I Became a Blind Swordsman at the Academy chapter 157

157. I can't stand stuffiness! (1)

157. I can’t stand stuffiness! (1)

In a room lit by a small candle, a woman with brown hair touched my arm and her strange green eyes examined her wounds.

It was the academy’s medical officer, Priscilla.

She came back after killing Ekis, but she was wounded, so as soon as she arrived at the academy, she came to her house.

“I didn’t get hurt too much this time. It’s too much… Not too much.”

Priscilla’s nonchalant voice doesn’t know if she is worried or not.

It’s not that she’s not exactly indifferent, but maybe it’s that I’ve gotten used to seeing her with her scars.

Actually, they were just residual scars.

A small wound that can be treated with moderate amounts of herbs without scarring.

However, there was something she wanted to ask her, Priscilla, so she came to visit her on purpose.

“Med Priscilla, I want to ask you something.”

“…What is it?”

Priscilla, who used her heels by imbuing my words with her divine power, tilts her head.

“When a person goes through something traumatic… Can their memories be erased…”

“Memory loss.”

The truth about the Lüdwig family that Ekis told me right before he died.

It was a strange thing.

It was hard to believe that she had forgotten such an important memory.

She hoped it was a fabricated memory, but that didn’t seem likely. It was because there was no loophole in Ekis’ logic.

I wanted to hear a clear answer to this from the medical officer, Priscilla, who has medical knowledge.

“…I’ve heard of cases like that. Was that when you were young?”

“…”

The reason for asking the question seemed obvious, Priscilla asked me that and I nodded her head.

“Hmm… Human memory is very complex. In normal cases, it is not easy to forget traumatic memories, but it will depend on what it is. All human beings have strong survival instincts. Especially It’s especially true when you’re a small child, like a newborn baby who can’t communicate with you if you need something to survive so that you don’t die easily.”

After finishing her treatment, Priscilla calmly sat in her chair and let out her drool as she quietly continued her explanation.

“If it is judged that carrying that traumatic memory or being placed in an extremely stressful situation will interfere with one’s survival in the future, if it is not involved in that event, then one can not give up on one’s survival… Although it varies from person to person, there are cases where people choose to erase their own memories. Maybe it’s a very instinctive way to protect oneself.”

In order to survive, they remove their own memories.

I understand to some extent.

“…”

Priscilla, who continued talking, suddenly became quiet.

It was like looking back at something.

Soon she opens her mouth again.

“…I don’t know what happened, but it seems like there was a trigger that brought back such a traumatic memory. Cases like yours aren’t uncommon. Especially since your generation went through war as children. Loss as a child. And despair are on a different level.”

“…But my memory isn’t perfect yet.”

“Anyway, after this is important. There is a possibility that the memory will gradually come back.”

“If you come back…”

“…It must be difficult. It must be such a memory. But what you should know is that we don’t live in the past, we live in the present. So you don’t have to give up your present life or your future because of the painful past. .”

After that, Priscilla smiled bitterly.

Fortunately, contrary to her worries, I didn’t have her giving up at all in mind.

Because I’ve already gone through a lot of giving up and failure.

I knew very well that it was meaningless.

For what purpose did my family and my family carve this curse-like ability, ‘return’, into my body?

Even at the cost of their lives.

Is there any reason to do so?

I can’t reach it yet, but I felt I should find out about it in the future.

I didn’t really like the choice of the clan who gave up their lives on their own, but…

“…No giving up.”

“Then I’m glad.”

After that conversation, I stood up.

I left those words before leaving the room.

“Thank you, Priscilla.”

With that, Eisel walked forward.

The truth she firmly believed in collapsed, but like Jeto before her, she too walked toward her future.

Human beings live with their own various stories.

“…”

It was the same with Priscilla, who remained in her room and stared blankly at the door Eisel had left.

She gave her advice to Eisel, who was going through a mess, and Priscilla, who had been looking back on her past for quite a while, got up from her chair and immediately looked for a drink.

