I Became a Blind Swordsman at the Academy chapter 249

249. Dongbang, Cheonseon Academy (14)

“I’ll tell you… No, I’ll tell you…”

The senator’s lips trembled.

The green eyes of the woman who was staring blankly down at him with her chest pressed down did not convey any emotion.

“So what is this drug?”

“Tongue, the blood king…! Made by mixing the blood of the blood king with medicinal materials…”

“The Blood King?”

“It’s a huge serpent that is the leader of the monsters in Yosusu Mountain. It has the mysterious ability to create all kinds of monsters…”

At the explanation that followed, Priscilla, who had been examining the purple liquid in the syringe, turned her eyes to him again.

“What is the effect?”

“That’s…”

ㅡ Wood Deuk!

“Kwaaa… A human… If you inject it, you can turn a human into a monster.”

Feeling the threat to his life with the sound of his ribs being crushed, the doctor managed to overcome the pain and answered.

“Human being a monster…”

Then Priscilla turned her back, removing her feet from him.

“I was just trying to do what I was told…”

“Who ordered it?”

“That… Until that point…”

“……”

Priscilla turned her head and glared at him.

“Really…! If you carelessly leak their information… Your head will explode!!”

“Your head explodes?”

“……”

At Priscilla’s question, the councilor nodded.

“Where is the spell? Back? Or tongue?”

Then, as she approached him and moved her body around, the senator stuck out her tongue without resistance.

Across the center of the councilor’s tongue were scribbled letters of unknown origin in dark blood.

“…You mean. Why did you hang out with guys like blood mages?”

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Its identity was well known even to Priscilla.

In her younger days, she had to deal with a blood mage when she acted as her killer.

Blood mages usually don’t form groups, but once they start forming groups, they become quite a headache.

This is because they are tribes that do not trust each other even though they are composed of organizations, so when they judge that even allies become a hindrance using curses or magic, they cut and cut them without hesitation.

The one on the senator’s tongue served a similar purpose.

It was a little different from the method of blood mages in the West, but the structure was similar.

Information that should not be mentioned, name that should not be mentioned.

As soon as you put one of them in your mouth, blood rushes all over your body, boiling with heat, and then literally explodes.

“…It’s bothering me.”

Priscilla murmured softly as the councilor pulled her tongue out and examined her spell.

However, the congressman misunderstood the meaning of the words and was frightened.

“S, please help me… If only you would help me…”

Even though he felt that the status of a member of the council was nothing more than a facade, the woman in a white coat in front of her was no ordinary medical officer.

Those pupils.

He had only met one similar person with those empty eyes before.

The head of the Blood Bridge.

He had the same eyes as the blood demon.

It was the eyes of those who reigned over all food chains.

I felt the solitude of the top and the indifference of not feeling any inspiration even if I killed the strong.

If there was one thing different.

Blood Demon could see faint malice in his eyes, probably because he was fed up with this world full of weaklings, and Priscilla was filled with personal feelings, such as the annoyance of not wanting to get involved with anything anymore.

Nevertheless, it was an unchanging fact that she was one of the strongest in this school.

In the midst of this, the eyes of the congressman who was looking into Priscilla’s eyes were trembling violently.

“Turn it off… Keuheugh…”

Suddenly, blood rushed to the doctor’s face, turning bright red, and he began to struggle to breathe.

“Haa… How quickly did you catch up? Makes me wonder who’s behind it.”

“Keuheuuu…

Pressily Priscilla pulled a small surgical knife from her gown and held it to the neck of the doctor who was frothing on the floor.

The way to break the spell is simple.

At the same time as the spell was activated, if the blood concentrated in a specific part was extracted in the middle, at least the body could be prevented from exploding.

If there is one problem, it is that a large amount of rapidly boiling blood spurts out, and in that case, of course, it is difficult to avoid death due to the large amount of blood poured out.

“Did it get easier or harder?”

But who is she?

Priscilla possessed an enormous amount of divine power due to her holy blood.

In terms of the amount of her divine power, she would be inferior to her holy woman, but Priscilla was never inferior in terms of reviving someone.

No, she was more skillful.

Her experience of traveling to and from the battlefield to treat and operate countless soldiers was accumulated in her.

