An Angel Lives in the Academy

Episode 21: An Educated Angel (2)

Lusa’s attack was fierce.

When it moves, it moves like an invisible wind, when it strikes, it strikes like a rain shower, and when it raises its defense, it is like a strong mountain, and its speculation is like fire.

‘It’s not a waste of the word ‘Trusted’… … !’

What was even more surprising was that this overwhelming force was, in fact, only a light play against the student.

‘Ugh, I can’t counterattack… … .’

Lusa’s silhouette continues to shake. It was because of the ‘deep forest walk’ of the fairy tactic.

‘It’s hard to recognize. maybe… … .’

People perceive that they are the same person when they see the shape of the head and shoulders. That is why, when viewed at a shooting range or training range, it is simply laid out with a plate that looks like a head and shoulders without any decorations.

Walking in the deep forest is a stepping method that takes advantage of that human habit. The referee had heard that in his previous life.

‘So, this stepping method means that the shape of the head and shoulders are intentionally blurred. Then the real thing is right here… … !’

Paang- The referee’s fist strikes Rusa’s left arm. However, Rusa immediately sheds those fists.

“Did you read the principle of this footwork in an instant? awesome!”

“… It is a coincidence.”

The referee had no choice but to approach Rusa defenselessly according to the clenched fist. It was as if the shape was being embraced by her.

“Caught. little boy.”

“Ugh.”

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Naturally, Lusa did not miss the opportunity.

The caught referee struggled, but the difference in specifications was so large that it was practically meaningless.

“School, Professor… … !”

“Is there a technique called bare hugs in your world?”

The referee had no choice but to struggle under the pressure of the flesh surrounding him.

“Become my direct disciple.”

“Sleep, wait!”

“Is it hard to breathe? If you become my direct disciple other than the others, I will release you. Say it… … !”

‘professor… I think my eyes are back… … ?’

He was a referee who couldn’t understand why a yangban, who seemed like he would die of annoyance when dealing with other students, was only doing this to himself every day. Whether the referee thought so or not, Lusa hugged him tightly once again, with a momentum that would never let him go.

“That’s not the problem!”

It is known that the skin of an elf has a floral scent. And the referee was now smelling the flowers. It’s also so damn dark… … .

“Professor, stop bullying him and deal with me.”

It was only after another challenger arrived that I was able to escape from that embrace.

The challenger’s name is Yumari. A girl who is the head of the entrance exam and is said to have the blood of a noble dragon. Even Russa couldn’t ignore her.

“Ahh. annoying… … .”

But it was inevitable that he immediately lost his enthusiasm. She clapped her hands again in annoyance.

“Why are there so many students?”

So, the lightning fist of the half dragon and the callus-studded fist of the god of war collided with each other. Rusa dealt with her roughly in annoyance, while Yumari hit her with life in every fist.

“Still, your face is worth seeing.”

Yes. Now Yumari was angry.

Only she herself knows why she is so angry.

“Ugh… i die… … .”

The referee crawled out of the ring and collapsed in front of the other students. Then, regardless of gender, the referee handed water, candy, and various snacks.

“Good job referee!”

“Hey, it was really hard.”

In fact, the referee was nothing less than a mascot to the first-year students of the martial arts department. It was nice that he was an angel-like handsome boy, and it was also cool that he always took the lead for the weak.

In addition, most of the first-year students received help from the referee during the entrance exam.

Even the Mutu Department had a pretty close relationship with each other because of the misfortune that the homeroom professor was Rusa. The analogy is a bit strange, but think of a training camp. If you roll hard at the training camp, don’t you quickly become friends with your comrades around you?

So, the first graders of the Mutu Department looked at the referee with a happy expression while lying down and eating sweets.

“Wait, I’ll give it to you this time.”

“Well, you gave it to me earlier. This time it’s my turn.”

“Hey, guys. I’m not a pet… … .”

As time passed, the student who was rescued by the referee earlier bowed his head.

“Reference. thank you.”

“… Wait, you’re hurt here. Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Ah, this… are you okay. Now go to the infirmary… … .”

infirmary? How dare the infirmary stole my precious angelic powers? The referee quickly placed his hand on the swollen area of the injured student.

power activation-

＜Healing the wounds of future heroes is an angelic thing!>

＜You have acquired angelic power.>

The referee felt that coming to the central academy was a good choice every time this happened. Of course, if you are a student at the Central Academy, most of them are dreamers of heroes.

‘This is my guess, but… Perhaps this is the easiest place on earth to earn angel power?’

Anyway, in order to survive the next class well,

Angelic power was essential for the Referee.

So even a little bit of angelic power cannot be taken away from anyone else. cancer.

However, in the eyes of other students, this behavior had to be seen differently. ‘The infirmary is very slow in treatment. Maybe then I won’t be able to attend the next class. And if you can’t keep up with classes, you’ll be paid… … .’

Therefore, it must have been that they used their precious divine power to heal themselves so as not to be paid back. The Mutu Department students rushed to the referee immediately.

“It’s really nice and I fell for it!”

“Aww, it’s cute!”

“Let’s give this sister a hug!”

The referee scrambled and screamed.

