The officer on duty wrapped a bandage around Adrine’s palm and said.
“Do you have a lover?”
Adrin sighed inwardly, and outwardly gave the complete opposite expression.
“No, officer on duty.”
“Relax. What is a hard duty officer?”
“Then what do you call it?”
“You can call it one-on-one during the roll call.”
Then, the officer on duty hesitated.
‘What, brother or something’.
Adrine felt goosebumps all over her body.
You sound like a brother
you can call me daddy
An officer on duty who could be 10 years older even if he catches it less.
It was just unpleasant. His eyes seemed to be licking Adrine’s body rather than scanning it.
At the same time, it was a familiar gaze for her.
The gaze of men’s desires.
If you react to these gazes, your social life will be impossible. So she would pretend to be completely ignorant of the men’s desires that poured out on her. Being able to pretend completely ignorant is also a counter-proof that you are completely aware of it.
“It’s still a bit awkward. But I think you are wasting too much time on me.”
“a. The roll call to the other room can be finished soon. Or shall we finish the roll call first and come back here?”
I wanted to ask, ‘Do you want to die?’ Guardian Knight Hoan is deaf, and the walls of his dormitory room cannot block his hearing.
“I’m a bit tired… .”
“Ah, don’t get me wrong. As an officer on duty, I’d like to tell you a little about life here. There are a lot of interesting things for you to know.”
She hates those who don’t understand roundabout rejection. So I smiled brighter.
“I’ll take it slow.”
“Nope. listen. For example, there is a statue of Mulcan on the stage of the Great Parade… .”
I was slowly getting annoyed. I only briefly asked for advice on the blood plate method, but the opponent is trying to recite the long history of the academy.
And she knew enough about Mulcan.
A hero who is the progenitor of chivalry.
He was called the protector of women and children.
Adrine doesn’t like conversations about knowledge. However, the officer on duty did not seem like a well-educated person in any way.
Adrine decided that there was nothing to hear.
“Thank you very much. I wish we could talk more… But what? I think I’ll go to bed early because I’m still sick of traveling.”
“Uh, yes?”
“yes. I’m so tired I’m about to faint right now.”
“Ah, like that. You are weak. i get it. Please come back later.”
After coming out of Adrine’s room, the officer on duty finished the roll call for the rest of the rooms.
The length of time he stayed in each room was proportional to the beauty of the owner of the room.
A quiet hallway.
When he came up with an excuse, he was about to head for the blonde haired room with brisk steps… .
Swoop.
Something unexpected landed on his neck.
“What, what?”
“Speak less.”
It was a voice from behind. The officer on duty tried to grasp the situation as best he could. A black glove was covered in the hand of the assailant who came out from behind, and a knife was held in that hand again.
‘Ah, an assassin?’
It was a word he didn’t need to use much in his life. A thick male voice continued to the rigid officer on duty.
“I won’t explain at length. It’s also stated in the Academy Rules. The duty officer’s role is to guide students in their lives and to prevent accidents. It is against its duty to make fun of young schoolgirls.”
The duty officer thought.
‘The Academy Rules? Damn, who keeps things like that these days?’
The point of the knife that touched his neck went down his body.
To the heart, to the stomach, and to the groin.
“If you think you’re going to do something so rude like that again, tell me in advance. I will help you.”
“Do, help?”
“After I cut out the useless parts, I wonder if I won’t feel that way anymore?”
He felt like he understood.
‘Isn’t this a complete idiot?’
The officer on duty looked down at the point the knife pointed. Of course, from his point of view, he could not regard it as a useless part.
The officer on duty nodded slightly, and the words of command continued.
“Forgiveness is only this time. Go back to the duty room like this. By the way, there is a crossbow loaded behind your back. If you look back or hesitate before going down the hallway stairs, you will be fired.”
Sweat broke out from his clenched fists.
This is the women’s dormitory. Therefore, the male voice is not a student, but one of the attendants.
The officer on duty recalled the list of female students he had been flirting with.
Room 102, Room 307, Room 808… .
There were too many suspicious things.
I thought I would rather turn around and counterattack, but quickly gave up.
He also had the ability to judge his opponent. The opponent was the one who caught his back in this quiet hallway without even knowing mice or birds.
“Go, I’ll go, don’t shoot.”
“go.”
The officer on duty quietly walked forward. The gulp passed.
He was especially careful not to misinterpret his movement toward the stairs as a backward movement. A well-made crossbow can pierce even plate armor.
The leather armor he was wearing wouldn’t have any protection.
After a while, the officer on duty disappeared from the hallway.
The man who threatened the officer on duty laughed bitterly.
“Fear comes from the imagination.”
There was no such thing as a crossbow from the beginning.
Hoan only released his knife-throwing stance when the sound of footsteps had gone far enough.
***
The sword of Mulkan that split the opponent was neatly recovered. like cutting through the air.
