How to Survive at the Academy - How to Survive at the Academy chapter 247

Velbrok subjugation (15)

No matter what the people below the stage are, the story on stage goes on.

The moment Ed Roth-Taylor and Sylvania disappeared into the veil of space, the battle quickly fell into a lull.

Yenika, who is completely dead, falls to the floor as it is, and the spirits covering the sky disappear one by one.

The same goes for Lucy. The ring he was wearing on his hand was shattered without being able to withstand the astronomical amount of magical power. He staggers towards the direction Ed disappeared, before falling to the floor.

There is no one who can stop the demonic tribes covering the sky anymore.

Once again, Velbrok’s demon tribes cover the skies of Aken Island.

There seems to be no end. Even after killing them like that, they keep coming back.

However, human resistance does not end either.

New forces are coming to the square where only Yenica and Lucy are left in a dying state.

The Cathedral Knights, led by Saint Clarisse, and the upper mercenaries led by Lortel, the deputy general of the church…

Clevius, the blood-crazed swordsman, a group of combat students following Dyke, and the student members led by Tanya Roth Taylor…

Arrive one by one and join the battle.

Fighting out the invading demon tribes, advance to the center of the square.

Withstanding the magic of Velbrok that occasionally flew in, and neutralizing the magic that the monsters were blowing… they headed towards the center of the battlefield.

The first person to reach is Lortel Keheln, the deputy chairman of the Elte Chamber.

Lortel discovers the bloodstains spread under the collapsed spire, the spirits of Ed’s magical powers, and the fallen Yenika and Lucy.

As it is, he gives instructions to the mercenaries above, so that the two men are taken care of, and calmly judges the situation.

The numerous spirits and the traces of the Aspect Magic that you have just seen indicate that a fierce battle has been waged.

Here, Yenica and Lucy fought a bloody battle with Ed to the brink of death.

It wasn’t a bloody battle in the spotlight on stage.

A fight under the stage that only those who know each other know. However, it must have been an intense battle that could not be compared to any other battles in terms of its desperation.

Lortel is a shining generation of protagonists.

Therefore, it is not Lortel’s stage.

Lortel looks up at the sky silently.

The chained Velbroque was writhing. Perhaps that gigantic Sungchangryong is the last enemy the highly anticipated hero must defeat.

Walking along the hero’s path is the right way. If you walk steadily along the open road, a bright and beautiful ending awaits you.

However, those standing next to Ed Roth-Taylor are, after all, beings below the stage.

I stare at Yenica and Lucy who are in a wreck.

Even though the two of them continued to fight, they fought by the man’s side in the end.

This is the crucial difference between Lortel and the two.

The fact that the stage you are standing on is different, in the end, it creates a strange gap at an important point.

I’m not used to that sense of distance, and I’m starting to feel a strange feeling of loneliness in my heart…

—After that, he smiled slowly.

“I’m sorry, but I’ve never lived up to the right answer.”

It reminds me of Ed Roth-Taylor, who was obsessed with graduation and focused only on survival until then. Wasn’t it Lor’Tell, who said with a bewitching smile that he would grab you and drag you out when the time comes?

The dream of becoming a wealthy man started with a group of poor people who told them to stop, and reached the peak of their wealth. Lortel Keheln was already accustomed to resisting what was called fate or fate.

Besides, the end of the stage is just around the corner. Did you think you’d be disappointed here?

Lortel bowed her head under the robe and smiled while recovering the wounded Yenika and Lucy.

Sung Chang-ryong Velbroque.

If that gigantic monster is standing in your way between Ed Roth-Taylor and his stage, you just have to get rid of it.

The stage ends when the curtain falls.

When the stage is over, the shining main characters will also come down.

Watching the stairs leading down to the stage, Lortel smiles bewitchingly.

The stage set by Ed Roth-Taylor is at the end.

When it’s all done, go down the stairs and slowly seep into the man’s world.

After a while, the Velbrok subjugation squad, led by Taylor, attacked the square, and finally everyone gathered in one place.

Tailey McLaure, Isla Triss, Fenia Elias Khloe, Lortel Keheln, Ziggs Eiffelstein, Clevius Nortondale, Elvira Enniston.

Generations of the main characters, each with their own circumstances, gather in one place and look up at the roaring Bellbroke.

The curtain rises slowly.

Taley McLaugh will win.

He was the protagonist.

