An Angel Lives in the Academy Chapter 91

Episode 91: An angel that touches the heart (3)

Let’s talk about a girl named Han Soya.

Han Soya. His father is a civil servant and his mother is a full-time housewife.

I was living in a villa in a new city in the old metropolitan area on a lease basis, and due to various circumstances, I was in debt at home.

It could be said to be a typical Korean family.

On the outside, it seems.

But Soya was no ordinary girl.

“mom.”

Soya stopped speaking when she was 4 years old in Korean age.

As soon as the girl spoke, she started waving her hands.

“Look at this.”

Blue mana flowers began to bloom.

People around me were surprised.

It is rare for children to awaken as superhumans at such a young age, and their mana sensitivity is so good that they can even handle mana directly.

But Soya’s talent didn’t stop there. Genius insight into magic, computational power. And even application power.

It is said that many wizards were appalled when they saw the talent of this young girl. Some even despaired of their own talent.

A truly unexalted genius who needs no words.

“Mom, look at this! I vacuum cleaner with a magic circle… … .”

but… but… … .

Not everyone liked the magic genius.

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Soya’s head spinning violently.

Soya looked at her mother without even being able to cry.

“Han Xiao, you. “I told you not to do that again.”

“… “Well, the vacuum cleaner is broken.”

“I told you not to use magic! “If you use such illegal things, Satan will catch you!”

Suffer not the witch to live.

It was an old teaching that came down from one religion.

Soya’s mother was a devout believer, and she saw Soya’s abilities as a curse from the devil.

“You have to get scolded by the pastor again to come to your senses.”

Moreover, if the mother declares coldly.

“Okay, I was wrong. sorry! “I won’t do that again!”

Soya could only cry and pray.

The pastor who my mother gave money to was truly a person I hated more than anyone else.

“Why were you born with this curse?”

A mother’s crying voice.

And his father was always indifferent to him.

The smell of alcohol in the air, the sounds of arguments always heard.

A curse filled with irritation. Horror, fear.

And oppression and violence.

Even my mother couldn’t escape,

A child does not even know the concept of running away.

“I see.”

Someone whispers in the dark. With a voice that she would know everything about if she were born human.

“This is your first hell.”

I muttered.

But Soya was not the kind of child who would give in easily. Even though she pretended to be nice in front of her, she explored her magic behind the scenes and would use an assumed name and borrow books on magic.

It is said that it takes a huge amount of money to raise a wizard. Magical power enhancement potion, magic college tuition, purchase of magic books.

However, to grow up to be a great wizard, you didn’t even need a single penny of money.

All you need is a girl who will become an archmage. That’s it.

A little more time passes like that.

The girl grew a little taller.

Now, I am to the point where I secretly read major books and regularly write papers under a pseudonym.

The pseudonym Soya used was Prospero.

Prospero is the main character of an old comedy and a great wizard, and Soya liked this pseudonym.

‘Hero… Archmage… … .’

The girl caused a storm in the magic world by publishing revolutionary papers every month, as if she were Prospero, calling for a real storm.

But who likes storms?

A magic professor who had his lifetime achievements denied in a single paper? The head of a magic family who saw a magic circle that had been in development for decades being completed by the wrong person? Or the archmages who are wary of the appearance of a mage who surpasses them?

Only madmen and those with nothing to lose love storms.

‘If I become an archmage, will my mom and dad like me?’

But all the girl who caused the storm could think about was how to make her parents like her.

‘Wouldn’t these two people fight anymore?’

The great wizards that appeared on TV and smartphones were all rich and CEOs of large companies, and they were highly respected by people.

If you become that kind of person, won’t your mom and dad look back on you?

I wonder if we can reconcile with each other.

and.

‘Wouldn’t you like the fact that I’m a wizard?’

A pseudonym created by just one girl.

There was no way that high-level wizards and magic families could not find the real owner of ‘Prospero’.

Soya’s family was invited to a very expensive restaurant. The surroundings were full of powerful heads of the magic world, and my father was so excited that he became a big man that he talked to them.

There was talk about debt at home, and suggestions about Dad’s career advancement were whispered.

Soya was a smart kid, so she could guess what was going to happen next.

