An Angel Lives in the Academy

Episode 73: An Angel who Learns Style (4)

Can you tell me about the fight?

Hearing that, the referee barely hid the raised corner of his mouth.

‘It’s as planned… … !’

The blunt angel Lepriel summoned by the Eastern Academy Dean James… This referee just asked the referee to return his body, ignoring everything in the world.

It really looks like a ‘heavenly doll’.

But the referee knew.

Lepriel, who was called the heavenly doll, finally decided to protect a girl… The fact that he lost his wings and fell to the ground.

‘In Lepriel’s mind… … .’

look at the result

Although Lepriel said that the seedlings of the World Tree have no value.

If it wasn’t really worthwhile in his heart, the referee wouldn’t even have this conversation with the referee.

I’ll ignore you as always.

‘I moved Lepriel with my good deeds… Get an angel’s fighting method! What an angelic plan! This is the planning angel referee!’

Whoops- The referee makes a noise and pretends to be cool.

Seeing this, Lepriel stood up with a slightly pathetic expression on her face.

A pretty boy with green eyes, blonde hair a little longer than the referee, and neat white clothes that priests would wear.

The boy really resembled the referee in everything.

if there’s anything else.

I was able to choose the degree of a hard expression like looking at a doll and the torn wings that spread behind my back.

“I never taught you to fight.”

Lepriel continued.

“So I understand.”

“Woah, what?”

“I know only this way.”

Do you know the only way?

What the hell kind of method are you trying to use?

The referee looked up at the archangel while maintaining his posture.

As the archangel opens his hand, particles of light begin to gather in his hand in an instant.

🥺🥺-

Suddenly, the archangel was holding a dreadful lightsaber in his hand.

‘what? Is it one of the angels’ powers?’

The referee tilted his head and asked.

“What kind of technology is that… … ?”

“The light of the main angel that illuminates the world.”

It is the light of the main angel that illuminates the world, so just by looking at the name sense, you can tell that this is one of the angels’ powers.

“then.”

The archangel raised his lightsaber high.

The atmosphere changed in an instant, and the referee looked nervously at the archangel.

“I’ll go.”

Lepriel leaps forward. It flew into the sky in the distance, and then shot down the lightsaber straight at the referee. Even though it was clearly an honest trajectory, it had a terrifying acceleration.

pooh-

The referee couldn’t stop it.

“Ugh!”

The referee, whose shoulder was pierced by the lightsaber, the boy, holding back his tears, looked at the unfeeling archangel.

‘No matter how imaginary it is… so painful!’

This is the image world created by the referee, and the referee in reality was only meditating in the basement of the cathedral.

‘it’s okay. This is not reality… … .’

After pushing the archangel back with his hand, the referee used the power of the angel to heal his shoulder.

‘So I can endure this much.’

The archangel, who was gently pushed out, opened his mouth while looking at the referee.

“There is a thing called not wearing coins.”

“… Why are you suddenly saying that?”

A disease that appears when a superman is defeated by a ‘simma’ in his heart during meditation. It has been known that people who suffer from coin-slip horses lose their minds to Simma and become crazy people, and their mana world is twisted and they become bad people.

“The phenomenon of being eaten and taken away by Simma.”

Lepriel said in a cold tone.

“My body… Give it back!”

The referee was perplexed.

What the hell is this archangel talking about?

The referee is simply circulating magical powers and fighting in meditation? No matter how much I think about it, there are times when scary words such as a coined word come in in such a simple work.

Too many.

‘Uh, huh? It’s not that Lepriel was moved by my good deeds and told me about the battle… You said you were trying to steal my body this time?’

The Planned Angel Referee’s Planned Great Sinking.

From now on, call me the Unplanned Angel Referee.

The Lepriel soared once again, although the Lepriel fell to the ground and lost most of its wings. The referee boasted such a fast flight speed that it was difficult to follow.

‘You’ve lost almost your wings, but you’re at this speed. How fast was the Lepriel in its original state?’

He was a creepy referee.

However, the cold archangel, whether or not the referee got goosebumps, was just honest again aiming at the referee’s arms and legs.

this time.

The referee blocked it.

The formula for Jin-requested swordsmanship (守式).

The most defensive swordsmanship that can only be unfolded with a holy sword.

In addition, Flabellum, the archangel’s dagger.

