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 81

81 – Episode 81 What I lost, what you lost. (4)

-Wonko?

How in the world do you sign a contract with an artifact and the first word is wonko…?

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Double coin of luck.

The reason why I still haven’t signed a contract with this artifact that I stole from the Academy’s Golden Goblin is simple.

Because the condition of the contract with this relic is that you fail and die while trying your best.

No, that’s right.

The conditions themselves are a bit inaccurate and ambiguous.

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Do your best? I don’t know where or how far the power goes.

I thought I did my best, but if I die saying ‘From my point of view, you really weren’t strong enough!’, It won’t end as a joke, and there are very few things that would be so dangerous that I, who have knowledge of the original work, would die.

Well, it’s a bit strange to say, thanks anyway… But anyway, we signed a contract.

Since it’s the first contract, it can’t be revived right away, and it will take some time to recover, but since it’s an artifact that heals all wounds, I could wait that long.

Anyway, I thought about it because I was a little calmer after I died once.

Isn’t that a bit strange?

Was this something to be angry about?

No, it’s normal to be angry unless you’re a psychopath, but it’s a bit ambiguous if you’ve lost your mind this far.

If it was usual, wouldn’t it have been more calm?

And it’s also true that he fought so well that it’s hard to think that he did it himself in such a furious state.

I was simply getting close with Professor Cathy, and I’m a bit uneasy about saying that because I got a fever.

Okay, thinking about it now that I’m calmer, the part I was angry with was not the part where I thought the professor had been brainwashed, but after seeing that black thing devour the professor.

Ah, yes.

Surprisingly, when I recalled that black thing, a strange anger welled up in my heart again.

What should I say about this?

Something doesn’t seem to come to mind.

What lies beyond the strange sense of déjà vu is only unpleasant feelings and anger for no reason.

However, the discomfort was not unnatural at all.

If a person with trauma unintentionally sees the source of the trauma again, would he react like this?

It was as if he had been in great trouble because of that.

I don’t know what that thing is, but it’s strange that I know what kind of thing it is.

What is certain is that that black thing is never a pleasant thing for me.

“Are you okay?”

Hmm?

I was checking the condition by myself when I suddenly heard a voice.

This isn’t really the afterlife, it’s a place similar to my mental world, so I can talk to any relics that have a contract with me if they have self-consciousness, but none of the relics I’ve contracted with have such a voice.

When I turned my head to check the other person, it was a woman I had never seen before.

“A foolish thing. You didn’t even listen when I told you so, did you hear me now?”

In a situation where the other person is very worried about me, who are you? Can i say that?

The golden hair tied in twin tails, slightly sharp eyes, and glowing golden eyes are very attractive, but somehow I didn’t think much of it.

“Hmm? Why are you looking at me like that?”

Her tail as she said that made her a question mark.

Huh…?

A tail?

A golden ring on the head and a tail with gold decorations.

A monkey tried to come to mind, but he quickly denied it.

No? Wouldn’t it? Hey, is it too harsh that it didn’t come out in the original? In the first place, have you already seen my real face when I was being tried? Wouldn’t that be it?

“Ah, how does this look? According to the knowledge that flowed in the last time I assimilated with you, this kind of appearance seems to be popular in stories these days.”

Isn’t it?

“It’s not the first time he’s taken the form of a woman, but it’s the first time he’s had a hairstyle like this. Palgye will like it.”

Fuck. That’s right.

Oh my God, at that time, I was connected to Son Oh-gong, and the principles of technology or something like that flowed in, but I didn’t know that the other side could see my head.

And even if you look at it, why did you see such knowledge?

“Hey, by any chance, are you Son Goku? King Mihu or Daesung Jecheon?”

“Hmm? Wouldn’t you know when you see it?”

I really want to see you wagging your tail as if asking such an obvious question, but where are you going?

I don’t know? If it wasn’t for the long orphan and the tail, you wouldn’t have expected it?

“Isn’t it okay to look at the essence, not the appearance?”