*When I opened my eyes, barely catching my blurred vision, I was in a pure white space.

I was completely unconscious. I looked around, unconscious for a moment. She frowned for a moment at the sudden rise of her body, but somehow managed to hold on.

There was nothing in sight.

I was sitting on a small wooden chair. That was all in this pure white space.

And on the other side of the chair sat a familiar girl.

He bled a lot like me, and even his luxurious-looking wizard’s robes were stained with red blood.

The girl with her white hair neatly down is the Great Sage Sylvania Robester.

When I saw that I had opened her eyes, Sylvania seemed to close her eyes and ponder what to say.

I was the first to speak up.

“Since when did you wake up?”

It must have been more difficult than expected to face the horrors of the unknown abyss in the eons of time.

That’s why I didn’t bother to argue.

“From the time I saw Glasskan.”

Sylvania’s voice was softer than expected.

It’s quite different from when you lost your mind by being eaten by madness. However, the look with his eyes down and a dark expression on his face didn’t look very imposing.

“Before that, I felt a sense of incongruity. Slowly devoured into the abyss, I must have been thinking that my life was just a series of useless struggles.”

“It’s worth it.”

I sympathized, but I didn’t have to comfort him.

The only one who can comfort Sylvania Robester is herself.

I put the weight on the back of the chair, feeling that there was no more force on my body.

“This is…”

“It’s a gap in space. If you hide inside the veil of space, you will be completely isolated from the outside world, free from all damage and influence.”

“You have had a wonderful experience.”

I slowly pulled my head forward, tightening my back. Then, the strength in my lower back fell off, so I was able to speak with my arms resting on my knees and barely keeping my head down.

“Your life was not meaningless. Because I am here.”

No consolation or anything, just the facts.

“I am the proof”

I don’t have any loyalty to keep, but I’m still talking about it.

Even if you are a great sage of the century, you are only human after all.

All she wanted to check was that.

Sylvania lowered her wand slowly and nodded. She herself, she seems to have tried to put up with everything else, but her tears slowly leak out of her hands.

She lived to save the world. Then she failed a lot, went mad and made a lot of mistakes.

However, I finally reached it. They found a fork in the future where they could move out of the remote cliff area.

It is you, not me, who has reached the end of the journey. Sylvania Robester.

With that in mind, I nodded my head.

“Now then, it’s time to finish. Actually… I thought the time had come. I am so glad that you came to this world.”

“Is it time?”

“The providence of the world is not that simple. The total amount of souls allowed into the world is ultimately determined. If the souls from other worlds were brought in, the souls would have to disappear from this world as much as the weight. There is a limit to twisting the providence.”

Permanent extinction through Aspect Magic. It is a magic that twists the providence itself into something that never existed.

Sylvania gathers Aspect magic and talks.

“A lot of people died because of my inexperience.”

The purpose is to save the world.

He lived his whole life for that noble purpose, but that doesn’t justify his sacrifice. Sylvania was such a person.

“I’ll get rid of Velbroque and get you out of this world. The place I left blank is yours.”

Sylvania gets up and talks to me.

“Thank you for coming. And for surviving.”

“…”

“I’ll take care of the rest. I just wanted to say that. Thank you for surviving. You clenched your teeth until the end and endured… So… just thank you…”

Sylvania says so and turns around slowly.

Perhaps he intends to end this catastrophe. In this way, Velbrok is overrun by Sylvania, and the world moves forward with the hope that it can overcome the cliff area.

There is no place for Sylvania there, but the result of saving the world remains.

That’s it. Just knowing that her own fate, which she had spent her whole life in, was not her pointless struggle … made Sylvania laugh.

“Hey.”

Of course, I didn’t agree with that.

Leaving my weak body alone, I sang Sylvania with my throat full of strength.

“I understand your position. Because I had to struggle to save your world… the sudden summoning of me, the pressure I had to endure through all sorts of crises… I can understand everything.”

From her point of view, it must have been a struggle to save the world. It must have been part of her desperate struggle to survive.

Let’s make the concession a hundred times and say that we understand everything.

But there are still parts that I will never understand.

“Then, what was the world I was in?”

“Huh?”

“I said with your mouth that if the total amount of souls is not in balance, Providence will be twisted. Then who will keep the balance of the world I left behind? How are you going to fill the vacant space?”

