Episode 127: Training Angel (5)
An angel who lives today too.
For some reason, it seems like it would be more appropriate to add death, which means death, rather than angel. But let’s not go into details.
‘But I’m an angel… … .’
What is important now is that the referee said this because it means that he has fallen into a state of exhaustion.
Although my body was fine,
The referee is not okay with anything else.
The boy who managed to crawl out of the classroom lost strength in his legs and fell down, as if a building was collapsing.
And fell asleep.
And there is a being looking at that boy.
“This is a supplementary class for those with excellent grades, in other words… … .”
The being was a monster with black fur that made it seem like it was absorbing light, and teeth that were so white compared to it.
“Is this self-denial training?”
The name of that being was Tintalus.
Tintalus looked at the fallen boy and continued speaking as if he was in some trouble.
“By the way, the barrier was so strong that I couldn’t see what the boy was doing in there… … .”
What if he tells his master that the barrier was so strong that he couldn’t figure out what the referee was doing? Then, your master will definitely be… … .
‘You’ll be worried and irritated, and you’ll think about it all night long.’
Of course, it wasn’t a bad thing because every time those dark thoughts increased, your talent and power as a warlock grew stronger.
However, it was an embarrassing situation for Tintalus, who had to deal with Soya’s complaints right away.
“Krrr… … .”
Tintalus growled a little when he saw the boy, then bit the boy and left the basement of the teaching building.
‘Actually, I want to throw it away, but… … .’
The weather is getting colder. If you leave the boy in this weather, his owner will not stop complaining.
There will be major punishment.
Therefore, Tintalos, the strongest of the dark world and a monster that can fight even the Four Heavenly Kings if he uses his full potential, had no choice but to search for a warm place to save the referee like a loyal dog.
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A warm place was nearby.
0 The classroom was located in the basement of the teaching building, and of course, the teaching building existed above the 0 classroom.
And the teaching building was warm and comfortable, as expected from a place where people live.
The professors could not hide their astonishment as they looked at the referee brought by Tintalus.
“I never thought I would pass self-denial training already.”
“That’s amazing.”
“… Referee.”
After exhaling that exclamation, I looked at the black dog with a fearsome aura.
“Are you Soya’s familiar?”
“That kid seems to really like the referee.”
“… Angel and human? “It is a love that cannot be realized.”
When Tintalos put down the referee without saying a word, the professors immediately rushed in to check the referee’s condition.
“There’s nothing wrong with my body.”
The first person to speak was Saint Rebecca.
Rebecca’s expression was dark and there was a small frown. As if looking at the referee was somehow uncomfortable.
“But my mana is completely depleted. “All signs of spiritual vitality are weak.”
The next person to speak was Magic Professor Klein.
“My pulse is also irregular. “This needs to be stabilized quickly, right?”
The last person to speak was Rusa, the god of war.
Jinho Park, who heard all the reports, nodded.
“Bring me up.”
So the referee fell asleep in a bedroom in the faculty building. It felt like a bit of a waste of space for a small boy to take up the entire king-sized bed, but it didn’t seem strange as there were many people around watching the boy.
Luxury is natural for a loved child.
After 6 hours, the professors who were watching were replaced with other professors. In particular, problems arose because Hexie gave up class and decided to watch the referee… … .
As 12 hours passed, the referee flinched.
The professors standing at this time were Jinho Park, Merrill, and Klein.
The closed eyes slowly opened, and the referee let out a voice that was half-soaked.
“School, professors?”
“okay. “You’re awake.”
“Referee.”
“Referee, you’re finally awake.”
Professors who welcome you warmly. The referee burst out laughing at the fact that there was someone there to welcome him.
Meryl’s nose bleeds when she sees that angelic smile.
“… … ?”
Even he himself couldn’t figure out why he was bleeding from the nose. Being a superhuman, he gets a nosebleed himself. Why does he have a nosebleed? At that moment, the blood flow turns too rapidly.
Why was my blood flow so rapid?
that… … .
‘That expression is so lovely.’
It was only after a moment that my face turned red.
Anyway, while Merrill was embarrassed by his physiological phenomenon, he checked the referee’s physical condition with the other professors again.
Due to the barrier hanging in the teaching building, all of my mana and spiritual vitality was restored, my mental state was good, and I felt good after sleeping well and waking up.
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After checking the referee’s body once again, the professors looked at the boy and smiled.
However, only one professor was not smiling.
Only Rebecca, the saint who hated heaven, looked at the referee with an uncomfortable expression for a moment, remained silent, and quietly left the room.
“army. “Did you learn a lot?”
The referee confidently answered the question about Park Jin-ho.
“Yes, I learned a lot.”
“Have you also learned how to overcome yourself?”
“yes! I also learned how to be self-denying!”
Sseuwsssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss howeverssssssssssssssss__ Jin-ho Park gently caressed the referee’s blonde hair with his large hands and then immediately got to the point.
“Explain to the professors. “What kind of dramatic skills have you acquired?”
Jinho Park and Klein’s eyes lit up.
Twinkling eyes that literally expect something. The referee couldn’t help but flinch, a little startled, when he saw the two older men look like this.
‘I can feel the great desire and anticipation in your eyes.’
In fact, it had to be that way. Extreme skill is the power that can literally turn the battlefield upside down. In general, while superhuman skills are handled from the perspective of tactics, extreme skills are handled from the perspective of a race’s strategy.
Just as a blue mage named Drew Mark gained extreme skill and became hell for young elves, the extreme skill acquired by a boy could become the hope of saving humanity.
‘Professors are the ones who protect the world. ‘You can’t help but think of the world first.’
The referee understands those expectations and
I muttered while hiding my bitterness.
“Well, my extreme skills are divided into passive and active, but passive only allows me to use my special abilities better.”
