An Angel Lives in the Academy - An Angel Lives in the Academy chapter 182

Episode 182: An Angel Taking a Observation Lesson (5)

Central Superman Academy is the best academy in the world. It has the world’s best faculty, boasts the world’s best facilities, and has the world’s best students.

If so, what is the level of parents?

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As everything is the best in the world, of course, the level of parents is also the best in the world.

Here’s a look at those aspects one by one:

From the group’s owner to the dictator of a dictatorship, a semi-dimensional ruler, a guild leader of a gigantic guild, and the head of a superhuman family.

The people in power who actually rule the world are the parents of the Central Superhuman Academy.

And the biggest reason they entrusted their children to the Central Superman Academy is… … .

‘Warrior.’

It was to raise his own children to be warriors.

Even though the classes at the Central Superman Academy were quite difficult and the tests were harsher, being a hero was worth all the sacrifices.

That said, there must not have been many parents who were willing to sacrifice even their children’s lives.

“Yes, this is Wonsan. After the dungeon rating change that happened a week ago… … .”

The faint sound of TV. Three people listening to the sound of the TV downstairs like a radio that ordinary people cannot hear.

“It’s a dungeon grade change situation.”

Dungeon grade change situation. It was referring to a situation in which the grade of a dungeon that occurred off the coast of Wonsan changed from F-class to EX-class dungeon in an instant.

The place that experts called the ruined dungeon, Hogu dungeon quickly gained recognition as the Demon Dragon’s Nest… … .

All those who entered disappeared, and Wonsan was burned by the crawling dragons.

And among those who entered were the students of the Central Superman Academy who were taking midterm exams. Even the children of noble families who can preempt information first.

“How did it not go well though? The vice-dean personally went and cleaned up the situation, and for unknown reasons, the demon dragon also self-destructed. But are you going to conduct an observation class with only these things?”

Klein sipping coffee while wiping his one-eyed glasses. He looks at Park Jin-ho with a sharp attitude without hiding his slight dissatisfaction.

“right. Observation class? her. It doesn’t happen in a day or two for a child to be injured in a midterm exam. Not even dead children.”

And next to him was Rusa, sipping coffee. Rusa looked at Park Jin-ho with a really annoyed expression on her face.

“Yeah, so fortunately there are no bad kids. But there are many children who are psychologically traumatized. I probably won’t be able to recover.”

“Champagne flies when the wind blows. What kind of wind or storm is coming, but it’s good to be able to filter it out.”

“Rusa, an adult shouldn’t talk about a child’s pain easily. It is the fault of our professors that the children have become that way. The times did not make it that way.”

A large hand with small scars covers Park Jin-ho’s face. Then, as if Rusa was annoyed, she added a word.

“What, why? Ha, Park Jin-ho, are you pretending to be kind by yourself these days?”

“Are you the only one who trembles on purpose? Where did the elf, who lost reason and rushed into the Demon Dragon’s nest to save the referees and students, went?”

“under… … .”

Rusa was speechless and filled her mug with coffee. I just closed my mouth as I watched the white liquor and dark brown liquor blend into a light brown color.

“It really has changed a lot. The vice president, Russa, and me. And everyone else.”

Klein smiles.

It was not a smile like a black curtain as usual, but a smile with some sincerity.

“After he came, a lot has really changed.”

The sorcerer of the one-eyed glasses could feel it.

The professors were throwing away their humanity like the demon king in order to defeat the demon king, and the students of the central academy did everything in their power to become stronger.

‘I couldn’t help it.’

Yes, it was unavoidable if it was to survive from the Demon King. However, at that time, when Klein looked at the central academy in the middle of the day, he felt a darkness from which he could not escape, as if deep night had come.

Day was no different than night.

Because it was just dark.

‘But, after the referee came.’

A faint but clear light began to shine. Just like a woman.

A child who taught them the loveliness of a child to them who were losing their humanity. A child who showed each other’s warmth to children who only looked at strength. A child who turns what would have been a tragic event into a comedy that can be laughed at.

That light truly lit the world.

It can be weak Just a little light is fine. No matter how dark this world is, if it just shines, if it just shines… … .

It means the day is coming.

Klein, who remembered the blonde hair of a certain boy shining in the morning light, looked at Park Jin-ho, capturing his improved mood.

“But it’s strange. No matter how, if there are no fatalities, you are going to hold an observation class that is no different than a hearing. I don’t think the board is moving too quickly.”

“The professor thinks so. Perhaps there is another real purpose.”

“What if we were apart?”

Park Jin-ho’s voice that sinks coldly for a moment.

“Attack the Demon Dragon’s Nest. Being able to do that with just three girls.”

“no way.”

“Maybe that’s right.”

Rusa immediately lowered her ears and exposed her teeth. And Klein fiddling with his wand and looking out the window with lively eyes.

“They are aiming for the referee, a fortune in the sky that awakens the warrior. Maybe it’s an observation class for that.”

“Damn it. That is why the chairman, the head of the Seocheon Confucian family, is pushing the observation class so much.”

“Hey, if you’re wrong, you can only see the solution with your fists. I go today and the board of directors is overturned.”

Tak Tak- Rusa breathes energy into her fist. The sound of burning flames begins to come from her arms.

