How to Survive at the Academy Chapter 244

Bellbrook subjugation (12)

total war.

A situation in which victory must be achieved by all means at hand.

My efforts over the past years have been solely to overcome this ordeal.

In a scene where monsters sweep Aken Island and the world seems to be perishing… I hugged Lucy tightly.

Perhaps because her body was full of wounds, Lucy let out a moan of pain, but my body ached as well. I am in a position where I am forcibly moving my body, which has reached its limit.

Still, it was necessary to drag Lucy out and take her to safety.

“I will run.”

After saying that to Lucy in my arms, I ran into the alley between the living quarters.

Sylvania’s primary target is Lucy Meiril.

It was because he thought that if he got rid of Lucy, who was blocking Valveroke alone, then the Seongchangryong, wrapped in chains, would be able to rampage more freely.

Therefore, it was urgent to get Lucy, who was unable to fight, off the battlefield.

Princess Penia and Yenica would not be able to deal with Sylvania. However, it is possible if it is escape.

Lucy Meiril would have been able to run away if she did her best. He just didn’t do it. This is because he decided that he had to keep the feet of the holy spear dragon Belbrok and the great sage Sylvania.

“We plan to gather at the Ophelis Hall and deal with that mad wizard by ourselves. Taily is going to fix Valveroke.”

I picked up Lucy and ran as hard as I could, tying the wound tight. Streams of blood from Lucy and myself lined the alley.

“all… That’s right… .”

“… what?”

While stepping forward as much as I could, I expressed my doubts at Lucy’s sudden words.

“You are alive.”

Lucy doesn’t talk long. She is, in the first place, a girl with little to no emotional expression.

However, is it because I came to see the kaleidoscope? Emotions were rising for no reason, and he spoke with difficulty lifting his bleeding body.

“What if you died?”

“You know that.”

After hearing Lucy’s words of concern, I decided to reassure her.

“No matter what, surviving in the end is my forte.”

Upon hearing that, Lucy held her breath. In fact, Lucy didn’t even know.

One way or another I will be alive. Because he was so sure, he must have tried to hold on to Sylvania’s feet even a little longer.

“Ooh, ooh… Kuck, heo… !”

At that moment, Lucy sneezed and coughed up blood. I furrowed my brows and set Lucy down against the outer wall of the building.

Lucy in pain. I pushed down the hair that was stuck to his cheek along with his blood, and checked his body condition again.

I noticed it belatedly because the situation was so urgent, but I was completely burned on one hand. In addition, the body was full of stab wounds, and the scars caused by the magic bullets remained conspicuously.

Even the scars that can be seen through the cracks in the rags of the school uniform are that much, but if you look closely, it’s hard to imagine how devastated it will be.

Not only that, but he has been suffering from body aches and hemoptysis accompanied by high fever. Sometimes they even nod their heads or gesture in the air as if they are hallucinating.

I know what this is like. I experienced it when I was overworked and fell out.

It is a memory that the flow of magic flowing through the body was twisted due to the repeated drawing of mana from the whole body more than necessary. This is a phenomenon that occurs when completely exhausted mana is restored to the body and the original flow is not found.

At that time, I lay down for days and days, and in the end, Lucy cut off the twisted magic in my body with her magic power and threw it away.

It was a fairly brute-force solution, but I remember it being quite effective anyway.

“Heh, heh… Whoops… .”

Leaving Lucy leaning against the wall, gasping for breath and groaning in pain, I drew out what little mana was left in my body.

As I put my fingers on Lucy’s stomach, I closed my eyes and focused, I felt Lucy’s magic power.

As the completely exhausted mana was restored, the mana could not find its way and was tangled here and there because it was diffusely reflected along the flow here and there.

The main cause is that the body’s recovery system and the magic recovery system are not well aligned. Anyway, it was necessary to release the tangled magic.

Just like Lucy did to me, I gritted my teeth and raised my mana to release the entangled mana from Lucy’s body.

For me, now is not the time to worry about the state of others. I am in need of treatment right now. However, Lucy will surely die if left alone.

