The Academy’s Time Limit in a Novel Written by a Friend - The Academy’s Time Limit in a Novel Written by a Friend chapter 124

124 – Episode 124 Nightmare. (10)

The succubus queen counted the remaining powers she could wield.

…Few.

Not enough of her own strength, she ended up using all but the bare minimum powers to keep her dream world bound to bind a boy.

Nevertheless, I thought it would be enough.

She thought that no one would come to disturb her anymore.

“Looks like this is the end.”

However, in the moment of fighting the boy, there were those who woke up from nightmares by squeezing through the cracks of the weak power.

A beauty with long blonde hair and dark green eyes.

Reverse summoning the lower succubus in an instant, she looked this way cautiously for a moment, but then she saw a black orb floating in the air and distorted her expression.

…The others have been sent to manage the dreams, so Heaven herself will have to deal with them.

“…Did you do that?”

“I don’t think there is any reason to answer?”

“Thank you for your reply. That’s enough. If not, you would have said no right away, right?”

The opponent steps lightly.

“First of all, I will warn you. If you don’t want to get hurt, take that off and surrender.”

I know who she is thanks to her observations through her dreams.

Cathy She was born with a low-level talent, but she brushed her teeth, and she was a woman who took the place of an A-class hero.

She

She creates this world She is one of the people with strong mental power that she was wary of, and because she has already overcome her trauma, she has little to do with her, and she is also the one who was forcibly bound by her authority. Do.

However, she was only vigilant because of her strong mental power, but she was not at a great disadvantage in terms of compatibility with martial heroes.

“Can’t you?”

At the same time as she refused, she stepped on her step and lightly bounced up to show off her kick.

With a popping sound, her head was blown away from her kick, but her head, which had been blown off, recovered as a pink mist.

“…Ah, this was a dream. He’s the type that doesn’t get along well with me.”

It was a dream…? Poor compatibility…? With the thought of killing me now. Are you going to mess with it?

Come to think of it, it seems that even in her dream right before she woke up, the moment that child came out, it suddenly changed.

I’d rather be provocative.

“Well? Right now he must be busy dreaming good dreams, but would he want to wake up too?”

“…What do you mean by that?”

There is a reaction.

It is difficult to subdue an opponent with strong mental power in a dream.

Since the Authority is also in a position where it can no longer be used, it seemed like it would be better to break the spirit first and drive it into it.

“What are you talking about? When kids at that age are obsessed with their dreams, what will they do? You and I already in your dreams…”

Fang.

What? What are you talking about?

Her hair was blown off.

Her body was split left and right, and at the same time she was regenerated, her neck was grabbed.

“I don’t like lies very much.”

The eyes are unusual. He could feel the strength in his hand gripping her neck.

“Why is it a lie…”

Her fingers dig into her throat with a crackling sound.

“No matter how much it is a dream, there is no way that our Sohyeon would be with a girl like you. Do not lie.”

…It may seem a bit excessive, but the purpose of making people excited seems to have succeeded.

*

Even though I only looked back at my life before middle school, that’s about it.

Looking back like this, I really lived my life like a drama.

Abandoned by his family, the gift that gave hope in life was caught up in a crime and left in the form of an accident.

Nevertheless, I don’t remember thinking about committing suicide or trying to get out of the way.

“Calm down. The living don’t have to live.”

Half of it was unfair that I chose now and death, and the other half was thanks to him always being by my side.

“Don’t act tough. Isn’t it obvious that you’re crying too much right now?”

“Yeah, I didn’t cry as much as you. You liked Teacher Cathy.”

Aside from me and him, the other guys also cried.

Especially the younger brothers and sisters were so sore that they cried beyond words the next day.

Even that idiot director must have been thinking about something, and from that day on, he stopped drinking the alcohol he used to drink every day.

“Heaven hyung. Where’s Miss Cathy?”

When one of my little brothers who didn’t understand death yet asked that.

I remember answering casually, imitating Ms. Cathy.

“Okay. If our Minseo is doing well, he might come soon!”

It doesn’t suit you. It didn’t fit really badly.