Close your eyes

What I still remember are the connections I left behind in the previous world.

“There were very few acquaintances left, and it was a very harsh world… but it was like my hometown. It is also a place where I have been very attached to myself. Then… if I protect your world, you won’t have to take responsibility for my world too.”

“That… that…”

“If I had to exist in this world as a variable, wouldn’t it be polite to at least not let my original world collapse.”

I was well aware of the spirit of sacrifice that left me in this world until it destroyed my soul.

But such sacrifices are of no use to me.

I only have one thing to say.

“I will take responsibility for your world, so you also take responsibility for the world from which I left. Don’t try to run away with something like death, take responsibility.”

“Would you like me to go to that side of the world? On your behalf?”

“If you called me here, it wouldn’t be impossible for you to go there.”

“Never… never did…”

“Then you should try it.”

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Maybe my reaction was completely unexpected, Sylvania looked at me with wide eyes.

However, there is nothing wrong with the logic.

Coming into this world, I’ve been through a lot. It was a lot of hard work, but there were also quite a few things that were worthwhile and enjoyable in their own way. Still, that doesn’t mean I don’t love the world I left.

I don’t want it to get caught up in strange things.

“Then… the Velbroque…”

“You have to trust the world. The Taylor I know managed to somehow manage to defeat Velbroque, whose seal had been completely unsealed. We’re attracting more colleagues than we did back then, and we can’t get tired of playing against the unsealed Velbroque.”

The stage is already set.

I went through all sorts of hardships while running on my feet, but it doesn’t matter as long as the results are good anyway.

“Don’t waste your Holy Spirit’s magic, save my world. I will save your world.”

Isn’t this just a transaction?

There is no room for further thought. I have no desire to tear away the remaining feelings of the things I left behind.

Sylvania looks at me silently, then smiles. Closing her eyes softly, she continued to laugh for a while, and then she continued the story slowly.

“Yes, you are right.”

Sylvania nodded and raised the Aspect magic power throughout her body.

The energy of dark red magic fills the huge space. The bright and pure white space is suddenly filled with heavy zodiac magic, and it looks like a huge underground space.

A much greater amount of magical energy covers the infinite space than when using the Highest Aspect magic.

The amount of magical power is almost dizzying just looking at it.

The power of magical power that can reach beyond the providence of the world to the world beyond the stars is such a far-fetched amount.

This is a magic that has already been implemented hundreds of times. To summon Ed Roth Taylor.

This time, it’s not to summon someone, it’s magic to create the world for yourself.

At last, something like a giant iron gate springs up from the chasm of a huge magical power.

“Actually, I don’t know. As if it’s been a long time since you came to this world after I summoned you… Everything is unstable. You may have to swim for a while between the flow of time and the flow of space. We could go into the future than we expected, or we could go far into the past.”

“Still, it might be better than taking your own life here.”

“That’s right. And just like you said, I will have to take responsibility for what you were responsible for.”

Sylvania looked back with a faint smile.

And as if to say something, I tried to move my mouth…but I couldn’t hear it well due to the aftermath of the swirling magic.

I think I left a thank you note anyway, so I waved my hand and said it was okay.

Actually, all I did was make a fuss to survive every moment. There was no grand and noble goal of saving the world.

We survived in our respective places. If you’ve confirmed that fact, that’s it.

Sylvania’s Aspect Magic ‘Space Curtain’ is disappearing.

I closed my eyes as I watched Sylvania advance through the slowly opening door.

I didn’t have to say goodbye.

Once you’re alive, the chance to meet again will come.

*No matter how long the night, the morning sun will always rise.

Even that night, when I put a gun to my head in the rain forest, after enduring the long darkness, the sun began to rise.

Even in Aken Island, where the demon tribes and Velbrok ran wild, that fact remains the same.

The morning sun rises against the backdrop of the Velbrok subjugation corps gathering, and Taylor flying towards the sky, cutting through the space.

The group of demon tribes covering the sky is about to proceed towards the continent and massacre, but eventually they are blocked by the imperial army and begin to be suppressed.

The Imperial Army, led by Princess Persica, was spread across the coast to prevent human casualties from spreading to the continent, constantly blocking the hordes of monsters.

