How to Survive at the Academy Chapter 153

Creffin subjugation (4)

―Kwagwang, boom! Caang!

The ground began to shake. It’s not just a level where a few explosions occurred in a building. The very ground of this underground research facility is shaking.

As it is an underground facility, you can feel the vibrations. Dust began to fall from between the bricks lining the outer walls of the hall, obscuring the view.

-Tuduk, tuk.

A few grains of sand fall down and bounce off Arwen’s pale cheeks.

“It’s started.”

Along with the meaningful voice, Arwen’s body, which lowered her head, also began to tremble.

-bang! Quagga River! Papababak!

– Whiririk! Whirik!

“Kyaaaaagh! What is that!”

Yenika screamed in surprise. She climbed the ground and something broke through.

The unpleasant flesh is the sticky tentacle. The size is not small, but the number is not too small.

It oozes goo, which is disgusting just by looking at it, and tentacles sprouting here and there extend toward the ground.

something is happening on the ground

Needless to say, the advent of the evil god Mebula is happening.

“crazy….”

Swear words leaked out. I came all the way to Ross Taylor Mansion to find out Crepin’s weakness, but I never thought that I would have to fight Mebula at all.

Of course, as soon as he witnessed the arrival of the evil spirit, Crepin crosses a river of no return.

The most direct proof that the evil god Mebula’s descent experiment was being carried out in the basement of the Ross Taylor Mansion under the leadership of Crepin.

There is no need for piles of paperwork. Mebuler’s hideous tentacles that filled the ground would serve as stark evidence.

It is true that he was a madman who tried to put the power of disaster into his own hands by sacrificing numerous distinguished guests and renowned scholars of the Sylvania Academy.

However, no matter how crazy he was, he was cautious when he was cautious. No matter how iron-clad Lucy was blocking the road, she was not a human who would recklessly draw out the power of evil spirits like this.

Probably, there must have been another variable.

As things went, it is not yet time for Krepin to attempt the descent of the evil god. As far as I know, it is not until next semester that Crepin starts preparing to call the mebulers in earnest.

The reason is… .

“Princess Fenia…?”

“…Ed!”

Suddenly, my head started to get cold. Ye Nika, who couldn’t stand her vibration and couldn’t move her body around, called me worriedly.

“Ed! It’s about to collapse! We have to get to the ground quickly!”

“…”

When I cast my gaze towards Arwen, he lowered his gaze and smiled.

“I don’t mind. Get out of here.”

“…I beg your pardon?”

“My father would never let me die. He can’t be that way.”

Saying that, Arwen smiled leisurely under the ceiling that was starting to collapse little by little.

When combined with the pale expression, it feels like a ghost, giving the viewer goosebumps.

Yenika was hesitant to see such a scene. I hesitated for a moment, but then I gnashed my teeth and ran, holding Jenika’s hand.

As I ran past the prisons I had just passed through, a lab full of all sorts of research materials popped up again. Here, too, the eerie-looking fleshy tentacles were reaching toward the ground.

As I ran between the labs, I picked up any material I could get my hands on and flipped through it to read.

The research itself seemed to be nearing its end.

It is around the time of the winter vacation of the second year of the protagonist generation that Creffin comes to Aken Island and tries to descend the evil spirit.

In other words, from now on, even if I catch less, half a year is left.

However, if you look through the research materials, almost all of them are in the final stage.

The research on the magic formula and the flow of mana has been completed to the extent that there is no problem even if the evil god descends right now.

All that remains now are the offerings worthy of him.

―Unfortunately, there is no day when high-quality offerings gather in one place like this social gathering held at the Ross Taylor Mansion.

It was clear that the speed of Crepin’s research had become ridiculously fast compared to the affair. His research was completed almost half a year ahead of time, so it is not strange to attempt the descent of the evil god sooner than expected.

To find out the cause, we have to go up through numerous incidents.

Without going into detail, just to name the point, it was because Princess Fenia did not run for student council president. That’s the only thing I can think of as a cause.

