Became an Academy Self-Inflicted Blackmailer chapter 160

160 – The Devil on the Beach (3)

[…] ….]

5 Seconds.

A time that can never be said to be long.

The devil literally waited for only ‘5 seconds’.

That wasn’t even something that could be called consideration.

It wasn’t like I was given a mission to kill a saint separately, and since we just happened to encounter one, there’s no need to fight with deadly resolve, right?

That’s why I just wanted to confirm the existence of the goddess’ daughter.

How strong is it, how great is its divine power, that it is evaluated as a being that can rival the Three Kings?

The devil, Jin, has been doubting its strength for some time.

Among the countless demons residing in the Nine Heavens, only dukes of the same rank can compete with him.

But they did not try to collide with each other.

If not, you really need to go to the Three Kings level, but even though Jin liked fighting, he wasn’t an idiot who wanted to die.

‘So I was curious that she was a saint from the continent.’

There was some reason why we did not necessarily reject this order from above but instead readily accepted it.

Even if she wasn’t necessarily a saint, would she have wanted to compete with the continent’s strong men?

For example, a being like the Sword Saint.

He was a famous figure in Gucheon.

One day, when the three kings, the demon of Yurin, returned and mentioned the old man several times -.

The continent probably cannot imagine how tumultuous Gucheon must have been.

But I knew that encountering them could be difficult.

Geomseong is a human who lives in the eastern part of the continent.

And since Jin’s current mission was assigned to the southern part of the country, he probably wouldn’t have a chance to experience the amazing Sword Saint’s sword unless heaven’s fortune came along.

In that sense, the appearance of the saint was quite an encouraging situation.

For Jin, it was definitely like that.

It is nothing short of a symbol of divine power.

I wanted to bump into it once, check its abilities, and get a glimpse of the possibility of being a widely known demigod.

[Sigh.]

So, there was no other reason why Jin let out a sigh full of disappointment at this moment.

It was just simple.

Needless to say, the brief encounter with the saint fell below Jin’s expectations.

That too for a long time.

[…] … No, it’s pretty scary, though.]

Gently touching the back of her neck, Jin took a step forward.

The five seconds that were supposed to wait have already passed a long time ago.

Now I have even thought about that.

Has she perhaps given up on resisting?

It wasn’t an overwhelming difference, but he would have been able to tell that he had no chance of winning if he continued fighting like this.

Jin was truly discouraged.

He does not hate the weak. To be precise, he does not necessarily hate weaklings who have reached a certain level.

The girl in front of me definitely met that standard.

[Not fun… ….]

If she gives up fighting even though she still has strength left, even the slightest reason for Jin to respect her will disappear.

Jin had no intention of continuing her waiting time any longer.

Condenses the squishy, pitch-black instrument (惡氣).

A thorn protruded through his palm.

Jin stabbed the thorn without hesitation.

Phew!

Beatrice’s shoulder is pierced helplessly.

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“… ….”

It was not a deep wound. There wasn’t a lot of blood.

Still, it won’t be without pain… ….

[Huh, what is it really?]

Beatrice stood there without moving even once.

I can’t even open my closed eyes.

Jin’s expression was distorted as he stabbed the thorn of the instrument into her shoulder.

Jin was lost in her thoughts for just a moment.

First of all, she does not kill right away.

Saints are worth using.

If we can take him to the Nine Heavens with the help from above, that will also be an achievement.

‘Even if it’s not necessarily that, I want to taste the body once.’

It was around that time that Jin’s eyes began to move strangely.

Her rising emotion was obvious lust.

Jin’s gaze looks up and down at Beatrice’s body, frozen in place like a stone statue.

The charm of a girl who is still growing was right there.

‘I really want it.’

Just because he was a devil didn’t mean he just regarded humans as trivial.

Should we say it is a difference depending on the individual?

At least in the case of Demon Duke Jin, she liked human girls.

Do you feel like there is a virginal neatness that succubi do not have?

Glap-

Jin applied her saliva to her lips and pulled out her thorn.

Pull it out and lift it again.

If he struggles, it will be just as annoying, so suppress him for now.

Complete incapacitation, inflicting pain so that one cannot even think of raising divine power.

It was Jin’s pre-determined decision.

Puhuaaak!

[…] … !]

In any case, since we were concerned about disposal, it cannot necessarily be said that it was a wrong decision.

If there was just one problem -.

I guess it’s just that he took too much time.

“…… Phew.”

A calm breath flows out.

It wasn’t Jin’s.

Jin frowned as he stopped the bleeding on his cut wrist.

Beatrice lifted her fingertips with a short sigh.

