Episode 32: An angel who makes it rain (2)
“Hehehehe.”
The referee stumbled and fell.
And I looked up at the ceiling.
“I miss the hospital… … .”
Many students were lying down next to the whining referee. They were all first year students in the swordsmanship department who were taking classes with the referee.
“Whoosh whoosh…” … .”
“I’m going to die like this… … .”
“Ugh, I’m running out of magic now… … .”
Glancing – the referee watched the assistant trainers. As expected, his expression was full of dissatisfaction. ‘Is this all you can do?’ It seemed like he was saying this.
An order from Park Jin-ho, who was watching that scene.
“Teachers, to your positions!”
As the teaching assistants move away from the students, you start to hear curses little by little from those around you.
“Damn… … .”
“You bastards… … .”
Curses heard quietly. The referee also wanted to join in and say something… Unfortunately, angels cannot swear.
Then, all I can do is wipe my sweat and think about when class will end.
A student asks.
“Referee… … .”
“huh?”
“You really never swear. amazing.”
The referee could only laugh at these words.
So the classes in the swordsmanship department continued.
The referee thought to himself as he swung his heavy sword. The weight was too much for him to bear even with Strength 13, and if it weren’t for the power of martial arts, he would have already collapsed a long time ago.
‘This is why the big guilds are taking in Central Academy graduates.’
Even if I am the guild’s personnel authority, I will naturally hire someone who has endured such hardships. Because there are probably only people who have the confidence to endure no matter what they ask them to do.
“Ten more times!”
Ugh- Ugh- Ugh- Ugh-
Goosebumps and sweat soaking the floor.
“good. Ten more times!”
Why does the number keep increasing?
The referee was starting to get confused as to whether this was the military, a school, or something similar. If you think about it, the professors at the Central Academy were not people to whom the word professor was appropriate.
Starting with Lusa, Jinho Park and Klein… … .
They may be all heroes of humanity, but they have many personality problems that make it difficult to teach them.
“Ten more times!”
Well, stop… stop!
The referee let out a silent roar.
‘I miss the hospital… … !’
The referee was suffering again today.
And rest time. The students fell to their seats, leaving the fallen heavy sword alone.
“Whoa.”
“Ugh.”
If I heard the sound, I would think it was some kind of exhibition ward. The teaching assistants made a “tsk” sound and learned the command to not shout again.
“Cadets! One or two of the cadets will need to put away their heavy swords. “If you want, get up quickly.”
It was a tradition of the swordsmanship department. The cadet who boasted the lowest score today had to work hard to clean up after class.
Therefore, when the teaching assistant told them to get up quickly if they wanted to, it was the same as saying that students with lower grades should not rest and get up on their own.
‘Wow, I really can’t move a bit… By the way, I’m almost running out of angel power. There is also a martial arts class today. ruined. ‘Is there any way to rent it somewhere?’
The referee winced and thought.
Likewise, would a student with the lowest grades have any energy left to move now? The other students took a quick glance, but they just collapsed in tears and couldn’t speak.
“Ha, is it going to come out like this? The entire department must be penalized… … .”
But will students who are immediately penalized understand such a situation? The atmosphere gradually became more hostile.
A thought crossed the referee’s head at that moment.
‘Wait a minute, if I take that away, won’t angelic power come in? Cleaning the cathedral also requires a lot of angelic power… … .’
“Okay, let’s see how far we can go. All the cadets… … .”
“I will clean it up.”
Before the assistant’s disapproval command was given, a boy raised his hand.
“Referee Cadet?”
The teaching assistant recognized the boy at once.
Even though she was sweaty and tired, her angelic appearance was something that was very rare to see. That boy, wearing a training uniform a little bigger than his size, always took the initiative and stepped forward when something like this happened.
“also… … .”
Look. He can’t believe he’s trying to clean up while his arms and legs are shaking like that, while the people who really need to clean up are just making fun of him.
“Cadets. Shame on you.”
However, there are no student regulations that can say anything about this. After saying these words, the teaching assistant returned to his seat with a regretful expression on his face.
Of course, the referee didn’t care.
Even though I had no strength in my limbs… … .
Because it would be better to receive the angel buff. It was better to receive a real angel buff than to rest quietly and suffer from muscle pain.
furthermore… … .
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Even sweet angelic power.
As a referee, there was no reason not to remove these heavy swords.
“No way again… “That’s amazing.”
The swordsmanship department students looked at the referee. The sight of him barely holding the heavy sword away with his trembling limbs is sure to be laughed at by people who think he’s stupid for going through all the trouble.
“I feel a bit like a hero… … .”
For most students who admire heroes, it was somewhat of a dream. Doing something for the weak who have fallen in difficult situations.
“It’s honorable.”
Because it was definitely something that touched my heart a little. And of course, there was nothing to say about the thoughts of the underachievers who received help.
The referee who had a bit of a fight with other first-year swordsmanship students because of Hongwol. But other than them, the referee was gradually gaining the respect of the first graders.
In this way, he was considered cute in the martial arts department where he boasted friendship as his classmate, and he was a referee who earned respect in the swordsmanship department where he was called a cadet and received military-style training.
“I’ll help too.”
It was a familiar voice now. Long pink hair and a cute, wagging tail. It was Hongwol, a first-year senior in the swordsmanship department.
