An Angel Lives in the Academy Chapter 35

Episode 35: An angel who makes it rain (5)

“You can win without fighting? In order to cook, you need to find ingredients… … !”

Yumari’s voice becomes a little urgent.

However, the referee shook his head, ignoring Yumari’s voice. Referee and Yumari had to avoid fighting more than anyone else. If, while fighting, you step on a flower of reflection that the Naiad has placed like a mine… … .

‘It’s literally the worst. Even if my past is like that, Yumari’s past is… … .’

The past of Yumari, who was in charge of the darkness of Seocheon Confucianism… … .

‘It’s probably as dark as most spy movies.’

The referee bit his lip.

I don’t know if he knows the referee’s feelings like this… … .

“Referee, my strength is my fighting ability. “You have to use this strength to win.”

It was Yumari who said this calmly.

As expected, Yumari is someone who will do whatever it takes to win. I’m sure there are people among them who are friends with Yumari. Look.

Cold burning speculation.

‘I’m so intent on beating you up!’

The referee clicked his tongue. In fact, other students who participated in the Spirit’s Protection were acting similarly.

‘These are future heroes?’

In order to win, children will do whatever it takes to win.

The referee hid his laughter. Oh my, in a situation like this, I have no choice but to farm angel power. The referee slowly opened his mouth.

“Yumari. “A man named Maslow said this.”

“Excuse me?”

“To the person holding a hammer, everything looks like a nail.”

The referee muttered with regret.

“I guess the only thing our Central Academy students have learned since childhood is how to lift a hammer.”

Then it was time to teach these young students that there are many other tools in this world besides hammers.

… Of course, for his own angel power.

“There are many other methods besides violence. “I need to tell you that.”

Yumari looked at the boy. Hammer, you mean there is another way other than fighting?

‘That can’t be possible.’

There is no other way in this cruel world. People who say things like that are already… … .

“Referee! This fight can never stop! It’s a competition! “Once you fall behind, you are eliminated!”

“no.”

“Dang, I don’t know about you… … .”

Yumari said while holding the referee’s shoulder.

I shouldn’t have said this.

I shouldn’t have done it.

There was nothing I could do to persuade him.

“My mom said stupid things like that too. There is a much better way than killing and killing each other. “There is another way to save people like you.”

There were tears in her eyes.

“however… “But it’s not there anymore.”

Yumari is crying? That Yumari of the world?

The referee had never seen Yumari cry in his life.

‘for a moment… Yumari’s mother is definitely… … .’

The referee thought about Yumari’s mother.

Lumari, the spear dinosaur. Due to his uncharacteristically good nature, he was kidnapped by the Seocheon Confucian family and was taken advantage of before being killed.

‘That’s right, Yumari also lost his mother to the Seocheon Confucian family. Unreasonably… Miserable by violence.’

The referee recalled his past.

The day I crawled onto the sofa and held my breath. The night I realized that I would no longer be able to sleep comfortably.

The referee is now… I realized that Yumari in her previous life couldn’t sleep comfortably. But now he realizes that he hasn’t been able to do that even for a day.

‘Strange. Even though I’m looking at Yumari, I don’t feel betrayed.’

… The referee could understand Yumari’s hurt. He felt the pain of losing her family due to the absurdity of the world, and the despair of losing his only blood relative to unreasonable violence.

I understood it better than anyone else.

“Tears?”

A girl surprised by her own tears.

The boy understood the girl’s hurt.

And I touched it.

“I see.”

There were tears in the referee’s eyes.

“I know that pain too. really… … .”

Still, the boy couldn’t stop.

“So it has to be like this. So that other people don’t experience this pain… … .”

“… “You don’t have to.”

“No, it’s something only I can do.”

Yumari reaches out her hand again. The referee applied perfume to her hand and stroked her head. It was to calm her down like she had calmed down Soya last time.

‘This touch… … .’

A touch like stroking a child,

A strong heavenly scent.

Yumari couldn’t help but wince at this warmth.

‘I want to keep feeling this touch.’

While she was immersed in her thoughts, the referee was already heading further away.

“Do not go… … .”

But the boy didn’t listen.

The boy climbed onto the large stone around Lake Naiad. And he shouted.

“Everyone look here!”

The boy’s angelic voice echoed across Naiad Lake. Naiad looks at the referee as if he doesn’t know what he’s doing.

“Everyone stop fighting and look at me!”

The boy shouted again.

* * *

The Spirit’s Protection was a famous festival.

why? Because Spirit’s Protection was not just a school festival. The Spirit’s Protection was a ritual in which a student who showed exceptional ability became closer to a warrior by receiving the Spirit King’s blessing, and it was also a good promotional tool to show that academy students had many talents other than fighting.

So, people could not help but be greatly disappointed when they saw the spirit’s protection return.

