EP.36 It smells rotten (1)
The second week of classes has ended.
As I was trying to go to the cafe, I was in trouble thanks to a student who came to the teacher’s office.
If it was an average student, just tell them to come back later. However, the person who came to see me was someone who was far from ordinary.
Fourth princess, Ayla.
She smiled broadly.
“Then shall we go?”
“···yes?”
“You promised, right? He said he would research it together after class.”
“Rather than a promise, it is…”
Wasn’t it half forced?
I gave her that look in a subtle way, but Ayla’s attitude was firm.
“Hmm.”
The corners of her eyes rise slightly.
I wiped my eyes.
“Okay, let’s go.”
Actually, I felt uncomfortable too.
If Princess Ayla says something like this, it means there’s something there.
“Thank you for your help!”
“Ah, yes…”
2.
Stella, the star child.
They are blessed by the stars and hear their whispers. It is different from that of a warrior. There is no mutual communication.
It just comes down one way.
However, those one-sided whispers sometimes border on the realm of foresight.
Fourth princess, Ayla.
She once experienced precognition in the form of intuition. There were a lot. Although it is called intuition for convenience, intuition that is not wrong is closer to foreknowledge.
That intuition is now ringing an alarm.
“······.”
Ayla’s eyes turn to her index finger.
‘It’s annoying.’
She raised her head, bending her tingling index finger. What came into view was a hallway with professor’s offices lined up on both sides. Same hallway as always.
However, the more I walk, the more my index finger becomes sore.
The ache soon turns into pain.
“I feel bad.”
Ayla muttered that.
“This whole hallway feels bad. Should I say that I can’t breathe? “I feel sick.”
“······.”
“This is my first time like this. “Are you listening, Professor?”
“Yes, I am listening.”
In response to Ayla’s question, the woman walking next to her nodded. Her gray hair sways slightly.
Rania van Trias.
A person with a strange connection to Ayla.
In fact, originally, Ayla had planned to call the guard knight Havel and search the hallway together.
However, this person.
The moment I encountered Rania, my thoughts changed.
‘Havel will be sad to hear it, but…’
As for Ayla, the woman who was currently walking by his side was more trustworthy than Havel, who had been with him for a long time.
‘The stars are whispering like that too.’
As always, I’m not sure why.
I just feel that way.
“hmm···.”
Ayla turned her head and glanced at Rania’s profile. She was always a somewhat unique person.
His body size is not much different from mine.
At best, is it just a little taller and looks more mature? Actually, that is also a bit wrong.
‘Rather than physical maturity…’
It’s more like a difference in atmosphere.
The atmosphere she was surrounded by was so foreign. heavy. Sharp. Not only is it different from her students’, but it’s also different from her regular professors.
An atmosphere similar to that of a soldier.
That unique atmosphere is not obscured by the neat robe or the title of professor.
Ayla was staring at her like that.
Suddenly she turned to Ayla. There is a bit of hesitation in her looking back.
‘It seems like you’re feeling uncomfortable for some reason?’
Am I uncomfortable?
Ayla tilted her head.
“I will walk ahead.”
“yes?”
After saying one word, he takes a big step forward.
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chin.
Unlike Ayla, who walks cautiously, she strides forward. Ayla pouted her lips at that sight.
‘You blatantly avoided it, right? just now?’
Anyway, isn’t this a bit too much?
“Go slowly, Professor.”
“If there is something here like the princess said, shouldn’t we check it quickly?”
Ayla tried to grunt, but her steps were unstoppable. Ayla followed the tip of the shaking robe at a brisk pace.
‘But, there’s something ominous…’
The ominous feeling still cannot be shaken off.
Rather, it calls out its size.
It’s definitely a hallway with nothing out of the ordinary on the outside, but now we’re heading deeper into the hallway.
Ayla felt like she was entering the maw of an animal. Or, into the dark interior of a cave where you don’t know what will be at the end.
‘What on earth is it?’
The best academy in the kingdom, Aplia.
How could it be possible to get your fingers sore like this in the middle of the royal capital?
‘It feels as if something is crawling under my feet.’
My body itches.
It looks like a bug got inside my clothes. An unpleasant sensation, as if something was crawling up your spine.
and.
“ah.”
Finally, the discomfort reaches its peak.
“excuse me.”
End of the hallway.
The door to the teacher’s office was tightly closed.
“There it is.”
Ayla’s fingertips point to the door.
Ayla continued, enduring the pain that felt as if her fingers would break.
“Over there…”
It was then.
“Excuse me for a moment.”
“yes?”
Tuk.
Rania pushed Ayla.
Ayla, who was pushed away without knowing why, looked at Rania with a questioning gaze.
“Why all of a sudden?···.”
Before the question is over.
Kwaaaaaaaa!
One side of the wall exploded with a loud noise.
A pile of stones bounces up. Dust rose. The place where the explosion was headed was where Ayla had been standing just a moment ago.
and.
That is also where Rania was standing.
Patter, patter.
Stone dust falls on my head. Through the settling dust, the scenery of the hallway comes into view.
It is full of remnants of collapsed walls.
The hallway leading to the door is completely blocked by rubble.
“ah···.”
A lump of stone filled my field of vision.
Looking at it, Ayla blinked blankly.
It wasn’t visible.
Professor Rania, who had been standing in front of him just a moment ago, could not be seen.
“···Professor Rania, sir?”
There is no answer back.
3.
Flash.
3rd floor of Central Academic Building.