Maybe it was because he frowned every day, but his muscles twitched when he tried to laugh, and he couldn’t laugh easily, and it was hard to speak softly, perhaps because he made harsh words as fierce as possible.

She must have burst into tears when Minseo said her expression was scary.

Still, I had no intention of giving up.

So she kept laughing.

Until she can make her laugh that resembles her. Even if we forget her face and her voice, we won’t forget her smile.

I smiled with a face that resembled her as much as possible.

Ironically, her life at the orphanage did not change much even after she disappeared.

The director didn’t do anything big, but he didn’t have an accident like before.

The new teacher wasn’t as aggressive as Miss Cathy, but she wasn’t so violent either.

My older brothers and sisters left the facility after graduating from high school, and we became middle school students.

“…I want to become an adult soon. I want to go to this crappy orphanage too.”

“I’m going to make a living after I leave.”

“Artist. They say fairy tale writers are crazy these days. I will write a web novel.”

“…Is there anyone who pays to read your fucking boring novel?”

“Are you crossing the line? Will you hit your sister?”

“Who is your sister, bitch? Are you and me the same age?”

“Yeah, isn’t that the baby who was weeping in the corner of the orphanage? Did you hit me?”

“Are you proud of resorting to violence? If you were a real man, you would have followed me.”

“Hey, why are you still fucking nice to me when you’re being so damn nice to the other kids these days?”

“…Put your hand on your chest and think about it. Why would I only say this to you?”

Well, we got along quite well.

It was probably because we had known each other since we were little, and it was probably because we didn’t get along well with other kids because the eyes in the orphan society weren’t very good.

Well, it was okay to ignore it openly like that, but the hypocrites’ eyes that secretly treated us as pitiful made us more miserable.

Ah, I’ll tell you in advance, but there were some people who really warmly helped me.

The hypocrites I’m talking about are really hypocrites.

Normally, school teachers said they were on our side, but they always doubted us when things disappeared, but in the end, even when things were found later, they never apologized to us.

‘Adults act as if an apology is something to be ashamed of.’

When my older brother, who graduated from the orphanage, came to the orphanage and muttered something like that, we burst into laughter.

And whenever that happened, we muttered like a habit.

I want to quickly become an adult like you.

At least back then, I remember thinking that something would change when I became an adult.

My brother told us that. Being an adult doesn’t change anything dramatically.

It’s not me that changes, it’s just the eyes of the people around me.

*

“…Why don’t you give up soon?”

“Give up.”

Cathy, whose shoulder was pierced by a skewer protruding from somewhere, looked at her shoulder for a moment and then violently pulled out the skewer.

Her blood splattered, but she looked at the enemy in front of her without distorting her expression.

The succubus queen shook her head at the resentful gaze directed at her.

“…Hey, it’s not that it doesn’t hurt just because it’s a dream.”

“Yes, but you don’t have to worry about dislocating a bone or injuring a muscle. Don’t worry, it’s still tolerable.”

Crazy.

That woman was obviously crazy.

What kind of person would endure the pain of a bone or organ injury and keep running after it, saying it didn’t matter because his bones or organs weren’t actually injured?

She had inflicted fatal wounds, not once or twice, but more than ten times already, but realizing that she would not die even if she was hit by the first blow, she rushed in despite being wounded and concentrated on breaking the head on her side.

Even if it’s wrong, it’s firmly wrong.

“I’ll say it again, Sohyeon is waking me up.”

Even the cause wasn’t a sense of justice or a sense of mission, just to wake up that boy.

“Well? I guess you don’t want to wake up because you’re having a good dream? Ah, is it because of you that he likes breasts? It’s big.”

I don’t know if I like breasts or not.

Of course it was a bravado, but how many men would hate breasts?

My prediction was correct, and she seemed to feel that my words were more discreet, so she rushed harder.

If you continue to fight attrition in the world of dreams, the winner will eventually be yourself as a succubus.

By the way.

“Shut up.”

That’s it and the look in her eyes when she rushes at her is so scary.

It’s not like it actually hits, and it’s okay because the pain on this side is blocked, but her eyes were so ferocious that I flinched just before being hit.

