Cardboard Houses Do Not Tear - Cardboard Houses Do Not Tear chapter 117

117 – The Ruled and the Ruled (Modified)

“Ha. My name is more than once.”

Jackson let out a laugh and held out the wand.

“If you can try it, try it.”

After those words, tension began to fill the rather large tree house.

At a distance of about 30 paces, a group of bright blue lights began to sway left and right.

In that movement, the intention of thinking about the sniper behind me was clear.

There was a party right behind my back. If you whisper softly, you can hear it.

Since I didn’t have to raise my voice, it was a good situation to strategize.

I lifted the shield up a bit more and placed it so that the mouth was slightly covered.

“I will only say it once. Because I don’t have much time. Do you remember the signal?”

According to the signal, there was a sound of fingers tapping on wood.

Plump.

It was positive.

“Good.”

I quickly gave the following instructions.

“Prianian, please suppress his spell as much as possible.”

Once again there was a thud, and I quickly ran and looked for cover.

The scenery of the ‘ㄱ’-shaped house was disqualified as a family house, but passed the laboratory’s standards.

For example, a desk for a classroom piled with dust ten steps ahead. Movable blackboards placed throughout.

Something like a huge bookshelf made of wood, set horizontally with the wall in front of it about 20 paces away.

“I’m going to go to the right bookshelf near him. After that, we contact each other with a hand signal.”

After telling them the destination, they lifted the destination a little more, put the scroll in the storage compartment in their mouth, and opened it as it was.

“Two.”

I spit out the piece of parchment stuck to my mouth and memorized the start language.

“Dissipate.”

1St tier secondary magic, Breeze Walk. It was a scroll that had been inserted in advance for tracking purposes in case the culprit would run away.

After confirming that my feet were getting lighter, I spoke to Prianian.

“I’m going.”

I didn’t need to hear an answer. Because she’ll take care of it.

As I ran along the right wall with my shield forward, I heard bolts snapping behind me.

While Jackson was trying to stop me, he quickly used his shield to block Prianian’s sniping.

My feet, which were faster than usual, made me run towards the bookshelf, passing the first destination, the desk.

But before reaching it, magic shot from the end of the wand he was holding.

“Dissipate!”

With a different starter word than before, the blue mana that drew the trajectory began to freeze the floor in front of me.

Damn it!

The ice barrier that had grown to the height of my lower body soon began to bend at an angle towards me.

Like a scrum created by spearmen to kill cavalry, it was a spell to prevent rushing.

It was too dangerous to jump over, and there was no way to dissolve it instantly.

But it was just a matter of using the tool.

Going back for a while, I picked up the movable blackboard I had put up to write down the formula and hit it on the ice wall.

Kwajik!

The tip of the ice protruding from the board served as a somewhat sloppy pin. It was enough to cross the top.

Professor Jackson, seeing the scene, exclaimed to me, “I don’t know how important they are.”

-Tung!

“Kuu! sh*t!”

Prianian, who is shooting hard, answered instead of me.

While he was concentrating on blocking the bolt, I jumped over the barrier and ran forward.

“Damn it!!”

Jackson hesitated, but then started chanting again.

“Shoot!”

An arrow that looked like condensed wind was fired while slightly floating the debris around it.

I raised my shield and blocked it.

Kwaduk! With a sound, the surface of the obliquely brushed shield was slightly chipped away, and the legs that couldn’t overcome the shock began to hesitate for a moment.

But now, the distance between him and him is short. I gritted my teeth again and ran.

At the end of Jackson’s wand, which failed to deter me, the blue light began to shine again, this time.

Because it was reloading, no sniping came from behind, so I had to silence this spell.

I switched my sword to my left hand, and put my empty right hand into the taji.

And then, I paused, threw the throwing dagger, and ran again.

“A penetrating coldness, a extinguished goodwill, a piercing- Damn it!”

Jackson paused the spell and quickly lowered his head to avoid the dagger.

Taking advantage of that opportunity, I arrived at the bookshelf and took cover.

“Whoa.”