In the affairs of affairs, Princess Penia became the president of the student council and used the power of the bachelor’s office and the imperial family to constantly suspect and check Crepin.

However, the current student council president is Tanya Ross Taylor, who is quite friendly to the Ross Taylor family.

Although Tanya was suspicious of Krepin’s actions, she did not actively confront him, the head of her family.

It was a completely different movement from Princess Penia’s aggressive containment.

I didn’t realize it when I was playing <Sylvania’s Failed Swordsman>, but Penia’s actions went beyond simply politically pressuring Krepin, and they also served as all sorts of sabotage to keep him from focusing on his research.

Without Fenia’s interference, Crepin’s research proceeded swiftly, and in the end, it was completed faster than expected, and there was no need to raid the Sylvania Academy to secure the sacrifice. It is enough to use the attendees of social gatherings held at the right time.

After thinking this far, the reason why he summoned me to this mansion in the name of the Ross Taylor family’s lottery became clear.

It was the intention to make me a sacrifice and deal with it at once while trying to descend the Mebuler.

It is said that both competence and reputation are returning, so if you restore the honor by having a lottery ticket to the Roth Taylor family, it would be perfect as a sacrifice.

-bang!

I kicked the door leading out of the lab and opened it. I ran straight down the brick hallway.

Yenika gasped for breath and gritting her teeth as she followed. It seemed too hard, so I lifted Jenika up and ran. I wanted to summon a spirit and ride it, but the space in the hallway was too small, so I couldn’t.

“Ooh, whoa?! Ed?!”

Jenika, who jumped up, blushed in embarrassment, but not when she was reacting like that.

– Patter, bang! Kwakwang!

A shaft protruded from the hallway floor and stretched out toward the ground. Dodging the tentacles here and there, I ran along the uphill stairs.

“Eh, Ed… I’m not heavy…?! I’m not tired?!”

“It’s not heavy!”

“Good luck!”

He gave a quick answer and picked up his pace. Bricks fell through the shaking ground. It wouldn’t be strange if he accidentally got hit in the head and died instantly.

So, after running up for a while, I finally saw a door leading to the ground. Without further ado, I sprinted through the door.

-bang!

And, the sight in front of you.

I didn’t think that conditions on the ground would be normal. Even so, it turned out to be a demonic world more than I thought… Both Jenika and I swallowed in vain.

A total of five buildings are arranged in a circle on the grounds of the Ross Taylor mansion, surrounded by a large outer wall.

The third floor of the most luxurious central mansion is where our exit is. Since it was secretly built in a secret space next to the kitchen, it should be a corner and dark space, but the view was surprisingly wide.

that’s right… It was because more than half of the outer wall of the central mansion had been blown off.

Thanks to this, a panoramic view of the Ross Taylor mansion site comes in at a glance.

From the servants’ quarters, the spire, the central mansion, and the annex, there was not a single building in good condition.

However, now is not the time to focus on building conditions.

-Wheeiik.

A gust of wind blew my hair.

On a night when the moon shines brightly, huge tentacles rise up against the dark sky. The tentacles that rise taller than buildings start destroying everything around them, regardless of who they are.

And with the bright moon in the background, a huge piece of flesh was floating in the air.

It is so huge that even the remains of the buildings look like block toys.

It has eyeballs on it.

Humans have two eyes, but do evil gods who control hatred and anger need more than that?

Dozens and hundreds of eyeballs hang everywhere, wriggling as if contemplating the whole world. It was such an unpleasant sight that you could get goosebumps just by looking at it.

After that, dozens of layers of magic circles overlapped in the sky with the momentum to cover even the sky. At first glance, you may not be able to guess the true nature of the magic circle, but I have already seen it several times.

<Sylvania’s Failed Swordsman> Act 4 final battle.

It was the same magic circle that covered the skies of Aken Island during the Kreffin subjugation.

“Eh, Ed…”

“Listen, Yenika.”

I put my hands on both of Yenika’s shoulders and talked with my eyes fixed on each other.

