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A Cadet Becomes a Prophet?! Chapter 218

Chapter 218

The⁠​ sky was being‌​⁠ torn apart.

Terror⁠‌⁠ was descending.

The‌‍ byproducts of fear​​‍ blanketed the entire‍ island.

A gigantic demon.

And‍⁠​ around that demon,⁠‍ hordes of creatures‌‍ were falling like⁠​‌ rain.

Chaos‍⁠⁠ engulfed the Academy.⁠‍

“Ah,⁠‍ no…!”

“It’s⁠​​ a demon! A demon has descended!”‍⁠

Some‌ collapsed on the‍‍ spot, praying to‌‌ the gods. Others‍ fainted.

“We‌‍‌ have to run!‌ Run!”

“Defend‌‍‌ the Academy! Buy​‍⁠ time for people​‍‌ to escape! Kill​ the beasts!”

Some⁠‌ chose to flee,⁠ others chose to‌ fight even in⁠⁠ fear.

“What‌ is this…?”

Jace⁠ Vines, saint of⁠‍ the Dragon God​ Cult, was among​ the latter.

After⁠​‌ seeing the fireworks⁠ turn into a magic circle and⁠‌‍ become corrupted, he​​⁠ understood immediately.

“A​ demon is descending‍ upon the Academy…!”‌

That‍‌‌ massive peacock could⁠ only be the‍​ 65th demon, Andrealphus.⁠‍‍

With‍​⁠ the rector absent,‍ there was no‌​​ way to stop‌ it. So Jace‌​ opened a transport‍‌‌ circle to the‍‍‌ Dragon God Cult,‍ intending to request‍‌ help from the​ cardinals.

“…Blocked?”‌‌

The​​ transport circle didn’t​ work. It wasn’t​ a failed spell—someone⁠‍ from the outside⁠‍ had blocked it.⁠

Only⁠‍‌ then did he‍ notice something he⁠ hadn’t sensed before​ due to the‌ demon’s overwhelming presence—a‌⁠‍ semi-transparent barrier isolating‌⁠​ the Academy from​‌‍ the outside.

Jace⁠‌​ pressed his lips​‌ together. That meant⁠ there was no‍⁠‍ escape.

The​ only hope was​ that someone outside⁠​‌ noticed the anomaly​⁠​ and acted—or that⁠​ they defeated the‌ demon themselves.

Either‍ way, they had‌‍‌ to fight.

“Priests.”​‌

“Yes,‍ Saint. We’re ready.”⁠​‍

“Aren’t‍‍ you afraid?”

“Yes,‍ we are. But‌‍⁠ as followers of‍​‌ the Dragon God,‌​ how could we‌‍⁠ retreat before a demon?”

“We‍ will show that‍ the Lord of​ Magic is great.”‌

Jace‌‌‍ took a packet‌‌ of holy water⁠‌ and advanced. The‍‍ priests followed him.⁠‌‍

‘At‍‌ times like this,‍​‍ I should’ve collected‌‍ my debt from‌ Fernan first.’

That‍ way we’d both​‍ win.

The‌⁠‌ image of that⁠‌ rich older brother,⁠​ always handing out​ money, crossed his⁠⁠⁠ mind.

But‍ now, there was‍‍ no choice.

“Priests,‍‌ help evacuate the‌‍​ people from the‍​ monsters.”

“Yes,⁠‌ understood.”

They‍‌ knew they couldn’t​​‌ face a demon,‌⁠ so they dispersed‍​​ without protest.

───!​​​

At‌ that moment, the​⁠ descending peacock’s leg​​ staggered.

A slash. A cut‍ so sharp it‌‍ made the demon‍ scream in pain.‍​⁠

And‌‌ Jace remembered something‌⁠⁠ the Pope had​⁠ told him.

“There’s⁠​‍ someone at the​ Academy who finds⁠‌ everything bothersome. His⁠‌ talent is extraordinary,‍​ but he lacks⁠​‍ the will to​ use it.”

If​ that person was⁠​ here, maybe there‌⁠ was still hope.​‌

Jace​ ran toward the​‍ origin of the‌‍​ slash. There, he⁠ recognized familiar faces.‍‍

“Professor​⁠ Grad? Senior Luina?”⁠

“Jace​‍​ Vines?”