Students fighting each other in the name of obtaining materials. Who would see this and think they are future heroes?

Ordinary people had no choice but to think first of the villain who was harassing them.

“What, we’re fighting again?”

“Hmph, then that’s right. “Awakened people do that every day.”

“They are crazy about battle.”

As an angel, the referee felt that the world had become darker.

‘It is the duty of an angel. They say I get a lot of angelic power when I say something like this.’

The referee quenched his appetite.

It was like that when I pulled out the holy sword.

‘I guess it means preventing discord between ordinary people and superhumans… … .’

Superhumans were the top of the human world. How were they able to achieve hegemony in the human world? Of course, through force and violence.

Power and violence, the authority of these two, were solid truths that have never been broken since history. And the supermen were worshipers of this truth.

But to the general public, it didn’t look that nice.

Moreover, they say that superhumans are humanity’s heroes to fight against the devil’s army… Among them were not always heroes.

Without having to go far to the villain,

Corrupt heroes walking around.

thus… … .

“Superhumans… … .”

“Damn it, I’d rather be a monster.”

I could hear the same sound.

That is why ordinary people often hated superhumans. They are just powerful gangsters. They know nothing but violence.

And now, many ordinary people who were seeing the spirit’s protection were saying this.

“What, why are you fighting when you say you’re cooking?”

“Ugh, are you going to hit me on the back of the head like that?”

“Cruel bastards.”

That’s why the spirit’s protection was important. It was a good opportunity to show a different side of the superhuman… … .

‘Actually, I thought it would happen like this.’

The referee recalled his past life. This spirit’s protection, which was prepared to humiliate Yumari, ended in a very ugly way even without the referee’s intervention.

Schemes, betrayal, and harassment by the majority.

While airing all the harassment by those in power.

He did not show anything worthy of being a hero to humanity.

‘That’s why a new term called superhuman disbelief was created among people.’

The distrust that spread like this became one of the reasons why humanity was defeated by the devil. If superhumans and ordinary people do not trust each other, how can they fight as one in front of the devil?

So the referee thought.

In that case, it would be better to look worse than before. And the referee said it would be a good idea to overturn it all at once.

‘That way you can get more angel power. Besides, how much angelic power did it take to prevent the world from turning dark? … .’

The referee was anxious to gain angel power.

“Everyone stop fighting and look at me!”

A boy’s voice echoed across broadcasts around the world.

The boy had an unforgettable appearance.

Although it is a cliché expression.

It looked like an angel.

So many people who were paying attention to the spirit’s protection, and even people who turned off the TV out of disappointment, turned it on again after hearing the rumor spread on the Internet.

However, to the school seniors who participated in this competition, he was nothing more than an unknown first-year student.

“what?”

“Do you know who it is?”

“Uh, maybe first year… … .”

“Did you say referee? “It’s famous among first-year martial arts students.”

Then, I heard ridicule from the seniors.

“Well, I guess you can ignore the first year.”

“The weak guy is trying to take time somehow… “It’s pathetic.”

And all these words were broadcast.

Their ridicule seemed to be aimed at ordinary people. “No, no,” “Why do you talk like that?” Naturally, the general public had no choice but to cheer on the ridiculed boy.

The boy shouted again.

“We are not gathered here to fight.”

“I just wanted to say something like that.”

However, it was not the Central Academy students who would listen to such words to the end.

Immediately, a senior from the swordsmanship department with a confident expression charges towards the referee.

‘No, I haven’t even finished talking before they rush in right away. Hmm, this is the posture of the 3rd type of Cheongju Swordsmanship. Seeing his high level of skill, I understand why he makes that kind of expression.’

It was definitely a strong kendo.

Probably better than any active superhuman swordsman.

But the opponent was bad.

Referee, successor to Jincheonggu Swordsmanship, the original and high-level skill of Cheonggu Swordsmanship. It may be okay for other swordsmanship, but if it is Cheonggu Swordsmanship, unless the opponent’s skill is extremely high… … .

‘It is possible to destroy something like this.’

The blue sword energy was extending towards the referee’s side, but the sword energy went in a completely wrong direction as the referee had dodged his steps.

“Huh?”

The senior in the swordsmanship department, who could not stop his rush, fell into the lake, drawn by the energy of the sword. Everyone laughed together, from the audience in the stands to the general public watching the broadcast of the competition.

“ha ha ha.”

“Tsk, you pretended to be strong.”

However, other students who participated in the spirit’s protection could not laugh. This is because I knew very well how strong the second-year swordsman who fell into the lake was.

‘The eldest son of the Sword Family like that?’

‘I heard that you have reached level 5 in billing swordsmanship.’

‘Cheonggu swordsmanship is an ascending martial art. But I raised it to 5 stars, level 5… ‘To make fun of such a high level of swordsmanship like that?’

