I Became The Academy’s Narrow-Eyes chapter 52

52 – Followers

Die.

Cynia’s instinct issued an unprecedentedly strong warning.

If this is the case, I will surely die.

So move.

‘please!!!’

However, despite that earnest plea, Sinia’s senses and mana did not respond.

I knew it instinctively.

It was the same assassination technique as in the case of the empty bag.

It interferes with the other person’s mana and senses to deceive and deny it.

But the level was distinctly different.

The empty bag mobilized all means to deny Sinia’s senses and mana.

I denied her through mana’s interference, and assisted that mana’s interference with a movement based on the magic of assassination.

However, the monster did not use such tricks.

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‘A little skill?’

Was the assassination of the empty bag a small skill?

No, it was a highly developed and highly developed technology with a systematic form.

Regardless of the field, when looking at the depth of the skill, there was no shortage of comparisons with Sinia’s swordsmanship.

However, compared to the monster, it could only be described as a small technique.

Now, compared to the monster’s assassination technique, which completely denies all of Sinia’s senses and mana as just an overwhelming effect of mana.

in other words.

This is an overwhelming force.

The Assassin was just holding down Sina with overwhelming force.

Like catching bugs.

Therefore, as in the case of an empty bag, destruction or overcoming is impossible.

I have no choice but to adapt to the fate that is to come.

‘why… !’

What kind of monster is it that can do such nonsense?

Cynia was a strong player at the level of 7 stars.

He was a chosen being who was allowed to climb into the realm of heroes and boast of himself as a strong man.

Even considering that she has little immunity to the unknown power of assassination, how much power would she have to create such a one-sided composition?

What came to Sinia’s mind were superhumans.

The rulers who have crossed the human realm and have part of this world under their feet.

Beings represented by the head of a great family and the owner of the mage tower.

‘Nonsense… ‘

If that’s the case, that monster in front of me is-

Are you saying that assassin is on the same level as those rulers?

‘that… ‘

It was a very risky idea.

That such a strong person exists in the dark world.

If the author has a disturbing thought, how will it affect the world?

What was the purpose of that assassin- Harasin?

‘Harasin… ?’

As soon as I reached the accident, a question suddenly reared its head.

that man is an assassin

That one thing is clear.

However, is that person Harasin?

It was a stupid question.

All assassins must be Harasin.

Harasin never allowed the leak of direct assassination techniques.

‘but… ‘

if so why

Did that person kill Harasin’s empty bag?

‘why… ‘

Aren’t you killing yourself yet?

The monster was still staring at Sinia.

It was more than enough time to kill Sinia, who was trapped in the stopped world dozens of times.

Seeing the dark eyes leaking through the cracks in the unusual mask’s eyes, Cynia felt fear emanating from the unknown.

An incarnation of injustice whose identity and purpose are unfathomable.

What the hell is that monster thinking right now?

“you.”

at that time.

The monster opened his mouth.

Sinia’s heartbeat, which had subsided, began to grow stronger again.

“Your right foot walks on top of it. Harasin’s left eye did not look at you.”

The moment those words leaked out through the cracks in the monster’s mask, Sinia almost lost her mind in fear.

It reminded me of what the monster had said similar to that when urging the empty bag to die.

‘no.’

However, looking back, it was strangely different.

The monster clearly said so when he told the empty bag to die.

‘My left foot, lost and wandering. Harasin’s left eye turned to you.’

That, from a certain point of view, was the exact opposite of what he had just said to himself.

Words with the exact opposite meaning of the words that sentenced death were directed at him.

no way.

A new emotion welled up inside Sina.

that was hope

perhaps.

The hope that that monster might not take his own life.

‘please…’

Sinia just guessed carefully and prayed fervently.

pounding.

pounding.

That moment.

“uh!?”

Mana’s interference that restrained Sinia’s body disappeared.

However, Sina still couldn’t move her body.

Even if the monster didn’t use the assassination technique, his presence was still tightly gripping her body.

Then the monster held out his hand and said.

“Sinia of the Iron Wall.”

“…!”

Do you know my name!?

how?

Cynia was a celebrity across the continent beyond Arien.

Recognizing her face and saying her name wasn’t difficult.

But now, Sinia thought that the monster in front of her had seen through her existence with some kind of power.

“If you want anything from Harasin’s right-hand man, tell him.”

“…yes?”

“Empty bag, long-nailed Adoni was originally a pebble placed on the level you were walking on. The battle with him was your step. But I, Harasin’s right hand acting as an agent of the will, should atone for depriving you of your step. You If you want anything from Harasin’s right-hand man, tell him.”

The monster spoke incomprehensible words.

