Damn Academy chapter 114

114 – Circulatory System (16)

It took me two hours to get out of the valley.

As we reached the end of the damp and stuffy passageway, the evening sunset greeted us.

A look of exhaustion was evident on the faces of the party.

That’s also true, except for breakfast, we ate very little. In the morning, I had to completely block out the smell of food because of the lizard’s pursuit, and after that, I couldn’t eat because of the fight and movement.

Today felt like a particularly long day.

Even I, who are accustomed to living on the bare floor, missed a warm and soft bed today.

We took a break under a large tree before heading out to find a campsite. I’m with Luna. And the rest were having a meeting at a little distance. You will have a lot to think about as you part from us at the end of camp tonight.

I was resting with my back against a tree when, strangely, I kept eye contact with Tricia.

I had no intentions at all. It felt like I was deliberately standing where my eyes could reach and giving a signal.

I understand that there is something the two of us want to say, but it was a bit explicit, so the group might notice.

I turned away to avoid suspicion.

And Sosogot talked to Luna sitting next to him.

“Luna, how are you feeling?”

“Okay. It has improved a lot.”

I wish I could be honest. It must be my problem for not instilling in my teammates the belief that expectations are good. First of all, I need to build more trust over time.

“Is there any food you can’t eat?”

At the sudden question, Luna widened her eyes and blinked a few times.

“Anything… Eat well.”

I don’t know what kind of food she must have because she grew up with dignity. I have to invite them to dinner later, and most of all, I have to eat the internal meat of a giant reptile, so I’m really worried.

Luna avoided my gaze as she slipped away.

“But carrots… I can’t eat well.”

I have to remember the carrots.

Cecile led the group and approached us.

“Candy, it looks good to camp here. Shall we just rest here?”

Looking at the expressions, it seemed that it would be difficult to move further.

“Yes. Come on, let’s prepare dinner.”

“I heard that Babania fruit grows wild in this area, so we are going to pick some of them.”

I stood up and said.

“Just tell us the location and we will help.”

Luna also stood up and stood next to me.

Trisha waited for an opportunity and then suddenly interrupted.

“Sister! Why don’t we split up and find a pair of two?”

“I originally intended to do that, but… It’s dangerous when wild animals come out….”

“Since there are three people who can fight, it would be perfect to divide them into thirds!”

I also helped Trisha in moderation.

“That would be nice.”

“Is that so? Then….”

Then Cecile, without much hesitation, pulled my arms and crossed them, saying,

“Then I’ll go with the candy. The group leaders have something to talk about.”

“….”

“….”

By the way, wasn’t the group leader Bertang?

Deprived of timing, Trisha opened her mouth in embarrassment, but she couldn’t bear to say anything else. On the surface, Tricia and I had no contact, so she had no reason to go together.

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Bertan stepped forward with a look of courage and looked at Luna and said.

“Then I….”

I didn’t feel well, so I cut him off first and went in.

“Luna goes with Trisha.”

***

We started working in a place where fruit trees were clustered like an orchard.

Bavanian fruit is a fruit with a red skin like an apple and a flesh like milk cream inside.

When I picked the top of the fruit with my wooden sword, Cecile came over and placed it in a makeshift bag made from a cloak.

“The more I look at that wooden sword, the more amazing it is. How is the tree so sharp?”

“Well, it’s usable for a wooden sword.”

“Can I touch you too?”

After thinking for a while, I handed the wooden sword to Cecil. She was as delighted as looking at a diamond ring.

It’s amazing. Do somatologists like to see research subjects?

Maybe that’s why he’s interested in me.

She put down her bundle for a moment and looked around at her wooden sword.

“It’s heavier than I thought, and there’s nothing special about it other than that. Are you more ordinary than you think?”

Cecil grabbed her sword with both her hands and swung it lightly as if imitating her swordsman.

“You can’t hold it for a long time.”

“Why? What reason… !”

Cecile stopped talking and felt the power of her sword with her body, so she dropped her sword in surprise. Then she said with a terrified face.

“What? He just absorbed my mana.”

“That’s dangerous. “

I picked up the wooden sword again and cut off the top of the fruit. She stood still and said without blinking her big eyes.

“Do you have an artifact that prevents you from absorbing mana?”

“No, take my magic too.”

“What is that… Are you enduring all of this? Candy, are you a wizard?”

“No.”

She said with a disconcerted face.

“… What happened is that none of what you have is worth knowing about. It sucks mana like it’s starving, but how can you endure this? Aren’t there wizards too? What is your real identity?”

“A proud student of Eternia.”

“Wait, is your mask made of the same wood as your sword?”

I’m not sure about that either. Since the mask doesn’t absorb mana, I wonder if it’s a different material.

I said while picking the fruit.

“I don’t know because they were obtained from different places.”

“It seems to be very strong, just like a wooden sword. If you look at it, it fights really rough, but there’s not a single scratch on the mask.”

“….”

It is a keen observation. Elizabeth’s mask is as hard as my wooden sword. Even in so many battles, it’s all thanks to masks that I didn’t get a single small scratch on my face.