Ah, come to think of it, Son Oh-gong of Journey to the West has an eye called Hwa-an-Geum-Jeong, and because of this, it is said that he has the ability to see through the essence.

My head hurt.

“Hmm, looks like the reaction is not good, I quite liked it.”

“Isn’t it embarrassing that it’s like a woman’s dress?”

“Most of the spirits born from the stars do not have a fixed gender. You just have to choose which side you want to live with.”

There is such a setting.

I didn’t really want to know.

“Well, to be honest, I’ve never really tried to look like this before, but it’s kind of fun to do.”

I think I liked the twin tails, so the way they gently shake them or knead them with my hands is cute, but it’s a little different because the contents are Son Goku.

“I knew she wasn’t dead anyway, but how long would it take to be resurrected?”

“It won’t be that long, will it? It should take five minutes at most.”

“Hmm, but luckily we can have a conversation. Why were you so excited just now?”

“Actually, I don’t know.”

“Hmm? Oh, that’s right. Is it like that?”

Hmm? I just said I don’t know Why do you think you noticed something?

“From now on, listen carefully to what I have to say.”

“Yes? Yes.”

“Do you remember hearing the word ㅁㅁㅁㅁㅁ?”

“Yes? What? Can’t you hear anything because your pronunciation is muffled?”

“Hmm, that seems right. Sometimes there are children like you.”

“Couldn’t you please let me know, instead of just convincing myself?”

“Well, it’s not something that can be done without telling me, but there is no way to do it.”

Unfortunately, it seemed to be a kind of story with some restrictions.

That kind of thing that sometimes comes out in novels and you can’t hear it if you don’t qualify or lack it.

“Are you simplifying your understanding?”

“It’s been a while since I read a novel.”

“A novel? You mean the stories in your head? It sounds interesting.”

…Huh? How far have you read? Are you suddenly embarrassed?

“Don’t worry, I haven’t read anything to be ashamed of.”

Ah, that’s good.

“However, ‘Someone’s waist is bent like a bow’ or ‘Baby Mamma dispenser’, which you sometimes commented on, look a bit vulgar, so it would be better not to put them on.”

Oh shit. I heard you didn’t read it…!

*

The blood stopped.

But Cathy knew very well that it was never a good thing.

The opened pupils and the cold body.

It’s still soft if you touch it carefully, but all the circumstances, including the muscles that are getting hard little by little, mean that he’s dead in your arms.

This can’t be like this.

“Sohhyun-ah. Are you kidding me? Will it happen?”

She knew it too. That it can’t be a joke.

None other than she made it this way herself.

I destroyed the one I wanted to protect with my own hands, and tore the dream I wanted to support myself.

Nausea came up and tears came out, but she had neither the right nor the time to cry to herself.

It seemed that if I lost my guard even a little bit, my head would go blank again and I would give up my thoughts.

If you are dominated again, you will repeat this mistake again.

It is the opportunity that Sohyeon gave her as she gave up her life, and it is the spirit she has barely recovered.

She lost too much and had work to do to walk into the darkness crying again like the heroine of a tragic story.

She turned her head.

The culprit.

There must be a culprit who made her this way and made Sohyeon suffer.

Atonement was also something to think about after revenge was completed.

I want to cry in my heart.

I didn’t do anything, I just wanted to hug him and keep crying.

But I couldn’t.

He was a valuable student.

He was a kid I wanted to support, and a kid who resembled his younger brother.

But maybe that wasn’t all.

I wonder if it was after seeing him overcoming his fear and always stepping forward to protect someone.

She said that she had this feeling.

No.

Long before she dealt with Jin Kyung-tae and the other villains, she might have already harbored such feelings the day she first met him.

On that day.

At that time, the fact that he had to be trampled and killed by monsters of inferiority in that cold and dark cave came closer to the truth.

At that time, I couldn’t even cry because of the person I admired and the responsibility of being a hero.

The moment he came back casually and smiled and extended his hand to me.

His smile was already embedded deep in my heart.