Her practice uniform had a small medal attached to it.
To find out about this medal, you have to go back to the morning a week ago.
A week ago, the referee returned to the academy and went to meet the professors with high expectations after hearing Rusa’s promise that he had ‘something to give’.
And what I have to give is… … .
“It’s a medal.”
“yes yes?”
Jin-ho Park held the referee’s shoulder as if he was proud.
“Honorable actions deserve recognition!”
His eyes were sparkling.
The referee felt a little afraid.
‘This gentleman… Was this your personality?’
“I plan to give many things to the military through this recognition ceremony. First, we gathered broadcasting stations from around the world to report on the military’s achievements, opened a support group, and through the foundation… … .”
Glancing – the referee saw numerous booklets placed next to Jinho Park. There, the referee’s actions were exaggerated. Of course, the information about the Holy Sword, the Moon Cat, and the professors is confidential, so it is expressed with appropriate changes… … .
‘W-what is this? Yongbieocheonga? No, it’s Leviathan because it was targeted at me?’
It was a referee whose eyes went dark. However, Park Jin-ho seemed intent on sharing this with those around him.
“Other people should also know about the military’s achievements. “We can’t be the only ones aware of such an honorable thing!”
Glitter-
Jinho Park held up the booklet with a proud expression.
He looked like a man with bulging arms.
“Wait a minute, Professor!”
“Um, something?”
The referee’s face turned white.
In fact, it had to be that way.
‘If the medal award ceremony is held on a grand scale like this, and this ridiculous booklet is distributed to reporters… … .’
What would happen if that happens? Of course, it will attract the attention of the Demon King’s army. And the thing that draws attention to the Demon King’s army is.
‘This is something that should really be avoided.’
The referee looked at Jin-ho Park with an earnest expression.
“Can you award this medal to Wol-i?”
If so, then it’s time to pass it on. And if you yield to Hongwol and obtain angel power… … .
“… “Why?”
Jin-ho Park looked at the referee with a disappointed expression. The referee closed his eyes for a moment and collected his thoughts. I feel like I’m passing it on because I don’t want to attract attention, so I’m handing it over to Hongwol, who is good at giving angel power, and I’m also farming angel power… I wanted to say that, but I couldn’t.
Then what excuse should I make? The referee could only continue to look at Jin-ho Park without saying anything.
“Right.”
Jinho Park spoke in a definitive tone.
“Currently rampant within the department… This is to eliminate the sense of discrimination against Ms. Hongwol. If Miss Hongwol receives this commendation for saving many people, even we immature swordsmanship students will have no choice but to acknowledge Miss Hongwol.”
The referee nodded.
It was a very good cause.
However, one thing the referee did not know was that Hongwol was listening to this entire conversation.
‘For me?’
Her pink ears couldn’t help but twitch to hear the conversation. The referee, unaware of this fact, continued speaking in an attempt to further confuse Park Jin-ho.
“I trust Wol-i.”
Now Hongyue felt a strong desire. She has a desire to transform herself right now and be loved by that boy.
Referee knew Hongwol as a villain and was wary of Hongwol in human form, but he didn’t know anything about Pinky so he easily made her cute.
I wanted to feel cute right now. I rub his cheek, sit on his shoulder, and give him a squeeze… … .
‘No, what are you thinking about now? Absolutely not. I don’t want to do that at all. It’s not some kind of animal… … !’
They say no.
Anyway, Jin-ho Park accepted the referee’s suggestion with a benevolent expression.
“Hmm. i get it. It’s a favor from the military to prove me wrong… “Of course I have no choice but to listen.”
In this way, Hongwol received the commendation. All the large-scale events prepared for the referee were replaced with those for Hongyue, and the swordsmanship department students also recognized her achievements and no longer ignored Hongyue.
‘friend… A classmate you only see in movies… … .’
There were even students who became friends with Hongwol. So Hongwol decided to continue attending the academy.
furthermore… … .
Basically, giving up your honor to others. Saving a girl from bullying. Making it possible for a girl to continue attending the academy was evaluated as an angelic act… … .
The rising angel power was a bonus.
“Huh, it’s heavy.”
The referee was in the process of stacking heavy swords on one side of the warehouse. Hongwol watched closely what the referee was doing next to him.
“Wol. “Thank you for your help.”
“Huh, this is it.”
It’s finally over.
Hongwol thought he could finally spend time with the referee.
But there is still work to be done.
The referee turned on the screen in charge of the warehouse’s electronic receipt and payment system. Now that the heavy sword was back in the warehouse, I had to make sure the system was up to date.
Click click-
A boy concentrating on the screen.
Hongwol felt somewhat annoyed.
“Hmm, is this okay? is not it? Should I update this too… … .”
Irritability that continues to build up. For the first time in a long time, Hongwol felt a fighting spirit toward an inanimate object.
‘There’s something annoying about concentrating on that monitor… … .’
In the end, Hongwol naturally jumped up on the table and covered the monitor screen that the referee was looking at with his body.
After that, he crouched down and looked at the boy.
After a while… … .
The referee is embarrassed.
“Wol, Wol?”
“huh?”
“What are you doing now?”
And only then did Hongwol realize his actions.
“… “Oh, there’s a bug here.”
Hongwol, whose cheeks turned bright red, said something nonsense and ran out of the warehouse faster than anyone else.
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