167 – Academy Weekend (2)
These days, I’ve been hectic busy handling the ingredients for Dawn Budae-jjigae that are constantly pouring in while keeping up with the progress of the academy.
It was a break in the true sense of the word after a long time.
Sunday morning.
‘Let’s see.’
I was sprawled out on the bed and decided to organize the situation as a commemoration of putting an end to a series of events.
The situation was none other than the state of Dawn Budaejjigae.
If it weren’t for this task of filling a bloody group whose leader is an assassin and a warlock and whose name is a true Harasin, it would have been only a matter of time before other achievements were broken.
The most notable part of the state of Dawn Budae-jjigae is, of course-
[Achievement: Revealing the Dawn]
Recruit 10 [Alignment: Good] [7-Star talent] To the same guild.
[6/10]
‘Wow, just looking at it makes me full? Does this feel like raising a child?’
I finally realized the reason why my parents said that even if you don’t eat, you’re full.
They were also cooking Dawn Budae-Jjigae in a place we didn’t know, gathering heroes with 7-star good tendencies. Or not.
‘I wanted to fill all 10 people in what time period-‘
It was already over half due to an untimely good harvest.
With this momentum, I will finish Dawn Budaejjigae as soon as possible, and after watching the happy ending-
Wouldn’t it be possible for a successful Silbung to live a leisurely life while concentrating on Flex, the current life?
“… “
I didn’t think of that, but suddenly I was motivated.
I jumped up from the bed and took out the strategy book that I had recorded all the information the other day while recalling my memories.
We also identified heroes that could be used as ingredients for the Dawning Legion Stew.
“Write… “
But the strategy guide can’t keep up with my motivation.
There were no suitable heroes in the strategy guide.
So, there were many heroes that were suggested as candidates in the strategy guide, but-
Reality.
The leader is an assassin and a warlock.
The collective name is the true Harasin.
When I entered ‘true Harasin’ as the job offer, many options fell like fall leaves in autumn.
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‘Is that what I need after all?’
If there’s one thing I’ve felt while embracing heroes, it’s that the important thing in embracing them as the true God Hara is not a hundred words, but a one-time situation.
Animate assassins and warlocks in front of heroes.
That was the surest and almost only way to prove my innocence as an assassin and warlock.
‘I’m sorry.’
So that’s it.
Do I have to wait patiently for the heroes to be raided by assassins and warlocks?
‘Isn’t that a bit harsh?’
Still, the name is the savior of the world. Waiting for the heroes to be attacked.
How could it not be this cool?
Can it be this cumbersome?
‘Really, I might be disillusioned?’
Why! Of course! Did he feel the mulberry before he possessed it?
‘Just, huh?’
Inspection Mulberry. Wizard Pong. You must have felt that way. How comfortable would that be?
Go out to the plaza and say, ‘Excuse me, but I have swordsmanship and magic specialties…’ ‘If I shouted, Dawn Budaejjigae would have been completed at that moment.
As I scolded myself for not paying attention to the importance of choosing a job that adults told me about when I was young, I thought about whether there was a way to do this.
A little more active way to boil the Dawn Army Stew.
‘After clearing out Harasin and the Black Root Cult bastards, can we submit the evidence?’
No. No.
That’s too weak of an impact.
I have to consider the nature of my power.
Clearly, eradicating Harasin and the Black Roots is an achievement worthy of praise.
To achieve that feat through assassination and black magic?
You will feel wariness rather than trust.
It’s like walking into a police station with a gun in your hand and covered in blood and shouting ‘I defeated the bad guys!’
It was necessary to give a certain trust with a little more solid performance.
At the end of the day, I turned around and arrived at the place.
It was the conclusion that the assassin and the warlock had to be defeated in front of the evil men.
That was the moment when I was about to give up, thinking, ‘Can I have no choice but to wait for them to attack the heroes after all?’
“… For a moment.”
Slay assassins and warlocks before the eyes of the heroes?
Flutter!
Flutter!
I flipped through the strategy book to continue this image that flashed in my head.
On the page so open-
Information related to skills and artifacts that have the effect of creating an alter ego was written.
***
-Smart
“Huh?”
I was in the middle of planning—or should I say it? I was sorting out information when I was suddenly called into reality by a knocking sound.
By the way, Knock’s condition was a little strange.
‘What direction did you hear?’
It was on the balcony side, not the door side.
“No-“
There is a golem created by an ancient warlock-
No, my little sister Suu was standing there.
Wearing a dress full of lace, according to the taste of her guardian, Professor Megan, Su Wu looked at me with those silver eyes.
“Suuya, why are you coming out of there?”
I immediately opened the window and greeted Suu.
“I want to see you.”
For a while after I met Suu, I spent time with him whenever I had free time.
I walked around the academy grounds and showed you around.
Sou was satisfied with that, and did he become close with his guardian, Professor Megan?
-I heard what Professor Megan said. Oppa, I think it’ll be okay if you don’t come like this. Because oppa also has his daily life.
-Can I go visit your brother sometimes instead?
I remembered what I said
.
‘This is ‘going out to play’?
