Episode 55: An angel who creates a club (8)
What is a housemaster?
Housemaster refers to the teacher who manages the dormitory. The teachers’ main job is to guide and supervise the lives of the dormitory students.
Hexie thought about a future in which she would serve as the referee’s housemaster.
‘Guidance and supervision… I personally supervise the angel’s life… … .’
Angel… … .
No, guiding the referee’s life… … .
Hexie smiled darkly, imagining the future that would unfold in the future.
“Hehehe… … .”
Hexie was a gloomy looking Hexie who was already suffering from a lack of angelic power. Even though the referee was clueless and Soya was even more clueless than the referee, Hexie’s smile this time seemed a bit problematic.
“Lee, referee.”
Soya pulling the referee’s sleeve.
“Hehehe.”
“Referee! I actually have a sixth sense! “That sixth sense tells me, that professor definitely didn’t come here for a pure purpose!”
In fact, even without a sixth sense, anyone could easily tell that Hexie was having dark delusions.
“We have to kick them out… “You’re a black-hating professor!”
Soya continued to pull the referee’s sleeve and whine, but the referee could not easily chase Hexi away.
The referee was troubled.
‘I don’t want an adult to manage us.’
Why do people start living alone?
There are many reasons to start living alone… Among them, the first one to be chosen was ‘freedom.’
‘Obviously, in movies and novels, the housemasters tell this place to clean because it’s dirty. Sleep fast. What is the state of the room arrangement? Stop eating snacks. ‘He just nags me so much.’
If you listen to this kind of nagging, it will become difficult for the referee to clean the cathedral until it shines, you will notice that you clean up Soya’s messy room with a magic book every day, and you will also get nagged that you pack a well-packed lunch for Soya so that he doesn’t eat snacks. I didn’t know… … .
‘Oh, what kind of life have I been living until now?’
The referee suddenly almost shed a tear.
‘I’m not Cinderella from a fairy tale, so what on earth…? … .’
If Hexie knew about the referee’s condition… Instead of nagging, she might have been crying next to me.
He was truly a poor angel referee.
“Referee?”
Soya, a grateful(?) person who helps the referee with his life, tilts his head. The referee smiled slightly and patted her head.
“Ugh, don’t treat me like a kid… … .”
Soya said that, but
He did not shake off the referee’s hand.
“It’s impure… … !”
However, judging from the way Hexie was shaking, it seemed like this might be a problem.
“Professor, shall we eat breakfast first? “It’s early in the morning, so I think you skipped eating and came here.”
So the referee decided to do this.
If Hexie gives him as much angel power as Soya, he will accept Hexie as a new member of the cathedral. If not, he will use the angel’s power to send Hexie back.
If you give an order as an angel, Hexie will listen even though she’s whimpering.
‘Hexie listened to me during the last student council incident. I can stop Hexie!’
Of course, I was able to stop Hexie now.
But will this really be possible in the future?
The stupid referee didn’t even think about it that far.
‘If Soya and Hexie live together, more problems will arise, but the problems that the warriors face are the source of angel power!’
The referee clenched his fist.
“I’ll prepare breakfast for you in a moment, so please sit down. Cow, you sit down too.”
“B-but.”
Soya sat next to the table, dragging her slippers, like a child being dragged to the dentist.
Hexie, of course, was sitting across from Soya and watching her closely.
“student.”
“… why?”
“What’s your name?”
Soya hesitated for a moment, then slowly opened his mouth.
“It’s a cow.”
“Is your last name ‘So’?”
“Hmph, I’ve abandoned my original last name for a long time. “Just call me Soya!”
Hexie nodded and raised her teacup, giving off a princess-like air.
“Cow. Let’s get along.”
She spoke as if it had already been confirmed that she would become the head of this cathedral. Soya could not refute the professor’s words and her hands were shaking.
‘Still, I’m glad. Hexie, who was supplied with angelic power, appears to be quite normal.’
If you think about it, it was like that.
Vampires are not always thirsty for blood and fall into mania, and werewolves can live as normal humans when the moon is not up.
The same was true for artificial warriors.
With an angelic power as warm as the sun, it was possible to display such an aristocratic attitude.
‘Wait a minute, if it’s similar to a vampire’s habits… If I disappear for a long time, does that mean I will run wild again? … ?’
The referee was deep in thought, stirring eggs.
Those thoughts are about the unfolding events and the unfolding profound truths of this world.
‘Shall I grill another piece of bacon?’
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No, I was just thinking about breakfast.
“Professor, are you very hungry?”
“no. it’s okay.”
“Professor, respectful language… … .”
“Oh, it’s okay.”
Soya looked at Professor Hexi, who suddenly spoke politely, and raised a question mark above her head. However, he didn’t seem to notice why Hexie used the polite language.
A simple meal consisting of bacon, pancakes, and scrambled eggs was prepared.
“It’s Lumberjack style, huh?”
Hexie, seeing this breakfast, asked lightly.
“Nem.”
The referee nodded to the question and
“Lumberjack? Oh, it’s a lumberjack? “Lumberjack is good.”
Soya pretended to know.
Hexie slowly and elegantly lifted the utensils. And Soya clumsily imitated Hexie and picked up the utensils. And so the meal begins.
Food prepared by angels enters the mouths of warriors.
‘Two Barracks On.’
Marine twice.
No, magic that produces double angel power.
‘Professor Hexie. You can come with us!’
The referee nodded as he cut the pancake.
smart-
There is another knock on the door.
