I Will Take a Break at Academy

010. Placement (4)

“…”

Only the grotesque sound of the orb’s magical power running through Aren’s body filled the central area.

One minute of silence felt longer than ever.

Orb tried diligently to find traces of uncleanness, but to no avail.

“This, it seems like you’ve tripped on the wrong leg, right?”

After another 30 seconds or so, Pompey spoke up.

As long as the principal had said that, the debate had virtually come to an end.

In the end, no one could provide evidence that Aren used the demon’s power. Here, even in a group of talented people who are said to be among the best in the kingdom.

“Oh, that can’t be! If that student hadn’t cheated, how could he have stopped the attack of the chief of combat!”

However, like this, there were also people like Julius who did not readily admit it.

Julius scanned Aren with the church sacred object he had brought, but there was no response even from the sacred object.

“Kuk!”

A shadow shimmered beneath Aren’s feet.

“So you’re saying that the orb I made malfunctioned, Professor Julius?”

Pompey lowered his voice. Even though he was neutral whenever possible, he did not put up with his inventions being insulted.

And the orb he made is a perfect magic tool that no one can question. Even the head of the priesthood, the pope, cannot bet on the performance of the orb.

“I’m not talking about that…”

Julius curled up his tail.

“Professor Julius.”

“Yes.”

“I know very well that you are sensitive to the power of demons because you are a priest. But, I think this is going too far.”

Pompey turned his head to Aren.

“The Blackfire family has already paid for their crimes with 100 years of probation. Besides, I think it’s unqualified as a professor to look at this young student through colored glasses with the sins of his ancestors.”

Pompey’s eyes pierced Julius again. His eyes, which seemed warm, were as fierce as a blizzard.

The people who maliciously tried to slander Aren became dumb who ate honey.

they know too There was no clear evidence, and the fact that I just wanted to curse while nailing ‘Blackfire would be like that’.

It was an act without dignity or qualifications as a professor.

Pompey’s words were crude.

“…”

Julius was unable to do this or that, and only tightly gripped the cross.

“Then what do you mean? Doesn’t everyone know that physically it doesn’t make sense!”

Words spoken after much thought. It is the last stand. You can’t even answer this.

Julius wanted to prevent unscrupulous students from entering this sacred academy at all costs.

“Look at those skinny arms and legs. What the hell, he looks like he has a hard time even walking around!”

After listening quietly for a long time, Gilliot finally stepped out. Obro was also verified, because he thought he had a say.

“I couldn’t even find it with an orb. Professor Julius. In other words, they didn’t borrow the power of demons. Then there is only one answer.”

“…then what is it?”

Gilliot said as he put his hand on Aren’s shoulder.

“Talent. It means that this child is a born prosecutor.”

Julius crumpled his face. what the heck does that mean

“Anyone who has held a sword will know. Depending on who uses it, even a branch can beat a steel sword.”

Everyone except Julius nodded in agreement.

“But that kid is Blackfire! Who knows, maybe he used a strange black magic trick to fool everyone.”

Julius hitting the floor. There were veins on his forehead.

“Oh, do you want to say that you used black magic, Julius?”

A voice like beads rolling.

Deiane opened her mouth. She was observing Aren intently with an interesting gaze.

It was because ‘Blackfire’ was interesting in many ways in her eyes.

The family that borrowed the power of demons approached her, who will play an active role as the boss of Act 1.

“exactly!”

“But didn’t I already tell you that black magic itself is not illegal?”

“Black magic is original!”

“It is bondi magic. isn’t it? It’s just a bit of a maniac sensibility… It’s legitimate magic, is it witchcraft? Black magic itself does not violate what is held sacred by the Church. Sacrificing people? It’s just a problem to use the power of the demons. Whoops. That child borrowed the demon’s power. Don’t you want to talk about that?”

“…”

“If I had borrowed the power of the demons in the first place, wouldn’t I have beaten the boy named Chief? Why did he do such a risky thing and lose? It would have been nice to win. Is there a reason why you have to lose on purpose? What do students think?”

Deiane playfully covered her mouth. While doing so, he scans Aren with thinly opened eyes. Aren kept his mouth shut.

Julius was speechless and only clenched his fists.

“And… what if black magic makes you good at using a sword? Isn’t that also a great talent? I wonder what kind of magic it is. Are you sure you regret losing a student to the combat world?”

“Hey, stealing! what are you saying······! That’s a class card!”

“It’s a joke, Gilliot. I can’t even joke about it.”

Deianne teased Gilliott with a seductive smile. Her dark green hair sways.

