An Angel Lives in the Academy Chapter 99

Episode 99: An Angel Meets the Dean (4)

There are times when your body doesn’t listen.

When you are so tired that your arms and legs are shaking, or when you drink so much that the friends sitting next to you appear to be two people.

When that happens, the body escapes the control of the brain.

In these cases, with proper rest and treatment, the condition will quickly return to its original state.

What should I do when my body listens too well? That too, other people’s words.

Even the dean didn’t know the answer. Even the dean, who had lived for such a long time, didn’t know what to do.

The dean, who had lived for thousands of years, stood in front of the referee sweating.

“Dean.”

“… yes? “Oh, no.”

The dean suddenly realized that he had raised his voice.

The dean slapped his lips loudly as if he was disgusted and-

“it hurts.”

He complained.

Hitting your own lips for saying something respectful to a student much younger than you? An action that can be seen as stupid in some ways and cute in others.

But to the referee.

This action had a slightly different meaning.

It means that Central Academy’s Dean Yriel will eventually fight against him.

‘As expected, it doesn’t go down easily. If that’s the case, there’s nothing we can do.’

The referee saw that and sighed.

‘I have no choice but to keep activating the Smoke Angel Referee.’

He tried to deceive Dean Yriel through acting.

Why is the referee trying to deceive the dean who saved his life?

‘Iriel, the angel of truth. Other tinnitus… A resurrected angel.’

It is said that the old empire of this dimension had a system called artificial heroes.

Outstanding beings are selected from among the daughters of high-ranking nobles and awakened as false heroes through angels brought back to life through necromancy.

‘Yes, I have seen the Artificial Hero in person. Professor Hexie, a being raised to become a warrior’s companion, was an artificial hero.’

The fact that artificial heroes exist means that angels brought back to life through necromancy also exist.

So where is that angel now?

‘It’s right in front of me… … .’

The referee controlled his expression and thought about the girl in front of him. Yriel, the strongest person in the current human world and something who was resurrected from the corpse of an old archangel.

How will Iriel judge the referee?

If Yriel realizes that the referee is actually a young angel… … .

‘In this case, I will become subordinate to Yriel. Earlier, with the power of Lepriel, I gave an order to Iriel, who was caught off guard.’

Right now, Lepriel was seriously injured.

Such an order would not last long. Moreover, the referee did not want to continue borrowing the referee’s power anymore.

Why are we reluctant to lend our strength? Is it because the referee is dangerous? Of course, there is a reason for that.

‘If you think about it, yes. Lepriel has never given me any orders as an archangel at any time.’

Actually, it was.

Lepriel always said that he would steal the body for the sake of his mission, but he never actually made an active move to steal the body.

He never revealed his authority as an archangel. As an archangel, he ordered the young angel to obey, and the referee should have obeyed without hesitation.

‘maybe… Since he was punished by falling to earth, he must have thought that he should not reveal his authority as an archangel.’

anyway.

I would have rather taught him how to fight as an angel. Or he just tells you what he knows. In some ways, you can think of it as showing the appearance of a truly heavenly doll.

‘Lepriel is hurt a lot right now, so I have to figure it out somehow on my own.’

But in all of these things, the referee felt grateful to the referee. Now that the referee, who was practically his benefactor, was injured, the referee did not want to borrow his strength too much.

‘It might be difficult to borrow today in the first place.’

The referee thought of the referee who was injured and struggling to breathe.

But I shouldn’t have been caught being a young angel. However, Iriel’s nickname is the Angel of Truth, and although she is a resurrected being, she has lost most of her characteristics as an angel… The ability to distinguish between truth and lies will remain.

The referee gathered his thoughts.

‘If you don’t want to be subordinate to Iriel, you have to keep pretending to be Lepriel without borrowing Lepriel’s power.’

So, the Smoke Angel Referee is activated once again.

The referee said this while imitating the referee’s characteristic expressionless expression.

“Long time no see. Yriel.”

Long time no see? When on earth did the referee pretend to know the dean like this? Apparently, the referee hasn’t seen the dean once since he woke up.

‘No, I saw it once from afar before the world was destroyed… … .’

“Oh, it’s been a while? “I-I’ve never seen you?”

“… Have you really never seen it? Think about it carefully. You and I have recognized each other. “Each other.”

I didn’t lie. At that moment during the war of destruction, Iriel also looked at the boy.

‘I’m not lying. If I really knew a boy like that, if I had ever seen a boy like that.’

Iriel felt as if the sweat that could no longer flow was flowing down her back.

At the same time, the referee is smiling meaningfully. As the dean watched the referee, he had no choice but to come up with one answer.

He looks very similar to the archangel who was a cruel judge, and although his perceived karma (angelic power) is weak, his body seems to follow orders quickly.

Definitely a top angel.

“No way, Lepriel?”

In the end, Iriel created the answer the referee wanted.

The referee cheered in his heart and laughed meaningfully once again. Now, as the dean’s superior, should I enjoy making unreasonable demands on the central academy?