“Arthur. That’s what the board is looking for.”

“That’s right, maybe after pointing out the problems of the central academy through observation classes, the professors say they are not qualified to teach the referees and try to take them away.”

“Take him away, avoiding my fists.”

“So, how do you entrust a student to an outgoing elf like you? It comes out like this!”

Fuuk- Klein relaxed his body and buried himself deep in the chair.

“A board of directors made up of superhuman families and huge guilds. Their stock is also a threat to us. And if there is an all-out war between us and the board… … .”

“It is a human war. It should never happen.”

“No, then what are you going to do?”

Rusa was frustrated and struggling, and Klein only sighed as she looked at Rusa.

“You have to prepare well for class.”

When Klein had finished speaking, he felt fear after a long time.

What the hell are you afraid of?

As a result of contemplating myself for a brief moment, it was a fear of the dark.

Total darkness, the feeling of losing the light. Klein’s light. Referee.

‘I’m nervous, I don’t know why, but I feel like I’m going to lose my light and the referee through this observation class… … .’

Why the hell am I feeling this way? Klein seemed to be filled with despair at the fact that his senses were pretty good.

‘Just shine.’

People don’t expect much from light.

I just want to float in the sky and illuminate the world.

‘Just let it shine.’

Deep in his heart, Klein offered a prayer he didn’t know would reach.

* * *

“The referee!”

“yes?”

The referee turned his head at the familiar voice.

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Next to him stood Soya, the girl who always eats breakfast with her, with a sad expression on her face.

“Are you going to take observation classes at the Magic Department?”

An attitude of speaking as if it were natural. However, the referee had no choice but to scratch his head as if in a bit of trouble.

“Well, I haven’t decided yet.”

“why? why?”

“Yeah… … .”

In fact, the referee was planning to take an observation class at the Mutu Department. because. In Mutu Department, there is Yumari, the referee’s most painful finger, and I was able to meet the headmaster of Yuga Seocheon who came to see Yumari.

What are you going to do when we meet?

I don’t know that.

Would you like to be friendly?

‘That’s right, if you’re going to fall.’

And there are no Soya and Wol-i in the Department of Mutu. I don’t want to see the sad faces of these children. In fact, this is the biggest reason.

‘I’ll have to go to the Department of Martial Arts as well. It’s the only one there.’

The referee calmly asked Soya again, hiding her feelings.

“But why? It doesn’t matter where you take the observation class.”

“It doesn’t matter though. You will definitely need me.”

“No, I don’t need it.”

Soya shows a sullen attitude again. It was a little cute to appeal to her to look at her pouty expression by raising the brim of her hat slightly.

So a moment’s silence passed.

When the referee did not soothe her strained self, Soya, who was really upset, muttered while lowering her visor.

“Hey, okay, do what you want. I don’t know either!”

And Soya looking at the referee again.

“I will go!”

peek again-

However, the referee did not catch Soya.

“Uh-huh!”

And Soya put a hast on her little leg and strides forward. Even if it’s just walking, the speed is no joke.

It was like a moving walk.

It was just a moving walk back to where the design went wrong.

peek-

Eagle Eagle-

One gaze staring at the referee’s back.

The boy sighed deeply in his heart, feeling the girl secretly watching him from behind.

And as if he had not felt that gaze, as if he had not felt anything, he stood up normally and headed to the class of another department.

It was painful and difficult.

* * *

1st and 2nd year joint class of swordsmanship department.

It was a joint class for horses, and it was a class that was nothing more than indiscriminate fighting. However, if there is a difference from other academies, the matchmaking in the central academy is… … .

‘It doesn’t happen in a normal dinning room.’

A battlefield that recreates all spaces where people can fight, from urban terrain in preparation for urban warfare to forests, rivers, and even volcanoes and glaciers.

The referee and a boy were facing knives in the apartment hallway.

“Heh heh, heh. Senior, you are really good with knives. Going crazy.”

“Your junior too.”

A referee competing against a first-year boy. Although the first-year boys were taller and had longer arms… … .

“No, Heo-eok, Heo-eok, who only goes to the swordsmanship department, more than me, Heo-eok. If you are this strong!”

The referee is the successor to the claiming swordsmanship.

The word “master of swordsmanship” is not worth it.

And for a master, the difference in body is just a difference in one characteristic.

The referee easily pushed the first-year boy into thinking.

‘strong. It’s not easy to find a kid who uses a sword like this in this grade, let alone the first grade.’

Wouldn’t this child be the strongest in the school year, except for Hong-wol, who has become completely out of the norm and now has to face Jin-ho Park directly?

With that thought in mind, the referee sprinted up the concrete floor. The boy and the boy who broke the wall and ran away with him were trying to hide themselves for a moment using the wreckage of the wall.

That was even expected.

Without hesitation, the referee broke through the wall dust and approached the first grader, and had no choice but to stop for a moment.

“for a moment. This space.”

And a first grader who doesn’t miss that moment.

Stabbing hesitation is the basics of a warrior.

Turning the moment into an opportunity is the foundation of a fighter.

The blade of a first-year student that comes through the gap like that.

The referee naturally thrust the knife into the throat of the first grader. With cold and dark eyes, with a smile that no one will forgive.

“Sun, sir.”

“ah.”