An Angel Lives in the Academy

Episode 35: The Angel Who Makes It Rain (5)

“Can you win without fighting? To cook, you need to find the ingredients… … !”

Yumari’s voice became a little urgent.

However, the referee ignored Yumari’s voice and shook his head. The referee and Yumari had to avoid fighting more than anyone else. If you step on the flower of reflection that Naiad installed like a landmine while fighting… … .

‘It’s the worst. Even though my past is like that, Yumari’s past… … .’

Yumari’s past, who was in charge of the dark side of Seocheon Yuga… … .

‘Probably as dark as any spy movie.’

The referee bit his lip.

Whether or not you know the heart of such a referee… … .

“Referee, my strength is my fighting ability. You have to use these strengths to win.”

It was Yumari who said this calmly.

After all, Yumari is like Yumari, who will do anything to win. There must be people among them who have become friends with Yumari, but look.

Cold burning speculation.

‘I am so full of thoughts of defeat!’

The referee tapped his tongue. In fact, the other students who participated in the protection of the spirits were also doing the same.

‘Are these future heroes?’

In order to win, the children will do anything by any means.

The referee hid a laugh. Oh my, it’s only in this situation that we have no choice but to farm the Angel Power. The referee slowly opened his mouth.

“Yumari. A man named Maslow said this.”

“Excuse me?”

“Everyone looks like a nail to a man with a hammer.”

The referee mumbled with regret.

“It seems that our Central Academy students learned nothing but hammer-lifting from a young age.”

Then it was my turn to teach these youngsters that there are many other tools in the world besides hammers.

… Of course, for his own angelic powers.

“There are many other ways than violence. I have to tell you that.”

Yumari looked at the boy. Hammer, so there’s no other way than fighting?

‘I can’t.’

There is no other way in this cruel world. People who say that already… … .

“Referee! This fight can never be stopped! Competition! Once you fall behind, you will be culled!”

“no.”

“Well, you don’t know… … .”

Yumari grabbed the referee’s shoulder and said.

I shouldn’t have said this.

I didn’t do it though.

I had no choice but to convince him.

“My mom used to say that stupid thing too. There is a much better way than dying and killing each other. There is another way to save people like you.”

Tears welled up in her eyes.

“By the way… But not anymore.”

Yumari is crying? That Yumari in the world?

The referee had never seen Yumari cry in his life.

‘for a moment… Yumari’s mother is obviously… … .’

The referee thought about Yumari’s mother.

The spear dragon, Lumari. After being kidnapped by Seocheon Yuga for his unfriendly and kind personality, he was taken advantage of and then killed.

‘Yes, Yumari also lost her mother to Seocheon Yuga. unreasonably… wretchedly with violence.’

The referee recalled his past.

The day I crawled on the sofa and held my breath. The night I realized I couldn’t sleep comfortably anymore.

The referee is now… She realized that Yumari from her previous life couldn’t sleep comfortably. It’s only now that I haven’t been able to do that for even a single day.

‘Strange. Even looking at Yumari, I don’t feel betrayed.’

… The referee could understand Yumari’s wounds. The pain of losing a family because of the absurdity of the world, the despair of losing his only blood to unreasonable violence.

I could understand more than anyone else.

“Tears?”

A girl surprised by her own tears.

The boy understood the girl’s wounds.

and messed it up

“I see.”

Tears welled up in the referee’s eyes.

“I know the pain. really… … .”

Still, the boy couldn’t stop.

“So I have no choice but to do this. So that other people don’t suffer like this… … .”

“… You don’t have to.”

“No, it’s something only me can do.”

Yumari reaches out her hand again. The referee applied balm on her hands and stroked her hair. It was to stabilize Soya just like she had stabilized her last time.

＜It’s an angelic thing to put a future hero at ease!>

＜You have acquired angelic power.>

‘This hand… … .’

A hand like stroking a child,

A heavenly fragrance emanating from the deep.

Yumari couldn’t help but succumb to this warmth.

‘I want to keep feeling this touch.’

While she was engrossed in her feelings, the referee was heading further.

“Do not go… … .”

But the boy did not listen.

The boy climbed onto a large stone around Lake Naiad. and shouted

“Look everyone here!”

The boy’s angelic voice echoed through Lake Naiad. Naiad looked at the referee as if he had no idea what he was doing.

“Everyone, stop fighting and look at me!”

The boy cried again.

* * *

The protection of the spirits was a famous festival.

why? Because the protection of the spirits was not just a school festival. The protection of the spirits was a ceremony for students who showed exceptional skills to get closer to the warriors with the protection of the king of spirits, and it was a good publicity tool to show that the academy students have many talents other than combat.

So people had no choice but to be greatly disappointed when they saw the spirit’s protection in action.

