I Became a Blind Swordsman at the Academy chapter 111

p>111. At the scene of the genocide (2)

“What do you think? Oh, right. You too… uhh…”

Jorgal, who sighed, immediately crumpled the papers I was carrying with a loud noise without looking through them properly.

‘How have you been doing data research…’

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My heart ached, but I held it in.

There was nothing I, the Red Horn, could do.

After throwing the crumpled papers in the trash, Jorgal looked at me and opened his mouth.

“Hey, did you hear that the new recruits assigned to the southern branch went to the desert and brought a handful of sand?”

“This is the first time I’ve heard of it, but…”

Having had the experience of being slapped on the back by Jorgal for not using honorifics, I scratched my neck and replied.

“It’s the first time I’ve been to the desert… you idiots. Oh, if you go to the desert, you’ll bring at least a piece of the body of an ‘other species’. Among many, many things, the sand scattered all over the place?”

Laughing is the best thing to do when you don’t know what you want to say. This was one of the survival tricks I learned.

“hahahahaha, those are funny guys.”

Jorgal, who heard my clumsy laughter, hit me in the head with a pile of papers and continued talking.

I guess it wasn’t the best.

“Hey, you idiot. What you did is the same. What? A hero was reincarnated? I think you found it this time? But the only thing you brought back as information was a piece of stone? The three humans you took as money for your business trip are already well into your horn. I’m gone, so this is it?”

Soon after, Jorgal, who was hitting me on the head, throws a piece of stone on his desk at me.

I grabbed a piece of stone that bounced off my chest and kept it from falling to the floor.

“No… I was definitely feeling the energy of a hero… yo… this is really…”

I looked at the piece of stone in my hand with resentment and cried.

I was in tears because I was sad.

I could definitely feel the warrior’s energy.

I mean, I wasn’t lying.

“Ehh… It’s my fault for listening to you right away. Thanks to you, I look so f*cking ripped off.”

Jorgal fervently mocked me.

He was the one who seduced me into going on a business trip while I was quietly gathering information about the hero, so why would he do that?

“Well, this time things are going to go wrong… You’ll have to use your strength instead.”

“Yes? What do you mean…?”

“What is it? Do I have to be demoted because of your nonsense?”

Jorgal, who was babbling, waved his hand, saying that he didn’t want to see it, and disappeared in front of his eyes.

‘relegation…?’

With every step I took, I trudged back to my seat with my legs sagging.

Then he slumped down in his chair.

relegation.

It was like a thunderstorm.

There was only one demotion on this floor.

West, meaning the branch near the Holy Land.

‘I heard that there’s a head cut on the way to work…’

I didn’t want to be decapitated at such a young age that I couldn’t even bloom.

i had a dream

The dream that these assholes in the abyss all have the same.

black horns.

Like a demon, there were sometimes people who asked what kind of black horn it was in the pit where they were treated like scraps of paper, even though they weren’t fighting honorably and risking their lives.

Even on this floor, there was a demon like a legend.

The legendary demon who reached the black horns with just this piece of paper and a bundle of papers.

It used to be said that the number of people he received as bonuses exceeded thousands.

His achievements are so great that he is only called a legend, but he is real. I understand that he is currently serving as a staff member next to the corps commander.

By the way, he is also the head of this organization.

When will I be able to see your face at least once?

“Whoa…”

I sighed and sorted out the papers on my desk.

Before that, I had to live and see.

If you don’t want to be demoted, the answer is to dig up something as much as possible.

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Much more definite ‘physical evidence’ was needed than ancient texts.

I stared blankly at the piece of stone I was holding in my hand.

It seemed that he sensed that the warrior’s energy was unreasonable. To be precise, I guessed that it was the energy of the holy sword.

The holy sword was said to be the power of the stars in ancient literature.

I put a piece of stone in the corner of my desk and took out a map to look at it.

Then, village by village, they began to mark on the map.

Areas where there are rumors that a meteor has been observed to fall unexpectedly. It was a rumor, so it was necessary to filter it out a little.

Yooseong was expecting it to be a holy sword summoning.

I think this piece of stone may also be the debris that was thrown out at the time of the summoning.

This, too, was just speculation.

“When I guessed roughly…”

I circled a spot on the map where the rumor-based markers were concentrated.

‘…It’s around here.’

When it comes to human ancient texts, it is said that it is very difficult for the warrior and the demon king to break free from their ‘bridle’.

The resurrection of the demon king took about a dozen or so years at the longest. Then the hero was reincarnated, or to be exact, it wasn’t long before he was born…

will still be a child

The hero in that state would be very easy to kill… Is there any better news for the soon-to-be resurrected demon king?

It didn’t sound like a dream for me to become the Black Horn, as long as I found a hero.

Young kid.

Are there any parents?

‘…Do I have to look around all the villages around here?’

That time when I was thinking about it.

Someone passes by my desk and taps me on the shoulder unpleasantly.

I turned my head and looked at Jorgal, who was standing there with a sinister smile on his face.

“Ow… are you working hard? I’m leaving work first? A pretty girl who lives nearby is looking for me. Kihihi… The horns are dark red… You seem to belong to a popular unit, but he pointed out differently to me when he saw me. He praised me. He must have liked me. Ha ha!”

