How To Live As An Academy Extra Villain - How To Live As An Academy Extra Villain chapter 97

97 – Acceleration (1)

“Hah…Our son. So who is leaking? Anyhow, he’s so obsessed with people that he really nailed my dad…”

“…Yes?”

When he opened his eyes, he was still in the same spot where he had fallen. The destroyed walls and ceiling were everywhere, and the warm morning sunlight tickled my eyes. A pleasant breeze blew from the hills.

There was an awkward softness on the floor that did not match the location. Beneath me were several layers of thick cloth.

Still in a dazed state, I tried to recall my memories. He obviously succeeded in inflicting a fatal wound on the necromancer, but because he had not thought about the second wave at all, he was struck by the impact and was knocked out.

And the last time I heard Sisela’s voice, I lost consciousness.

But if I die and don’t go to heaven… Have you succeeded in exorcising the necromancer?

Then was it a dream that I just saw my mother? It seems like he was looking at me and scolding me…

“Are you awake?”

“…Sicella.”

I heard someone calling from behind and turned my head. The figure of a girl with rat-colored hair appeared between the collapsed walls.

“Wait a minute! You still need to lie down! You need to get more rest…Ouch!”

The moment I tried to get up on my hands, I was suddenly struck by a huge feeling of dizziness. Sisella ran up and tried to support me, but she was swept away and fell with me.

“Ugh…”

Fortunately, I reached the floor first because her weight was on her, but Sisella ended up putting me down and climbing on top.

Apparently I had not fully recovered, because even the slight impact of just hitting the floor caused pain throughout my body.

Sisela didn’t even think about getting out of the way of me. Her eyes spinning round and round are clearly visible.

“…”

“Sicella.”

“…”

“Sicella?”

“…Oh! Sorry!”

After two calls, Sisela finally came to her senses. Sisela came down from above me and straightened her clothes. Then she pauses for a moment, and she glares at me lightly.

“…Why are you so calm?”

“What?”

“No…No.”

Sisela, who was about to raise her voice and question her, soon calmed down and sighed. She then came towards me again and breathed her divine power into me as I lay there.

“Anyway…I managed to drive out all the Magi, but you have to be careful for the time being. Edwin. Didn’t Rebound come along with you then?”

“…Yes.”

“I pushed my body to its limit. I’m glad you’re strong. If you were a normal person, you would have already left for the goddess.”

There was nothing wrong with what Sisela said. Even considering that her life was on the line, she definitely overextended herself.

When she was hit by magical energy, the mana in her body had already drained out, and in that state, she squeezed the floor and cast magic.

In keeping with its power, her purifying fire consumed an enormous amount of mana that exceeded that of normal magic.

Perhaps, if she had not repaired her body with the elixir, she might not have been of this world anymore, as Sisela said…

“What about the necromancer?”

“He died. The souls he was binding also went into eternal sleep…”

Although she was already almost certain, she was even more relieved when Sisela gave her confirmation. In this case, the results were clear. We succeeded in saving our territory, which could have fallen into a quagmire.

If Sisela’s words were true, her mother’s soul would also have returned to her rest. Maybe it wasn’t a dream and her mother really came to see me for a moment before going to heaven.

“By the way, Edwin, what is that black flame?”

While she was excited with such joy, a single word from Sisela’s mouth made her heart sink. I was already thinking about how to bring up the story…

“…What if I don’t want to talk about it?”

“…Well, I’m also wondering what to do.”

Sisela’s expression suddenly hardened.

“…Sicella?”

“…A flame that burns magical energy. I’ve never heard of it anywhere. Even the Pope probably doesn’t feel much different. Where on earth did such magic come from? The color also looks really ominous. So who handles it? By any chance? “Isn’t this the enemy’s ploy to deceive us?”

“That…”

“…Phew. Idiot. Are you nervous?”

Sisela’s cold, frozen face suddenly crumbled. As if she couldn’t bear it any longer, a light laugh burst from her lips.

“I’m just kidding. Well, the color might be a little black. I’m easily fooled by these things. It’s so hard to tell…”

“…What?”

“Ugh, this is all you need to understand. It just means I won’t ask any questions.”

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“…Aren’t you curious?”

Sisella, who heard my rebuttal, waved her hand in response.

“It’s okay. I’m curious, but she can’t help but say she doesn’t want to talk.”

“Why am I saying this, is it okay to just move on like that…?”

“Why not? I said I would do it. And I checked everything that needed to be checked, so it’s okay.”

“…? If that happens…”

“I know. You’re asking me to keep it a secret, right? Don’t worry about that either. I’m a very loud-mouthed person.”

Sisela’s words are just fortunate for me. This time, the situation was so urgent that she couldn’t even think of a good excuse. However, her true intentions beneath the excessive favor are a bit questionable.

Perhaps there is something you want from me? Are you trying to put a leash on me in exchange for keeping it secret?

But Sisela just smiled brightly, as if she had no intention of answering such questions.

“Um…The other priests…?”

“That side is fine too. When you used the fireworks, the warehouse had not collapsed yet, so there was a bit of a blind spot. It was probably only visible from my side.”

Sisela shrugged her shoulders.

“Even if you see it, I’ll take care of it then. So don’t worry too much.”

“…Thank you.”

“Thank you. On the contrary, I am grateful to you. Can’t you really do that much to the savior of your life? And maybe the future… Ugh.”

Sisela stops speaking and covers her mouth with a look of regret. She then turned around and looked away and she soon left her place.