I took Sue into her room and went out to play, correcting Su’s behavior and her thoughts that perpetrated her trespass.
The senses of Suu, who was created and treated as a murder weapon by the black magician, were basically out of sync. Mostly aggressive.
Professor Megan, who took the lead in correcting Suu’s accident circuit-
-If it wasn’t for your order, I would have died a hundred times already!!! Ha ha ha ha ha!!! I just said
.
‘Oh, come to think of it-‘
“Brother, why do you look at me like that?”
Why do you look like that?
Suddenly, it dawned on me that Suu also had 7-star powers.
Swoo was not covered as a candidate ingredient for Dawn Budae Stew in the strategy guide.
Aside from being a non-human golem.
As it was originally, there was no way to cancel the order of the black magician who was caught in Suu, so destroying Suu was the standard strategy.
But that Suu was standing right in front of me like this.
The strength is 7 stars.
Even if I were an assassin or a warlock, I wouldn’t be hostile to it, and I wouldn’t even disclose it to the outside world.
As if drawn in a picture, it was an ideal ingredient for Yeombudae Stew.
‘Now the problem is inclination-‘
I strained my eyes slightly and looked at Suu.
Then a window popped up.
[Suwoo]
[Alignment: Neutral]
First of all, it’s good that the inclination isn’t evil-
‘How to make that line.’
As I was thinking about it, the faces of our heroes with [Tendency: Polarity] Came to mind.
I remembered that Funesi’s disposition, which had been receiving true education from Miss Miz, had improved from neutral evil to neutral.
‘Will I be influenced by conversations with extreme people?’
I thought of our heroes who had [Tendency: Polarity].
Ms. Ms.
Ms. Aedrin.
The amount given.
“Brother. Busy? Can’t we play now?”
“Huh? Ah no Suuya. Where do you want to go to play?”
“Huh? No.”
“Then-“
***
Sunday morning.
Drin Rebringer was digesting his usual training schedule without fail in his usual place, an empty lot located within the academy’s grounds.
And her surroundings were always crowded with her followers.
Excellent skills.
A calm yet dignified atmosphere.
Dignified yet elegant appearance.
And to the point of being Almighty An’s younger brother.
I asked the freshmen swordsmanship students, ‘Who do you think is the coolest among the new freshmen?’ If you ask.
To the extent that five out of ten would reply, ‘Mrs. Leebringer!!!’
“D-Drin-sama…!”
At that time, a female student came out of the group and talked to Drin.
She was from a high-ranking aristocratic family and had high grades, and among her followers, she was one of the few people who dared to approach Drin.
“Hmm? What’s up?”
“Here’s the apple pie I baked myself! If you’re in the market after training, please…!”
She barely continued her words as she was overwhelmed by the spirit that Drin had evoked.
“Apple pie…! Thank you.”
“Kyaaak! Drin-nim thanked me…!”
Having received her thanks for her offering, she ran out of her seat screaming as she covered her face with her hands.
“Drin-sama-…!
“If you don’t mind this too-!!!”
With that, additional followers of hers approached her Drin and showered her with a barrage of her gifts.
“Um… Can I take all of this… However, if you refuse, that would also be disrespectful. I will be grateful to you.”
“Lord Drin thanked me…!”
Surrounded by her followers, Drin remained calm as she received compliments and gifts from her body.
A calm atmosphere that will not be broken no matter what happens!
It was the attractive factor of Drin that his followers praised until their mouths were dry and worn out.
“Huh?”
But then.
When Drin noticed someone approaching the place, the calm atmosphere that would never be broken no matter what happened was disturbed.
A faint joy and joy appeared on her face, which was just calm when she received any gift.
“Ceylon-kun!”
“Ah~ the sheep I gave~”
The eyes of the place were focused on him.
“…”
“…”
“…”
That gaze was very savage.
It was strictly forbidden among followers to talk to the ‘sama’ presented by the male cadet.
No matter how senior you are, that’s the case.
To talk to Drin-nim pretending to be so friendly.
Even wearing a girl next to you!
The attention of the place turned from Ceylon to a woman with her arms crossed as if clinging to his.
Drin was no exception.
“You’re welcome. Would you like to be my opponent?”
The happy look disappeared without a trace.
Drin’s eyes were cold.
***
Since the issue is an issue, Margun and Raya mobilized all available means and returned to Paraden Headquarters as quickly as possible.
I immediately reported in detail what happened in Arien.
Except for the fact that they became true members of Harasin, of course.
Magan and Raya thought that acknowledging the true existence of Harasin and cooperating with them was the shortcut to achieving complete peace on the continent.
Thus, having been immersed in both groups, the true God Hara and Paraden, their role is to mediate between them so that Paraden can accept the true God Hara.
While claiming a neutral stance, they spoke as positively as possible of the true Harasin and their chief right-hand man.
The vice-captain of Paraden who received the report of the two, Moriyan.
With her straight black hair and benevolent impression, she smiled softly.
“No.”
Mori Yan answered her resolutely, and she unconsciously looked at her own left arm and left leg.
“Assassins and warlocks are our enemies without exception.”
There was nothing where her left arm and left leg should be.