I Possessed The Villain’s Childhood Friend - I Possessed The Villain’s Childhood Friend chapter 79

79 – Decision – 1

“It’s been a while since I left like this.”

If the man’s memory is correct, it’s been over 10 years since he last came out.

If you add the fact that you’re alone, it’s definitely the first time you’ve experienced it in your life.

There were only mountains of sand all around.

A vast desert.

The only wasteland in the Astraia Empire.

Ethiopia was the home of Avatar.

“… Be a traitor.”

I know it’s an impossible story.

But if that’s the case, how on earth did he know Avatar and still follow his traces?

Ike Access.

It was the person the man was looking at the most carefully.

Avatar has been working secretly for a very long time to destroy the Astraian Empire.

It has been thoroughly concealed without leaving even the slightest trace, and if any traces are left, the avatar of that era has completely disappeared.

Originally, the moment Ike attacked Avatar and the existence of Rex became known to Astraia, they should have disappeared again this time.

But the man decided he couldn’t delay any longer.

In reality, they were limited in many ways.

That’s why the name of Avatar started spreading here first.

Anyway, the man concluded that Ike Axus was already aware of the existence of Avatar.

I killed the informant who tried to operate in Heros, and annihilated the black wolves and assassins who were preparing to trample on the sprouts of Arcana.

And as a result of my recent research, he seemed to be digging for information on Avatar, though I couldn’t figure out how.

How can I do that?

How to start moving one step ahead of them.

No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t figure it out.

So Ike Axus has already emerged as the greatest threat in men’s minds.

Leon Aegis Astraia, the greatest genius in the history of the empire.

Reyna Rogelia, whom Rex said was an equal threat.

His intuition alerted him that Ike Axus was more dangerous than the two of them.

Originally, this fact should have been reported to all of Avatar’s executives.

I had to give orders to keep an eye on Ike Axus.

However, in the face of the uncertain unknown, the man eventually chose silence.

Even though I knew that couldn’t be the case, doubts began to form whether there really was a traitor inside Avatar.

Only Rex, who first felt an ominous intuition for Ike Axus, was somewhat aware of the man’s troubles.

“… What is that guy’s true identity?”

The man sighed quietly at the worry that had begun to deepen since he started looking at it.

‘It could just be an accident. Or what, that guy named X came from the future?’

Right after the death of the black wolf.

A word Ed said at the time when Ike Axus was assumed to be X.

If that is indeed true, there is no hope for Avatar.

“Well, it doesn’t seem like it was originally there.”

Of course, I had no intention of giving up on the man.

It’s a dream that has been going on for a very long time, starting from ancestors who didn’t even know their faces.

There is only one purpose.

Destroy Astraia and revive the true empire.

Man was born and lived only for that.

“Whoa.”

His throat burned with thirst, and the man silently took off his hood and looked at the sun.

“The future is in our hands.”

When he said that, his eyes were shining in yellow green and blue, respectively.

★

Avatar has started to be known all over the empire now.

To be honest, I ran out of time.

If you simply look at individual skills, it might be better than the original right now.

After the second semester started last year, Arcana increased her practice rate under Dean Ender’s urging.

But the biggest problem was that the important thing in the fight against Avatar was not simple skill.

No matter how strong you become, it’s meaningless if you can’t break it.

“… First of all, we should quickly hand this ring over to Sofia.”

A saint’s ring that I received from Olivia during last summer vacation.

It’s already been over half a year, but I haven’t been able to hand it to Sophia.

Of course, considering only the time period of the original work, it would be natural, but don’t you already know that it shouldn’t be like that?

Ike Axus of the original work also said that Sophia should be recognized as her saintess as soon as possible.

Let’s think about it.

How did Sophia become a saint in the original story?

After the assassins of the black wolves attack Arcana, Charlotte comes to pay for her barrier.

Then, Sophia, caught in Charlotte’s eyes, heads to the Magic Tower and finally challenges the room of trials.

Sophia overhears Selene’s habit of speaking in the room of trials, and she speaks those words in front of Dean Ender, so she embarks on a journey to become a saint.

… Wouldn’t it be a story that could be solved if I taught Sophia that way of speaking?

It’s not that I haven’t thought of that.

However, I had my doubts whether the story could be easily solved with just that.

The trial room was a device that showed various emotions and memories latent in the unconscious as hallucinations.

And the hallucinations that Sofia saw there were based on the various emotions she felt after entering Arcana.

A sense of distance from her classmates, felt by the difference in her social status.

The loneliness of having no one to appeal to for that sense of distance.

The various inconveniences and gazes around you due to the confrontation with Raina, the eldest daughter of the Duke of Roselia.

And even the sense of helplessness that rises whenever I think of the students who died in the Arcana assassination incident.

The hallucinations from those complex and negative emotions constantly attack Sophia’s mind, and eventually she passes out.

