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I Killed an Academy Player Chapter 181: Contact (1)

Chapter 181: Contact (1)

The‍ dark underground was⁠​⁠ occupied by citizens​ who could see‍ no light.

Dana​⁠ Shee – an‌ underground city created⁠⁠ by Dagda Mor,‌‌⁠ the Danann of‌​ Earth, in the⁠ distant past.

This​ enormous underground city,‍‍ which had been‌‌ made for fairies,‍ was now the​ hiding spot of​‍⁠ demi-humans who gathered​⁠ in the city‌‌ to escape persecution.‍‌‍

-Clomp,​ clomp

At‍‌ the center of⁠⁠‍ that underground world‌‌ was a large‌⁠‌ temple-like building. It‌⁠‍ was a temple‌ at the start‍ – a temple‌ built by the‍‍‌ fairies to make‍‌ offerings to the‌​‍ Danann of Earth‍​​ who created the‌ underworld of Dana‍‌‌ Shee for them.‍⁠‌

Walking‍‍‌ down the corridor,​​ faintly lit by​ torches, the feline‍⁠‍ lady soon arrived‌ at a room⁠‌​ with numerous people,⁠​ which she could​ see with her‍ nocturnal eyes.

“Wolf​​‌ and Vampire. Even​‌ the Fairy elders⁠‌ were waiting.”

“We’ve‌⁠⁠ been waiting for​ you, Illusan.”

Ednar​⁠ glanced across the​ wide conference room.‌ This temple, which‌ used to host‍ hundreds of believers‌ at once, only‌‌‌ had roughly 30‍‍‌ people.

The‍⁠‍ conferences held here​‌⁠ were organized to‌‌‍ direct the new‍⁠‌ pathway of the‌⁠‌ Demi-Human Union, so‌ they had to​‌ choose their members‌‌‍ with caution, but⁠ this was still‌ fewer than normal.⁠⁠‍

“Looks⁠ like we’re missing‌‍​ a few.”

“They’re⁠‍ dead. They were‍⁠​ helping kids escape‌⁠ the Deadland and⁠ did not pass‍⁠ the Full Moon.”⁠

Deadland…‍‍ referred to Xeruem,‍ the Chapel of⁠ the Old Faith.‌⁠⁠ Demi-human hunts were‍ still taking place​‌ away from the​ eyes of the⁠⁠⁠ New Faith and⁠ the royal family‌​ within the outskirts⁠ of the kingdom.‍‍

“More⁠‌ rules have been⁠⁠‌ coming into place​​‍ against discrimination but‍ these guys are‍ acting like there’s‍‌ no tomorrow. This‍⁠ is a bad⁠ omen.”

An‍⁠​ old fairy Leprechaun⁠‍ shared their assumption⁠‌⁠ alongside a lament.‍⁠ He managed a small shoe repair​‌ shop in the‍ village but was⁠‍ the oldest fairy⁠ and was therefore‌ the Chief Elder‍​‌ of Mound.

“Is⁠‍ it the Serpent​ again?”

“…Yeah.”‍

Serpent‌⁠ – that title‌ was used inside​‌​ Mound as both‍‌ a derogatory and​‌ frightening term. Countless‌‌​ numbers of their​⁠ comrades had been​‍ captured at the​‍ Deadlands and ripped‍ apart by the‌‌ Serpent.

“Damn,‌ that little snake…‌⁠‌ We should’ve killed‌‍ her back then.”⁠‍⁠

A black dog growled‌⁠ from the crowd‍ of the wolf​⁠‍ and dog beastmen.⁠ However, the few‌ who knew of⁠​​ the backstory simply​ sighed in response.⁠‍​

“…”‌‍

A wolf with lustrous‍ silver fur, the‌‌‍ Wolf Elder of‍‌⁠ beastmen, Ku Shee,‌​‌ knew that this‌‌ agenda was a negative one for⁠‍ him and kept‌‌‌ his silence. That​‌⁠ was when the⁠‍⁠ Vampire Elder scoffed‌​⁠ at him.