I wondered if that drop of alcohol would make her forget, at least for a moment, her childhood when she was covered in blood, and the faces of the pitiful people who stopped breathing in her arms.

“Living in the present… Ha, that’s not what I’m talking about…”

Priscilla herself, who said that, was caught up in the past and couldn’t live in the present.

***

The one contacted through the crystal ball was Bernice, who handled Zagoras quite hotly.

I thought I’d lost contact with you, but I thought you’d already killed Zagoras.

I thought there would be no problem if I left it to Bernice, but it was a little faster than expected.

Anyway, Zaza Lars, that is to say, Delion, was also the vice-captain of a country’s knights, so Bernice said that he would not be able to avoid being ‘announced’.

She will reach Eisel’s ears soon.

For her regressor, this would be an absurd event that her future would have changed.

However, no mention of me was included, so there was no big worry.

As an honorary knight, it was an unofficial status that had nothing good to be known about, and there was no particular source of information provided.

About this, Bernice also said that he had something in mind.

I wondered how she would deal with her inability to lie, but this time I had to leave it in her hands.

Bernice ended her communication by saying that the matter was well resolved, so that she would resolve the matter together sooner or later.

Well, it’s unlikely that the saintess and her knights will be able to drink and eat delicious food.

At that time, I thought that it would be okay to have a conversation that I couldn’t finish. She still had a lot to hide from Bernice, but she seemed better off talking about Sierra.

She didn’t forget about Ray and Petty either.

Even if Zepetty didn’t know, I thought it would be better to let her saintess know about her hero, Ray, in advance. In a way, she could become a colleague to go catch the demon king together someday.

Since there is only Bernice’s ‘power’, the key is how to explain it.

That’s how the communication ended and the ‘analysis’ ended just in time… I was able to face Petty, who was wiping the blood from her face.

What was left after the analysis was without fail my share. It was such a horrifying sight that I didn’t want to keep it in my eyes, but swallowing something with a shadow requires more concentration than I thought, so I had to resist the urge to vomit.

Fortunately, it is said that the analysis ended well.

I found a clue. Zepetty said that it would be better to analyze the stronger demons next time.

There was no problem with the demons.

It will be resolved if I go out with her whenever I have time again.

Through this, it could be said that they were one step closer to ‘manufacturing anti-demon weapons’.

However, how can the ‘other species’, who have been defeated by desert warriors who deal with ordinary mana, change so that they can fight the demons?

I wouldn’t be able to create a divine power that is in conflict with demons… I couldn’t picture the anti-demonic weapon well in my head.

Well, it would be better to leave complex techniques to Zepetty.

After that, I went back to my daily life again.

If there is one thing that has changed in my calm daily life, it must be the skipping of ‘Kaen’.

Originally, Kaen was supposed to show off her skills during the main exam.

An unexpected choice. Because she was curious about Kaen’s intentions, she did ask once, but the answer she got back was vague words such as ‘It just happened to be…’.

I think I know the reason, but there’s nothing good to point out right away. Still, it wasn’t a problem in particular, it was just that the timing had sped up, so I decided to watch it for now.

Anyway, Eisel’s expression wasn’t very good today. He had a sullen expression as usual, but there was a slight energy in his eyes.

A negative aura that reminded her not to be touched spread around her.

Zagoras, that is to say, the official announcement regarding Delion, vice-captain of the Knights of the Golden Lion, has yet to be announced, so that shouldn’t be a problem…

‘…What did I do wrong?’

I slowly recalled what had happened with Eisel earlier.

She told Aisel that she liked her, and Eisel, who blushed a lot, hurriedly ran away.

After that, they treated each other as usual.

‘Is it a problem to be treated as usual?’

However, Zeppetti said that it seems better to postpone ‘dating’ as much as possible until a proper framework is established.

‘If you could secretly date without being noticed by anyone, you might want to try it, but would it be dangerous? If you do something wrong, Zeto may be torn into several pieces. A woman betrayed by love is a scary thing.’

