Hidden Sanity at Villain School - Chapter 103
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(103)
I looked around the dormitory room where there were only two people.
Swish.
Sega laughed, not knowing why he was doing such a thing, and Yi-gyeom took out a magic stone from his bag as big as two fists put together.
“This one weighs 7.5kg. It’s inside a black flame thorn tree.”
The magic stones of tree demons were often large compared to the level of the demon.
“ah!”
I was so focused on fixing Dahyun that I didn’t even think about pulling out the magic stone, but it looks like Gyeom took good care of it.
“It’ll be worth 750 million if you sell it, but it’s a shame to sell it at this price. You like magic-friendly potions, right? It’s not a large one, but if you purify it and absorb it, it’ll be pretty good.”
“Thank you. But can I take this? We hunted together.”
Sega asked, grabbing my hand that was about to extend without me knowing.
Lee Gyeom nodded.
“Jinrim and Dahyun agreed. It’s yours.”
“No. So why… … .”
“You were the one who stayed behind then.”
“ah.”
“You left because of us, so you deserve this much. Eat, get stronger, and ride my bus for a year. And don’t forget that I was the one who suggested it first!”
Sega smiled and accepted the magic stone.
“thanks.”
He was a truly wonderful friend.
* * *
The day after the mission evaluation week ended and regular classes began.
“This time, Shinseoul and a kingdom in Southern Europe agreed to conduct joint research on potions. But there’s a lot of talk because we’re just receiving it.”
“It would be nice to receive it, no. It would be some kind of compensation or transaction. And these days, who would our Shinseoul receive compensation from… … Ah. Those foreign raiders.”
The atmosphere at school was extremely chaotic.
“Isn’t the Celestial Spiritualism creepy? Is it possible that there are still people who believe that the devil is a savior or an apostle of God?”
“You say that we, the ones hunting the demons, are enemies. Are you crazy?”
Even for students from Shinseoul, a series of difficult things happened that were difficult to handle.
“Me. I killed a guy that night. That bastard tried to stab our lightning wizard, Min-young, so I blocked his attack with my body and stabbed him in the heart with the super-vibration knife.”
“huh.”
“But damn it. Our eyes met at the end. It would have been better if that bastard had sworn at me instead, but his eyes were so scared and cowering.”
“……huh.”
“Fuck. Why should I remember this? Why should I feel sorry for that guy? That bastard was the one who started shitting on us, and I was just protecting myself and my crew! Why do you keep looking at him with that… …!”
The identity of the attackers, the Cheon Shin Hwa Church, and the shock of the first murder.
Countless issues have shaken up the students of Shinseoul.
“I came here to cut down demons, not people.”
“Just think about it again.”
“I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry. I don’t think I can hold out any longer.”
There were also students who, unable to overcome the shock of the murder, chose to drop out.
Class 1 was a class that overcame the shock quite well, but it was still unavoidable that the atmosphere would become chaotic.
“……hi.”
“good morning.”
They all had pockets full of sedative candies, and their eyes clearly showed traces of sleepless nights.
Ban Jang-hwa and Moo Myeong-jun also lost their usual composure and slumped down, and Hwa-yo, who came from an ordinary family, was wrapped in a blanket, and Yoo Sang-ah patted Hwa-yo on the back.
Iljinrim’s group’s Lee Han-bit went out into the hallway, stuck her head out the window, let out a deep sigh, and Iljinrim put a tranquilizer cigarette in her mouth, then lit it with his own cigarette as if kissing her.
Again, again, again.
At that moment, they heard Ina’s footsteps, and the two of them were startled, put out their cigarettes, and returned to the classroom.
Knock knock.
“Class 1.”
At her appearance, the students raised their heads one by one and straightened their posture.
“I understand that it is a huge shock. For some of you, it may be your first time killing someone or experiencing the true fear of death.”
Ina said, as always, coolly.
