I Will Take a Break at Academy chapter 56

056. ghost (1)

056. ghost (1)

I came to farm an item with a light heart, but it felt like I was struck by lightning in the dry sky.

‘Why is this bastard here?’

I couldn’t easily accept what had happened.

Obviously, no other events occur in this episode.

It’s just that a D-class mission has degenerated into a B-class mission, and only Ackerman suffered a little.

So, it is absolutely not the timing for ‘Argon’ to appear, who is scheduled to confront Ackerman throughout the story yet.

variable.

A variable occurred at an unexpected moment.

‘Let’s stay calm.’

Judging from the atmosphere that Argon gave off, I didn’t feel any hostility or murder. Glad if you’re lucky.

“Hmm. Can’t you remember me?”

Argon came one step closer.

weird.

There is no sound from footsteps. The sound of stepping on something, the slight movement of a muscle, the sound of breathing.

I didn’t feel any signal from him, which should be felt by a living being.

that’s like,

‘Ghost?’

If I had to explain it, that was it. His body is not here.

“If you don’t remember, let me remind you.”

The guy rolled up his sleeves with his mouth. I only had my right arm because I had one arm cut off.

The animal’s fur that is revealed when the sleeves are rolled up. There was no way I wouldn’t remember seeing that hideous face.

Act 1 boss Deianne’s collaborator, he was a clumsy variable, and he was the one who cut off his arm for the sake of the story and let him live.

I acted as if I remembered it belatedly.

“Why did you come to see me?”

He strained his body so that he could use mana at any time and pull out his sword.

“Whoops. Don’t be nervous. I just want to talk.”

Argon leaned against the pillar and trembled insolently.

He looked relaxed enough to make me wonder if he was the lax and nerdy guy I saw in the first semester.

As if you have become a different person.

‘Rather, that kind of tone and attitude… … .’

okay. His current appearance was very similar to the conspirator ‘Dandelio’.

If the story of the game went as it should without any variables, it would be Dandelio, not Argon.

“Anyway, it seems that the elder man did a good job.”

“… … Well?”

“I went to the old man and asked for it. Show Mr. Aren’s face and send him to the castle because he’ll be back soon.”

‘I was looking for a chance to talk alone.’

The guy added.

Was that why the elder fainted as soon as he saw my face?

I don’t know what he did to the elder, but it wouldn’t have been a normal way to worship the power of the demons.

You seemed to know me, but there was a story like this.

“I gave her a little scare, and she freaked out. Anyway. apologize instead. You must have been surprised by me.”

Argon clicked his tongue and shook his head.

“Stop talking nonsense, talk about the main topic.”

Guess what he’s saying, he’s been waiting to contact me for quite some time.

It was to the extent that I waited for an external mission and even figured out my route.

Stay calm and focus on the conversation.

“Whoop whoop. What’s the point? well, that’s good How have I been since I lost my arm to you, why am I like this… … . Because that doesn’t matter.”

Argon let go of his back and walked back to me.

As I got closer, there was a change in his left eye.

The normal whites were dyed black, and the pupils turned reddish.

‘That’s… … .’

There’s no way I wouldn’t know.

Because it resembles the eyes of the king of lies, Diamon.

As soon as a change occurred in his left eye, his mood changed as if he flipped his palm. The surroundings were full of demons. It was a concentrated demonic energy that could not even breathe properly.

However, the ability [Resist Demonic Energy] of the holy sword at my waist was pushing back the demonic energy.

“Hoo… … You’re fine. Is it because of that sword on your waist? I can feel the disgusting energy that I don’t even want to go near.”

Saying that, Argon stopped walking. It is a sight that is reluctant to approach more than a certain amount.

“… … .”

I waited for an answer His left eye changed, and his behavior seemed a little unstable.

“Ah, yes. Main subject… … sorry. My head is dizzy and I can’t concentrate.”

It seems that he acquired Diamon’s power as planned. Up until this point, it was no different from the game. Even in the game story, Dandelio reappeared like that with black and red eyes.

Its influence will make your mind restless. Besides, like the subordinates of the king of lies, they will try to deceive me with all sorts of deception and lies.

“The main point is this. Aren Blackfire. … … Please sympathize with Diamon-sama’s resurrection.”

Red pupils shone eerily.

That’s not a gentlemanly recommendation.

It was a threat itself.