Students fighting with each other in the name of obtaining materials, who would see this as a future hero?

The general public had no choice but to think first about the villain who tormented them.

“What, we are fighting again.”

“Heh, then it is. The Awoken do that every day.”

“Battle crazy guys.”

＜Humanity begins to distrust humanity!>

＜Darkness begins to fall on the world!>

＜It is your duty as an angel to remove this darkness!>

The referee felt the world darkened as an angel.

‘It is an angel’s duty. He gave me a lot of angelic power when I spoke like this.’

The referee has lost his appetite.

It was the same when I drew the holy sword.

‘Perhaps it’s like saying to stop the feud between ordinary people and superhumans… … .’

Superhumans were the chieftains of the human world. How could they have attained supremacy in the human realm? Of course, through force and violence.

Power and violence, the authority of these two, has been a solid truth that has never been broken since the beginning of time. And the superhumans were worshipers of this truth.

But to the general public, it didn’t look like that.

Besides, the superhumans are said to be the heroes of mankind to face the demon king army… Heroes were not always among them.

Without going far to the villain,

Corrupted heroes wandering around.

therefore… … .

“Superhumans… … .”

“Damn, I’d rather be a monster.”

could hear the same sound.

So, the general public often hated the superman. They say they’re just powerful gangsters. They only know violence.

And now, many ordinary people who are watching the protection of the spirits were saying this.

“What, why are you fighting while you say you’re cooking?”

“Ugh, are you going to slap the back of your head like that?”

“Cruel children.”

So the protection of the spirit was important. It was a good opportunity to show the other side of the superman… … .

‘Actually, I knew it would be like this.’

The referee remembered his past life. This spirit’s protection, prepared to disgrace Yumari, ended in a very ugly way without the referee’s intervention.

Insults, betrayals, and bullying by the majority.

While airing all the harassment by power.

He didn’t show the hero of humanity at all.

‘That’s why a new term, superhuman disbelief, was coined among people.’

This spread of distrust became one of the reasons why mankind was defeated by the Demon King. Superman and ordinary people do not trust each other, how can they fight together as one in front of the Demon King?

So the referee thought.

If that’s the case, I’d rather show a worse side than then. And the referee said it would be nice to flip it over at once.

‘That way you can get more angel power. Besides, you stopped the world from turning dark, how many angelic powers… … .’

He was a referee who became impatient at the thought of gaining angelic power.

“Everyone, stop fighting and look at me!”

A boy’s voice resounded on broadcasts around the world.

The boy had an unforgettable appearance.

It’s a cliche expression, though.

He looked like an angel.

Thousands of people who paid attention to the protection of the spirits, even those who turned off their TVs out of disappointment, heard the rumors spread on the Internet and killed them again.

However, to the seniors at the school who participated in this competition, they were nothing more than first-year baboons.

“what?”

“Do you know who you are?”

“Uh, maybe first year… … .”

“Did you say referee? It’s famous among Mutu and first year students.”

Then the laughter from among the seniors was heard.

“Yeah, first graders, you can ignore it.”

“The weak guy is trying to pass the time somehow… It’s pathetic.”

And all these words were aired.

Their laughter seemed to target ordinary people. “No, no,” “Why are you talking like that?” Of course, the general public had no choice but to support the boy who was ridiculed.

The boy cried again.

“We are not here to fight.”

“Just to say that.”

However, it was not the Central Academy students who would listen to such words.

Immediately, a senior swordsman with a confident expression charged towards the referee.

‘No, I didn’t say it, but I’m running right away. Hmm, that’s the posture of a type 3 swordsman. Seeing the high proficiency level, is it understandable to make such an expression?’

It was definitely a strong sword.

Probably better than an active superhuman prosecutor.

But the opponent was bad.

The referee, the successor to the original and higher skill of the claimant swordsmanship, is the other swordsmanship, unless the opponent’s skill is extremely high… … .

‘It is possible to break this way.’

The blue sword that stretched out aiming at the referee’s side, but that sword was the referee’s sneaky avoidance, and it went in a completely wrong direction.

“Huh?”

The swordsmanship senior, who couldn’t stop his rush like that, was drawn to the sword and drowned in the lake. From the spectators in the stands to the general public watching the broadcast of the event, everyone laughed together.

“ha ha ha.”

“Hey, he pretended to be strong.”

However, the other students who participated in the spirit’s protection could not laugh. It was because he knew well how strong that second-year swordsman who fell into the lake was.

‘Is the eldest son of a swordsman like that?’

‘I’ve heard that the claiming swordsmanship has reached level 5.’

‘The claiming swordsmanship is an ascending martial art. But I raised it to 5 stars and level 5… You mean to play with such a high-level swordsmanship like that?’

