The Soldier Shouted Save - Chapter 75
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The soldier shouted save (75)
Materials used to revive the Demon Race.
He spread those strange things out on the floor and called the group into the room.
“Ugh, ugh, what is all this?”
“… … Hmm, it looks like the materials used by warlocks?”
Hye-rin steps back with a frown on her face, and the chief examines the ingredients closely.
I tell them both what I have concluded.
“It was Matteo who tried to kill the candidate for sainthood.”
“… … Yes? You didn’t get the names wrong. Your name is Mateo.”
He hands Hye-rin, who has a puzzled expression, the letter that was delivered with the luggage.
Proof that the Gremory family sent materials.
“What’s written in the letter is completely different. Isn’t it just that the contents were swapped?”
At those words, the chieftain raises his mana and puts his nose to the letter.
“That’s not it. The letter has been soaked with the rotten demonic me for several days already. That means the Gremory family knew about it and sent it.”
Gremory sent the materials for the resurrection of the demons to the Academy.
If the Gremory family was deeply intertwined with the Demons, they would have been able to obtain the materials without being suspected.
“But how did you bring this into the Academy? Didn’t you do some kind of inspection?”
“They must have lied and brought it in because it was a textbook on the study of the Demon Race. Without the crucial materials, it’s meaningless.”
A crucial ingredient needed for the ‘ritual of resurrection’ that the chief speaks of.
I knew the answer.
“The Hand of the Demon God is the last ingredient.”
“Yeah, I guess they chose Professor Jaden as the one to turn the arrow.”
“… …Is that so?”
As I nodded, realizing the leader and the men’s intentions, Hye-rin raised her voice with a bewildered look on her face.
“What, what’s going on? Can you explain it to me in simpler terms?”
“It’s simple. They tried to kill the candidates for sainthood by framing it as the work of a third party, not the palace.”
Those who dream of the revival of the Demon God, starting with the Demon Race.
“The palace plans to kill all the candidates for the sainthood and evade responsibility by framing Professor Jaden, who brought the Hand of the Demon God as a teaching material, as a ‘Demon God follower.’”
“… … Wow, this is really scary.”
Unlike Hye-rin, who is shaking her head, the chief is thinking deeply about something.
“Hey, Allen. Do you really think there’s a reason to kill a candidate for sainthood like this?”
No matter how much you frame the followers of the drunkards as the ones behind it, you cannot avoid responsibility for the death of a saint candidate at an academy managed by the palace.
‘Why are you taking such risks to kill the candidate for sainthood?’
A power struggle with the Freya religion.
I’ve thought about it that way, but I think there might be a deeper reason.
“So, what are we going to do now? We can’t just reveal that you’re the culprit and end it, right?”
The real Matteo is imprisoned in the mansion, forced to cooperate with the saint.
‘It’s both fortunate and unfortunate that I got a disguised identity as a criminal.’
But now that I knew what they were planning, I could prepare a countermeasure.
“So, you’re saying that you’re going to revive the demons and attack them? Since they’re demons, you don’t have to control them, they’ll try to kill the saint candidates on their own, and even if they make a fuss at the academy, the ones behind them will be the demon followers.”
There is one thing you must prepare first.
“I must prepare to kill the demons.”
It was about dealing with the demons, the symbol of fear.
* * *
Three days have passed.
Preparations to fight the Demons went very smoothly because we had two candidates for the position of saint on our side.
“… It’s done. I’ve infused the sword with divine power, so it should be effective.”
A brilliant golden light emanating from the Azure Dragon Sword.
Croa wiped the beads of sweat from his face with a weary look as he put the light back into the scabbard and hid it.
“are you okay?”
“… … Yes, I’m not used to imbuing a weapon with divine power since it’s my first time doing it… … .”
It bothered me that Croa looked so tired, but I felt relieved when I saw the Azure Dragon Sword imbued with divine power.
‘If I fight with a leader who can use divine powers himself, I will be able to deal with the enemy without difficulty even if they are demons.’
If that’s the case, there’s only one last homework left to solve.
‘Is this why the students brought out the Dipe tea?’
About 50 students.
You could tell that Mateo was signaling that he was on the same side by showing off his favorite ‘Dippe Cha’.
‘The question is how to help those students.’
Could these students contribute something to resurrecting the Demon Race?
‘… … If there is, it would be a sacrifice to the demon tribe.’
As I was walking along, wondering if these students had also been fooled, I felt something cold.
‘Why are you still here?’
Students who don’t show ‘depe tea’ even when they see me.
Although he was puzzled by the sight, he headed to the professor’s office without showing it.
“Matteo! You’re here!”
“What’s going on, Jaden?”
“I think this will be a long story, so let’s talk in your room.”
I open the door that was locked in Jaden’s gaze as he smiles and points to the doorknob.
“Your room is really the same! Isn’t the furniture arrangement the same as when you were young?”
Jaden mutters as he looks around the room.
‘…Your expression is different than usual.’
A face that seemed awkward, as if he was acting awkwardly rather than dealing with a close friend named Matteo.
That’s how it appeared to me.
“You must have put a lot of effort into it. When you were assigned a room, did you ask them to arrange the furniture exactly like in your room?”
At Jaden’s awkward smile, he lets out a perfectly formed laugh.
“Hahahaha! What kind of nonsense are you talking about? How is your room layout similar to mine?”
“… … That’s right. You’re right. Yes… Mateo, you’re absolutely right! Hahahahahaha!”
Jaden, back to his familiar face.