I don’t know if it was Elizabeth’s intention, but it was perfect to use as a defense tool.

Cecile pondered, then suddenly asked an absurd question.

“Candy, are you an elf?”

“… What?”

“No… Like the elves, they wear wooden masks and weapons. Identity must be concealed. I wonder if the unidentified potions prevent the ears from returning to their original state. Just like an elf.”

“I’m not an elf.”

Cecil stood next to me and said with a mischievous smile.

“It’s okay to be honest, sweetie. We, the Fontar family, have elven blood mixed in. Even if you are an elf, my father will welcome you.”

Wait. Cecil is of mixed elf blood?

Is that possible? I didn’t even know that humans and elves could mix blood.

“Why do you look like that? Do I suddenly look different because I have elven blood?”

“….”

Is it because of my mood? Now that I look at it, it seems that Cecil’s face shows the lines of an elf like Elizabeth. It must have something to do with being good at magic and avoiding elves.

Shall we entrust the appraisal of the crystal obtained from the wingless dragon to Cecil?

“By the way, what are the group leaders talking about?”

“That? It was just made up.”

***

After the meal, everyone went to sleep early.

In the darkness, only the sound of a bonfire burning and regular breathing filled the silence.

And only Trisha could not fall asleep and stayed up all night with open eyes.

A lot of thoughts were tangled in her head.

Trisha got her body up and looked at Damian, who was lying alone at a distance.

After confirming that her companions were fast asleep, she slowly got up and approached Damian.

She and she pressed her body against him and laid her body on her side.

Then she held her breath in case anyone heard, she said.

“… Wake up.”

When she called several times and got no response, she poked her side with her fingers.

“You idiot… Wake up and talk to me….”

Still no response.

“Whew.”

I felt stuffy inside, but I couldn’t force myself to wake up any more than this. Damian had the hardest day of all of them.

I took Damian’s arm and put his head on his pillow. I stared at him sleeping with such a pouty face.

I wanted to complain to him like a chimney, but I couldn’t bear it.

It was because of the truth I recalled over and over again after seeing the scars on his body.

He was a man who fought to the death at every moment. He also did not engage in circulatory practice with half-hearted attitude. Can he argue with such a person why he didn’t include him?

***

Damian woke up early in the morning to inspect the camp. He checked the surroundings for human or wild animal footprints and added more firewood to the dying bonfire.

Meanwhile, he discovered an anomaly.

Everyone was sleeping soundly in the same spot they had laid down before, but only Trisha was gone.

There were footprints in the place where she lay. Fortunately, there were no strangers.

Damian pulled out his wooden sword and slowly traced his footprints in preparation for an unexpected situation.

After moving about 300 steps, a small stream came out.

And there, I saw Trisha’s back.

She was squatting by the creek, throwing pebbles helplessly like someone with a story.

“What are you doing here?”

She turned her head to check on Damian, then looked straight ahead again with a downcast face.

“Don’t worry. I’m alone.”

“… I stepped on the moss and sprained her ankle.”

“I should have called someone.”

“I don’t know. I was just annoyed.”

Damian went to her side and checked her ankles. It was red and swollen.

“There is a potion in the camp, so let’s go. Get up.”

“….”

As Damian held out his back, Trisha pretended to hesitate for a moment before jumping onto her back.

Tricia said as she was on her way back.

“Why is it so hard to talk about it separately? You must be very happy because candy is so popular.”

“….”

“Why don’t you wake up when I wake you up like that? It was so frustrating that I almost bit it.”

“I couldn’t listen because I was tired. What were you going to talk about?”

Other than this brief moment, she would not be given a chance to share her thoughts.

“… Your sword.”

“Yes.”

“Identity… what?”

“I don’t know.”

She squeezed her neck with her arm.

“Why do I have so many secrets? I’m really really really really sad.”

“I’m sorry, but even Master doesn’t know. I don’t know. No one knows No one wants to know as much as I do.”

“Then, black magic love… I fought with that sword… ?”

“Yes.”

Trisha was silent for a moment. After thinking about it for a while, she opened her mouth again.

“Damian, I have a favor.”

“What is it?”

“Come with me to my house during vacation.”

Damian was puzzled by the sudden resolute and calm demeanor.

“…Where is your house?”

“The most boring place in the world.”

“As long as the food is well served.”

“I promise.”

“Yes. I promise.”

I suddenly wondered what kind of people Trisha’s parents were.

Confirming her answer, Trisha pulled Damian’s clothes, revealing her white shoulder blades.

“…?”

Then he bit her on the shoulder.

Damian flinched at the sudden eccentricity.

“What are you doing now?”

She answered with her mouth biting.

“Grrr.”

Damian sighed heavily and spoke in a half-given tone.

“Do what you are doing.”

Not stopping there, she sucked on her bitten area, making a chopping sound like a suckling baby.

Damian shut her eyes tightly at her shocking behavior and internally reprimanded himself for choosing to carry Tricia.

When she finished, she wiped the saliva off her sleeve and covered it with her clothes.

“That’s it!”

“You…what did you do?”

“Azelis Special Curse Mark Carving.”

“….”

“I need this to treat my house as an honored guest.”