187 – Asilia got drunk
— Dear love!
A loud bell was heard once again.
… No.
Can it be said to be big?
It may be because that is all you can hear while everything is at a standstill.
Like a blood girl who moves alone in frozen time.
“Ian!… Eh?”
Rufina, who was shouting out loud, looks blank.
This child must have also seen the memorization that Laysha sent out.
I heard he’s a guy with relatively high abilities.
“… Did you avoid it? Oh, how? I knew for sure what would happen!”
For some reason, this guy seems more panicked than me, but I think that could be the case. Normally, things like this are more surprising to onlookers than to the adrenaline rush.
“It’s no big deal. I was lucky.”
“Luck? Now that I think about it, where did that assassin go…?”
This is a difficult question.
There is a being called a ‘blood woman’ in the Shaleam Church.
He is probably the culprit who caused my estrus, or he is the watchman.
I feel like I’m being treated by her as some sort of toy.
It seemed like her toy was going to break, so she suddenly appeared and saved me from breaking it.
And Raysha, who tried to break her toy, crumbled into dust and disappeared.
‘… I can’t explain it like this, can I?’
Therefore, I only provided information that Rufina could understand.
“Suddenly disappeared.”
“Suddenly?”
“Yes. In the blink of an eye.”
“… I’ve heard that there is a technique that allows you to teleport to a designated location.”
Rufina falls into her own world again, muttering, “What’s wrong?”
I’m glad I got through it well.
If you think about it, I didn’t lie at all.
This is a neat self-justification.
“……”
I shook my head to shake off my thoughts.
‘First of all, the priority is to look around.’
Just in case, there may be traces left by the blood woman.
Blood woman.
A complete irregular being that has never been properly described even in Panta
Now that she is trapped in her web, she must find a way to escape, or at least a way to struggle.
‘First of all, the space where I was standing.’
In front of the window in the hallway.
I stopped, as if I was taking a step backwards.
The blood girl stood in front of me, and this is where her traces will remain.
I searched the place thoroughly.
Saliva of a blood woman.
A single strand of hair.
Or at least I was planning to find footprints.
“… Nothing.”
But it is clean without anything.
The blood girl disappeared without leaving even a single strand of hair behind.
Amazingly clean, as if it never existed.
Even though she walked all the way to the end of the hallway she first walked out of.
There wasn’t even a passage there.
A wall that is completely blocked in three directions.
The blood girl must have walked out of here, but what happened?
“……”
I leaned against the wall somewhat vainly.
My back is cold.
“Could he really be a ghost…?”
For me, I don’t think of the blood girl’s abilities as anything other than that. This is probably because there is an overwhelming gap that cannot even be discerned.
That fact is quite bitter.
‘I’ve grown quite a bit, too.’
Pure earth mana collected in the danjeon. Various skills learned. A movement called ‘leap’. Seolhwa Sword Technique. And a fraudulent weapon called ether, etc.
I hate to say this to myself, but my skills are by no means weak.
If you say something like that somewhere, you’ll get beaten up and told, ‘Don’t be deceptive.’
Nevertheless.
“… I can’t see it.”
Bitterness rising from deep within.
I swallowed it again along with my saliva.
Rather, this side is neat.
Let’s put the blood girl aside from our thoughts for a moment.
In the first place, this fight was not a fight with a blood woman, but a fight with an assassin.
The assassins somehow managed to hide their traces…
‘Compared to the blood girl, it’s poor.’
Of course, they are also professionals.
He probably wanted to deal with it after everything was sorted out.
I simply made the mistake of underestimating myself and not predicting the disaster of a blood woman.
There were pieces of paper and some traces scattered on the floor of the hallway.
These are things worth taking care of.
In the first place, it is not easy to collect traces of a master assassin of Raysha’s level.
This act itself can be an opportunity to learn some of Laysha’s abilities.
I was looking around like that.
“… This?”
Laysha’s coat was thrown in a corner of the hallway.
There was a small notebook in there.
The contents cannot be guessed because it is encrypted, but…
“Let’s take care of it for now.”
Raysha is one of the biggest names in the world of assassins.
It seems like it contains some important information.
As she was gathering the remaining evidence, Rufina, who was slapping her bruises, suddenly opened her mouth.
“There is only one conclusion!”
… Why is he like that?
Rufina runs up to me and asks with great tension.
“Ian I have a question for you.”
“What is it?”
“What on earth are you?”
