Episode 130: An angel who prevents terrorism (3)
It’s a technique to deal with karma.
I don’t know what kind of technology it is, but it must be very powerful.
Controlling mana is magic, controlling energy is martial arts, and controlling paranormal phenomena is superpower. Then, the technology to handle the power called karma, which stands at the peak of all power… … .
‘It is expected to be very, very powerful… … !’
The guessing angel referee’s eyes lit up.
The referee spoke in a voice full of anticipation.
“Yes, please let me know.”
After hearing those words, Iriel smiles softly again. The referee’s eyes sparkle with anticipation, and his expression looks earnest.
‘This time, we will be able to keep Lepriel under control.’
As always, Iriel did not believe in angels. Ever since an archangel he admired was given the title of demon king who would destroy the world, Yriel did not trust any angel.
Even if Lepriel is doing well… … .
Even if I lost my cruel memories of the past… … .
Yriel opened his mouth.
“Instead, there is a condition.”
“What conditions?”
“If I teach you this skill this time, you must also do me a favor someday.”
And Yriel added, ‘As a heavenly covenant.’
‘What is Heaven’s Pact? Is it similar to Mana’s Oath?’
Probably because it contains the word heaven, it is an upward compatibility with Mana’s Oath. So, if you violate it, there will be a bigger penalty.
“Hmm… … .”
The referee had no choice but to immediately fall into trouble. Dean Iriel added impatiently after seeing this.
“What, you never know when thousands of people will die, so why are you worrying about this?”
“… What should I do if you ask me this favor? “A request that increases the number of favors that must be granted to a hundred.”
The referee spoke seriously. However, Iriel only coldly spat out a word with a puzzled expression.
“Lepriel, you really lost your memory.”
“Well, what is it? I said it quite seriously. “Don’t we all think about this at least once while reading the story of the magic lamp?”
And the referee’s words continue.
“Besides, you could ask me to join the Demon Lord, or kill someone, or even hurt someone.”
“What on earth are you looking at me for?”
Iriel shook his head resolutely.
“No, it would be natural to have that suspicion. First of all, I am also a remnant of heaven. And all the heavenly remains left behind have shattered the world.”
Then, he secretly hides behind the railing and mutters something again.
“I talked too much today. tired… This is why I don’t like being outside the blanket… … .”
“No, really! Please let me know quickly! “It’s urgent!”
“Then I swear.”
Thousands of innocent people are at risk of being lost to terrorism. However, the referee is currently unable to find out who is planning this or where this is happening.
“If you have the skill to deal with karma, are terrorists still hiding? “You can find it right away.”
“But if you don’t learn it… … .”
“I am the first professor at the academy to teach professors. “I am confident in teaching someone.”
Yriel whispered once again.
“Swear quickly.”
In the first place, the other person was a crazy angel who grounded this world into the human world without saying anything, and I don’t know how many people died in the aftermath.
Would we care if thousands more such angels died?
Exciting- Exciting-
So in the end, this was a fight that the referee had no choice but to lose.
“Whoa, just add a few more clauses and I swear…” “I’ll do just that.”
“say it.”
“First, no copying please. Second, you can’t ask for something that will hurt someone. Third, it is not a good idea to ask a favor to help the devil.”
And the referee spread his arms as if he had lost.
“Is that the end?”
“yes.”
“… “It’s really changed a lot.”
Finally, a blonde girl comes down the silver stairs. The girl wearing a white dress was both delicate and small, and had a mysterious beauty that made her seem like she didn’t belong in this world.
“Then let’s do evil.”
And Yriel’s wings unfold. Although it had become quite unsightly after many twists and turns, the wings still maintained their angelic elegance.
What on earth is going on?
Is Yriel even spreading her hidden wings?
“I will ask you a favor that adheres to the three clauses you mentioned, and you must grant that favor someday.”
“all right. Instead, the dean is teaching me techniques for dealing with karma.”
And Iriel,
He held out his little finger to the referee.
“promise.”
‘… “Is this a heavenly covenant?”
So the two angels held each other’s little fingers and touched their thumbs.
“Okay, then follow me.”
Iriel, smiling as if satisfied, immediately headed deep into the silver castle without even looking at the referee.
“I’m going to start special classes.”
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Dean Iriel, known internationally as a professor’s professor, is a genius who created the six departments of swordsmanship, martial arts, assassination, magic, archery, and divinity, which are the basis of modern superhuman studies, and is therefore considered a historical figure. It tends to be ignored.
‘So even if it looks like this… … .’
Loose tees scattered everywhere, disorganized and messy tables. Something similar to a messy toy.
A TV with ‘You Died’ displayed. Game console installed underneath it. A bag of snacks lying next to it. And the traces of Iriel’s hard work rolling around.
‘Even if it looks like this… Iriel would be a good teacher… … !’
The referee had no choice but to trust Iriel.
“I couldn’t organize it… … .”
Iriel also seems to be aware that this appearance is embarrassing, and he carefully hides his traces with his feet.
