The Soldier Shouted Save - Chapter 71
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The soldier shouted save (71)
Academy entrance ceremony.
“I am Matteo Gremory, in charge of the first-year Demonology class.”
After giving a brief introduction in accordance with the order, I looked closely at the students on the podium, but there wasn’t much I could tell with my eyes.
‘If you think it’s suspicious, it’s all suspicious.’
Being admitted to the Academy means that each person has a special talent.
Combat skills such as swordsmanship or magic.
Specialized knowledge like Mateo’s ‘Demonology’.
Or, even the warriors’ special ‘perks’.
It was safe to assume that every student here had the ability to attack Croa.
‘It’s a good thing Croix doesn’t have to go out alone.’
Is it because the princess intervened?
As planned, Hye-rin, the headmaster, and Lian, who entered as a student and servant, were all assigned to ‘Combat Squad 1’.
‘Except for Lian, we all share the same dorm room, so I think we can prevent most things from happening.’
The reason why the saint candidates Croa and the chieftain were assigned to the ‘Battle Squad’ was because they wanted to.
In fact, the two other candidates for sainthood who did not offer any wishes were assigned to the ‘Knowledge Class’, where they did not learn combat at all.
‘Would it be safe to be assigned to a place where you don’t learn combat? No, it would be better to be in groups of four.’
I couldn’t feel safe just because the leader of the Mesquerid Guild and the archmage Hyelin of Walker were sticking with me.
Because they’ll try to isolate Croa by using practical classes or school events.
‘We need to find out first whether the assassin is on the professor’s side or the student’s side.’
It shouldn’t end with simply foiling an assassination attempt.
I had to stop the assassination in a place with many eyes on me and reveal that the Academy was a dangerous place for the Saintess.
If news of an attempt to assassinate the saint reached the ears of the Freya Church, they would naturally initiate expulsion proceedings.
‘If we’re going to investigate from the inside, I have to properly fulfill my role as a professor of demonology so that they don’t feel uncomfortable.’
I’ve already glanced over the names of professors and students that I need to look at closely.
‘I’ll know when I see it for myself.’
It would have been impossible to identify the assassin just by reading the personal information, but fortunately, thanks to my status as a professor, I had many opportunities to investigate people.
‘Should I start preparing for class?’
After finishing unpacking in the professor’s room that I was guided to, I opened up the book on demonology.
The most important thing is to prepare for the first class.
‘… … I’ve done some advance studying, but this is going to be difficult.’
The hardness of the Demon’s nails is similar to that of a certain mineral.
How is the magical power of the Demonic Clan composed?
How is their language structured, what vocal organs are used, how do they imitate human speech, etc.
Unless you’re an expert like Mateo, most of the information you see is uninteresting.
‘If you teach like you know this stuff and someone asks a question, you’ll be in big trouble.’
When I wonder what I should teach to students who are waiting for the Demonology course in a natural way.
Someone knocked on the door.
“Matteo, are you there? Come on!”
Jaden, a senior professor of the Department of Demonology and Mateo’s friend.
‘Is it because our constitutions are different? The effects of the medicine wear off quickly.’
With a voice that had suddenly become clearer, he opened the door while taking a sip of the previously brewed grass.
“Matteo! It’s refreshing to see you in the professor’s room!”
He smiles and raises his voice at Mateo’s friend.
“Haha! I appreciate that! It was thanks to your recommendation that I became a professor!”
“… … With your sarcastic skills. Didn’t you say more than ten times that I didn’t recommend it?”
It was different from the information I received in advance.
‘Wasn’t it Jaden who recommended Mateo to the Academy?’
He smiles, remembering the information the princess sent him and the other facts.
“So, what brings you here so late at night?”
“I thought you might be having trouble wrapping your head around your first class. I came here to give you some advice.”
Jaden glanced at the desk and let out a mischievous laugh.
“Surely you’re not planning to use that book as a textbook to teach your students about the physical composition of the Demon Race?”
“… … That’s what I was going to do.”
“Haha! You have no sense of humor, as if you were a swordsman! Listen carefully. If you prepare for class with that book, you’ll be in big trouble!”
“… …Are you saying the book is wrong?”
When I asked him that, Jaden raised the corners of his lips and closed the book he had open.
“Matteo, I have some very important advice for you: never be too sure of what you know.”
“… … What do you mean, don’t be confident in your knowledge?”
“It means that there are those who know more about the Demons than we, who have dedicated our lives to fighting them.”
A person who knows more about the Demon Race than the Professor of Demonology.
As I furrow my eyebrows, Jaden enjoys my expression and tells me the correct answer.
“I also suffered greatly last year. I didn’t know that those from another world would know more about the Demons than I did.”
“Are you talking about warriors?”
“Yes, I’m talking about the warriors. … … They even know the form of the ancient demons that has not been recorded.”
Honestly, I wasn’t really surprised.
