Became an Academy End-Of-Life Genius - Became an Academy End-Of-Life Genius chapter 100

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I heard the sound of metal being continuously beaten against something. Magi, who had been circulating in the body, seemed unwilling to go back.

Since I couldn’t afford to retrieve the Magi, I decided to put it under control for now.

It’s quieter than I thought about how much power Magi also lost while dealing with Devron. It would be okay if I left it like this until the mana was restored.

With that thought in mind, when I opened my eyes, Rebecca was spreading a shield with divine power.

There is a stench everywhere and it is full of things like moss because it hasn’t been cleaned for a long time. It seems that they entered the sewer while catching the boss of the dungeon.

‘What the hell is this?’

Bishop Ifelsio and the Heretic Judges are looking at me and Rebecca with puzzled expressions.

Behind them, a heart is beating with a knife in it, and a familiar energy is felt in that heart.

Maggie.

It was softer than the one in my body, but it was definitely Magi. I didn’t know what the bishop of the church was doing in the place where Magi was.

Sreung.

At first I could guess that it was a bad situation.

I picked up Arondite right away. Perhaps because he had escaped from the influence of Magi, pain came from his severed arm.

The problem wasn’t just that.

My whole body was screaming. Every time he tried to move his body, it creaked like an unoiled machine.

It was because of the recoil of the technology that was blown towards Devron was more severe than expected.

I wondered if I would be able to move properly in this state.

Then, Rebecca opened her mouth.

“What are you doing here. Bishop Ifelsio.”

“Are you asking because you really don’t know? Or are you trying to make fun of me even though you know it?”

“You’re not going to make even the slightest excuse.”

Rebecca’s voice was incomparably colder than before.

I couldn’t see her face in my view, but I could have guessed that Rebecca’s face was frozen.

Bishop Ifelsio laughed once and asked again.

“You were caught at the scene so you couldn’t even gamble like this, so what excuse would you make. Even if you make an excuse, it’s not a situation that can be understood.”

“…why are you doing this?”

I looked around. It was mixed with the stench and didn’t come out well, but there was definitely a fishy smell in the air.

However, as the rotten me was flying with me, it seemed that the corpse was also there.

Bishop Ifelsio slowly drew the sword embedded in his heart. Then the heart stopped beating and drooped.

At the same time, the magic energy in my body begins to gather into my heart little by little.

I couldn’t control it with mana at all. What does it have to do with that heart?

A black energy emanated from Bishop Ipelsio’s sword. It’s different from me, so I can definitely recognize it.

It was obviously Maggie.

The energy that was thought to only reside in the heart also appeared on the sword that Bishop Ipelsio picked up.

However, it was different from the Magi I had.

The Magi I was holding knew how to control themselves.

By controlling when to run and when not to rampage, the power was properly distributed. It was the same when my body was engulfed by magic for a while.

But it was not the Magi of Bishop Ipelsio.

It just ran wild like a sports car without brakes. For that Magi, rest was a sin, and it was a non-existent situation.

So it is human beings who suffer.

Humans are not the only beings that can run unconditionally. Sometimes you have to play, sometimes you have to sit still and rest.

That’s how you make up your own mind and live your life again.

Magi doesn’t allow it.

As if to prove that fact, Bishop Ipelsio’s eyes were red and bloodshot.

The bishop himself may not have noticed, but his body must have already reached its limit. No, actually, I don’t know how I’m standing now.

Whoops, whoops.

Aarondite cried slowly. It was as if something was hidden from the Heretical Judges and Bishop Ifelsio.

Separately, Rebecca stepped back, recognizing Magi.

I can’t even recognize my magic, but Bishop Ipelsio’s is recognizing it, so it looks like the magic in my body is different.

“Ma, Magi? Bishop… No, Bishop, you. Did you go under the demons?”

“Now, there’s nothing to hide. That’s right. I did this to deal with Magi.”

One of the Heretical Judges behind Ipelsio’s gesture stepped forward.

The Heretic Judge’s eyes are red and bloodshot just like Bishop Ipelsio.

But my gaze turned to the other side.

Exactly, something foreign is felt on the arm of the Heretic Judge.

Eventually, when the Heretic Judge threw off the robes that covered me, I realized what this foreign sensation was.

Green skin, flabby muscles, and a familiar body that has been split over and over again. The unique scent of oak that is not obscured by the stench of the sewer.

sharpened this It’s because the Heretic Judges understand what they’ve done to deal with magic and free themselves from the sin of rest.

“what…?”

“Lady.”

Ipelsio’s eyes reached Rebecca. There is madness on his face. Unlike the madness that erupted in war, the madness stemmed from a desperate belief.

Bishop Ifelsio said, banging the Heretic Judge’s forearm.

“Do you think the power of all the heretical judges is strong? Why didn’t their strength spread at all, and they were able to deal with so many heresies?”

“That’s… the church’s support.”

“The church’s support? Erase it!?”

Bishop Ifelsio rolled his eyes. His rude movements seem to accentuate his madness.

“The damn denomination didn’t give me any support at all! In the name of catching a heresy, they only applied exactly what was needed!”