Static.
Fortunately, it seemed like it was not a question to find out, but to continue the conversation.
“Even though it’s clear that he’s horny, he just endures it with his will.”
“Yes.”
“Suddenly out of nowhere, an assassin is targeting you.”
“… Uhm.”
That is unfair to me too.
“And incredibly strong.”
That is a fuss.
It is not strong enough to be labeled as ‘tremendously’.
I just do my best to use everything I have.
In response to my answer, “I don’t think it’s that bad,” Luffy shook her head.
“Honestly, I’ve never seen a cadet as strong as you.”
“Isn’t it because you’re stuck in the club room every day?”
“… Kehehehe.”
Rufina cleared her throat as if she had hit a sore spot and continued her words.
“Your swordsmanship is top-notch. I can’t even believe you can handle memorization. How many memorizations are you hiding? You’re transparent and your throwing speed is fast. I can’t even follow the way you throw with my eyes.”
Most of them were just applied here and there.
Something like combining ether and ‘leap’.
Of course, it will look amazing on the outside.
They are using it intentionally.
At that time.
— Tuk
Something hit my foot.
…What is it?
I think I looked through everything before.
I knelt down.
The object was actually a necklace.
A cross necklace unique to the Deus Church. However, it had turned pitch black and there was a black nail stuck on one side of the necklace.
“… Hmm.”
This is a very meaningful item.
I put the necklace in my pocket.
◆
The church was unusually bustling today.
Once a week.
Aria, who was going out to maintain her qualifications as a candidate for sainthood, felt something was wrong even in the midst of complete depression and exhaustion.
— …Damn.
— I thought it would definitely be handled somehow.
— What about other writers…!
Beside her, Dave, the escort driver, was also one of the causes.
Dave keeps muttering something low and inaudible.
If you think about how calm and loyal he usually is, the difference was big.
Of course, when talking to Aria herself, she seemed perfectly normal.
“Please come this way, saint.”
Under his guidance, Aria knelt in front of the statue of her god.
The one god, Deus.
Praying in front of this person one day a week was the entire routine of a saint candidate.
At this moment, Aria also felt peaceful.
“Let’s go back.”
On the way back after finishing prayer.
Aria returned to her residence today, listening to the sound of Dave’s footsteps, which were unusually heavy.
In a dark room.
Dave, who was about to close the door, hesitates and opens his mouth.
“Aria.”
“… ?”
“Tomorrow, the Inquisitor will arrive at our parish.”
“……”
“I will protect Aria at all costs with the honor of being a Guardian Knight. Also, Ian…”
“Aren’t you planning on doing something to Ian?”
Dave had no answer.
I just lower my head with a stern face.
Actually, Aria liked his muttering.
‘… Will I be able to see Ian tomorrow?’
For a moment, a smile appeared on Aria’s depressed face.
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“Professor Asilia, how did you manage it so well? It’s hard to believe that you really have a child.”
“……”
“When I first saw her, I thought she was Sharon’s older sister. If you’re a professor, you’re the most beautiful woman in Liechten… Professor? Professor Asilia, are you listening?”
Professors’ drinking party.
Asilia, who was looking down at her drink, raised her head in a daze at the call of her fellow professors.
She had already had three or four drinks, but there was no change in her pale face.
If you look at her closely, you can see a very faint blush on her cheeks – but that is a change that can only be felt by those who have observed her closely.
“How can you drink alcohol so elegantly?”
“You’re not even drunk.”
People didn’t notice, but she was drunk. She could do it if she wanted to not get drunk, but she thought that if she got drunk, she would be able to forget.
Only one thought.
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But I couldn’t forget it. She kept coming back to me.
A wish that should never come true.
Thump, thump, thump.
Even the fact that it should not come true made Asilia’s heart beat.
I could hear muttering around me, but Asilia seemed to like it.
— Srurr
Asilia quietly stood up from her seat.
“Let’s go in first.”
She bowed her head and left.
From afar, “You’re leaving because the professor says something strange-“, “What a moral and upright professor you are. I respect you.” A sound like that was heard.
Asilia, who was walking quietly, muttered quietly.
“I’m not that kind of person…”
They probably don’t know how bad she thinks she is right now.
It’s been a while since I had such a bad thought.
“No. Maybe it’s the first time…”
That fact makes Asilia’s heart beat.
Aided by her intoxication, Asilia picked up her pace.
It was not in the direction of her accommodation.