Only then, my heart started beating like crazy, one beat slower, and I heard footsteps on the other side of the bookshelf.

Jackson was running towards Connor, and a bolt was flying towards him.

But he didn’t fall down.

“Aww!”

He disappeared around the corner, clutching his bolted left arm.

Even though he was injured, he didn’t follow immediately when he heard the sound of a spell being cast over there.

He might be waiting in front of the corner with attack magic cast, so I needed to be prepared before entering.

So, in order to reorganize for a while, I signaled to the door and called them to the bookshelf.

“Are you both okay?”

The two nodded.

“Thank you. Now then-“

As I was about to come up with my next plan, I heard a voice casting a spell in the distance.

“Dew-soaked leaves, grass-smelling morning. Disperse.”

A thick layer of smoke was billowing from the other side of the corner.

Looking a little closer, it was actually fog.

Originally it was white, but due to the dim interior, a grayish mist rose to the level of my eyes.

After a while, a soft sound came from far away around the corner, followed by a glimpse of a pale blue light.

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That told me only one thing.

The moment you carelessly enter, you will be drowned by the magic that lurks there.

But even at this moment, he was casting a spell.

“A sticky puddle, melted bricks-“

So don’t give the wizard too much time.

Because even now, at this very moment, the inside was filled with unknown magic.

I looked at Priyanian, but she didn’t seem to be able to do much either.

At the moment I wonder if I should set fire to the inside and make it come out.

“The shadow of water on the sand.”

I heard the young lady’s voice.

It was just a short word without a starting word.

That was clearly an order.

Our eyes turned to her.

The young lady stood with her head turned slightly, her invisible hood revealing her slender jawline.

“Let’s talk about it later.”

Something started to form in front of the young lady after she finished speaking.

It took on a human form, and soon began to take on a shape similar to my body, then entered the fog.

“What is that?”

“It’s a mirage. A magic named after a phenomenon in a sandy land. It’s just an illusion you can’t touch. Just so you know.”

She was suddenly taken aback by the magic she used, but now was not the time to appreciate it.

“I hope Professor Jackson will be tricked, wait a bit and then go in.”

According to the young lady’s advice, we stood slightly away from the corner.

And after a while.

Jackson yelled.

“You fell into my trap! You stupid bastard!”

Soon thereafter, a roar was heard from inside the corner, and occasionally something that broke through the fog and pierced the corner’s wall.

Quack!

Quang!

I felt goosebumps running down my spine as I saw the ice pick stuck in the wooden wall and the blade of the wind shattering it and nicking the wall.

After a while, no more magic came out of the fog.

I raised my shield and entered through the corner.

The inner corridor, where the fog was barely visible due to the wind pressure, was no different from a mop.

It is an awl protruding from the slanted cement on the floor,

I couldn’t imagine what would have happened if I had gone inside without any defense.

There were two rooms. One right, one left.

While I was trying to check the right room, I heard a muttering from the left room on the other side.

Prianian was standing in front of him.

“Shoot!”

Kwajik!

Something intangible came out through the door.

While she was taken aback by the sudden attack, there was only one thing I could do.

Dang-Geurang!

I hurriedly threw the sword away and with her empty right arm I pulled her arm and pulled her into my arms.

After her momentarily dragged helplessly, she was tightly embraced and protected, then raised her shield.

At least they saved Prianian, but there was a limit to what trees could block.

The arrow of the wind shattered the rim of the shield and raked through her left arm.

I gritted my teeth and endured the screams.

The pain strained her arms as she held Priian.

“!!!”

The struggle was felt through Gambison.

He was soft and fluffy, probably because he was short. To the point where she wants to hold her over and over again.

I shook off the mad thoughts that came to my mind for a moment, relaxed her arms, and kicked the door he was about to open.

– Bang!

“Gup!”

The guy who did the trick fell apart, and I looked around the room. Jackson had nowhere to run.

“Collock, G-House?”

Free Aryan, who accidentally swallowed her holy water, coughed and spoke to her, but there was no time right now.