“Jace?”​

Their​‍‍ gazes met. No‍‍ more words were‍​ needed.

“I’ll​ support you.”

“Handle‌​ it.”

“I’m⁠‌ counting on you.”‌‍

Meanwhile,​​ the peacock had​‌​ finished emerging from​‍‍ the plane.

— Who dares?

A deafening screech shook​‌ the Academy.

— Who dared to⁠ wound my beautiful​ body?

The​ hundreds of eyes​⁠‍ in the magic‍​ circle suddenly turned‍‍ to Grad.

The‌‍‌ pressure was so⁠‌ intense that Luina‍ and Jace groaned⁠‍‌ under its weight.⁠‌‌

“That’s​ right. It was‌⁠ me.”

But​ Grad stepped forward⁠‌ without hesitation.

He‍‌​ raised his aura—a‌​ red steam boiled‍ and clashed against⁠ the demonic energy.‌‍​

Crackle—​‍‍

The⁠‌ space around them​‌‍ distorted. Grad lifted‌⁠ his sword and‍‍​ swung it down.‌

Luina‍ reinforced the blow—a‍​‌ red slash followed⁠ by a blue​​ one extended forth.⁠⁠⁠

──!‍‌

The‍‍ peacock’s feathers flew.‌ Its massive body⁠​‌ tilted.

The‍​ feathers, though demonic,⁠ gleamed with a beautiful luster.

If​‍ Fernan had been‍⁠ there, he’d surely‌ have said they‍ should turn them‍​ into crafts and⁠ sell them.

— How dare you…!​​⁠

The‍‌ leaning torso snapped​‌ upright like a spring.

The​⁠ peacock’s screech tore​⁠​ through eardrums.

— Do you know​​ who you’re dealing‌​⁠ with, you insignificant⁠ humans?

“With‌‌​ who? A stupid‍‍ bird.”

Grad⁠ mocked.

“Luina.⁠ I’ll face it⁠⁠​ head-on—find an opening.”​‌​

“Yes.”‍

Both⁠‌‌ launched themselves from​‍‍ the ground, shooting‌​⁠ forward like arrows.⁠‍

“Here‌‌ I go!”

But‌‍⁠ something else went​ first.

A white flame.

A spell from the​ Cult, created especially‌‍​ for high-ranked demons—“Holy​⁠​ Light.”

Waves⁠​ of white fire‍‍ enveloped the demon.‌‌

— Pathetic. You think‌ with this borrowed⁠‌‌ power you can⁠‍‍ bring me down?⁠​⁠

— Disgusting!

Andrealphus⁠ spread his wings.‌​

The​‌ hundreds of royal⁠‍ eyes extinguished the​‍ flames just by‌ looking at them.​

The⁠‍ wings, flapping, swatted​‌ away the slashes‌⁠‌ like insects.

Through‍ the gap that‍ opened, Grad charged,‍‌⁠ an arrow straight⁠‍‍ for the demon’s​⁠⁠ chest.

The‌​‍ beak descended to⁠ intercept him.

The‌ peacock’s massive yellow‍ eyes mocked him.‌

— Ridiculous.

─!‍‍​

Grad‍‍ was blown back‌ faster than he​ had charged.

Luina​ tried to capitalize‍⁠‌ on the moment‌‌ and attacked the⁠ demon’s back.

‘It’s‌ too tough…!’

She‍‌ barely managed to‌⁠‍ pierce a few‍​​ feathers, leaving only‍ a shallow scratch.​‌​

— It hurts, it​​‍ hurts!

The⁠​‌ demon’s head twisted‍‌ unnaturally to peck​‍⁠ her.

Luina‌ blocked, but the​ force of the​‍‍ impact sent her‌‍‌ flying.

— How dare you!​

The​‍ gigantic claw came‌ crashing down on⁠ her.

— Die. Die. Die.​⁠ Die. Die.

Boom!⁠⁠ Boom! Boom!

The⁠​ ground shook, craters⁠ opened, nearby buildings​ collapsed, and dust‍⁠ filled the air.⁠

— Die!

The‌ demon’s beak opened,‌​‍ releasing a condensed‌‌ mass of demonic‌‍ energy.