I opened my eyes. Woke up

And then, he mutters.

“It hurts, your shoulder.”

That was the end of the complaint.

Suddenly, divine power soared.

Kwagwagwagwagwa!!

[What…… ?!]

Like a gushing geyser, the divine power that was endlessly encroaching on all directions was whiter and stronger than before.

The original gold color has faded in reverse.

[What!]

Jin couldn’t hold back his sincere astonishment this time.

The two shaking red eyes were looking over Beatrice’s shoulder.

Golden wings symbolizing the power of a saint.

The color of the golden coin changes.

It is platinum colored. It was white. Or, is it achromatic?

Every time I blinked, the colors changed completely.

But.

[Pfft!]

In fact, color was not important.

Attention is drawn to her history.

Powerful. It was a noble and supremely sacred aura.

At that point, Jin was truly embarrassed.

‘What.’

To make the devil recite such sentiments…… ?

Cold sweat ran down Jin’s jawline.

‘…… Is that really divine power?’

What comes to mind is a question.

It was a meaningless doubt.

Is it truly divine power? Or is it the ‘divine power’ itself, disguised as divine power, that came down to earth to annihilate the devil?

It was literally useless to worry about that.

Anyway, the target of that divine power’s hostility was clear.

At this moment, the composure from a moment ago disappeared.

Jin’s eyes flashed like an explosion, and the gathered evil energy was stronger and harsher than before.

In any case, she couldn’t break through her own magic with her saintly power.

In that case, while her spots are holding on, let’s rip off her saintly limbs first!

Jin was able to make a quick decision and that was exactly the decision.

Kwasik!!

[…] ….]

It was Jin’s right arm that was torn off.

Dark-colored forearms flying through the air.

There was no need to look closely.

Not of humans, but of the devil.

And the only devil present here was none other than the devil Duke Jin.

His expression began to take on an indescribably stupid look.

[Uh…… ?]

“Why are you so surprised?”

Of course, Beatrice had no intention of giving Jin time to recover from his embarrassment.

What can you do to take your time against the evil duke?

And then, like Jin did a little while ago, will there ever be a situation where the reverse happens?

Beatrice just planned to go all out.

Platinum-colored wings that control divine power.

Two eyes burning with white light.

And now I finally feel it.

Excited, excited.

A new power has taken root within the heart.

Beatrice smiled without realizing it.

It was a bit unfair to call it a happy laugh.

In other words, should it be called a heartless laugh that makes you say ‘puh’?

‘Really, goddess. ‘This is a fundamental thing that is too obvious.’

The words spoken inwardly are directed to the goddess.

But it won’t reach this time.

Because this was not a world of imagination.

So, this is just self-talk.

Pure and pure energy nestled within the heart.

The name of it must be divine power.

But, it was different.

‘Sacred power is divine power, but what can I say?’

Beatrice saw through the essence of her new power, which she realized instinctively.

That’s why we can see that there were so many differences from before.

If it is the ability to prove it through pure love rather than faith, the reaction will probably not be much different.

The master of the new ability that Beatrice suddenly intuited.

A priest who loses his faith eventually loses his divine power.

So, what happens to Beatrice who loses her love?

“hahahaha.”

Beatrice covered her mouth and laughed a little loudly.

How did sacred power become such a personal thing?

Since she was the one who asked me to replace her faith with my love in the first place, she had no intention of complaining now…….

“…… As expected, it became a bit of an embarrassing force, this.”

In any case, the burning shame was not something that could be erased at will.

A red face, but the corners of the mouth keep trying to twitch.

Beatrice put her five fingers together in the center again, with a very ambiguous expression, not sure if she was embarrassed or satisfied.

“Sanctuary development.”

This time, the technique was completed without any imperfections.

Paaat!

Literally, holy light colored the space.

Light that is too bright burns the devil.

[…] … ! What is this?!]

This is a phenomenon that Jin cannot help but distrust.

How can the devil be burned with just ‘light’?

It makes no sense. This kind of damage is inflicted on the Demon Duke of the Nine Heavens, who is not an insignificant low-level demon or a mindless monster?

Jin gritted his teeth and waved his arms.

‘It’s dangerous!’

The intention was to urgently spread the veil of darkness.

In his judgment, this light was dangerous.

Even if it’s not a big deal, what if such small, small damage continues to accumulate? If this battle lasts that long.

Can the body really endure?

[Damn it…… !]

I could not ignore the ‘impossibility’ conclusion that was drawn.

Jin moved right away, putting his swear words in his mouth.