“Diamon-nim’s resurrection is not far off. This is the fate to come. Join the forces of darkness.”

That sounds like sh*t.

“Diamon-nim is also paying attention to that. You found it quite interesting. To the point of jealousy.”

“Stop the bullsh*t.”

“Hmm. Foolish.”

Argon snorted. He was quite cheeky, and seemed very confident in his own strength. It was the power of the demons, so it was understandable.

“You really have no idea? Are you Blackfire?”

Argon asked, bending his head at a bizarre angle. It was a thoroughly exaggerated performance.

“go away.”

That attitude disgusted me, and I wanted to end the conversation as soon as possible.

“Are you going to keep coming out like that?”

“Don’t hurt your mouth.”

“Well, if words don’t work, there are other ways. Not the way I like it.”

Like the limbs of lies, you immediately violate the saying that you came to talk.

Blood flowed from his left arm.

Black demonic energy rose from Argon’s feet.

Like a guy who received the power of demons, he spewed out a tremendous amount of demonic energy. It’s power is incomparable to that of transplanting the fallen skin.

Margie took the form of a snake and flicked her tongue, savoring my body odor.

“Be obediently his servant. Blackfire.”

Magi’s snake lunged at me, opening its mouth. what if you get hit by that

Most likely, there is a high probability that it will become Diamon’s limb.

There is no avoiding it.

It is already covered in demonic energy on all sides and trapped in a barrier.

Still, I wasn’t afraid at all.

The ‘Purifier’, who had accumulated karma by cutting monsters and drinking their blood hundreds of years ago, was struggling.

pounding.

I put my hand on my waist I can feel the wrath of the holy sword. As Magi grew, the Purifier became more intense.

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When the sword was lightly pulled out, the blade emitted a brilliant light.

The demonic energy that was attacking with terrifying momentum is crushed by the light. The more the sword was pulled out, the stronger the light spread and defeated the darkness.

Not to be outdone by this, Magi inflated the size. The snake soon became a serpent, revealing fangs sharper than swords.

The light started to shine again.

‘huh.’

Yes, let’s see.

I unleashed my sword slowly and unwaveringly in the face of the approaching darkness.

Each time the length of the blade that came out of the scabbard grew longer, the light intensified, exuding a majesty as if an angel of light had descended.

[Divine Storm]

–!

Divinity raged.

The intense light purged demonic energy and created a storm.

In an instant, the divinity flared up and burned the demonic energy that was rooted throughout the area.

Argon also fell down, covering his eyes with both arms as if his eyes were dazzled.

The stupid Magi can’t handle the power of the Sword Saint.

Even Argon, who has received some of Diamon’s power, can’t do anything about me right now.

I brought the holy sword to the neck of the fallen man on the floor.

“… … You are a difficult person as always. Aren.”

Argon looked flustered, but he didn’t lose his bravado.

“Don’t appear in front of me again. Then I will really kill you.”

“Aren’t you going to kill me now?”

“It’s not even real anyway.”

He is a pervert who enjoys deceiving others, befitting the hands of a false king.

I figured out that the guy’s true identity was an alter ego the moment he stepped on the floor. In the first place, he came to contact me, he had no intention of trying to settle the matter or forcibly kidnap me.

“this. did you know It’s not just what Diamon-nim wants. It makes me jealous.”

I wanted to curse at him, but I didn’t want to give Argon even the slightest gap, so I kept my cold eyes.

Argon brushed off his soiled clothes and raised his voice pretending to be relieved.

“Today, I’m just going to leave. But, let’s see how long it lasts. Blackfire.”

Argon tearing his mouth viciously.

Certainly, there is no foolish look like before.

It was a return to the story, so I couldn’t decide whether to call it good or bad.

If there is a difference, it is that he is strangely jealous of me.

Took.

Argon stretched out his hand in the air. The space where the hand was pointing was distorted.

‘Dimensional ability… … .’

He pulled his hand out of the air and threw a strange object.

It was like black, sticky jelly.

“There will come a time when we will need His power. At that time, I will assume that you have a heart to talk to me.”

“What nonsense.”

“Don’t avoid it. Aren Blackfire. It’s your destiny… … .”

Argon turned into black smoke and disappeared before he could finish his words.

“Bastard.”

I picked up the sticky jelly that had fallen on the floor.

