137 – 137. Senia and Seonhee Jang (6)
On the other hand, the truth about the Lemtert Plague spreading throughout the principality was truly devastating.
As soon as it became known that the blue spots, which had been neglected, were traces of magical power being eaten by an entity called Devourer, the principality turned upside down in an instant.
The situation that the professors, including Meuniher, were concerned about came true.
However, the results of Professor Dahlia’s research, “Don’t despair yet,” Were greatly emphasized and added.
It was well known that it was time to give up while adding that time could be increased through neutralizers so that the devourers would not gnaw away one’s mana.
Nevertheless, humans are unavoidably weak beings.
They are never optimistic about the fact that they are living a life that is limited in time, that death will come suddenly.
Chiik-
Dahlia, who drew the curtains and looked out the window, let out a deep sigh.
“I couldn’t help it because there were so many extreme intentions to subdue the sirens…”
I made this announcement to prevent them from standing up with weapons saying that they had to subdue the sirens right away, and as intended, they calmed down their anger to some extent towards the target of sirens.
Even though it has earned a short time, the pandemic that will come in reverse is a part that cannot be subsided unless a new drug is announced.
These gigantic waves are now full of their fears and will create another source of trouble.
I’ll pass the blame on, saying that the reason I’m in this situation is because of this or that.
For now, the direction has only temporarily diverged to something other than the Siren.
“In the end, you need a place to vent your anger.”
Who is the target of venting anger? It starts with the person who committed a minor mistake and eventually heads to the person who found out about this fact and those who kept silent.
Thembris did not get pushed back easily even in the face of such a backlash.
So, the end of this transfer of responsibility will be retaliation against the person who took the most ideal action and the siren, who is considered the first cause.
“Junon… Where the hell are you?”
Looking at the empty Blassure Ark this time, Dahlia called out the name of the student she was most worried about.
***
It is also true that although he had a good rest, his body was in tatters.
It was actually unreasonable to move further with the body that stood against Shanberesh.
But what can I do? Now it’s not just one person’s life, but I’m holding all the problems in general.
Determining that he would be willing to sacrifice his body for a moment, Junon entered the academy.
“Hmm? Didn’t you hear rustling here earlier?”
“What are you talking about.
“Oh, I must have heard it wrong then…”
“Yes, yes. It can be done. I came out after rotting in the Octagon for a while, tsk tsk.”
“Hey, man! It has nothing to do with that!”
A few students whose security is lax.
Since we had to put all our efforts into the subjugation this time, only one student is able to defend this shabby place. Thanks to that, I was able to sneak through the fence and enter without even bumping into her face.
It got quite noisy, but Junon went into a corner because he didn’t get suspicious anymore.
Students are buzzing everywhere, so I can’t go there.
This buzz was the anger of those who were filled with a sense of contempt and betrayal.
“…”
—It’s all because of Junon’s bastard! Does it make sense not to use magic when time is money!
─If we had arrived at the main unit earlier, would this have happened?!
Other students who heard the story agree that it seems like that.
Is that how things go? Junon resignedly turned his steps toward the wall again.
There is no such thing as a place to stay right now, except for Levant Academy, but if you stay here right away, things will get worse.
It was expected anyway. You’ve also been through worse than this, so there’s no need to react emotionally.
I walked so vaguely to the west side of the academy that students wouldn’t walk around now.
There are also few shops in the city that seem to have been hit.
“Yikes, hey student!”
“…Me?”
“Yes! Ugh, tsk tsk.”
While I was looking around, the shop owner jumped out and clicked his tongue in fright.
“Here, why are you walking when you’re oozing so much? You seem like a student, shouldn’t you get treatment at the academy right away?”
I finally checked the place because it was said that it was oozing. Of course, noticing that doesn’t make much of a difference.
Since the current situation requires some kind of evidence to resolve the false accusation of the Sirens, there is no time to pay attention to each and every one of these wounds.
“It’s okay. Leave me alone.”