Tuduk-
The lower and upper body of the soldier who rushed in fell to the floor one after another… .
cheap-
The blood that had been splattered in the air then poured over it.
“eww… .”
My head was spinning for a while due to the recoil from driving the sword. My vision was blurry and I couldn’t tell the difference.
I had to stand with a knife on the floor to keep my balance.
fast-
A creaking noise leaked from the jaw.
My resolve is clear.
I had to get used to this vertigo in the future.
Because I have to come back alive.
Because I have to go back alive and meet Miri.
Because I have to apologize to her.
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Not an apology for my failure, but about my attitude that changed after failure.
“Whoa… .”
With slow breathing, his vision slowly returned.
The scene he had drawn countless times was unfolding before his eyes.
Under the soldier’s cracked upper body, organs like rubber bands that had lost their elasticity stretched out in clusters.
These vague descriptions must have been the reason this game was judged undistributable.
“Uh, uh, uh uh uh… .”
The gagged girl sat down on the spot.
“Ugh… ! town!”
As she shuddered, she pushed the blood that was trying to flow into her with her feet. It was an understandable response.
It was just hard to empathize.
It’s similar to when I first saw Adrine. This soldier is also a character born from my hand.
It was hard for me to empathize with this humanly. There is only one difference between this character and Adrine.
that he had done his part and died.
This is different from loss. Some characters are completed through death. As a creator, I couldn’t feel any guilt or excitement about the death.
I looked at the sword in my hand again, ignoring the girl’s sad eyes.
push-
The blood on the blade turned into smoke and burned.
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No one knows more about this sword than I, who planned it.
The reason why this sword was called [Sword of Mulcan] is because of the achievements of Mulcan. Originally, this sword was kept deep in the hidden dungeon on Dokkaebi Island.
Because it was a historical artifact, its original name was different.
Ego Sword, [Arms of Justice].
Common people of the Empire often misunderstand the Ego Sword as ‘a sword with an ego’. It is a misunderstanding that could have arisen because of its rarity.
However, the reality of the Ego Sword is ‘a sword that is involved in the user’s ego’.
This is the reason I was able to cut down the academy’s corporal with a single knife.
When this sword is swung for ‘justice’, it unleashes a herbivore of common sense destruction.
“Oops… Ugh!”
Tears welled up in the eyes of the girl looking at me.
It seemed that what she feared more was not the soldier who had already died, but rather the me who had separated the soldier cleanly.
He must have thought that the next murder target might be himself.
Of course, it was a complete misunderstanding.
I must continue to write this Ego Sword. And in order to do so, you must abide by the justice defined by this sword.
The definition of this knife is already established in this era.
in the name of chivalry.
In other words, to use this sword, women and children must not be harmed.
“Don’t be afraid. you don’t kill me.”
“Huh… Whoops… .”
Although she said it seriously, the girl’s sobs did not stop. In any case, it didn’t look good or sound good.
“I’ll free your mouth so you don’t scream.”
I put the knife in the scabbard and approached the girl. I felt a strong sense of incongruity when I then loosened the girl’s gag.
I can only say it’s a sense of incongruity.
A sensation that only the organizers of this event can feel pressed his temples. Eventually, that feeling became a sentence.
‘Is this situation possible?’
As a developer, I tested this game countless times. However, the events [Sword of Mulcan] and [Problem at Academy] never overlapped.
And like a developer, I can explain why.
Timelines do not overlap.
These two events can never overlap… .
“Help… . black… , Help.”
I stumbled once before looking down at the face of the girl clinging to my feet.
Tears were running down her parched cheeks.
“If I go back like this, I will die, Captain.”
“leader?”
“yes. The head of the Handel Circus.”
“Ahh… .”
I remembered belatedly.
What I wrote down in the settings document.
This girl is a slave belonging to a circus troupe. A character of misfortune who is tricked by an academy corporal who wants to help him escape and gets stabbed in the back of the head.
“please… , knight. Please save me.”
I’m sorry.
I was not a knight.
I stirred my foot and tried to get her off. But she clung on tenaciously, as if my feet were a lifeline.
“Please, please!”
“Let go of that hand.”
“Before the captain rolls… If they find out that I ran away… .”
It felt like an accident was ignited in an instant.
‘roll call?’
I turned my head. The two hands of the clock tower pointed to 12:17. Then I looked at the dead soldier again.
“Fuck… .”
I just found out
Why did two events that cannot be mixed come to be mixed?
And at the same time, I realized that I was in a difficult situation.
It is difficult to let the slaves of this circus live.
Because she was an eyewitness to the murder scene.
The moment someone finds out, what I did will also be discovered.
It’s also not okay to kill her.
If you kill a child or a woman, you won’t be able to use Mulcan’s sword.
and one more.
There is the most important problem.
I don’t have time right now I have to hurry back to my dorm room. If I don’t get to my room before roll call, I can’t build an alibi for this murder.
And unfortunately… .
Dormitory roll call has already started at 12:00.