-I’m fine now.

On the day he saved me by burning his own life, this feeling must have already been in my heart.

He just didn’t notice because he had never experienced it.

I realized too slowly what this growing feeling was in its worst form.

It was neither favor nor liking.

It was too heavy and hot emotion to call it so lightly.

I raised my creaking body.

His body ached as a result of using his power beyond his limit, and his head felt like it was going to break because he was forcibly resisting the artifact.

Still, I gritted my teeth and endured it.

I forcibly suppressed the black thing that was about to overflow.

Because Sohyeon must have been more sick.

There’s no way I’d dare to whine about something like this.

Illak and Yu Hak were screaming and running towards the opponents they faced.

The relic trying to rule himself seemed to come from the villain who confronted Illak.

Hyeonah So. Hang in there.

I’ll take care of that villain and come back.

*

“Oh, I think the time is up?”

“So, are you really not going to write fairy tales?”

“If you use that, you won’t be able to move for a while. I won’t use it unless it’s an emergency.”

“Wouldn’t that be better than running to death in excitement again?”

To be honest, I was a little worried about that part, but for some reason I felt that it was not as likely as before.

-Wonko?

As soon as the preparations were finished, the coin started to fret as if he would fulfill the contract immediately.

“That bastard’s Wonko is real.”

As he concentrated, a small coin appeared in his hand.

“If I had more time, I would have practiced here, but it’s a bit disappointing. Training in the spiritual realm is another special practice.”

Aha, that’s what cartoon characters often do. I’m a bit attracted to it.

Actually, even if I wasn’t attracted to it, thinking about my future work, I honestly thought it might be necessary.

“If this case is resolved, I will ask you next time.”

“Yes.”

Leaving Goku smiling brightly behind him, the moment he bounced the coin, he was forcibly ejected from the mental world.

It was quite a strange sensation to defy death.

Should I say that I feel the opposite of the discomfort I felt when I lost all my innate vitality?

The connection between the body and the soul, which had been severed against the providence, is reconnected.

Revitalizes the muscles of the body that had been hardened, and the lost blood is rapidly regenerated.

Up to this point everything went according to plan.

-You overcame death in a special way.

What?

-You have a vague understanding of the concept of death through repeated experiences.

-Destroyed veins are rapidly restored and strengthened. All actions using magic will be corrected.

I didn’t know this?

– Trait Resurrection evolves. Existing effects are strengthened.

I didn’t mean to, but my body floated up and started emitting light.

I don’t know what it is.

– New effects have been added due to the evolution of traits.

-However, we do not yet have a complete understanding of death, so we cannot confirm the new effect.

At first glance, they don’t seem like bad things.

Leaving numerous notifications behind, I opened my eyes first.

Their eyes were focused on me, as if the crowd under the stage were looking at an actor.

As if someone had witnessed something impossible, they seemed to be surprised, and at the same time they expressed relief or surprise.

“What, is this the first time you see a person come back to life after dying?”

It was a joke that made me laugh, but I didn’t get an answer.

Is it that strange?

Well, at first glance, it might seem strange, right?

The body that floated slowly came down to the floor.

The difference compared to before his death is that the total amount of Seoncheonjingi has increased unbelievably.

If you look at the total amount, the energy that seems to be incomparable to a fairly long-lived species was filling the deep part of the body.

And I don’t know exactly what it feels like to say “I understood death.”

It’s not intended, but good is good.

I looked around and everyone was still staring blankly at me.

In the meantime, Professor Cathy came to my senses.

Actually, seeing that black thing, I was thinking about the possibility that she might come to her senses at the point I messed up.

There is no evidence.

But since it’s a novel, I didn’t stab myself in case it would turn out like this.

I just naturally knew that if that black thing had any effect, it wasn’t just a relic.

Well, it’s one less thing to do anyway, so that’s not bad.

A moment when I thought I would provoke the villains.

“Black.”

With a bang.

Tears welled up in Professor Cathy’s eyes.

…You seem more surprised than I thought?