“All‍⁠‌ thanks to those‌​‍ little doggies that‍‌ ruined everything ’cause‍⁠ of the Full​ Moon.”

“What?‍​ Glaistig…! Are you‌ picking a fight⁠‌⁠ with me right⁠ now!?”

The⁠ provocative statement of​‍ a vampire, a rival faction, incited​ the wolves and‍‌‍ the dogs. The​​ Chief Elder of‌ Mound did not‌‍ wish for a fight between the⁠ top two factions‌​⁠ of Mound and⁠​ intervened in their‍​ conversation.

“Stop‌ there. Blaming the‌‍ past won’t get​ us anywhere. This‌‌‍ too is one‌‌⁠ of our mistakes,‌‌⁠ and a sin‌​‌ we must wear‍​⁠ on our shoulders.”​

Ednar‌‌ didn’t bother commenting.⁠‍⁠ The rage that⁠‌‍ formed due to​​ that mistake that​‍‍ day was what‌‍ had been scorching​‌⁠ them for a decade.

“As‌​​ you all probably⁠​ know already, the‌ New Faith has​‍ been going through⁠‍​ some serious changes.”‍

Before‌ talking about him,​‌​ Ednar first shared‍ what was going⁠ on around the‍ world.

“…Right.​ The Saintess massacred⁠‍‍ the pope and⁠ the cardinals.”

“Wasn’t​‍ the Saintess… a supporter of peace?”‍

“I​‌ can’t believe that⁠ girl smashed the​‍ pope and the⁠​‌ cardinals to death.”​​‌

The‍‍‍ Saintess’ rampage, which‍‌‍ immediately changed the‌‍ power structure of⁠ the New Faith​ was also a concern for Mound.​⁠‍ Ever since the‌‌ Witch Revolution 100‌​ years ago, the‍ Zeon Order had‍ acted as a shield for demi-humans​ against open persecution.​⁠​

For⁠​‍ the citizens of​ Dana Shee, who‍⁠‌ were only alive​​ thanks to the‌⁠‌ permission of the⁠ Zeon Order, it​ was a concerning‍⁠‍ matter that they⁠⁠‍ simply could not⁠ ignore.

“…Considering​‍ how she was,​‌ the Saintess should⁠​ be on our‌ side though?”

Ku‍⁠‌ Shee opened his‌‌ mouth for the​ first time in‌‌‍ the conference. He‌ was perhaps one​ of the ones‍‌‍ who benefited the⁠‌ most from the​‍⁠ help of the‌ Saintess, and despite⁠⁠⁠ him looking down​‍ on most humans,⁠‍ he did not‍ do the same​ for the Saintess.‌⁠​

“The‌ Saintess is not​‌​ the problem. What’s​​ important is that​​ the Zeon Order​⁠⁠ is being cleaned⁠‌ out. Cardinals and⁠​ bishops alike.”

“…Don’t​‍ tell me…”

“We‍⁠⁠ found traces of‍ Bishop Gress – the one who⁠‍​ we had been‌ supporting to become⁠ the next cardinal,​⁠ fleeing to the‍ Chapel of Xeruem.”⁠

“…”​‍

Everyone⁠‍ became silent just‌‌ like Ku Shee.⁠⁠

Only‍​ a few people‍ of the Zeon‍ Order knew of⁠ Mound, the union‍⁠ located in Dana​‍ Shee. The pope,​‍‌ the Saintess, the‍ cardinals… and a very small number‌‌‍ of bishops. Unfortunately,⁠​ Bishop Gress was‍​‌ one of those⁠⁠ few bishops.

“That’s‍‍ massive trouble! If‌ Bishop Gress speaks‌ a word about‌ Dana Shee…!”

“It‌‌⁠ will go into‍ the ears of‍ the Serpent.”