So, if he wants to live, he will have to trust her who is now cutting her own throat and pouring her divine power into it.

Ghost of the Holy Kingdom.

As before, there was still blood on her hands.

But if there is one thing that has changed from before, it is that the blood is not the blood of the dying.

***

A lawmaker who failed to do his job had to die.

Just being alive was a worthless existence.

Wui Zihan also noticed this and ordered a blood mage to activate the spell engraved on his tongue.

But he didn’t die.

No, he couldn’t die.

Because, of course, there was ‘Priscilla of the Fresh Blood’ right in front of his eyes.

“My name is Kyu-hong. Actually, I am not a member of the parliament. I was just a researcher who studied abroad in the West.”

Kyu-Hong, a member of the school who barely managed to save his life, decided to tell Priscilla everything he knew.

Anyway, it was because he was already discarded, and he had a change in his thoughts, perhaps thanks to his resurrection.

“I met him when I returned to my hometown after such a long study abroad.”

“Who is that?”

“I am Wei Zihan, the current head of the Tianxun Academy. Wei Zihan, who has just come to my hometown, came to see me in person and asked me if I would like to do something with you.”

“What did you learn from the West?”

“I studied monsters, that is, the by-products of monsters. They said that if you get caught with something, you can sit on a cushion. Maybe I asked the open beggars for my information.”

“So.”

“At first, I heard that I was working at the academy, so I thought it was to let the monsters on that side do research and share the income for it… But that’s not the case.”

“Blood of the Blood Emperor. Did you study this together with him?”

As Priscilla squirts the liquid in the syringe, Kyu-Hong nods her head slowly.

“At first, it was an ordinary study. But after a while, Wei Zihan revealed his true colors. He said that he couldn’t turn a human into a monster. But at that time, I had already tasted his money. I went blind. Was.”

“Why did Ouija Han pursue such research?”

“The Blood King’s blood wasn’t just focused on turning people into monsters. The point was how much energy a human infused with the Blood King’s blood possessed.”

Inner energy was generally an Eastern word for ‘mana’. Priscilla, who knew something about him, nodded her head slowly.

“The more energy they have, the stronger they become. It was all for their plan.”

“What if they?”

“Wui Zihan is not alone. He belongs to the Blood Religion. All the rumors circulating about him were true.”

“Blood Bridge… I’ve never heard of it.”

Unlike other groups of blood mages, they are a rather peculiar group of fanatics who show considerable cohesion under the head of the blood mage.

That was the information Priscilla knew about the Blood Religion.

“Yes, judging from his status and the way he was treated when he went to the blood bridge with him, it was clear that he was in charge of an important role in the organization. But that doesn’t mean that Wei Zihan is a blood mage…”

“Hmm…Then what is the purpose of the Blood Bridge?”

At Priscilla’s ensuing question, Kyu-Hong, who was staring blankly into the air, muttered in a low voice.

“…Blood.”

***

Darkly dressed in a robe, he had to cover his mouth as he could not stand the corners of his mouth rising as he slipped out of the room after a conversation with the head guard Han.

His name is Rapert.

Those who know his true form sometimes call him ‘Rapert tearing his ears’.

He was a member of an organization called Honhwa (混花), but he was currently involved in the Blood Bridge for a while.

The corners of Laperte’s mouth kept smirking as he looked around the academic hall where darkness and silence subsided at the same time.

Yes.

He couldn’t help laughing.

“Kuhehehe… I really like the blood ties method. I thought I was just here to run errands, but to have the chance to kill an academy cadet…”

Lafferte murmured after finally bursting out laughing.

‘As long as you’re quiet, the academy’s instructor… So there won’t be any black blood coming after you.’

It was because there was an order from Wei Zihan to take care of Jeto, a freshman at the academy.

The reason why notorious criminals didn’t touch Innocence Academy was quite simple.

The war heroes who participated in the war at a relatively young age and slaughtered the demons are still alive, how can they touch the academy without losing their minds?

However, there were more crazy people than I thought in the back world.

I won’t explain what happened to the guys who rushed into the academy fearlessly.

In fact, there is no way to know what happened to them even as Laperte.