There was some ambiguity in Sisella’s words. If you hadn’t come to help us, there would have been no reason for this to happen in the first place.

Sisela had no idea what she was thinking, but after going through this crisis together, she looked quite different.

Then, did Sisella’s words from earlier really come from pure kindness?

***

We returned after one more day of rest in an empty village. In fact, Mona and I were the only ones who got a proper rest. Sisela and her priests had to keep themselves busy searching the village.

They searched the village thoroughly to see if there were any evil tools or jinn remaining, and actually found and purified them.

In addition, several hanging corpses were found in the mansion that Becky introduced as her home, and one of them was even well-prepared, like a pig or cow.

We thought it might be the ‘fresh meat’ Becky had mentioned on the first day, and we were also able to determine that it was the body of Mona’s father, the village chief.

However, he did not specifically convey that fact to Mona. Even vaguely guessing the death of his father is too much for a child. Mona is too young and weak to accept such a big shock.

“Have you ever been to Bonseong?”

“…This is my first time…”

“Take a good look. This will be your home from now on.”

I spoke to Mona, who was riding her horse in my arms. She looked at Mona’s maid Hadden nature and she let out a small exclamation.

“Wow…”

Before leaving the village, the story of Mona’s treatment was briefly exchanged between me and Sisela.

Sisellla offered to take her child to her castle, but after much deliberation, I decided to take Mona into her family.

Of course my father will make the final decision, but I don’t think he will necessarily back out on my decision.

There are many reasons why I decided to take on Mona.

Since this is something that happened in our estate, it seems right to resolve it here, and I feel very sorry for the child who is left alone, and maybe he can become a good friend to Adele, who is very lonely.

Just because she has the resistance to withstand demonic possession, this child’s future is already guaranteed. She cannot easily be handed over to her holy kingdom.

When we returned and reported the whole story, the family was in an uproar, and my father seemed completely shocked that the necromancer had reappeared.

Then, when Sisela and I joined together and asked about the past, my father hesitated and told the story.

She thought her mother had died from an illness, but during the funeral, she noticed strange things and eventually found traces of black magic.

At that time, Archbishop Timothy was in the south, and my father joined forces with Archbishop Timothy, who was an inquisitor at the time, to track down the underworld.

And in the end, he succeeded in finding and defeating the necromancer.

However, the basis for the demon summoning circle was not found, and the necromancer was also unable to properly build a nest. So, it is said that at that time, it was just viewed as the last struggle of the remnants who had lost their strength.

The church also made the same decision and asked my father to keep quiet about the matter to prevent confusion among the people.

And his father, who was already very confused after losing his mother, accepted the request.

My father said he was proud that I had avenged her mother, and Sisela held my hand and comforted me.

The dream I had last time about my mother came back to me again, and I also felt very overwhelmed.

And based on the words of the necromancer, Sisella returned to her home country and returned, leaving a message that she would strongly suggest that a branch of the Holy Office be established in Maidheaden.

If a new branch of the Ministry of Corrections is established in our territory, heresy inquisitors will always be present, so we will be able to strengthen our vigilance even more than now.

Anyway, there were many twists and turns, but in the end, our territory was guaranteed considerable safety.

Although it is not perfect, it is safe to say that I have achieved to some extent the thoughts I had before coming home for vacation.

***

“Adele?”

“Brother!”

A few days later. After returning from some light exercise for recovery, I found Adele laying a pile of paper on her table. Next to her was Mona, who she was hanging out with.

After hearing my explanation, her father willingly welcomed Mona into his family, and Adele also quickly became friendly with her. She was Adele, who was thirsty for a friend of her own age. Now, she was in the position of Mona and Adele’s partner and servant.

Adele ran up to me and hugged her legs. She then went back to the table and began to concentrate on what she was doing.

I walked closer, wondering what he was doing. The identity of the pile was paper cranes.

“Adele, may I ask what you are doing now?”

“I was sorting out the trash…!”

Adele answered brightly after hearing what I said. The identity of the pile that Adele was sorting was paper cranes that came in a letter. Now that I think about it, I think I heard that my father actually gave the key to the mailbox to Adele. She said that Adele had been waiting for my letter all day long.

“…This is your father’s…This is trash…This is trash…This too…Oh, really!”

Adele quickly checked the senders of the paper cranes and divided them into two categories. One category was neatly piled back on the desk, and the other category was swept into a small box under the table. Adele puffed out her cheeks and expressed her frustration at the task being repeated over and over again.

… But was there anything in the letters that came to my house that I could throw away?

In case Adele made a mistake, I placed the box at Adele’s feet on the table. Then, I rummaged through the box and checked the sender of the paper crane.

“Huh?”

There were dozens of paper cranes, but only two names were written in the sender’s place.

Ellie, Selene, Ellie, Selene, Selene, Ellie, Ellie, Selen.

I looked again and checked the names of the letters that Adele was sorting.

Among the many paper cranes, only a few were important letters to my father. And Adele categorized them very well.

The remaining paper cranes all had Selene and Ellie’s names written on them. Oh my god. Since it is piled up in such an unrecognizable heap, it is easy for Adele to misunderstand that it is trash.

Now that I think about it, both of them said they would send a letter…

“Hueng?”

“Adele. These are letters from my brother. There are a few, but they are all correct letters. I need to check carefully next time, right?”

I put my hand on Adele’s head and stroked it and said, There was no need to scold me.

However, Adele tilted her head, raised a finger to her mouth, and muttered to herself.

“…It’s trash…?”