An Angel Lives in the Academy

Episode 28: The Angel Who Draws the Holy Sword (5)

What is your identity?

The sentence itself was short, but it was also a question with a lot of content. no way… no way… … .

‘no way… Are you noticing that my race is not human?’

It was the referee who realized that the situation had taken an unexpected turn. Maybe he didn’t find out that he was an angel who fell to the ground, right? If caught, they will be dragged along with the mysterious energy of angelic power as a research object.

Such a thing should have been avoided.

“What am I? My parents weren’t from another country, they weren’t of different races, they were just Koreans. It’s real.”

Anyway, this was the best answer. Because it was a fact that the referee’s parents in his previous life were human and Korean.

Of course, having such parents leads to the conclusion that the referee is also an ordinary human being. This is the logic angel referee’s answer.

And of course… … .

The beads remained white.

Because it wasn’t a lie.

“Hmm. I’m not asking that. More specifically… I am curious about your past.”

it’s the past

Why the hell are you asking that?

The referee roughly predicted Rebecca’s intentions.

‘… Now Rebecca sees me as such a pure, heavenly belief in that divine power user. So I’m going to ask about my identity and ask about my past again. Maybe he’s trying to prove that I’m full of faith by answering like that.’

So, the referee had to show that his trust is now worn out and that if he can’t draw the holy sword, even if he gets punished, his heart won’t be hurt.

Then I have to tell you about the past.

‘My past… … .’

Of course it’s private, so I don’t want to talk about it.

Besides, the referee’s past… … .

‘Is there really only one way to say it… I hate to say… … .’

In the end, the boy hesitated to talk about his past. It was Professor Rebecca who spoke first.

“It is not fair for you to tell the past. I understand.”

She slowly recalled the past.

“Then let me tell you about my past first.”

The initial contents were as the referee knew. Rebecca, a saint in another world, was born in the countryside of the Empire and works as a nun in the cathedral because of her tremendous divine power. And gradually build up achievements and eventually rise to the position of being called a saint.

“And the demon king’s invasion began.”

After the Demon King’s invasion begins, Rebecca does everything she can as a saint. The divine power was more dangerous than any other mana, and even though the divine power continued to eat away at her body, Rebecca did not rest for a single moment.

“But that was not enough.”

However, Rebecca’s efforts alone could not prevent the collapse of the empire. And just like any civilization in the world, right before it was destroyed, it was engulfed in madness.

So did the Empire.

“People wanted a warrior who drew the holy sword to appear. I really wanted it like crazy.”

In their madness, they hoped for a hero to appear. I desperately hoped that a warrior who could draw the holy sword would appear.

So I did everything I could.

Rebecca revealed the deep burn wounds she had hidden behind her nun’s robes.

“It is the price of being punished. After my failure, my mother, my younger brother, and my unspeakable younger sister were burned to death one after another, one after the other, because she conceived me.”

Rebecca muttered as if possessed by something.

“Ah, I really don’t want to see something like that ever again. Even my enemies will never see them like that again… … .”

It was such a sad story that the referee who was listening to it was painful. But Rebecca continued speaking with a calm expression.

“So I don’t believe in anything anymore.”

Then he smiled softly and grabbed the referee’s shoulder.

“And I will never use my divine power for people again.”

Somewhat twisted laughter.

There was a hint of madness in her face.

“never.”

After hearing all these words, the referee felt something strange. I got a feeling intuitively. I feel like I’m making a huge mistake.

‘Wait, this story doesn’t match.’

Obviously, Rebecca said, ‘Ah, I really don’t want to see something like that again. Even my enemies will never see them like that again… … .’ said

Then, the speculation that the reason Rebecca arbitrarily opened the door to the sanctuary at the time of her previous life is ‘to watch the moon cats fail to draw the holy sword’ is not correct.

Then why did you open the door to the sanctuary?

‘I see. It wasn’t Rebecca’s will to open the door, it was the other professors’ will. Perhaps the dean or vice-dean Jinho Park… … .’

Why did the other professors instruct Rebecca to open the door to the sanctuary? What if the moon cats succeed in stealing the real holy sword?

‘As expected last time… No matter how genius Soya is, there’s no way Klein wouldn’t notice when she opened the gate inside the central academy. Besides, no matter how good the moon cats are, they can’t beat the intelligence power of the central academy. It must be said that all of this operation has already been discovered.’

This was a guess last time.

then… … .

A simple conclusion could be drawn.

‘This is a trap. The professors think that the moon cats under the demon king’s curse will of course be corrupted, so they intend to annihilate all of them this time.’

Perhaps, considering the brutality of the professors, the whole of Gumyo Fortress… … .

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Now it made sense The fact that those self-respecting moon cats went under the demon king who cursed them as soon as the operation failed… Why did Hong-wol from his previous life hate Central Academy? … .