“But if you collapse at this level, there is no chance of surviving to the third year. You will fight more dangerous demons in the future, and you will have more blood on your hands. Among the second-year students this year, there are many who have been dispatched to the area where the Gate erupted, and the third-year students have also been assigned to support or defend against coups in South America.”
The students gasped.
“So if you want to drop out, now is your chance. Shinseoul selects those who want to come in, but it doesn’t block those who want to leave. If there are any students who want to leave, please raise your hand now.”
“… … .”
Silence fell on Class 1.
“great.”
Ina nodded as if satisfied, and winked at the assistant to bring up the screen.
“I will now inform you of the future schedule. I believe you have all heard about Cheonshinhwagyo.”
The students nodded one by one.
“There is a clear danger targeting you. The Foundation has determined that if we rashly engage in external activities at this time, we may be subject to a second or third attack. It will take approximately seven weeks to prepare specific countermeasures and change the educational curriculum.”
At the mention of seven weeks there was a brief murmur.
It was almost two months.
“Professor, then what are we doing in the meantime?”
The class president raised his hand as usual.
“It’s summer vacation.”
Ina smiled brightly.
“The final exams will be postponed to the second semester. We will start the vacation about a month earlier and hold the exams early, and we will finalize countermeasures during that time.”
* * *
“Did you hear? It’s vacation?”
“I’m going home!”
“That’s the answer. If we scatter them all, they won’t be able to do anything. Targeting them one by one won’t make much of a profit, and if they move in all directions at the same time, they’ll get caught.”
“Let’s meet up during our vacation and hang out! Should we go to an amusement park? Or to the beach?”
The declaration of a vacation in Seoul blew away the heavy atmosphere that had been hanging over the school.
Freed from fatigue, the students returned to being 17-year-old male and female students in the hunters of Shinseoul and laughed and chatted.
“Jurahyun is having a house party next Friday! It’s 2 days and 1 night. Let’s all go and have fun!”
Someone took the opportunity to rise again.
‘The situation is like this. In the end, the match will be postponed to the next semester. I will finish the promotion training of the Strong Wind Guild during the vacation and come back. You will not be my opponent then.’
Someone made a pledge to improve their skills.
Group 8 also burst into laughter at the fresh shock.
“Wow. I didn’t know it would turn out like this. None of the teachers or staff knew.”
Lee Gyeom shrugged his shoulders and stuck out his tongue.
“During the vacation, I will follow my parents and wander around the mountain valleys of Gangwon-do. If I move around with my son who learned in Shinseoul, I think I will be able to hunt and move around all the small creatures.”
He was no longer a mere scavenger, but a swift and nimble explorer of the new Seoul.
He was a hunter who could run like the wind with his body technique, detect evil spirits with his ‘bio-radar’, and wield a super-vibration short sword.
“That’s great. During the vacation, I should make some money.”
Iljinrim smiled coolly and twirled the gun around.
“Compared to school life, it’s heaven.”
She too had long since transformed from a mere gunslinger into a first-year bloodletting ace.
When the students couldn’t beat the gun, they used the gun. Once the students could beat the gun, they used the bloodletting technique.
He has been running forward continuously and has maintained his position from the beginning of the semester until now, finally establishing himself as a giant in the shadows.
“Sega. What are you going to do during the vacation?”
She asked, pushing up her sunglasses.
“I applied to stay in the dormitory because I don’t have a home. I’m going to train in the self-training room.”
“Really? Don’t you want to go back home in glory? Wearing that uniform, carrying a long sword and a submachine gun. Going back out on the streets and laughing at those who ignored me before.”
Heat flashed in Iljinrim’s yellow eyes.
It seemed as if a strong wind was about to blow into Ganghwa Island.
Sega shook his head after thinking for a moment.
“No. I like this place the best. I’ll never go back. It’s not like that, but I don’t plan on going this vacation.”
“Yeah. You’d rather train than drink or date. You’d be alone there all vacation.”
“Yeah. I’ll be alone.”
A bitter smile escaped.
