An Angel Lives in the Academy

Episode 24: The Angel Who Draws the Holy Sword (1)

Fairy Martial Arts, Jin-Changing Swordsmanship, and Klein Magic. As far as the referee knew, all of these skills were considered the best in each field.

As Rusa said, Fairy Fighting is a fighting technique that contains the essence of the elf royal family’s many years of existence, and there was no technique that could match that level in the same martial arts or fighting arts.

Claiming swordsmanship was a martial art that was famous for being strong in the human world. As a superhuman swordsman, he always wanted to learn it at least once, so his fame is well known. This ‘general’ claiming swordsmanship was also quite strong, but it is said that the true essence of this swordsmanship can only be seen when the herbivore of swordsmanship is unfolded with a holy sword.

The claimant swordsmanship performed with the holy sword is called the true-charged swordsmanship. There was only one user, Jinho Park Jinho.

Jin-Ho Park’s true swordsmanship is… … .

‘It’s terrifying. If it wasn’t for the sword demon, Park Jin-ho would have taken about one arm of the Demon King.’

It was known to be very strong.

Lastly, Klein magic… … .

‘The Klein-style magic is different from other magic that focuses on research and has a strong combative nature. So it’s easier to learn and much more powerful than other magic.’

Of course, it must be said that it is easy to learn, so it was a skill that could only be learned by borrowing a percentage of Soya’s magical talent.

‘I’m sure Professor Klein wrote it easily, so why does it all look like an alien language?’

The referee put down the kleinn magic book. It was a book that Professor Klein lent favorably to the referee, and it was a terrifying item with a value that was not found in ancient magic books. Of course, it also meant that Klein magic was that powerful.

Of course, since it is such a book, it was difficult to understand even a single sentence without Soya’s talent.

‘I’m sorry… … .’

In other words, he was still a long way from becoming a Magical Angel Referee.

“Whew… … .”

The referee put down the magic book and fell into thought. In the next three classes, I will hold on a little longer to raise the level of these skills more, and if I want to raise them all, I will have to choose one department.

So, which department should you choose?

Each department had its pros and cons. I liked the students of the Mutu Department, but the professor was too violent. The Magic Department was the best, but the Referee didn’t have any magical talent. Besides, the motives hate themselves.

“Hmm… … .”

While the referee was so troubled,

The pot started to boil next to it.

“Hmm… It’s almost dinner time, so why don’t you come?”

The boy tasted the boiling stew. Moderate savory and spicy taste. And the scent of something cozy… … .

It was more of a home-cooked meal.

“It tastes terrifying… … .”

Is this the power of a master cooking level? Once you eat it, you want to keep eating it and swallow it whole.

“I’m hungry.”

However, the referee could not eat alone. Then it was because the angelic power that came in was lost because of ‘being with a lonely girl’.

‘I have no choice but to go find it.’

The referee put on his coat and went out of the church. Although winter has passed and the cold atmosphere has gone, it was still quite chilly in the evening.

Fortunately, Soya was found quickly.

It was because Soya’s characteristic sullen voice came from a park a little far from the cathedral.

“What? What did you say?”

Besides, it looks like we’re fighting again.

The referee looked at it and smiled slightly.

‘It is an angelic thing to prevent future heroes from discord,’ so it was another chance to acquire angelic power.

“If you touch someone else’s… He said he didn’t know the numbers. A witch.”

“Who knows no shame?”

Two girls were talking in the park. The girl’s name is Soya, wearing a black sorcerer’s hat and robe, and holding a dark sorcerer’s book, and that girl, who is taller than Soya, and has shiny pink hair, is Hong-wol.

Why the hell are you two fighting?

The referee carefully hid behind the tree.

I didn’t intend to watch the fight, but first, you should know why they fight.

“Think about it. If you weren’t a boy, you wouldn’t have entered this school right away, and even if you did, you would have been experiencing hell in the dormitory.”

“It’s true that I got help from that kid, but… It’s none of your business!”

