How to Survive at the Academy Chapter 120

Joint Combat Practice 2 (6)

“Hee, hee…!”

The condition of the Ophelis tube was also not normal.

Ed and Clarisse jumped off Merilda’s back and quickly checked the condition of the rose garden. Clarisse’s legs gave out.

The scattered corpses were half maids and half students.

“Ugh… Ugh…”

Pushed to her limit, Clarisse barely held back the tears. As she squeezed Ed’s elbows, she covered her mouth… Her trembling steps forced her to move.

The Ophelis tube was located much closer to the dragon than the Trix tube. The moment the disaster struck, they were unable to properly deploy their defense magic.

The outer walls were almost hollowed out. Traces of the scales penetrating were evident.

The interior was also miserable. The lobby and corridors were covered in blood. Not only Clarisse, but even Ed, who was always calm, had no choice but to swallow his breath.

“The high-level defense magic circle… is activated…”

Ed repeated that while looking up at the ceiling from the central lobby inside.

A wide-range attack like this has limited power. Although the scale attack was powerful, it probably wouldn’t have been enough to break through high-level defense magic.

this is… After the first attack, it is a trace of implementing the defense magic circle belatedly. It means there are survivors inside.

The saintess’s room is on the top floor, and the room that manages the defense magic circle is on the way up. Since the traffic line would hardly be wasted, it was worth stopping by quickly.

Ed climbed the stairs of Ophelis Hall, holding the saintess by the arm, who was wiping away tears with her sleeve.

Then I quickly turned around on the middle floor and ran down the hallway of the management office where the maids lived. Even in the middle of it, there were corpses scattered around, so it was creepy, but I gritted my teeth and ignored it.

And when you enter the deepest part of the management room… Before long, I saw a maid sitting on top of the defense magic expression ceremony, gasping for breath. was a survivor.

As I got closer, I saw those fancy costumes… It’s the maid’s.

“Mr. Bell…!”

“Huh, Keugh…”

As Ed shouts, the bloody maid raises her head slightly. She then gritted her teeth and tried to raise her body, but she collapsed again and collapsed.

There are four or five gigantic scales embedded in the shoulder blades and abdomen. It is already fatal.

The scale magic of the dragon that came without even having time to respond. As soon as Belle Maia noticed the change, she rushed to the management room and tried to activate the defense magic, but the dragon’s attack was a little faster.

The blow of the dragon that penetrated the outer wall and slaughtered the people inside must have been painful.

Even in the midst of this, Bell stumbled to the brink of dying and led her body into the deepest part of the management room… It manifested high-level defense magic for the unsuspecting survivors.

“This… can’t be…”

Belle Maia barely lifted her head while bleeding. Clarisse held her breath, covering her mouth with her hands.

Seeing the two of them, Bell Maia forcibly moved her body… She took out a bunch of keys from my waistband and lifted it. Perhaps she didn’t have the strength left to pick out the key and retrieve it, so she dropped it to the floor and collapsed into Ed’s arms.

There was no more strength in the body. Ed gritted his teeth and closed Bell Maia’s eyes, then carefully laid her on the floor. Then he picked up a bunch of keys and led Clarice by the arm.

“Ugh… Ugh…”

It was Clarisse, whose mental state had already reached its limits. However, thanks to Ed, who managed to keep his composure, he was able to move at least his body.

As they were, they crossed the hallway side by side, ran up the stairs again, and reached the saintess’ room on the top floor.

Ed hurriedly inserted the door keys one by one, turning them all. The door opened only after a long chatter, knocking and knocking.

With a squeaking sound, you can see the most luxurious private room in Ophelis Hall at a glance. It is the saintess’ private room.

Ed entered the room with Clarice, slammed the door shut, and lowered the lock. After that, he made the saintess sit on her bed.

Ed put his hands on the saintess’ shoulders and spoke while looking straight in the eyes.

“Hold your heart tight, saintess.”

“Ugh… Ugh… Ugh… Yes… Yes…”

“Once the high-level defense magic has been manifested, you won’t be caught in the aftermath of any magic as long as you stay in the room. You will be swept away by direct hits or magic beyond the limit… but hopefully that won’t happen. There won’t be.”

Ed said that and stood up from his seat.

“I still have a lot to learn. There are many places to go. So please wait here. Please do not go outside Ophelis.”

The moment she said that and was about to take her hand off Clarisse’s shoulder, Clarisse hugged her tightly and pulled her.

“Ah… inside… bar… outside… dangerous…”

Tears flowed unstoppably. Still, Clarisse held his breath and continued talking with difficulty. It was dangerous outside, so we were told to stay here together.