As I picked up the sword that had been rolling on the floor and entered the dark room, Jackson stood up again.

“Damn it. How dare you challenge the magic faculty professor with magic? A ray of purple!”

After he finished talking, let’s swing the wand as if he were opening a triple stick.

Craft!

Along with the sound of sparks, the end of the rod began to contain the sphere’s electricity.

“Come on!”

Prianian followed behind and aimed at the crossbow.

Then, instead of shooting it, it swung at me and lunged at me.

The wand was only as long as a drumstick, but the high-voltage electricity it contained was daunting.

Light is also a great weapon in a dark room. Especially if it contained a high-voltage current.

Shhh!

With a crackling sound, a purple trace remained in front of my eyes like an afterimage, and he took advantage of the gap to aim for his blind spot.

A purple trail was drawn three times in the middle of the dark room, and it informed me.

Poke, cut, stab again.

As if he was handling a dagger rather than a wand, his movements were quite skillful.

“Die!”

But he picked the wrong opponent.

The thrust stabbing his side backed off on its own just by placing the blade in front of his wrist.

The cut that split diagonally from the right side was short and left only afterimages in his eyes.

And the last, stabbing attack from the belly up.

Quack!

I stopped in the middle.

With my left hand, I grabbed his wrist holding the wand, and I returned him exactly what I had just heard.

“You dare to fight with a sword in front of a swordsman?”

Kwakdeuk, I gave strength to my hand as it is.

I screamed from my clawed shoulder to stop, but I’m not the one who should be screaming here.

Awesome!

“aaagh!”

Yes, that’s him.

His head naturally leaned forward, his face reflected in the light of the electric light, as his joints snapped.

It was quite pleasant to see his wrist stained red from using a dragon to free himself from the grip.

A normal person would have let go of what he was holding in his hand, but he slightly raised the angle of the wand he was holding.

Around the time he pulled his head back at the anxious action as if he was aiming at me.

“Dissipate!”

Craft!

In the place where my head had been a while ago, the condensed electric shock struck the ceiling one beat later.

An eerie purple light began to awaken the hairs all over his body, and immediately his right hand moved toward his hand.

Kwaduk!

“Keah!”

As the sword’s pommel crushed the back of his hand holding the wand, the magic stopped discharging.

I grabbed my sword and walked over to the guy who had his hand wrapped around it.

The one with the crippled arms couldn’t stop him from taking his glass fragment necklace out of his pocket.

After telling Prianian, who was standing outside the door, to give the necklace to Gordon, he went back into the room.

“Collock.”

As if already damaged by the curse, Jackson, who was coughing up blood in succession, asked me.

“How can you be alive when you’re so refreshed…”

As a final courtesy to the soon-to-be deceased, I gave the correct answer.

“Because you’re not the only one living with a backup plan.”

“Damn it, eat it.”

That bastard’s bullsh*t ended there.

I looked at the one who was a professor.

He was a professor, but he was a traitor.

A traitor who betrayed the expectations of students who believed in themselves and entered graduate school.

To say anything more than that, I don’t know him very well and I didn’t want to know him well.

And just as it happened, I still had something worthy of him.

I picked up the ice block stuck in my shield.

It was sharp enough that it cracked while being hit with magic earlier.

Enough to stab a person to death.

“Ice picks, the best way to deal with traitors.”

Muttering that, I approached Jackson and started talking to him.

“You lost your life while experimenting with black magic.”

I just calmly told him what he was about to suffer.

There’s no need to let him struggle in pain and dry his blood right before he dies.

“Your statue will not be erected. No one will ever make a scholar who dabbles in dark magic a pioneer.”

“No.”

Jackson denied it.

“What I did was not a study of black magic.”

“Right.”

I was positive.

“What you did wasn’t research in the first place.”

No answer came back. Didn’t even get it

Only then, I saw the nameplate.

[Laboratory]

“Huh.”

It’s a research lab.

I quietly closed the smashed door and went out into the hallway.

I forgot the first face.

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It was just that.