‘Miracles always come unexpectedly. It’s up to you to obtain it.’

However, right before she passed out, she heard the last word of the former saint as a hallucination.

That habit solves Sophia’s negative feelings to some extent.

I feel the loneliness that comes from distance.

For the first time experiencing the malice of others.

Even frustrated at her helplessness that she couldn’t do anything.

‘Nevertheless, meeting everyone must be a miracle. I don’t want to lose this hope.’

It is to chew on those words and get up, and use them as a driving force to move forward into the future without running away.

But what about now?

Since there is no confrontation with Reina, she does not feel any discomfort or malice, and the threat of being assassinated by Arcana’s students has completely disappeared.

At least distance and loneliness?

Even that makes her tilt her head when she thinks of the recent Sophia.

Listening to Ray Nana Helen’s story, she says that Sophia has many friends besides us.

Okay. The biggest reason she couldn’t increase her friendship in her original story was her eventual confrontation with Reina.

If public opinion within Arcana has calmed down to some extent, it would be natural for people to gather around Sophia’s unique bright and positive side.

Anyway, let’s get back to the main topic.

Just because I teach the former saint’s manner of speaking, can Sophia use it as a driving force as in her original story? It was a worry.

Above all, Tower of Trials shows hallucinations based on memories in the unconscious, not inventing something that never happened.

That’s why Dean Ender was also able to connect Sophia with the previous saintess.

But Dean Ender would frown if I told you that someone taught you that idiom yourself, even if you knew it was me.

For now, we’re on good terms with each other, but in your heart, you probably still have some doubts about me.

There was a time when I believed that everything would be easy because I knew the future, but it was a really stupid idea.

“This is really difficult.”

I know how absurd and absurd it is to want an ending where no one dies.

But now that I’m possessed in a novel, it’s not bad to have that much of a dream.

Then what should I do?

Now, it has been almost a month since the start of the second year.

Now was the time to really give an answer.

“… After all, that’s all there is to it.”

In a way, it was the simplest, but it was the last method I didn’t want to choose the most.

However, as long as I have a future to dream of, I had no intention of deciding between means and methods.

★

I’m tired.

After completing the documents related to Arcana’s schedule, Ender thought while drinking black tea quietly.

It was only natural that the number of agendas to be dealt with increased as most of the majors began to be changed to practice from last year.

But Ender didn’t hate the tired feeling itself.

On the contrary, it would be nice to say that I am enjoying it.

Fatigue quickly disappeared when I saw students who were growing remarkably.

In addition, the slowly changing public opinion was also one of the reasons Ender’s mouth went up.

At first, the majority of students opposed the practice-oriented class.

Although Arcana divides her major into swordsmanship and magic, she is not an educational institution that trains knights or wizards.

Most of them placed more importance on the liberal arts and practically required subjects such as history, politics, economics, and etiquette in preparation for inheriting the family in the future or being adopted by another family.

However, as the students who aspired to be knights and wizards continued to give favorable reviews to the increased practice, the students’ thoughts gradually changed.

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Public opinion began to emerge that the liberal arts also needed a change.

Of course, it was difficult to simply listen to the request to add practice to liberal arts.

Unlike swordsmanship or magic, which can produce results only by training oneself, liberal arts subjects have a relatively strong abstract feel.

However, it was only natural for people to come up with various opinions when they gathered, and many of them were persuasive enough for Ender to agree with.

That was the case with the document Ender had just completed.

“Hmm.”

Ender lightly stretched after emptying his teacup.

The sky I glanced at was already turning to dusk.

Looking at the students going in a good direction, Ender could naturally smile, but unfortunately, the current empire was not full of good things.

“Avatarara.”

Most of the recent stories from various parts of the Empire are related to the mysterious organization, Avatar.

From petty fights to incitement to reform the empire.

When I investigated what was behind them, for some reason, the name Avatar appeared on all of them.

Of course, their actions were so dwarfed that it would be difficult to call them rebels right away.

But why?

Ender was feeling indescribable anxiety.

The source of that anxiety is clear.

“… Is that the monster then?”

There was no connection, but Ender was already convinced.

Ender’s intuition set off alarm bells, and Ender knew from years of experience that sometimes these simple things were closer to the answer.

And one character who still has some doubts.

To be honest, Ender knew he wasn’t that kind of person.

Nevertheless, the reason Ender had these feelings was obviously for personal reasons.

“In case you don’t know, let’s keep an eye on it a little longer.”

As soon as I came to that conclusion, someone knocked on the door of the dean’s office.

“Who are you?”

“This is Ike Axus, Dean Ender.”

At the voice he heard, Ender slightly widened his eyes.

“Come in.”

“Thank you.

The man who opened the door to the dean’s office and entered was a man Ender had just decided to keep an eye on.

A second year student at Arcana.

It was Ike Axus, the second son of the Duke of Axus.