I was well aware of what it meant to be torn into many branches, having already suffered from Sierra.

Because my whole body was literally split apart.

‘It’s embarrassing.’

Who can talk to Eisel with a face like that?

Then, with her hands behind her back and her waist bent, Kaen cautiously approaches Eisel.

“…Cadet Eisel, can we see that…Her spear change just one more time?”

“… Huh?”

Since it was during her class, Eisel, who was standing on the window of her hand, uttered a questionable shriek.

As I watched the scene, I touched my forehead.

‘Somehow, I’ve been sneakily looking at the window since earlier…’

It was a Kaen-like behavior that was rude when it came to cool things.

“Clap! I thought it was really cool to change…”

“Ah, uh…”

Unable to overcome Kaen’s madness as she strikes back with her nonchalant voice, Eisel reluctantly closes her spear and opens it again.

“Ohh…!”

“…”

Kaen’s eyes twinkled in admiration, and Eisel scratched his head, as if he was still unconcerned.

‘Honestly… I can’t stand it.’

It was Eisel’s spear that looked cool even looking at it again.

Anyway, it might be because of Kaen’s madness… The shade was slowly disappearing from Eisel’s face as he listened to Kaen’s praise.

It must have been a feeling of embarrassment without even a chance to be in a bad mood.

It didn’t look too bad, so she was smiling softly.

“Hey, Zeto…”

At some point, Yuri came up next to me and whispered to me.

I immediately turned her head to look at the glass.

“Yes, Ms. Yuri. I’m listening.”

Yuri’s expression seems to be worried about something.

In her hand was the Orb of the Red Dragon that I had previously given her as a gift, or ‘Orb’.

“I have a problem, can you listen to me seriously?”

“Yes, how much?”

“That… The orb you gave me the other day. I know it sounds crazy… I’ve been talking to you for a few days…?”

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“The orb talks?”

“Yeah, there’s a voice in my head.”

Yuri nodded her head with her most sincere eyes, she said.

Did the Orb have such a function or effect?

At least that’s what I remember.

In the first place, even when I was holding the orb, nothing like the orb talking to me had happened.

[A voice echoes in her head … Is it similar to the original woman? ]

Just in time, Sierra’s voice echoed in her head as she was listening to Yuri’s conversation with me.

Well, fortunately, it is not just Yuri who hears someone else’s voice in his head.

So, as she wished, I was able to listen to her story seriously without much doubt.

“…So what does the orb say?”

“That, that’s…”

Yuri blushes at my question and stutters her words.

***

A few days ago, the night we fought the demons in Edward’s fantasy in a joint battle.

Yuri couldn’t sleep because of her worries about what happened in Edward’s fantasy.

“There’s something…”

Unable to get rid of the feeling that Eisel and Jeto had some intimate conversation between them, Yuri was lying on the bed and muttering that.

It was then. A harsh and vicious voice sounded in her head.

[ Stuffy b*tch… If you take the guy’s body first, things will be solved neatly… ]

The strange voice that clicked on her tongue came out of nowhere, and Yuri brought her to her senses and pulled her up from the bed.

“Who is that?!”

Yuri hurriedly looked around her room, but she couldn’t see anything that could be called an intruder.

“…”

She didn’t notice anyone other than herself, and there was no noticeable change. It was her own room, familiar to her eyes.

“What is…?”

A voice echoes in her head once again at Yuri’s question.

[ Oh, can you finally hear my voice. My master ]

“The owner?”

[It’s such a frustrating year that I don’t even want to be called the owner… ]

“What are you…”

Yuri, who was on high alert, asked.

To say it was an auditory hallucination, it was communication, and to call it an intruder, the form was invisible.

To Yuri, who was getting goosebumps all over her body, her voice kindly informs her of her true identity.

[ Here. Here. No, not that one. Left… Yes. ]

The place Yuri’s eyes reached, guided by the voice.