“Cow. “Sit down.”

My dad called me after a long time. Next to him sat his mother, avoiding her own gaze.

“Have you been doing strange things in the name of Prospero?”

Dad’s eyes were full of greed and confidence.

However, the gaze of my mother sitting next to me was wavering and uneasy.

Perhaps an emotion that could be called regret was lurking in those eyes.

“… What you did was very bad. Why do you steal someone else’s research and write a thesis carelessly? … .”

“I didn’t steal it.”

“Don’t interrupt me. where… And you go around saying you developed a strange magic circle or something. You can’t even handle it… … .”

“I can handle it.”

“Han Xiao!”

Dad’s angry voice.

But Soya did not back down.

“Why do you believe what they say? I am my father’s daughter! “Take my word for it!”

“… Let’s stop there.”

High-ranking powerful figures in the magic world.

A true great wizard who can be considered the representative among them.

Jinjuhwa, the head of the Bongrae Jin family, opened her mouth.

“Prospero, no. “Should I call you Soya?”

Jin Jin-hwa discussed the death of others in a toneless voice, as if discussing what to eat for breakfast.

“You are a smart kid. yes?”

“… What does it mean all of a sudden?”

“I believe that if we step down here without any income, we won’t know how things will turn out.”

Soya was not stupid enough to not know what this meant.

“There is order in all societies created by humans, and disorder means the end of that society. You were disorderly. Terror itself was the end of our magic society.”

Jinjuhwa continued.

“No matter how young you are… “Shouldn’t we have to pay for that?”

“So what, do you want to kill me?”

“Killing, such cruel words.”

Jinjuhwa passed the black orb into Soya’s hand as if she were handing over leftover snacks. Soya immediately found out what the orb was used for.

‘Mana essence, one of the expensive materials for awakening as an attribute wizard.’

However, the fact that the mana essence was black was a necessary item to awaken as a warlock.

‘Warlock. Ostracized by wizard society… Scholars who study the magic of the dark world. They say they are always ostracized because they are misunderstood as having ties to the underworld.’

Soya smiled.

Warlocks, ostracized people.

Being misunderstood and being ostracized.

“Change to a warlock. If you do that, your parents’ wish will come true, and you will also survive and continue to study magic.”

“… … .”

“This is a mercy shown to you. Because I value your talent… The intention is to keep them alive in this way as well. So choose wisely.”

It was typical gaslighting.

The reason why Jinjuhwa suggested that Soya become a black magician was never because he didn’t want Soya’s talent to disappear.

The wizard society was strictly meritocratic, and the number of followers of ‘Prospero’, who destroyed the magic family and magic professors as an individual, was growing.

In this situation, kill Prospero and take his achievements? Not only would they have to face enormous criticism, but they would also have to face large-scale impeachment and rebellion.

If so, what method is there?

This may be the only way.

Ta-da – it is revealed that Prospero was actually a warlock.

Next, just say this:

Prospero’s great discoveries are all the result of dirty black magic. No, there is no way a worm-like warlock could make this discovery.

It’s clear that they all stole what we were researching.

I can finally get everything back.

And this is how justice was maintained.

Long live the magic family with supreme wisdom and the magic university that pursues the ultimate truth.

“… under.”

Soya was aware of this fact.

It’s been a long time since I realized this fact, from the moment it was proposed.

“You are mistaken.”

And if they reject this offer, Soya’s parents and Soya will die, even though it will cost them a lot of sacrifice.

However, if you accept this offer, Soya’s parents will survive, as it is proven that they can control Soya.

and.

Soya was a smart child.

“Warlocks are heroes who make greater sacrifices for humanity than any other attribute wizard. “Some are true warriors who sacrifice their eyesight in the eternal abyss, looking into the darkness that should be seen, while others lose their voices by shouting cursed spells that should be shouted instead.”

Soya activated the black orb in her hand.

Mom’s shaking eyes.

A voice muttering, telling me not to do that.

Why, why now?

“Someone must stand in the darkness, someone must face the darkness directly, and someone must descend into the abyss to save those in the dark.”

Soya’s hair turns gray.

The color of the iris also slowly begins to fade.