Princess Fenia, who escorts Taylor and leads the forces, Ziggs who makes a road together so that Taylor can reach the heart of Velbroque, and Clevis who deflects Velbrok’s attacks with all her might, Elvirado, who takes out reagents to minimize the damage caused by the aftermath of Velbrok’s magical power, Lortel, who is thinking about a methodology to approach Velbrok more rationally, and burns the battlefield without losing courage at the center of it all. Taylor and Isla.

Everyone struggles to survive.

On a rainy day, in the forest on the battlefield… I remember when I leaned against a tree stump and put down the gun.

I remember watching the squirrels running around in front of them, ants crawling in the soil, and sparrows sitting on top of conifers.

Either way or another, everyone is still alive.

I was convinced that that fact would be engraved in my heart and would not disappear until the day I died.

When I woke up, I was lying in the rubble of a building.

Jenica and Lucy, who were exhausted, were lying right next to him. Neither of them must be in normal physical condition, but anyway, the way they held each other tightly and wrapped their arms around them looked just like kittens, and they almost burst out laughing.

Neither was conscious. He was by my side until I lost consciousness.

The sky was high and clear. Will the day be bright someday?

The morning sun pours down over the wreckage of the collapsed building.

There was no figure of Velbroque covering the sky.

I tried to get up between the half-destroyed academic buildings. Because the pain was about to come again.

“Did you have a good dream?”

Lortel was the one who looked at me lying down with Yenica and Lucy, and then spoke up.

Lortel was sitting still on the rubble of a building next to it… just like us, covered in blood.

It was a sign of a fierce battle. However, Lortel seemed to be all over… She was just smiling openly.

“The stage is closed.”

Lortel does not explain the long battle that risked her life last night.

However, they talk while watching the people gathered in the plaza resting in the ruins. The members of the subjugation squad and the survivors gathered and were holding their breath while waiting for the rescue team. All of them were full of wounds.

There were neither the terrifying Holy Spear Dragon that covered the sky nor the monster tribes that ran wild as if they were going to destroy the world.

Only a warm breeze blows through your hair.

Lortel, who came down from the stage, was smiling quietly, leading her tormented body. He looked at us lying on the rubble and then closed his eyes. Then talk.

“You have worked hard.”

I feel like those short words stabbed me in the chest…

I lay still, looking up at the sky.

When I suddenly looked out the window while reading a book, it was open…

As always, it was a wide, blue, morning sky.

*tuk- tuk-

The sound of water dripping from the sink wakes the girl.

A dark room. Unmade blankets. clothes scattered around. Computer screen with lights on.

The occasional sound of a train passing by outside the window. The sound of weeping weing and cicada cries. A slight breeze from the open window blew over the notebook spread out on the sitting desk.

The girl who opens her eyes swishes and gets up.

Looks around with a puzzled face. Cutlery-like things are scattered on the floor. He was pessimistic about something and tried to end his life like this. Like Ed Roth-Taylor who tried to hang him that day.

I looked around and saw a small mirror standing on a sitting desk. The bewilderment of the dwarf girl with her dark hair and glasses is clearly visible.

The girl presses her flaky hair and flips through the open notebook. There are lots of pictures.

Illustrated full of wonderful characters. It was probably drawn by the girl herself.

Some are plausible and heartfelt, like game concept art. Is it a girl’s dream or goal? Books related to various concept art are full of bookshelves. In addition, there are a lot of books related to scenario writing and game programming.

This is a world where there is no such thing as magic. Nothing happens when you try to gather magical energy.

The fragmentary memories that remain in your head make you more dizzy. After all, this girl dreamed of something, she was frustrated, and it seems that she was about to end her life. As far as I can tell at this point, that’s about it.

The world is full of the unknown.

Nevertheless, once the girl got up from her seat.

Woong-woong- I listen to the computer’s cooler running and stare blankly at the monitor screen. I stare at it like a snowball fight for a while, but I still can’t figure out what it is.

First of all, I’m very hungry. I don’t know why, but I’ve been starving for a few days. If you don’t want to starve, you’ll have to eat something.

The girl somehow gets up and goes out to the kitchen. A staggering gait is precarious.

The computer screen the girl left behind turns on for a while, then goes black. Just before the blackout, the last username set by the girl appears for a moment and then disappears.

‘Peperopepe’

It was the name of the chocolate cookie that the girl often bought.

In that way, the computer screen went completely black, and only the sound of a girl opening the refrigerator door with difficulty entered the room.

I had to eat something to live.

And life goes on as long as you live. As always.