Perhaps it is the effect of the holy light that fills the space? Uncharacteristic of a devil, he breathes heavily and wraps his entire body around the instrument to block damage.

And I tried to borrow the power of the blue spot once again, but-.

“About that spot.”

Beatrice approached even more quickly.

A bold approach followed by a short leap.

Beatrice’s hand had already reached the tip of his chin.

Her small muttering continued.

“Ignore damage, and accumulate it, right?”

[…] ….]

“I don’t know what to do with the accumulated damage or not, but… ….”

Jin’s complexion couldn’t get any worse.

She was seen through.

The secret to being able to block five spears of Holy Light at once and still avoid any damage.

In other words, the function of the blue spot.

What seemed like a perfect defensive technique at first glance had one obvious and weak weakness.

‘Danger-.’

Jin suddenly realized something.

She also saw through him.

At that moment, the dark sculpture drawn by Beatrice caught his eyes.

And a word whispered.

“In the end, isn’t it just a matter of launching a single attack that can’t be dealt with ‘at once’?”

Immediately she snapped her fingers.

Wow!

A clear sound, and accordingly, a window of holy light is created once again.

There were so many things that were different from before.

First of all, the implementation of the Spear of Holy Light did not require much power.

One more thing.

“Thirty sacks.”

The number of windows floating in the air was truly world-class compared to before.

Jin’s face turned swarthy.

“Can you hold on?”

There was a question that was asked like this.

There is only one answer allowed to Jin.

[Ha, hahahaha… ….]

Situation reversed in an instant, opposite structure.

The one attacking was a saint.

You are the one being attacked.

After Jin let out a brief, refreshing laugh, she let out a sigh, half in resignation.

[If that were the case, I would have been the Three Kings.]

It was a great answer.

Kwasik!

The devil Duke’s body suffered large and small wounds from dozens of spear blades.

[…] … Wow.]

There was no need to say or measure it, it was clearly a fatal wound.

*****

“… ….”

The Demon Duke is dead. He died and disappeared.

It probably disappeared as the main body.

The engagement was shorter than expected. Probably because the gamble was successful.

Beatrice achieved satisfactory results.

Afterwards, he identified himself to the nobles, knights, and wizards of the southern territory who arrived at the beach, explained the situation and details, and notarized the disappearance of the demon…….

After being thanked by the lord again and nodding roughly, he declined the invitation to the mansion and returned to his lodgings, where he suddenly laid down on the bed. This is the current situation.

“It was hard.”

A self-talk that can be spoken freely because there is no one listening. The first words were simply a compliment and praise for his own hard work.

If you look at the details, I wouldn’t say it was a huge hardship, but I guess I defeated the devil Duke single-handedly.

It is a situation where we have barely overcome physical exhaustion, mental exhaustion, and the risk of death, which cannot be said to have existed at all.

In addition, didn’t the devil duke mutter something meaningful at the last moment?

-My lord, ‘struggle’. Please forgive this disloyal servant.

Beatrice had to think about the being mentioned in those very words, and be immersed in complex emotions for just a moment.

Strife.

I don’t know that name.

“Three Kings… ….”

The devil of reverse heaven and the devil of devastation. The Three Kings, who succeed those two Demon Lords, are still third in rank, and as far as is known, they are lower than the two.

It appears that the devil Duke who appeared this time was one of his descendants.

Beatrice had been involved to some extent with the devil of devastation and the devil of reverse heaven, but she never thought she would even hear the name of the devil of struggle.

Why does another monster suddenly pop out? Unpleasantly.

“Oh really, my head is so complicated.”

Beatrice thought as she ran her hands down her face.

So, did Dante know this?

Although there was talk about the Demon Duke, the existence of the Three Kings was not mentioned even once.

Did they not do it on purpose, or did they really not know?

“…… “Umm.”

After a short period of deliberation, Beatrice decided to put a little more effort into the latter.

If you don’t know what you don’t know, you have to tell it yourself.

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“So, well, let’s just think about that for now.”

At that moment, Beatrice slapped me on both cheeks.

It was to feel that his head became clearer due to the light shock.

Anyway, the demon duke was defeated. Finding the demon’s summoner, or demon, is now the lord’s job, so you don’t have to worry about it.

After all, the summoner who lost the demon is helpless.

“… ….”

Instead of thinking about such complicated and troublesome concerns, Beatrice just quenched his appetite and unleashed her divine power.

The divine energy, which has now begun to take on a platinum color, moves around and creates the shape of a small lily.

Beatrice nodded briefly at the sight of the completed flower of divine power.

It was a result of decent completion, and I was quite satisfied with it.

Of course, it is natural, but making flowers like that was not something done without any meaning.

