202 – The Saint
“… “
“… “
Her fifth and third arms seemed to tickle in the intense atmosphere created by the saintess-
He withdrew his gaze from her, showing her discomfort.
“Hmm?”
At that time, the woman’s gaze turned to something under the old man’s hand, and huhu-
He smiled.
“A newspaper? Does someone like you read that?”
The woman got up from her seat with an excited expression on her face.
Kikki-
She dragged the chair with one brisk step and sat down next to her left arm.
“Where shall we go? What you were reading.”
The woman clung to the old man’s arm, and she took the newspaper from under his hand and read it.
“Hmm~”
Then she rang her nose in excitement.
“To say that the newly appeared God Hara claims to be the true God God Hara, and dismisses the God God Hara as a false God God and publicly denies it.”
The woman gave the old man a mischievous smile.
“Somehow. It is because of this that you rarely show your emotions.”
The woman’s long fingers stroked the old man’s face.
Then, like rain on dry land, the old man’s face regains youth.
“To think that someone your level is angry and afraid. Cudalin. What the hell did you see?”
The woman said to Kudarin, who had regained her youthful appearance.
It wasn’t him who answered the woman’s words, but two arms standing next to him.
They couldn’t stand the sloppy atmosphere that her woman gave off and eventually retreated behind her.
With a sorrowful figure barely suppressing a certain instinct.
“Reverend.”
Then Kudarin’s black pearly eyes looked straight at her woman.
“I wasn’t angry. I wasn’t even afraid. Rather, it was a difference that made me happy.”
“Whoops, it’s an exciting day. To be able to see so many hidden sides of you. Are you also a man after all? What a bluff.”
You are cute.
The saintess stroked the man’s face with her hands wriggling like snakes.
“Isn’t it you who is angry?”
“… “
However, the words the man uttered with a penetrating gaze with eyes like black pearls.
She was so excited that the woman’s expression hardened as she continued her words.
My excitement has cooled.
The woman, with her pouty face, again led her chair back to her original seat.
“Can you tell me what happened?”
Said the woman crookedly, resting her chin on her arm resting on her desk.
“The two bishops who were preparing for the coming of ‘the entangled one’ were removed. With the entangled one.”
The Tangled One.
It meant two demon grand dukes made up of a pair.
“Two bishops and two demon princes. The damage from the Black Roots is very great.”
Tuk, tuk, tuk!
The woman tapped her desk with the tip of her finger. Very neurotic.
“The true Harassin. Slowly, can you tell me what you know about them?”
“They are ghosts.”
“They say you are the ghosts?”
“He died a long time ago. They are ghosts who have come back to life.”
“What is that? After all, you know nothing.”
The woman muttered through her pouty face, and then she smiled mischievously.
“Is that story true? The story that you lost the true Harasin was because of Bower.”
Her left arm shook her head without hesitation.
“Between the two events, there is a gap of hundreds of years.”
“Then why did they talk like that? To humiliate you unnecessarily?”
“Yes. As you said, maybe you are provoking me.”
“… “
The woman turned her head away from the old man.
Because the smile the old man unconsciously created was so bizarre.
“So. What are you going to do now?”
“Nothing has changed. Where they don’t know, we are steadily getting closer to him.”
“It is true that meaningless damage has been repeated, and the speed is slowing down.”
“Are you anxious?”
“Are you anxious? Yes!”
Tuk tuk tuk!
The woman nervously tapped the desk with her five fingers.
At first glance, the way she expressed her heartache seemed endearing.
But that was only her appearance.
The darkness of the place fluctuated as if representing her state of mind.
Something roared, screamed, and roared in the dark.
Her arms tried to ignore it.
A saintess who is the leader of the Black Root Church.
She was a monster covered in beautiful skin.
“They have settled down at Ain Academy. The Conclave tolerated their existence. Congress. I’m not interested in them. Fools who believe they know everything. However, the true Harasin. I’m dying to see what they’re up to with the Conclave. You pretend to be calm on the outside, but aren’t you the same as me?”
“… “
“I am anxious. I guess they even grasp the true intentions we hide.”
The area occupied by dusk in the cavity gradually decreased.
Like a snake choking.
“So-“
A pair of ominous red lights flashed in the darkness.
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“I need to deal with them. After all, the sacrifices are enough with the people of the Great Council.”
Like a woman’s red eyes.
“… Aris.”
The old man called the name of the disciple he truly cherished in Harasin.
“Yes.”
“… !”
“… !”
The arms stared in amazement at the one who had suddenly appeared from the darkness.
How long have you been there!?
“Lead the two of them to Arien. Keep an eye on them while I and the Rector get ready.”
“Okay.”
***
“What is all this… ?”
I was stunned and looked at the mountain range of documents spread out before my eyes.
“hahahahaha, did you ask because you didn’t know? Of course, it’s a course application~”
Instructor Sinia, who led the students and personally delivered the documents to my office, answered.