After digging through her nightmares for a while, I was able to find memories of her that she would hate more.

“How nice it would have been to turn people into donuts.”

“…What?”

“You are passionate? It’s not that I’ll destroy it if I can’t have it, but do you think it makes sense to like someone who even made a hole in their stomach?”

Now that I’ve touched her wrath with respectful words to get pissed off, I’ll be even more excited.

“Whoa.”

Contrary to expectations, however, she took a deep breath and corrected her posture.

“Yeah, don’t get excited. You shouldn’t play around with nonsense.”

I rather calm down when I should be more excited. There must have been something stronger than her trauma behind her memory.

As I proceeded with the memory in the dream, I was able to fully understand the whole story of the incident.

…Oh, be romantic. How in the world can you say such a thing so confidently? Is it because you’re still young?

No, that’s not important right now.

“So? It’s a shame to be true, but what’s the difference?”

The situation is no different. She still has no way to harm herself, and she is in a situation where she can do a little bit of damage.

There’s no need to get excited.

“Hmm?”

But not long after I thought that, I felt someone approaching me.

Something as dangerous as this woman was approaching.

The entrance opened again, and two people walked in through different doors.

One is a boy holding a golden spear.

He fiddled with the spear with a confident expression, frowned for a moment when he saw the black sphere, but soon returned to his original expression and stretched out his spear in this direction.

“…It’s a nightmare, so it must be rat poison for him.”

The other was a girl dressed just like a man.

“…Is that Sohyeon? When I see him, sometimes he is held like a princess.”

She brushed off her pure white sword and looked at her black sphere without even looking at me.

“Since she is a princess, she will have a seizure if she hears it. Thank you. I’ll make fun of you by saying that you told me later.”

“Oh, Mr. You. Are you being cowardly? They say that I made fun of this.”

It was as if they were joking around, but the speculation they spewed intensified.

“Seeing that the professor couldn’t deal with it, it must be an annoying enemy in its own way.”

“Well, it seems like that. What does that matter?”

“…Not really.”

Then the two new models disappeared.

The extended golden thunderbolt and the chillingly cold slash led to his death once more.

I hurriedly rebuilt her body, but this time Cathy, who had been lifting her leg as if to predict her position, slammed her leg down and exploded her head.

“…Everyone, be careful. Her physical blows don’t mean much to her in this space.”

I can’t stand it any longer with normal fighting.

Even if she wants to use her hallucination system, most of her own magical power, like her authority, is being used to keep the boy in a nightmare.

It’s dangerous at this rate.

Even if she can’t handle her magical power in the first place, she’s a queen in the field of her dreams, and it makes no sense for her to be pushed back.

At least until I can control him, I can’t draw her authority.

…I can’t help it.

I have no choice but to watch a short-term showdown.

If you can’t use authority or magic, you have no choice but to draw power from somewhere else.

I tried not to use it as much as possible, but if I dragged it out for more time, the world itself could collapse.

Thinking so, the queen began to extract her power from people’s nightmares.

Of course, the more you use the power of nightmares, and the more you use their spirits, the weaker the dream connection will be, but it’s better than the world completely collapsing.

They retreated from the sudden strong energy, but it wouldn’t be easy to block this blow.

If only it hadn’t been for a sudden flash of light bursting out from across the aisle.

The holy energy came towards this place, purifying the magic and demonic energy created by nightmares.

What does this mean?

“Am I not too late?”

The energy of the holy sword overflows on the sword engraved with beautiful roses.

I couldn’t delay any longer, so the emitted magic power was horribly cut in two, and a boy with a warm atmosphere walked out from beyond the exploding magic power.

“No, it’s too late. Well, even if you weren’t there, it wouldn’t have changed.”

“…Is that Sohyeon?”

“That has already been done by everyone else.”

“Ah, I guess. I know what to do.”

“…Isn’t it a little cowardly to fight with four people?”

“There is a saying in the Raylan Academy Trash Talk class. ‘It’s okay to fight villains.’ Sounds like a good thing, everyone, right?”

As Cathy finished speaking, four pairs of eyes pierced the Queen of Succubus.