By drawing out the power of the body as it is, I managed to return Lucy’s magical power to its original flow.

It’s a weak magic that has just begun to recover, but since it’s Lucy’s magic, the amount alone is huge. Just twisting and breaking the slight flow had to consume almost all of his energy.

“Huh… Heo-eok… .”

Completely exhausted, I raised my eyes and barely came to my senses.

Lucy’s breathing was also fairly stable. Unlike when he gasped and spit out blood, his lungs also reliably relaxed and contracted each time he repeated inhalation and exhalation with a fairly stable sensation.

Once the big crisis has barely passed.

Next is a full burn on Lucy’s arm. The red-blooming scar itself seems to have already embodied the shape of a flame.

As it was a fresh burn, the pain would be considerable. It was the timing when the pain hadn’t completely subsided yet, but it was necessary to cool off the remaining heat. These scars will last a lifetime, but if you handle them well, you won’t be able to use your hands.

It would be best to summon ice with ice barrier magic, but it is a power outside my realm. I first raised the wind magic to somehow cool the surface of Lucy’s skin, and at the same time, I put my hand on Lucy’s forehead to heat it up.

Slowly, Lucy’s breathing becomes more stable. The situation is slowly stabilizing.

-Quaang! Aaaaaang!

The sound of elemental magic blown by Sylvania came from the entrance plaza.

I told Yenika to hold on as much as possible and run away, but even that doesn’t seem easy.

Sylvania had already allowed Yenika to escape once. You won’t want to allow it a second or a third time.

Still, if Yenika decides to run away, it’s really hard to catch. Subduing all of those numerous spirits is a separate area from the size of the power. It is bound to consume a lot of time.

Once Lucy’s physical condition had stabilized, it was time to start again.

-widely.

Lucy opened her eyes slowly, then raised her intact hand to take my heat-measuring hand.

Then, he pulls down his hand and puts it to his cheek. As if trying to feel the warmth of her palms.

And in a dull voice… speak softly… .

“It is not a dream.”

“… … .”

“I wonder if the fact that you’re alive is a dream, I wonder if what I’m seeing right now is a dream… I was worried… .”

“Because you don’t have to worry. I am alive.”

“huh. Thank you for being alive.”

I tried to ask the meaning of the word because it was absurd, but the answer came out first before I even asked the question.

“I was going to die.”

“Why do you do such a useless thing?”

“I thought I couldn’t stop it if I didn’t risk death. So, I was going to die without any worries.”

Lucy Meiril was aiming for a friendship in the first place.

I didn’t know if I would be able to subdue Sylvania or not, but to do my best as much as I could.

“You gave meaning to my meaningless and futile life. you.”

“… … .”

“So, even if I died for you, wouldn’t it have been a meaningful life? Wouldn’t it be possible to say that I lived a good life? That thought… Enter… So, dying unexpectedly… . I wasn’t that scared.”

Lucy runs her cheek over the palm of my hand while talking. Even though his face was stained with blood and wounds, his eyes seemed relaxed.

“It was a strange feeling.”

“If you say such nonsense again, I will be serious, listen carefully.”

I took my hand off Lucy’s cheek and then put it into her bosom. Then, he took out the phoenix ring and put it carefully on Lucy’s finger.

Lucy, who went down to the Ghost Library to get the ring together, would know what kind of ring it was.

“Don’t think of dying for me, think of living for me.”

“… … .”

“No matter what, live. You just said it. Death should never be accepted. Whether it’s for me or whatever, it’s meaningful to live. So, don’t talk too long. I hope you will survive. If you die, you will feel great loss and sadness.”

First of all, Professor Glast’s phoenix ring would be most effective if Lucy had it. However, right now, Lucy’s magical powers are twisted and she is in a state of disrepair, so it will be difficult to use the power of this ring properly. It needs some time to cool off.

In the meantime, I spoke with certainty so as not to have useless thoughts or lose my will.

“Live for me.”

When Lucy heard that, her pupils widened out of proportion.

