Damn Academy chapter 178

178 – Doubt (8)

Luna watched with wary eyes the woman who placed the beeper on the back of her hand.

The pale blue haired woman stands with her feet at the root of her mother’s neck and looks down emotionlessly at her Luna. She then spoke in a soft voice.

“… His name is Chirp. Cute.”

The woman was calling the spirit by a name she had never heard before. She couldn’t tell if she was talking to herself or to Luna.

“… Do you know Beep… It’s me?”

“We met while taking a walk.”

“….”

Where have you seen her before? A familiar yet cool feeling. The magical energy emanating from that woman was strong enough to be a bit of a burden to Luna.

Even after she checked Luna’s appearance, she was still sitting on the back of her hand, trembling. She was pouting. She wasn’t kidnapped. This spirit was as docile as if she were sitting on her master’s hand and following her commands.

The pale blue haired woman stretched out her hand towards her Luna as if trying to send it flying.

Then Piyak reacted and flew up to land on her Luna’s palm.

I don’t know what happened to the squirming girl, but she was so shaken that her body was shaking.

“Beep… ?”

Immediately, Damian’s voice was heard from behind Luna.

“Luna!”

He ran out of the forest and stood next to Luna. Then she checked her beep on Luna’s palm.

“Where did you find it? “Are you sure it’s okay?”

“… Tweet… this?”

Luna looked at Damian’s mask with confused eyes after seeing Damian call her by the same name as the pale blue woman.

Then, as if Damian had made a mistake, he corrected the name.

“No, beep. Why did you fall like this? What’s the matter?”

Payak was a name Luna gave herself, so it was entirely possible that Damian couldn’t remember it. How did that woman know what Damian called a tweet? Even Luna, with her sensitive senses, couldn’t hear it.

“… I don’t know.”

Damian stroked his messy hair with his fingers. However, Piyak still shivered as if he was suffering from the cold.

“Is there a way to make it better?”

“… My body is cold. “I’ll hold you for now.”

“Will it get better if I give it something like food?”

“Yes. It will happen. I know I’m good.”

“Because it’s a liquid spirit… Should I feed them baby food or something?”

“….”

Luna had a smile on her face thanks to his sudden remark without knowing anything.

Taking care of Damien and Piyak were like a couple devoted to raising children.

“But where was he?”

Luna said, turning her gaze towards her guardian’s neck.

“There’s a certain senior in Suho Tree over there….”

And then, the pale blue-haired woman disappeared without a trace.

Damian asked curiously.

“Who was there?”

Luna spoke blankly, fixating her gaze.

“… Huh.”

***

Piyak’s condition was not good, but there was nothing I could do. Because I had no knowledge or ability regarding spirits.

Luna took it upon herself to take care of her, so she was devastated. If I had tried to solve the problem on my own, she would have been wandering around all night.

Luna did not give an exact explanation as to whether Piyak was kidnapped or if she was deviant.

In response to my question, she just kept her mouth shut and was lost in her thoughts.

And so the commotion ended ambiguously.

I returned to the Thorn Garden Dormitory and finished the day by wiping the enchantment sword and wooden sword with a handkerchief.

Then, Trisha suddenly opened my door without knocking and stuck out her face.

“Damian… “What are you doing when you’re not sleeping?”

“I have some work to do.”

“Really? Aren’t you nervous? “I have a sparring evaluation tomorrow.”

“Me too.”

When I looked at Trisha’s face, I saw that she was full of worry and worry. What kind of person got caught that made me feel so anxious?

“I asked a lot of questions to seniors in the theater department. “If you and Senior Ruskus fight, who do you think will win?”

“So?”

“I said Senior Ruskus would win without leaving a single person out!”

“Why is that? Is there any problem?”

Honestly, others who didn’t know me well had no choice but to choose Ruscus. First of all, the grade was high and the gap in experience and ability would have been large.

“You’re not showing off your true skills. “I can’t even use those strange swords!”

I wonder if he was worried about me, not himself.

“That’s right.”

“It’s so frustrating! And what if you lose?”

“If you lose, you lose. “You might learn something there.”

Trisha’s face became glum as if it were her own problem.

