Became an Academy Self-Inflicted Blackmailer

13 – Admission Success (5)

On the surface, there was nothing special about the academy’s basement.

There is definitely space. Even if you don’t see it directly, you have a lot of ability to know that the ‘bottom’ of the campus is empty.

But the academy, to be precise, the gold dragon. It was confirmed that there was nothing in the basement of the academy’s main building.

With a firm attitude that he will no longer listen to anything related to it.

I had no choice but to win.

Perhaps anyone felt that way.

The Empire, the Holy Church, and at least ordinary citizens living in the city near the academy.

The idea that the gold dragon seemed to be hiding something came naturally to me.

The branch of imagination was constantly extended, and unfounded hypotheses used to be consumed as stories in back alley taverns.

Of course, that was just an ordinary urban legend. Although it could be used as an interesting conversation piece, the question did not develop into doubt and suspicion.

This is because all places in the academy were the territory of the slayer dragon, Tsumei.

Unless she gives permission, she can’t use her powers beyond even in the academy.

Unless you really intend to wage war on the dragon.

So directly inspecting the basement of the academy was an impossible plan.

You can have suspicions that there seems to be something, but there is no way to turn your feelings into confirmation.

The Empire was displeased with the half-confiscated form of their lands.

It is the most powerful country on the continent. If it doesn’t hurt your pride, that would be a strange thing.

However, the imperial family chose to acquiesce to the end.

Simply put, I didn’t dare to think of protesting against a dragon that was nothing short of a living scourge.

Why fight a dragon when you have nothing to gain?

Even if the empire’s power is poured into subduing the dragon, all that remains is one academy site.

The land was not worth it.

Perhaps the imperial family thought so.

Anyway, it was hundreds of years ago that dragons took control of the academy and its surroundings, so it would be better to hand it over neatly and not touch it at all than worrying about it now.

Is the word coexistence for nothing?

If the gold dragons didn’t touch the empire first, they also had no reason to provoke the monsters.

Moreover, the academy itself is a yard that has become the core of the continent in the present age.

For some reason, Gold Dragon also sincerely took part in teaching talented people.

You can’t cut a goose’s belly, which has a positive effect, just because you’re a little reluctant.

That’s why.

The Empire and the Imperial Family don’t bother digging deep into the academy’s basement.

…… The Holy Church was different.

They knew little more than the Empire.

Under the ground of the academy, not knowing what the gold dragon hid in the underground space, the emperor sent her saintess to the academy.

It’s for containment. Is to monitor

And, if possible. It was to destroy ‘it’.

At fault-

‘…… It’s bullsh*t, that’s right.’

After the entrance ceremony, Beatrice, who had been looking around the academy without being noticed by others, arrived in front of the tower of the dormitory not too late.

All the other students are in the dormitory, but if you don’t return alone, it’ll look weird as it is.

Fortunately, reconnaissance didn’t take long.

I probably won’t get any suspicious glances.

‘I wish it wasn’t because the reason was that I couldn’t even access the entrance to the basement.’

Beatrice recalled that thought with a displeased expression on her face.

I didn’t expect to be able to go into the depths from the first day, but I didn’t expect to come back without even touching it.

It was rather helpless than disappointment. It is a frustration that comes from not being able to find a way, thinking that we have to somehow penetrate that place in the future.

It wasn’t that the security was tight. On the contrary, I was surprised that it was not so popular.

…… The problem wasn’t with manpower.

Beatrice remembered him.

It was when he succeeded in tracking the underground space using divine power.

-This is…….

She couldn’t help but open her eyes wide.

Despite the fact that the magic must have been inscribed by the dragon she hated, she genuinely admired it as a sorcerer.

A single magic circle tightly covers the entrance.

It was absolutely beautiful. At the same time, it was an extremely frightening spell.

If she entered her carelessly without thinking, at that moment Beatrice’s lifeline would fall into her caster’s grasp. She instinctively recognized the danger.

– Ha, crazy.

It was a situation where I couldn’t help but laugh. She spat out rather harsh words, and at that time Beatrice had almost distorted her impression.

In the world, how important was ‘that sword’, and how did they brazenly construct such a dangerous spell?

As expected, a dragon was a dragon.

A race that deserves to be cursed, they must disappear into the dark side of history.

Beatrice thought so sincerely.