“That magic circle was implemented to offer sacrifices to the evil spirit. It must have been manifested by borrowing the magical power of Mebula. The evil spirit Mebula will never grant a human wish without paying for it.”

“Well, then…”

“Yes. If you are within range at the moment that law circle is manifested… there is a high possibility that you will lose your life.”

Jenika’s eyes trembled slightly. Although I have endured all kinds of life and death crises, to Yenika, death is still a concept that seems far away.

“You and I are the only ones who saw exactly what happened down there. So, one of us has to live.”

“If I tell you to run out of range beforehand, you’ll get angry.”

However, Yenika predicted what I would say next and threw it out in advance.

“Listen, Ed. I would die for Ed.”

Then, with my collar pulled tight, I spoke as if I had to listen straight. Resolutely, to the extent that I wonder if it was Yenika who was always so soft-spoken.

“It’s not that either one of us has to survive, we both have to survive. If Ed dies anyway…”

Having said that, Yenika hiccupped and hiccupped. Seeing my expression, he realized what he was talking about.

Was it that he was also excited by the urgency of the situation? I can’t cover her words and do what jumps out, and I realize Ya’s mistake behind Dan.

“Eh, that’s what it says, but…”

“I’m grateful for the story, but I don’t think there’s time to brawl about things like that.”

The shape of a mebuler floating in the sky. The demon is always ready to move. Already, the tentacles of the evil god began to crush the buildings and subdue the people.

When the contract with the evil spirit is over, Creffin will be able to handle the power that even ignores the providence of the world.

If that happens, in <Sylvania’s Failed Sword Master>, the game will be judged over, and the story will end with Crepin advancing to attack Chloel’s royal family.

It is a situation where it has already been revealed that he has already secured the life of a distinguished guest and touched a taboo.

It is a move that turns the entire empire into an enemy in an instant, so if you want to use that power to do something more, you have no choice but to hold the power in your hands. If you want to cross the line, you have to go all the way.

“The evil spirits have already started attacking people. Probably the banquet hall where the distinguished guests are gathering won’t be a mess either.”

If I had firmly nailed myself not to run away, then I couldn’t convince Yenika any more.

If so, it’s just a matter of quickly ending the situation and distributing the priorities of the work.

Just like it always has been.

“We need to figure out if there are any casualties and how much they are… And save all the people who can be saved. Jenika, you deal with many spirits, so you’ll be able to cover a large area at once.”

“So… what about Ed?”

“I’m going to get Creffin Ross Taylor.”

At those words, Jenika’s eyes trembled again. It seems that my expression was unusual.

Now I’m going to reap all kinds of beauty.

He flew to the Sylvania Academy and put an end to the tumultuous relationship with the Ross Taylor family that they had been arguing with for the past few years… all go to finish

“Then… what should I do with the unpleasant evil god floating in the sky…?”

“that….”

―Koo-gu-gung, boom!

Before I could reply, someone flew into the kitchen next to where we were standing.

―Kagagagak!

-Patter.

Several pieces of building debris collapsed and landed on top of them, but they were thrown away with an explosion at a single gesture.

―Kwagang, kak!

Amidst the rising dust, the shape of a person sticking out of the wall slowly comes into view.

“Cough, Cough…”

dwarf body. A sneeze after fixing the witch’s hat, fearing it would fly off.

Lucy Mayril sat still and stared blankly at the mebuler in the sky. Then he started to frown at her.

“Lucy!”

I quickly turned around and ran towards Lucy. When I bent down to check Lucy’s condition, Lucy quickly grabbed my forearms with both hands and dragged them to her feet.

Because it is so light, the series of movements ends in an instant.

“That certainly isn’t too hard.”

From an extremely high altitude, even the remains of the building were put in, but there were no scratches on the body, only some dust.

However, it seems that he has lost his pride, and his expression is quite heated.

“Hey, are you okay?”

“The way magical power is operated is so unique that defensive magic doesn’t work at all. It seems to be using gravitational magic, but it also seems to simply implement physical force… It’s definitely not a normal form of magic.”