Then—‌

Slash!‌‌⁠

A blue aura sliced​ it to pieces.​

The​‌ blast scattered the​ dust.

In‍ the center of‍ the crater, Luina‍‍ was still standing.⁠‌‌ Her sword pointed‍ directly at Andrealphus.​⁠​

— You still stand?​⁠​

Her‍ armor was shattered,‌‌ her body covered⁠ in wounds, blood‌‌⁠ trailing from her‌ lips, her insides‌​​ damaged.

And​ still, she stood.‌

Her⁠‌ breathing stabilized, her‌ aura sharpened and‌ cut through the​ demonic energy.

Staring‍⁠ at the peacock,⁠​‍ Luina thought.

‘It’s‌ strong.’

She‌‍ was scared, but⁠⁠⁠ at the same‌​ time, she felt‍‍‍ she could fight.​

She⁠ had fought Andromalius.‌​‌

She‌⁠​ had seen Kimaris​‌ fight her father‌ and the Mercenary⁠ King.

From‍​ then to now,​​⁠ her level had​‌ changed completely.

But⁠‍ the same applied‌‍‍ to the demon.‌⁠

“Your​ opponent is me!”⁠

A red star plummeted‌⁠ onto Andrealphus’s back.‍⁠ It was Grad,‌​ completely wrapped in‍‌ aura from head‌​ to toe.

──!⁠⁠

The⁠ impact was entirely‍​​ different from Luina’s.⁠‍‌ Andrealphus’s body bent‍⁠ violently.

— T-this… damn…!

The​⁠ demon fluffed its‍⁠​ feathers. Hundreds of‍ beams of demonic⁠⁠ energy rained down‍ like a storm⁠ upon Grad.

Boom,​ boom, boom, boom!​​⁠

Buildings⁠‍ dragged into the‌⁠ consecutive explosions crumbled.‍⁠‍

The⁠ ground exploded, and​⁠‌ those caught in⁠‍ it screamed in⁠ horror.

But‍ that malicious darkness‍‍⁠ failed to accomplish⁠ its goal.

Within⁠​ the darkness, a red light shone,‌​ and a counterattack‍⁠ struck the demon​ once again.

─!​⁠

Clash​‌ after clash.

This​ was no longer‌ a human battle.​⁠

Each⁠⁠ exchange flipped the⁠‍‌ earth and shattered​⁠⁠ the world.

Space​​ warped, the sky‌⁠ was torn apart.‌

“Senior,‌​ are you okay?‍⁠ I have potions—ah,‌⁠‍ you already have‌ one!”

While‍​⁠ Grad held the‍⁠⁠ demon at bay,‍‍​ Luina drank one⁠ of the potions‌​‍ Fernan had given​​⁠ her.

‘…It’s​‌‌ overwhelming.’

The​⁠⁠ feather barrier was⁠‍ too thick, and‌ even the slightest⁠ movement from the‍​‍ demon came at‌ her like a cataclysm.

It⁠ was a completely⁠​​ different level from​ Andromalius.

She‍⁠ finally understood why​ the rector never‍‍‌ easily believed that⁠​ mere students had‌​ defeated a demon—and​‌ why demons had‍ nearly conquered the⁠‌​ continent.

She⁠⁠‌ also understood that‌⁠ Andromalius had been⁠‍‌ summoned incompletely.

She​‍ had seen Kimaris‍‌⁠ face her father,‌⁠⁠ the Mercenary King,‍‌​ but seeing it‌ from afar and⁠‍ experiencing it firsthand‍‍ were entirely different.‌⁠‌

Fear.‍⁠

They⁠⁠⁠ couldn’t win.

And​‌​ yet, she had‍⁠ to go.

Grad‍‌​ was fighting the⁠ demon. Even though​ he looked far​‌‍ calmer than her,‌‌‌ anyone could see​​‍ he was at‌ a disadvantage.

She​⁠ had to press​‍ on. If she‍​‌ didn’t, the demon⁠​ would soon be​ free to destroy⁠‌ the Academy—perhaps the‌ entire Empire.