At first glance, I thought it would be jelly-like and slippery, but it is subtly elastic and hard.

“It’s a shadow hand.”

A dimensional item made with the authority of Diamon.

If you use this, you can use Diamon’s authority for a while, literally the strongest item.

Instead, he would suffer the misfortune of becoming a subordinate of Diamon.

“… … What should I do with this?”

If it falls here and falls into someone else’s hands, it will be difficult as it is.

It’s only natural to lose one’s life if the wrong person handles it carelessly, and it’s only a matter of seconds for Diamon’s demonic energy to spread throughout this area and turn it into a demonic realm.

There is no other choice.

“Let’s take care of it for now.”

Of course, I have no intention of using this stuff.

However, as long as I know that Diamon is stalking me, the road ahead will not be smooth.

From the moment I fell into this world and the world line was twisted, I thought it was an unavoidable fate.

Variables beget variables.

Think about what you need to do calmly.

Let’s say you are loyal to Diamon.

Well, I don’t know if I really stick to the devil’s side and destroy the world, but I don’t think that’s possible in this game that contains the lesson of good and punishing evil.

Above all, there is the Ackerman breed.

The protagonist wins in the end.

I also want to be on the side of the main character.

Demons are physiologically repulsed.

I will never be on the side of the demons.

‘However… … .’

I have one good idea.

As long as Diamon paid attention to me, it became difficult to entrust everything to Ackerman and say he didn’t know me.

If so, why don’t you use Diamon to help Ackerman?

Pretending to be loyal to Diamon and acting as a spy.

Rather, this side might be able to finish the story faster and take a break.

When Diamon gives Ackerman an ordeal, I clear the difficult section from behind.

However, the tightrope has to be staggering. It’s because I have to prove that I’m acting as a spy, not worshiping the demons.

It won’t be easy, but it’s worth a try.

The positive thing is that Diamon looks good on me. enough to use.

As Argon said, that moment will inevitably come.

‘Of course, it’s just a family.’

It’s not that I’m actually carrying out this plan.

The risk is too great. Because being a subordinate of a demon is a terrible thing.

It’s just a contingency plan. Worth considering when the really unavoidable moment arrives.

No matter what situation comes, there is a hole through which to escape. No need to worry.

If you think about it over time, you may come up with a better plan.

Most importantly, as long as I have a purifier, Diamon can’t do anything to me right now.

‘… … Let’s go back.’

After I pulled out the bricks of the pillar, I took the stat point old book.

Name: Aren Blackfire

Gender: male

Age: 20

Personality: [gloomy] [aristocratic]

Specialty: [Dark Magic] [Black Fire: Spruce] [Descendant of the Sword Saint] [Eye of Mind Lv.2]

Stats: [Strength: 16] [Agility: 13] [Stamina: 14] [Luck: 1]

Power: [65/72]

Fit: 100

Type: Holy Sword

Designation: Purifier

Skill level: 12

Skills: [Magical Resistance] [Holy Storm]

Thanks to the hidden item, strength and agility rose by 1 each.

In addition, when he used [Divine Storm] against Argon, his Holy Sword proficiency increased by 2 points.

‘Gather experience.’

* * *

Back at the campsite, it was almost time for shift.

Seeing that everyone was asleep, it seemed that the commotion hadn’t affected them.

I woke up my next order, Viktor, and closed my eyes.

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Cook Cook.

A stabbing sensation in the side.

Cook Cook.

“Aren.”

Cook Cook.

Tickle. Consciousness returns. It was hazy, but looking at the light coming over my closed eyes, it seemed that the sun had risen.

“Areaen.”

Cook Cook.

This is Siana’s voice.

When I opened my eyes, Cyana was squatting in front of me and poking me with her fingers.

“Oh, Aren! woke up! did you sleep well?”

“… … yes.”

It’s a heart.

You’d be surprised to be that close.

I leaned back a little and got up from my seat.

All of my other friends were also up. It seemed that Shiana was on her last watch, so she woke everyone up.

“Hey, people are coming from down there. It’s just as Aren said!”

“okay… … ?”

It also shows up right away. I looked at the time and it was 7 in the morning.

It’s been quiet all night, so it seems that the sh*t line has been burned quite a bit.

‘Hmm.’

My head hurts thinking about what happened that morning.

