I Became the Laughing Bell Character of the Academy chapter 206

Janus looked down at his bloodstained palms.

Salem’s magic has already disappeared.

The steel giant that shook the ground, the puppet that filled the space, and the lion with a mane of flame that caught the eye with an intense shape.

In the place where everything disappeared and even the space returned to its original state.

“Was it like this… … .”

Janus was checking the power of the key, which had reached its perfect state for the first time in the many recurrences.

[Key of Speaker] said to be possessed by a traveler who came from outside the world.

Its power was far greater than Janus knew.

In the past, it was all about interfering with space or limiting the powers that have their origins in this world.

But now, if you set your mind to it, you could surpass the world.

It was the strength of the will of the one who represented the world in the first place.

“Just like this… … .”

A life with a half-soul born from a half-key.

They are just imitating people through their appearances and memories.

Parents who chose their own death, considering even such a monster as family.

“To get this kind of power… … !”

If so, what is the value of that power?

Is it worth the sacrifice of such parents?

“Ahh! After all, it’s Janus! This orator Ragnar! I was counting on Janus’ success!”

“… … Orator?”

The moment Janus was about to say those words, it was the [orator], orator Ragnar, who appeared as if to block them.

“Were you alive?”

“Yes… … . I was lucky.”

“Surely you are lucky.”

Janus took another wide look around.

[Spoken Singer], the puppet named Remian Sudra could not stand the pouring magic and exploded.

Now, only traces of her were left rolling on the floor.

[Speaking], Rect Damian died of a broken neck without even closing his eyes.

No matter how hard he tried to escape, the beast’s attack that he couldn’t avoid was torn and full of bite marks here and there.

Orator, on the other hand, did not see what could be called a mortal wound except for broken bones here and there and a blanket of dust.

And even that, as a priest, he could heal naturally if he had time.

It survived against [Pulsating Heart], which must have been the most powerful of Salem’s three supernatural magics. I can only say that I was lucky.

“Cheuk!”

“Well? Mr. Janus. The King of Darkness is still alive. What would you like to do?”

Orator asked, looking at Salem, who was coughing up blood but was still breathing.

“Confirm kill… … .”

“no.”

The power of the key has already been recovered.

Since it was a force that was one from the beginning, the key flowed to Janus just because Salem didn’t die and was close to death.

But Salem is a strong enemy.

“How much holy power do you have left?”

“Lord Janus… … ? I can’t believe that I’m trying to save His Highness, the King of Darkness… … !”

If left alive, it would be a clear danger. Even if he couldn’t kill Janus, wouldn’t it be possible to subdue him several times?

This time, he gave it all he could, and on top of that, he used his own cowardice to draw out Salem’s mistakes when he was at his most emotional.

It is right to kill confirmation.

Only Janus knew.

“My father is dying. The possibility of survival at the point where the key is handed over is the same as disappearing. The key sensed that his death was near.”

Salem dies.

It has reached the [Speaker’s Key]. That’s already confirmed.

“but… … .”

“Janus-sama?”

Only then did Orator notice that Janus was looking down at the tower.

He turned his gaze to where Janus was looking.

What I saw there was Oz looking up at the top of the tower.

“indeed! understand! Would it be all right to delay death?”

“Yeah, that’s enough… … .”

Originally, Salem would have been dead when he arrived. But Janus didn’t want that.

He used his cowardice to stab Salem’s weakness. he didn’t win Salem lost.

‘This is a debt.’

Yes, he is in debt.

Therefore, it is right to at least allow parents and children to meet.

“Because that’s the way it is.”

The only thing he can give back, having only stolen and thrown away.

It’s not something you can repeat over and over again, it’s your last chance.

I didn’t want to take that opportunity away.

“Treatment is over! Mr. Janus! Even His Highness, the King of Darkness, will be able to hold out for another 10 minutes!”

“Good work.”

“Now what will you do? Wouldn’t it be dangerous for us, weary and injured, to run into him?”

“under… … !”

At Orator’s worried words, Janus rather snorted.

Objectively, it is dangerous to collide with Oz here.

Even so, Janus was confident. Not an objective force.

“What did he sacrifice?”

“Yes… … ?”

It is a difference of mindset.

“What did he throw away? What did you sacrifice? What risk would you take and do everything for a purpose?”

He did anything for a purpose. If there was something he needed, he took it even if it meant killing him, and if there was anything that dulled him, he cut it off.

What about now?

For his own sake, he even killed Salem, who regarded him as his own child.

So what did Oz sacrifice?

What did you give up and what did you give up?

“Nothing.”

Janus also knows that Oz is working hard. But it’s not just Oz who makes the effort.

That’s why it’s not individual proficiency or the strength of the key that decides the outcome.

It’s a difference in mindset.

“So you’re thinking of taking him down here?”

“No, that’s not it. My purpose is not to defeat Oz.”

Janus’ purpose lies beyond.

Defeating Oz is just a process. It’s obvious that it will interfere with you, so you just have to get rid of it.

“So this is just… … .”

“just?”

