tables.
Although this castle was beautiful, it was so cold that it felt uninhabitable.
The referee slowly touched the wall of the castle.
The coldness felt through the silver, and even though the summer heat had not yet gone, this space felt like the middle of winter.
‘How cold does it get in winter?’
While the referee was thinking about that.
The referee gained angelic powers simply by being in this space.
‘Could it be because of this that this castle was built entirely of silver…? … ?’
I roughly understood the principle.
Silver was originally a mineral considered more sacred than gold, and even silver blessed by a priest was considered the most effective material against vampires, ghouls, werewolf demons, etc.
However, it is a space made only of blessed silver. Moreover, if the secret arts of the church were combined, it could probably be seen as a pseudo-heaven created by human hands.
In a space like this, any angel would be able to gain angelic power, albeit slightly, steadily.
‘then… … .’
Only then did the referee realize why the dean was not doing outdoor activities or coming out of this castle.
‘An angel who was murdered by the devil and brought back to life by evil necromancy.’
There was no way such an angel was normal.
Perhaps just staying still consumes angel power, and without this consecrated castle, normal life would have been impossible.
Nevertheless, Yriel held on.
So many years of solitude in this cold castle. The grief that torments the defiled self. The pain felt as angelic power is consumed.
Just for this world.
Yriel was holding on.
‘To protect this world from the devil, to wash away the angel’s mistakes… … . ‘You’re sacrificing yourself.’
The referee’s heart ached.
What on earth was he talking about when he couldn’t even prevent Yriel’s sacrifice?
“Repriel, take this.”
At that moment, a voice came from behind. When the referee looked back, a beautiful girl like an angel was running towards him with her hands full of something.
What was in the girl’s arms was a small silver shoe.
‘It’s a silver coin.’
Lepriel mutters in his heart.
‘silver? ‘Are you talking about coins?’
‘No, I’m talking about shoes made of silver, like iron boots or military boots. That’s a real silver coin, made with heavenly vision.’
Shoes made of silver.
No, even though I’ve heard of shoes being made out of glass… This was the first time the referee had heard of making shoes out of silver.
“It’s a silver coin, and it’s made with heavenly vision…” … .”
However, the referee spoke as if he knew a lot about silver coins.
The referee deceives Iriel as if he were breathing.
Literally… Well, it was an angel itself.
Anyway, that’s not the point.
What is important now is this silver coin.
‘What on earth is this item used for?’
The referee carefully touched the silver coin.
A huge message that comes to mind at that moment.
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Silver coin (SS)
shoe items
Item Attribute: Holy
A time when legends and myths were recorded on maps.
Angels began to explore the destiny that governs this world in order to lead it in the right direction.
Who on earth decides fate?
Who decides the end?
whoever?
Heaven declared.
If no one decides, we will decide.
We will decide the direction of this world.
There is an artifact made in this way, and it is called a silver coin.
Silver coins, the angel’s shoes
This is an item that tracks karma.
Karma is a force that cannot be seen, smelled, tasted, or touched. There is no way to find karma.
But if you walk with karma, you may be able to feel which way karma is flowing.
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After reading the entire message, the referee carefully expressed his gratitude to Iriel.
“Thank you.”
To be honest, the referee received many blessings from Iriel. First of all, the life-saving grace that saved my life, and then the enemy ship’s grace that gave me this silver coin.
No matter how much the referee thought only of himself, at times like this he had no choice but to express his gratitude.
“thank you. Yriel… … .”
“Wow, are you really Lepriel? “I can’t believe it.”
After hearing those words, Iriel showed an angelic smile for the first time.
“It’s something you will live to see for a really long time. I can’t believe that the referee thanked me… … .”
Yriel gently sat down on the hard silver chair.
The girl sitting on the chair and leaning her chin looked really tired.
The referee said:
“I’ll come visit again.”
“yes?”
Yriel tilted his head. He made an expression as if he had heard something incredible.
“Um, why not?”
Yriel didn’t know what to do with those words and muttered carefully.
“follow your heart. joy.”
“Well then, Dean, I’ll see you later.”
And so the referee left. The referee left and met with the professors outside, comforted the professor who was crying profusely, and hugged the professor who was holding back his tears.
And the referee’s friends come running.
Jack White, Soya, and a few other magicians and friends. Needless to say, Yumari and his friends from Mutuhak. Lastly, Hongwol and the swordsmanship department cadets.
Yriel was watching the scene alone from the balcony.
“Repriel… Are you really… People… … .”
The referee was surrounded by people, and he looked very warm.
Is there anything more trustworthy than this scenery? Isn’t this clear proof that Lepriel loves this world and is loved?
“… “I’m a little jealous.”
Yriel said this playfully and grumpily.
A unified voice heard at that moment.
“Dean! Thank you!”
“thank you!”
“He’s our dean, after all!”
Dean Yriel ran away with his face red and his head down.
But you can be sure of one thing.
The girl angel must have smiled happily.
“I don’t deserve to be thanked…” … .”
clearly… … .
fantasy,