For Lucy, she talks a lot. It means that the opponent is unusual.

“They use magic that cannot be countered by normal mana management.”

Lucy already knows how to handle all forms of magic.

Even Lucy is an unfamiliar opponent. To that extent, the evil god Mebula is an enemy beyond human comprehension.

I quietly gritted my teeth and pondered, then put my hand in my bosom and spoke.

“Lucy. If it becomes more dangerous than this…”

“I win.”

But Lucy decides before I finish my words.

“It’s not a magic battle, it’s more like a simple magic consumption battle, so it will take some time.”

As it was, Lucy took off her witch hat and threw it roughly on the kitchen floor. He also took off her oversized coat and threw it near her hat, and rolled up the dusty shirt.

And close your sleepy eyes. Looking up at the sky with open eyes, before long, Lucy’s magic begins to rise around her.

―Hwaaaaaagh!

The energy of magical power that wells up. In fact, it is not at the level of filling the surroundings.

The whole area is being covered with Lucy’s magical power. The atmosphere began to tremble with just the level of mana flowing out.

A small catastrophe is in motion. It is the power to turn the whole area into a mess if you put your mind to it.

“…”

Stretch your hands straight up towards the sky. At the fingertips spread out wide, a mebula is floating in the sky as if it could be caught in one hand.

A high-ranking law school that would take a typical mage all day to even implement one. Dozens of those law circles begin to materialize one after another, centering on Mebuler.

And a much larger law circle than all those laws covers the top of Mebula.

At that moment, all of Mebuler’s eyes turn to Lucy. Even the evil spirits contemplating the world have no choice but to focus their attention on the source of disasters there.

Lastly, dozens of layers of giant defense circles are covered around Mebuler. It is the highest level of defensive magic, ‘Essence Wall’.

It is a defensive magic implemented as if to protect Mebula, but it is the opposite. It is a law circle that Lucy manifested to protect the surroundings from internal explosions.

Then, Lucy clasped her hand tightly.

Then, the sun rose in the night sky.

The darkness of the gloomy night is instantly lifted, and for a very short time the world welcomes a bright day.

―Hwaaaaaagh!

―Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

It doesn’t sound like an explosion, it sounds like a volcano erupting. It is difficult to tell whether this is man-made magic or a natural disaster caused by God’s wrath.

High-level explosive magic ‘Destruction’. 58 consecutive hits.

In addition to that, the highest level of explosive magic, ‘the moment of creation’.

Even the highest level of defense magic manifested to protect the whole area.

In order to implement a high-level magic, the academy’s senior professors must concentrate their entire minds.

There was a monster here that realized more than 50 such dharma movements as if they were breathing.

Lucy, who has done her best, is something that far surpasses the human category. Needless to say, it means a monster.

“Oops.”

Anemia seemed to rise for a moment, and Lucy stumbled into my arms. Holding my arms tightly, I look up at the sky where night has arrived again.

In the rising smoke, the shape of Mebuler is visible.

The appearance of enduring that ridiculous explosion and leisurely floating in the sky. Some of the countless pupils were wounded, but they still did not lose their power.

It’s a valid hit, but not a critical hit.

And Mebula realizes. Who is the most dangerous element in this Ross Taylor mansion?

In an instant, all sorts of magic circles were created around the mansion. At the same moment, a swarm of tentacles rushed in to twist Lucy’s slender neck.

With another wave of her hand, Lucy destroyed all the magic circles and twisted and broke the tentacles.

Then, shaking off his clothes, he rushed out toward the open outer wall and looked straight up at the sky.

“It’s dangerous to be near me.”

Lucy said that and turned around.

Numerous tentacles floating in the sky, and the shape of a terrible mebuler. Dharma Jin for sacrificial offerings, a night sky embroidered with stars.

Standing against the backdrop of that strange landscape, he spoke to me.

“Are you going to catch the man?”

“okay.”

“He threw that troublesome piece at me and ran toward the annex. He’s probably thinking of manifesting the law formation engraved in the sky.”

