I Became The Academy’s Narrow-Eyes chapter 123

123 – True Education (3)

Ceylon.

In other words, he is a commoner.

Banpoon, who has yet to officially learn assassination techniques, is his direct disciple.

He is a kid who has just entered the academy.

You have to hit the ground well to get 3 stars.

You have to hit the fighting ability well to get around 4 stars.

He arbitrarily set out to search for the ghostly base of Harasin.

It might have been fine if it was a base for collateral descendants or direct disciples.

direct master?

okay.

Even if it was that much, there might have been even a speck of possibility that Ceylon would not be discovered.

But the opponent was eight arms.

The eight arms that reign over the apex of the ghostly God Hara are beings thoroughly hidden in the shadows.

Even the hounds don’t know much about them.

Just a careful guess from the information the hound has.

Those who used their hands and feet to direct masters who entered the realm of heroes were likely to be at least capable people who entered the realm of superhumans.

Superhumans who have reached the 8-star level.

They are not simply talented people who have achieved one level higher achievement than a hero who has reached the level of 7 stars.

If the boundary that distinguishes up to 6 stars is the ‘class of power’.

From the 6th star, the boundary between the talented people was the ‘class of existence’.

Those with abilities that have reached the level of 7 stars are called heroes, and are treated as beings of one level higher than ordinary beings.

Hound Agents and Solar.

Each and every one of them was a high-ranking player, capable of dealing with many low-ranking players on his own.

Sinia was able to deal with all the Hound agents alone.

It was a dangerous thing even for Sinia.

Tracking down the eight arms alone is a word.

However, Ceylon, who was worse than the hound agents, let alone Sina, as a person with abilities, stepped up to do that.

It was like a child entering a criminal den by himself.

no

Considering the difference in character that exists between the Eight Arms and Ceylon, it would be like insects flying around humans.

It was a given that Ceylon was in danger.

Worst of all, he’d have already died a horrible death.

In the best case, he was still alive while undergoing horrific torture.

Sola bet the odds in the best case in that hopeless situation.

Thinking that he had to save Ceylon’s life, he asked for help from Ledar and Rize.

If the two heroes, Sinia and Ledar, joined forces, it would not be impossible to deal with a superhuman.

It was a serious task that required Ledar to risk his life, but Sola thought that he would gladly comply with her request.

Judging from the previous meeting, Ledar seemed to have a special relationship as a friend, a colleague, and an alumnus.

“so?”

“Look at us, what, what?”

But what came back from Ledar was a question, not an agreement.

‘So…’

Sola explained to Ledar the great danger Ceylon was in.

Ceylon entered the base of the Eight Arms single-handedly.

That one word was enough.

With that one word, it was easy to infer what kind of situation Ceylon was in.

miserable death.

Or the process leading to that miserable death.

He deserved to be embarrassed as he was dominated by the idea that he had to go rescue him right away like Solar.

If he thought of Ceylon as a colleague, there was no time for doubts.

‘how…?’

How did you get that ‘so?’ answer from there?

What is the meaning of that question?

The answer came quickly without thinking for a long time.

A battle with the Eight Arms would cost you your life.

Why should I risk my life to save Ceylon?

Ledar was saying that.

For Ledar, the relationship with Ceylon was just one of many interests.

in other words.

The reason Ledar treated Ceylon friendly was purely because his relationship with Ceylon benefited Ledar.

Therefore, Ledar had no reason to risk his life to save Ceylon’s life.

Ledar was saying that now.

‘Such rubbish…’

Solar felt contempt for the hero’s ugly naked face.

‘…no.’

But that scorn comes right back.

themselves, to the hounds.

We are in no position to curse Ledar.

Are we the same?

We needed what Ceylon had as a true Harassin.

So he treated Ceylon friendly.

So I deceived Ceylon. used

Like Ledar and Rize.

“You guys are just like us…”

no.

wrong.

We are not like them.

We are worse than them.

‘It’s our fault…’

Ledar’s deception had no effect on Ceylon.

In the first place, the relationship between Ledar and Ceylon was nothing short of deceptive.

Take an attitude of superficial respect according to interests.

Isn’t this a very common aspect of social relationships?

Ledar’s friendly treatment of Ceylon was as natural as a tavern’s staff being kind to their customers.

On the other hand, what we have done was undoubtedly a deception.

Ceylon was originally abandoned by ‘him’ and gave up on learning the art of assassination.

While entering the academy, he was searching for a way to live as a Ceylon rather than a true Harasin.

such as taking the top spot on the academy entrance exam.

If Ceylon had been left alone, he would have lived a successful life.

I brought Ceylon back to this world.

by force. By impersonating the name of ‘him’.

Ceylon gave false hope. and encouraged

-If it’s this, he’ll recognize me too.

This is the result.

It was the hound that drove Ceylon to death.

