An Angel Lives in the Academy - An Angel Lives in the Academy chapter 193

Episode 193: An Angel Taking a Observation Lesson (16)

“By the way, don’t you think I didn’t make any preparations against you demon lords?”

The Demon King smiled gloomy.

Then, after being enveloped in darkness, it changed into a new form.

“I don’t think it means that you haven’t prepared for a hero for a long time, right?”

Then the darkness cleared and the demon lord greeted him once again.

The demon king, holding the tip of the sky blue chiffon dress, bowed his head softly and greeted him.

“hi.”

It’s like a greeting that a woman in the Middle Ages would do.

‘What are you doing all of a sudden?’

At such a strange movement, the referee tilted his head. Why did you suddenly act like that?

Barely embracing the broken body, the referee raised his creaking body and took a stance.

To the already fallen self, the angelic power is nothing less than poison. But even so, the referee could not stop gathering the angelic powers.

Even if you know that the angelic power is burning your body like a judgment.

＜Using angelic power with a body that has begun to fall… … .>

Because the referee was a guardian angel.

＜It’s like an angel!>

And in order to protect someone, he had to do everything he could.

“And hmm, hello.”

After finishing the medieval greeting, the Demon King began to clear his throat as if he was about to start singing.

‘Why are you making such an old-fashioned greeting? Under what circumstances have I ever seen such an old-fashioned greeting?’

The referee’s head starts to spin quickly.

The angelic power that burns the referee’s blood vessels for the purpose of purifying the corrupt was very painful, but the referee had to concentrate on his thoughts nonetheless.

‘right.’

I’ve seen it occasionally.

A vocalist or musical singer giving such an old-fashioned greeting before the start of a performance.

And Lepriel’s words come to mind again.

‘The seven trumpets are also the power that Luciel used the most. In fact, he wielded all powers perfectly… … .’

The power to create karma songs.

The breath of the left angel blowing the seven trumpets.

At that moment, the referee realized what kind of technique the Demon Lord was trying to unfold.

“Ahh-“

Just like a professional singer, he put his hand on his chest and the other hand towards the audience, and so the Demon King began to sing.

As the surrounding karma resonated with the Demon King’s song, it began to appear like a real landscape.

“Chiit. Is it hallucinatory?”

“No, this is not a hallucination.”

Soya denied Hong-wol’s question and looked around.

“Even the reality check, all the senses that feel like magic, or even karma, tell me that this is reality.”

“I know, I feel the same way. But what about this?”

The reality of this world was unfolding.

It was a reality that I wanted to hide so much that it felt like hell more than any other hell.

Hell created by a corrupt government.

A nightmare unfolded by powerful people who transcend the law.

And the songs of those who groan in it.

The two young warriors could not stop their tension in the overwhelming dark karma.

“I don’t know what the devil is doing.”

After those words, the red moon gradually begins to disappear.

“It’s a win-win.”

“Wait, Hongwol!”

Bread win. Soya liked it too, but in this situation, I thought it would make no sense to win.

‘Even though the skill of the Hero of the Red Moon is a fraud skill that can completely eliminate existence in this world… … .’

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No, I couldn’t even recognize that a girl named Hong-wol existed, so it could be said that it was a skill that was really suitable for winning the victory.

‘Wait a minute, maybe that’s possible?’

The moment Soya had faint hope… … .

At that moment, a certain question ran through Soya’s head.

‘Wait, I must not be aware of the existence itself, so why am I aware of the existence of Hongwol now? Perhaps, a karma technique that neutralizes the karma technique?’

And the referee felt the same way.

“Wolah! Get out of there!”

“late.”

The Demon King, who was singing, grabbed Hong-wol’s wrist with a light hand as if he had finally caught it and twisted it.

“Ugh, uh, how?”

“how? Is there a wizard who can teach you the tricks of his magic?”

And without hesitation, the black claymore aimed at Hong-wol’s neck.

“Because of you, the referee is going the wrong way. die.”

“stop!”

Soya and the referee shouted together.

But the black claymore did not stop.

‘The remaining angelic power is weak. Even on the verge of collapse.’

In order to protect Hong-wol in this situation, the referee had no choice but to use everything.

‘I should have gathered the Angel Power sooner.’

Just before the Jinma Sword reached Hongwol’s white neck, the referee had no choice but to recite one word.

‘I should have increased the probability of success by collecting angel power faster.’

“Ein Thorpe, activate.”

The name of the word is Ein Thorpe.

It was the referee’s dramatic technique with the meaning of infinite light.

The referee didn’t know exactly what kind of skill this was, but he did know that it was only going to be strong and his last hope.

And just like that, Ein Sof was activated.

* * *

White has two meanings.

The white color of light that cannot be filled because it is full of light. The white color of innocence means that it has not yet been filled because it is empty.

‘This place… … ?’

And this place was full of both meanings of white.

A place filled with infinite light, yet showing true innocence that has not even begun.

“Here… … .”