Of course, the reason such a joke was possible was because the boy was a master of Jincheonggu swordsmanship… There was no way other students knew about this.

‘He is an incredibly talented person… … !’

‘What’s behind that angelic face…’ … .’

So the other students stopped attacking me. To be precise, I didn’t dare attack him. Anyway, the referee got a chance to open his mouth like this.

“Let me say it again. We didn’t come here to fight. “I came to make a dish that will satisfy Naiad.”

“So you’re trying to get ingredients.”

A rebuttal is immediately heard. Nevertheless, the referee maintained his composure and continued his explanation calmly.

“In my view, it’s more about finding ingredients… “I think you’re more focused on fighting because of the resentment you have with each other.”

“Anyway, this event is a winner-takes-all system. “What’s wrong with interfering with someone else’s ability to get ingredients?”

In response to the seniors’ unanswered comments, the referee bowed his head.

‘What on earth is the problem? Is it a problem with the large powers that raised them? Or is it the professors at our academy who are teaching them that are the problem?’

Maybe it’s all a problem. A home and an academy that teach only force and violence.

‘… Well, it doesn’t matter. The more it is like this, the more angelic power comes in.’

Even at times like this, I can’t believe I only think about angelic power.

In some ways, the referee was a very positive angel.

The boy raised his head and continued speaking.

“You can’t cook a dish with salt alone.”

“What are you saying all of a sudden?”

“You can’t make a dish with herbs alone, you can’t make a dish with spices alone. Do you understand? Cooking requires a lot of ingredients!”

Yes.

Cooking required numerous ingredients. A good dish cannot be made with just one ingredient.

So cooking is for farmers, fishermen, deliverers, processors… It is the cooperation of countless people.

“But after fighting like this, can we even cook a dish? Ah, I guess I can make it. But perhaps the food prepared that way… … .”

The referee declared coldly.

“None of us will want to eat it.”

The participating students finally became quiet. A few people opened their mouths to refute, but in the end they could not open their mouths completely. This is because there was nothing wrong with what the referee said.

“… So what do you want to say?”

“We share the materials we have secured with each other. “In the form of barter.”

“How can you believe that? “We were fighting to eliminate each other just now.”

The referee took out small bottles from his pocket.

These were bottles filled with heavenly perfume.

“Then I will share it with you first.”

The referee opened one of the bottles. Fragrant and savory… The scent of the really delicious oil spread around the referee.

Growling – Many students who couldn’t even eat because they were participating in the spirit’s protection were swallowing their saliva and barely trying to keep their spirits up.

“Take it. “It will be very delicious if you use it in dishes that involve oil.”

Some shy students quickly took the bottles and used their fingers to taste the oil in them.

“it’s good.”

“Is this oil? Then what about what I’ve been eating so far… … ?”

He looked like he was really impressed by the taste.

As the response began to improve, many students who had hesitated

One by one, they started taking the referee’s scented oil.

And countless status windows that come to mind.

The rising power of angels.

The referee was also moved by the message.

‘It’s as expected. As expected, the blessing of the angel who anoints the king is Lv.2. The taste has also improved to a new level… … !’

He was a boy who felt proud as an oil producer.

I feel like I have become a craftsman.

From now on, I was the Artisan Angel Referee.

‘It’s a huge benefit. ‘I can’t believe I’m stealing angelic power from so many students with almost free oil.’

“Hehehe.”

Completely filled with greed… … .

No, it was the referee smiling like an angel.

‘And now, in return for fulfilling my duty, I will receive tremendous angelic power!’

Students hand out gas and see their favorite referee… Of course, I couldn’t help but have doubts.

‘Why do you like that kid so much? This is just a loss. If you give away these delicious ingredients to your competitors for free… … .’

And the realization that came immediately.

‘… I see I found out why that boy was smiling. They’re just smiling because they’re happy because we enjoy the food. Without even thinking about other calculations or benefits.’

And what came next was shame.

‘That’s what food is like.’

When people feel shame, they naturally change their behavior.

one student said.

“excuse me… … .”

“huh?”

“Why don’t we exchange our herbs and your mushrooms?”

Another student who received the suggestion answered with his head down.

“… good.”

Little by little, the fighting stopped.

The boys and girls who had been fighting to destroy each other until now stopped fighting and began to cooperate with each other due to the sacrifice of one boy.

It was like a scene from a movie.

The people who were in a bloody fight until now realize their mistakes and begin to cooperate.

People watching TV muttered:

“Not all superhumans are violent.”

Other people also said this:

“What is that boy?”

“There is no benefit to you, but just to stop the fight… … .”

“Ha, at least one person is like that.”

“But that one person stopped the whole fight.”

“… “That’s amazing.”

What kind of hero does humanity truly need?

fantasy,