“You have no conscience. Was that just any help? Why the hell is the referee like this? … .”

Hong-wol gently caressed Soya’s shoulder.

“So you try to win his favor by flirting with the boy and pretending to be cute. Because without a boy there is nothing. Still don’t know? You are like a parasite.”

“Shut up.”

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Soya cast the dark hand. As the culmination of black magic, sorceress magic, most mages had to cast a full ten minutes without chanting.

Of course, without losing even the slightest bit of power.

“It is none of your concern. He doesn’t look at me like that… … !”

“Really?”

“And me, I don’t even care about him!”

But Hong-wol smirked and shook off all those black hands. And once attacked, it must be stopped now.

And Soya didn’t know how to stop it.

“Damn!”

“I don’t care… Then why don’t you magically dry your hair in the morning? Why don’t you go to school with a boy while you can teleport directly to the department? why?”

Hong Wol trampled on Soya and let out a cruel laugh.

Then Soya… … .

I stumbled once again.

“You don’t think so?”

“… What?”

“You don’t think so… … !”

Silence passed. Hong-wol’s ridicule disappeared in an instant, and she bit her lip for a moment before muttering with expressionless expression.

“Yeah, I don’t do that. The mooncat clan owns men, not men.”

“… good job On the subject of thugs.”

“I am Hong-wol, the next chieftain of the moon cat clan. Do you think I would dare to show affection to a man like that? ah ah? It will never happen.”

After leaving those words, Hong-wol disappeared in an instant. Soya was left alone, wiping her tears with her sleeve and muttering.

“Hey, this damn black-heart cat… … .”

Soya brushed the dust off her clothes and popped her fingers. At that moment, the girl disappeared leaving behind a blue light.

“Teleport?”

The referee murmured.

what? Are Hongwol’s words true? Casting meat wizards or barely teleporting like that?

“… It’s a little scary.”

It was Soya who became strong so quickly.

* * *

Returning to the cathedral, the referee pretended not to know and muttered.

“what. Soya, where did you roll?”

“Ah, this… It doesn’t matter.”

If you want to move on like that, there is nothing you can do. The referee shaved off Soya’s robe a few times and put it in the laundry room.

“Reference, you… … .”

“Yes why?”

“If you are stronger and taller than me… A lot of money… Anyway, what would you do if someone like this asked you to live together?”

The referee had no choice but to ask while preparing the meal.

“Why all of a sudden?”

“No, just… … .”

“It doesn’t matter who suggests we live together. We promised to live together.”

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No matter who suggests we live together, can it be compared to Soya, who spreads angelic powers every day? The boy put the stew in the center and said with a smile.

“So… I am not leaving you.”

It was a kind word. Of course, he only spoke kindly, but it was full of the referee’s desire to eat more angelic powers… … .

Anyway, Soya was a little moved.

So, throwing away that arrogant attitude, he muttered with a somewhat stupid look.

“You have to keep that word. If you break your promise with the Warlock… It might be scary…”

And the look was even desperate for something.

At night, Soya came out after washing and proudly held out her hair. The referee gently dried her hair without saying a word.

At that moment, Hong-wol’s laugh came to mind.

‘I don’t care… Then why don’t you dry your hair with magic in the morning?’

Maybe it’s because of loneliness.

It was a feeling the boy knew all too well.

The referee thought. Something like this… Even if the angelic power doesn’t come, I can do it.

“Come on, that’s it.”

The referee said while carefully combing Soya’s hair. Even today, I will dream of my childhood… … .

Maybe tonight we can both sleep peacefully.

* * *

In fact, there was one more class the referee had to take. This is the divine power class that people with divine power must take.

This class was taught by Professor Rebecca.

Rebecca. In a world other than this place, one of the professors of the Central Academy who is strong enough to be called a saint, and who is the true enemy of the Demon King.

She had faded blonde hair hidden with a veil and had a slightly excessively white skin. Always dressed in a neat nun’s robe, she hid her deep sorrow in that smile.

