An Angel Lives in the Academy - An Angel Lives in the Academy chapter 184

Episode 184: An Angel Taking a Observation Lesson (7)

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It was a really beautiful day. A day when the birds are chirping and the flowers are blooming. Still, such an ominous day as if someone had to burn it down in hell.

A girl’s hum began to be heard from the roof of the swordsmanship department dormitory.

“Heungheungheung-”

A soft pink tail fluttering in the warm sunlight.

He was a first-year swordsman and was Hong-wol’s younger brother, So-wol’s tail.

“Wait, the author.”

As always, Sowol was looking for a sunny spot. Even today, it had been a long time since I skipped class just because it was a very nice day.

A funny thing that appeared while we were having such a leisurely time… No important goal.

“The guy who seduced my sister with his body… You’re the referee… … !”

salang salang-

Sowol, who lowers the upper part of the waist deeply and lifts the buttocks. It was a difficult posture for some to call it a Jack-O-Challenge, but it was a very comfortable posture for Sowol, a member of the moon cat clan.

Sowol, wiggling her hips like a cat, is thinking about attacking the referee.

“I’m going to scold you. For scolding me so that I won’t be able to see my sister anymore… … !”

It is the virtue of assassins and thieves to focus all their attention on the target.

Sowol put the referee in his field of vision.

Blond gleaming in the sunlight.

It has melancholy, but that makes the emerald-colored eyes more attractive.

It was a pure beauty that seemed to be broken.

“Wow, really… … .”

I know these expressions don’t suit the boy, but Sowol couldn’t find another expression in his head.

“I was also captivated by my body. I cannot forgive you.”

That moment when the girl who had her heart soared jumped towards the referee. An indescribable cold energy flowed through Sowol’s bones.

Suddenly, the referee was looking at him.

That too with a very cold expression on his face.

That expression that looked at you as if you had no hatred, no hostility or even a look of condescension, just purely without any emotion.

‘doll?’

If you are looking for something in that appearance, you will only find life.

It is a life that is different from human life, the kind of life that once gave birth to the existence of a demon king.

Piing-

Tears welled up in Sowol’s pink eyes.

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No matter how much you say he is a child of the moon cat clan, he is a child in the end.

There was no way he could afford to live like this.

“… yes?”

The referee turns his head as soon as he hears the nyaat- nyaat- sound. At the end of the referee’s gaze, a single girl was holding back her tears in fear.

Pink hair and pink tail.

However, the two heads seem shorter than Hong-wol.

“Nyaa… … .”

“You, please.”

So-wol leaps wildly as the referee approaches. Then, instinctively taking a defensive posture was really like a moon cat clan.

“Are you Wol’s younger brother, Sowol?”

“Well, then what would you do?”

A voice filled with shame.

Sowol was ashamed of the fact that he was now terrified.

‘What, what? Are you doing this because you’re scared of that harmless-looking guy?’

shame. shame.

When people feel ashamed, they act more excessively to relieve the shame.

And it was the same with Sowol.

“Sowol-ah, I have something to ask you.”

“no. You will never answer.”

The sharp attitude of Sowol.

Although he was frightened, he showed a strong figure and tried to hide the ugliness of the past.

However, the referee didn’t know why Sowol was scared, so he didn’t even notice why he was trying to show his strength.

The life the referee embraced earlier is just that.

‘Who’s coming from behind? I hope he’s not the one to bother me.’

It was because it was a very faint life.

A hostile so small that it is difficult to even call it life.

But uncontrollable hatred and bitterness creeped out through the cracks in his heart, turning that hostility into life.

“Bad guy, I hate it. Never tell me!”

Seeing So-wol, who took hostility towards him in a similar way to Hong-wol, the referee felt a bit of bitterness in his heart.

‘If I fall, will Wol-i show me that kind of image?’

The referee smiled pathetic.

“okay.”

Leaving those words behind, he headed towards the swordsmanship department’s dormitory.

“ah?”

The referee leaves without doing anything to himself. He refused to tell me and was rude even though he was a senior.

Still, the referee smiled softly and left the seat.

‘Are you revealing your life to me, and now you’re pretending to be nice again?’

Perhaps her older sister was possessed by such kindness. However, having already experienced the life of that boy, he is no longer deceived.

‘I’ll take off that good-natured mask, revealing the author’s true nature.’

Sowol takes a stance once again.

and.

Paat- Sowol rushes at the same speed as the sound. There is only one goal, the referee, a con artist who has possessed his older sister.

To erase the shame of being scared earlier. And to reclaim Hong-wol, a precious family. Sowol swore in his heart that he would never stop again.

“Soya style black magic.”

But the referee just muttered like this without looking back.

“Special dog grass.”

In the referee’s hand, a huge foxtail was growing all of a sudden. Although it is large in size, it is really… … .

It really looked like a dog’s tail.

And let the referee rustle the foxtail.

“Nyaan. Nyaan!”

So-wol, who was full of determination, for a moment forgot his oath and followed the foxtail.

After three seconds, Sowol’s cheeks turn red like a blush.

