The World After the Bad Ending - Chapter 3



2 – Became the Main Heroine’s Enemy

A father’s only daughter was murdered.

The murderer fled but was later safely caught by the police.

However, on the day the murderer was released from prison.

The father found him and killed him with a knife, just like his daughter.

After being caught by the police, the father said.

“I have lived only to kill that b*stard until today.”

He had tried to commit suicide several times out of the sorrow and emptiness of losing his only daughter.

But each time, the face of the murderer who killed his daughter came to mind, and he couldn’t die.

If he were to die like this, he would have no face to show his daughter.

So he decided to kill the murderer instead of dying himself.

With that single-minded determination to avenge his grudge.

He survived for ten years without dying.

Many people tell him to forget his anger and resentment.

They say that anger and resentment only impoverish life.

They mean to forget it and live his own life.

But sometimes, anger.

Can also be a driving force to extend life.

“Cancel it.”

Now, the girl in front of me is like that.

Until just now, her eyes were dull, showing no will to live.

But now, her eyes were shining brightly, filled with anger.

“Cancel the insult to Lucas.”

Just a moment ago, it was a place to introduce the new student and applaud.

But what a surprise.

The situation was completely overturned by the new student’s bombshell statement.

And of course.

The new student who made the bombshell statement is me.

The children’s eyes were fixed on me and Isabel.

The children were bewildered as they watched her stand up and pour out her anger.

They had never seen Isabel show such intense anger in the past year.

Even the children who were usually close to Isabel couldn’t say a word now.

That’s how much intense anger Isabel was expressing.

“Lucas?”

On the other hand, what am I doing?

“Who is that?”

I tilted my head nonchalantly.

And that action was optimized to draw out Isabel’s anger.

“The leader you just mentioned!”

Crunch-

Isabel’s teeth ground together.

“That captain is my childhood friend, Lucas.”

She informed me with her last bit of kindness.

If it was a mistake, she would let it slide this time.

So, apologize.

Her eyes were urging me.

“Ah.”

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I let out a gasp.

An action as if I had just realized my mistake.

The moment the kids who saw that action showed relief.

“No.”

I dropped another bombshell.

“You!”

“Isabel, that’s enough. Hanon, you too.”

As Isabel shouted and tried to rush at me, it was Professor Beganon who stopped her.

She stood between Isabel and me, sighed, and gestured with an annoyed expression.

“Hanon, don’t cause trouble as soon as you arrive. Go sit in an empty seat.”

“Yes.”

I promptly answered and climbed the classroom steps to sit in an appropriate empty seat.

Of course, Isabel was glaring at me fiercely until the end.

Her face was filled with so much anger that she didn’t know what to do.

‘Scary.’

Honestly, it’s frightening to see that.

There have been few times in my life when I’ve provoked such one-sided anger.

Moreover, Isabel is the main heroine whom I also liked a lot.

Isabel is the main heroine in the story.

Naturally, I can’t help but have affection for her.

Receiving such hatred from Isabel also makes my heart ache.

But it’s necessary right now.

Like a sentence written after a bad ending.

The moment she chose suicide, this world truly came to an end.

‘Endure. Me.’

Everything is to live in the world after the bad ending.

At the moment of such a firm resolution, I felt another’s gaze.

When I turned my head following the gaze, there was a woman with black hair like mine.

A beauty that could make one exclaim just by looking.

Eyes that slanted upwards, reminiscent of a noble cat, and a high nose bridge.

Even the cute lips.

The final villainess.

The third princess, Iris Hyserion.

She was looking at me.

‘Did I attract too much attention?’

Knowing Iris’s circumstances, I avoided her eyes.

She might be in a position that could be called the final boss in the game.

‘It’s not time to get involved yet.’

When I avoided her gaze, Iris also turned her head.

She too only showed interest for a moment due to my sudden action.

It seems she wasn’t very interested.

Of course, Isabel’s gaze still didn’t fall away.

‘It’s chilling.’

Indeed, will I be able to do well in the future?

It was a perfectly fitting first button.

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In the world of the Magong Academy Slayer, there are a total of six academies.

The common goal of these six academies.

It is to nurture ‘students’ who will stop the threat of the world sealed in the underground labyrinth.

‘The reason for nurturing students is simple.’

No one over the age of 19 can enter the underground labyrinth.

This is due to the curse of Akjon, the master of the Demon Palace.

‘Now that I think about it, Akjon seems like a trivial being targeting adolescents.’

Still, it is a setting with quite a reason.

Akjon exudes power beyond the seal of the underground Demon Palace to create ‘Apostles’.

When Apostles are first born, they are extremely weak.

However, in the environment of the underground Demon Palace, they continue to undergo metamorphosis and gradually become stronger.

When they finally complete their metamorphosis to the point where they can emerge from the underground Demon Palace,

They become absurd monsters capable of killing even the world’s most renowned heroes.

It takes exactly 20 years for such an Apostle to fully mature.

Apostles are greedy.

Even after an Apostle has fully matured, it is immediately sent to the surface by the rules of the Demon Palace to prevent it from lingering due to its greed for Akjon’s power.

This is a mechanism to ensure that Apostles, who must live by consuming Akjon’s power, are desperate to break Akjon’s seal to receive more power.

This rule applies equally to humans.

Humans also cannot enter the Demon Palace once they are over twenty years old.

As mentioned earlier, Apostles are weakest when they are first born.

To preemptively stop the Apostles,

The world decided to send adolescents to the underground Demon Palace.

Thus, six academies were established.

From ages 17 to 19,

They train students to be sent to the underground Demon Palace for a total of three years.

The family of a student who excels in the Demon Palace enjoys great honor.

They are highly praised as the family that produced a hero in each country.

