26-1. Christmas carols rang out.
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Academy’s playground covered in black fog.
Thanks to Licht’s instructions, I was not attacked by the apostles except for a few. But the enemies came right away.
“The glass wall is broken!!”
“Now. Everyone charge!”
“For the warrior of the battery!”
A group of cultists rushing at the students who are holding their breath.
Weapons, magic, divine power, and spiritism were flying out of sight, but,
“You’re out of luck. The warrior school.”
Support finally arrived. Professor Dennis appeared from somewhere while rotating the three-dimensional magic circle and deflected all the attacks.
“..To use the ability to seize space against a wizard who twists the water attribute and uses it as alcohol.”
He can now freely use teleport magic.
“The basic ‘concept’ of water is volatility.”
An instant fight. The three-dimensional magic circle that grew huge in his hand with a groaning sound. It was blood red.
“Looks like you didn’t listen to our academy’s orientation. Metus.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the magic circle disappeared as if a balloon burst, and the smell of alcohol and grapes spread and drove the black smoke around.
“You can breathe now, gentlemen.”
As explained in the first magic lecture, it made the other person’s ability useless by vaporizing alcohol.
At the same time, the brave warriors who were running were staggering as if they were drunk, and then sat down or collapsed on the ground and began to sleep, probably because sleep soon came.
“Where did you get hurt?”
Except for the students at the academy, the sounds of popping echoed here and there.
The Apostle of Gluttony, watching the situation from afar, doubted his own eyes as he saw the spherical magic circle spinning in the man’s hand.
“How the hell? According to the Demon King, the current Dennis shouldn’t have anything like that…?”
The contents he was ordered to beware of the boy wearing the black knight’s helmet, and Dennis was bound to the central hall, so he was to avoid that place.
How did that blue-haired man with shining white eyes escape the barrier created by the water spirit? The question ran through the apostle’s mind.
“Professor!!”
“Professor Dennis!”
Only then did the students of the academy, breathless, shout at the professor and point at a man who looked like a toad as his fog cleared.
“I know. I’ll have to catch him first!”
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Dennis fired one of the spinning magic circles. A circle-shaped magic circle that flies through the air.
“Ku, kueek.”
As soon as it touched Metus, the Apostle of Gluttony, it turned into a spell that bound him. Chains of waterdrops wrapped around the fat middle-aged body.
“Did you think you could save your life by touching my precious students? The warrior school.”
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Dennis strides toward the captured apostle. There was power in his tone and steps, and he seemed angry.
“..Wait! Wait a minute!! If you kill me, the student who suffered from the nightmare will die..!”
Like a frog caught in the grip of a human, Metus struggles to free itself from its chain, squealing and squealing.
But I couldn’t move, and only dust rose from the floor.
“I have already canceled the status ailments with healing magic.”
It was a ten-year-old who reprimanded the apostle who was trying to shake it up with trivial threats,
“Keukkeuk.. I don’t think that student is like that.”
On the contrary, a toad-like villain pointing at someone with a grinning grin and greasy hands.
“..What?”
“As expected, there was no error in the Demon King’s plan!”
Immediately, the blue-haired man looked back. All the other students who had collapsed got up from their seats and came to their senses.
“Licht, why aren’t you awake?”
“Licht..? Hey, wake up!”
“Mister Helm!!”
Only a student wearing a black knight helmet. Only Richt was showing an unmoving figure. Fine Grancia tried to wake him up by shaking him.
“..No response. Licht.”
Looking at him drooping, Fine’s good eyes made a quick decision. That moment. Hesitating, Dennis’s hand, which was about to deal with the Apostle of Gluttony, went down.
A student whose mana circuit is twisted and unable to heal. Black Knight Licht. Head must have known what he did after entering the academy.
“Now, what are we going to do? You fake who couldn’t even become a perfect hero!!”
The apostle, sensing victory, exclaimed triumphantly.
“You can do it like this. Metus.”
He was shaking his head quickly. The purpose of the dragon’s fraternity was that he would not have been himself in the first place.
Perhaps he was aiming for Licht, who was most likely chosen as a hero.
