An Angel Lives in the Academy Chapter 24

Episode 24: The angel who drew the holy sword (1)

Fairy fighting techniques, Jin-Cheonggu swordsmanship, and Klein-style magic arts. As far as the referee knows, all of these skills are considered the best in their respective fields.

As Rusa said, the Fairy Fighting Art is a fighting art that contains the essence of the Elven King’s 10,000 years of existence, and there was no technique that could match it among the similar fighting techniques or fighting techniques.

Cheonggugeomsul was a martial art famous for being strong in the human world. Any super swordsman would definitely want to learn it at least once, so it’s worth knowing about its popularity. It is said that this ‘general’ billed sword technique was quite strong, but the true beauty of this sword technique can only be seen when one first practices the sword technique with a holy sword.

Cheonggu swordsmanship performed with a sacred sword is called Jin-Cheonggu swordsmanship. There was only one user, Park Jin-ho.

The Jincheonggu swordsmanship performed by Park Jin-ho… … .

‘It’s scary. If it weren’t for the Sword Demon, Park Jin-ho would have taken at least one arm of the Demon King.’

It was known to be very strong.

Lastly, Kleinian magic is… … .

‘Kline-style magic arts have a strong practical and combative tendency, unlike other magic arts that focus on academic research. So it’s easier to learn and much more powerful than other magic arts.’

Of course, even though it was easy to learn, it was a skill that could only be learned by borrowing Soya’s magic talent.

‘I’m sure Professor Klein said he explained it in an easy way, but why does it all look like an alien language?’

The referee put down the Klein-style magic book. This was a book that Professor Klein lent to the Referee out of favor, and it was a fearsome item with a value that rivaled that of ancient grimoires. Of course, it also meant that Kleinian magic was that powerful.

Of course, since it is such a book, it was difficult to understand even a single sentence without Soya’s talent.

‘It’s a shame… … .’

In other words, there is still a long way to go before becoming a magic angel referee.

“Whoa… … .”

The referee put down the grimoire and fell into thought. I will have to endure a little longer in the next three classes to raise the level of these skills further, and if I feel I have raised them all appropriately, I will have to choose a department.

So which department should you choose?

Each department had its pros and cons. I liked the classmates in the martial arts department, but the professors were too violent, and the swordsmanship department, although it was the strongest and largest department, had a military-like atmosphere. The magic department was the best, but the referee had no magic talent. Besides, his classmates hate him.

“Hmm… … .”

While the referee was so worried,

A pot next to me began to boil.

“Hmm… “It’s almost dinner, why aren’t you coming?”

The boy tasted the boiling stew. Moderate umami and spiciness. And a scent that makes you feel cozy… … .

It was home food that went beyond home food.

“It tastes scary… … .”

Is this the power of a master-level cook? Once you eat it, you want to keep eating it and swallow it whole.

“hungry.”

However, the referee could not eat alone. Then he would lose the angelic power coming in because of ‘being with the lonely girl’.

‘I have no choice but to go look for it.’

The referee put on his coat and went out of the cathedral. As winter passed, the cold atmosphere went away, but the evenings were still quite chilly.

Fortunately, Soya was found quickly.

This is because Soya’s characteristic disparaging voice was heard from a park a little away from the cathedral.

“what? “What did you say?”

Besides, from what you’re talking about, it looks like they’re fighting again.

The referee smiled slightly when he saw that.

Since ‘preventing discord among future heroes is an angelic task,’ it was another opportunity to gain angelic power.

“You touch someone else’s… He said he didn’t know the numbers. “You’re a witch.”

“Who says they don’t know shame?”

Two girls were talking in the park. The name of this girl wearing a black wizard hat and robe and holding a gloomy grimoire is Soya, and the girl who is taller than Soya and has flowing pink hair is named Hongwol.

Why on earth are you two fighting?

The referee carefully hid behind a tree.

I didn’t intend to watch the fight, but first of all, shouldn’t we know why they fight?

“Think about it carefully. “If you weren’t a boy, you wouldn’t have been able to come to this school, and even if you had, you would have been experiencing hell in the dormitory.”