“…Isn’t this an orb?”

It was none other than the ‘Orb’ that Jetto had given him before, lying on the corner of the room.

[ It’s not just an orb. This body is definitely a dragon. ]

“Dragon?”

[ Tsk… It’s because the old owner is so frustrating. ]

Ob, who claimed to be a dragon, was quite annoyed.

However, it was not a glass that could pass through the teeth.

“Oh, is that so? I’m sorry I’m frustrated.”

After replying in a sarcastic tone, Yuri turned her head away.

Did I go crazy because I stayed up all night?

Or am I already asleep and dreaming?

‘What can I do? Jeto gave it to me as a gift, so I can’t throw it away…’

It was around the time when Yuri was thinking about that, even if the orb was talking to him, he didn’t need such an annoying guy.

Ob speaks again.

[ …So when are you going to eat it? ]

“Eating poop…?”

[ I mean Zeto. Jeto. ]

“…Wait, how do you know its name?”

[ That’s because I can read your thoughts. Didn’t you think of that in the first four years? ]

“I-I never thought of that…?”

[Didn’t I even imagine marrying a guy named Tora and seeing her grandchildren? ]

“That’s because I’ve never…?!”

[ Denial is useless. I know everything about your years. ]

“What do you mean you know me…! And! What does it matter to me whether or not I ate jeto?!”

[ Heh, stupid b*tch… What’s the use of telling me now? I wouldn’t be able to do that either. ]

“This is really…”

In the end, Yuri, who was furious with the Orb’s rude language, fought with the Orb in the middle of the night, screaming frantically.

In the end, Yuri tried to squeeze the orb, but his hand hurt, and he couldn’t do any damage to it.

Yuri finally gave up fighting him after dawn.

It has been like this ever since.

She was just about to ask a question, wondering if Zeto, who gave her the orb, would know anything about this.

She thought that she might look like a crazy b*tch, so Yuri went through a lot of trouble before asking her question, but fortunately, Jetto in front of her eyes was really listening to her story seriously.

“…So what does the orb say?”

“That, that’s…”

Yuri couldn’t give a direct answer to the question I had to try to solve her situation.

[ f*ck me! I mean cover! ]

The voice of the orb she held in her hand was still ringing in her head.

“Hmm… It’s just useless chatter…? He said it was a dragon…”

I thought that I should never convey this as it is, so Yuri somehow covered it up.

“Hmm… It’s a dragon. If Miss Yuri’s words are really true, I’m guessing that the orb contains the dragon’s soul or some kind of consciousness.”

Overhearing this, Orb muttered something like ‘What about small talk…’, But Jeto’s solution was immediately followed.

“Ms. Yuri, can you give me some time today?”

“Time? I have time… Why?”

“Because I have a dragon that I am familiar with. When it comes to things about dragons, I think dragons know best.”

Jeto raised her finger and replied in a calm voice.

‘I’m familiar with the dragon…?’

Isn’t it difficult for an ordinary human to even glance at the dragon’s shadow for a lifetime?

It was impossible to understand with Yuri’s common sense what Zeto was doing on a daily basis so that he could say such a thing as if it were nothing.

[ Dragon…?! ]

On the other hand, Orb, who had been arrogant just a moment ago, was expressing bewilderment.

[ Lord, Master… It must be a bluff… Dragons… No dragons… ]

For some reason, Orb was extremely reluctant to meet other dragons.

Yuri, who soon sensed her suspicions, raised the corner of her mouth and nodded her head as she answered Jetto.

“I like it.”

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Comment

  1. LexusMaximus says:

    I wonder if the village chief dragon is much older than the orb or is it the opposite? Can’t wait for the meeting.

  2. D says:

    It may not be obvious when hidden among so many stories, but this aithor is a talented one. He really is.

  3. PP Qwarts PP Qwarts says:

    Blue devil whispering to Liru😂😂

  4. Weirdo says:

    It feels similar to that one chapter from Fated to be loved by villains

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