Falling in Love at the Academy Means Death chapter 65

The smell of death was seeping in through the crack in the door. If it was a death that even knocked and visited, it might be called a kind death.

‘driving me crazy.’

I raised my empty hand and washed my face dry.

If it was a normal opponent, I wouldn’t have greeted him so suddenly. The [Smell of Death], which has become sensitive through the [Devil’s Egg], foretells the murder attempt long before it is carried out. Just like when a fang came to kill itself.

However, there are rare characters among the characters who have exceptional control over their lives. The smell of death that such people exude will be revealed only when they come close like this.

and i know Who can control living like that at this point?

‘You have to be calm.’

I took out the [Arms of Justice] from my inventory. It’s not about fighting and winning. Because I needed psychological stability.

Picking up the sword-shaped [Arms of Justice], I let out a long sigh. Then he struggled to open the door.

Then, as I expected, a short man appeared.

It was Taro Sabaki.

Holding a wooden sword, glaring at me with [ghost eyes] flashing.

The smell of sabaki made me sweat. I said it without a second thought.

“Cancel it.”

“what?”

“What your teacher talked about.”

The smell of death did not go away. Sabaki said in a bleak voice.

“It’s already late.”

“How can I apologize?”

“I haven’t thought about it.”

“Then think about it. How can I be forgiven?”

Sabaki said without a smile.

“I think it will be forgiven after I smash that head and throw it away.”

shit.

Can’t you avoid it with just a few words?

I know because it is the developer who set up that person. Sabaki’s words were neither joking nor pretending.

There is a threshold between him and me at a distance of 1.5 meters. In this situation, the line was like a death line.

Checking his system logs, I was quick to admit.

‘Can’t win.’

The opponent was Sabaki, who had already awakened. Skills developed through awakening were plastered in his system log.

[Guleungbobeob: This is the step that was handed down from the teacher. This character realized the beginning of its true intention through awakening.]

[Baldo]

[Self-defense: The qi prepared inside the body protects against external attacks. Damages of less than serious injury are ignored.]

[Ghost Sword 1 Incision Sword: Cuts the opponent in front of you with a sword. It is impossible to determine that price point in the first place.]

[Ghost Sword 2 Style Wind Cutting Sword: Shoots sword energy to cut enemies far away. The cutting force is inversely proportional to the distance.]

I’m going crazy and jumping. No matter how many [Simulations] you run, the confrontation with this guy will be the same. Right now, there is no such thing as a strategy to beat him.

“… Sabaki Taro.”

“Say it.”

“Isn’t it too much to ask you to give up your life just because you insulted your teacher with a few words?”

“therefore?”

Mmm.

How can I convey my inner thoughts? ‘Please save me’ sounds too servile, so I changed my words a little.

“Cut it down a bit.”

“Tell me why I should.”

Sabaki lowered her sword at an angle. and i know That’s Sabaki’s posture before unleashing the [Ghost Sword 1 Type Incision Sword].

“I was the one who took Adrine to the brothel.”

“lack.”

The life that exudes thickly from him speaks.

This is no joke.

This bastard really wants to kill me.

Sabaki jumped over the threshold.

Sabaki Taro’s demon-killing sword unfolds. Type 1 rises from a low position and then falls down.

It is impossible to predict the direction of the sword by sight. However, it is impossible to step back now and get out of the radius of his sword.

The reason why all of Sabaki’s herbivorous meals end in one stroke. Because he thinks that a second attack is unnecessary for his herbivore.

An arrogant herbivore that resembles his personality.

The tip of the nose is flooded with unpredictable direction. It is the smell of death that is not linearized.

However, I raised the sword not with Yohan Espertz, but with Jeong Yo-han’s intuition. As he lowered his body and lay down the tightly gripped hilt.

“Huh!”

short breath. Then Sabaki’s sword landed on top of my raised sword.

thump-

it was blocked Even though I got down on one knee and fell to the floor.

It felt like my fingers were twisting under Sabaki’s pressure through the hilt. Sabaki looked at me and tilted her head.

“… Surprising. Stop this.”

I also took ten years, you son of a bitch.

[Ghost Sword 1 Type Incision Sword].

For me, it was an attack that I could not block with just the [Swordsmanship] level corrected by the [Arms of Justice].

If I hadn’t anticipated the [Incision Blade] from his posture, if I hadn’t warned him that he would aim for the head with words, I would have been lying on the floor by now.

I said, enduring the pain in my knee that was about to break.

“I think it’s too thin.”

“What do you mean?”

“Then I… If you hadn’t taken Adrine and visited the brothel, you might have died.”

Sabaki’s eyes wavered for a moment.

I thought it was a heartbreak that happened to this bloody main character.

It was an illusion.

The emotion on Sabaki’s face was not gratitude. He said, looking at me with a shocked face, but still an awl-like gaze.

“There was a kid you said you would say.”

“… Little?”

“And if you say that, he told me to answer like this.”

If he attacked again like this, he had no confidence to stop it. I said, taking my time.

“… What are you going to answer?”

“Isn’t it because of you that I went to the brothel in the first place?”

My body froze.

Slowly, Sabaki’s wooden sword came up. The tip of his knife lifted my kneeling chin. But for a moment, I couldn’t even think of resisting.

‘Is there anyone who knows that it’s because of me?’

The beginning of Sabaki’s false accusation was the day I saved Arien while obtaining [Mulcan’s Sword].

