Episode 183: An angel taking observation classes (6)
Red blood flows over the blue blade.
Cold metal covered in hot liquid.
The referee’s frightened expression intersects with that of the frightened junior.
“Oh, no.”
It was one drop, just one drop of blood.
However, neither the referee nor the juniors, who had seen countless amounts of blood until now, stood still and could not move when they saw the blood.
“I’ll treat you right away.”
Shaking. The referee, who saw the junior’s pupils shaking in fear, clumsily spoke out and approached the junior.
“my… “I will treat you on my own.”
However, the junior is stepping back.
His voice and attitude all seemed to be something terrifying.
It’s as if you’re seeing a ghost, a monster, or a devil.
“… … .”
Although it was only a little, the referee was shocked by that sight. It’s been over a year since I opened my eyes as an angel, and I have never once feared someone else… … .
A decoration cabinet where products are displayed.
My own reflection in the windshield.
The figure holding a bloody dagger with a very cold face.
Sicario.
The appearance of a murderer holding a dagger.
The referee couldn’t say anything when he saw that.
Can the referee really handle himself like this? What on earth is this boy thinking as he looks at this glass window?
“Sorry. “I really didn’t mean to scare you.”
The boy’s voice trembled.
That trembling voice became the answer to the previous question.
“I really don’t want to do this either.”
Crying – Emerald-colored eyes filled with transparent tears. The referee, unable to bear to show tears in front of his juniors, hurriedly wipes his eyes with his sleeve… … .
“I couldn’t help but do this.”
Crying sob-
Even though I tried to raise my voice as adultly as possible, it wasn’t working.
Unless you become a voice angel referee, you can’t hide the fact that your voice is drowning.
“It has to be like this… … .”
“… Seniors.”
Seeing that, the junior approaches me again.
It was clear that the junior was terrified until now, but he couldn’t see that anymore.
The sight of a pretty boy who looked somewhat like an angel holding back tears made me feel something, even if I was a junior who had lived a rough life and was emotionally worn out.
Feelings like sympathy or regret.
“Ah, it seems like you’re just showing off your life, why are you like this?”
The junior licked his lips, amazed that he was feeling this way.
“are you okay. Well, you can show a bit of bravery when fighting. “The problem is that I’m just living like a bitch and getting angry, so what?”
At the same time, the junior is belittling himself.
He continued, scratching his head as if he didn’t know why he was doing this.
“How can a person live without revealing how he lives? Life is like having a truck as big as the people you want to kill. Our senior, you have lived a very kind life. “Even angels can’t live like this.”
Comfort with some bones.
It was a comfort as if I knew that the referee was an angel.
It was definitely a coincidence, but the referee’s thoughts became more complicated after hearing the consolation.
To live. The feeling of wanting to kill someone.
okay.
The referee wanted to kill someone now.
I couldn’t deny that feeling.
‘that’s right. An angel should never have the desire to kill someone, ever. Why can’t an angel swear? Why is it that if you make even the slightest mistake, you become a devil or a fallen angel? Because it is such a pure being… Because it is the whitest being… … .’
If there is even the slightest dirt on you, you will no longer be an angel.
However, the human mind is a mind because it does not work as it wants. If you want to be able to operate it as if you were typing commands on a keyboard.
How could all that affection, all that hatred, all that tragedy and all that comedy come out?
‘But it can’t be helped.’
The feeling of hating someone this much is truly unavoidable.
It was a feeling that was truly hard to bear.
‘My heart hates them so much.’
Feeling the pain in his chest, the referee wiped away the last of his tears.
“thank you. Ugh. “It looked so ugly.”
The referee gives a fake smile. When the junior saw that smile, he immediately forgot what he was going to say.
Eyes filled with tears and a barely-there smile.
A beauty that seems to break.
It feels like looking at a very beautiful glass craft.
The junior quickly opened his lips, hiding his red cheeks.
“Oh, nothing to say.”
And you ask yourself, blushing when you see the man? This should never happen. No matter how much the referee is more beautiful than most girls.
After beating himself up, he said as if nothing had happened.
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“Would you like to take a short break? “I think it will be difficult to receive training as is.”
“Well, is that okay?”
“Sure.”
At the same time, the junior immediately sat down on the broken sofa nearby.
“Do you know my name?”
“Yes, his name was definitely Gori.”
“Oh, it’s an honor. “I never thought you would remember my name.”
ring. A boy who does not belong to any family or guild, but is mentioned as the next promising candidate in the swordsmanship department.
Because of his sharp facial features and scars left here and there, he was sometimes mistaken for a gangster or a gangster, but the truth was a little different.
Because Kori was not just a gangster.
No school affiliation.
Does not follow any swordsmanship format.
Swordsmanship just to survive and kill enemies. And with that alone, the man stood at the forefront of the first year of the swordsmanship department.
That was the ring.
