The Soldier Shouted Save - Chapter 73



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The soldier shouted save (73)

The main gate of the academy is visible in front of you.

As I was absentmindedly watching the students leave the family servants and enter the academy, someone spoke again.

“Answer me. Why did you get off the Gremory family’s carriage without an attendant? I didn’t hear any news that Mateo had a son.”

Mateo’s close friend, Jaden.

Smile at him and defuse the situation.

“Hahaha! As expected, you can’t recognize me, can you? I’m Matteo Gremory!”

There was no need to panic.

I fooled Jaden with the same words,

“Hey, tsk. Don’t be so cocky just because you’re young. Okay. I’ll go to the academy first.”

First, he sends them into the academy, then he looks around and frowns.

‘… …Why did I come back on the day of the entrance ceremony?’

I came back to the past without even dying.

What is the reason?

Could it be that I died before I even realized it?

‘… … No, even if someone with better skills than the Sword Master comes, that’s impossible.’

It is impossible to die without being aware of it.

Then, we conclude with confidence.

Regardless of my death, I returned to the past.

‘……why?’

How did he return to the past when he wasn’t even dead?

After returning to the past, the message that was visible is no longer visible.

I turned around and headed into the academy.

‘I won’t be able to come up with an answer if I think about it alone.’

After the academy entrance ceremony, he sends away Jaden, who came to give advice on the first class, and calls Hye-rin through the ‘party ring’.

“What’s going on? You’re calling me alone.”

He tells Hye-rin, who is sitting on the chair with sleepy eyes, what he is going through right now.

“I didn’t even die, but I came back to the past.”

“… … Yes? You said it came back to the save point on its own?”

“I’m not even sure if that’s right. I didn’t see the usual messages.”

After death, a ‘Hint’ and a message always appeared telling you who killed you.

Hye-rin folds her arms and speaks in a worried voice when she hears that the message did not appear.

“Could it be that someone else survived at the save point?”

“… … Wasn’t it supposed to be impossible for there to be two or more of the same privilege?”

“I know that, but there’s more than one way to save. Do you remember where we first met?”

He immediately responds to Hye-rin’s words.

“Tallinn Church Basement.”

“To be exact, it was in front of the restored statue of the goddess.”

The restored statue of the goddess.

He realizes what Hye-rin wants to say and asks directly.

“Do you think there is a proper statue of the goddess left?”

A goddess statue that can be ‘save’.

Hye-rin nods easily and answers.

“Wasn’t it the palace that destroyed all the goddess statues in the first place? They made excuses saying that the necromancers destroyed them, but they hid the ones they were going to use!”

… that was correct.

The place with more warriors than anywhere else is the palace.

It was highly likely that they had hidden a statue of a goddess somewhere that could use ‘Save’.

But if you think that way, a question arises.

“… …Why are you using it now?”

“yes?”

“This is the first time. I’ve been sent back to the past by someone other than myself.”

There is no one who does not regret the past.

In a palace with so many incidents and accidents, how could it be possible to not use a save even once during this long period of time?

“I think there are only two people at most.”

The number of warriors using save, excluding me.

Hye-rin nods her head at those words and says.

“… Well, in the game, only the server host can load the save. There probably won’t be many.”

I ask Hye-rin about the slang words she uses, but I don’t know their meaning.

“What does server host mean?”

At those words, Hye-rin frowns with an embarrassed expression and ponders.

“It’s hard to explain, but the server refers to the Gerard continent, and the host is just a special authority.”

“… … Special authority?”

“Yes, so, the highest authority that can move this world? That’s what it feels like.”

The meaning of the host that Hye-rin spoke of is the highest authority that can move the world.

If that meant a save that could go back to the past, then it was possible to predict who would have the power to be the host.

“The host must be someone who realizes that they have returned to the past.”

Who else has the power to be a host like me?

There was one name that immediately came to mind.

‘Lee Hyeon-seong.’

The chief predicted that a man named Lee Hyeon-seong would have the ability to turn the world around.

‘If I’m the only one with the save privilege, then Lee Hyun-seong must have been going back to the past through the statue of the goddess.’

While I was thinking deeply about Lee Hyun-seong, Hye-rin’s questioning voice came out.