He is a person who defeated even the Magic Hat and broke through the dungeon that was presumed to have been created by Head. That student couldn’t be a warrior.
“Mardol student. Are you close with Richt-kun?”
I swallowed my saliva. At this rate, everyone will fall victim to Head’s scheme. Maybe he’ll show up soon and wipe this place out.
“..Yes, maybe.”
To twist his calculations, he was forced to make the most unexpected choice. Dennis spoke directly to the princess.
“Then there is something only you can do.”
The daughter of Emperor Locke. She is a person who has the highest amount of mana among people she knows and can affect others just by her contact.
“Go into the nightmare and save Licht-kun.”
“Okay. Professor.”
Looking at her, Dennis asked, and her finesse in her glass armor nodded her head right away.
“Nonsense. Wait, this is different from what I heard..!”
Metus, who had heard about the identity of the Masterpiece in advance, showed a surprised attitude with a shocked expression, but the princess was not shaken.
“..Licht.”
She laid the fallen black knight on his back. She stared intently at the man whose golden wolf eyes looked like a puppet with broken threads.
“What kind of dream are you dreaming about….”
Her eyes narrowed in her helmet, and she had sad eyes as she saw Licht grunting in a cold sweat.
As if looking in a mirror, it was because he knew better than anyone what kind of emotion it was.
Trauma is like a person’s shadow. Everyone has to live with it, but there are also people who have shadows that cover even the light.
If you have lived with such things all your life, your heart will be crushed.
A person who was afraid of fire. Even the burn marks he had seen were in serious condition. Maybe I am experiencing the past in real time.
“..It hurts a lot. But you just have to work a little harder.”
Without Licht, she probably wouldn’t have been able to overcome the trauma of Magic Hat. The card he actually risked his life to get back.
Since her mother, Empress Belingancia, was not being held hostage, the glass knight has been able to show a bit of a bright side lately.
“It will be all right soon. Licht. Just like you saved me before.”
Fine held the sleeping Licht’s hand with both hands and showed a form of prayer. If he had no armor, he would have been mistaken for a priest.
She closed her eyes tightly. This man probably has a very dark past melted into it. She thought that was short, but
“This time I want you.”
It already had nothing to do with Fine. Just like the black knight who did not back down even in front of the demon king.
“..I’ll save you.”
Because she had to become a black rose herself.
***
What comes to mind when you say Christmas?
You may think of carols echoing through the streets, or gray-haired grandfathers wearing red clothes who walk into chimneys and hand out presents.
Someone else will say a snowy sky, and someone else can count a green tree decorated with colorful fairy lights.
But I have a strong memory in my head.
‘This is….’
The snow piled up and the whole world turned white,
“Mom! Santa is always coming tonight, right?”
“Yes, Youngmin. So, should we listen to the doctor today?”
“Yes! Okay!”
Similar to that, a place where children dressed in pure white gather. The children’s ward where I was in reality.
‘I was attacked by the Apostle of Gluttony.’
I spread my palms and looked down. Reduced body size and hand size. In a desperate moment in the past, I was back again.
“…”
I open my mouth but no words come out. The past is the past, unchanging wounds and facts cannot be changed.
Because this is my past before I was possessed by the game.
It is the ability to embody the opponent’s trauma as it is. Unlike Servi’s time, I didn’t have a sword, and even if I tried to bite my tongue, it didn’t work.
Nothing moved according to my will. I had to tell them to run away quickly, but it was impossible.
‘I was discharged tomorrow.’
There was nothing I could do, so I started thinking about my hair as much as possible.
I was sorting out the broken fragments that remained in my memory, like opening and rewinding a book.
I was hospitalized after colliding with a car while riding my bicycle. My father, a firefighter, was busy and couldn’t be around me all the time.
Now, in the evening, a fire broke out, and I woke up in the middle of the night and escaped by the hands of hospital officials.
‘..After hearing the screams of a child asking for help, I run back into the place.’
I wanted to close my eyes tightly. I felt like I was going crazy in a world where only my consciousness was sane.
“Soohyun hyung! Aren’t you looking forward to Santa Claus today?”
A child in the same hospital room who smiles without knowing the future. Looking at the boy, I felt despair.
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