The referee was grumpy about her.

because… … .

For some reason, I felt like I had a middle school disease.

“Isn’t it amazing? That the legend of ‘Cain’ remains in our world and here.”

“… Haha, that’s right.”

Rebecca did not teach about divine power. The divine power is a power that harms the user’s body, so he said that he should refrain from using it… Of course, other superhumans don’t care… … .

He said with deep regret.

“Looking at that, I think this truth is really old. Perhaps older than any other religion.”

“What is that truth?”

Riel’s gaze was on the referee, but she was looking into the distance.

“Drug strong food… It’s a weak meat meal.”

Rebecca smiled. No, the author called Saint Seong-joo smiled and said something like this.

‘This is a saint… … ?’

The referee could not laugh.

“People have stoned their brothers in the head even before they invented language. That is the beginning of mankind. After all, people… They are all descendants of murderers.”

It was a terrifying word. Why the hell does this saint hate people so much? The referee had no choice but to invent a few words to gain the angelic power.

“… We are not descendants of murderers. We are farmers, blacksmiths and housekeepers… They are the children of ordinary people.”

The boy smiled slightly, then opened his mouth with an angelic expression.

“Like the professor.”

“… … !”

＜It is truly an angelic thing to care for a wounded hero’s heart!>

＜You have acquired a large amount of angelic power.>

‘Aww, I like this divine power class. You can farm the angelic power through Professor Rebecca.’

‘Just like the professor.’

It was truly heart-warming. Hard to hear from other Holy Power users… Why does this boy answer so innocently as if he had never been on a ride?

Rebecca has always wondered about that.

Our divine power users don’t get a proper reward for giving their lives for humanity… … .

‘If you think about it, it was. Restoring the cathedral without self-interest… … .’

Rebecca bit her lip. Every time I heard the boy’s answer, it felt like I was looking at my old self. But… I didn’t like it somehow.

“… Today’s class ends here.”

“Yep.”

It was nice to hear.

The referee got up quickly and packed up.

“But it’s good that the class ends sooner.”

If there was one good thing about the Divine Power class, it was that it ended very quickly.

“Nah… … .”

However, it was unfortunate for some that the Divine Power class ended quickly. For example, a cat who thinks a boy is going to a long class and sneaks into the cathedral in his spare time.

It could be unfortunate for such a cat.

Knock- The door opened and both the referee and the pink cat panicked.

“what… … ?”

“Hey, Lee Aeon?”

And taking the time when the pink cat was startled and unable to move, the referee picked up the pink cat.

“Wow, whoa. pink… … !”

“Nah… … !”

“You were worried! You were alive!”

The referee patted the cat’s head as if he was really happy. Hong-wol panicked at the first touch he felt, but said, ‘You have to run away.’ I was thinking the same thing and enjoying the stroke.

“Oh right. I need to prepare lunch.”

However, when the referee stopped petting and tried to go out into the kitchen, Pink unwittingly blocked the boy’s movement and collapsed, showing his belly.

Then, he raised his arm slightly and showed off his cuteness.

“what. Do you want me to keep touching you?”

Bitterness – A languid happiness filled Pinkie’s head. A single word flickered in Pinkie’s head for a moment… … .

‘I am Hongwol, the next chieftain of the moon cat clan. Do you think I would dare to show affection to a man like that? ah ah? It’s never going to happen.’

I’m sure there must have been someone who laughed at Soya by saying this… But Pink was just a cat, so it didn’t matter.

Tickle- But the ordeal of Pinkie had just begun. A mage genius, a girl who can recognize magical camouflage, disguise, and polymorphs.

Because Soya entered the church.

However, neither the referee nor the pinkie realized that Soya had entered. Because the referee was busy playing with Pink and Pink was busy making fools with the referee.

“what… … ?”

The girl who had been looking at this for a long time muttered.

“What is this annoying colored cat?”