“But sir. Why did you come back to the past?”

“It wasn’t my intention, it was someone else’s.”

“That’s not it. If someone else used the save, there must have been a reason.”

Why would a host other than me turn the world back to the past?

‘Because of the academy? Or, was it a coincidence that things came together?’

Of the two possibilities, the more likely one is that it is due to the Academy’s circumstances that make it impossible to assassinate the saint.

If the one who turned the world back to the past wanted to fix the situation at the Academy, he would have wanted to fix it from the very beginning, at the Academy’s entrance ceremony.

“… … Still, it’s strange.”

Even if they had used the save, the biggest question remained.

“… … How could you go back to a month ago?”

He turned back time by a month.

But that was impossible.

Because of the auto-save, it only went back to 3 or 4 days ago at most.

“I don’t know either… … .”

The question was not resolved, but I couldn’t let it go.

“Let’s go out.”

“… Where?”

After the entrance ceremony, the day Jaden gave me advice about my first class.

“I’m going to go stop the Hand of the Demon God.”

When I tell her about the hand of the demon that destroyed her in her last life, Hye-rin nods and says, “Ah.”

“Then, I’ll call Sister Ranko.”

Hye-rin says the leader’s real name and shouts out the starting words.

“Citus.”

A spell that reveals your location.

Let’s use that magic and wait a moment,

-Knock knock.

The closed window opened and a short-haired woman came into the room.

“I guess there’s something going on?”

“Yeah, I’m going out of the academy.”

The chief smiles as he sees me wearing the Blue Dragon Sword and Drago’s coat.

“You’re not planning on leaving like that, are you?”

When the chief, who had found the mask lying in the corner of the room, teased me as if he knew my answer, I held out my hand.

“You said it was a goblin mask? If you’re ready, hand it over quickly. We have to hurry.”

“… … What? How did you know? Did Hye-rin tell you?”

The chief asks Hye-rin, knowing exactly what mask she secretly prepared.

“Maybe so… or maybe not?”

“What kind of answer is that? I was trying to surprise you, but it didn’t work out that way. Take it, Allen.”

The chief hands me a goblin mask in the shape of a monster from another world, and puts on a white snake mask himself.

“Can I just listen to what you’re going to do as I go?”

“I’m going to go stop the Hand of the Demon God.”

While waiting for the teleportation while explaining to the chief about the Hand of the Demon, Hye-rin let out a questionable voice.

“I placed a coordinate disruption spell around the academy?”

I’ve heard of coordinate interference magic.

It was a magic that interfered with magic that required precise coordinates, such as teleportation.

“Is it just that I can’t go outside the academy?”

Hyelin teleported from the female dormitory to the professor’s room without any trouble.

I thought I was restricted from going outside after seeing that sight, but Hye-rin smiled with a relaxed expression.

“The coordinate interference ends up making the formula difficult, but I don’t really care.”

Hye-rin speaks as if she is drawing out her mana.

“I don’t need to calculate.”

As the chief and I put our hands on each other’s arms, Hye-rin shouts out the opening words.

“Migratio.”

A changing view.

I break through the interference spell and hide behind a familiar tree, scanning the main gate of the academy.

‘It seems like there’s more security than usual.’

The guards carefully look around to see if there were any instructions.

“Come this way.”

With the leader in the lead, he easily escapes the search net and tells us what happens next.

“In about 30 minutes, 12 people carrying a wooden box will appear.”

Describe their fighting abilities and the variables of the Hand of the Demon.

“Inquiro.”

While Hye-rin was occasionally casting search magic, 30 minutes passed while she was planning in detail how to fight the chief.

“… … Is there no one coming this way?”

An hour later.

And 3 hours… … .

“Shall we try a little more?”

I waited until the morning sun rose, but the men carrying the Hand of the Demon did not appear.

* * *

They each returned to their rooms without being able to deal with Mashin’s hand.

‘Did you take a different route?’

Please think about it for a moment.

Before long, it was easy to trace the movements of the demon’s hand.

“The reason why these demons raid places where humans live is to make followers. They want humans to talk about themselves and worship them, just like the goddess Freya… … .”

