I Became the Crazy Instructor at the Academy - I Became the Crazy Instructor at the Academy chapter 126

126. Instructor

Cain raised her head and looked at the moon.

It was a windy day.

The clouds in the night sky move violently, enough to obscure the moon.

Temple and priest. And the leader.

An instructor standing in front of him.

It was the moon that looked at them intently,

Soon the clouds blocked his path

As time passed, under the moonlight that illuminated the temple again,

Only a terrible scene remained.

Priest’s clothes soaked and stained with blood,

Numerous corpses lying torn apart.

The place that was once a temple,

It was torn to pieces by the instructor’s sword, leaving no trace.

The process.

The dance of the Sword Saint that took place in a time that did not last more than ten minutes, but could be said to be a moment.

You couldn’t see the moon,

He could see.

“…”

Somewhere between the night sky and the ground.

The owner with cool eyes looking down from the air, standing in an impenetrable void.

Russell’s Chairman of the Board,

He was the master of stigma.

The emergence of a cult leader,

Miho’s feet.

And, the lives that are dying out.

He watched the situation from beginning to end.

What he felt while looking at that instructor,

It was exactly the same as the sentiments of the religious leader who dealt with her in person.

The leader’s voice was heard from below.

“I have no choice but to admit it.”

“…”

The answer from the tailed instructor is,

It didn’t come back.

It may be more appropriate to say that he could not answer, but the leader continued his words to her.

“You have stood at the pinnacle of humanity.”

White priests. The power of the church.

She stood alone in front of the greatest group that ruled her empire, and the number of enemies she cut down with her arms.

It was only half.

With a mere human body, he achieved half the victory against the entire church.

However, after reversing that statement, what remains is.

Because she herself, kneeling on the ground, panting with her blood-covered body, knows best.

Only a brief death message returned.

“…Kill.”

Half of the defeat.

She was worthy of being called a human standing at the highest point under the empire’s sky.

She couldn’t go beyond that.

It was a human limitation.

Even though she cut down half the priests,

The other half remained.

To kill a devastated fox,

It was more than enough power.

The leader stroked her hair.

She said in a bored tone.

“Take care of it appropriately and proceed as planned.”

With only those words left behind,

Disappeared into darkness.

Soon it disappeared from sight,

There are only two categories left at his feet

With one loser,

Numerous executioners.

Cain, who was watching from above,

He began to fall.

The bitter wind shook his collar

Hwaaa-

The unexpected appearance of a cult leader.

It was not an official visit, but an armed invasion with the entire army of the church.

Some people call this a crisis, but

Because his thoughts completely followed his personality.

He looked at the variables in front of him,

I started with the intention of turning it into an opportunity.

Such noble blood flows,

Ivan Kherson also.

You would have reached a similar conclusion.

So, rather than planning to invade that fight and kill the cult leader.

I decided to draw a bigger picture.

All I could do was quietly watch a person’s swordsmanship reach its peak.

Cult leader.

Until he goes to kill Ivan.

Just before he falls and hits the ground.

Just before the neck of the prisoner instructor, who had exhausted all his strength, was cut by the priest’s blade, Cain spoke.

His younger brother who will meet the religious leader.

To Ivan Kherson.

“Prove it.”

The source of the blood flowing in your veins,

If you are like me.

Eat it up.

Surrender yourself to the fate attached to that stigma.

The stage for him is,

I will gladly make it for you.

Tonight, before dawn approaches.

We will become masters of the world.

—

Miho closed her eyes.

When he opened his eyes, he couldn’t see clearly.

Priests who cleverly follow the orders of their religious leaders.

I cut them down with all my might.

I cut, cut, and cut again.

In the end, I couldn’t reach the religious leader,

My body doesn’t move anymore.

Blood leaking from all over the body.

The poison has spread completely to the back.

As if falling into sleep,

Consciousness is fading away.

But, I could tell.

The white priests holding on to both of their arms and lifting them up.