“… “There are many customers this morning.”
The next customer was a courier.
There was only a bunch of packages left in front of the cathedral, and it was a little strange that the delivery man was nowhere to be seen.
The name of the place called New Angel Church General Headquarters was written in the address where it was sent.
“what? New Angel Church? “Where are we again?”
The referee opened the package.
Inside was a small dagger and white leather gloves.
“Wait a minute, this… … .”
These were the angelic weapons seen in the pseudo-religion called New Shinrikyo. Because it was so shiny, I thought it was a toy only for children.
‘Seeing people’s reactions, it seemed like it was real. But you sent me the real angel’s armor?’
An angel’s weapon.
If it were to be auctioned off, it would be incomparable to S-class artifacts… It was this angel’s weapons that would be sold at a high price.
However, I thought I had forgotten it since I fainted as a reward for summoning Lepriel… What kind of place is New Angel Church that does this to itself?
“Referee, what’s going on?”
Hexie’s voice is heard from behind.
“Ah, a package arrived.”
“parcel?”
Before I knew it, Hexie was standing behind me. Hexie muttered in a questioning voice.
“Referee, our academy does not operate courier services.”
“ah… … .”
So, even though the rich angel referee had a lot of money, he had to sleep in a cathedral without any furniture.
“But what about delivery? To try to secretly send a package into our academy… You need at least as much strength and power as a large guild. “Where on earth did you send it?”
To send a package inside the academy… You need more power and strength than a large guild?
These people called New Angel Church.
What on earth are these people doing?
“First of all, don’t open it. “I’ll open it.”
“… “It’s already opened.”
“what?”
Hexie quickly approaches the referee.
And when she saw the weapon in the box, she muttered:
“This… “It’s an angel’s weapon.”
Her voice was hard. It was the voice of someone who literally saw something unbelievable.
“Angel’s weapon?”
“Yes, the Archangel’s dagger Flabellum and the Archangel’s gloves are Sanctus… … .”
Flabellum and Sanctus.
It was the same word I heard at New Shinrikyo.
“The Flabellum is the only sword that can contain the Holy Fire. If the right angel uses this sword… that… “An absolute sword known to boast divine power and power comparable to that of a warrior’s sword.”
It boasts as much power as the warrior’s sword?
Now I couldn’t believe anything the referee or Hexie said.
‘Equal to or better than the hero’s sword?’
The referee swallowed his saliva.
“Sanctus. In legend, it is an angelic weapon known as the Flabellum. In legend, he is said to bestow powers related to angelic powers… … .”
As he looks at these two weapons, Hexie’s relaxed appearance from before breaks down. Professor Hexie falls in love with angelic powers again. It seemed like he was on the verge of drooling once again.
“professor?”
“swimming.”
“professor!”
“Uh, yeah… … .”
The referee looked at Hexie and said.
“… First, wash your face and come back.”
“yes… … .”
“The bathroom is back there.”
Just like that, Hexie fell back, looking distraught. The referee muttered after watching Hexie like that.
“How on earth could the Demon King’s army get something like this…?” … .”
To the extent of handing over angelic weapons to the Four Heavenly Kings, what kind of items does the Demon King have that allows him to hand out something so precious to his subordinates?
‘So, you knew that the Demon King was strong.’
The referee, hiding his fear, slowly put on the glove on his left hand and the sword on his right hand.
These swords and gloves began to glow as if imprinted by the referee’s angelic power… After a while, it lost its shine and returned to an ordinary dagger and gloves.
And the disappointing message was a bonus.
‘As expected, it’s not like Lepriel.’
The referee’s level was too low.
Of course, it could not be compared to Lepriel.
‘Still, it’s an angel’s weapon… If you use the power, you will exert much stronger power.’
However, the fact that this angel’s weapons were very powerful weapons remained the same.
Even in this state of reduced performance, it is probably stronger than most S-class artifacts. Maybe it was an artifact that could reach EX level, which is called a strategic level artifact.
That much strong power was echoing within this sword and gloves.
“Referee.”
When the referee was intoxicated by the power of the newly acquired item… … .
Another new guest came to the cathedral.
There was a girl who was slightly out of breath. If it weren’t for the small horns on her forehead, she was so beautiful that you could have mistaken her for an actress from a teen movie.
“Marie.”
“Referee, that professor in the archery department. “It hasn’t arrived yet, right?”
“Professor of archery department… Professor Hexie?”
Yumari looked at the referee with a cold expression as always and spoke.
“Yes, there are rumors that the maniacal professor is targeting the referee.”
“that’s right. That professor is really dangerous. “He’s an artificial hero.”
A familiar voice coming from next to me.
The owner of this voice was Hongwol, a girl with pink hair.
Hongwol did not enter through the front door, but was attempting to break into the cathedral through a narrow gap in the window.
“Narrow, narrow.”
“… Wolah. Why through the window?”
For a moment, Hongwol’s face turns red.
Hongwol quickly changed his mind.
“Hey, this isn’t important! So the crazy professor hasn’t arrived yet? That idiot who won’t even deal with people who aren’t archery and nobles… … .”
“Referee, let’s go to our dormitory first. That professor is dangerous. According to rumors, Hexie is not qualified to be a professor… … .”
While Hongwol and Mari were pouring out words, the referee felt a chill from behind.
“Gyo, professor… … .”
“Hmm.”
Professor Hexie was standing behind the referee, slowly wiping his hands.
fantasy,