The location of the academy’s first class.

But this was not my class, but the first class of my second and third year demonology professor, Jaden.

‘You asked me to observe your first class.’

The reason Jaden invited me to his class wasn’t simply because we were friends.

Because they needed Mateo, a veteran knight who could cut down the demons.

The Academy said that they had made me join their classes as a condition for using the Hand of the Demon as a teaching material.

‘I don’t know how you moved the hand of the drinker.’

Whether or not time had been brought forward, Masin’s hand had already arrived at the academy.

‘I guess it’s better to just wait and see.’

I didn’t turn back my life with a save, and just quietly watched Jayden’s class.

“Professor Jaden! What should we do if the Demons attack the place where we live?”

“That’s a very good question! They don’t respond well to normal physical attacks or elemental magic… … .”

Jaden speaks passionately while watching his students listen intently.

However, half of the students were just covering their ears and listening to Jayden’s words.

“The NPCs are really low level. Should we start by learning that the Demons are weak to divine power?”

“So, let me tell you. Can you give me some tips on how to solve magic formulas easily?”

“… Haa, this world is really shit. I have to calculate magic that can be used with one button… … Do I have to study this much?”

“Hey, hey, I’ve been researching how to use multiple lower-level magics to create higher-level magic. Do you want to hear about it?”

The warriors turned their backs on Jaden and talked amongst themselves.

“Wow, you’re crazy. Are you a genius?”

As the voice grew loud enough to disrupt the class, Jaden raised the corners of his mouth.

“Okay, students. The theory seems boring, so let’s try some practical experience.”

“… Real life?”

As the warriors’ attention turned to the word ‘real combat’, Jaden snapped his fingers and said.

“Assistant instructors. Bring the hand of the demon over here.”

Two assistants with nervous faces carefully bring something to Jayden’s words.

“Hey, what’s that? Is that some kind of magic box?”

The warriors giggle as they look at the box covered in black cloth.

But when Jaden removed the black cloth covering the box, the warriors’ faces hardened.

“… … Crazy, what is that? I’ve never seen that before.”

“Isn’t it a hidden item?”

“Wow, that’s so annoying.”

“Oh, it’s moving?”

The hand of the demon trapped in a transparent box.

They use their vision without eyeballs, and they get excited when they see people and move their joints in bizarre ways.

“What you see before your eyes is the ‘Hand of the Demon God’ used in the resurrection ritual.”

“… … Professor, if I had that hand, would I be able to revive the demon?”

“Hahaha! No. Theoretically, it is possible, but to revive a demon, you need black magic that is on par with the demon. There is no such black magician, so even if the best black magician on the continent prepares a huge sacrifice, it would only be possible for a mid-level demon.”

As Jaden continues speaking, a strange noise echoes from the box.

-Knock! Knock! Knock!

The hand of the demon breaking a box with his fist.

“Fuck. Isn’t that supposed to escape?”

Jaden laughs at the terrified warrior’s voice.

“The box will break soon.”

-Chaenggrang.

The hand of the demon bursts out of the box.

“Ugh, euaaaaaaah!”

When one of the warriors fell on his butt while looking at the hand of the demon crawling on the floor.

Professor Jaden stood in front of Masin’s hand.

“The hand of the demon has the habit of sucking the life out of its surroundings. If you are in front of the hand of the demon like this, you will lose all your life and be left with only skin and bones.”

As black smoke spreads out from the center of Masin’s hand, the students take a step back with frightened faces.

But despite that threatening appearance, Professor Jaden doesn’t lose his composure and says with a smile.

“Conficio. If it weren’t for the suppression magic I had activated in advance, it would have been really dangerous, right?”

With the sound of Jaden’s voice, Masin’s hand stops moving.

-Ki, ki, kiririk, lyric.

The demon’s hand slumped on the floor, its joints twisted in a bizarre manner.

Professor Jaden magically repairs the broken box and places the subdued demon’s hand inside it.

“In order to subdue the demons like this, you must use attributeless magic.”

Jaden steps aside and speaks to the students.

“Okay, then. Shall we do it one by one?”

I am convinced as I watch Jaden taking lessons with the hands of the master.

The ‘host’ was inside the academy.