Sinia interpreted the riddle-like words while barely holding on to her reason, which seemed like she would lose it at any moment.

“So… now you killed the one I was meant to deal with – Harasin instead. In return, are you saying that I’ll kill anyone I want?”

The monster didn’t deny or affirm it, just silently waited for Sinia’s words.

gulp.

Sinia swallowed her saliva unconsciously.

Cynia was the first to feel curiosity.

What would happen if you asked that monster to kill one of the rulers of the world right now?

Will even that monster shake his head and talk about the impossible?

Or would he just nod his head without saying anything?

‘…!’

Of the two images, only the nodding monster remained in Cynia’s mind.

Just like that, the monster’s proposal was huge for Sinia.

It was the hand of the Shinigami.

If she accepts that touch, Sinia will be able to easily fulfill her current longing.

“…”

However, Sinia shook her head and gave an answer instead.

“Why?”

It wasn’t hard to explain why Sinia gave up on that staggering offer.

“I have no intention of joining hands with you guys.”

“What do you guys mean?”

“You are Harasin, right?”

“We are Harasin. But not the Harasin you know.”

Sinia was also vaguely aware of it.

That person is God Hara, but he wondered if he would be different from the God Hara he knew.

But that didn’t matter too much.

The important thing was that he was an assassin.

It was the fact that he was a being living in the same world as Harasin.

Cynia didn’t have the confidence to understand or accept that monster.

“Can you tell me just one thing?”

“Is that your request?”

“Let it be.”

“I, Harassin’s right hand, will remove the pebbles of doubt from your walking distance. You speak your doubts.”

“What is your purpose…?”

The black eyes that flowed from the upper crack of the monster’s unusual mask added light.

Then, the echo of the abyss leaked from the gap below.

Lagadielias.

out of sight.

Egonoerias.

in an inaccessible place.

“We, the true Harassin, are by nature both hermits and bystanders. Executors and guardians at the same time. Our ultimate goal is to dedicate ourselves to helping the great Tuersi Empire move on the right path.”

“The Tuersi Empire…?”

“It’s a forgotten empire in the far east that your history hasn’t recorded.”

“If the Forgotten Empire-“

“Tuersi has collapsed. Our Harasin have forgotten their duty and fallen. Therefore, our true Harasin has no reason to exist any more. It should not exist.”

“but-“

okay.

The eyes of the monster and Xinia were simultaneously directed towards the empty bag.

“A specter is now wandering on this continent. A part of our Lord Hara, who forgot its duty and fell.”

The monster approached the empty bag.

Took.

After lightly pushing him down with the tips of his fingers, he continued to speak.

“The ghost Harasin has returned. That’s why our true God Hara has returned.”

The monster’s black eyes burned fiercely.

“I will right Harassin’s wrongs.”

“…”

gulp.

Sinia, from that fiercely burning black eye, Harasin-

I read his hostility towards the beings he called the ghostly Harasin.

Cynia asked with anticipation.

“Is that ghostly Harasin… the Harasin we know?”

The monster chose his words in silence.

Soon after, he sighed.

“Lagadielias. Egonoerias.”

Sinia immediately took over the words she was used to.

“In a place that cannot be seen. In a place that cannot be coveted.”

Cynia seemed to know what the monster meant when he said that.

A true Harasin does not reveal himself or covet anything.

Therefore, Hara, known to the world, who covets something even while revealing himself, is a ghostly Hara.

Therefore, that monster – the true enemy of Harasin.

“Then– Huh?”

When I came to my senses, the monster had disappeared before I knew it.

“…”

A sincere question and answer that has been going on for a while.

However, Sinia still didn’t know whether that monster- the true Harasin was their ally or enemy.

I didn’t know whether to trust him or not.

However, one thing was certain.

true harash.

They were enemies of the Harasin he knew – the ghostly Harasin.

Following the eight arms with different ideologies, Harasin is divided into eight sects and acts independently.

There were several instances where they collaborated with each other.

However, cases where they were hostile to each other were very rare.

Therefore, it was a convincing hypothesis for Sinia.

The enemy pursued by that mighty unknown being.

He was also his own enemy.

“hahahaha… I shouldn’t be like this…”

reliable.

Sinia laughed awkwardly when she found herself feeling the presence of a monster—a mighty assassin.

Soon after, she murmured.

“Lagadielias… Egonoerias…”

***

Two days have passed since the subjugation of Adoni with Long Nails.

Finally, as my right-hand man, I faced Ledar.

As the right-hand man, I was currently advocating for a 9-star state.

Ledar wasn’t surprised to see me like that.

Since Ceylon, my 8-star boncane, is the leader I serve, I seemed to have strongly in mind the possibility, wondering if I would be at a level higher than that.

“…!”