It was the referee who completely shattered the illusion of Iriel, who was mysterious yet beautiful, like a princess from another world.
A novel that caught my eye at that moment.
Although the cover had a colorful picture like a comic book, the book was essentially a novel. According to the referee’s common sense, these novels were called light novels or light novels.
But the title… … .
“The name of the novel is… “Is our Demon King so cute?”
“oh. “That is.”
The referee looked at Iriel with suspicious eyes.
‘Could it be, Iriel, the pro-North Korean angel?’
The referee looked at Iriel as if he was truly pitiful and said.
“Are you praising the devil? This is a completely disturbing novel. ”
“calm down. “It’s just a novel.”
But the referee who caught the pod did not stop talking.
“No, let alone this novel, why on earth do you live like this? “Are you living without tidying up?”
“Ugh. You too, try living on earth for a long time. It only takes a moment for you to become lazy like me. And since I can’t go outside for a long time… … .”
Yriel continues to make lame excuses.
After sighing, the referee said,
He looked at Yriel and muttered.
“Now that you know, please tell me the technique quickly.”
“okay. The training tools should be here… … .”
And Yriel started looking through the miscellaneous things piled up in a corner of the room. Crumbling- Bang- Bang- Rustling- Rustling- Crumbling-
Wow? The referee tilted his head at the sound he had just heard. What on earth is in that junk?
“Lepriel, I like Western paintings. “Do you like oriental painting?”
“… “I don’t know much about art.”
“Still, pick one.”
Hmm- Without thinking, the referee said, “If I had to choose, it would be oriental painting?” I muttered. Then Iriel seemed to understand.
Isn’t he carrying something red in his hand?
“Whew. “It was in the deep.”
“Wait, that’s… … .”
And those red things were cards commonly called Hwatu in society.
“What are you doing with this?”
“Well, let’s practice dealing with karma.”
training? What kind of training is this that requires Hwatu?
“Actually, this practice is more effective with playing cards, but if you are good at playing cards, there is nothing you can do.”
“No, Trump? Hwatu? “What kind of training do you need those cards for?”
Then Iriel skillfully shuffled the cards and spoke.
“What can I use it for? “Sit down quickly.”
“… “No, you’re an angel?”
One step closer to becoming a gambling angel referee. If he continued like this, he might one day become the Apocalypse Angel Referee.
‘I don’t know what you’re thinking, but if I can learn a skill to deal with karma… … .’
The referee sat in front of Iriel.
And muttered.
“Well, I don’t know about games played with Hwatu. “Please give me Trump.”
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“What does it mean to determine the direction of the world? “The direction of the world means a fate that cannot be resisted, and fate means determining the outcome.”
“Uh, uhm… … .”
Unlike the relaxed Iriel, the referee is in tears. In front of Iriel, a large pile of coins was piling up.
“I’m all in… … .”
“If you read the symbols and understand the flow, you can read the results.”
And the result of poker.
“O-ring? “Don’t you have any money?”
In the end, the referee who was so upset said, “I have really become an angel of the apocalypse…” … .” I couldn’t help but mumble and cry.
“What on earth does this have to do with karma?”
“It has a lot to do with it.”
“Whoa, I don’t have time for pranks like this. “If you won’t teach me the technique to use real karma, I will leave.”
“… “Then we will lose our only chance to prevent terrorism.”
Ugh- Ugh- The referee patted his chest as if he was exasperated.
“Sit down quickly.”
“But… … .”
The referee muttered as if he was embarrassed.
“I went all in earlier… … .”
“Have you ever heard of Iriel, the lending angel?”
Iriel smiles brightly.
‘What is a loan angel?’ … ?!’
The referee sometimes couldn’t really understand what kind of race angels were. Anyway, the referee ended up borrowing another 10,000 won.
Iriel asked, focusing all his attention on the cards without even looking at the referee, who was in tears.
“Have you heard that song?”
“What song?”
“It’s the OST of a movie about a girl growing up to become an assassin, and it’s quite famous, so you’ve probably heard of it.”
It was a movie about a girl growing up to become an assassin, so it was a movie that the referee knew about. It was a movie about a blunt assassin who accidentally protects a girl and teaches her his assassination skills.
“In that song it says: The spade is the soldier’s sword. Clover is a weapon of war. And diamonds mean money on the table.”
The referee nodded.
I’m sure I’ve heard that song before.
Because it was such a famous song.
“Did I tell you earlier? Read the symbols and understand the flow.”
Read the symbolism on the card. Isn’t that like a spell used by a prophet reading tarot cards?
The referee muttered, full of dissatisfaction.
“Reading the symbols on the cards, I’m not some kind of gypsy prophet… … .”
At that moment, Iriel’s eyes lit up.
“Repriel.”
“yes?”
“That’s the beauty of this technology. A prophet from the sacred book, a prophet wandering along the roadside. What they have in common is… … .”
The Dean muttered as he shuffled the cards.
“It’s about talking about fate.”
“Oh, they’re all fraudsters?”
“… “You really have no faith at all.”
So the referee and Iriel’s card game continued.
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