It wasn’t a lie.
The special ability here is the power of heaven. And I just didn’t mention that the passive doesn’t just allow you to use your abilities better; it also overwhelmingly strengthens your abilities if you use your creativity.
“Active is a bit vague to explain.”
“What kind of explanation is this?”
“Just where do you get there? “It says so.”
When I heard that,
Two middle-aged men who were a little downcast.
“Where will we reach? Was there such a dramatic technique?”
“Well, I’ve never heard of it either… … .”
Klein asked the referee again.
“Where does it say it will reach?”
“It’s my first time hearing this term. “They say it’s Ain Sof.”
Ain Sof. Referee with limited knowledge was a term I had never heard before. Although they kindly translated it into Korean as ‘infinite’… … .
‘Yes, it means that Ain Sof is infinite. But what’s wrong with that? ‘What kind of ability is it to reach infinity?’
The referee had no idea what kind of ability this was.
“Ain Sof?”
“no way… “The status window mentions Ain Sof.”
However, the professors seemed to know what Ein Sof was. Even the referee could tell that Ein Sof did not simply mean infinity, as he looked at the expressions of astonishment on the faces of the professors who had experienced all kinds of hardships.
“Professor, what is Ain Sof?”
the referee asked. Klein looked at the referee and slowly answered with an expression of disbelief.
“Referee, how much do you know about the status window?”
“Isn’t it a special system that happens to superhumans?”
“First of all, it’s known that way. But the reality is different.”
Klein continued.
“It doesn’t happen to superhumans, but it is a system that manages superhumans. It is said that it was created a long time ago by a being who could not bear to see the tyranny of superhumans. The name of that being has been forgotten in modern times, but there are records of other angels calling him an archangel. And the archangel’s dramatic technique is called Kether.”
“Keter… … ?”
“Yes, Keter. “The only authority that touches absolute truth.”
It was a name the referee had heard of somewhere.
An angel with extreme skills called Keter?
“That extreme technique called Keter was a technique with really insignificant abilities. It was a technique to offer prayers directly to a single being. And with that one technology, the hegemony of the ancient superhumans collapsed.”
Klein’s always arrogant voice trembled slightly.
“The being that received the archangel’s prayer, the one located high up in heaven, the abyss, the dark world, the spirit world, the ice world, the salt world, and the human world… … .”
When Klein could not answer,
Park Jin-ho, who was next to him, opened his mouth instead.
“The status window indicates that it is Ain Soph. An absolute force that created everything we know.”
Jin-ho Park seemed to have regained his composure to some extent and asked the referee kindly.
“Okay, so Referee, what is the name of that technique?”
The referee’s eyes quickly turned.
Should I answer this as is?
Or should I hide it?
Is there anything good to hide? It’s obvious that your professors will doubt you, right?
Are you confident that you will not be caught lying? They say you shouldn’t look in the eyes when you’re lying, but how can you not look in the eyes now?
“Uh, that’s… … .”
“Okay. “I just want to know what Ain Sof means.”
What does Ain Sof mean?
Isn’t it just a dramatic title? Ain Soph itself?
The referee muttered in a trembling voice.
“It’s Ain Sof… … .”
“huh? I can’t hear you very well. “Can you tell me again?”
“It’s just called Ain Soph.”
Finally, Jin-ho Park began to show astonishment like Klein.
“How can the dramatic title be Ain Soph?”
“Ain Sof. Ain Sof!”
“… … ?”
Only the young professor, Meryl, tilts his head.
“I can’t do it. “Kun, let’s test it right away.”
Klein and Jin-ho Park grabbed the referee and headed to a classroom on the left side of the faculty building. The name of that classroom is Classroom 9.
One of a series of classified 0-9 classrooms.
The referee, who was taken in by surprise, had no choice but to ask again what the situation was.
“Professor, where are we?”
“There are 9 classrooms. The special feature is that you can turn back time within this limited space.”
Can you turn back time?
Why do we need such a classroom?
The referee was able to immediately realize the reason.
“Whoa-”
Park Jin-ho, a swordsman who opens up all his energy and energy. Jin-ho Park was looking at the referee and demonstrating his unique stance of attack and defense in Cheonggu swordsmanship.
Without any sign of concern,
With the appearance of doing your best.
For a moment, the referee was able to see a figure like a military god holding a sword behind Park Jin-ho.
I can’t believe I can show off these illusions simply by opening my energy channels. To what extent do you have to accumulate radish to make something like this possible?
The referee became a little afraid.
“Referee, try activating Ein Soph.”
“But, Professor. “I don’t even know what kind of ability this is?”
“Okay. “Everything that happens in this classroom can be turned back in time and made unforeseen.”
To be honest, the referee was also curious about what kind of abilities Ain Sof had. Honestly, isn’t the explanation too abstract?
Expel all your power to its limit and reach Ain Sof in just a moment… … ? The referee still did not understand the active effect of extreme techniques.
‘Seeing is worth seeing… … !’
In that case, the referee had no choice but to take a stance.
“Then, let’s try it.”
“Come. “My disciple.”
“And he is also my student.”
The referee put his hands together as if in prayer and then raised his heart, imitating how the referee once unfolded Kether.
And muttered.
“Ain Sof.”
The story that follows after that is uneventful. After confirming that the three people were completely unconscious, Classroom 9 activated the protocol on its own and turned back time in the space.
And Klein, Jin-ho Park, and the referee looked at each other and muttered.
“… “What happened?”
“The protocol has been activated. “It means all three of us lost consciousness.”
“Professor Bon… You lost consciousness? That means… … .”
Jinho Park muttered with an expression of disbelief.
“Yes, Vice Dean. I don’t know how they defeated a monster like you… … .”
Klein nodded.
“You are defeated.”
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