Clarisse was just too afraid. It was too harsh an ordeal for Clarisse, who had lived her entire life in the solemn world of prosperity. If left alone here, it seemed that the fear would really be out of control.

“Saintess. First of all, in order to solve the problem, I must understand the situation…”

―Quaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Another explosion from outside the window. It is also accompanied by an earthquake. Light came pouring in from outside the window as if a light had been turned on.

Clarisse cradled Ed in his arms and looked up at his face. Tears flowed out in torrents.

Ed gave him a few pats on the back for a while, but… Soon, he grabbed her slender shoulders again and pulled Clarisse out of her arms.

I felt sorry for her tear-stained face, but she couldn’t stay still.

“Saintess. Look out the window. Just because you’re just waiting like this…”

… Something doesn’t work out.

He was about to say that, but a strange sight outside the window caught Ed’s eyes. It was a magic circle rising high in the sky.

It wasn’t manifested by the holy spear dragon Velbrok, nor was it manifested by Lucy or Obel, who were blocking the dragon. In the first place, the direction was not to the battle site, but to the deep alley of Professor Dong.

-Tadadak!

-Drreuk.

Ed ran out and threw open the window, then poked his head out the window. The entire shape of the magic circle seemed to come in at a glance. It was a form that was applied to a completely different field beyond a simple magic formula.

“Eh… De-senpai…?”

Clarisse called out to Ed in a damp voice. But Ed didn’t answer. He clearly saw the shape of the magic circle in his eyes and ran back into the corner of the room.

In the first place, Ed knew the structure of this room well. It was because there was an opportunity to enter the top floor of the Ophelis Building at the time of Act 4 of <The Failed Swordsman of Sylvania>.

I pulled the sliding bookcase in the corner and took it out. It was full of all kinds of scriptures, magic books, and reference books. Most of them were books on theological considerations.

Ed bent down and took out books on holy magic from the bottom. Then he brought it to the center table, set it on, and started flipping through the bookshelf.

“Senior Ed…?”

I tried calling it a second time, but the voice didn’t reach Ed’s ears, whose brain was already working to its limit.

After a few minutes of flipping through the bookshelves, desperately searching for something, my hands stop on a certain page after a long time.

He throws the page open on the table and takes another book from his bosom. It was a rare sorcery book with astronomical value, ‘Introduction to Astral Science’ by the great wizard Glockt.

This time, I flick through the book, looking for the contents here and there, then stop at a certain page and read it alternately, comparing and contrasting it with the phonetic law book I just opened.

After such a long time… Ed slumped down on the antique wooden chair next to the table.

“This is… yes… I think I know….”

It murmurs softly. The half-trembling voice had subsided somewhat.

“In the first place… it was twisted… wasn’t it…?”

“Ed-senpai, maybe something…”

“If this was just… ‘Affair’ from the beginning…?”

-bang!

Soon, Ed, who had finished organizing all his thoughts, hit the table and stood up. The saintess saw that and asked.

“Senior-sama, did you notice something…?”

“Listen carefully, saintess. No matter what happens… if you don’t want it to work, be sure to ask me for help…”

“yes…?”

“therefore….”

―Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

From then on, it happened in an instant.

Just as Ed was about to explain something more, the star spear dragon’s breath hit the defense magic of the Ophelis tube. It was the aftermath of the battle being fought outside.

Even Obel could not block that massive mass of magical power. In the end, there is no choice but to twist the direction of the force and bounce it back and forth.

One of those bouncing strands… It just hit the Ophelis tube.

-Koo Goong! Koo Goo Goo Palace!

Ed’s reflexes reacted quickly.

The building has already reached its limits. If it’s going to collapse… I had to be as safe as possible.

Ed, gathering his mana and holding the saintess in his arms, jumped into the bed as if he were diving. I felt my body bounce on the soft bed, and then the ceiling started to collapse.

―Kwagwagagagagagagagang!

Debris from the building poured down.

* * *

-Tap, pop.

I opened my eyes to the feeling of something dripping from the tip of my nose to my cheek.

Clarisse barely moved her screaming body and tried to raise her upper body.

“…Huh…!”

Just hold my mouth tightly with both hands… She trembled endlessly.

in the rubble of a collapsed building. I could see Ed forcibly raising the rubble with his magical energy.

On his chest… There was an iron jangbong that was probably used as a building material. Its thickness was thicker than most short spears.

The liquid dripping down my cheek… It was the blood that flowed from Ed’s chest.

“Oh, no… no…”

Ed just knelt down. She seemed to be about to collapse, but then again supported the weight of her wreckage and tried to convey her words to her saintess.

“Gu… times… to… ha…”

“No… Senior Ed… This… can’t be done… no…”

Tears spilled out of my eyes.