The⁠‌‍ elders of Mound​⁠ could not conceal‌ their distress. Ever‍​‍ since that incident,⁠​ the Serpent had‍ been indiscriminately hunting​ their comrades in⁠‌‌ search of them.‍

Everyone‍‌​ in Mound knew‍‍‌ upon seeing her⁠ irrationally stubborn hatred,⁠ that a conflict​ against the Serpent⁠​⁠ would not end‍ until one of‌‌⁠ them disappeared from‍​‍ the face of​ this planet.

The​‌​ silence in the​​ room of sighs‍​ and lamentations was⁠​​ broken by Ednar’s⁠ sentence.

“What​‍ if there was‌ a way out‍‌‍ of this?”

“What‌‌​ do you mean?”‍‌‍

Ednar‍ decided to share​​ his message, earlier‌ than scheduled. This‌⁠‌ was a very​ risky gamble.

“Korin​‌ Lork. He reached‍ out to me.”⁠‍

Which‌ side would they​⁠ decide to stand‌‍ with, she wondered.‌

『Tell‌​‌ them to elect‍‍⁠ a head of‍​ the union, Fairy⁠⁠​ King Finvarra. It’s‌ an old tradition​​ but that shoe-making‍‌‍ fairy should know‍‍‌ it.』

『We‌‌ can lend you⁠ a hand if‌ you wish. Join‍​⁠ us for the‌‌ new world.』

Korin‍⁠⁠ Lork and a Sage of the‍‍ Forest, who had​ contacted them quite​‍​ some time ago.‍⁠ Whoever they decided‍⁠ to side with,​‍ Ednar knew that⁠ it would lead‍⁠ to an earth-shattering⁠⁠‌ change.

***‍⁠

I recalled the fight​‍ I had against‌ Tates Valtazar.

『Not​⁠ bad! A bit​ faster this time!』⁠​

A repetition of Rearing‌​‌ Head of the‍ Venomous Dragon and​⁠ consistent use of‍⁠⁠ the Domain. Each​‌‍ and every one‌‌ of his actions⁠ was an eye-opening⁠‌‍ enlightenment.

『Don’t‌​‍ be overly conceited⁠ with the Domain.​ It’s not an‍ invincible, overpowered technique.​‌ Repeated entry into⁠ the Domain sounds‌⁠‍ great, but there‍​ is always a little gap before‌ the activation and‍‍ reactivation.』

He​ commented, treating the‍ Domain, which was⁠ the end goal‌‍ of many warriors,‍ as nothing more‍⁠⁠ than a standard‍‌ technique.

His‌‍​ strides; the way‍​⁠ he held his⁠‌​ spear; his sense‌⁠‍ of balance shifting‌​ with each strike⁠ and his artistic​‍⁠ control over the​ weapon.

It​‍‌ was an overwhelming​‌ defeat, not only⁠⁠​ in terms of⁠​ physical stats but​ also in terms⁠​⁠ of control over​ the spear. I had met countless⁠‌ powerhouses until now,‍⁠‍ but I had​​ only seen three​ people aside from⁠ him who dominated⁠ me in martial⁠‌‌ arts.

Sword​ Emperor, Garrand Arden.‌​‍

King⁠ of Beauty, Eochaid​​ Bres.

And…⁠​‍

“Don’t⁠ lose your focus.”‍

Slam!​⁠​

The​ spear stabbed through‌ the gap in‌​​ my consciousness. Despite⁠​‍ the non-lethalizing spell‍ cast on the⁠ spear, the stab⁠ was still a heavy blow to​‌⁠ my vitals.

“Kuhk…!”‍​

My‌⁠​ body powerlessly crumbled⁠‌ down. I instinctively​‍ protected my head‌‌⁠ to avoid concussion,‍​ but I could⁠ not breathe due​ to the stab⁠ to my solar‌​​ plexus.