“…”

Could it be because of the hangover? My stomach felt stuffy. My head was dizzy.

The sickness went up to the top of his throat and went down again.

‘Ceylon is…’

What did they think of us who approached us using the name of our right arm?

Maybe he thought it was the last chance he gave him.

A deceitful favor with intent.

It reminds me of Ceylon, who was purely delighted with the recognition of the hunting dog.

Ceylon.

He was just a child who was abandoned by his teacher and hungry for recognition.

He was a mature young man who learned how to forget and overcome the pain of being abandoned by his teacher.

He was a young man with a bright future ahead of him.

The hunting dog completely destroyed Ceylon’s life.

To annihilate the disgraced Harasin and restore justice.

It wasn’t for such a grandiose cause.

just revenge.

It was because he was blinded by evil desires.

In essence, it was no different from the ghostly Harasin who took away the precious people of the hound.

“ah…”

Sola staggered and put her hand on the wall.

“ha ha ha…”

Cover your face with the other hand. An airy laugh escaped through the cracks between her fingers.

As he resented his enemies and pursued them, he suddenly became a monster like them.

I felt lost.

I wanted to destroy everything right now, bury myself and disappear.

“no…”

be patient Not yet.

The Hound still had work to do.

“plural…”

It was the revenge of Ceylon.

Maybe there is a better option than this.

Does not matter.

The hounds were not apostles of justice.

It’s just an ugly revenge.

Therefore, the only thing he could do for Ceylon was revenge.

Ledar’s help is not desired.

The hounds may be destroyed in battle with the eight arms, the strangling arms.

It was a wish.

Could there be a more suitable end for these ugly things?

As if possessed by something, Solar turned back the way she came and headed for the hideout.

“…What’s wrong with that b*tch?”

Rize muttered as she watched Solar’s precarious figure disappearing down the stairs.

***

“Is Solar here?”

Upon returning to the hideout, Sinia, whose eyes had lost light, welcomed Solar.

“How are you?”

Solar laughed and shook her head.

“It’s savage~”

“What can I do? It happened because of us. We have to solve it on our own, right?”

Cynia smiled with her signature soft smile.

“Us. You should speak clearly, Solar.”

“what?”

“It’s because of me.”

That smile looked dangerous as if it would collapse soon.

“Ah, everyone, you know what~?”

Sinia said to her colleagues with dead eyes.

“Well, before that happened, I was trying to tell the truth to our number 348~? Did I have a chance to save our number 348~? But I didn’t do that. Do you know why~?”

“Synia-…”

Solar tried to stop Sinia, who seemed dangerous even at first glance, but Sinia shook her arm and continued the story.

“I thought that if we resolved this issue and then handed over the feat to our number 348, it would be a reward for cheating our number 348. Really, isn’t it admirable~?”

ha ha ha.

Cynia’s whispering laughter gradually changed.

“Until the end… greed… blinded by revenge… making excuses… rationalizing… trying to use Ceylon…”

ha ha ha.

A sound, whether it was laughing or crying, escaped from Sina’s torn mouth.

“Isn’t that the only thing? I thought the moment I saw Ceylon-kun for the first time. This child – a child with the talent of assassination, if he does well, he can lure out the ghostly Harasin… I rationalized my actions by thinking hard about how it was good…”

Would this have happened if he hadn’t met me?

mumble mumble.

Sinia continued talking for a while with her eyes down with dead eyes, then spoke in an infinitely calmer tone.

“no.”

She raised her head again to stare at the hounds.

The sly smile turned into a grotesque smile.

“Of course not. That child died when he met me. He died because he believed in me from the beginning to the end. The reason he trusted me until the end was because I pretended to be a wickedly good human being. I’m just trying to use it…”

“Cynia!”

It was the time when Solar reached out her hand to dissuade her.

“stop!!!”

Cynia shouted as if screaming.

She was back to her normal self in no time.

Cynia said with a wispy smile.

“Everyone~? You’ve all worked hard so far. This childish and useless gathering is about to end. From now on, I hope you go your separate ways and become moderately immersed in revenge games.”

“Cynia.”

“Huh~? Why Solar~? Do you have anything else to say~?”

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“I’m going too.”

“Huh? Are you going? Where?”

“If things go wrong, it could go wrong not only with us but also with Ceylon. I knew that. But, I was more than willing to devise a plan and join you. It was just the two of us, Cynia.”

“hahahaha, what are you saying?”

Sinia ignored Solar and left the hideout.

Head to a warehouse located in Rotten Street, a back alley in District 2.

This is where Ceylon was headed, a place used by the eight arms, the Jore Arms, for ceremonies.

“Will you not follow me?”

Sinia said, feeling the presence of him following her.

“It’s your heart to die, but shouldn’t you at least take care of Ceylon’s corpse and die? A strangling arm. Do you think you have the confidence to deal with it alone?”