“…… Whoa.”

Waking up from her thoughts, Beatrice shook her head left and right.

There is no point in thinking about it right now anyway. She had no way of penetrating the underground, which meant she couldn’t break the demonic sword.

‘Let’s go slowly.’

The entrance ceremony has just ended. Her academy life still had a long way to go, so there was no need to be impatient.

You just have to do what you can do step by step.

Even if it meant risking her saintly name and bowing her head to the grounds of her nemesis.

“…… Yes?”

It was about that time that Beatrice’s golden eyes turned in one direction.

Should I say it has a unique appearance? Anyway, the impressive silver hair caught her eye.

‘That person must be… ….’

Beatrice knew the boy. She

She couldn’t help but know.

After the entrance ceremony, he was by far the most talked about person.

In a good way or a bad way, either way.

Beatrice was no different.

The saintess of innocence was clearly conscious of the boy named Dante.

Of course, that ritual wasn’t meant to be used only in a relationship between a man and a woman.

It’s rather the opposite.

Like other students, upperclassmen, and staff, Beatrice suspected Dante’s inadequacy. If it’s natural, it’s natural.

Isn’t it? He is a person who has not been able to prove anything.

To put it a little vulgarly, a nameless, exceptionally unheard-of student.

Even if it wasn’t like backdoor dealings, which is one of the many mainstream opinions of students, Beatrice was considering the close relationship between Dante and Tsumei.

It was also an unusual move.

Aside from the sudden intrusion of the entrance ceremony, the fact that Helena acknowledged him as the fourth exception in that situation gave the students a series of embarrassments.

If there was a corner where Beatrice went a little further than the other students, it would be the part where she discovered the appearance of the ‘slayer dragon’ that was giving instructions to Helena at the time.

Even in the midst of the tumult, Beatrice recognized Tsumei’s vague sign. It was said that he noticed the existence of the upper layer.

She saw Tsumei’s complex and subtle expression. She remembered those eyes.

It was such an impressive figure that she still couldn’t erase it from her mind.

How could ‘that’ gold dragon show such a colorful expression?

It was difficult for Beatrice to easily accept the foreign sight.

So he naturally became convinced.

Gold Dragon and ‘Dante’, an exceptional student.

That there must be some kind of connection between the two.

Beatrice’s expression sank quite coldly.

Jeobuck, Jeobuck-

Take a step. From that point on, Beatrice never took his eyes off Dante.

The next thought that came to mind was a little different.

‘Aria Ten.’

One word muttered inside is someone’s name.

One of the three exceptions, that was the granddaughter of the Sword Master.

The successor of a being who reached the realm of myth with a human body.

She also proved her own powerlessness.

She proved that she did not become an exception because of her grandfather’s prestige.

‘Greesha Pinier.’

The next is the eldest son of a famous spearman.

He was recognized by Shinchang. As the next head of the Finnear family, one of the greatest families in the empire, he deserved a special exception, even if he put aside his personal dislikes.

‘…… Finally me.’

Being a saint of the church is a name that is not taken lightly.

Born with divine power like that of the great sea, she was the chosen apostle of God.

In fact, the fact that a saintess entered the academy itself was unprecedented.

‘I’m not saying that I’m going to have a sense of privilege with something like that.’

Beatrice slightly frowned at her beautiful arms.

I am not claiming privilege.

It is not our intention to show off our differentiated position.

‘I don’t need anything else.’

She was just trying to think about the status of this ‘special case’ again.

And the conclusion that came after that thought was simple.

As expected, compared to the other three, that silver-haired boy lacks a lot.

Beatrice’s eyes sharpened once more.

…… No matter how well you try to look at it, you can’t become a special admission student with that body that ‘can’t feel a handful of mana’. That was impossible

‘I need to find out.’

“Wait a minute.”

Beatrice summoned Dante and stopped him.

What does this boy mean to the extinct dragon?

What kind of boy could this boy be, that the owner of such a thorough personality showed such a gap?

Beatrice wanted to know.

Approaching, she naturally carries on a conversation and extracts information.

It was the first method she thought of.

‘…… Mmm.’

Soon she scrapped the plan. Because she knew

That she herself doesn’t have the ability to gently coax her opponent.

So she screamed and saw.

Shuuk!

Quaang!!!