He lowered his head helplessly. The neck in between.

The reality that it will fall soon.

That’s why I closed my eyes.

“Do you have any regrets?”

I heard someone’s voice.

A somewhat familiar voice.

Maybe one of the white priests,

Maybe I’m hallucinating myself dying,

It might be someone else.

She answered without even raising her head.

“It can’t be.”

I bought enough time.

If it is the Ivan she knows, it will be enough time to convince the saint that her eyes have rolled back.

Since the rest is up to him,

She can close her eyes.

However, the voice was directed at me.

“I’m not good at lying.”

Denial mixed with ridicule.

That made her raise her head.

Actually, I knew.

Her belief that she doesn’t want it to end like this.

The instructor’s mission to protect Russell.

Ivan Kherson.

The man who devoted everything to Russell,

The love that I want to meet again in life.

However,

My body doesn’t move anymore.

I was madly angry.

That was the true intention.

So, the source of the voice I encountered with only one eye open.

He was not a priest,

It wasn’t even his own auditory hallucination.

“Moving, Changing…?”

Above her head

Above the heads of the priests.

The main character with cold eyes is floating in the air and looking down at the things below.

It was Chairman Dane.

Before I could even organize my thoughts,

The situation went beyond that.

Pow!

Something exploded.

Until we realize that it is the head of the priest who grabbed Miho’s arm and tried to hit her neck her.

It didn’t take long.

As her hold on her weakened, Miho fell again.

Dane stood next to her.

It was confusing.

However, his voice was constantly stuck in my head.

“To die without even being able to resolve your regrets, and to be swept away by a force so powerful that you can’t do anything about it… Is a right thing to feel unfair about.”

“…”

“However, that is the limit of humans.”

Crash!

I heard the priests running.

Her fierceness toward her Dane was passed down to her.

And, all those footsteps and murderous intent.

Stop.

With his every word his his,

Disappeared in an instant.

“I will ask you for the last time.”

“…”

Silent night,

Only his declaration fills the empty space of the temple.

“Even though it may have been a decision based on your beliefs, do you have any regrets about the outcome right before your eyes?”

The sound of the priests’ footsteps,

I started to hear it again.

To the extent that it would be appropriate to say that I hesitated,

It was slow.

And Miho fell.

I answered him.

“I trust Ivan.”

“…”

“And, that much.”

In the dying life, I burned the last regret.

“I want to protect him.”

And, I soon realized.

The blood flowing from all over the body,

It stopped at some point.

Haha-

The sound of his laughter that shakes the sky.

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And now, the blood on the ground was flowing into her wound.

A power that transcends cause and effect.

The owner of that power responded to her.

“So be it.”

He said so,

Miho stood up.

It was something that couldn’t have happened.

“Even though it may be the belief of an idiot who knows nothing, it makes it seem as useful as it is sublime.”

Her bloody long sword.

It has been reworked.

“I will allow you to spend the last part of your life.”

And, the person standing next to him also.

I took out a sword from my chest.

She knew instinctively.

The power to cut down the enemy in front of her has once again been given to her.

The chairman, Dane Clyde,

I don’t have the slightest intention to send the church’s dogs to Ivan.

That was the only thing the two beings here had in common,

That that is enough.

“Look beyond humans.”

The moonlight was in her eyes again.

—

Before I knew it, I was standing alone.

In the darkness, unable to see an inch ahead, I was just standing with my feet on the floor.

Is this place a dream?

With that thought in mind, I moved my legs and started walking forward.

Dark passage.

Or, pitch black where nothing exists.

And, how long has it been?

I saw something.

Someone who is pure white and looks dangerous.

I saw a figure sitting down in the middle of a dark passage.

I walked, and before I knew it, I was running.

I was strongly convinced that it should be so.

And, I stood in front of it.

“You…”

That child is a saint wearing white robes.

It was myself.

He’s It’s much smaller than me,

Much weaker,

That’s why it’s pitiful.

I faced my past.