Even if I had asked Hye-rin, I thought she would have easily answered the question about the Demon Clan.
“… … If you know even the unrecorded things, what do you intend to teach the warriors?”
“Haha! Don’t overthink it! Just do what you’re really good at!”
Jaden nods at the thing standing next to his desk.
“Sword! Take the sword you used to cut down the demons, and conduct the class focusing on actual combat!”
“… … If you’re a warrior, you’d be great in actual combat, right?”
Warriors who confidently chose the ‘battle class’ over the ‘knowledge class’.
I asked because I thought she would have excellent knowledge and talent for combat like Hye-rin.
“The warriors’ confidence is first-class, but when you actually put them into battle, they’re pathetic.”
Jaden clicked his tongue as he thought of the Academy warriors.
“He said he could even defeat the Demon King, so I tried using fire magic on him, but he whined that he got burned by his own magic. When I was that age, I went to war, so how can I make a fuss over getting burned a little?”
Those who have outstanding knowledge and abilities, but lack the courage to fight against monsters.
‘Were the warriors you saw during your time as a soldier, Hye-rin, amazing?’
The way Jaden spoke seemed to be a common sight among warriors.
“…Jaden, I know what you’re saying, but I can’t picture the class in my head. Can I ask how you’re going to conduct the class?”
At my words, Jaden raises the corners of his mouth as if he had been waiting for me.
“I’m just telling you in advance, the ‘Hand of the Demon God’ is scheduled to arrive at the Academy tomorrow!”
“… … What are you going to do about it?”
“Didn’t you say that warriors are weak in real combat? I will personally show off the hand of that dreary demon and frighten the arrogant warriors!”
The hand of the drinker.
Although it was something I had never heard of, I had a bad feeling about it.
“When the warriors are scared! Teach them the magic they use in actual battles with the demons and put the scattered magic to sleep! How about that? Isn’t that the perfect lesson plan?”
When I heard Jaden’s story about the Hand of the Demon, two things came to mind.
‘It could be used to cause mayhem, or to kill candidates for sainthood.’
I have a feeling that the hand of the devil will be used against us.
‘Is Jaden the mastermind behind the attacks on the saints at the behest of the palace?’
If the Hand of the Demon is an object used for assassination, then Jaden, who knows the most about the object, is the prime suspect.
I raised my voice and made a smile.
“Jaden, I’m glad you’re here. The senior professor is different after all.”
“Hahaha! I’m glad it helped.”
“But, can’t I use the hand of the demon in my class?”
“That’s not right. It’s something that should only be handled with the utmost care by authorized personnel. Don’t you know better than me?”
Matteo Gremory also laughs and changes the subject when he hears that he knows about the Hand of the Demon God.
“I just said that because I was worried. I guess I’ll have to think carefully about my first class.”
As Jaden, who advised her on her first lesson, returns to his room, she puts her lips on the ‘party ring’.
“Hye-rin. Come out to the meeting place with the chief. I think we need to go out.”
Use the ‘Mic Perk’ to transmit your voice and wait a moment, and blue particles will appear in the room.
“Sir, are you going to go out on the first day of school?”
Hye-rin appeared through teleportation, rubbing her eyes, and the chief looked around the room, rolling his eyes.
“Do you know what the Hand of the Demon God is?”
When I told them about the Hand of the Demon, one of them frowned and said,
“Ah, that, that, I know the name of the item, but I’ve never used it, so I’m not sure. I think it was some kind of cursed item… … .”
“That’s fine.”
It’s enough to hear that it’s a cursed item.
“Whatever it is, we just need to get rid of it before the demon’s hand reaches the academy.”
As I prepare for battle, wearing the Azure Dragon Sword and Drago’s coat, the leader looks me up and down and smiles.
“Allen, are you going out then?”
“I plan to cover my face with a mask.”
“That won’t do. I told you, there might be someone looking at the ‘information window’.”
As if the leader had been preparing it, he took out a mask from his bosom and showed it to me.
“… … What mask is this? Is it the Red Goblin?”
“Seoyoung said it was a monster from another world, a goblin. It has a ‘secret’ characteristic that prevents you from checking the information window, so use it and go.”
I put on the goblin mask the chief gave me.
Perhaps because of the subtle magic, the mask covered my entire face, but it was comfortable and not stuffy at all.
“I heard that the Hand of the Machine is scheduled to arrive at the Academy tomorrow. Can you tell me which route it is taking?”
“I guess we’ll have to search for it while casting search magic. Let’s go outside first.”
Hye-rin grabs the arms of me and the chief and shouts.
“Migratio.”
A view that changes with blue particles.
The surrounding scenery changes from the professor’s room to the outside where the entrance to the academy is visible.
“Look this way, they won’t come through the forest.”
“Okay. I’ll try using search magic on you first.”
Hye-rin took a deep breath and drank the blue potion, then stretched out her hand and shouted.