“They didn’t teach us anything and just put a lot of restrictions on us. “I don’t want to see you get hit one-sidedly.”

“Eternia will let you know when the time comes. And I have no intention of being hit one-sidedly.”

Trisha trudged over to me and picked up her wooden sword that had been leaning on my bed.

“If only he were there, I could just scold him!”

Then, suddenly, her wooden sword changed into the form of her sapling and began to slowly entangle Trisha’s body.

“Now, wait a minute! Damien!!”

I stood up from checking the enchantment sword and immediately took the wooden sword.

When I caught it in my hand, it completely returned to the form of a wooden sword.

“Why is he so sensitive today!”

“I’m naturally sensitive. “Go and sleep.”

“Chi, nothing works!”

Trisha lay down on my bed as if it were her own room and wrapped her body in the blanket. She then shouted as if it were obvious.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m going to sleep, turn off the lights!”

“….”

I left Trisha alone, sat down at her desk, and took out her parchment. It was to ask Silverine’s advice regarding Piyak’s matter.

After writing a letter for a while, I left Trisha sleeping and went out of her dormitory. Then he took her letter and sent Stitch flying.

In fact, she didn’t notice at all until Trisha held up her wooden sword and asked her why she was so sensitive.

Even in my dreams, I never thought an unexpected accident would happen.

The next morning, the day of the sparring evaluation, I could not believe my eyes when I saw my swords stored in the entrance hall.

The wooden sword was wrapped around the enchantment sword in the shape of a sapling, and the blade of the enchantment sword was broken in two.

I rubbed my eyes wondering if I was dreaming.

Looking again, the enchantment sword was broken in two.

Exactly, the stem of my sapling sword crushed the enchantment sword as if it had been tightened by a tentacle.

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“What is this…?” .”

How is this possible?

I put my hand on the sapling with a bewildered mind, and it immediately changed into the shape of a wooden sword.

And the enchantment sword, broken in two, fell to the floor with a clanging sound.

What was the problem? Are you trying to covet and absorb the magic of the enchantment sword? No, if that were the case, something should have happened a long time ago when they were stored together. They acted cautiously, as if they were waiting for me to do something when I wasn’t looking.

“… ….”

I heard a loud noise and Trisha came out of my room, rubbing her eyes with her messy face.

“What’s going on…?” .”

Then, when she saw me holding her wooden sword, she asked me curiously.

“Why… Did you split the sword? “Isn’t that what you were planning to write today?”

“… “I didn’t do it.”

“… So who did it? Could it be that there was a thief?”

“No. “I don’t know why this happened.”

***

Tricia sat at her table with her chin on her back and waited while I prepared breakfast.

When she heard about what happened last night, she laughed and said it was funny.

“Aren’t you jealous?”

“Don’t say anything strange.”

“That could be possible! It could be that the wooden sword that lost its friend was so angry that it destroyed the guy who suddenly came in!”

Trisha spoke as if she had some sort of ego in the wooden sword.

“Friends should get along well because it makes sense to kill them. “If your friend is taken away, are you going to cut the person who took it away in two?”

Trisha said, looking away from me and turning her head to the other side of me.

“Well, is that a bit too much?”

“….”

Then she turned her head towards me again and continued speaking.

“Still, I think the wooden sword would be a little angry! “Damian doesn’t know how his friends feel!”

“Yes, it’s my fault. “I should have asked Myonggeom’s understanding in advance and brought in a new friend.”

“That’s right! “Just think how disappointed your original friend will be!”

“….”

I was in a difficult situation, but Trisha was actively defending the wooden sword.

Actually, I was confused about how to accept this. She also wondered if she was really jealous of the wooden sword, just like Trisha said. I’ll try attaching it to my demon sword later. I’d like to see how it turns out.

I bought a new one to use in sparring today, but I had no idea that it would break in just one day. This didn’t happen because there was a defect in the product, so I couldn’t get my money back from the owner.

No one else in the world would have expected that this wooden sword would cause an accident.

And what should we do in sparring today? My plan went awry.

I threw firewood into the empty brazier and put a pot on it. Then, I called Piyak, who had been nursed by Luna last night.