“Dark demon haters.”

Soya smiled.

However, there were tears of joy or sadness hanging in those eyes.

“I didn’t become a warlock because I was threatened.”

With the black mana running wild, reporters brought by the Magical Family and the Magic University began eagerly taking pictures of Soya.

“I, I, of my own will… … .”

Now, tomorrow morning, many wizards who praised Soya will be busy criticizing, ignoring, and swearing at her. And all of Soya’s achievements will fall into their hands.

But Soya made her choice.

“I accepted this honorable transfer… … .”

The girl looked at her mother and said.

“So, don’t mistake yourself for becoming a warlock because of you.”

Mom’s shaking eyes.

Trembling hands.

It’s just that my mother hates wizards so much, and if she were to say that she was a warlock, she would only see her as something similar to the devil.

“… … !”

But why did mom say that to herself?

There were things in this world that even such a smart girl could not understand.

Now I don’t know.

A girl who is alone in the darkness, neither hoping for salvation nor knowing what form that salvation will take.

That was Soya.

In the darkness of Soya, something writhing opened its mouth.

“This is your second hell.”

A voice that is so creepy, nostalgic, sad, scary, yet alluring, pierces deep into the heart of the crying girl.

Verdel, the owner of the voice, slowly stretched out.

Slowly approach the girl.

“Let me in.”

Berdel lifts the chin of the crying girl.

“If you let me into your heart, I will take away all this loneliness. “I will take away all this sadness.”

The offer was so tempting, but Soya didn’t give up.

“And revenge sweeter than anything else, if you let me in, revenge sweeter than anything else on the magic family and the magic university… “You can make it happen with your own hands.”

Berdel looked like he had won and stretched out his hand towards Soya.

“So let me in.”

Berdel clearly remembered that in order to attack a being, he had to first destroy his entourage.

So, in order to take down the referee, of course you had to target the referee’s friend.

‘That’s pathetic. ‘It’ll collapse right away.’

The weakest of the referee’s friends, unlike Hongwol and Yumari, who were raised as warriors, he is a lonely warlock who was abandoned by his parents from a young age.

There is no way a warlock like that would have high mental power.

It will just be a sand castle that will collapse if you touch it.

but.

“Shut up, you dream.”

Soya muttered like this.

Berdel opened his mouth with his face wrinkled.

“what?”

“I am a warlock. I’m more familiar with darkness than anyone else. “Did you think you could defeat me with just this much darkness?”

Soya is by no means weak. The fact that Soya is weak is Verdel’s arrogant illusion itself. Soya may have been crying, whining, and clinging to the referee until now.

It has never been broken even once.

“Shall we have a proper competition to see who is stronger in the dark?”

Berdel was a little shocked and muttered as he changed his appearance.

“Haha, it’s only going to take longer to suffer anyway.”

In the spirit world, Verdel is sure to win, Verdel can change into any form and take any method.

Berdel laughed at the girl and transformed into a boy.

* * *

“Krrrrr.”

Why is Berdel so powerful?

First, let’s talk about her strengths.

The self-denial that allows him to take over another person’s body, the characteristic of having to win only through a battle of mental strength since he has no physical substance, and even the various forms of change as a dream demon.

However, the real reason Verdel was powerful was that she came late at night.

A night when everyone is asleep. A person being attacked cannot seek help or scream when attacked.

The victim had to deal with Verdel alone.

This was Verdel’s true strength.

Forced individual competition.

In that sense, Verdel’s choice of Soya as the target was truly the worst mistake.

“Krrrrr, lowly prostitute… “How dare you my master?”

A spirit created by Soya’s shadow, her loneliness and darkness meeting Han. A monster from the dark world that cannot be compared to anything else. Because Tintalus’ dog was linked to her spirit.

The angry dog ​​of Tintalus bit the sleeve of the referee, who had fallen asleep while thinking about Verdel, and threw the foolish boy in front of his master.

“Hey, what, what is it?”

The referee muttered in surprise.

At that moment, a black, growling dog appeared before my eyes.

“The Dog of Tintalus.”

“You, angel.”

The dog bared its big, scary teeth and threatened the referee.

“Go in now and save my master.”

fantasy,