Janus decided to throw it away. On the other hand, Oz decided to keep trying.

It’s funny.

If he knew what his purpose was, he would never have dreamed of such an arrogant thought.

“… … There is no particular reason.”

Janus evaded the answer. The truth is, I knew.

I just wanted to vent my anger.

‘It’s not even funny.’

Even though he was the one who killed Salem, he hates Oz for not being able to protect him.

Isn’t it really a matter of resentment?

“… … It’s just a provocation.”

Janus hates lies.

It was indispensable for his plan, but at least he made sure not to lie to himself and to his people.

Because that was the lowest line of faith he had to keep.

As long as he decided to become a god and create a world without deceit, he had to follow the rules.

“I said I won this match.”

But at this moment.

“I’m just saying that… … .”

Janus was the first to attach a lie to his reasons.

* * *

The roof of the tower full of traces of battle.

And at the end of it is a man stained with blood.

“Salem… … .”

I knew.

I’m sure it will be like this, so I have to hurry.

It was to be expected.

Even so, it was late.

Where did I go wrong with my response?

When you agreed to talk to Lena?

No, that’s not it. If it hadn’t been for Lena’s contact in the first place, I wouldn’t have known that Janus was plotting something.

Then, by preserving mana?

Not even that. The number of ＜Undine’s Water Drops＞ I used to open the road was probably more than the amount of mana I usually possessed.

If so, where did I misrepresent?

“Because you weren’t willing to sacrifice anything.”

It was Janus who answered my thoughts.

He was looking down at the tower from a position some distance away from where Salem had fallen.

“I did everything. I mobilized my strength, my colleagues, all. It wasn’t enough, so I sacrificed what I had and cut off what I loved.”

Janus approached me in a tattered state from extreme attrition.

You can win now.

His condition was as devastating as his opponent was Salem.

You can definitely win if you fight.

“Then what did you sacrifice? I sacrificed everything, but did you feel comfortable thinking that you could overcome without sacrificing anything?”

But I couldn’t.

I was able to intuit it by looking at the man’s deafening appearance.

Even if you can win.

“Oz. Can you cut Salem down to kill me here?”

The process can never be easy.

What should take precedence?

Is it the tired-looking Janus in front of you? Or is it Salem that is still alive and seems to be able to be saved?

“… … .”

The enemy is not only Janus.

The power of the ‘outside being’ is much stronger than Janus.

In addition to being a large army, they are equipped with existence equal to Tia.

“… … So you can’t beat me.”

I couldn’t stop him in the end.

The moment I passed him and approached Salem, he said so.

Still, I couldn’t resist.

I understood. It was only then that I found out why Oz couldn’t defeat him.

It wasn’t simply the presence or absence of a key that decided the game.

Nom is a man who has no hesitation in cutting a cow for his generation.

No, he was the one who could cut even the stems for the purpose.

It was natural that Oz, who tried to protect and minimize the damage, could not win.

And that’s me too.

You can’t win in this situation.

“You look deep.”

“… … Seeing you say that, it looks like you still have room. Salem.”

Salem was smiling.

Even though he was dying, he was laughing as if he was enjoying this situation.

『Without reaching anyone’s eyes.』

Okay.

“Because no one pays attention.”

It will be fine.

Isn’t the situation different from before? It was different from when I attacked the World Tree.

I came back with Mana intact. If so, that’s fine.

can be saved I’ve been saving mana for this until now.

『If you have chosen seclusion, turning your eyes away from the world.』

The power of the key seems to have already been stolen by Janus, but Salem is still alive. And if you’re not dead, you can still bring it back to life.

『This little me dares to cross that spot.』

yeah i still don’t have it

A miracle that can reverse the moment.

transcendent divine magic

[Those who challenge divinity]

Transcendence level divine magic that has been used for a long time.

The power to turn the tide of battle.

The threat of Janus has already left, and Mana is intact.

can do.

“uh… … ?”

Yeah, I should have been able to do it.

The light of [Those who challenge the divinity] did not fully permeate Salem.

It was almost exhausting magic, but the light overflowed as if there was a hole somewhere.

“Kuk!”

Okay. It’s still okay. It’s a little bit, but it’s certain that Salem is cured.

If not once, then twice. If not twice, three times.

『Without reaching anyone’s eyes.』

again and again

“Because no one pays attention.”

again and again

“This little me… … .』

Repeat over and over again!

“You fool. If you act in a hurry, aren’t you draining your strength needlessly?”

“It can’t be useless. It can’t be useless… … .”

His body’s mana had long since run out to the point where his eyes were dizzy.

All of the ＜Undine’s Droplets＞ collected so far were also consumed.

He repeated [Those who challenge the divinity] several times, but each time, there was something rather certain.

“… … You will die at this rate.”

Salem cannot be saved.

[Those who challenge the divine] cannot heal his wounds.

Some kind of power, probably the power of the [Key of the Speaker] is blocking it.

Well, it’s a natural thing. There’s no way that meticulous guy would have left Salem without a response.

“I know that even without you explaining it.”

“But how can you be with that expression… … .”