“……”

“So we had to find a way to live. Among the heretics, there were intermediate Auror users, and there were also magicians of the 5th circle who could wipe out people just by being there!”

While he sang his achievements, I continued to use mana.

If necessary, he had to recover his body using Akshi’s mana. Only then can you move now.

There’s nothing better than hearing the story of that psychopath.

“Eventually we found a way.”

The light in the sewer flickered. Obviously, there would be no lights here, but the entire sewer was immersed in darkness, and then the lights came on again and again.

In the center of it, Bishop Ipelsio stood still.

He was shaking his shoulders as if he was thinking of something.

“That was a very evil deal. However, we wanted to pursue goodness through that evil deed. If the result leads to good, even evil deeds will eventually be justified. I was trying to save the Church.”

“Evil. What the hell did you do?”

He raised his body through the mana of his body. Although the pain was severe, it was not comparable to the end of the day.

Rather, the fact that I was able to move enough relieved the pain.

Bishop Ifelsio’s gaze turned to me. The guy smiled and looked at me.

“I wonder what deal we did?”

I nodded as I swallowed my saliva. Rebecca came over to me with a puzzled expression on her face.

“You can’t move.”

“It’s a moment when you have to move. It’s something you can’t handle alone.”

“How about that…”

Rebecca shut her mouth as I glanced at her, glancing at her left arm. Perhaps because she remembered her mistake, she stopped arguing with me.

She knew that she was not supposed to hurt her heart by doing something like this.

Because she went toward the sick as a saint, and her nobility was definitely innate.

But if the results are not good, good works should be rebuked.

Besides, the situation is urgent now.

I am also in a situation where I am not sure of my life or death. The magic that Ifelsio exudes was lighter than Morax, but my physical condition was serious.

I had to buy some time.

“What kind of deal did you make. What are the magi that you feel in your body and the orc’s forearm?”

“Are you recognizing the forearms of orcs? It’s like coming from winter castle after all.”

Ifelsio said as she stared at me through her red, bloodshot eyes.

“That was a noble idea, I think. To deal with heresy through evil was nothing short of salvation for us.”

“In spite of accepting the evil so detestable.”

“Evil kills evil! We use evil as a tool, not accept it!”

Ifelsio sputtered and shouted. His face gradually fades away.

“Isn’t it because a person’s arm was cut out and a monster’s arm was put in its place? From what I’ve heard, it doesn’t seem like only one person did that.”

“Of course, most cult judges embraced evil to use it as a tool. They were willing to become evil in order to deal with non-god cults.”

Ipelsio said while fiddling with the cross on the necklace. I was sure where his madness came from.

fanaticism

He believed in God so much that he distorted the will of God and tried to do it himself.

“I was trying to interpret the will of God. In that sense, I was a guide and a Messiah. To do that, I released the heretical judges to find a saint. I mean that bitch.”

Ifelsio’s fingers turned to Rebecca. She flinched, but no longer hid behind me.

“What makes a person a heresy is that in the end it is invisible. God only sees and does not perform miracles. There are very few people who face such miracles. That is why heresy arises.”

Ifelsio dug into his eyes with his finger. Blood gushed and flesh splattered, but he didn’t care.

“Humans are visual animals. Therefore, unless you see them, you don’t believe them. Saints exist because of that. Not as a blessing from God, but as a tool to show the miracle itself!”

“…”

“The Pope did not understand what I was saying. He refused my offer, saying that a saint is noble and there is only one in the world. He believes in God but does not want to perform miracles. Maybe the old man was a heretic.”

The flickering lights stopped, and Ipelsio’s body began to twist violently. As his excitement and madness peaked, he became less human.

“Humans were ignorant. It was considered the right time to deny the existence of God and to think that they were trying to be born on their own. When the end of the coming of the demons approaches, they will find God on their own.”

When his body was completely freed from human, I opened my mouth again.

I didn’t want to hear his bullshit anymore.

“You’re talking about the fact that you’re crazy. You arrogant and heretical author. You speak of God, but you are farther from God than anyone else.”

“what?”

“Look at your body.”

Ifelsio’s body no longer looks human. It has become the evil he thought he hated and treated as a tool.

I clenched my aarondite. The body’s recovery has come to an end. The remnants of Magi are still running rampant, but it doesn’t matter.

He raised his sword and declared.

“Obviously, you are a being who has given up being human. Let’s talk about God, Mira.

Awesome Awesome!!!

To my murmur, Ipelsio answered with the voice of a beast. It was really funny. To die becoming the one you hate the most.

Maybe that’s a death that suits him, and I wonder if it’s hell.

apart from that.

“Rebecca.”

“Yes Yes?”

I looked at her for a moment and said.

“Don’t worry about that monster’s story. From the moment you care, it will dig into your gaps and keep tormenting you.”

If I keep it in the corner of my heart, I’m the only one getting tired.

Thinking like that, I immediately kicked my feet.

This is not a battle.

Rather, it is closer to Shannan.

I have to become a hunter in the swordsmanship.

A hunter who hunts monsters with a stench beneath the sewers.