An Angel Lives in the Academy Chapter 107

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Episode 107: An angel leaving for the sea (6)

Humans have something called path dependence.

Path dependence refers to the foolishness of a person who tries to do something he has already done even though there is a high possibility of failure.

There are other words to describe the foolishness of such a person. Habit, slang for saying that it is an old concept, inertia, custom, and… … .

longing.

These various words were attached to the foolishness of people.

And it was the same with angels who were once humans, with this kind of foolishness.

The referee once prevented a conflict. He once stopped a fight. There were many cases like that.

I have changed the world for the better by healing people, sharing my blessings, and showing that goodness exists in this world.

Was that why?

The referee thought that he would definitely be able to stop the fight this time. He thought they could make each other friends… … .

“… Do not touch. Academy student.”

The referee is pushed roughly. The referee was taken aback and asked Crew Mariana again.

“why? You were hurt a lot… … .”

“Don’t pity me!”

The injured Mariana shouted at the referee and then glared at the boy with hatred.

“Don’t act nice. “Because it’s disgusting.”

“I’m just… … .”

The referee looked at the Mariana crew leaving and tried to hide his confusion.

‘I was just a bit of a picky kid.’

I’m sure it will. What child wouldn’t like the idea of ​​healing their injuries? This is how we get to know each other.

Because it’s always been like that,

It will work out somehow this time too.

“Go for it!”

A boy who becomes a positive angel referee and shouts to fight again. However, the situation did not change much.

“Do not treat. “Just go.”

“go away.”

“what are you doing. “Don’t touch my body.”

“Damn… Are you even pitying me now?”

As the criticism continued, it didn’t take long for the positive angel to turn into a negative angel.

“Hey… … .”

And the referee’s other goal, the warriors’ party practice, did not go well either.

“Hey, Hongwol! “Why on earth are you running there?”

“Because you are slow. witch.”

“… ha.”

The purpose of this hunting festival is to ultimately see how many magic stones you can collect. In the end, there can only be one winner, and that means… This meant that even future warriors would have to compete with each other.

A particularly spectacular scene was Soya and Mari arguing with each other. They were fighting over who would get the magic stone in front of the fallen ogre.

Yumari was the first to open fire.

“By the way, I think I caught this?”

“What, what? Why are you coming out so shamelessly? “I even bound you and blinded you with neutralizing magic, but you just walked up to me and struck me last!”

“But I got it.”

And while the two are fighting, Hongwol sneaks up and steals the ogre’s magic stone. In some ways, it was a scene from a perfect picture.

The title of the painting would probably be ‘Collapse of the Hero’s Party’.

After scolding Hongwol harshly, the referee had no choice but to hand over the magic stone to Soya and ask Mari, who was the least patient, to give it to Soya because she was young.

Marie nodded obediently.

Her horns got a little bigger.

These days, Marie looked at the referee as if she was anxious, and when she raised Soya’s hand instead of hers, she went beyond an emotionless expression to a frowning expression.

Marie was also changing.

Is it the bad side or the good side?

Where did it go wrong?

The referee didn’t know.

However, one thing was certain, the only thing that was certain was that the referee had lost his angel power and could no longer fly.

The only way for a referee who has lost his wings to fly is by consuming a significant amount of angel power… … .

The referee, who fell on the sandy beach, sighed while covering his face.

‘I can’t even earn angel power… I can’t even make a proper party for my kids… ‘We couldn’t even make friends with Mariana Base and Central Academy.’

Angel disqualified.

It was truly below angels.

And if things continue like this, heaven will perish.

The destruction of this world… … .

The referee lay down on the white sand and gathered his thoughts.

‘Yes, this was a war, not a struggle. It wasn’t a confrontation, it was a competition for survival.’

Struggle and war have different textures.

There are rules to the struggle, and the cost of winning or losing is not that great. But war is different. A war in which groups fight against each other… It’s a chaos with no rules, and everything is done to avoid the cost of winning or losing being too high.

It is not a struggle within the Central Academy, but a war between the Central Academy and the group called Mariana Base. I don’t know how this confrontation, which clearly started as a hunting festival, turned into something resembling a war… It was not something the young angel could have prevented.

The silver coin starts ringing at that moment.

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The sound of boo is heard again. It seems like a whale is roaring somewhere.

The whale continued to emit sounds towards the world.

No, is there a whale that can deal with karma in the first place? Why do we think this sound is made by a whale?

‘The only species that can handle karma are angels. And the only angels left in this world are the resurrected angel Iriel, and the evil Luciel. Lastly, me.’

Is Demon King Luciel a whale? no. The referee, who had seen Luciel on TV, could be certain that Luciel did not look like a whale at all.

So what on earth does this mean?

‘warrant. It’s a sound made by some kind of power.’

The referee stood up from the white sand beach and quickly asked the referee a question.

‘Lepriel, do angels have the power to create war?’

Lepriel then answered in a somewhat shaky voice.

‘Have you ever heard of Valkyrie?’

‘Valkyrie? The Valkyrie who takes those well-fought warriors to Valhalla?’