The only thing in common is that all the guys who said they were going to destroy the academy have been cut off and disappeared without even knowing.

It might be more accurate to say that it has been erased.

In any case, not touching Innocence Academy was an unwritten rule in the world Laferte lived in.

But when the place changes, the story changes too.

This is not their territory.

No matter how much black blood flies and crawls, it is only a guest in the academy.

The head of the highest rank of the academy stood behind him.

“…But I feel strangely bad.”

Raffert suddenly stopped his legs.

He liked everything about being able to taste the blood of an academy cadet and not having to take responsibility for it, but there was just one thing that bothered him.

‘Please pay as much attention as possible. Not an ordinary cadet. I’ll tell you in advance, no matter how you are, it won’t do you any good if you’re vigilant.’

I can’t forget the last words Wei Zihan left to him.

It was annoying.

“Careless…? As if I could lose if I’m careless… Be arrogant…”

He was a Lafferte who wanted to scream, but he didn’t do anything good to get attention.

“Yes. You just need to be quiet. Once you cut the neck first, there will be no place for sound to leak out.”

He took out his favorite dagger from his bosom and played with it to calm his excitement.

“Mister…”

A sudden call came from nearby.

Uncle.

A familiar voice.

The only owner of the childish voice who calls him that is ‘she is her’.

Then, when La Petre turned his head to where the voice had come from, he saw a bluish-haired girl standing in the corner of the wall rubbing her eyes.

“…Oh, that’s a nice face. I’ve forgotten you, Lucia.”

“Haam… No matter what, you can’t forget me.”

In response to Laferte’s greeting, the sleepy-eyed Lucia, who was wearing pajamas, calmly opened her mouth and yawned.

Lucia Windless.

She was called ‘the disgrace of the Windless family’ in the world, but she was never the ‘disgrace’ that Laperte knew.

‘I wonder if it’s a nightmare…’

Laperte’s eyes, which had been extremely slender, drew a semicircle.

“…Sorry, sorry. I’m busy with work. It looks like I made Lucia wait.”

“It’s been a while since I’ve seen you. Of course I have to meet you. Anyway, how did you come here?”

When he greeted her, he thought about ‘how long have we been close…’, But since he was busy, he decided to let it go.

“I’m here because I have something to do. But this person is making me work again. I’m going to do something for a while.”

“Are you laughing even though I say it like it’s annoying…? It must be a lot of fun?”

“Yeah, I had to kill a cadet. Come to think of it, that might be your friend?”

“Who are you?”

“Why do you know. The famous blind man’s name… ‘Zetto’?”

“Ah…”

The light in Lucia’s eyes disappeared for a moment as she let out a long shriek as if she understood, but soon it changed back to her usual stupid eyes.

“Are you friends?”

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“I’m friendly.”

“Are you okay?”

“What…”

Lucia turned her back.

“Lucia. Just imagine. What kind of chaos will unfold here if a cadet who died brutally is found in this academy…”

Lapert’s breathing is getting quicker as if he’s excited just by imagining it.

Unlike him, Lucia, who had a nonchalant face, turned her head.

“Uncle.”

“Huh?”

“I’ve thought about it before… Your ‘flower’ isn’t pretty at all.”

“Something suddenly…”

Lucia crossed her arm before Lafferte’s question was finished.

ㅡ Fuhuk!!!!

Laperte’s body, which was not taking any precautions, split horizontally along her hand, and a large amount of blood spurted out.

Then Laperte, whose upper body fell to the floor, squinted at her frantic eyes as if she couldn’t understand the current situation.

“Kuhhh… Turn it off… Uh… Why… Uhhh…”

Lucia looked down at Lapert, who was gasping for her blood, and opened her mouth.

“Your uncle also really… He said that Hwa-hwa was a close-knit group where people helped each other. Umm… But this time, he helped me. Thanks to you, I think things will be more fun.. .!”

Lucia answers sincerely with a bright and cheery voice as always.

“Could you imagine it? What would happen if an unknown man with his body split in half was found in this academy, which was not easy to get in and out of… Oh, would he be found…?”

She then bends her knees and strokes the hair of Laperte, who is out of breath, and she smiles.

“I’m sorry, mister. But is Zeto prettier when he’s alive?”