An Angel Lives in the Academy Chapter 109

Episode 109: An angel leaving for the sea (8)

The referee experienced despair for the first time in a long time.

“Persuading the Demon King would be truly impossible.”

The referee muttered to himself like that – shoot, shoot – he just continued to look at the black sea with waves crashing in.

‘If you think about it, why did the Demon King, who showed infinite hatred for humanity, try to get Dean Yriel to surrender?’

The Demon King wanted to keep Iriel alive. That’s why Iriel was able to pretend to kneel before the Demon King and then try her Donggwijin.

‘That’s because Yriel was a resurrected angel.’

In fact, the referee didn’t know much about the devil’s purpose. What does the devil want? Satisfying your own sadistic desires? Conquer the world? Or was I actually a good guy too?

‘I thought if I did well, I might be able to persuade him.’

It would have been nice to run the hope circuit. So far, the referee’s angel persuasion has worked quite well, and he has saved many people even in the most dangerous moments.

Maybe even to the devil… Wouldn’t such cartoon-like persuasion be possible?

This was the hope that Referee, the angel of hope, always had.

‘The devil thinks he is right.’

He couldn’t convince a blind believer who thought he was right. Now the only thing left for the referee to do is truly fight against the devil.

‘The logic is that because people commit sins, this world is heading towards darkness, and because angels sacrificed themselves to prevent it, people are the devil… … .’

The referee falls on his face.

I bit my lip.

‘Honestly, I can’t refute that. I can’t refute it myself, so is it possible to persuade the devil to stop doing this? I don’t have any faith… … .’

The referee had no faith.

That’s why he’s a half-angel without even wings.

Is there any chance of victory against that crazy demon lord?

“Whoa… … .”

Collect the broken pieces of the Inquisition’s sword, shape it into a sharp sword, and then cancel the summoning. I didn’t know whether the item would be restored or not, but the referee was hoping that it would be restored.

“I never thought I would break the sword. After all, a monster… … .”

They say bad things come one after another. The night he learned of the Demon King’s true intentions, he even cut the Sword of Heresy in pieces.

In addition, when the sound of the seven evil trumpets, the sound of the seven trumpets announcing destruction, was heard again, the Mariana base began to become chaotic once again.

But the referee… … .

“But I still have to live…” … .”

He muttered and took a step forward.

But you can’t die, right?

It is our natural instinct to struggle until the end.

Isn’t there a philosopher who said that he would plant apple trees until just before destruction?

‘It seems you really liked apples.’

As I think about random things, another strange thought comes to mind. Where on earth did the Demon King’s alter ego come from? There are two Devil Gates in the Mariana Trench, two in Earth’s orbit and three at the Mariana Base. In addition to the two in the remaining regions, there are seven worldwide.

Just now, I thought it was just an alter ego and passed over it, but there’s no way an alter ego that can handle karma strong enough to shake a silver coin would jump out without any warning.

‘It didn’t even jump out of the sea, it just stood in front of me at some point.’

What on earth happened? Could it be that his alter ego is hidden somewhere in the Mariana base?

While thinking about such things, the referee returned to the lodgings where the Central Academy students were staying. In the dormitory, students still full of fighting spirit were sharpening their weapons and muttering that they would avenge their humiliation at this hunting festival.

“I take the win.”

“what. Still, we must win against those Marianas.” “Yes. Whatever it takes… … .”

Whatever it takes.

One of the referee’s most hated words.

However, unable to stop such students, the referee became even more sullen and walked towards his room.

It was the referee’s first time in a long time feeling that heavy steps were used in this situation.

“Referee, where have you been?”

I hear a girl’s voice. When the referee raised his head, standing in front of him was Soya, a gray-haired girl wearing a slightly worn wizard hat.

“Ugh, I went to see the sea.”

“ocean? Well, why… … .”

Soya asked again.

“Why do you look so bad?”

The referee was pondered for a moment. To explain why his expression is so bad, I have to first tell him about the existence of the Demon Lord… … .

‘Well, let’s just not say it.’

The referee continued in a sullen voice.

“It just happened.”

Then Soya’s hands trembled slightly, and she muttered in a low voice.

“Is it because I had a fight with Yumari and Hongwol today? “Is that why you feel so down?”

In fact, it is because of that, but

The referee shook his head.

“no… … .”

“It’s not a facial expression that’s not right now, so what! “It’s the kind of expression you only make when something completely black-hating happens!”

As Soya raises her voice, two other warrior candidates appear.

Mari has long black hair and small horns, and Hongwol looks somewhat like Mari, but is slightly taller. Even though the two girls were dressed lightly and without any decorations, they were more radiant than when an average person put all their effort into decorating.

“Referee, you’re here.”

“boy! “I waited!”

Mari smiled softly as always and welcomed the referee, and Hongwol also hugged the boy as always.

The referee, who was wearing light clothes that showed a lot of skin, could feel Hongwol’s smooth and soft skin, lowered his head to hide his red face and slowly pushed Hongwol away.

“Hihi.”

Hongwol seemed to like the referee’s reaction so much that he smiled widely and tried to cling to him even more.

“Hongwol, please stop.”

“therefore. “It looks really cheap.”

Crying = Crying – Once again, the atmosphere between the three girls began to become a little more hostile.

The referee who saw that sighed and shook his head as if he was tired.

“Kids, tomorrow is also the hunting festival, so don’t fight too much.”

And the referee spoke helplessly.

“And I’m tired today, so I’ll sleep first. See you tomorrow… … .”

Then the two girls suddenly grab the referee’s shoulders.