“…… “At this point, I think even His Holiness the Pope would be worthy of defeating him, right?”

So to speak, it was a reaffirmation of divine power.

Quality and quantity, proficiency, application ability.

The way to roughly complete such general confirmation was the ‘making flowers’ just before.

And in Beatrice’s judgment, no matter how much she thought about it, it was three to four times better than what she had been the day before.

The color of the flower is bright and bright. The texture is neat, and it doesn’t fall apart immediately when you touch it.

In addition, if you put your mind to it, you can turn this flower into a spear of holy light at any time.

“Hmm, hmm. Hmm.”

Suddenly, Beatrice felt a grand and overwhelming emotion originating deep in her heart, and her entire body fell.

Perhaps it was some kind of sense of accomplishment.

Although expedient methods were used, it was not something that could really be called expedient.

Who could possibly use this method in the first place?

He made direct contact with the goddess and made a suggestion (under the guise of being forced to do so), and was recognized for other emotions that could replace faith.

There’s nothing a high-ranking priest can’t try, so if it seems like a cheap expedient, let him decide whether to follow it or not.

“… ….”

Anyway, this was a transaction that had as many disadvantages as advantages.

Beatrice momentarily erased the faint smile she had been wearing just moments before.

‘…… ‘How can we really talk about this now?’

What came to mind next was a feeling of slight frustration, concern, and conflict.

Although it was good that she gave herself over to her emotions and received permission from the goddess.

As a result, Beatrice can no longer grow her divine power using her original training method.

So, it became meaningless to deepen her faith.

If it was obvious, it was natural. Since she was the one who wanted to replace faith, she didn’t even know that things would turn out this way.

But still.

‘I’m in a bit of trouble, huh…… ?’

Beatrice Louise at the time may not have truly recognized the seriousness of the situation.

Of course, now it was love that replaced her faith.

Love and liking, romantic feelings, attachment, craving for affection. Whatever it is, it’s all emotions related to that.

In the end, it was necessary to develop love in order to rise to the level…….

‘Ah.’

Conversely, the need to receive the same love from the object of her love arose.

‘Ah… ….’

Is it because of the terrible sunshine in the South?

Beatrice’s face began to burn.

…… Even though it was a situation where she had to take a gamble and all, Beatrice was not confident in retorting that she had actually just thrown it.

Because it’s true.

‘Well, about 30% of the time it was like that…’ ….’

What happens when emotions consume reason?

Later, Lee Seong had to bear the full consequences of his emotional outburst.

It is a mistake made without thinking about what will happen next.

So, the aftermath is not far away.

To love.

Receiving love.

Beatrice will now have more power as her love for Dante grows, and on the other hand, if she loses that love, all of her power will be taken away.

And the training method was relatively clear.

If you kiss your lips, your sacred power will increase, and if you hug him, your control ability will increase.

When you hear Dante say ‘I like you’ directly, a huge change will occur.

And that means that the training method that goes further is also taught without filtering.

“… ….”

Beatrice suddenly closed her mouth.

Become self-employed. Jaeseungjabak. A trap of your own making.

This was like that, so to speak.

A foolish thing, a foolish thing.

In order not to lose your sacred power, you have to lock lips with the man you like from time to time. What on earth is this principle?

Even though she did it on her own, Beatrice could not help but feel 40% satisfaction and 60% regret.

‘…… If kissing increases divine power, then. That means… ….’

Lying down on the bed, Beatrice weakly crossed her legs that were draped at the ends. His carefully raised hand rests on his own stomach.

And then I think of it.

What?

‘If I do something more drastic…… ?’

In other words, truly girlish thoughts.

Gulp!

Beatrice swallowed dryly.

Yes, it is actually a reasonable guess.

Just kissing and hugging will probably be quite effective in training.

If that alone is enough, if you happen to do more than that…… ?

“…… Ugh, uhhh.”

She covered her face for the first time.

There was no one watching.

Even so, it was covered up.

She closed her eyes tightly.

Because it wasn’t covered because someone was watching.

‘You’re crazy, you’re crazy!’

It’s just that she couldn’t bear her embarrassment.

She did something unbearable.

At this moment, Beatrice was certain of one thing.

It wasn’t exactly the confidence she wanted, but still-.

Saint Beatrice Louise.

The girl Beatrice Louise.

By engaging in such a relationship with the boy I like, I might be able to reach the state of a semi-god…….

“…… Evil!”

Then, Beatrice screamed loudly.

I couldn’t hide my red face anymore.

She just screamed as loud as she could, really loudly.

“Never! “I can’t speak!!”