And, to be sure, there were no eyewitnesses then.

“What kind of kid was he?”

“It was a white-haired kid. that… I can’t remember the words very well. Playing with toys hanging from a string.”

There are times when I do dozens of concept designs to set up a single character.

“yo-yo.”

“right.”

Ong was

A character that does not actually appear, but is only drawn in the setting book.

I used to picture him when he was young and when he was old, just to relax his hands.

It is unknown how he became a ‘kid’ in this time frame. But I can see that the character is working as a variable in the story I knew.

Hamma Crescendo also said.

that there was his prophecy.

And Ong tipped off the prophecy to this guy as well.

“The little guy said. You will save yourself with your snout.”

It means that you have to speak well to live.

“And I also became curious about what you said.”

… I’m curious too.

“Let’s talk about it sometime. If that’s something I don’t like, I’ll cut my throat like this.”

Oh, is that so.

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No matter how much I set this guy up as a ragtag character, was this enough?

Let’s think about the flow of Sabaki, which has become different from the original. And that flow continued until the end of the long [First March] event.

On the day he returned from that hellish training, Sabaki spoke to Adrine.

to be her sword.

Gulp, saliva passed once.

“I’m close with Adrine.”

“therefore?”

Please, I hope this is correct.

“… I’ll bridge with Adrine later.”

A drop of sweat ran down the corner of his eye. And there was no movement on Sabaki’s expression. He stood there without saying anything. If I move like this, I think it will be the trigger for my death, so I also stayed silent.

how much time has passed

pick,

The guy laughed.

“That kid definitely has a magical side.”

Eventually, with his sword removed, the smell of death disappeared.

***

“Whew woo woo-”

Ida, who sat down at her desk, let out a long sigh. After the election, from a lengthy newspaper interview to a conversation with a jackal over a meal. Too many things happened today.

And now she had more important things ahead.

11:10.

The appointment time has already passed 10 minutes.

On her desk was a large mirror, an accessory box, and various cosmetics. For her, decorating was like a woman’s armament. In the past, the efforts she had made to win John’s heart now felt pitiful.

Ida recalled the conversation she had with the jackal.

‘It’s a sheep. Would you like to become a new stream of the Empire with me?’

Even though the two of them were alone, Ida belatedly realized that it was said to herself.

‘… Eh, with me?’

‘Of course, I admit that this may still sound absurd.’

It was a misunderstanding. The opponent was the eldest son of a great family.

‘No, it’s not because I’m vain… I don’t know how I can be of any help. Actually, except for the family name, I don’t know much about Jackal… Even Jackal-sama doesn’t know much about me.’

The jackal seemed uncomfortable with his cast arm, but he didn’t show any action like scratching his teeth. He spoke politely, like an underling asking for a favor.

‘You’ll have to figure it out slowly. First of all, I am a hard-working person. Always looking for the best number. And if it is judged to be hopeless, we immediately set out to find the next best number without any regrets.’

It sounded long-winded, but it didn’t sound like the bravado men are used to. Ida quietly listened to the jackal’s plans, and then left her seat saying that she would think about it.

And the jackal added one last thing to Ida, who was about to turn away.

‘I summarize what people pursue in two things. One for oneself to be happy, one for oneself to become great.’

‘is that so.’

‘And Ida Hermes, you are a woman who can make me great.’

It was evident from the first meeting that Jackal Frodo had great ambitions. However, it was still awkward to treat her as ‘a woman who would make her great’.

The door opened without a knock or knock. Then, a familiar voice suddenly awakened Ida’s mind.

“No, Ida girl!”

“yes? Heimer?”

“Why didn’t you tell me!”

It was a powerful voice. Momentary ‘What did I do wrong again?’ To Ida, who was startled by this, Haimer shouted again.

“miss! I heard you became the school principal!”

“ah… That, I forgot.”

“Oh my gosh! There is nothing else to forget! How could I forget that!”

Haimer began to rummage through Ida’s luggage. I thought I wouldn’t use it, so I kept it separately. Haimer skillfully took out a pen, ink, and a notebook. Then he reached out to Ida.

Ida tilted her head.

“Did I have homework?”

“no! Write a letter to the lord! You will be very happy!”

“… done. What to do-”

“No way!”

Oftentimes, Haimer has a tendency to reverse class. Ida, depressed by the maid’s spirit, accepted what she offered.

“Say it!”

I let out a sigh.

“Whoa… .”

Ida looked up at her desk with her notebook in her hand. There was no place on the desk for a notebook, let alone a place for an inkwell.

Tools for decorating the face. This symbolizes the many times he tried to look good to John. And on top of those times, the look of John who was savage overlapped. Especially that eye-opening moment when he says he wants to push the blonde-haired bitch to grade school.

And Ida wanted to erase that time.

rumbling-

Ida’s cosmetics, which were filling up the desk, spilled into the trash can next to the desk. It was something she had been cherishing. No wonder the maid was surprised.

“My lady, what are you doing?!”

“Be quiet, Haimer.”

“… miss?”

“Be quiet or get out.”

“… Why are you like that?”

Ida tried to attach a reason to her actions.

“For me, happiness is more important than ambition.”

Then, in the place where her cosmetics had been, an empty notebook was spread out. Then, with a touch of ink, her pen began to write down from the first line of the notebook.

‘To brother John.’