A gust of wind blows through Lucy’s hair. Lucy said as she brushed off a lot of dust.

“That man is probably the medium that summoned that evil spirit. If I can catch and subdue that man, that lump of eyeballs will be very weak. Then it will be easier for me to finish.”

“Can you hold out until then?”

“Can you hold out?”

Lucy’s expression, as expected, did not move.

“It’s not me who’s holding on, it’s that lump of eyeballs.”

If I fight to the end, I will win. That confidence comes out, but unfortunately, it was on our side that the fire fell on our feet.

The longer the fight, the longer the loss of life. Even the people gathered here are only VIPs.

In addition, if the power of Mebula is fully implemented, the damage may not end only in the Ross Taylor manor.

“So, finish the job well. I’m here to help with that.”

Having said that, Lucy threw herself into the sky. In the meantime, he looks at Yenica, who was watching the situation from the corner, and even shows her sighing with her hatchet eyes open.

As it was, Lucy created a wind and flew toward Mebuler using flight magic.

* * *

―The Quagga River! bang!

“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

“Call the escorts! Escorts!”

“Help me! Kwaaaaagh!”

The banquet hall had already turned into a mess a long time ago.

As the outer wall collapsed and the tentacles rushed in, those capable of fighting began to fight back… All the high-ranking nobles were busy running away screaming.

In the meantime, the appearance of an evil god visible through the collapsed outer wall, and even a huge explosion embroidering the sky. Everyone is just confused by the urgent situation.

“What are the soldiers doing…!”

Ross Taylor’s enlisted men, led by the brown bear knight Knox, are not moving, sealing the entrance.

A nobleman, feverish to the point of his head, kicked the soldier in the back of the head and told him to move, but none of them even moved.

“These guys are crazy…!”

“Everyone get out of the way…!”

“…Larisse!”

The banquet hall where the battle is in full swing. Through the crowd, Saint Clarice came out.

With the head of the Bloomriver family, Sinir Bloomriver at the center, combatants were protecting the distinguished guests. However, there are overwhelmingly more non-combatants than combatants. It is a structure that will inevitably cause damage at some point.

“I need to contact the Knights Templar stationed right now…!”

It’s such an uproar.

Even without the guidance of the saintess, the staff of the Knights Templar stationed near the manor would have started moving. However, this situation is not very good as she has no direct contact with her saintess.

I haven’t brought in apostolic-level personnel, but there are quite a few good combat agents. Only now, when the whole mansion is in danger, every manpower that can fight was precious.

However, Knox shook his head.

“Are you disobeying orders?”

“It’s just obeying other orders.”

“I beg your pardon…?”

Knox answered like that… slowly… I took off my helmet very slowly.

Seeing this, not only Clarisse, but also the high-ranking nobles who were making a fuss next to him, and the others who were in the middle of the battle all hardened their expressions.

The part covered by the helmet… Because they were all covered with grotesque flesh.

Not only that, but strange tentacles sprouted from the back, which made it hard to see that it was already human.

“Ugh…!”

Her legs nearly gave out strength for a moment, but Clarice quickly pulled herself back and regained her senses.

She is a girl who has already experienced dozens and hundreds of deaths. She has the composure to quickly respond to sudden crises, but that doesn’t mean she isn’t afraid of the bizarre sight right in front of her.

“Stand, saintess… get off…!”

“These enlisted men… they are all strange…!”

With the sound of splitting flesh, one soldier bent forward. It was the moment when the hand was about to approach her saintess.

-Woe!

The flying ice spear pierced the soldier’s arm. And the soldiers fell one by one from the ensuing freezing magic.

An old middle-aged sorceress, Sinir Bloomriver, who had been dealing with the tentacles, stood guard over the saintess.

“Saint Clarisse. Step back.”

“I’m fine. I have protection that can counter any attack.”

Clarice shakes her head calmly, but Cinir jumps forward nonetheless and shouts.

“Everyone… must escape the mansion! This is a Ross Taylor family trap!”

At those words, all the distinguished guests at the banquet hall swallowed their saliva.