She​⁠ wondered why Aint​ hadn’t arrived yet,‌‌⁠ but he must’ve‍⁠ had a reason.‍

The⁠⁠⁠ Aint she knew‌‌⁠ was not someone‌‍ who would flee⁠‌‌ from a demon.‌‌

Surely​‍​ the demons had​‍‍ done something to​​​ stop him.

‘Fernan.’‌⁠‌

Perhaps‌ this moment could‌⁠ be her last,⁠​​ and thinking of‌‌⁠ Fernan wasn’t by‍ chance.

Sadly,‌​ he wasn’t there.‍‌‍

Or⁠​‌ perhaps, that was‍‍ a relief—it meant​ he was safe.‌

He⁠​⁠ wasn’t there, but​‍ the chocolate he‍⁠​ had given her‍‍ was.

The‌⁠ intense sweetness eased​‌ her fear a little.

She​‍ took up her​ sword again.

She⁠‍ pulled out holy​‍‍ water and poured‌ it over the⁠ blade.

“Is‍ that holy water?⁠‌‌ Did Senior give​​ it to you?”‌

Luina‌‌‍ nodded slightly.

She‌‍‍ didn’t know if‌⁠ it would work,‍‌⁠ since even Holy‌​‌ Light had been​⁠​ dispelled in an‌ instant, but she‌‌ was going to‌ try everything possible.‍

“I’ll⁠ support you.”

Jace‍ Vines began chanting‌‌ a spell.

The‍⁠​ burning mana formed⁠‌‍ flames that rose​‍ to eradicate evil.⁠‍

— How dare you‌‌‌ burn my feathers!​ You don’t even‍​‍ understand the A of beauty!

The‍‍​ demon’s gaze shifted‌⁠ briefly toward Jace.‍⁠‌ Grad took the​ opportunity to strike⁠⁠ the opening. And​ Luina launched herself​‍‍ into the attack‌​​ again.

But⁠⁠ her strikes were​‍ meaningless.

Andrealphus’s⁠ feathers, skin, flesh,⁠⁠⁠ and bones were‌ tougher than she⁠‌‍ had expected.

To⁠⁠ cut what could⁠⁠ not be cut,​​‌ she had to‍ focus everything.

‘Sharper.’⁠‌‌

She​‍‌ remembered her father‌‍ and the Mercenary‌⁠ King.

The​ way they had​​ pressured even Kimaris.‌‌​

─!‍

Once‍‍ again, she only⁠ managed a shallow​‍ wound. Luina was‍⁠‌ sent flying.

“Senior!”‍⁠​

Jace‍⁠ caught her with​​ a spell, cushioning‌‌​ the impact. She​‍ swallowed blood with⁠ another potion and​‌ hurled herself back​​ in.

‘Read‍‌ the flow. Find⁠​‌ the opening.’

She‌​ recalled her fight⁠‍ against Katrina Altrierc.‌

Amid‌⁠ the storm of‌⁠​ swords, she had​ learned to read‌⁠⁠ the rhythm.

Now⁠ it was different—larger,⁠⁠⁠ more savage.

But⁠‌​ the essence was​⁠ the same.

She⁠⁠ felt the flow,​‍‌ and following that‌​⁠ line, she struck​‌‌ with her sword.​‌​

Slash!⁠​​

The‌‌​ result was different⁠‍ this time.

— Gyaaaaah! Y-you… how​ dare you…!

The​ peacock’s feathers were​​⁠ torn.

The⁠ embedded eyes screamed‌ as if shrieking,⁠⁠ vibrating violently as​‍‌ they fell and⁠‍ dissolved into dust.​‍​

But‍ that single blow‍‍⁠ was enough to‌⁠ enrage Andrealphus.

The​​ demon unleashed its‌‌ energy.

A black storm swept​‍ over everything.

— You will never⁠‌ die in peace!‍ You will writhe​​ in eternal suffering‌‌ before dying! Forever!⁠‌‌

Hundreds‌ of eyes opened⁠ at once.

All​ fixated on Luina.⁠​

──!‌

There‌ was no physical‍ impact.

But⁠ inside her head,⁠‌ a roar echoed.‍

“S…enior…!”⁠

Jace’s‌ voice faded.

The‌⁠ red slash falling⁠⁠ upon the demon​​‌ blurred.

And‍ then, Luina’s world‍ went dark.

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