Jorgal laughs miserably, then pats me on the shoulder again and leaves.

‘You bastards… They mate well in a dangerous human land.”

Those who will become can do anything.

Several tens of minutes had passed since Jorgal had left.

I tried to concentrate, but it wasn’t that easy.

“Ah… really…”

It was because he could imagine what Jorgal would do in the future.

It’s been quite a while since I’ve had a girl.

“Ugh…”

He sat down in his chair and lifted his head.

On the other side, papers were flying again, hitting and beating and fighting.

No matter what I do in a place like this, my mind will go wild.

‘Let’s go outside and get some fresh air.’

I thought it would be better, so I immediately stood up. It was late, and it wouldn’t be much of a big deal unless you had an unlucky encounter with the Knights.

I jumped up from my chair, grabbed my coat, and headed for the door of the building.

While walking towards the door, a commotion is heard from the side where the door was.

“Hey you bastard. Reveal your identity properly.”

“Ah, it’s because they’re really my own people…”

The first voice I heard was obviously a demon who was standing guard. His horns, which I saw once, were quite dark red, but he was a demon that could be said to be much stronger than me.

‘Well, I wonder how many demons are weaker than me in this building…’

Even if he was at least the branch manager, he started with dark red horns.

He was a good-natured person, but how could he be so angry?

‘It was a bit… stupid, but.’

I turned the corner and caught them.

A man with dark hair was grabbed by the collar by a security guard.

“So don’t show me that weird black thing! Show me some horns!!”

“No, is it because I don’t even know the floor rules? You can’t show your horns from the moment you set foot in this building.”

The man caught by the collar was right.

But it was the first face I had ever seen.

Above all, the pure white bandages around his eyes stand out.

Blind, or blind horse?

First of all, even in my memory, there were no blind demons wearing bandages. It was a completely new face.

But seeing as you know the rules… I wonder if you’re a newcomer.

“Is there something wrong there?”

I approached them and asked politely before the commotion grew.

Soon, the guard opens his mouth by pointing with his free hand at the man who was holding his collar.

“It’s a face I’ve never seen before… He showed me a strange black liquid and asked if I could pass? So I asked him to show his horns, but he didn’t. Isn’t he a human?!”

“Of course I’m seeing it for the first time… I’m a newbie…”

The guard raised his collar in excitement, making it difficult for the man to breathe.

“Now, now… Calm down for a moment…”

As soon as I said that while raising my palm, the guard, who had been hysterical, followed my words, fortunately with an open face.

“Kek… Kheuk… Whoa… Thank you.”

The breathless man smiled at me.

But it wasn’t over yet.

Even though there are many demons whose names I don’t even know here, his characteristics were very conspicuous.

‘I know the rules… It means I’m a newcomer…’

I opened my mouth as I approached the man who claimed to be a rookie.

“You said you were… rookie? But what is the black liquid?”

“Oh, that’s…”

Soon, something like a black drop of water welled up from the bandaged man’s finger and moved around.

What is this?

The aura was very dark, similar to that of demons, but something was different.

As I watch it quietly, wide-eyed, the man in bandages adds an explanation.

“…I know how to deal with spirits a little bit.”

“Spirit… You mean the Dark Spirit…?!

Among the demons, spiritists were rare.

I know that he is taking the elite course that comes out because he is on the rare side, but why did he come to this abyss?

“Well… it happened. It’s a matter of family…”

“Aha… I see.”

From the look on his face, it was clear that this was not a good thing.

If this is also a relegation, should it be regarded as a relegation?

It was because he was entrusted with the task of collecting information to him, who could not even look at the documents.

Still, making a kite with the Elementalist wasn’t bad.

The guard still doesn’t seem to have a grasp of the situation, so why don’t we help him a little here.

“When you were assigned this time, you must have received something like a trump card… Ah… you don’t even know it’s a trump card. Do you have the card you received when you came? A thin card?”

I unintentionally made a slip of the tongue, but immediately passed the words smoothly.

“Ah, if it’s a card… I have it.”

The bandaged man quickly takes out a card from his bosom and hands it to me.

The security guard also looked at the card with curious eyes, perhaps seeing this for the first time.

This was an identification device on this floor.

‘Wait a minute, can the guard see this for the first time?’

…I thought it must have been something I forgot because I was stupid.

“Now, if we inject demonic energy into this…”

I showed the card to the guard and blew magic into it as if it were a magic show. The man in the bandage had trouble with his eyes, so there was no need to show it.

“Tada… You can see your name and affiliation written in the language of the demons!”

The security guard who checked the contents of the card said, ‘Oh!’ shout and clap

Soon after, the guard who had been patting the man’s shoulder on the man’s collar opens his mouth.

“I’m sorry for the misunderstanding, Jorgal.”

“hahahaha, no. It could be.”

The bandaged man straightened his collar and smiled lightly.

While listening to their conversation, I hurriedly flipped the card over to check the contents.

Jorgal.

It had that name written on it.

It was a very familiar name to me.

‘Didn’t Jorgal… go outside…?’

At least this man with a bright smile in front of me is definitely not Jorgal.

But why and why is this man pretending to be Jorgal?

Then where is the real Jorgal?

Realizing the uncomfortable ‘truth’ gave me goose bumps.