“What? Huh, I am.”
Seeing Junon like that, the shop owner was shocked once again. Then, for some reason, he grabbed Junon’s arm while scratching his thick beard.
“Uh, uh uh? Hey, mister?”
“Uh huh. It’s not like that. It looks like there’s something wrong, but come in and get treatment first. What a young guy’s body is so bad… Uh huh. I feel sorry for everyone who sees it.”
“That…! I’m really fine…”
“It’s okay, sit down now. Hey?”
It may seem reckless, but it is not necessarily so. Because,
“A student who was injured while fighting in the principality this time. How can we, as citizens without power, just pass by?”
It is not strange that the residents of this shopping district and the city of Les Brands show such goodwill because they are indebted to the students of the academy.
Therefore, it is more than enough for a student passing by to provide a place to rest for a while.
He started searching for something in the warehouse, saying “Let’s see… Where’s that…?”
A few minutes later, scratching his thick beard again, the middle-aged man brought a pair of clear square lenses.
By the way, it looks like he’s checking his wounds here and there.
“Excuse me… May I ask what you are doing?”
“Oh, this? It’s a magic tool that came out as a prototype a while ago. It’s like stopping that person’s time and storing it inside it, or something like that.”
“Yeah…?”
I burst into laughter at the absurd sound. A magic tool that stops people’s time and keeps it inside.
I know there’s no such thing as malice, but it was a sound that would be greatly misunderstood if someone misunderstood it.
“Ah, don’t get me wrong. Stopping time doesn’t mean that the lifespan of the person filmed will be drastically reduced or something like an urban legend. According to the producer’s opinion, at least it’s about 1-2 seconds?”
“…Where did you write that?”
“Whoops. It’s useful. Look at it. Isn’t it quite vivid because it contains time as it is?”
Until this point, Junon hadn’t shown any inspiration either.
“If you take a picture of this and go to the doctor, you can show the wound as it is. If you show a vivid wound like this, the doctors don’t have to bring the patient.”
“…!”
But this one word is quite, no. Perhaps it was not an exaggeration to say that he had obtained something he needed the most.
“Anyway, I’m going to the drug store, so please wait a little bit, student. Okay?”
The owner leaves, leaving the guest alone, leaving Junon alone to ponder this clue.
“Yeah… If it’s this… You don’t have to bring it yourself, right?”
Closing time.
If you hear it like this, it’s nonsense that you can just laugh at it.
But is it really something to laugh at? Being able to keep the scars on your body so vividly is such a serious matter.
In terms of function, it has a function quite similar to that of the modern day.
This is an object that creates solid evidence of that time period, no different from taking a photograph.
“Here it is. One of the Levant Academy students here… Huh? Hey, he’s hurt, so he told me to sit down…”
“Mister. Where did you get that?”
“Eh? This guy jumped up and said something.”
How can you just wait?
Remteert The strongest hand that can simultaneously satisfy the two purposes of plague and false accusation is right in front of you.
***
When they returned to Levant, they were ecstatic, saying that we could do it and that we had accomplished something like this.
But what greeted them was the truth about the Lemtert Plague.
Having heard that they were slowly dying, the still immature students had no choice but to tremble.
“My body… There is a parasite in my blood…?”
“The moment all the mana is consumed, the Devourers pierce a hole and kill the host…”
“Where did it go wrong…?”
Division occurs when things are most unstable.
Prying through the gaps, secretly.
“Where did it go wrong? We couldn’t show our full potential from the start. Why… You guys know the truth, don’t you?”
“I couldn’t use my full strength… That means…”
“It’s all because of Junon! Does it make sense not to use magic when time is money!”
“If we had arrived at the main unit earlier, would this have happened?!”
“”…””
Everyone is silent. If you think about it, it was.
Junon gave the reason that he had to conserve his power right away, and they followed Junon because they thought it would be a convincing reason.
Among those who are confused, he continues to argue.
Once again, he squeezed through the cracks, and even more secretly.
