49. Red Church (1)
Friday.
It was the day the written test at Iroas Academy began.
It was also the day when the 3rd and 4th grade transfer students were away.
It was the usual Iroas Academy schedule. This is because there are theory classes for the 3rd and 4th graders, but there is no written test.
The 3rd and 4th graders had a full schedule of actual exams to inspire their motivation for actual combat.
This means that half of Iroas Academy has emptied the academy.
No, even the cadets were more than half of them if we counted them all.
It was true that, on average, the higher the grade, the stronger the power.
And the Red Church, a group of villains, was waiting for a day like this.
A dim darkroom.
And a bright red round table.
The Red Church.
“The academy’s professor, who worked hard a year ago, decided to participate.”
“The monster summoning circle has been infiltrated and drawn in advance. All it takes is blood and sacrifices to activate it.”
“There are cadets that must be killed with the highest priority. The first is Rachel Walker. She is the strongest sophomore and is considered to have the most talent among the cadets in the magic class.”
“And the second is this cadet. Lee Do-jin. I am a freshman freshman this year. I killed a New Human Society executive by myself. I won the overwhelming first place in the mock dungeon exam. I have no hesitation in dealing with the villains. As time goes by, it will become a terrifying entity, and it must be killed now, when it has yet to develop its talents.”
“You have to keep that in mind.”
Church members in dark red coats were sitting at a round table.
A common red stigma was etched in the center of the foreheads of all church members.
The man who sat in the middle of the round table continued her words.
“To prevent humans from climbing the tower. That is our mission.”
Mission.
“And killing the buds of the academy before they fully bloom will be a great help to our cause.”
Surprisingly, the Red Church was aware of the tower’s existence.
And I was trying to stop him from climbing the tower.
“That is the will of our mother, Hexast.”
Reach the 100th floor of the tower.
To end the Tower and prevent humanity from ending Cataclysm.
That was the mission of the demons who came to the present world through the dungeon.
***
Class 1 of the Faculty of Magic in the 2nd year.
American cadet Rachel Walker had her long blond hair tied back into a ponytail.
Rachel Walker was a sorceress who was rated as number one in the sophomore magic department.
In fact, when she included her talent, she was rated as number one among all wizard class students, not the second year magic department.
Golden generation.
Cecilia, the Vice President of the Academy, considers 4 geniuses among geniuses.
Rachel Walker was one of them.
Rachel quickly glanced over her handwritten notes with her blue eyes. This was the last check before the exam.
Drreuk-
I heard the door open and the professor came in. In the eyes of Rachel and the other Faculty of Magic students, he was a very familiar professor.
Professor Un Hyeong-cheol, a magician who achieved the 7th circle and an authority on brain magic.
A neat face with gray hair and horn-rimmed glasses.
Rachel stared at him.
Unsuitable for that mage, the ex-hunter who was called ‘Thunderbolt’ always had a dark expression.
No, I would say expressionless without any emotion.
But today, he was making a face that I couldn’t understand.
Professor Un Hyeong-cheol went up to the podium.
“Everybody take their seats.”
At Un Hyeong-cheol’s words, the students who had gathered in groups of threes and fives returned to their seats.
Unhyeongcheol took something out of his pocket and held it. It was a circular sphere machine.
Un Hyeong-cheol put a circular sphere on the floor.
Rachel looked closely at the machine, but couldn’t figure out what it was.
Professor Un Hyeong-cheol flicked his index finger. A breeze blew in the classroom.
Ta-dang!
All the windows were closed at once.
“There is no exam today.”
A question arose in the eyes of the students at Un Hyeong-cheol’s words.
“Yes?”
“What do you mean, Professor?”
A natural question.
Woon Hyeong-cheol opened his mouth again after looking at the faces of the cadets.
“No, this could also be a test.”
A blue thunderbolt wriggled in Un Hyeong-cheol’s hand.
“It is a test of survival. From now on, face my attacks and survive.”
Kwareung!
A single bolt of lightning fell from the ceiling.
And the lightning bolt fell right on the top of a male cadet’s head.
“…What?”
The smell of burning meat filled the classroom.
The blue glow faded, and only then did the cadets witness the devastation created by the falling lightning with their own eyes.
Suddenly cast thunderbolt magic. He was killed instantly by that blow.
“Quaaah!”
“aaagh!”
Screams cover the classroom. The cadets who could remain calm in such an unexpected situation were one of the few in the second year.
It was usually from the third year that I had a lot of practical experience.
“Quiet.”
Only one female cadet was standing.
It was Rachel Walker.
Korean words from the mouth of an American. But there was no discomfort at all.
A voice that will not express displeasure no matter who hears it. Rather, it was a beautiful voice that made me look back with curiosity as to who was making this voice.
“Professor Un Hyeong-cheol. I can feel demonic energy from you.”
Professor Un Hyeong-cheol widened his eyes as if he was quite surprised by those words.