Accepting the ring… dye your face red Seeing that Lucy Mayleel make a face like this would stun whoever she was.

As if doubting his own ears, he looked at the ring on his hand as if he couldn’t believe it… I glance up at my face with my pupils widened to the limit.

“It will be hard to move your body right now, but once your mana recovers a little, that ring will be of great help. you have it Probably because my physical condition is not normal… I don’t think I’ll ever be able to escape this way. I’ll look for another way, so rest here for now.”

“but… This ring is your secret weapon… .”

“I told you. Do I have to tell you one more time?”

Lucy looked down at the ring, her face flushed to the limit, and nodded.

Before long, life returned to his eyes that had become blank, and he answered as if he were chanting.

“okay.”

Blocking the flowing blood with just a little restored magical power, Lucy clenched her mouth.

“I will live for you.”

“excellent.”

I stroked Lucy’s head and somehow managed to raise her body full of pain.

When I finally stood up, I could see Lucy’s disfigured body.

He is said to be a rare genius wizard who will not be seen again in the history of the continent, but he is so small and weak when he sits against the wall. If you look at the small body and thin limbs, it looks like it will break at any moment.

In the end, everyone is a weak person if you take a look at it.

A creature that is pushed to its limits and puts on the brink of death, in the end it has no choice but to struggle as hard as it can. that’s the person

I slowly got up and turned to the entrance plaza where Sylvania and Yenika were facing each other.

Crazy Sylvania.

After all, it is an enemy that cannot be dealt with one-on-one. You have to join in all the power that can be involved and ‘subjugate’ it.

Raids are, in the end, the level of difficulty determined by the number of people. If possible, I wanted to gather all my strength, but… Still, there is a limit.

―Quaang! Aaaaaang! Quaang!

That was the moment.

I was just trying to escape to Ophelis Hall somehow.

The sky, which I thought would be covered by the monsters again, was now being colored with a dark red magic circle.

Its nature is different from Lucy’s magic circle. It was an unfamiliar form of magic circle, but unexpectedly, it formed a form that seemed to have been seen elsewhere.

I quietly looked up at the sky, and eventually realized the true identity of the magic circle.

At that moment, I had no choice but to hurriedly run toward the entrance plaza, keeping my eyebrows narrowed.

* * *

― ‘Aaaaaaaaa! Kyaaaaaaaagh!’

– ‘Help me! Mr. Hoeju! I… arm… arm… !’

― ‘The upper entrance is open! Half of the mercenaries have been killed! If you stay like this… !’

Hearing a sound he couldn’t tell whether it was a scream or a report, Lortel Kecheln crossed the corridor of Elte Firm.

In the midst of the sound of footsteps, the window was broken in the aftermath of the gremlin’s magical energy, and a bizarre-looking monster climbed in through the window.

Lortel used freezing magic and gravity magic to quickly get rid of the monsters that had invaded the building, and then entered the office and closed the door. Secretary Rienna came in after her and studied Lortel’s expression in a cold sweat, but Lortel was not breaking a single drop of sweat.

“Close the windows and lower the curtains, Secretary Rienna.”

“Yes, heheeb!”

Embarrassed, Secretary Rienna quickly closed the windows and drew the curtains as instructed.

Soon, no screams of confusion came from Lortel’s office. However, there were occasional explosions, or large and small vibrations. I knew well enough what a mayhem it was outside.

Lortel, who had just entered the battle, put the letter she had received from the spirit of Yenika on the desk and slumped into her chair. He barely has time to catch his breath, so he inhales heavily and then exhales deeply.

“Hoe, Hoeju’s deputy… .”

Lienna’s secretary called out to Lortel in a trembling voice, but Lortel did not answer.

I close my eyes and meditate on the contents of the letter I received.

Please come to the Ophelis Hall for support.

The great sage Sylvania is resurrected and is slaughtering the strong within the school.

Need help subjugating Velbroke.

To sum it up, that was it. It must have been a letter written in haste, but it was condensed as concisely as possible. Aside from asking for a rally and needing help in subjugating Belfroch, I wonder what the content about Sylvania is talking about.