“hahahaha, what difference does having people like you make? I wish you would disappear when I say nice things~?”

“Mr. Cynia.”

At that time, Cherie cried and said.

“Please let us follow…”

“…”

“I want to avenge that child…”

“…Oh my God. Even at this point, you’re talking about revenge~?”

“…is that wrong?”

Cherie, who was still pouring out tears with her eyes swollen, asked a question.

“…”

Cynia couldn’t answer.

Is Revenge Wrong?

I don’t know.

but. At least.

what’s wrong

It was clear where the error came from.

Ceylon.

that’s the kid

Bringing in the child who had nothing to do with revenge was definitely the beginning of everything.

Cynia with empty eyes did not stop her steps.

“stop.”

Before they knew it, they had their destination in front of them.

It was a warehouse that occupied an entire building located deep in a rotten street.

“It’s strange…”

Sola looked around and muttered, frowning.

“It’s too quiet.”

It was as if only this warehouse was isolated from the surroundings.

It’s as if the noise, presence, and everything in the neighborhood is being ‘denied’.

“This…!”

It was a familiar feeling to Cynia.

Assassination.

Although not as good as his right arm, powerful enough assassination techniques dominated the area.

“Have you ever run away…?”

one of the hounds murmured.

‘They ran away…?’

Cynia thought.

If the begging arm had escaped, information about him would have been meaningless.

Ceylon, what will be the child’s death?

“…!”

“Sinia!?”

Sinia, losing her cool, broke the door of the warehouse and rushed inside.

At that place-

“Gee uh uh uh-“

“uh…?”

Edgar, the head of the criminal organization Black Cup that dominates the rotten streets.

A middle-aged man with a small physique, part of his face was peeled off, revealing another face, struggling while hanging in the air.

Someone grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up.

someone.

He wore a gray robe and covered his face with a smiling mask like a clown would use, so it was hard to tell what kind of person he was.

Judging by his physique, he appeared to be a sturdy adult male.

“You’re here at last.”

The tone was very polite. But it was contrived.

It overlapped with a faint mocking voice and made me feel like a theater actor wearing a mask and deceiving the other person.

“Hounds, gentlemen.”

“…!”

A person who was identified as Ceylon’s strangling arm was subdued by an unknown person.

They, who had lost their minds at the sudden situation, suddenly came to their senses and braced themselves when the name of the hound was mentioned in the man’s mouth.

“Oh, do you know about us?”

Sinia smiled gently as she braced herself in a double-handed posture with her favorite swords, the long and medium swords.

The opponent was a tremendous strongman who easily subdued eight arms.

Tension and fear, which could not be hidden, came out from Cynia’s expression.

There was nothing to look at the condition of the other hounds.

They were already driven to their limit by the man’s presence and were breathing heavily.

“Of course everyone knows. Hounds. Ain Academy instructor, Iron Wall Sinia at the head, an intelligence organization that chases after the ghost Hara. At the same time, he sold the name of his right hand and approached our true God Hara.”

“How did you do that…!?”

“Let me formally introduce myself.”

The man stretched out his right arm and grabbed Edgar by the neck, facing the hound straight ahead.

In that state, like an actor on stage, he greeted in a condescending yet stylish manner.

“I am the true direct master of God Hara, the smiling face.”

A look of astonishment hung over the hound’s face.

A true direct line master of God Hara.

If so, did a direct master subdue the eight arms of the disgraced Harasin?

furthermore-

He seemed to know that the hound had approached Ceylon by impersonating the name of his right-hand man.

“Since when did you know…?”

Cynia asked in a tense tone.

“Since when… Let’s say it’s the first time. From the moment you sold the name of your right hand and approached Ceylon.”

“Ceylon…!”

Only that word entered Sinia’s ears.

“Ceylon, what happened to that child!?”

“I’m alive.”

“…!”

For a while, the expressions of joy appear on the faces of the hounds, including Snia.

“Not yet.”

At the ominous word that followed, their expressions all contorted again.

“In fact, Ceylon knew from the moment you first approached that you were lying.”

“I beg your pardon…?”

“But pretending not to know anything, I went along with your lies. To use your powers to gain credit.”

“…”

The hound quietly listened to the unbelievable story.

“So Ceylon took a step he was not permitted to take, and thus-“

The man looked at Edgar and continued.

“I ended up on the left path. Edgar. The strangling arm. The leader of Harasin, the specter. Ceylon was caught trying to track down this man. Originally, he was destined to die. But.. He is a true member of Harasin. The Darkness The shadow is eaten? Oh. Oh, it shouldn’t happen. It shouldn’t happen. In the end, I intervened in Ceylon’s way and took Ceylon’s steps.”

The man spoke in an artificial tone, mixing artificial gestures like a possessed actor on stage.

The hounds just stared at him with faces as if possessed by something.