The bearish Gilliott has no ability to stand against Deiane. He was stumped by the foxy woman and signaled to Pompey for help.

Pompey sighs deeply.

He stopped the orb from working. The huge mana that surrounded the central east was scattered in the air.

“I think the conclusion is mine. Do you have anything more to say, Professor Julius?”

Even Pompeius, who had been neutral, glared at Julius with a tired face. If you talk about black magic one more time, you’re ready to scream.

In the end, Julius also admitted it.

That this was absurd nonsense. I’ve had enough of this.

Julius simply remembered Blackfire’s crimes and notoriety, and tried to prepare for the odds. However, it went too far. that crossed the line.

After suffering like this, it was only then that he realized what he had done.

Blackfyre’s evil child… The baby devil began to look like a 20-year-old boy.

ha. Julius wiped his face with both hands.

It seemed that he was possessed by something.

“······Student Aren. my sincere apologies As a cleric, upon hearing the name of your family, I lost my temper without realizing it. It wasn’t personal ill feeling. Anyway, um, I wasn’t mature enough.”

Julius set the cross down on the tabletop and bowed his head. It was a sincere apology.

I’ve already done enough damage to the priesthood, so I guess I’ll have to fix it like this.

“I understand.”

However, Aren was rather forgiving. Rather, he understands, doesn’t he even look like a big crowd!

Julius was taken aback, but soon smiled.

‘I ate this one.’

I feel like I was playing with that student from the beginning. I can’t lift my head because I’m embarrassed. Why did I scream and get excited? I realized belatedly that I had lost my reason for a while.

It must be because they misunderstood that this was all related to the demons. It was because as soon as he heard the name of Blackfire, he put on colored glasses and got excited.

“Aren student. Could you come to the professor’s office later? I want to apologize properly then. I want to show my sincerity.”

There is no room for excuses.

“I will.”

Julius is ashamed of himself for being inferior to a young man of only 20 years old.

‘I’m still not good enough. It’s not enough to confess today’s work all night.’

Apart from Julius’ regret, he did not escape Pompey’s rebuke.

“Professor Julius, let’s talk with me for a moment. You have to take responsibility, right?”

“… I have no face.”

Julius lowered his head.

“Arren student? Students are welcome to go. I’m sorry this took up your time.”

Aren bowed gracefully instead of speaking. Then, without losing his dignity, he walked out of Jungang-dong.

Isn’t that the gait that is truly ‘aristocratic’?

All the nobles here just stared at Aren’s back, stunned. It’s the look of shameful adults.

As Aren exits the door, Gilliot hurriedly follows. He grabbed Aren’s shoulder and said with a cheerful smile.

“Aren Blackfire! Shouldn’t you listen to the class assignment?”

“Ah, yes. Instructor.”

Gilliot scratched my cheek with a thick finger.

“Hmm… I don’t usually explain these things one by one, but you’re a special case, so I guess I should tell you.”

“yes.”

Aren waited for an answer with a happy face.

“Your talent is enough to be assigned to Class A, but it seems that you still need physical supplementation, so we decided to Class B.”

“okay. thank you.”

Aren bowed politely.

‘Contrary to the bad rumors, he seems to have learned manners very well.’

He is a strangely likable student. If it wasn’t for the name Blackfire, he’s a model student who would never go through something like this.

But there is something more surprising.

“I am not very surprised. Any complaints?”

“What complaints are you talking about?”

“You must want to be in Class A.”

Any student entering the Warriors Academy wants a high place. It’s a very natural story, just like an apple falling to the ground.

However-

“It’s a result that is more than enough for me. Thank you for a good look.”

Aren didn’t seem to have the slightest regret. It even exudes the aura of a great sage of elves who has lived for hundreds of years.

‘What kind of guy is that…?’

The more you look, the more mysterious the student is.

Contrary to his bad image, he is humble and polite. No greed either. I didn’t even use the power of the demons. Is this really Blackfire?

I thought no, but I was implicitly wearing colored glasses. Gilliot laughed bitterly.

‘her. I’ll have to apologize first. Me too.’

It feels like something hit me hard in the back of the head. Could the rumors of Blackfire be distorted? This was 100 years ago, and it’s not impossible.

“Aren.”

Gilliot grabbed Aren once more.

“I’m sorry for doubting you. I sincerely apologize.”

* * *

Early moning.

Cain Abella got up before anyone else and headed to the first year combat gym.

She recalled the words of Deckard Abella, the head of the house and a brave knight of the Abella family.