Still, the story has to complete the mission perfectly. There’s nothing special about that elder except for hearing my face from Argon.

“Hiding quietly.”

“yes.”

“OK.”

“Nope! I’ll use my magic!”

Cyana smiled and used her magic.

It was magic that made it possible to hear a sound in a confined space from afar.

‘It’s also a scam… … .’

With Cyana, the quest becomes too easy.

I was proud of such Shiana and smiled slightly. Siana also smiled brightly.

A voice echoed in the air, like the principal’s announcement in the classroom.

-Oh, how did it happen… … ? It’s too quiet.

-You go ahead, take a look inside. Is there a body… … Are there any traces of that hideous monster?

– Oh no. why do you do that to me Elder.

– You goyan! So will this old man climb the walls?

A young man’s sigh was heard, and the voice disappeared for a moment. The man seemed to be checking beyond the wall.

“Did you know that humans aren’t beasts either?”

Viktor gritted his teeth. Cain also narrowed his eyes and focused on the voice.

-Come on, elder!

– How did it go! What about the cadets? The monster!

-That, that’s… … Nothing.

-Nothing? What are you talking about!

– Literally. There are no traces. Looking at the traces on the floor, it looks like a fight… … Not sure about that either.

– Such stuffy!

There were footsteps. It seems that the frustrated elder is directly checking.

After a while, the elder’s voice was heard again.

-Is it really not there?

-Ser, shouldn’t we look around the castle?

– Such an idiot. There might still be ghosts in the castle, so why don’t you go and die?

-Then what should I do?

– Kuhm. As of now, nothing has been revealed. Whether the academy cadets were alive or dead, and whether the ghosts had disappeared. Let’s wait until tonight.

-Yes?

-Come back at night and check if there is a sound. If it still makes strange noises, it must be proof that the ghost is alive. Then the academy cadets are also dead.

-After that… … ?

– There is no hope. We have to leave this town too. Otherwise, the ghost’s curse will kill all the villagers… … ! sh*t. That damn baroness!

The sound of a young man spitting.

We were silently listening and holding our breath.

-let’s go. Let’s come check again tonight. If we wait, the academy cadets might come back.

-Geuggh, that nonsense… … Are you coming back tonight?

-then! Don’t keep talking stupid, come with me!

The young man is very afraid.

The elder pretended to be strong, but fundamentally, I felt that he was very reluctant to the existence of ‘ghosts’.

footsteps recede

Cyana also dispelled the magic.

The team members met each other’s eyes.

I wonder what the hell I just heard, the expressions on my face were complicated.

The ghouls aren’t digging graves, they’re making them, and the villagers they trusted are suspicious.

It’s not a D-rank mission that I thought to find a cat, so I’m going to have a good time.

Where should I begin to unravel the tangled thread?

It’s not easy.

“… … What now?”

Victor said that and looked at me. It was the same with Cain and Siana.

For some reason, her eyes were waiting for my instructions. Like someone who expects to come up with great solutions.

Somehow, it felt like I was playing the role of captain. There’s no way. Because that’s part of what I intended.

It’s much better for me to give you the direction, knowing the answer, rather than watching you step on the stone bridge from beginning to end in frustration.

“I need to find a ghost.”

Now it’s time to see the end.

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  1. And I’m dropping this. See y’all in another novel

  2. SenatorArmstrong says:

    Bro…its always like that in these type of novel. I am surprised you took the premise of the MC telling himself “okay im just gonna chill at the back” seriously.

    Every single novel where the MC just wants to let the protagonist all the shit just like the plot of the original story, while he relaxed in the background, will inevitably end up into the “MC helps protagonist cleans up the mess” plot. Because if the MC just decides to really not do anything despite knowing that something is wrong, that would be boring.

    And in this case, the plot has already strayed far from the original since day 1 because the MC, a person who knows how the events will flow, appeared. It is nigh impossible for the plot to stay the way it is originally unless the MC kill himself. Nor is it impossible for the MC to fully cut himself off from the story.

    Imagine 5 lemmings in a maze, and you put a new lemming that already knows how the maze will end. The lemmings will follow the new lemming even if the new lemming doesn’t want to be bothered.

  3. Yuusol says:

    This part feels forced and the MC is OOC.. He often emphasizes that he didn’t want to get involved with the protagonist and let the story flows but now suddenly out of nowhere he decided to do the opposite.

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