“Referee, what’s going on?”

“that’s right! Why does your expression look so sad? why? what’s the matter!”

For the same reason as Soya, the referee was unable to explain to the girls why he was powerless.

“that is… … .”

“Tell me please. “We will solve it.”

However, looking at the earnest expressions on the three girls’ faces, the referee felt the need to give an explanation, even if it meant making it up.

‘If you go straight into the room without telling me, you might end up sleeping with your eyes open like Soya did last time.’

I vividly remember having a duel with the Four Heavenly Kings in Soya’s dream in the middle of the night. Of course, I don’t think the other two girls would be that shaken… … .

‘It’s enough to do that once.’

The referee decided to explain why he was sullen. Of course, most of the facts are hidden.

“It’s because something bad happened today.”

“What? What?”

“Oh, this cat is really noisy!”

The referee looked at the girls and said.

“First, you guys keep fighting. “We are friends, but when we fight, I feel sad.”

“… sorry.”

“But they were the ones who made the mistake first.”

“Who would say that? witch. And referee, we did make some mistakes… There are other reasons besides what we did wrong! “Tell me quickly!”

The future warriors kept growling at each other. As expected, this wasn’t enough of an explanation. The referee continued speaking.

“second is… I met a bad person today and had a little fight. That’s why.”

Of course, the Demon King is not a person, and today’s conversation was not the slightest bit quarrelsome. However, the referee had no choice but to summarize it this way:

“That’s enough now, right? Don’t worry too much, go in and sleep. “I’ll be fine again tomorrow.”

The referee forced a smile as if it was okay. Still, she looked somewhat sad. So the three future warriors who heard those words… … .

“Who the hell is this? No, given the referee’s personality, there’s no way he could tell me who he is… … .”

“I’ll find it by smell. Yumari, use your dragon’s sixth sense to track it in the air.”

“I will summon a familiar and look for it. Familiars who read psychometry and spatial memories can be easily treated with black magic.”

Aren’t they suddenly connecting with each other and acting professionally? It was exactly the warrior’s party the referee had imagined.

‘… Chaos level stun linkage?’

The referee suddenly thought about leaving the game, then shook his head again and spoke to the girls.

“Children, this is not something you can chase. just… … .”

“Do not worry.”

Yumari smiles.

“Because we specialize in this kind of thing.”

In this way, the three girls showed a brilliant connection that had never been shown before, and quickly began tracing the traces of someone who had argued with the referee.

The referee thought when he saw that.

‘Wait a minute, Demon King Luciel’s power is still active… ‘Is it possible for children to reconcile like that and then move with one mind?’

Could it be that those future warriors have already overcome the archangel’s power to create war? Probably not. If it were a power that could be overcome so easily, humanity would have already won victory over the Demon King.

‘No, that’s some kind of war too.’

You can feel it like a silver coin. The trumpet sound of karma, which only angels can hear, continued to be heard. then… … .

‘Hongwol, Soya. And now Marie… ‘We are waging war against the devil.’

Somehow, I ended up taking advantage of the devil’s power. The power that the Demon King was using to wage a civil war against each other was used to unite the warriors by setting up a common enemy.

The referee’s face begins to brighten.

“We found the perpetrator of the destruction.”

There is a saying that you should enjoy the inevitable. War was truly something to be avoided, but if it had to be fought… … .

“If you cannot escape the power of war, you can wage war against the Demon Lord.”

The referee smiled.

* * *

The second morning of the hunting festival,

Boys and girls with burning eyes gathered on the blazing white sand beach. To put it in a good way, these superhuman teenagers are full of fighting spirit, but in a bad way, they are full of life… As we looked at each other, we chose the words we couldn’t say, the words we didn’t want to hear, and the words that would hurt us and spit them out.

“On the topic of those who failed the academy entrance exam.”

“On the subject of trash who pretends to be our superiors without knowing anything about this world.”

The devil’s power cannot be avoided.

No one could know when this burning heat would transform into madness that would completely burn each other.

However, the fact that it would happen quickly was a fact that any angel who knows how to deal with karma would know.

On a white sandy beach that burned in many ways, a white boy caught people’s attention on the white sand. Next to him stood three girls who looked tired as if they had stayed up all night.

“Everyone, professors, captain. “The hunting festival must be stopped right now!”

Then, rather than cheers, criticism poured out. Although there was a rare criticism from the Central Academy camp, where the referee is very popular, at the Mariana base over there, ‘That kid looks scary.’ ‘Hmph, I guess I’m afraid I’ll lose if I compete.’ The same blatant criticism poured out.

The professors standing on the podium shook their heads saying no, and Mariana’s captain, Zev, shook his head as if he was disappointed.

“Isn’t it strange when you think about it? The Hunting Festival is just a festival, but they show such extreme behavior? “Festivals are meant to be enjoyed.”

“It’s a test before the festival.”

“that’s right! “It’s noisy, so come down!”

The referee shook his head at such criticism.

“No, this situation is not normal.”

“Referee, do you have any evidence?”

Then Jin-ho Park asked the referee on behalf of the representative. If another student had said something like this, they would have immediately sanctioned it, but the professors could not ignore the referee’s words.

“Yes, there is. Evidence of a dark hand trying to pit us against each other.”

The referee pointed somewhere in the Mariana base with his finger.

“The name of that dark hand is Demon King.”

The power of the seven trumpets possessed by the devil.

It is said that this power brings inevitable war.

But there are many types of war.

“The Demon King’s clone is hiding somewhere in this base!”

The referee declared a crusade.

fantasy,