“Korin…!”‌

The⁠ last thing I saw was the‌‍ Master hurriedly running‍⁠⁠ towards me after‍‌‍ seeing me fall.​ Now that I think about it,‌ I had never​‌‌ beaten Master a single time until‍ the very end…⁠⁠

………⁠⁠

……​

There‌⁠ was a soft⁠​ feeling behind my‍‌ head. It felt​‍‌ like I was‍⁠​ resting my head⁠ on someone else.‍‌​ When I opened‍​⁠ my eyes, I found Master looking‍​ down at me​‍‍ from straight above.‌​

“How‍​​ long was I out for?”

“Around‍ 8 seconds.”

“You‌‌ should have just⁠‌​ left me be.”‍⁠

“How⁠ could I do⁠ that to you?”⁠⁠

She‌ said while stroking⁠‌ my forehead with​‍⁠ her soft hands.⁠‍​ It was still​‌⁠ unbelievable how she​‌⁠ was one of⁠‍ the strongest spearmen,​ despite having such‍​⁠ soft baby hands.​‍⁠

“More⁠ importantly, does it‍ still hurt? I unconsciously put in⁠‌ too much power.”‍‍⁠

“I​ think you’re being​ too generous to‌​ me, Master. You​ should be more​‍ strict.”

“Fufu.​ Has the me​ in the future‌‌​ ever scolded you?”⁠⁠

“Hmm…‍ I don’t think⁠ so.”

“Of‍ course~. Why would‍‍⁠ I need to‍⁠‌ be strict to‍⁠ such a wonderful‍‌ and magnificent disciple?”‍​

“…”​

It‍‌⁠ may be nothing‍ new, but this‍ person… is way​⁠​ too doting.

I had never heard‍‌ anything negative or⁠​‌ been scolded by‌⁠ her in my‍ life.

“But‌ still~, why don’t⁠​​ you try pretending​‍‌ to be angry⁠‍ at least?”

“Hmm…”‍‌⁠

She‌⁠ looked perplexed after‍ hearing that. After⁠‌‌ rolling her hand,​‍ which was on⁠‍ my forehead, into‍⁠ a fist, she‍‍​ glanced back and‌⁠ forth between me​ and her fist‍‍ before finally making‍⁠ a tough choice.⁠‌​

“Gyaooh…”​

Kong!‌⁠‍

Master‌ said as she‌​ gently pressed my⁠⁠ forehead with her​​​ fist.

“…What​ was that?”

Master​ embarrassedly shrunk a little in response⁠⁠ to my question.⁠‌​ She let out​ an empty cough​ to chase away‌‍⁠ the embarrassment but​​ following that was​‌⁠ a timid whisper.⁠‌⁠

“A,‍‍‌ a tiger?”

Was​⁠⁠ she trying to‌⁠ mimic a tiger‌ just then?

“Hahaha…”‌​

It‍‌⁠ was more like‌ a cat than‍ a tiger… a cat soaked in⁠‌⁠ water, at that.‍

“Ughh…”‍⁠‍

Master​‌⁠ twitched her toes⁠ around, which made‌‍ my head shake‌‌ from the top‍ of her lap.​⁠⁠ She could not‍‍​ straighten her back​⁠​ and her shoulders‍‍ and instead shifted‍‍‍ the topic to​⁠​ a different question.⁠‌​

“B,​‍⁠ by the way,‍⁠ what were you⁠‌ thinking about the‌ whole time?”

“The‍⁠ fight against Tates.”​​

“Ah…”⁠

“He⁠‌ might be an⁠‍ enemy, but I have to admit‍⁠ it. He’s strong.‌⁠‍ Both in pure​⁠‌ power and skill…⁠​ I would need​‌ to improve a lot more to⁠‌​ fight him on⁠‌​ equal grounds.”

“I’m​​‍ sure you can​​ do it.”