“You know what? Because of this, the administrative office has not been in a frenzy for a while. Ceylon ‘Instructor’. I’ll warn you. Don’t even stray near the administrative office. Right now, the people in the administrative office must be fighting hard~ Even the smiling face of the world will have a hard time surviving~?”
“Ha ha ha… Is that so? Thank you for caring me.”
“hahahahaha, no big deal~ By the way~ I never thought the day would come when we could have a conversation like this with number 348~”
It was at that moment when Instructor Cynia was unraveling the story with an emotional face.
Smart smart.
Someone knocked on the door of the office.
“My God. Instructor Cynia. No way. Do you still have more paperwork left?”
“No~? Ah! Could it be that there were more documents added in the meantime~?”
Instructor Sinia approached and opened the door.
“Hmm?”
Then several senior cadets greeted Instructor Sinia.
Instructor Cynia counted her senior cadets as if she remembered something.
One.
Two.
Three.
Thirteen.
Then they clapped their hands together.
“Our No. 348- No, someone said that the thirteen members of the death squad had not signed up for Instructor Ceylon’s class. Was it you?”
Student Council students.
Instructor Sinia called the cadets who came to my office that way.
“Student Council members?”
Ah, come to think of it.
Among them, I saw a few familiar faces.
“Oh, Maria! Long time no see!”
First, Maria, the freckled girl who was in charge of my cadet qualification examination with Meloin.
“…”
Maria noticed that she didn’t know how to treat me, who had become an instructor in her junior class.
“Hello.”
She looked at me and muttered softly.
“Laura-san, long time no see!”
“…Hello.”
Glasses girl.
At that time, Laura, the vice president, also showed a similar reaction to Maria.
The cadet at the head of the group strode closer to my desk.
“Instructor Ceylon.”
“You-“
Moderate manners.
The eyes are sharp with a lot of energy, but not rough.
Short gray hair with a regular length, as if measured with a ruler.
It was the first time I met her, but I recognized her at once.
“I am the president of the student council. My name is Rajrian Lelosi.”
“Ah, Miss Lelosi! Nice to meet you!”
“The construction seems to be busy, so I’ll just tell you about my business. Instructor Ceylon. The Student Council, on behalf of the students, has decided to evaluate and take the instructor’s class.”
“Take the assessment?”
Where do you think you heard it?
When I asked for help from Instructor Cynia with that kind of gaze, Instructor Cynia opened her mouth with her signature soft smile.
“Evaluation classes here are the system in which the student council, which represents the rights and interests of cadets, evaluates whether a specific class has a desirable effect on cadets. There may be various restrictions~ If you could sum up those various restrictions in one word~ you could say that the student council becomes the gratitude of Instructor Ceylon~”
“Aha! That’s right! Hey~ As expected Instructor Sinia! Thank you for the easy-to-follow explanation!”
“Nothing to say~ Hey, by the way, taking the evaluation class~ I miss it~”
“Oh, by any chance Instructor Sinia also attends the academy, taking evaluation classes?!”
“No~ Instead, I took the evaluation class from the instructor’s point of view~”
Instructor Cynia covered her mouth with her hand and whispered to her.
“When I was busy with that job, I neglected my day job for a while.’
“Ah, ha~”
“Well. It’s a gateway that instructors like us must pass through someday. Please feel comfortable~”
“Instructors like us…”
I smiled bitterly and looked at the mountain range of papers spread out on the desk.
I also thought it went well.
Maybe.
I don’t think it’s because so many people have a positive interest in me, so I’ve signed up for classes and observations.
Truly teaching Harasin’s assassination techniques and black magic.
What the hell are you doing?
Some may think so.
That was also the public’s evaluation of the true God Hara.
I’m not hostile, but I’m not trusting either.
There are no people who openly express dissatisfaction with the true Harasin.
First of all, the Great Council is in neutral gear, and the true Harasin has shown something.
They were still wary of the true Harasin, a group of assassins and warlocks.
The true Harasin hadn’t fully settled in the sun yet.
That’s why the lecture I was given this time was important.
Achieving meaningful results here was the first step for a true Harasin to stably plant eggs in the sun.
In that sense, the student council’s application for the evaluation class was rather a good thing.
How will my unconventional class be received by cadets and observers?
It was a good opportunity to collect the specimens and data.
The test subject that came just in time-
No, I felt that my heart was enriched by the relationship with my students.
Razrian.
She was staring at me with her characteristic moderation expression.
‘It looks like I’ll cut myself if I touch it.’
I don’t feel any hostility or malice.
Really innocently, he seemed concerned about the effect my black magic assassination lessons would have on the cadets.
Still, the expression was like that, maybe the impression itself was like that.
The first thing that came to mind aside from the wooden and stone-like appearance.
I want to tease you!
I want to see you flustered!
“So, you want to take my class before anyone else!”
I borrowed the power of her traits and teased her with her demeaning attitude to the fullest.
If it’s our heroes, ‘what!’ A situation where blood vessels will sprout right in the temple!
“…”
However, Rajlian was unmoved, and she just looked at me.
“Oh…”
My enthusiasm for education (?) Was ignited by that boring response.