The child raised her head,

He glared at me.

“Why…”

Towards me wearing black robes,

He said with a look of resentment.

“Why are you bothering me?”

“…”

“You decided to be a good, obedient child. Then your skin she wouldn’t tear, and her head she wouldn’t hurt like it was going to explode. Why on earth!”

I was crying.

Probably, back then, there wasn’t a day that went by where I didn’t cry.

I remembered.

Things that happened to me.

The past of growing up in an orphanage,

About being taken to a religious denomination.

And, day after day, I cry out for help, and before I know it, the days go by begging for death.

Crying, crying again,

When the flesh is torn, new flesh grows,

Even if I run out of breath, I force myself to come back to my senses.

I don’t even want to remember that part,

Hellish days.

That child, I am.

It eventually collapsed.

I gave up thinking for myself.

“Master. And Mr. Arca. If I had just listened to him carefully, I could have been much happier. But why!”

“…”

“Why are you harassing me…”

Surrender. And obedience.

My beliefs and beliefs were tainted from the beginning.

I was created.

Because I don’t want to admit that fact,

Because I don’t want to be sick anymore.

I remember this,

They are locked here.

I am not qualified to comfort this child.

But.

“Paula Maria.”

“Don’t call me that!”

I approached.

I faced my past.

“I am a saint. I am a saint of the order!”

“Not really.”

“I don’t want to hear it… I don’t want it. I don’t want to get hurt again! Please leave me alone, please…”

It’s for me too,

For someone who cares for me.

A past that is so bitter and throbbing,

I hugged him as hard as I could.

“It’s okay. Everything will be okay.”

“…”

Myself whimpering and crying.

The past flows into me.

Painted under the erased scars and wounds,

The painful past comes to mind again.

Although it is so painful,

I can bear it.

“You can’t look away. You have to accept everything and rise above it.”

“…The leader didn’t say that.”

“That’s right. The person who told me this is not the cult leader you obeyed.”

I can feel it.

Outside here, the sound of him struggling.

You are fighting with me,

I don’t feel any killing intent.

Because I feel warm affection.

I can endure.

“This is the person I love.”

The world begins to fall apart.

The black curtain shakes and cracks appear.

Like a glass breaking,

In this slowly collapsing unconsciousness.

I assured my past self.

“It hurts a little less now, right?”

“…”

I came out of unconsciousness.

And, at the same time, I realized.

It’s too late.

I was standing in front of the instructor,

The instructor did not move.

Cult leader.

This terrible thing he left behind took over my body and moved on.

Regardless of my will,

By his will, he pushes the instructor.

“Ah, ah…”

Definitely, on the instructor’s body.

The dagger was inserted.

“Ah, uh, ah…”

“…”

The instructor’s uniform is torn, and blood flows from it.

I wanted to pull out the dagger, but the cursed cult leader’s reverberations did not allow even that.

Tears fall in drops,

The instructor raised his head.

And, he said this.

“It seems like things are going back and forth now.”

“…”

“It’s worth risking your life.”

The instructor always knows.

He is always watching the light that returns to my eyes like a glimmer.

But, I failed.

Instead of repaying his dedication, I killed the instructor with my own hands.

That kind of self,

I don’t think I can forgive.

“Sorry, sorry, I’m sorry. I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”

With all my might,

I raised the hand that was not holding the dagger.

And then, after setting the nails.

I held it to my neck.

Right now.

If I don’t end everything now, the cult leader’s will that has taken over my body may crush you.

But.

“It’s okay.”

“Ah, uhm…”

“Everything will be okay, Paula.”

Sigh-

The instructor, with trembling hands.

It was gently stroking the back of my neck.

Pajik-

After hearing tinnitus,

My body has lost strength.

My arms and legs are shaking.

A body that seems ready to collapse at any moment.

And, the instructor.

He said:

“I will share.”

With that benevolent voice,

When I came to my senses. Me at that time.

With the instructor,

They were kissing.