However, looking at the handwriting, it is clear that it was written by Ed Rosteeler. If that’s the case, it’s right to trust and follow the situation.

The Sylvania branch of the Elte Company is full of chaos.

Even in that hell, where no one can but tremble in fear, Lortel is calm and calm.

Her mental strength, which allows her to maintain reason under any circumstances, is her trademark.

“If we are going to apply for the Ophelis building, we will have to give up the branch building of this company.”

It is highly likely that not only the Sanghoe branch building will be destroyed, but also all in-kind assets such as inventory stored in the internal warehouse will be lost.

Dozens of merchants’ lives have already been lost, so you may wonder what such assets have to do with it, but the warehouse of the branch of the Elte Firm is filled with valuables that cannot be bought even with a thousand gold.

Even if they gave up on defending the branch, there was no guarantee that they would be able to reach Ophelis Hall without damage. In many ways, it is a very risky choice.

Nonetheless, Lortel makes plans to head to Ophelis Hall as Ed requested.

Just defending the branch building without any solution is bottomless.

It might be better to think about solving the underlying threat, Valveroke. In addition, if the person who suggested the methodology was Ed Roth Taylor… It may be a gamble worth taking than you think.

I think of the blond man with my eyes gently closed.

The strange feeling that Lortel felt every time she thought of that man was the feeling that she was standing on a different stage.

Ever since Ed Rosteiler began making his way through the Sylvania Academy, Lortel has stood by him.

He tried to walk beside him as much as possible, but the discrepancy that was always felt in the decisive part remained in Lortel’s chest as a deep sense of incongruity.

I thought they were walking side by side, but Ed always seems to be looking the other way.

There are many days when I feel like there is some kind of huge shield standing between him and myself.

Lortel Kecheln is a character from the protagonist’s generation belonging to the main scenario.

Ed Rosteiler is just an extra who doesn’t even shine under the stage.

The gap seems weak or huge.

Lortel did not know the details of the situation. However, he is a natural person as far as intuition is concerned.

Suddenly, something like a fantasy flickers in front of his eyes, sometimes stimulating Lortel’s anxiety.

Is it a dream or a hallucination?

Taylor McLore walks.

I tightly gripped the scabbard and walked to the front with a determined expression on my face.

Beside him, Ayla, his companion and lover, walks side by side. After that, Fenia, the princess who learned a firm will, Ziggs, who became accustomed to the flow of civilization, Clevius, who overcame his cowardly temperament, and Elvira, who realized the depth of people, walked out.

The ‘Generation of Protagonists’, who went through their own trials, overcame them, grew up and became strong, walks out confidently. He walks the path of a hero in the midst of applause.

Lortel Kecheln stands at the back, walking out as a member of that glorious and wonderful generation of protagonists.

And, Ed Rosteylor passes them by.

The direction it’s going is the exact opposite. It is neither majestic nor grandiose. Rather, with his hands in his pockets, he opened his worried eyes… It passes in the opposite direction from Taylor. There is no spotlight, no applause, no praise.

After that, Jenika Failover, Lucy Meiril, Clarisse, Dyke Elpelan, Selaha Einir Chloe, Tracyana Bloomriver… .

The ‘extras’ who came down off the stage follow and pass by.

Suddenly, I look back at the group that passed by. Seeing them in Lortel’s eyes, it feels like they’re gradually moving away.

The stage you are standing on is different.

Unfortunately, it is not Lortel’s stage.

Receive more light, receive more praise, and in the end achieve what you want and walk on the path of happiness.

On the way, there is no Ed Rosteyler.

“Agent Hoeju!”

At that moment, while Secretary Rienna was calling, I suddenly came to my senses.

Secretary Rienna doesn’t break Lortel’s concentration, who carelessly organizes her thoughts. She said that there was a situation that needed to be reported.

Lortel, who had barely regained consciousness, looked at Rienna with a puzzled expression, probably because she was too focused.