“You seem to find my story difficult to understand. I understand. I will try to explain it in an easy way for you to understand.”

The man raised his long index finger straight up and said.

“Because you brought in Ceylon, who had nothing to do with your revenge, he went astray and made a mistake.”

The index finger pointed at Edgar.

“The strangling arm was not originally destined to die today. However, due to Ceylon’s intervention on the wrong path, it will die today. Intervention with fate. It is against the true command of Harassin. So Ceylon intervenes with fate. A price must be paid. A genie who must lay down his own life, a man whose life fate did not grant. Yes, Ceylon will die along with Edgar.”

“Why does the story turn out like that!? The ghostly Harasin is your enemy! Ceylon didn’t make a mistake, he did a feat!?”

Cynia couldn’t understand the man’s story.

It was natural.

It wasn’t meant to make the other person understand in the first place.

They were words meant to force action.

“And I am the root cause of Ceylon’s going astray! If anyone has to pay the price, it’s me!”

“… That means you’re going to pay for your sins on behalf of Ceylon?”

Sinia had firmly believed that her reason had not been clouded by hatred, and that she had not been ruled by revenge.

Revenge is just a part of your life.

That belief was denied by the death of Ceylon, and finally realized.

That he was in a state of vengeance.

If it wasn’t for Ceylon’s death, I wouldn’t realize it until the end…

No, I would have denied that until the end and repeated wrong judgments.

Then it must have reached an irreversible situation.

like now.

It may have reached a more terrible situation than now.

[Wow, Sinia was a crazy b*tch]

[From a certain moment, I just don’t take my foot off the accelerator hahahaha]

[Is it true that you abandoned Solar to kill one of the direct line masters of the begging arm?]

[I sucked at just one look. It’s Saegi who only has one real appearance]

[Lesgay… You are eliminated from my heroine nomination]

But now I know.

Until now, he had been ruled by revenge.

I realized that, and I don’t deny it anymore.

‘never…’

I will not make such a terrible mistake as sending Ceylon to its death.

He will not make the mistake of drawing innocent people into his revenge.

Harassin, the specter of hatred.

I won’t be a monster like them.

“Sinia…!”

“Sinia-san!!!”

Colleagues looked at Sinia with desperate expressions.

“…”

Sinia smiled at them at the end of her agony.

“Is that your choice? I see. Cynia. I will respect your choice.”

The man pointed his hand at Cynia.

It was a reflex action. Solar drew her sword and charged at the man.

Other hound agents followed her without hesitation.

“no…!”

Rather than Cynia shouting that one word-

“uh…?”

“Ugh…!”

“evil!”

The speed at which the hounds were subdued was fast.

The hounds that were rushing at the man collapsed all at once as if their bodies had lost their strength.

“What is this…!”

two layers.

It was the difference in the level of existence that existed between men and hounds.

superhuman realm.

Even within it, the infidelity of an assassin in a special position was carried out.

Hound agents simply lost control of their senses and fell.

“Leave my comrades alone!!!”

Cynia exclaimed in bewilderment.

“Isn’t that why you politely subdued him?”

“Sinia-san, no!!!”

“Hey! The true master of Harasin!!! Take my life!!! I’m the one who made the specific plan to deceive Ceylon!!!”

“No, kill me! It’s me who cheated on him!!!”

“rather-“

Hound agents shouted at the man as they tumbled over each other.

The man ignored them and asked Cynia one more time.

“Really, won’t you regret it?”

Cynia nodded without hesitation.

Haven’t you sworn never to make the same mistake again?

“If possible… could you tell Ceylon… I’m sorry…? I’m sorry I lied to you when I knew you would be in trouble… I’m sorry I tried to take advantage of you…”

After those words, Sinia closed her eyes as if her heart was ready.

A single tear leaked from her closed eyelids and ran down her cheek.

A mischievous smile spread across her face.

Right now at this moment.

Cynia completely escaped from the vengeful spirit that dominated her.

She closed her eyes and waited for what was to come.

[Achievement cleared!]

[Achievement: Wrong Encounter]

clap clap clap

at that time.

The man stared into space, then started clapping.

“I will accept your apology.”

“…what?”

meaningless words.

They looked at the man in bewilderment.

The man took off his smiling mask.

It was a snake.

Reptilian sharp golden eyes stared at the hounds.

For a moment, the hounds swallowed their breath, feeling that a huge snake was opening its mouth towards them.

at that time.

Its pupils closed.

The suffocating sense of intimidation that filled the space is replaced by a suffocating lightness.

Ceylon stood there, smiling as usual.

“Welcome to the true Harasin, hounds.”

There were no more courteous, contrived voices of deceptive theater actors.

Ceylon said in his usual voice, as if someone was tickling him.

“…”

A moment of suffocating silence passed.

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ah.

Soon, Cherie rolled her eyes and fainted.