‘You can give orders to the dean? To the most powerful person in our academy?’

What should we do first?

First of all, a special scholarship is given to a good and pure student named Referee. And discipline the students in the Department of Magic who quarreled with the referee and Soya.

And again.

‘I would like to bring game consoles and computers into the cathedral, but they are prohibited by school rules, but if there is an order from the dean, such things are allowed… … .’

Hehe, the referee smiled brightly, forgetting that he was in front of Iriel. Although it was cute, it couldn’t be helped that it looked somewhat stupid.

Because he wasn’t a very smart angel to begin with.

Stupid angel referee!

However, there was a famous saying left in a certain game. It is said that when you have expectations, you are betrayed. Yes. Expectations are always betrayed.

And now, the referee’s expectations were betrayed.

“Lepriel, as the last angel protecting this world… “I will punish you.”

Yriel took a stance.

The sight of a blonde girl moving her arms and taking graceful steps resembles a dance somehow.

The referee knew the name of that position.

What is the name of that posture?

“The martial art of an archangel trampling a dragon?”

It was the martial art of an archangel. Yriel was now trying to eliminate the referee.

‘No no no no!!! why???’

The referee was greatly agitated upon seeing that.

However, the referee did not forget that he was acting and looked at Iriel with his characteristic expressionless expression as if he was not interested.

“As expected, to you I…” “Are you saying that the enemy is not worth using even the Archangel’s martial arts?”

And it was the right choice.

If the referee had used the same archangel martial arts, Yriel would have rushed at the referee, and the referee would have been beaten one-sidedly by the master of karma accumulated over thousands of years.

‘I would have left this world just like that.’

Probably died.

That too for sure.

‘Iriel is the strongest in the human world, and there is no way that I, who even the professors cannot defeat, can defeat Iriel, who crashed the dimensions and obtained the right to establish the Central Academy from the human world with both fists.’

It was the right decision.

The referee could not beat Iriel.

Yriel was clearly something that could not be called an angel revived by corrupted necromantic magic, but the nothingness and karma she had accumulated over a long period of time were real.

Even though it was not the angel’s karma that would cure Hexie’s deficiency, Iriel was still strong, just as the Demon King was strong.

It’s just that it cannot lead the direction of the world to the direction of heaven.

‘By the way, why is Yriel hostile to me?’

The referee could not figure out the reason. Why? He lives a really good life and lives his academy life faithfully.

‘No, I really lived like an angel!’

The referee was somewhat unfair.

However, the referee hid his resentment and spoke to Iriel in a casual tone, as if he was not scared at all.

“Why are you hostile to me?”

“… Do you really want to hear the reason from my mouth? Do you really not understand? Is there even a concept of angels rejecting heaven’s commands? “What about this heavenly doll?”

Nod-

The referee nodded.

When the dean saw that, he took a deep breath.

“You are a referee. Referee, the angel of judgment! “A tyrant angel who wipes out civilizations and races in the name of judging the fallen world!”

Tyrant angel? To be honest, the referee thought it was a cool star name.

“Why did you come down to this world? Of course it’s to punish this corrupt world! I can’t see anything like that. “No matter how much this world deserves to be destroyed, I will no longer watch it burn.”

This was the reason.

The referee nodded.

And he said this.

“I understood.”

“Okay, I understand this much.”

“Then there is no need for you to be against me.”

The referee continued.

“Because I also want to protect this world.”

“what?”

Yriel asked again as if he didn’t believe it. As an angel of truth, he must have realized that what the referee said was the truth.

“You don’t believe it? “Like an angel of truth, you must have realized that what I said was true, right?”

“You are a referee! “A high-ranking angel like you would definitely have dozens of powers that could fool my abilities.”

“There is no such thing.”

But Yriel was stubborn.

It’s as if I’ve been tricked like that before.

“No, I don’t believe it. You are an angel who is willing to lie for the sake of your mission. “It’s enough to be fooled by an angel’s lie once.”

Who on earth tricked Iriel?

The referee seemed to know the culprit.

‘Lying angel. Luciel… … .’

Perhaps Iriel has been deceived by the Demon King. If that were the case, it was understandable that he was so cautious.

When trauma comes to mind, the voice of reason is hard to hear.

‘And the dean’s traumatic suspicion and distrust… ‘It must have been what caused the professors’ cruel behavior.’

Professors were beings who could do any cruel thing for the sake of the world. They asked others to sacrifice, they sacrificed themselves, and they sacrificed others in the name of the greater good.

For the sake of the world, the rest of the values ​​are simply ignored.

This sad way of thinking all comes from Dean Yriel’s trauma.

“I will do anything to protect the world.”

Iriel’s eyes were stained with a madness that was not angelic.

“I hate fighting, but this… “As an angel, I can’t just watch.”

The referee felt what he had to do as an angel.

As always, angels are beings who fulfill their mission.

“Excluding the enemies of the world.”

“I will do my duty.”

Once again, the time has come for the referee to fulfill his mission.

fantasy,