I had been dominated​‌ despite the 740%‍ amplification. Considering how‌​‍ that was only​ possible thanks to⁠​ Dun Scaith, Dumnorix‌ and Eochaid Bres‍​ also being present…‍⁠ it would be​‍‍ much less than‌‌ that in the⁠ actual final battle.⁠‌

‘The‍ gap in our⁠ stats would drop⁠ if I make​‌‌ use of his‌ Precept but…’

Physical‍ stats isn’t the‌‍ only difference in‍​ our caliber.

“His​ strength is in‍⁠​ his terrifying proficiency‌ of spearmanship and…”​

“He‍ possesses an otherworldly‍ talent. Calling it⁠ simply ‘talent’ wouldn’t‌⁠‍ be enough.”

Honestly,⁠⁠‍ the difference between‌ Tates and Master’s⁠‍ spearmanship wasn’t that​ big. There was⁠⁠ only a slight‍⁠⁠ gap between their‌‌ proficiency in spearmanship​‍⁠ but…

“I​​​ would probably lose​​ a hundred out⁠‍ of a hundred​‍⁠ fights. We only‌‍​ won 80 years‍ ago thanks to​‌‍ Clara’s help.”

“What…​‍⁠ exactly is it?‌ I’ve seen Sword​​⁠ Emperor Garrand fight​⁠⁠ before, and I got a similar⁠‍ feeling from that​‌⁠ when I was⁠⁠ fighting Tates.”

“Do⁠⁠‍ you know there’s⁠‌ a difference between​​​ being strong and⁠‌​ being victorious?”

“…Is​ this about psychology?”​

Master⁠‍⁠ shook her head‍‍⁠ and replied.

“Sometimes,​‍​ very rarely in‌ the annals of‌⁠⁠ history, there are‌​ beings that are‍​ born simply to‍‍​ fight.

“The‍‍ Danann of Light,​⁠‍ Lugh, who contended‌‍ against Balor the⁠ King of Titans,‍ the killer of⁠‍ the Previous God​‍ King Nuada, would⁠⁠ be one such⁠‌ example.

“A​​‍ mysterious talent to‍ defeat a foe‍‍⁠ that should logically⁠‌ be undefeatable. An⁠‍ otherworldly talent that‌ surpasses any difference‍⁠ in strength and‍​ technique – the‍‌ fortune of victory.​ There are people‍‍‍ who are born⁠ with the destiny‌​ of winning as⁠‍​ if the entire‌‍‍ era wants to⁠‌​ give them victory⁠ as a gift.”​‍

I…⁠‌ heard something similar‌⁠ before. From Sword‌‍⁠ Emperor Garrand Arden,​ Sword Master Lunia‍ Arden… as well‍ as from the‌​⁠ previous iteration’s Master.‍‍‌

“You​ are also in‍ possession of that‍ disparate talent. Think⁠ back on your​‍ fights. Have you‌‌ ever overwhelmed your​ opponent in any‍‍‍ of your battles?”⁠⁠​

“For‌ most of them…‌‌ no.”

For‌‌​ all my fights,⁠ I prepared myself‍ as much as​​ I could. There​‌ was the support‌‍ from my Precepts,​ and I always⁠​ strived to gather‍​​ everything that would‍⁠ let me come​⁠ out victorious. That‌ was how I was able to​ win.

“Whether⁠⁠‌ it be power,‍⁠ weapon, geographical location‍‍ or fortune… There’s‌ the talent of⁠‌ being able to​‌‌ pour everything into​‌⁠ the sole purpose‍​‌ of victory—”

—The​​‌ talent of victory.‌‌

That⁠‌ was what she​ added.

“Right‌​ now, you might‍ be weak and​ inadequate. However, I can tell you⁠​⁠ for sure, that‌⁠‍ you have the‌ destined talent of‌ a hero. And‌‍⁠ your talents aren’t‌‍⁠ any worse than‍⁠‍ Tates’.”

“That⁠​⁠ doesn’t… feel real‌ though.”

I used to be‍‍‌ a normal person​ on Earth, living⁠ a life far​⁠‍ from violence.