‘Integrity, Loyalty, Bravery. It’s a virtue you should always keep in your heart even while living at the academy.’

You must always have sincerity to pursue nothingness, your loyalty to the royal family and kingdom must not change, and you must be brave when you see injustice.

These three virtues are the basis for the Abella family to have been respected, loved, and trusted for hundreds of years.

After Cain washed himself clean every morning, he bowed toward the capital.

When I saw injustice, I did not tolerate it. Just like a declaration of war against the children of the Blackfire family. ······It feels a bit strangely twisted, but I’ll just let it go. The future is important.

And lastly, it is to train diligently like now.

She wakes up early every day as soon as she enters school, picks up a sword, and trains more separately even after class is over.

To become the chief, to raise the family’s honor. And to show off his skills to the black fire guy!

“Ah!”

Cain nervously struck the sword at the wooden doll.

“Why are you so unfocused!”

However, in the last few days, the routine she had put together hadn’t worked out.

The reason was different. It was because of that white boy like a vampire. The man keeps running through my head and I can’t concentrate.

“ha-“

She squatted down and sighed deeply.

strangely concerned

It can’t be helped that he lost to an idiot named Ackerman. Because my efforts are not enough. There was no excuse.

But the look in the eyes of Aren, who looks at me with those piercing eyes… Why do I care so much?

It’s not that I feel particularly bad.

“It just bothers me… it annoys me.”

I purse my lips and write the boy’s name on the floor.

Aren Blackfire.

A family that borrowed the power of demons. A sinful family that was sentenced to 100 years of probation for committing the worst crimes.

I tried all kinds of bad modifiers, but in fact, it didn’t fit well with her image.

It was just a gloomy appearance, but it wasn’t particularly bad quality or black magic or a pervert that would be coveted.

Rather, the appearance…

Cain blushed and shook his head.

“The subject has good manners.”

Aren waited until the end even though she held on for several minutes without saying anything.

Usually, if he did that much, Cain was at fault. But far from being displeased, he behaved rather politely.

Her words and actions were rather to the point of liking her.

In fact, noble boys are shiny on the outside. They just said that they would try to put a word on Cain somehow, because most of them said insignificant comments.

‘Little things.’

Cain was subconsciously comparing Aren to such trivial boys.

Her stream of consciousness naturally passed to Aren’s sparring.

The Dalian opponent was Fonte.

“He’s a very strong guy.”

In her eyes, Ponte Cristo’s skills rivaled the best among freshmen. Even if he faced himself, it was difficult to guarantee victory.

However, the one who was able to receive the attack of such a monster for an instant…

“Nonsense.”

How should I accept it? No matter how I looked at it, it didn’t look like a trace of magic or a trick.

“It can’t be. Obviously, I just raised my sword at the right timing.”

she saw it clearly. It was obviously an ordinary acceptance.

Any swordsman would have avoided it or blocked it that way. There was no room for any f*cking trick in it.

“What is it, that boy?”

Cain recalls Aren’s face before he knew it. It seemed that she wasn’t sure what she was feeling for him yet.

It’s just that I’m concerned…

The gaze he was looking at was just misunderstanding that there was an unknown ‘malice’ hidden in it.

“Aww!”

Cain raised his sword again and aimed it at the wooden doll.

There is no conclusion at all, only training at times like this! It’s training!

I need to make the jabnyom-eul go away.

Hung Hung!

swing the sword vigorously As I learned, without distraction. However, there was no strength in the sword, and it stopped after a while.

“I’m going crazy… Am I even seeing an illusion now?”

It was because Aren appeared in front of him.

“Aww! Get off, get off!”

Boom bung! Tak-tak!

Thinking the wooden doll was Aren, he swung it like crazy. It’s just a fuss.

“Aareen- Black Fire!”

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Knock knock knock! The neck of the pathetic wooden doll is breaking. screaming loudly There is no one at this time, so there is no need to maintain dignity.

Aren’s vision, whether he knew Cain’s feelings or not, walked leisurely toward his personal locker.

“Oh, sir! How lively!”

Aren’s vision was so vivid. It seemed really alive.

“Please disappear, disappear…?”

It doesn’t go away. Rather, Aren’s vision was getting closer and closer.

Aren’s vision was looking at her like a strange person. I’m reluctant that expression.

“Ugh! I feel really bad! hey!”

In the end, Cain speaks to the illusion.

“why.”

“uh?”

But welcome answered.

Like really alive.

Cain then realized.

‘ah. Ahh······? uh huh Why is he here…’

That this is not an illusion, but the ‘real’ Aren.