Falling in Love at the Academy Means Death

“Uh, how?!”

The landscape of Frantimo seemed to have become a painting. With trembling hands, Adrine pushed one of the passers-by with her fingertips.

There was no reaction, not even a slight movement.

Flags fluttering in the wind.

Even the voices people exchanged.

But the ones from the clock tower weren’t like that.

“Miss Adrine, step back!”

Even in the embarrassing situation, the guardian knight’s reaction was mechanical. It was to block the gap between the enemy and Adrine.

A gray gargoyle popped out of the clock tower in an instant.

Hoan slashed the claws that suddenly approached him with his fancy claws.

tongue-

The gargoyle bounced off with a dull metal sound. Hoan spat out swear words at the weight of the gauntlet.

“Rotten!”

Weight is power.

They are not enemies to be underestimated.

“Johann Esperts. I will definitely investigate this matter later!”

either way

Instead of answering, I ran out. Towards the gargoyle that bounced off.

Then he swung Mulcan’s sword.

A sword originally named [Arms of Justice].

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Needless to say, this is an artifact on the opposite side of the devil.

In front of my falling sword, the gargoyle wrapped itself in its wings. It was a meaningless defense.

Tsuak- and

My Ego Sword split the gargoyle with its wings.

kudduk.

The body of the gargoyle, which had become stone crumbs, was scattered on the floor. The dizziness came once upon a time, but there was no time to rest.

Monsters are pouring out of the clock tower. Even a human living on the battlefield, it is difficult to meet throughout life.

In the frozen scenery of Frantimo, there are three people who can stand against the enemies.

But one of them, like a man in fear of the battlefield, was unable to join the battle.

and i know

that it is educated.

When she was in the imperial palace, she was not a solver of danger, but an evacuator. Because the imperial family is the first priority to be protected.

Shaak-

Pushuk-

Tsureuk-

I can’t stop cutting because of the enemies flocking in.

dizzy.

The living spirit emitted by the devil’s minions. Following the smell, I wielded a second and third sword strike.

Pretending to slash the head cuts off the body of a manticore, pretends to slash a leg and rips out a ghoul’s skull, pretends to ignore it and pierces the eyes of a beholder.

It is to develop [cheating], one of my aptitudes. Originally, this aptitude was also related to the weakness of swordsmanship.

Then, he reproduces Sabaki’s movements. The basic skills of the sword he showed in the anime.

It was to develop another aptitude, [Replication].

Originally, the clock tower here was designed so that players who had enough experience in the ending could develop their aptitude early on.

but,

“Heuk.”

I am not a player, I am possessed by the main character. As a result, if you are a user of the game, you will feel stress that you do not need to feel.

Every time he swung his sword, dizziness like a migraine followed. It was because of the ego pushed out of Mulcan’s sword.

The Ego Sword dyes the user’s ego.

Infiltrating into the gaps of the unconscious in order to identify oneself with me.

Between consciousness and unconsciousness, I focused my mind not to collapse.

but at the same time.

I have not lost my purpose for coming here.

“Adrine!”

“… yes?”

“Do you want to defend the empire?”

Kicking the gray wolf that was trying to bite his shin, he slightly tripped, but stood on his sword.

“You said in front of Mulcan’s statue. First of all, you want to protect yourself, and then you want to protect something bigger.”

It was what Adrine said, and it must have been sincere. But what you can say and what you can do are two different things.

I was thinking of making her an action character here.

“I will ask again. As the princess of the empire, do you want to protect this country?”

I’m not asking out of patriotism. It would be bullshit to love my country in my game world.

My head is full of events that I have to go through before going to the true ending.

It’s not such a distant event either.

From the upcoming [First March] event, I have to deal with Sabaki’s absence.

And that void is much larger than the area covered by this [Sword of Mulcan].

“If you’re thinking of doing that, get out of the shadow of that Guardian Knight first!”

“what?”

Hoan seemed to have no intention of using honorifics.

“What tricks! Is it an epileptic!”

I also came this far and couldn’t back down.

“You are the one who thinks well, Hoan! Even you can’t follow the princess to the battlefield!”

“What?”

Don’t ask me again, you overprotective. because it is an obvious fact.

Hoan is a guardian knight, not an academy soldier. Therefore, he cannot accompany training or campaigns, and even if he enlists as a soldier, he cannot adjust his campaigns to match Adrine’s.

“Why, am I wrong?”

“that… .”

“No matter how determined you were to be her shield-“

I said as I slashed Nool’s Halbert.

“-The moment will come when she will have to face enemies without you!”

Perhaps my words pierced the hearts of Joan and Adrin.

Guardian Knight Hoan.

This character is easily misunderstood as an ally protecting the main character, but the reality is different.

He is a character that slows down the growth of the main character, Adrine.

through overprotection.

I said to Hoan, who burst open the side of the skeleton and decapitated the zombie.

“Am I wrong?”

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No answer came.

But today, I absolutely had to hear the answer. Not from Hoan, but from that princess he was trying to protect.