Do‌ I really possess‌‍ a talent like‍​‌ that?

“Whatever‍‍ the case, I need to awaken​​‍ my talents as​ soon as possible,‌​‍ because I will⁠ be fighting against‍ him in the‌‍⁠ near future.”

“Is​ that how it‌‍ went in the‌‌ future you’ve experienced?”‌⁠⁠

“…Yes.”⁠

The‌⁠⁠ unforgettable nightmare of‍ you saving me‍ with your life⁠‌ as the price.‍⁠

“Dear‍‍​ child, my beloved​‍ disciple. Your Master​‍ will protect you​​ no matter the‌ cost. I have​ no doubts that​ your talents will‌​​ bloom and that‍​ you will continue⁠‌ my legacy—”

I lifted my fingers‌‍​ and pinched Master‌ on her nose.​‍

“W,​‌ what was that?!”​

“I​⁠⁠ told you not⁠​​ to say anything‌ like that.”

“Uht…⁠⁠ B, but I’m⁠‌‍ your Master…”

“If⁠ you keep saying​‌ that, I won’t⁠ even treat you​‍⁠ like my Master.”‌​​

“T,​⁠‌ that’s a mean‌​ thing to say.”‌

I pondered while looking‍‍​ at her reddened⁠ nose. This person⁠‌ was always so‍​​ eager to sacrifice⁠‌ herself and I didn’t like that.​⁠

“You’re⁠​ the one being​‌ mean.”

Turning​‌ my head, I rubbed my face⁠‍‌ on her thighs​ and her belly‍‍⁠ to act like⁠⁠ the ‘child’ she‍ suggested I was.​​

“Don’t‌‌ die no matter⁠ what happens. If​ you do that‌‌ again… I won’t‍‍⁠ forgive you.”

“Htt…!”‍‌‍

“Answer‍‍​ me.”

“Haa…⁠ How can I say no when‍ you say that?”⁠

Of‌ course, you shouldn’t,​ and don’t try‍‌⁠ to beat your‍‍ disciple in an⁠‌ argument!

“Master,‌‍​ you have to⁠​​ live with me⁠‌​ for an eternity.​‌ You have no​‌ choice but to⁠‌⁠ live forever with‍ your disciple here.”‍‌

“H,⁠‍‌ huh? T, that’s…⁠ Fuu…”

For​​‌ some reason, her‍⁠​ voice sounded like‍ a candy melted‌⁠⁠ by sunlight. I turned my eyes‍‌ to the sky‌ and found her‍ covering her bright⁠​‍ red face with‌​‌ her two hands.​⁠

“Master?”‌

“Ugh…‌ Let’s, let’s stay⁠⁠​ like this for‌ now.”

I wonder what’s wrong⁠ with her?

This‍​‍ did happen in‌‍​ the last iteration‍‌​ as well, but⁠‍ it was happening‌​⁠ more often in⁠ this iteration. Well,‍ that was what‍⁠ my Master was​‍‍ saying so I didn’t have any‍ choice as the​⁠‍ disciple. Besides, I could rub my⁠⁠ face on her‌⁠‍ soft thighs so​‍​ it was a win for me‌⁠‌ as well.

-Jiing!⁠

“Oh‍‍‍ dear.”

Unfortunately,⁠‍‍ an end came⁠⁠‍ to this joyous​​‍ period of time.‍

“Student‌ Korin. As you⁠ said… What are⁠‍ you doing?”

I turned around and⁠ saw Lady Josephine‍ looking at me​ with a frown.‍

“Can‌​ you lend me‍⁠⁠ your lap as​ well, Professor?”

“Haa…⁠‌‌ Now is not‍ the time for‍ this. Student Korin,​​ everything went as‍⁠ you said.”