When I opened the window again, I saw a huge shadow-like figure outside the window. Eventually, the dark red magic circle covering the sky came into view… There was no choice but to realize the identity of that huge shadow figure in an instant.

That gigantic shadow figure… I already remember seeing it once.

But in the past, it was only part of it. Having never seen it descend in its full form, even the calm Lortel was taken aback for a moment.

* * *

Yenica Failover is a girl who has been destroyed by failure.

He received everyone’s expectations, received a lot of love, and worked hard, but in the end, the end he waited for was stained with failure.

Swallowed by frustration and despair, I lived helplessly until the day I graduated… A girl whose news has been cut off quietly.

That was an unchanging fact in all futures observed by Sylvania.

The failure that Yenica Failover experienced was a level that could never be overcome with her temperament and values ​​alone.

However, in front of Sylvania’s eyes, the shadow of a gigantic figure that gradually raises its body… He was in complete denial of that fact.

The dark red circle that covered the sky is the giant summoning circle that Jenika realized when she was dominated by Velosper.

It was not possible to fully implement it with Yenica’s ability, and even if it was her current skill, she had to be prepared to burn and eat all the magic circuits in her body… It was an absurd level of law.

Even if you are a Jenika who has reached the extreme of spiritism, you have to risk your life.

Even if you don’t lose your life, it’s a gamble that might take away your reason and will.

However, its strength cannot be compared with any other elemental spirit.

The swirling shadow forms the shape of a demon, gradually increasing in size.

Jenika Failover was kneeling on top of dozens of overlapping magic circles, holding a staff. Her Sylvania’s eyes widen as she looks down at her.

A future like this has never been read.

Nonetheless, it is the future that has arrived.

Coming to the limit of the extreme, what Jenika Failover thought was… That we must protect Aken Island with all means at our disposal.

That’s why, from Jenika’s point of view, she herself commits the act of stabbing the biggest evil.

The experience of failure, the trauma left deep in my heart seems to scrape my heart… Yenica Pale Rover looked up at her Sylvania with her eyes gently open, filled with her will.

Half of her light pink hair is dyed pure white.

A stamp unique to the dark spirit creeps up on the skin.

However, ‘will’ is not eaten.

There is no such thing as helplessly being led by the power of the Dark Spirit and being eaten whole.

A burden comes up on my body, and the imprint of darkness constantly tries to dig into my thoughts… In the end, Jenika completely subdues and controls the power of the dark spirit. Without even borrowing the power of the phoenix ring, with her own power.

I felt the flow of magical energy throughout my body fluctuate and burn. If you want to wield a spirit that exceeds your skill level, you have no choice but to eat your own body. It feels like falling into a hot fire and burning.

Even so, the strong will in Yenika’s eyes does not disappear.

Darkness hangs over the sky. The shape of a devil, bigger than the tall spire standing in the plaza, stood upright as if it would devour the whole world.

darkness.

The primal fear of those humans that Sylvania was wary of again and again.

Having controlled it, Jenika Failover stood upright.

Say, the darkness of the Age of Myth.

Supreme Dark Spirit. The roar of Glascan spread throughout the living quarters.

* * *

top of the right mountain.

The Altar of Grinding.

A huge magic tool that the great sage Sylvania implemented in the distant past to replace her own magical power.

A man is sitting on his knees in front of the altar.

Drawing out an enormous flow of magical power, he lowered his head and broke out in a cold sweat.

Shortly shaved hair and crumpled wrinkles are visible under the hem of the robe.

Swallowing dry saliva, he continues to pour mana into the inscription on the Altar of Change.

The man’s arms were wrapped in magical chains.

The surrounding area is full of corpses of monsters. The man’s clothes were also completely stained with blood.

Without lowering his outstretched hand, the man continued pouring mana as he was in the kneeling position.

However, now it seems that the limit is coming soon.

In the sight that gradually fades… The man gritted his teeth one last time. Even in the blurring mind, I regain my composure.

The last principal of Sylvania Academy.

Obel Forcius… I was looking up at the dying sky.