As if he was wondering how he noticed that.
Rachel’s voice continued.
“Do not be virtuous.”
“…….”
Academy cadets opened their eyes and mouths wide when they saw Rachel looking for ‘virtue’ in this situation. It was a quiet surprise.
Professor Un Hyeong-cheol opened his mouth slowly.
“Is that…a Walker family trait?”
The Walker family.
It was a prestigious American hunter family.
Because the bloodlines of the Walkers were all strong, all sorts of rumors abounded.
“What is the characteristic? It was just an artifact. Professor Un Hyeong-cheol. Did you even join hands with the Red Church?”
“You also have excellent reasoning skills. That’s right. You became a member of the Red Church.”
“Not virtuous.”
The Red Church.
It was one of the villain groups like the New Humanity Society, and it was rumored that the leader was a demon.
“If you are blocked by demonic energy, you will lose your own will power. If a wizard loses his sense of self, he will become nothing.”
Rachel couldn’t even say a word of honor anymore.
“That’s why you’re doing this crazy thing. Become a cult dog.”
Unhyeongcheol’s brow crumpled.
“I haven’t lost my sense of self. I’m fed up with the pointless playing of professors. I’ve only gained a bit of realization from the denomination I visited in this unchanging world. To spread that realization to the world…”
“That’s why you lost your sense of self. From the moment a magician draws a spell, only his fingertips. Trust only your judgment—”
A red thunderbolt rose from Rachel’s hand.
“These are my father’s words. Sorceress Hosoin.”
Rachel’s father, Brian Walker, was one of the greatest wizards in the world.
Hyungcheol Un’s face, whose pride was completely scratched, was completely hardened.
“Now I’m starting to wonder. Rachel, I don’t think your skills were as great as that mouth.”
Blue lightning flashed through Yun Hyeong-cheol’s hands.
“Despair, be frustrated by your inability to protect anyone.”
Qua gua gua and guac!
Seventeen strands of lightning struck simultaneously.
However, the red waves overflowed and completely blocked the descent of the lightning.
And then, the blue lightning of the clouded iron penetrated both of Rachel’s hands. It was a painting that bites stem after stem, as if it were retrieved by the original owner.
Unhyeongcheol’s eyes were stained with astonishment.
Rachel Walker’s blonde hair was flying. A bluer light flashed in her blue eyes.
Stair-shaped lecture room.
Rachel’s eyes, standing at the back end of the classroom, were forced to look down at Unhyeong-cheol on the podium, even if she didn’t want to.
“Professor.”
Woon Hyeong-cheol was overwhelmed by Rachel’s lofty gaze looking down at him.
I can’t do that.
That shouldn’t be the case.
That lofty location. That angle of Rachel looking down on her didn’t feel out of place at all.
“Despair, your vain delusion will never come true.”
The cadets of the Faculty of Magic swallowed their saliva.
It sounded like a famous line in history as the line filled with middle school 2 disease came out of Rachel’s lips with her voice.
Rachel threw her collected thunderbolts at her luck. An electric current drew a curve and fell on Hyeong-cheol in the form of dozens of whips.
***
“Ugh, I memorized it, but I decided to cram too much.”
Baek Hwa-yeon roughly grabbed light pink hair with both hands.
“My hair is damaged.”
Lee Do-jin grabbed her trembling hands and put them under her.
“…Did you study, Do-jin?”
“Oh, Chan hyung’s explanation was very helpful.”
Today’s test is a lecture on dungeon exploration.
Fortunately, I felt like I could easily pass 60 points.
Once today passes, it’s another weekend. I was given another time to review the written exams on Monday and Tuesday of the following week.
“Ha, I wish I didn’t sleep on Wednesday.”
The door to Class 1 is open.
A male professor and female assistant walked in.
“Please hand out the test papers.”
Despite the professor’s words, the assistant just put the bundle of test papers on the desk on the podium and did not move his feet.
“Teacher Jin?”
The professor tilted his head.
The assistant with long hair pulled out something very thin. It was a needle.
A bright smile appeared on the TA’s face.
“I will go to my mother’s arms.”
f*ck-
A needle pricked her index finger.
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Doo-wook!
A drop of blood fell onto the podium.
The circular bloody magic circle burst into light.
A grotesque monster’s mouth protruded from the magic circle. It was the mouth of a monstrous creature. The teaching assistant’s body began to be chewed and splattered with blood.
Damn it! Enemy!
Blood flowed down the cracks of countless teeth.
At the time the female assistant’s body was recognized as flesh, not flesh, the body of the monster came up on top of the magic circle. It was a black monster approaching 4 meters tall.
Twelve huge eyes opened at the same time.
The lifeblood rising from the beast’s body was enough to shrink the minds and bodies of all combat class 1st class members.
“What is that?”
Except for one cadet.
Someone muttered nonchalantly and grabbed a wooden sword.