“So…”​

“Yes.‍⁠‍ It’s looking slightly‌⁠​ dangerous. We have‌ to start moving.”⁠​

“5‌‌ days before the‍​ start of the⁠ new semester, huh?​​ Later than expected.”‍

“Korin,‌⁠​ is this about‍‌‌ what you mentioned‌ before?” Master asked.​

“Yes.‌⁠⁠ Well, it’s still​‌‌ going according to⁠⁠ plan.”

We‌ didn’t even have⁠​‍ to bother mentioning‍ the specific details‍‍‌ again to make‍​ sense of what‍ was happening. For‌‌​ security purposes, it‌⁠⁠ was a secret⁠‍⁠ shared only between‌​ us three.

The​‍ final event that​ would be decorating​⁠ this long summer‍ holiday was picked⁠​ up by Lady⁠​​ Josephine’s radar.

“Now,‍ let’s prepare ourselves.⁠⁠ It’s the final‍⁠ event before a new semester, so‌⁠ let’s get this‍‍​ done quickly. Do⁠​ you still have​⁠⁠ the thing I gave you? Wear‌⁠​ that on your⁠ head.”

“Nn…‍⁠‌ I do have⁠‍ it because you‌⁠ gave it to⁠‌‍ me, but why?”‌⁠

“Don’t‍ ask questions; there’s​ a reason for​‌‍ everything. You too,​‌​ Professor Josephine.”

“…Wouldn’t‍ a mask be‍⁠​ better if we⁠‌ are hiding our​‍​ identities?”

“It’s‌ not like I’m‍⁠​ planning to though?”⁠

I said while wrapping‍⁠ the cloth circlet‌‍ around my head,‍‍​ making sure in‌ the process to​ have the little​ scratch at the‍ front.

***​⁠​

They,‍‌‍ who were attacking​‌ the freshman students⁠ who were returning⁠ to Merkarva Academy‌⁠ along with the​‌ new semester, were‌ stopped by an​ unexpected foe.

Despite‍⁠​ standing before dozens‍​‍ of professional assassins,‍ the young man​⁠‍ didn’t seem frightened​ in the slightest.​ He looked young,‍​ but there was​‍⁠ not a single‌​‌ light of caution​‍ or fear in⁠ his eyes.

“Hmm…”‍⁠

“Haa…”⁠⁠

And‌‍‍ standing behind him‌⁠⁠ were two ladies​‍‍ wearing cloth circlets‍​‌ with a strange​‍ mark at the​⁠ front. He, who‍​‌ appeared with a beautiful lady on‌‌‍ each of his‌⁠ sides, waved at​ the student who‍‍ had been the⁠​​ target of the‌⁠ group of assassins.‍‍‌

“Junior‌ Rashid. Long time⁠ no see.”

“S,‍​‌ senior? Chairman and​ Senior Professor?!”

The‌​⁠ target said with​​ a stupefied face,⁠​​ which agitated all​‍‌ the assassins present.⁠‍ The chairman and‍‌‍ the senior professor​ of the Academy?⁠​​ They didn’t know‌ much about the‍ chairman, but there​‌⁠ was only one⁠​​ Senior Professor at​‍ Merkarva Academy, and⁠​ that was the‌ Dimensional Witch.

“Oi,⁠‍⁠ you folks.”

The⁠‌ young man who​ appeared with such​‌ big shots behind​⁠ him asked a question while gazing‌ down at the‍ assassins.

“Do⁠ you know why‌ we are strong?”​​

What⁠​⁠ the heck was‍​​ this about? The⁠‍ assassins wondered, but‍‌ before they could​​ even say anything,​‌‍ the young man‌‍ started shouting as‍⁠ if he had‍‍ been longing for‍​ this moment and​ a chance to‍⁠ say the phrase.‌​

“It’s‍ because we are​ Rogue Ninjas— Uhk!‍‍ Professor Josephine!?”

“You’re‌‍ embarrassing us so⁠⁠ please stop doing‌ that.”

“Clara…⁠​ Why are you​ being so mean‌‌ to Korin?”

“…What?”‌‌‍

““…””‍​⁠

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