“It is true that I received help from that child, but… “It’s none of your business!”

“You have no conscience. Was that all that helped? Why on earth is the referee like this… … .”

Hongwol leisurely touched Soya’s shoulder.

“So you try to win his favor by being cute and cute to the boy. Because I am nothing without the boy. Still not sure? “You are nothing but a parasite.”

“shut up.”

Coogugung- Kwagang-

Soya cast Hand of Darkness. At the peak of the black magic magic, most mages were able to cast without chanting something that would take ten minutes to cast.

Of course, the power hasn’t decreased at all.

“It’s none of your business. She doesn’t see me like that… … !”

“Is that really true?”

“And me, I don’t care about him either!”

But Hongyue sneered and shook off all those black hands. And once it has attacked, it must now be blocked.

And Soya didn’t know how to stop it.

“Aaaah!”

“I don’t care… So why not magically dry your hair in the morning? Why do you go to school with the boy when you can go directly to the department through teleportation? why?”

Hongwol trampled on Soya and laughed cruelly.

Then Soya… … .

I sobbed again.

“Do you think you wouldn’t do that?”

“… what?”

“I don’t think you would do that… … !”

There was silence. Hongwol’s sneer disappeared in an instant, and she bit her lip for a moment before muttering with an expressionless expression.

“Yeah, I don’t do that. “The Moon Cat Clan doesn’t work with men, they own them.”

“… Well done. “On the topic of gangsters.”

“I am Hongyue, the next chieftain of the Moon Cat Clan. Do you think I would dare show cuteness to a man like that? Blarney? “That will never happen.”

After leaving those words, Hongwol disappeared in an instant. Left alone, Soya muttered, wiping her tears with her sleeve.

“Hey, this f*ucking black-hating cat… … .”

Soya flicked her fingers, shaking off the dust from her clothes. At that moment, the girl disappeared, leaving behind a blue light.

“Teleport?”

The referee muttered.

what? What Hongwol said is true, right? Casting teleportation, which only a six-level wizard can barely do, is that easy?

“… “It’s a little scary.”

Soya was becoming stronger so quickly.

* * *

The referee who returned to the cathedral muttered, pretending not to notice.

“what. “Soya, where did you fall?”

“Oh, this… “It’s no big deal.”

If you want to move on like that, you have no choice. The referee dusted Soya’s robe a few times and placed it in the laundry collection area.

“Referee, you… … .”

“Yes why?”

“If you are stronger and taller than me… I have a lot of money… Anyway, what would you do if someone like this asked you to live with him?”

The referee had no choice but to ask while preparing the meal.

“Why all of a sudden?”

“No, just… … .”

“It doesn’t matter who offers to live together. “We promised to live together.”

Whoever proposes to live together can compare to Soya, who gives angelic energy every day. The boy placed the stew in the exact center and said with a smile.

“therefore… “I’m not leaving you.”

Those were kind words. Of course, the words were kind, but the meaning was filled with the referee’s desire to eat more angel power… … .

Anyway, Soya was a little moved.

So he threw away his arrogant attitude and muttered in a somewhat foolish manner.

“You have to keep that word. If you break your promise to the warlock… Something scary might happen…”

And it even seemed somewhat earnest.

At night, after washing up, Soya proudly held out her hair. The referee gently dried her hair without saying a word.

Hongwol’s ridicule comes to mind at that moment.

‘I don’t care… ‘Then why don’t you magically dry your hair in the morning?’

Maybe it’s loneliness.

It was a feeling the boy knew all too well.

The referee thought. Something like this… Even if the angelic power doesn’t come in, I can do it.

“Okay, that’s it.”

The referee said as he carefully combed Soya’s hair. Even though I still dream of my childhood today… … .

Maybe we can both sleep comfortably tonight.

* * *

Actually, there was one more class that the referee had to take. This is a divine power class that people with divine power must take.

This class was taught by Professor Rebecca.

Rebecca. She is a person with divine power so powerful that she is called a saint in a world different from this one, and one of the professors at the Central Academy who are the true antagonists of the Demon King.