The right rear seat of Sega was empty.
The girl who always trained with him left Shinseoul.
It is said that he submitted his application for withdrawal immediately the night he returned to the dormitory.
Sega, exhausted from his fight with Isero, woke up the next night and realized that she had left when he saw her empty seat.
It seems that the shock of the murder was too great, as she blocked the numbers of everyone who knew her, including herself, Iljinrim, and her leader, Hanbit Lee.
I could understand.
Choi Seon-mi always admired the first generation hunters as heroes.
Otherwise, there would have been no reason for a girl born in the South with good parents to come to Seoul instead of Jeju International Hunter Academy or Sejong National Hunter Academy.
He went through all sorts of nightmares at school, including beheadings, factional fighting, and ultimately even committed murder.
It must have been a shock so great that it was unbearable.
“But you’re leaving without even saying goodbye… … .”
Sega looked at the empty space once more.
Although it was short, it was my first relationship where I could properly communicate my feelings.
I’m sure I’ll miss you for a long time.
* * *
“I’ll stay in the dorm too. There are too many tools and materials that can’t be used outside. If you need me during the vacation, just contact me anytime. Artifacts, potions, anything is fine.”
Yuyu.
The genius venomous wizard, who was half the height of Sega and had short, turquoise-colored hair, handed Sega two bags.
“This is a magic stabilization potion. I made ten bottles, and you drink one a day for five days. Five bottles will be used to hold out until you can get the ingredients again in case you relapse later.”
“thank you.”
“And this is the magic stone you asked for. It’s been purified, so you can eat it.”
Sega took the bag Yuyu gave him and returned it with an identical bag filled with 50,000 won bills.
“I hope you get well soon.”
“Okay. I only trust you.”
Sega headed to the infirmary along that road.
At first I walked, but later it almost felt like I was flying.
“Joo Dahyun!”
“Jeong Se-ga! Are you here? Quickly, take a look at this.”
Dahyun also called him desperately, and Sega brought a chair to her bedside and sat down.
“That crazy kid, Joo Ra-hyun, is throwing a house party. A celebration party for the development of the Portrait Gold Tan? That’s funny. Who the hell is he to throw a house party at my house? Sega. Didn’t you say you were going here?”
The cute and sassy schoolgirl with partially dyed hair and a messy look was full of energy even with an IV needle inserted into her wrist.
Maybe it was because I overdid it that night, but I had a fever for five days.
“Of course. Why would I go there? You, the landlord, didn’t even give me permission.”
“Okay, then I’ll allow it. Go. And go and cause a scene. Throw a fireball or two, then smash and destroy and absolutely destroy everything.”
“Ahaha.”
Sega laughed, indicating that he took it as a joke.
“Don’t laugh! I’m serious!”
“Then, if I go to prison, can you let me out?”
“Of course! You know who I am!”
“If you get caught, won’t you end up in jail?”
“no!”
Joo Da-hyun screamed as she sat up from the bed, but Sega opened his bag and took out the potion without losing his smile.
In the past, if a similar story came up, I would have been furious, but now I could even joke around with stories like this.
It was just cute and fun.
“Here. Magic Stabilization Potion. Take one bottle every day for five days.”
“thank you.”
Joo Da-hyun took the potion and drank it in one gulp.
“How is it? Are you okay?”
“… … Oh. It seems okay. It’s well made.”
Before long, the bloodshot blood vessels in his eyes subsided and his pale face took on a rosy glow.
The fever seemed to have gone down a little.
Joo Da-hyun let out a deep sigh of relief.
“Thank you. If it weren’t for you, I really would have… … .”
I was clearly happy, but strangely enough, I felt like crying.
Sega smiled leisurely and extended his arm.
Dahyun pulled Sega’s arm and raised her body, then lightly kissed him on the forehead as if leaving a mark.
There was a refreshing scent of acacia flowers.
The annoying cinnamon scent was nowhere to be found.
She smiled faintly, but sincerely.
This was enough.