She lightly stretched out her leg, just blocking Dante’s movements and watching.

Beatrice’s innocent eyes shimmered in the light from inside the tower.

“Can I talk to you for a minute?”

*****

I was dazed for a moment, but soon I had no choice but to come to my senses because I was dumbfounded.

At the sound of the fluttering of her skirt, she looked at her white legs and quickly raised her gaze.

“…… It’s the first time I’ve ever had a wall that wasn’t so romantic.”

“Yes?”

“No, nothing.”

Beatrice raised her eyebrows at my self-talk.

So, saintess.

I shook her head at her, saying it was no big deal, and then I tried to roll her head as fast as she could.

Beatrice Louise.

She came here to beware of the so-called ‘Flugel’s Demonic Sword’ sleeping in the underground space of the academy. It was such a setup.

Flugel’s demonic sword.

It was a key device that penetrated the first episode of the main story, and it was one of the few ego weapons and 5-star weapons in the world.

In a way, it could be said to be the seed of disaster.

Actually, I think that would be the very first barrier I have to block.

If this first episode goes wrong, the academy and the Holy Church will become hostile to each other (bad ending).

I didn’t want to see two giant powers biting each other and fighting when the game became a reality.

I also don’t want a future where two charming characters, Tsumei and Beatrice, face each other.

Beatrice trying to destroy the demonic sword somehow, and Tsumei trying to protect it somehow.

I understood all of the conflicting positions of the two characters.

‘Actually, it was a difference of opinion that I couldn’t help but understand as I followed the story.’

However, that’s just a story I know alone.

A conflict that can never be resolved finely if left alone.

Is the main story the main story for nothing?

If the player doesn’t intervene, it’s bound to go in a bad direction anyway.

The world was designed that way.

Yeah, it’s a game.

‘…… Then what should I do now?’

What is the best move I can choose now?

As with other playable characters, is it better to slowly build up your strength first and intervene in the episode at the right time?

Is that really the way that suits ‘Dante’?

No, beyond hanging out, can we really communicate?

“… ….”

I didn’t know.

I wasn’t a normal playable character now. I am the current me who fell into this world in the body of a new job, the person with special abilities, Dante.

There is no way you can see right through the first try what kind of move is the most ideal attack route.

The only thing I need to know is that at this point, I had a relationship with Tsumei, like it or not.

If there are elements that can be used, that’s it.

‘Mmm… ….’

Roll your head. Over and over again.

I did my best to find a way.

For a short period of time, Beatrice passed the time without noticing any oddities.

And soon, just as she was about to tilt her head slightly at an answer that didn’t come back.

“I see. My relationship with the dean.”

With a very meaningful smile on my lips, I looked directly at Beatrice’s golden eyes.

“It’s not anyone else, but since the saintess asked the question herself, I should answer it. All right.”

The space between her eyebrows narrows slightly.

So, my smile couldn’t help but get a little thicker.

One of my favorite game characters is standing in front of me with such realistic expressions and emotions in a world that has now become reality.

‘Honestly, how can I put up with this?’

It was to the point where I even thought that this was a fairly successful possession, so I said it all.

I smiled and added a word in a voice that would probably be quite annoying to the other person.

“I am very close with the dean. Would you say we’re close friends?”

Somehow, it seems that he started telling lies that he couldn’t handle without changing a single expression, but hey. That’s pretty good.

Because right now, my brain is already saturated with one crazy plan that popped up just a moment ago.

“…… Close friends, between?”

At that point, Beatrice muttered in a low voice as if pondering my words.

A very slight hostility begins to appear in her eyes.

“Yes!”

However, I just nodded briskly as if I hadn’t noticed anything like that.

“We are f*cking close.”

“…… Her!”

A sinew sprouted from Beatrice’s forehead.

It looks like it’s clearly overheated.

‘But I don’t know anything.’

All I have to do is just laugh without reason.

That was my role.

‘It’s a demonic sword.’

Finally, he tinkers with the ‘4-star weapon selection ticket’ he received as a reward for succeeding in the main quest, which was in his pocket(?).

My head, which normally doesn’t roll like that, suddenly started spinning around as if it had been oiled.

…… There’s nothing I can do about it.

First of all, skipping the explanation of the process, ‘Flugel’s Demonic Sword’, that one.

‘Let’s just accept it myself.’

Perfect stand.