“This, this, this disgrace… … .”

Sowol takes the stance of charging once again. Tears were welling up in his eyes.

But when the referee pats the foxtail once more.

“Nyaan.”

So-wol tries to snatch the foxtail with her hands again with cat eyes. It even made me wonder if it was the girl who had been filled with anger before, what looked a little happy.

Truly mind control.

MC Angel Referee.

I don’t know if there are any angels with such a wicked title, but the referee deserved it anyway.

‘You can’t be an MC angel. This isn’t a title, it’s stuffed. Rather, a training angel. No, this is also dangerous… … !’

A referee who senses the danger of foxtail in real time.

The referee, with an uneasy expression on his face, recalled the day he learned this foxtail magic.

the day it rained

As always, two girls arguing over frivolous things.

“Hong Moon! Red Moon!”

“Why?”

“Did you eat the pudding I saved?”

“Mollu. not me.”

Soya exclaimed as she ripped off her wizard’s hat.

“Eating it after taking a bath is one of the few stigmas in my wizarding career… This, this, this beast who doesn’t know the laws of humans… … .”

“Congratulations, congratulations? Soya, have you finished talking?”

“You said it all! This is a thief cat! If it was a stray cat, it would steal fish and eat it, so why would you steal someone else’s pudding!”

“cat?”

roar. Two words that Hong-Wol hates. The word beast and the word cat. And Soya spit out both of those words that day.

A warlord that winds around the inside of the church like that.

Hong-wol made a creepy sound from his bones and stretched lightly.

“Isn’t it right these days?”

“Heh, heh. It won’t be like last time.”

Is Hong Moon strong or Soya strong?

Or are the two of them a whistleblower?

In fact, this is nothing but a battle of whether the army is strong or the navy is strong. Just as the army is strong on land and the navy is strong in naval battles, Soya and Hongwol each had their own strengths.

Soya is good at one-to-many.

Due to the nature of the wizard, he was able to deal with a lot more enemies than the Red Moon, of course, because of the many wide-area weapons, the mezzi, and the ability to shoot from a distance while flying.

Hong-wol is good at one-on-one situations.

Due to the nature of the assassin, he is learning several instant-death techniques that can be called a fatality, and his fighting skills, swordsmanship, and body specs are also much stronger than Soya’s.

And while Soya prefers air battles, Hong-wol prefers land battles.

So let’s take a look at the conditions.

If the fighting radius is limited to the inside of the building, even if there is a condition that the furniture inside the building must not be destroyed.

Hong-wol’s odds of winning were overwhelmingly high.

So most of the fight between Hongwol and Soya is Soya, who suffered from the joint period of Hongwol.

“Keang, surrender, surrender! Aww! Hurry up, stop this, this, this black-horse hate! I die!”

In most cases, it ends by shouting … … .

But that day was different.

“Soya style black magic.”

Soya looks at Hong-wol with a confident expression. The determination not to be hit like the last time was engraved on that arrogant smile.

“what. Whatever you do, do you think you can beat me?”

And the black foxtail that grew from Soya’s hand.

“Special dog grass.”

“Nah?”

Thus, Hong-wol was humiliatedly defeated by Soya.

The incident ended when the referee after class entered the cathedral.

“Nyaa. Uhhh Nya!”

“Kyahahahaha! Now you can never attack me. This is the greatness of black magic!”

It was after seeing Soya playing with Hong-wol, sweating profusely.

Seeing both of them looking happy, the referee was at a loss for words.

‘I actually ate that pudding back then.’

It had already passed.

Anyway, the referee calms So-Wol as if So-Ya suppressed Hong-Wol.

“Are you calming down now?”

“Ugh… … .”

shame, shame.

When people feel ashamed, they act more excessively to relieve the shame.

But when you cross the threshold of shame,

They are busy hiding without taking any action.

So-wol, who had been jumping up and down until before, deceived by the rustling of black foxtail, could not overcome his shame and lay squatting, covering his face with his hands.

“Don’t tell other people… please.”

“Don’t tell me.”

The referee looked at Sowol. Sowol glanced at the referee, then bowed his head in embarrassment and muttered something like this.

“What do you want to know… yo. this?”

“What do you want to know?”

“Okay, you No, you said there was something you wanted to ask.”

What the referee wants to ask Sowol.

There was only one.

“Are you sure it’s your motive link?”

“ring? Why is he?”

“I want to meet him.”

Sowol’s expression changes in an instant. It was really a moment, but the referee could sense the meaning of that expression to some extent.

Tension, discomfort and fear.

So-wol, the daughter of the chieftain of the moon cat, was nervous and displeased with the thought of Gori, and was in fear.

The girl who had the courage to attack the referee even after tasting the angel’s life was afraid of the boy named Gori.

‘I certainly didn’t think that the kid who dreamed of becoming a murder master would be normal.’

Sowol started muttering again.

“ring. ring… eww.”

“why? What’s wrong with Gori?”

“Rather than a problem.”

Sowol hesitated and said while holding the referee’s sleeve.

“… Gori is a dangerous kid.”