He pats my shoulder and speaks jokingly.
“In fact, the Academy called me to confirm whether you are the real Mateo?”
“… … Are you talking about me?”
“Hahaha! It was only natural since your face got younger! Ha, right. It was so frustrating, you clearly said at the entrance ceremony that you were Mateo, but you called me again today to confirm it, huh?”
Information that the Academy is suspicious of my identity.
I frown involuntarily at Jaden’s words, but he smiles back.
“Don’t worry! Some of the material I was planning to prepare with you, to be used as a thesis on gaining youth when you reach a certain level… … .”
If they were suspicious of my identity, I couldn’t be standing there so leisurely.
Because I’m going to try to get things moving quickly before I ruin my plans.
“… … Mateo, what’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”
An old wizard with a smiling innocent face.
Shows something to him, who was about to be fooled by Mateo.
“Read the letter above.”
“… … A letter? Oh, a letter from your family?”
“If the letter came with those, what do you think it means?”
He gives the hidden bag to the bewildered Jaden.
“… … Isn’t this the material used to revive the demons?”
Jaden glares at me with an arrogant frown.
“What on earth were you thinking, bringing something like this at this time! If it were combined with the hand of the demon, it would be obvious to anyone… … .”
“You will be accused of being a follower of the drink.”
Professor Jaden opened his eyes wide in surprise.
At that sight, he purifies his throat with mana and throws a gamble.
“As the Academy says, I am not Mateo.”
We present the ‘Gorun Grass’ that creates the splitting voice of Professor Jaden in front of our car.
“… … You fooled me. No, this Jaden Poamuller, the Demon Destroyer, was fooled like an idiot.”
Jaden tries to leave the room with a confused look on his face.
Turning to his back, he awakens an undeniable conviction as a professor of demonology.
“The Academy is planning a revival of the Demon Race.”
“What, what? This is crazy! You don’t dare lie to me again, do you?”
Explosive mana gushing from Jaden’s body.
I tell him the truth about what I found out.
“I am the one who borrowed Matteo’s identity to protect the candidates for sainthood.”
“… Ha, how can I believe that?”
“Then, just believe that the Demon Race will be resurrected at the Academy. If the safety of the saint candidates is guaranteed, then I don’t care what you do with me.”
Jaden frowns and ponders at my words.
Ask him what’s most important to him.
“Where is the hand of the demon now?”
“In the storage room prepared by the Academy… .”
Professor Jaden, with his round face, mutters something while hastily drawing up his mana.
“… Should I check the coordinates with Situs one more time? No, there’s no time for that. To avoid errors, calculate in a direction where even if it fails, it will land nearby… … .”
After mumbling for a few minutes and finishing the calculations, Jaden shouts.
“Migratio!”
The sight of Jaden disappearing before my eyes.
‘… … Even if there are no problems, I think I can get their cooperation for a week.’
Cooperation with suspicion.
I realize that it was a gamble that would only expose my true identity if Jaden’s patience runs out first, and I think about how to move forward.
-Kwaaaaah!
A loud explosion was heard outside the window.
“… … I didn’t intend to trust Jaden’s words.”
Or maybe Jaden’s appearance was the deciding factor.
The awkward smile on her face as she doubted my identity.
If the palace guys had noticed that awkwardness, they would have been pretty sure I wasn’t Matteo.
“It seems like the Demons have already been resurrected. Move as we discussed beforehand.”
He announces the situation with his party ring and quickly jumps out the window.
-Bang! Bang!
A spectacular explosion visible from afar.
As we ran towards it, we came into view of an old wizard with light burns on his skin.
“Gasp, gasp, gasp… … .”
A veteran among veterans who has killed the most demons, excluding the warrior party.
He speaks as he struggles to get up from his fallen body.
“A high-level demon? How could this happen… … .”
Jaden clearly stated this in his first lecture:
In order to revive the demon, you need black magic power that rivals that of the demon.
He said that even the best black magician on the continent would have difficulty resurrecting a mid-level demon.
‘… … Is there a warlock who surpasses Jaden’s expectations?’
Could it be that Noel or someone like her disciple Lee Hyeon-seong is involved in this matter?
‘Think later. We can’t let Professor Jaden die like this.’
The only time the leader and I predicted victory was when our opponent was a mid-level demon.
However, the opponent is a high-level demon with overwhelming power and intelligence.
“There are four people with dirty energy gathered here. To revive me in a place like this, you really are stupid followers.”
The demon waved his hand towards the building blocking his view.
-Kwaaaaang!
A building shatters into pieces with a black explosion.
“Nose, Conficio!”
As the suppression magic activated by Jaden wrapped around the demon’s body like vines, the demon frowned and said.
“The thing is still alive.”
The guy smiles and reaches out to the other side, not Jaden.
“After killing the messenger of the filthy goddess, I will kill you again.”
-Wheeeheee.
Black magic condensed in the bastard’s hand.
I kicked the floor in a hurry, looking at the woman at the end.
“Whoa, whaaaaaaaaaah!”
Veil, one of the candidates for sainthood.
‘… …Fuck.’
When I couldn’t resist the bastard’s black magic and my body was pushed back.
A purple trajectory appeared, cutting through the black sphere.
“No matter how urgent it is, write this down and do it.”
A laughter-filled voice echoes from behind the white snake mask.
She says, throwing the goblin mask at him.
“So, if I kill this, I can return to the guild?”
Ranko Mesquerid stood next to me, holding a dagger in each hand.