‘It was the professors, not the moon cats, that really failed the operation! The professors succeeded in killing the chieftain Jeokwol and the elders, but… Because I couldn’t kill Hong-wol in the end.’

Hong-wol probably survived because he did not participate in the operation to steal the holy sword. Why didn’t you participate? Had he suffered any injuries?

From NovelNext.com

Now, it was a story that I had no way of knowing.

‘However, in this timeline, Hong-wol has entered the Central Academy at all, and therefore, of course, she is participating at the forefront of this operation now.’

Then Hong-wol dies at the hands of the professors. Moreover, the soya involved will not be safe. Moreover, when Hong-wol, the blood of the chieftain, dies, Gumyo Fortress ends.

Hundreds of thousands of people living there are also slaughtered.

＜It is your duty as an angel to make the creation alive.>

The referee had an obligation to block.

“… I’ll just go.”

There was no reason to be here anymore.

The door must already be open.

the door to death.

“Where are you going? Didn’t you need my key?”

“The door to the sanctuary is already open.”

“It’s pretty good too. Are you already aware of our professors’ plans?”

However, Professor Rebecca’s visit did not take place.

“professor!”

“You haven’t told the past yet.”

“professor! Please open it!”

“Why do I have to open it? If I open the door, you will burn to death like my little brother with that stupid belief.”

This is what Professor Rebecca said, ‘I’m like that… I will never see you again.’ was the real meaning of It was said that even if the professors took the risk of failure, they would not see the referee burning while drawing the holy sword.

Rebecca reached out.

Then he grabbed the referee’s hand.

“Reference. Do not go.”

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No matter what I do, the door won’t open.

‘Soya… Hong moon… … !’

And the view is getting more and more blurred.

The boy stopped crying and turned around.

There was no further hesitation.

“My past is similar to that of the professor.”

“… yes?”

“me too… I once longed for a hero to come down.”

The referee slowly talked about his past. The story of a time when the referee had black hair and knew nothing about the central academy or the angelic calendar.

“Do you know the concept of an illegitimate child?”

“… yes.”

“I was the illegitimate son of a rich man called a chaebol.”

It is painful.

It’s really painful to talk like this.

However… … .

“The master treated my mother as a toy, not a human being. Then what do I do? A byproduct of playing with toys. being nothing… … .”

At that time, it is really difficult to bring back those memories. However… … .

“Still, my mother and I believed in him. Someday… … .”

Someday… … .

I hope we can become an ordinary family.

The little boy had such a belief.

“Then, in the end, something happened.”

“Incident?”

“Yes, I don’t know how many years you have lived in Korea, but chaebol families marry each other. like a nobleman The time has come for the master to have to marry like that for his own power and wealth.”

The referee closed his eyes and muttered.

“The master tried to get rid of the toys left before the wedding. I don’t know what’s going to happen if I leave it alone.”

The next story was the same as the nightmare the referee always had.

A mother hurriedly hides the boy under the sofa, quarreling and screaming. She does not tell where her son has gone until the very end.

A boy prayed to the sky dozens or hundreds of times. Please save my mother.

And I waited for the hero I saw in the cartoon movie. Please defeat those villains.

But that prayer did not reach heaven.

The room becomes quiet… … .

There was a small crack through which the light came in, and blood flowed through it. A boy who tried to hold back his tears with all his might, the boy could not sleep peacefully again.

“Can you believe me now? That I don’t have the heart to be hurt anymore? That I believe in nothing?”

‘Yeah, to save those children, this past… I’ll tell you how many times.’

＜It is an angelic thing to endure pain to save people!>

＜You have acquired angelic power.>

And the beads were still white.

Rebecca mumbled in surprise.

“After all, you are just like me.”

Tears welled up in Rebecca’s eyes.

“Then why are you… Are you trying to draw a holy sword? Why do you say that you don’t believe in anything and that you’re disappointed in this world like me!?”

“I can’t wait any longer.”

“… what?”

The referee turned around and said.

“A warrior.”

The referee vowed not to read fantasy novels. Because I don’t want to hold hope for a hero who looks like something out of a fantasy novel anymore.

The referee no longer believed in the hero chosen by Heaven. What he believes is… … .

‘If heaven doesn’t send down a hero… I will raise a warrior with my own hands. That’s me, the guardian angel of the warriors… It’s the referee.’

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The tightly closed door opened. In the end, Professor Rebecca decided to send a referee.

She couldn’t help but ponder the boy’s words.

‘I can’t wait any longer… a warrior… So you’re saying you’re going to make sacrifices on behalf of the hero… … .’

Of course it was an illusion.

That’s not what the boy meant.

“too… such a nice kid… I vowed never to use my divine power again… … .”

Rebecca bowed her head.

“If that’s the case, I have no choice but to protect you… … !”

Eventually, Rebecca couldn’t stop crying. It was the first time I shed tears in ten years.