‘Yes, in the past, humans praised certain angels by calling them Valkyries. Some angels who came down from heaven, flapping their wings, and waging war… … .’

Angels who made war?

The referee tilted his head.

‘Why do angels start a war?’

‘Because I had to change the direction of the world.’

‘But war is bad. ‘Why on earth did you do that?’

The referee did not answer the referee’s urgent question.

Just change your words naturally.

‘Angels have the power to start war. The name of that power is… The breathing of the left angel blowing the seven trumpets.’

‘The breathing of the left angel blowing the seven trumpets?’

‘okay. It’s a power you haven’t mastered yet. If there were no silver coins, neither you nor I would have heard the sound of this trumpet.’

If I didn’t have silver coins, I wouldn’t have heard it. As expected, angels also seemed to have quite poor ability to recognize karma.

Lefriel lifted his injured body and looked into the depths of the sea.

‘And the seven trumpets are also the power that Luciel wields best. In fact, he handled all powers perfectly… … .’

Lepriel’s eyes slowly closed, probably because he was overdoing it, and before he knew it, he was disappearing.

‘Young angel, you will not be able to stop this power. still… … .’

The referee’s voice was somehow sad and pitiful, so he couldn’t bear to ask another question.

‘Still, we have to stop it…’ … .’

The referee nodded his understanding. When Lepriel saw that, he smiled as if relieved and fell asleep again. When Lepriel fell asleep completely, he stood up again, feeling lonely.

“I will stop it.”

the referee shouted.

Pooh-ooh – The sound of the trumpet that only the referee could hear rang out across the world, and the referee could feel the war becoming more intense.

The power was enough to cover a quarter of Jeju Island. As an angel, I could clearly feel the difference in rank.

“I will stop you! Devil!”

But the referee could not give up.

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When the first day of the Hunting Festival ended, the warrior party’s frustration deepened, and the Central Academy and Mariana Base began to regard each other as enemies… … .

The referee secretly went to the beach.

‘If we keep going like this, we’re really going to have a fight. People fighting among themselves in front of the devil’s army… ‘It’s the worst.’

The referee looked at the dark waters of the South Sea with confused emotions.

“First of all, we have to stop that trumpet sound echoing in the sea… … .”

Actually, the way to stop it was simple. After conquering the Devil’s Gate deep in the Mariana Trench, which humanity had declared absolutely impossible to conquer, the gate was closed.

Then, the trumpet sound from the gate will stop, and the Demon King’s army will also lose its route to invade this world, killing two birds with one stone.

‘… ‘But it’s not possible.’

So, is there any other way?

The referee waited for the horn to sound once again and calculated the success probability of the different methods he had considered.

‘Why is the Demon King using this power now in the first place? If only I could have used this power in the first place. ‘Can’t we just use it on a dangerous country with nuclear weapons?’

Humanity had a terrifying weapon called a nuclear weapon, and if it were to be used in the end, humanity would be destroyed… Why on earth didn’t the devil do that?

‘I guess I couldn’t do that. Probably, in order to properly experience this power, you have to come at least as close as the Mariana base, and using it only now means that this power is angelic power… No, it means consuming a tremendous amount of demon power.’

So, at this moment, when the Central Academy students have come here for the hunting festival and the other group they hated has arrived, they will be showing off their hidden secret power.

‘The Demon King will no doubt be holed up in the Demon Castle like Dean Yriel and blowing his trumpet hard in order to activate this power.’

So the referee took out the sword of heresy.

The sword of heresy that even burned Lepriel, the angel of judgment… How strong will the flame be to the devil, who is the corruption itself?

And the referee used Sanctus to combine powers. The first is the archangel’s martial art of trampling on a dragon. To eliminate a flying dragon, a javelin is essential, so of course there is a javelin throwing technique.

‘It’s a swordfighting technique here, but… … .’

And a power that will further strengthen the abilities of this sword. The blessing of a powerful angel anointing the king. The sword of the Inquisition was now much stronger than it originally was.

Next were the steps of a reverse angel walking at night. When the power is activated, the sword becomes blurred and difficult to recognize. It would certainly be difficult for even the Demon King to recognize this sword.

Lastly, the light of Kwon Cheonsa that illuminates the world. Following Einstein’s saying that speed is weight, this sword will soon be launched with the weight of light.

“Jin, I really used up a ton of angel power!”

The referee’s eyes sparkle.

How much angel power did you use to use this one skill? I even forgot one level.

“This is a combination of four powers… … !”

Imitating a famous line from a webtoon I enjoyed watching in the past, the referee took a javelin stance with his trembling hands facing the sea.

To be precise, it’s a sword fighting… … .

Well, it wasn’t important.

What is important now is that the sound of the trumpet has begun to sound again from the deep sea.

And the angel’s shoes, shining silver, measure the location of the trumpet sound that no one can feel.

“So, devil, noise pollution… … .”

The referee holds the perfect javelin stance,

“Stop!!!”

He threw away the sword of heresy.

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