The girl with dark hair, who looked like an angel, licked her lips in disbelief.

“This is the world before creation.”

“The world before creation?”

“Yeah, the moment when the world had nothing but infinite light before it made sense.”

The girl’s expression looked frightened and ecstatic, and she seemed to want to reject the light, but she was unwittingly stretching out her hand.

“Young referee, this is your dramatic technique. Similar to me, but different.”

Demon King’s extreme technique.

As soon as the referee heard those words, he was a little desperate, but he didn’t show any expression and looked at the demon king.

“But your dramatic technique is not in use right now, is it?”

“Why do you think so?”

“I told you when I was summoned. I was summoned to this world with a large crowd. If I had been able to use dramatic techniques, I would have used them right away without having to deal with Soya and Hong-wol.”

“Ugh, you’re half right.”

The dark but sad eyes of the Demon King.

“Because I don’t want to hurt you.”

“It’s useless kindness.”

The referee looked around the space once more. At first, I wondered if this space could be called a space… … .

This ‘meaningless’ space where only infinite light exists.

‘That infinite light must be the karma of light.’

The referee looked into that infinite light and had no choice but to think of some blasphemous thoughts.

‘I think I’ve heard of it. This world is made of light. The world was created because I said there should be light.’

But in this world, darkness is stronger than light. So, the referee knew that this world was created with the words “Let there be darkness.”

‘How could a world made of such infinite light become so dark?’

I wanted to ask the Demon King, but the referee replaced that desire by keeping his mouth shut.

“Then, referee, what are you going to do?”

The Demon King asked with an attitude that was not at all nervous.

“Are you going to get rid of me? me? Your only kin?”

“… okay.”

“Fufu, that was not the answer I was expecting. Of course, I expected it.”

A Demon King who hides his expression by lowering his bonnet. He was the referee only, thinking that he was a little bit like Soya.

“Then, without hesitation, use that infinite light.”

said the monarch.

“Can you kill me?”

“I will. I will judge you.”

It’s good for a moment.

If you borrow the power of that infinite light, even the Demon King will not be able to survive.

okay.

If you kill it, that’s it.

To live, to live, to live. whatever you call it

“I will judge you.”

If you can kill me, you can call me anything.

So the referee stretched out his hand towards that infinite light. Thinking that the light would respond to the self who had not yet sinned.

Believing that he would choose himself, who has not yet been completely corrupted, over the Demon Lord.

* * *

“… Why did you stop?”

The Demon King who gently fluttered his dress and asked with a light attitude. The referee, who stretched out his hand towards the light, opened his lips without looking at the demon king.

“This is not it.”

“What is it?”

“I don’t think that light will accept my desire to kill someone.”

Ha- The Demon King sighed deeply as soon as he heard those words.

The expression on his face showed that he was really sorry for the current situation.

“I’m sorry. It was an opportunity to fall like Icarus.”

“This life, this heart, too.”

The referee held out his hand and grabbed it.

Then, the karma of darkness begins to slowly gather.

“I feel like I belong to the dark.”

“Yeah, right. It is darkness.”

And the referee slowly began to practice the skills the Demon King had unfolded, the True Demon Sword, absolute loneliness, and black paint.

Then, the darker it gets, the darker it gets.

The Demon King was clapping his hands as if he had crossed a river of no return and could not hide his joy.

“And that’s how darkness works… … !”

However, the Demon King’s joy did not last long.

Apparently, the referee uses darkness and the darkness is getting darker as a result, but the referee’s hair is gradually changing into light blonde hair.

The darkened school uniform gradually turned white as if it had been washed with bleach, and the dark silver coin began to regain its brilliance once again.

At this incomprehensible phenomenon, the Demon King had no choice but to be indifferent.

“how?”

“I acknowledged the darkness in my heart. right. I have a lot of people I want to kill and I hate the world. And I had a lot of bad thoughts in my mind.”

A smiling boy who nodded his head gently.

The referee, who regained his blonde hair, continued speaking with a mischievous smile.

“But the feeling that Soya is cute after seeing Soya’s quarrel, the hope that Marie doesn’t get sick anymore, and the desire to spend time with Wol-i are not dark.”

And the Demon King finally realized how this situation was possible.

‘No, you can’t stop the fall with just those feelings. Sin cannot be erased. Unless there is even a karma of infinite, infinite light… … .’

Once you fall, you can’t control it.

But if you have the power to stop even such a fall… … .

‘Infinite Light… … ! Infinite light is responding!’

That power that raises the referee faster than the rate at which the referee falls. That power that would not react to the desire to kill someone, but to react to the desire to save someone.

The infinite light that created this world was creating this impossible phenomenon.

“Reference, if you come out like that… … .”

The demon king’s tone gradually began to become serious.

It was a voice that was like admonishing a child who used to be rude.

“Even if I hit a little, I have no choice but to take you.”

“Do it if you can.”

The blonde referee proclaimed, holding a dark claymore.

“I will show you the power of the Fallen Power Angel.”