“Honestly, it was a scary life. I’ve been living in the backworld since I stopped talking… It wasn’t easy to feel a life as authentic as the referee’s. No, should I say it’s my first time?”
“Ugh, sorry.”
“no. This is nothing to be sorry about. “I am saying with respect that it is a good way to live.”
Gori said something unpleasant with a refreshing expression.
“Senior, you will definitely become a good killing master. “Obviously.”
“A murder master. “I don’t want to be like that.”
“huh? From the world’s most powerful guild leader to Professor Park Jin-ho… They’re all murder masters, but you don’t want to be that kind of master? “Then why did you come to our academy?”
Pisilpisil- A ring that shows a light smile like a sheepish one. The referee was a little embarrassed and was wondering what to say.
“The term ‘murder master’ sounds a bit vulgar. however.”
Kori opened her lips.
“In this world, there is no better compliment than this.”
The referee also knew that the boy named Gori was saying these words to comfort the referee.
And I also knew that nothing Gori said was wrong.
“I guess you’re not used to living and killing. “This must be fate too. Would you like me to help you starting today?”
“are you okay.”
“Your expression doesn’t look okay at all, does it? Living like that will break people’s hearts if they don’t figure it out. Be honest. Are you sick? “That’s what started it.”
Wince – The referee hurriedly packed his bags and prepared to leave the sparring hall.
‘Getting used to living and killing. ‘How could that be?’
That kind of being is so devil-like.
How can such a being be called an angel?
‘You gave up living as an angel, but are you still obsessed with that? Referee, you decided to get revenge. ‘Looking at their faces at that moment when the observation class starts.’
Whose idea was this?
Is this the referee’s idea?
Or is it the devil’s thoughts in the referee’s mind?
‘So you decided to abandon all the children you protect and follow your evil desires.’
The devil growing in my heart.
The referee was definitely feeling his presence these days.
‘I do not know either.’
An angel referee who knows nothing. He doesn’t know what to do or what to give up.
‘I really don’t know what to do either… … .’
My junior’s voice is heard again.
“Sir, I know a way to solve that problem. “I’m telling you this for a truly pure purpose, so please believe me.”
“Don’t be crazy.”
Fluttering – The referee’s voice was trembling.
“I can take care of it.”
And the referee leaves the sparring arena at a brisk pace. Gori muttered as he looked at the referee’s back.
“It’s a shame. “Why didn’t the next owner of Gumyo Fortress tell me how to handle life?”
Wheezing – Gori with a somewhat cold smile.
“Things will work out easily.”
He said while looking at the referee who was leaving the sparring venue in a hurry.
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To live.
The energy felt when a person thinks they want to kill something.
In the old days, when there were no superhumans, the phrase ‘I felt alive’ was used interchangeably with the expression ‘I felt the intent to kill’. In other words, it could be interpreted as feeling that the other person wanted to kill something.
In other words, there is no such thing as a real murderous spirit.
However, the life of superhumans actually existed.
An energy that lowers the surrounding temperature, suppresses the nerves of beings that feel the energy, making them unable to move, and causes the amygdala, which creates fear and anxiety, to glow.
And if that energy was not resolved, a terrifying energy that could freeze the heart actually existed.
‘If your heart actually freezes like that, you will turn into a murderous monster that is eaten to survive.’
The referee continued reading the book.
‘It is said that a being who has become a murderous monster is said to have fallen into the evil spirit.’
And finally the last paragraph.
The referee had no choice but to close the book immediately after reading that paragraph.
‘There is no way to save a being who has fallen into a magical state. It only cuts down those that approach to save it and burns those that try to melt its heart. The only way to save them is to kill them.’
This was the future of the referee.
A murderous monster with a frozen heart.
To be precise, he will be called a killing angel.
“Am I being corrupted like this too?”
The referee put down the book with trembling hands.
I wanted help.
I thought it would be good if someone showed me the way.
What on earth should I do?
I really wanted you to tell me which is the correct answer.
‘Sir, I know a way to solve that problem. I’m saying this for a truly pure purpose, so please believe it.’
The image of a junior comes to mind at that moment.
The junior had the impression of being somewhat of a gangster, but the many residual scars around his face gave off an aura that could never be ignored.
It was clearly said that his name was Gori.
“help… … .”
I don’t believe in pure purpose either. However, I believed that I knew how to survive.
‘The life of an angel is terrifying. ‘It’s more dangerous than any other living thing.’
The Demon King proved it.
The Demon King was so vicious that he could literally freeze the heart of a superhuman and turn him into a demon.
Perhaps the referee, a member of the same race, also has that kind of fierceness.
‘And yet you just flinched and nothing happened.’
Since he was a boy who could only flinch at the murderous angel’s life, he must have experienced many types of death.
“ha.”
Barely following his reluctant steps, the referee headed towards the first-year dormitory.
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