Rather, he was surprised to see my appearance, not my level.

Especially, when you face me at close range wearing an unusual mask-

It was to the extent that fear was evident in the boy’s four hundred eyes.

From that point on, the guy’s attitude toward his right arm suddenly changed.

‘This guy is more serious than I thought.’

I scolded myself for being disappointed as hard as I could when I pulled this unusual mask out of the box.

This unusual mask was an unusual guy who knew how to do it when he had to.

“An empty bag…!?”

Ledar knew about the empty bag, but he didn’t know that it was an assassin.

because?

Simple.

Because I’ve never seen him with my omnipotent eyes.

It has already been five years since Ledar graduated from the academy and left Arien.

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It was less than three years ago that an unknown powerhouse named Empty Bag crawled into Moss Street and made his name known.

I subtly hinted to Ledar that the empty bag was Harasin’s direct master, Long Nail Adoni, and that it was my right hand who subdued him.

And we had a more in-depth conversation about the true Harassin, who had been glossed over when he was in Ceylon.

Then, the conversation flowed similarly to Cynia.

“Lagadierias… Egonoerias…”

As his right-hand man, Harasin’s direct master, long-nailed Adoni, seems to have worked well.

Harasin, who are divided into eight sects and are active, often cooperate with each other, but rarely oppose each other.

Ledarga, who had been listening attentively to the words of his right arm the whole time, muttered meaningfully.

Ledar spoke to me as if he had made up his mind on something.

“True Harasin, I believe in you.”

“hmm…”

I nodded solemnly.

‘yes! This is it!’

Inside, while shaking his hips in a ruckus.

Right now at this moment.

A group of assassins called the true Harasin were unofficially recognized by Ledar, the eldest son of the Libringer family.

How much help will this be in the future if my main character, Ceylon, is in trouble because of the assassination technique?

I couldn’t imagine.

If this were to be considered an artifact, it would probably be at least a legend – no, a myth.

The unexpected meeting with Ledar brought a huge income.

This guy’s goosebumps eyes were suddenly endearing.

“Harasin- Subjugating the ghostly Harasin is also for the sake of the continent of Eldran. I’d like to fully support the Rebringer family, but-“

I nodded my head to mean that I understood what Ledar was saying.

If the Rebringer family fully supports me, it will officially recognize the true Harasin from the Rebringer family.

that was too much

The duties and responsibilities that each other must shoulder will increase incomparably…

I had no intention of diligently searching for the people who had been asked to do it, even while shouldering the responsibility and obligation and receiving support from the Rebringer family.

My top priority right now was to follow the quest.

Ledar is for when my boncane, Ceylon, gets into trouble with assassination.

You will use your influence to save me once.

The true Harasin is when the Rebringer family finds themselves in an awkward situation due to the ghostly Harasin.

Depending on the situation, we will consider whether or not to apply for the Rebringer family.

In my opinion, the true relationship between Harasin and the Rebringer family was just right.

“Oh, one personal question, can I ask you about it?”

After finishing the story like that, when I was about to leave, Ledar said.

‘A personal question? What a sudden.’

As the right arm nodded sternly and seriously, Ledar immediately brought up a story.

“Ceylon, the true direct master of God Hara, is the fact that he entered the academy related to the true God God Hara’s mission?”

oh.

Nice question.

It was something I had to point out at least once.

I told him about the settings I had in mind beforehand.

Ceylon is an unusual guy.

Although he is the true direct master of Harasin, he does not feel a great sense of responsibility for his duties.

The reason he entered the academy was just to find a way to make a living for himself.

If I put it this way, I, as a true direct line master of Hara, will be persuasive in my actions of not caring about the ghostly Harasin and following the quest by going to the academy.

Upon hearing the setting, Ledar burst into laughter.

“It’s like a guy.”

what is down to me

what do you know about me

‘What do you know about the blind man? Eww?’

Anyway, this was the time when I was about to break up.

“Oh, can I ask you one last personal question?”

Why is this guy so sloppy?

Was he originally this kind of a person who was interested in others?

‘Isn’t it?’

By the way, is there anything more to be curious about here?

Conversely, I was curious and allowed him to ask questions.

Then, the boy cringes.

Unanswered, embarrassed, he spoke carefully.

“…If I learn direct assassination techniques from you or Ceylon, can I become as strong as Ceylon?”

He said it lightly as if it were a joke, but the feelings contained in his clear eyes were sincere.

Interested in assassination to get stronger?

The direct successor and eldest son of the great family Rebringer, the pride and pride of all swordsmen?

“oh…”

crazy guy

As I stared at the clear-eyed madman in front of me, I forgot I was in right arm mode and let out a dumbfounded noise.