Clarisse tried to press Ed’s wound with her slender hand, but Ed’s blood gushed out and showed no signs of stopping. He kept dripping blood from the cracks of his fingers, only staining his white hands red.

“No…. why… like this… something like this… dying… instead of me… no… no…”

Ed kept trying to say something. It was like some number.

“One… six… ball….”

The hand that presses the wound is fleeting. Without even time to wipe away the welling up tears, Clarisse somehow tightened his hand.

Clarice had done nothing for Ed. He was swept up in the situation, unable to adjust to the imminent change, he was led by his hand, and eventually made him die in his stead.

That fact eats away at Clarisse’s heart again. His lifeless face constantly stimulates the brain.

Too many people sacrificed to save Clarisse. Everyone didn’t even have time to use their hands.

I never wanted to let Ed die. he’s still breathing

However… The light of that life was already running out.

Ed used his last breath to bounce off the building debris pouring down from the roof. If it wasn’t for the magical powers that were brought in using Glast’s ring, it would have been impossible in its current state.

And then… Just like that, the strength of the body was released. She slumped on the saintess’s lap and landed on it.

“Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”

In a room where the ceiling collapsed and everything inside was exposed… The saintess wrapped her arms around Ed’s head with her tears dripping down her face. Ed’s eyes go wide, and the color fades from her face.

“No… no… please… no…”

like that… Ed died.

The sky is filled with the roar of the Holy Changryong. Lucy and Obel are thirteen.

A strange magic circle rises from the corner of the faculty building and covers the whole world.

Before long, I felt as if the world was bathed in light. Will you die like this?

Clarice cried as she hugged Ed’s head tightly. I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Thinking so… .

I had no choice but to face the end of my life like that.

* * *

It felt like the blackout had been lifted.

I have no choice but to narrow my eyebrows at the sudden bright light that stings my eyes.

Clarice caught her breath.

― ‘Sir, what is the saintess doing here… ?’

― ‘It’s a joint combat practice today. I didn’t come to check the match… ?’

– ‘you idiot… ! Didn’t the saintess plan to welcome the distinguished guests from Chengdu today? ! So I skipped practice… !’

― ‘That’s right… But then why are we here… ? I don’t think Ed came to meet that man… ?’

― ‘Do you two know each other… ?’

– ‘well… I don’t think I’ve ever seen the saintess and that man talk.’

― ‘In the first place, the saintess doesn’t communicate well with others.’

― ‘That’s right… .’

Gossips were heard everywhere.

The place is near the main entrance of Glockt Hall. A wooden table made for students to rest.

If you sit there and look across, the person who catches your eye is… Ed Rosteiler and Yenica Failover sitting next to him.

“…”

Clarisse couldn’t breathe. In the first place, the current situation was not even understood.

just… The image of Ed, who had just cooled off in Clarisse’s arms, is still lingering in his mind.

However, Ed Roth Taylor in front of him… She put the book she was reading on the table with a puzzled expression on her face as she looked at the saintess.

“Saintess. Let’s talk… What are you talking about…?”

As he gave that answer, Ed Rosteylor was looking at Clarisse.

“…”

That moment,

The image of a blonde man standing on the rubble of a building flashes through my memory. The iron bar pierced through his chest and the blood gushing out… The image of her supporting Clarice while dying coldly to protect her is overlapped at once.

Holding back her tears, Clarisse quickly stood up from her seat. And then, in an instant, he approached Ed.

Then, out of the blue, he starts unbuttoning Ed’s shirt.

“……??”

“No, what are you… doing…”

Since he couldn’t carelessly scratch the saintess’ body, Ed asked in a puzzled way with both arms raised.

Yenika, who was sitting next to her, shot a question mark with even her ears red, and the students who were watching around her all stopped at once.

The saintess, who had undone a couple of Ed’s upper buttons, looked inside, but there were no punctured wounds or blood flowing.

Yenika jumped up from her seat, her face like a carrot.

“Sir, saintess…! No matter how saintly you are… in broad daylight in a place like this… something like this…!!”

The moment she said that and tried to stop Clarisse, she let go of Ed.

And taking a step back… She slumped down in her seat.

Was it a dream or a hallucination? Was it simply because I was so tired these days that I saw something in vain?

Clarisse thought about that and lowered her head, but… Soon after, he felt pain in his right arm.

Feeling that, Clarisse lifted her right arm and checked her wrist.

I caught my breath again.

On those slender wrists… I don’t know why, but it stayed there.

The handprint that Ed clenched tightly as he ran up the tube of Ophelis.

The face that died a cold death while protecting Clarisse again rises as a vivid memory.

She wiped Ed’s face in front of her over and over again… I was shedding tears.

Of course, all the students who watch it… All of them had to be as hard as stone.