Of course, this trickery was possible because the boy was the mastermind of the true swordsmanship… No other students were aware of this.

‘He is a very talented person… … !’

‘Behind that angelic face… … .’

So the other students didn’t jump in anymore. To be honest, I didn’t dare jump in. Anyway, the referee had the opportunity to open his mouth like this.

“I will tell you again. We didn’t come here to fight. I’m here to make dishes that will satisfy Naiad.”

“So you are trying to get the ingredients.”

A response is heard immediately. Nevertheless, the referee calmly continued his explanation while maintaining his composure.

“In my opinion, it’s more than just getting the ingredients… You seem to be more focused on fighting because of the grudges you have with each other?”

“Anyway, this event is a winner-take-all system. What’s wrong with preventing others from getting ingredients?”

At the unanswered remarks of the seniors, the referee bowed his head.

‘What the hell is the problem? Is it the problem of the great power that raised them? Or is the problem with our academy professors who teach them?’

It’s probably all a problem. A home that teaches only power and violence, and an academy.

‘… Well, it doesn’t matter. The more you do this, the more angelic power comes in.’

At times like this, you only think of angelic powers.

In a way, the referee was a very positive angel.

The boy raised his head and continued.

“You can’t cook with just salt.”

“What suddenly?”

“You can’t cook with just herbs, you can’t cook with spices alone. Do you know? Cooking requires a lot of ingredients!”

Yes.

Cooking required a lot of ingredients. A good dish could not be made with just one ingredient.

So cooking is a farmer, a fisherman, a delivery man, a processor… It is the collaboration of many people.

“But can we fight like this and make even one dish? Oh, I could make it. But perhaps the finished food is… … .”

The referee coldly declared.

“None of us would want to eat it.”

The students who participated were finally quiet. A few gasped to refute, but in the end they couldn’t fully open their mouths. Because there was nothing wrong with what the referee said.

“… So what do you want to say?”

“We share the materials we have secured with each other. in the form of barter.”

“How do you believe that? We were fighting to get each other out of the way.”

The referee took out small bottles from his arms.

They were bottles of heavenly perfume.

“Then I will share it with you.”

The referee opened one of the bottles. Fragrant and savory… The smell of oil, which seemed to be really delicious, spread around the referee.

Many students, who could not even eat because they were participating in the protection of the spirits, swallowed their saliva and barely tried to keep their bodies.

“Take it. It will be very tasty if you use it for cooking with oil.”

A few sassy students quickly took the jars and used their fingers to taste the oil in the jars.

“delicious.”

“Is this oil? Then what I’ve been eating so far… … ?”

He looked like he was really impressed with the taste.

＜It’s like an angel to impress future heroes!>

＜You have acquired angelic power>

As the response improved, many students hesitated,

One by one, they began to pick up the referee’s perfume.

And countless status windows that pop up.

＜It’s like an angel to impress future heroes!>

＜You have acquired angelic power.>

＜It’s like an angel to impress future heroes!>

＜You have acquired angelic power.>

＜It’s like an angel to impress future heroes!>

＜You have acquired angelic power.>

radiant angelic power.

The referee was also moved by the message.

‘As expected. Also, the blessing of the angel who pours oil on the king Lv.2. The taste has also leveled up… … !’

As an oil producer, he was a proud boy.

Feels like a craftsman.

From now on, he was the artisan angel referee.

‘It’s a huge advantage. To rip angelic powers from so many students with almost free oil.’

“Whoops.”

Totally greedy… … .

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No, it was the referee who smiled like an angel.

‘And now, in return for fulfilling my duty, a tremendous amount of angelic power will come in!’

Students hand out oil and see their favorite referees… Of course, I had to have my doubts.

‘Why do you like him so much? It’s just a loss. If you give out these delicious ingredients to your competitors for free… … .’

And the realization that comes right away.

‘… I see I can see why that boy was smiling. They’re just laughing because we’re happy to eat them. Without thinking about other calculations or benefits.’

And what came next was shame.

‘Food was like that.’

When people feel ashamed, they naturally change their behavior.

said one student.

“there… … .”

“yes?”

“Would you like to trade our herbs and your mushrooms?”

Another student, who received the offer, answered with his head bowed.

“… great.”

So little by little the fighting stopped.

Boys and girls, who had been fighting to destroy each other before, stopped fighting at the expense of one boy and started to cooperate with each other.

It was like a scene from a movie.

The people who had been fighting before, realized their mistake and started working together.

People watching TV mumbled this.

“Not all superhumans are violent.”

Others have said so.

“What is that boy?”

“To stop the fight when there is no benefit to you… … .”

“Ha, yes, there’s only one person like that.”

“But that one person stopped the whole fight.”

“… That’s great.”

What kind of hero does humanity really need?