She hid her faded blonde hair with a veil and had slightly overly white skin. She always wore a neat nun’s uniform, hiding her deep sorrow in her smile.

The referee was annoyed by her.

because… … .

For some reason, I felt like I was suffering from middle school disease.

“Isn’t it amazing? “The legend of ‘Cain’ remains, whether in our world or here.”

“… Haha, I see.”

Rebecca did not teach about divine power. They say that sacred power is a power that harms the user’s body, so one should refrain from using it… Of course, other superhumans don’t care about this… … .

He said it with deep resentment.

“When you look at it that way, it seems like this truth is really old. “It’s probably older than any other religion.”

“What is that truth?”

Riel’s eyes were on the referee, but she was looking into the distance.

“Light against the jungle… “It’s a diet of the jungle.”

Rebecca smiled. No, I can’t believe that a saintly woman would say something like this with a smile.

‘This is a saint… … ?’

The referee couldn’t help but laugh.

“Even before humans invented language, they hit their brothers on the head with stones. That is the beginning of humanity. In the end, people… “They are all just descendants of murderers.”

Those were terrifying words. Why on earth does this saint hate people so much? The referee had no choice but to make up a few words to gain angel power.

“… We are not descendants of murderers. We are farmers, blacksmiths, and people who keep our homes… “I am a descendant of such ordinary people.”

The boy smiled slightly and then opened his mouth with an angelic expression.

“Just like the professor.”

“… … !”

‘Ahh, I like this divine power class. ‘You can farm angel power through Professor Rebecca.’

‘Just like the professor.’

These were words that truly warmed my heart. Hard to hear from other divine power users… Why does this boy answer so innocently, as if he has never been hit by any dirt?

Rebecca always wondered that.

Even though we users of divine power sacrifice our lives for humanity, we do not receive proper compensation… … .

‘If you think about it, it was like that. Restoring the cathedral selflessly… … .’

Rebecca bit her lip. Every time he heard the boy’s answer, he felt bad because he felt like he was seeing his old self. however… For some reason, I didn’t hate it.

“… “This is the end of today’s class.”

“yes.”

It was a welcome sound to hear.

The referee quickly got up and packed his bags.

“But it’s nice that class ends early.”

If there was one good thing about the divine power class, it was that it ended very quickly.

“Nya… … .”

However, it was unfortunate for some that the divine power class ended quickly. For example, a cat secretly entered the church during his spare time, thinking the boy was going to a long class.

It could have been unfortunate for such a cat.

When the door opened, both the referee and the pink cat were taken aback.

“what… … ?”

“Hey, Lee Aeon?”

And while the pink cat was startled and unable to move, the referee picked it up.

“Wow, wow. Pink… … !”

“Nya… … !”

“You were worried! “You’re alive!”

The referee stroked the cat’s head as if he was really happy. Hongwol was embarrassed by the first time he was being stroked, but said, ‘I have to run away.’ She thought the same thing and she enjoyed those strokes.

“Oh right. “I need to prepare lunch.”

However, when the referee stopped stroking and tried to go to the kitchen, Pink unknowingly blocked the boy’s path and fell down, showing his stomach.

And she showed off her cuteness by slightly raising her arms.

“what. “Do you want me to keep touching you?”

Stroking – A languid happiness filled Pink’s head. A word flashed in Pink’s mind for a moment… … .

‘I am Hongwol, the next chief of the Moon Cat Clan. Do you think I would dare show cuteness to a man like that? Blarney? That will never happen.’

I’m sure there was someone who laughed at Soya by saying something like this… But since Pink was just a cat, it didn’t matter.

Shocking – But Pink’s ordeal was just beginning. As a magic genius, she is a girl who can recognize magical disguises, disguises, and polymorphs.

Because Soya entered the cathedral.

However, neither the referee nor Pinkie realized that Soya had entered. Because the referee was busy playing with Pink and Pink was busy making fun of her.

“what… … ?”

The girl looked at this for a while and muttered.

“What is this annoying colored cat?”

fantasy,