“What can I do? Your expression is so funny that it makes me laugh.”

“What kind of stupid thing are you saying in a situation like this… … .”

no method.

I tried to stop the bleeding, but I couldn’t stop it.

The hand that was trying to block the wound hovers in the air, looking at the place where it was pierced.

Powerless.

The frustration that comes from a situation where you can’t help it even if you’ve done everything and did your best.

Still looking for something I can do.

There must still be some way.

therefore… … .

“I guess this is the first time I’ve seen you cry.”

“What… … ?”

Tears were flowing.

It seems that what I thought my eyes were blurry because I consumed all my mana was actually blurred with tears.

“… … .”

why am i crying

Is there a good reason for the tears I shed?

The situation is different from Baekyang.

Salem’s death was not caused by my misjudgment. Not to mention, he wasn’t even close to me.

Although he is said to have been Ozu’s biological father. It doesn’t matter to me.

I only have memories of being hostile to each other when I first met him and a private conversation we had this time.

Then these tears… … .

“Oz… … .”

It’s clear that someone other than me is spilling it. He’ll still have some memories with Salem.

Maybe that’s why you’re sad.

“Aren’t you also Oz?”

“I… … .”

It’s not Oz.

I was trying to say that.

However, the mouth did not come off at all. I couldn’t say that.

“You are my son.”

If I try to open my mouth, it feels like wails will pour out. I just tried to force my lips shut.

“I… … . I am not your son. I just borrowed… … .”

“no. ‘You’ are my son.”

The words he had barely uttered, Salem sternly brushed them off.

Even in this situation, he seems to think of me as Oz.

In fact, even if he doesn’t want to, it’s right to act that way.

You can tell that much of a lie in front of someone who is about to die.

But why?

what he’s talking about

It felt like it was directed towards me, not towards Oz.

“… … It’s a stupid conclusion.”

“It doesn’t matter if it’s not Oz if you want to.”

“It’s a stupid idea.”

Is that why?

Despite such a hopeless situation, despite such a cold winter coming.

“Even if it’s fake, it doesn’t matter. you don’t exist Even if that soul was just created.”

As if the heart breaks the ice and is looking at the buds that are sprouting.

“You are the most valuable legacy in this world that ‘Seonhwa’ has left me.”

I felt warm.

blood, soul, and body.

many elements of the family.

But as if that wasn’t all there was, Salem reached out to me.

What was left in that hand was an apple-shaped fruit that glowed golden.

“that’s… … .”

Fruit of the World Tree.

Neither magic nor magic. The essence of simple vitality, not strength, that the power of the [Speaker’s Key] cannot reach.

and at this moment. An item with the potential to save him.

I thought I shouldn’t take it.

I thought I should decline. If you get this, you won’t be able to turn it back.

I thought that this should be used to save him now.

But as if pushing it away, Salem passed the fruit into my arms.

“Oz. No, son.”

The moment when he suddenly accepted the fruit due to his strange strength.

Salem said with a serious face.

“Don’t turn back time any longer.”

“What… … .”

“People don’t deny failure. We have to accept it and move on.”

The words that came out of Salem’s mouth could be said to be shocking.

But I didn’t have time to take it.

I hadn’t even thought about it that far.

Right now, the situation right in front of me was more important.

Salem, who was bleeding and dying right in front of his eyes, was more important.

“Those who don’t fail don’t know how to grow. So you feel the failure keenly. You have to learn to rise above it.”

He was speaking to me with a strong act of will.

He said he would not use the fruit of the World Tree. to accept death

so it has been told

“why… … ?”

“I was happy when you said you were looking for the fruit of the World Tree.”

“What are you doing now?! What are you going to do by handing this over to me?!”

Salem continued to push me away from returning the fruit.

From that touch, I could feel a clear intention to refuse.

It was downright sad.

“I thought you were finally preparing for the post-failure.”

Salem, who pushed me away, eventually stood up with a noble figure befitting the name [King of Sorcery].

earth!

His cane touches the ground.

A refreshing sound is heard and pooled tears wet the floor again.

“But at the same time I was thinking this.”

I could feel the flow of mana.

A warm breeze like a breeze, but at the same time an irresistible flow.

“If you needed a fruit that could return. That must mean that something will happen that you cannot prevent with your efforts alone.”

The space-type magic he specializes in spreads behind my back.

I know the magic name. It is evaluated as the most efficient and valuable magic in modern times.

“Then, isn’t this the place to use that item?”

The essence of spatial magic.

advanced magic

[Teleport]

Salem pushed me beyond [Teleport] like that.

I couldn’t resist.

It was a strength that was hard to imagine for a dying person.

No, perhaps it was a force that should be called will.

“So you go through my death. It should be. You have to learn how to do that now.”

The moment he was pushed away by Salem’s hand and thrown over [Teleport].

“Ah, father… … .”

Words that came out inadvertently.

The vague line between Oz and me, which I thought I would never say, is erased.

“Yeah, come to think of it, I never said this to you.”

And Salem said with a smile as if he was satisfied with the word.

“Happy Birthday. son.”