Lark, who was lying on the bed in his room, opened his eyes. He was tired and thought about taking a nap, but it seemed like a bad idea to take a nap.
“·····.”
He lifted his upper body without saying a word.
Then he stretched out his hand. The hand is headed towards the hatchet on the desk.
‘Something is coming.’
Hold a hatchet in each hand.
I got off the bed and twirled my arms once.
“It smells like something rotten.”
Kaang!
Clash hatchets together.
A small spark flies, and the stocked spell absorbs Lark’s mana.
Haste.
Enhance-Strength.
The veins on my forearms stand out.
Lark raised his right arm above his head and grabbed the doorknob of the room. He counted in his mind.
One, two, three···.
‘now.’
Jump up!
-Keeeeeeee!
As soon as he opens the door, the undead holding on to the doorknob is dragged out. The rotten torso of a zombie is pushed into the room.
and.
Lark’s right arm moves.
The hatchet raised upwards points downwards. Swing it like that. The hatchet, swinging like a guillotine, touches the undead’s back.
Suddenly!
There is no stiffness in the axe.
The ax, swung in a neat trajectory, separates the upper and lower bodies of the undead.
Sigh!
Blood splashes out. Lark doesn’t stop. As soon as the separated upper body of the undead fell to the floor, Lark released the doorknob. He swung his hatchet in his left hand.
‘The undead must have their heads smashed.’
That’s what I learned from the northern warriors.
Lark did exactly what he had learned.
Kwasik!
He pulls out the hatchet that crushed the demon beast’s skull.
I shook off the blood. Lark stepped on his headless body and came out of the room. He stood right in the hallway.
“It smells rotten.”
I smell the rotten smell of the undead.
Lark frowned. Undeads wandering the hallways come into view. The number is not small.
‘Where did it come from?’
I can not know.
‘What kind of situation is this?’
That too is unknown.
“hmm.”
Lark twirled his wrist.
There is nothing to know right now. It’s a riddle.
‘What should I do in times like this?’
Lark recalled the teachings of the northern warriors.
-You don’t know what to do, master?
-What are we, master?
He is a warrior.
An honorable northern warrior.
-Yes, that’s right. A warrior. What is there for a warrior to do? Actually, there is only one.
“hmm.”
-If you don’t know what it is, master.
Lark stopped twirling his wrist.
-Generally, if you swing and shoot, the answer will come out.
I raised my arms.
“indeed.”
I swung it and hit it down.
“Then that’s it.”
One undead has fallen.
Stepping on the blood pooled on the floor, Lark rushed towards the undead.
4.
“Ahhh···.”
Ayla’s mouth opened and closed repeatedly. She sank down in her seat and covered her mouth with her hand.
‘The wall collapsed.’
Ayla remembered.
‘Did something explode? No, something… hit me.’
The moment the wall exploded, I felt like I saw a huge figure. It wasn’t visible right now because it was covered by the collapsed rubble, but it seemed like there was something beyond the rubble.
You have to run away.
However, Ayla couldn’t do that.
The wall collapsed.
At the place where it collapsed, Professor Rania was there.
‘At the moment the wall collapsed.’
Clearly, the professor pushed himself.
Ayla’s expression distorted when she remembered that fact.
“Tsk…”
If I had noticed it first and pushed it away, I would have been able to avoid it. However, she could not avoid it.
Why couldn’t I avoid it?
The answer to that question comes quickly.
‘Because you were trying to protect me.’
While trying to protect himself, he was caught in an explosion instead.
I didn’t think I would be safe after being caught in an explosion of this magnitude. Ayla gritted her teeth and stood up.
The wall collapsed.
Piles of stones are piled up.
Someone got caught up trying to protect themselves.
A series of situations stimulate Ayla’s memory. It brings back memories of her from a long time ago that she wanted to forget.
“no.”
I reached out to the pile of stones.
Because it is large and heavy, the pile of stones does not move easily.
“I don’t like it.”
I don’t want to be a burden like I used to be.
I didn’t want to see someone die while trying to protect myself like I did then.
“Ugh, tsk…”
As she removed the rock with trembling hands, Ayla screamed until the blood in her throat rose.
“Professor Rania! “If you can hear me…”
“Yes, what is it?”
what?
“uh?”
Ayla stopped touching.
“···Professor Rania?”
“Yes, why are you calling me?”
I hear a voice.
The voice I hear is very peaceful.
“Well, it’s okay…”
“I’m fine. “Please stay away.”
“Ah yes···.”
‘What am I listening to now? ‘Are you hallucinating?’
While thinking that, Ayla obediently fell off the wall. Soon, the pile of stones begins to shake.
“Oh, shit. dust.”
Nervous voice.
Smite.
Coo! The pile of stones shakes, and soon it pours down. Someone walked out of the pile of rubble.
“Kok, kek. Wow…”
Dry coughing sound.
Ayla looked blankly at someone sweeping away dust with his hand.
Rania van Trias.
She, who I thought had been crushed by a pile of stones, looked very fine. Not a single small scratch can be found. Even the robe was a little dusty, but there were no tears or frays.
“Yes, so.”
She tilts her head.
“Why did you call me?”
Suddenly, Ayla looked at what was in her hand.
‘···head?’
A witch’s head dripping with green blood.
Ayla slowly raised her head.
“···Uh, it’s okay… Are you okay?”
“I’m fine.”
I’m not saying this out of politeness, but he really looked fine.
Ayla was speechless.