“I saw him yesterday. He didn’t have any spots at all! I saw him walking around with his body intact!”
“What, then he told us to live for himself…”
“Somehow, while dealing with the rats, it seemed like he was throwing a strange bottle…! Was it like that!”
“That son of a b*tch…!”
A lie is a bonus. One incitement changed the direction of criticism in the blink of an eye.
The warm comradeship that should have bloomed like steam in the middle of winter while dealing with the beast together disappears in vain.
Nevertheless, there are those who refute this.
“Don’t be ridiculous. That Junon guy, he doesn’t abandon his teammates!!”
“Doesn’t everyone remember when the Osopteras broke in?! Professor Dahlia arrived just in time because he went all the way and blocked the building entrance!”
“Besides that guy. He ran away while defeating the Devourers individually. Do you believe that?”
It was John and Noel.
Without Junon’s help, the two people who would have died long ago stood squarely against this sophistry.
Some who have gone through the war with Osoptera agree, and few others. After the demonic manifestation, some of the students who stood up against Cayden also stood up for Junon.
However, this also lacked evidence.
“Then John, Noel. Do you know what the bottle Junon suddenly threw was?”
“That’s…”
“What if he did some trick to get himself to live alone?”
“Such tricks, Junon has used them often since the old days! That kid is surprisingly smart, so he’s the kind of guy who can easily fool others. He knows that even nobles have been tricked like that!”
“They must have concocted some dark scheme somewhere. And if it’s just to suppress our strength and keep our bodies alive… It’s pretty much the same, right?”
I think I’m close to Junon, but in reality I’m not.
At the time, he didn’t even know what kind of strategy he executed by throwing a vial with what effect.
He just blindly thought that he had to follow.
“But… But he’s not going to sacrifice you for his own life! You’ll have to meet him to know!”
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“I’m sure it’s the opposite! Why didn’t you tell us even though you knew everything? He tricked us into saying that he would live for himself!!”
The argument is meaningless, and they have already made a firm decision.
The side defending Junon is considerably inferior in numbers. Even if you say let’s predict the evidence or the overall situation, their voices do not reach.
“Hey, Noel… How do you deal with that?”
“Don’t ask me. I’m not Junon.”
“…Should I pick up a weapon first?”
“That’s how it should be…? Those guys, if you can’t communicate, they’ll beat you down with force.”
It’s just an idea to press down on the opponent to prove that they are not wrong, just expressing their anger.
Even if that doesn’t help anything.
“Get rid of those bastards who defend traitors!!!”
The moment when you want to resist with this judge.
Tak!
Someone appears and lightly strikes the wrist of the person who draws the weapon first, causing the weapon to drop.
He dropped his weapon to the ground and turned his head.
“Oops, Mr…. Another madman…”
“Oh ho? You’re crazy. It’s been a while since I’ve heard swear words. Where else should you try?”
“Oh, no. That’s…”
“Do you want to try more? Why, after talking about it a while ago, suddenly you can’t do it?”
His snoring Professor Meuni Herr stood there.
Soon his face cooled, and he once again gave off the sense of intimidation he had always felt.
“He didn’t even think of working together to overcome the Lemtert Plague, but instead held out his sword while slandering his comrades. Even a passing dog would shake his head at that foolishness.”
It wasn’t long before Professor Meuniher appeared, and the crowd of students who had been flocking to them were able to disperse quickly.
As the students return to their places, someone who has been watching from nearby approaches the remaining Professor Meuniher.
“…Thank you, Professor.”
“Thank you. Didn’t you prevent the situation from happening thanks to you, Senia?”
It’s hard to see, but Meuniher did.
Senia’s hands were shaking.
I was also convinced when I saw the tiny gap in the scabbard sheath that had been trying to get out of her waist.
“I’ll allow it up to a certain point.”
“…Yes?”
“Don’t overdo it. If even you get blood on that knife, a lot of people will be in trouble. Including him.”