Soon after, Piyak appeared in the air.

“Beep!”

It looks to be in good condition. Judging from the vigorous flapping of its wings and loud cries, it seems that Luna’s care last night was effective.

He flew down onto the pot lid and puffed out his chest in triumph.

Why is she so confident? What happened last night?

Trisha said, smiling brightly as she looked at her spirit.

“You’re always cute when I see you!”

“Beep!”

The guy flapped his wings a few times. Then, not only did the firewood in the furnace catch fire, it exploded and spewed outward.

I was in front of the brazier, so startled that I dodged to the side.

“… ?”

Trisha said, her eyes sparkling.

“Wow! “Did Piyak do it?”

The guy who at best was just moving embers to the firewood suddenly came back stronger. I was weak until yesterday, so what happened?

“Beep!”

Every time it flapped its wings, the flames in the furnace soared. I think his strength is right, but what about this change….

***

As I was going outside for the first class in the morning and passing by the guardian tree, Stitch flew in front of me. There was a reply to the letter I sent to Sylverin yesterday.

I quickly checked the reply.

[There is nothing to worry about about your fluid spirit. Even if the spirit loses its power, it can be regained if the contractor is healthy. And although the spirit is still young, he is not weak. You can trust him because he was chosen by the teacher.]

I folded the letter, put it in my arms, and held out my hand. Then Piyak came down from the sky and sat on my finger.

He was still confident and puffed out his chest triumphantly.

Beep’s appearance remained the same, but the spirit’s unique abilities had grown significantly without anyone seeing it.

Is it because Luna took care of me?

Maybe Piyak can replace the dead enchantment sword.

***

A woman with her black hair tied back was flipping through pages of documents with students’ special notes written on them one by one.

Looking at her like that, Clyde, the 3rd year senior in her magic department, asked.

“Who’s on the schedule today, Neria?”

The woman shuffling through the files was Neria, the fourth-year member of the combat club and the class representative.

“There’s Luna, the head of the Magic Department, and Victor and Sion, first-year members of the Combat Department.”

“Aren’t you looking at Damien?”

“Damian? What is he?”

“Isn’t there a sparring evaluation today? Are you not going to attend?”

“Well.”

“I heard you played a big role in the principality this time, wouldn’t it be a good idea to take a look?”

“There is no proper explanation of what kind of performance he performed, and the most important grades are ambiguous. We need someone with certainty.”

Clyde took off her glasses and wiped the stains off her with his hands, which were now covered in scars from the experiment.

“Hayley highly recommended it. Take a look at Damien.”

Haley was selected for last year’s academy exchange match and performed well. And she was in a position where she could easily be selected this year if she wanted to. A normal fourth-year student would have easily been swayed by her influence, but not Neria.

She shook her head disapprovingly.

“Her arms are bent inward, and she wraps them around because she’s a junior in the art department. You can’t just take her word for it. You know that.”

Clyde continued, scratching his temple sheepishly.

“And… Flynn from the combat team also recommended me. He immediately pushed me to select Damian. I don’t know what connection the two have, but…”

“Ha, you have to be careful in this exchange match. If I could win even with a rough selection like before, I would have selected the face madam. But I heard that the kids from the Imperial Academy are unusual this year. Definitely not this year. This combat team. You may struggle.”

“This year, our Eternia is not easy. There’s that kid who looks like Zion… Gale, that guy is no joke.”

Neria’s expression was crumpled as if she was worried. It was true that this year’s first-year combat club was strong, but I had heard that someone far superior to this had appeared at the Imperial Academy.

She said, putting her papers down on the table and stretching.

“The first-year sparring evaluation focuses on Shion, Victor, and Gale, and the second-year students… Who is in the sparring evaluation lineup this time?”

“Ruscus.”

“Okay, this time, let’s look at Ruscus’ abilities and decide whether or not to select him for the exchange match.”

Clyde said as he looked at the bracket.

“Ah, Ruskus is scheduled to spar with Damian this time.”

Neria yawned as if she had no interest in Damian.

“Haaam, even if that friend loses, I hope he can bring out his Rucus skills well.”