The characters that are grouped in the same group in [First March] are random. However, there is one main character that must be included and one character that can be included under certain conditions.

It’s Sabaki and Adrine.

In the original scenario, Sabaki is a person who saves the entire crew from danger and solidifies his position in the scenario.

The only problem is that now, he’s broken.

regrets remain

‘I should have expected it.’ do.

It reminds me of the appearance of Sabaki I saw in prison. Kirov, who likes cruelty, thoroughly complied with his settings.

This problem is not limited to the [First March] event. It will take a lot of time to restore the damaged power supply and blood vessels. No, it is unknown whether recovery is possible.

This is the reason why he tried to bring Adrin from the beginning. Now that Sabaki’s void is expected, I have no choice but to fill that void with other main characters.

that she has to change

Tsureuk-

Sheek-

Chiing-

Hoan and I silently confronted the enemy’s attack. And the change of the one remaining character started as I expected.

fault-

Amidst the repeated knife sounds of the two men, a blonde woman broke in.

“You were entrusting my honor to someone else.”

With a sigh, her sword was drawn.

This is Adrine. A heroine that I had specially conceived. A character who grows up to be proud of himself.

Then, her rapier extended like lightning and became a line that scattered silver ore. And that line nicely cut out one wing of the vampire bat that flew into his head.

The squealing of the bats was not long.

She lost half of her wings and stepped on the body of a bat as it flopped to the ground, causing it to explode.

“John. There are many explanations to be heard, but I’ll hold off on that for now. However, it seems certain that you deliberately created this situation. For a detailed answer, I will preview the questions I will ask after this situation is resolved.”

Tada Tada Tada-

Adrine’s notice, which was to be continued, was delayed for a while by the rushing Hound.

She narrowly grabbed the hound’s neck and jumped over. Her rapier extended at the same time tore the hound’s back apart.

“Kang-”

It was a neat attack. At this point, in pure swordsmanship, she is stronger than me, the main character. The hound, who had dashed, slumped to the ground and slid for a long time.

It’s clear that I’m not the only one who can think. She said, brushing back her bangs that fell in front of her eyes.

“Who the hell are you?”

I didn’t answer right away. Probably not asking for a name.

***

The corpses of monsters lined up around the three of them.

It was a blood-washing battle.

In a situation where you can check each other’s features only by wiping your face with your hands, the three of them were just breathing hard.

Adriene was the first to speak.

“Who the hell did you learn swordsmanship from?”

“… I heard something similar from Bastia.”

“Bastia? You mean the spring gladiator?”

John nodded to Adrin. And Joan was thinking about how this man named Johann Esperz was fighting just before.

what to say about it

Unbalanced swordsmanship?

You can’t blindly denigrate. The energy contained in John’s strike reminded me of a highly trained warrior. If it was evaluated simply as a blow, it was an attack more powerful than himself.

It was just unstable.

It’s like a person who fights by squeezing every moment with all his strength.

The sword and the body are imbalanced.

And as someone who has wielded a sword for a long time, Hoan knew when such a phenomenon would occur.

“You fight in a dangerous way, Johann Esperts.”

“Is it dangerous?”

“You fight by releasing energy that you can’t handle.”

That was a good point. However, Yohan didn’t answer, saying, ‘Originally, you get used to this Ego Sword by using it like that’. Shrugging his shoulders once, he asked towards Adrine, who was stained with blood. John had something prepared in advance.

“Can I get you a change of clothes?”

“Before that, let me ask you a question. How do we get out of here? No, is it correct to say that I am going out?”

From ‘here’ to ‘go out’.

Feeling that this would be a somewhat philosophical answer, Yohan chuckled.

“Time has stopped, but the place has not changed. Rather than leaving, it would be more accurate to say that the state is reversed.”

“like. So how do you get it back to its ‘original state’?”

John raised his hand and pointed in one direction.

“You just have to align yourself with the body of each person standing there.”

Joan and Adrin’s eyes followed John’s fingertips. Where they looked, Joan, Adrine, and John stood still like plaster statues.

Just like the rest of Frantimo at a standstill.

I can’t help but feel weird. Even if you use a mirror, it is impossible to observe yourself in three dimensions like this.

‘Was my face originally like this… .’

Adrin looked at her stiff expression in silence and then asked John a question.

“What were the monsters that appeared?”

John felt that the conversation was straining. The release of enormous energy was coming back as a great fatigue.

Instead of answering, John walked towards the clock tower. Then he picked up what was lying on the floor.

“What are you doing?”

Perhaps the only one who can ‘feel’ this right now is himself. These eggs are not visible to the naked eye.

John could clearly sense the stench that was about to come off his nose.

This is the true gift that Archmage Ong left behind in this age. The crystallization of the thought to destroy the world. What he sealed through the clock tower’s subspace.

It is [the devil’s egg].

“Then, shall we hear an explanation, John?”

John nodded with a sigh. Then, he swallowed the lump of murderous intent in his hand.