“Guys. That, stop!”

The moment the referee was loved by other students like this, there was a bloody battle going on in the ring over there.

It was simply a fist bumping, and a shock wave that would make people stagger came out, and a simple leg bump shattered the ring like pieces of glass.

A bloody battle between a young monster and a grown monster. The students had no choice but to feel a variety of emotions while watching this battle.

After class was over, the students muttered as they cleaned up.

“Fufu, today’s referee was cute too.”

“Have you seen the referee before? He said he looked like an angel, so I was really embarrassed.”

A warm and cozy atmosphere. Naturally, it was only the first-year students who created this kind of atmosphere in the Department of Martial Arts. All the students entering the Department of Martial Arts in the first place are only the best martial artists and assassins who have been raised by the country, institution, guild, or family since childhood.

It was really thanks to the referee that people who have only known combat since childhood were able to create such an atmosphere.

“Oh right. Did you hear that?”

“… They say that the magistrates are swearing at the referee.”

“What? Are those damn sandals crazy? What the hell are you talking about?”

“It is said that only the professors believe in something that has no roots.”

“Wow… They are real dogs.”

They looked around for a moment. The moment the referee confirmed that he had left for the next class… The atmosphere changed in an instant. The warm and warm atmosphere disappeared, revealing the true face of being raised as a weapon and murderer for mankind.

“If the referee makes any modifications… … .”

“Yeah, I know. I’ll see the blood.”

If it was a person without tolerance, the life that would make you urinate was slowly spreading inside the Mutugwan. And the only person who exudes that life most deeply.

“… Just touch it.”

Yumari, who was wiping away the sweat and blood, murmured.

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Next was the swordsmanship class.

This class, in charge of the Department of Swordsmanship, was famous for Park Jin-ho’s direct demonstration. Park Jin-ho, the best superman in Korea, is in charge of the class… … .

The students looked up at the podium with bright eyes.

“Gentlemen! nice to meet! Today, as we announced last time, we will have time to resonate with a sword that matches our attributes! Any superhuman swordsman must use an attribute sword of course!”

Park Jin-ho’s loud voice filled the swordsmanship hall. The students stared intently at him, hiding their tension and exaltation.

“I don’t think there are any students who have entered our academy who don’t know what an attribute sword is and what attributes they have. Isn’t that right?!”

All the students said together, “Yes! That’s right!” exclaimed. Park Jin-ho was also very charismatic.

“Then let’s start right away. assistants. to their respective positions.”

The teaching assistants prepared sword resonance classes in a posture like a soldier. Swords of various colors were placed just below the pedestal, and in front of them were small, light-colored swords.

“What you guys do is simple. Go and grab a sword you can hold. Depending on what kind of sword you hold on to, the professor’s evaluation of the soldiers will change.”

evaluation is at stake.

The students looked nervously at the swords in front of them.

‘Catch a sword that can be grasped?’

The referee barely noticed. Those swords must be magic swords full of mana. It’s a class to hold such a sword and resonate… It’s unbelievably difficult.

‘Attribute Sword… That is, the magic sword… If you don’t have the tolerance, your body will be destroyed immediately. If it’s more serious, your mind will be broken and you will become a madman with a sword… … .’

Among ordinary superhumans, there were many people who ended their lives by picking up a magic sword.

But this is the Central Superman Academy. It is a place where only the best are nurtured, not such frivolous beings. By their standards, of course, they had to do this to be called a cadet. And look at this. As soon as Park Jin-ho finished speaking, they resonated with the swords in front of them.

The referee was honestly worried.

‘Can I survive with my angelic power?’

At that moment, a single white sword came into the referee’s eyes. Unlike swords of other attributes, this sword existed only by itself.

“Assistant teacher.”

“pupil. What’s wrong?”

“Is it possible that you can’t pull out the white black over there?”

Then the teaching assistant said it was ridiculous, but explained with an attitude that he looked after him because he was cute.

“pupil. That’s a similarity sword. As even cadets know, the Holy Sword is classified as the strongest among the elemental swords, and very few people can handle it that much.”

“… May I try?”

“Sacred swords have serious side effects when resonance fails. pupil. It can even lead to death.”

The referee barely put up with what he meant to say, “It’s the same with other magic swords.”

‘Because I somehow passed the Holy Power Room last time.’

Besides, I leveled up in that room. If I asked him to do it again, he probably wouldn’t be able to, but he even came back alive anyway.

The referee made his decision.

“Let’s try.”

“pupil! I understand that a sword has a will, so it’s okay to challenge such a famous sword… That’s stupid!”

The assistant misunderstood that this boy was trying too hard because he wanted to quickly become a strong superhuman swordsman. However, for the referee, he was only challenging himself because he thought the holy sword would be safer than the magic swords.

“Give the military a challenge.”

A voice came from above the podium.

Park Jin-ho nodded and said.

“If you are a superhuman swordsman, of course it is right to challenge a stronger and more dangerous attribute sword. excellent.”

And Park Jin-ho made the same mistake as the teaching assistant.

‘Hey, I think you’re misunderstanding something… … .’

The referee couldn’t help but laugh hehehe. To draw so much attention on only one sword… … .