“Inquiro.”
A faintly spreading blue wavelength.
“There is none here… … .”
When Hye-rin, who had been drinking the blue potion repeatedly with an increasingly pale face, used her search magic for 30 minutes, she frowned and pointed somewhere as if she had found something.
“About 12 people are coming to the academy from over there.”
“Thank you for your hard work. Now it’s Allen and my turn?”
The smiling chieftain wears a white snake mask instead of the white tiger mask he usually wears, and twirls a dagger.
“Allen, how many are you going to take on?”
“As the sword touches.”
“That’s a boring answer.”
The captain, who had been running in the direction Hye-rin had pointed out with bouncy steps, slows down and bends down.
“You will see it now.”
Hide in the grass and watch for them.
Eleven men armed with swords.
There was a man in white holding a wooden box with a pale face.
“That man is a priest.”
“… … Are you saying that the Hand of the Demon God is related to the Freya religion?”
“Well, don’t jump to conclusions. He could be a warrior who knows how to use divine powers.”
There was no need to have a long conversation with the leader before the battle.
They exchanged glances.
I raise my sword and run in step with the leader who is moving towards the rear of the men.
“What are you doing!”
Men who are wary of me wearing a goblin mask and hurriedly draw their swords.
‘I think it would be better to leave it to someone to start with.’
When the mana condensed in the Azure Dragon Sword bursts out, a storm spreads out centered around the sword.
“Ugh, ugh! Don’t panic! The thing you’re carrying… … .”
-Boom!
Blood spurts red in the storm.
A sword fight that takes place in a situation where it is difficult to even open your eyes due to the strong wind.
“Hey, save me!”
The chief, who was cutting off their necks in an instant while drawing a purple trajectory, stops his sword and asks me.
“How many people are you going to save?”
“Save one priest and one inspector.”
“If that’s the case, let’s save three people. It’ll be easier to interrogate them if we show them how to kill them.”
The leader is behind.
In front, I swing my Azure Dragon Sword and mercilessly cut off their heads.
-Slurp.
Blood pouring down like beads of rain along with the subsiding storm.
The priest cries out in despair at the sight of flesh and blood being scattered.
“Why, why are you all doing this! What did we do wrong… … .”
“You’re the one doing the wrong thing right now. You’re moving something very dangerous, aren’t you?”
“Oh, no! What I’m moving is Freya’s sacred relics that will be used in class… … .”
“I’m sorry, but I’m also quite sensitive to divine powers.”
The chieftain twirls a bloody dagger at the man’s words.
“If you lie like that during the interrogation, I will kill you on the spot. Do you understand?”
As the leader smiles and nods, the three survivors quickly run and kneel in front of the tree.
“Okay, let me ask you a question. What’s in the wooden box?”
“I also don’t know what’s inside there… … .”
Before the man could finish speaking, a purple trajectory drew a horizontal line.
-Whoosh!
A man’s head, neatly cut off.
The chief says as he throws the headless torso to the ground.
“You just saw it, but if you don’t know, you die. Do you understand?”
The two men nodded vigorously at the leader’s words.
“If you understand, tell me quickly. I don’t need two people.”
As the chieftain swings the tip of his dagger menacingly, two men raise their voices in an urgent manner.
“I ordered you to move that wooden box to the entrance of the academy!”
“Professor! I think you said you were going to give this to some professor… … .”
Two people competing to reveal information.
The chief frowned in bewilderment when he was told that the palace was behind it and that the item being transported was being used to kill someone.
“Are you guys from another world?”
“Yes, yes… … .”
“Oh, somehow, it was too easy. Keep talking.”
In the end, the information the men gave did not deviate significantly from expectations.
All the men carrying the wooden boxes were warriors belonging to the palace.
It is said that the special privilege of the warrior named ‘Kim Yu-chan’ was to receive an order to transport a wooden box to the academy by ‘whispering’.
“So, what’s in the wooden box?”
“We, we don’t know that either… … .”
“Really? Then open it.”
“When you receive the wooden box, never open it, because you might die… … .”
At those words, the chief sighed and said.
“I’ll spare only the one who opens the wooden box first.”
The warriors lock eyes with each other at those words.
As the priest of the two quickly reaches out and grabs the lid of the wooden box, the chieftain’s dagger points towards the other man.
-Whoosh!
A head that rolls on the floor like a boulder.
“What are you doing? Open it.”
The priest, the last of the twelve, opens the wooden box with trembling hands.
-Srrrrrrrrrrrr.
Black smoke seeping out from inside the wooden box.
When you make eye contact with the chief, it means you don’t know what that is.
Something stretched out from inside.
“Ugh, euaaaaaaaaaah!”
A black hand grabbing the priest’s face.
-Pfft!
A golden divine power enveloped the priest’s body as if fighting against something, but it was useless.
-Pass.
The man’s body instantly withered and lost its vitality.