The family to which the hero belongs receives full support from the country.

Therefore, the academies predominantly consist of nobles.

Many noble students flock to the academies with the thought of bringing glory to their family.

For the glory of their family.

And to protect the world.

Many students seek to learn at the academies.

“Today’s class ends here.”

Professor Beganon, who had just finished the theoretical martial arts class, yawned widely and turned around.

Judging by his expression, it seemed he was going to drink again.

“Ah, as always, remember that there will be a mock battle soon.”

With those final words, Beganon walked out of the classroom.

Thud!

At the same time, a loud noise came from the desk below.

The students, who had already anticipated this situation, glanced at each other.

The source of the noise was Isabel Luna.

Lucas’s childhood friend, Isabel.

Her face was twisted to the point where it could be called demonic.

Having waited for the class to end, she moved with the theory book tucked at her waist.

The direction of her steps was obvious.

Towards me.

‘This is intense.’

Should I run away?

Honestly, the ominous aura emanating from Isabel made me think so.

But I must not run away here.

I must become Isabel’s arch-enemy.

At least until I graduate from the academy.

She must live clinging to her life.

Moreover, I just wanted Isabel to live.

Having played the Flame Butterfly countless times, I also grew deeply attached to Isabel.

She is the main heroine of the Flame Butterfly.

The thought of her dying pained me as well.

“Hanlon Airey.”

Isabel’s voice echoed.

In this world, calling someone by both their first and last name emphasizes the person.

I glanced at Isabel and stood up, pushing my chair back.

“Do you have any business with me?”

“It’s a repetition of what I said earlier. You insulted Lucas, and you insulted his friends. Apologize immediately.”

The children’s eyes gather towards this direction.

The children, seeing Isabel’s anger for the first time, were full of worry.

But some showed interest.

The transfer student who threw a bomb as soon as he arrived.

They were curious about how such a transfer student would respond.

I roughly scanned the children’s gazes and looked back at Isabel.

“As I said before.”

I stated expressionlessly.

“No.”

Isabel’s eyes widened.

She trembled with anger.

“Lucas and those kids fought the apostles with all their might! What did they do wrong?”

“I told you before. They tarnished the reputation of Jerion Academy.”

“For just that!”

“Just?”

I slowly frowned and approached Isabel.

Perhaps because I came out stronger than I thought.

Isabel also flinched momentarily.

Isabel and I are almost the same height.

If anything, Isabel is slightly taller.

But the spirit emanating from me made height superiority meaningless.

I practiced for this moment countless times.

If I lose here, Isabel dies.

I will not lose in spirit.

“Do you really not know how the reputation of Jerion Academy was built?”

I took another step closer and frowned.

“The world is threatened by the demon palace.

And that threat is mainly directed at commoners rather than nobles.”

If Isabel was emotional, I was rational.

We must confront it with the truth.

“When commoners feel anxiety, the seeds of that anxiety shake the nobles. Further, it shakes the foundation of the country and the world.

Our goal as nobles is to encourage a life where such commoners can live without anxiety.

The six academies are symbols to prevent such anxiety among commoners.

And among them, Jerion Academy is the foremost academy.”

In the past 20 years,

There has never been a case where a first-year student died at Jerion Academy.

In other words, this incident is extremely unusual.

“Not at any other academy, but at Jerion Academy, where only the best and brightest students gather, such a tragedy occurred.

Do you even understand what that means?”

The danger level of the Labyrinth has increased compared to before.

Perhaps students can no longer stop the Labyrinth.

The world is becoming dangerous.

People could interpret it this way.

Of course, it’s an exaggerated story.

But the anxiety that subtly rises in the hearts of citizens who read the newspaper is real.

Anxiety is a spark that can jump anywhere.

It’s a small spark, but if it catches on straw, it can turn into a big fire.

Therefore, Jerion Academy must always be invincible and true.

Jerion Academy must never show signs of wavering.

“Lucas and those kids you mentioned made such a big mistake.”

Isabel looked at me with blank eyes.

And beyond her eyes was a deep, deep sense of disgust.

“…Someone died.”

Isabel bit her lips tightly.

Tears had already welled up in her eyes.

“My friend died.”

A childhood friend she had grown up with all her life.

Such a childhood friend died.

It must have felt like half of the world had collapsed.

“Is that what you call a mistake?”

Thick tears began to fall from Isabel’s eyes.

“I can’t accept a world like that. Lucas didn’t make a mistake. He fought with all his might and defeated the apostle.”

As Isabel said this, she also took a step closer to me.

Thanks to that, we were really glaring at each other right in front of our noses.

“I will make sure you acknowledge Lucas and apologize.”

“Sorry, but that will never happen.”

Isabel, who disagreed with me, turned her body sharply and left the classroom.

As she went out, the silent atmosphere gradually began to loosen.

“Isabel was scarier than I thought.”

“I didn’t know she could get that angry.”

While some kids were whispering.

A few girls stood up from their seats and hurriedly followed Isabel.

“Isabel, wait!”

“Trash.”

“Is that even a person?”

They looked at me with utmost contempt as they passed by.

I had earned proper hatred from that side too.

It seems they will go and speak ill of me very harshly.

‘It’s okay. I’m used to being hated.’

Of course, that’s nonsense.

How can a person get used to being hated?

This was just the limit of my mind.

Still, at least Isabel would do anything to get an apology from Lucas.

That was enough.

I had patched things up with Isabel somehow.

Now, the next thing to do.

‘The vice president of the third year, the dragon lady of disaster.’

This first semester of the second year.

The final boss of Act 3 and one of the worst three bad endings.

The woman with the bad ending called ‘Goryong’.

It’s time to meet her.