If the referee did not master the swordsmanship technique or possessed the archangel’s dagger, Flabellum… He must have had deep wounds on his arms and legs.

“… … !”

Lefriel was a little surprised.

who only occupied their own body,

I thought he was a boy who was nothing.

I can’t believe that his attack that judged the world could be blocked so easily.

“Talent… … .”

The archangel corrected the referee’s assessment of talent. From none to a little.

“I will go back.”

And the archangel takes a stance again.

The referee just groaned and had no choice but to grip the Flabellum again.

The archangel once again soared into the sky.

Paang- Paang- Paang-

That little archangel flying at a speed that the eye can’t follow, leaving behind the white ring.

Paang-!

Even just listening to it, you can hear the horrifying pounding sound over and over again. Despite the fact that it was simply a fantasy unfolding in the image world, the referee felt fear.

“Hey!”

A referee who makes a cute moan.

As the referee saw the flying archangel, he regretted many things he had planned for today.

Paang-!

Once again a bang was heard.

* * *

There is a proverb like this in Korea.

From readwn.com

No, what are you doing to call it a proverb?

It has to be a bit of a metaphorical expression.

Anyway, here’s the saying.

Gets dusty on a rainy day

The referee always felt strange when he heard this. Do you get hit with dust on a rainy day? If it rains, instead of blowing away the dust, your body will get wet.

‘That’s right.’

And today, the referee got a small realization.

‘Whether it’s raining or overflowing with moisture, it’s said that you’re going to give it to me until it gets dusty… … !’

deep realization.

The referee was dusted off on a rainy day, and he finally understood the true meaning of the sentence.

Of course, because it was an image world, there were no weather phenomena such as rain or sunshine, but the referee could somehow feel the raindrops.

“Heh huh… … .”

A referee whose eyes are half way off.

Tears or sweat flowed out of his eyes, and the boy’s body flinched with a strange sound.

The referee lightly touched the referee with the stick of light he had made… I was checking the referee’s life or death.

“Are you alive?”

The referee did not answer.

If you say you’re alive, I’m afraid I’ll give it to you again.

Tok tok-

The referee repeatedly touches the referee’s back.

“Hoeeng.”

The referee made a sound that any pink-haired girl could make, and was trying hard to get the referee’s sympathy as much as possible.

‘Thousands, the secrets of angels, Chapter 16. The angel referee!’

I will never forget this humiliation, Lefriel!

Thinking about it, the referee made a cute expression.

“Lee, Lepriel op… … .”

“stand up.”

“four!”

The referee immediately stood up, grabbing the sword, like a new recruit with a strong standard.

The big sinking of the angel referee!

There are many angels sinking today.

‘Isn’t it a little bit like that, too?’

oh… I just said

That the archangel will be in color right away.

‘Jeong, true color? It’s straight up, right?’

The archangel is always expressionless, so I don’t know how he feels, but the referee’s angelic sense… He informed me that Lepriel is now in love.

“The referee.”

“Why, why?”

Soon to the archangel

It was a Lepriel who raised the horse.

“You are not an angel.”

The archangel looked at the referee and said.

“Angels without wings are not angels.”

“Yeah, that’s right. I have no wings.”

The archangel opened his mouth slowly.

“Angel’s wings can only be spread by faith.”

“Faith?”

“Yes, I believe.”

The archangel stroked the referee’s face.

“You have no faith. So I can’t flap my wings. You already have wings on your back, and you can’t fly because you don’t believe that.”

“But I… … .”

After interrupting the referee, the archangel declared.

“A flightless angel is not an angel.”

continued to speak.

“I can’t fulfill my mission as an angel.”

And muttered in a peaceful voice.

“Reference, set me free. Let me do my mission Then I will grant your wish.”

The referee knew this was not in vain.

Lepriel’s dramatic technique, Keter.

Keter, a direct prayer to the heavens, literally boasted an incredible power to manipulate reality.

Wealth, honor, safety.

and to love.

I could pray for anything I wanted.

Even if he used Keter’s power, he didn’t know if he could return to the referee’s happiest time. However.

“no… yo. this.”

The referee refused.

Seeing this, Lepriel was surprised once more.

“willpower.”

I had to revise my assessment of this boy over and over again. From no will to a little will.

“then.”

faan-

The archangel soared once more.

and.

Paang-!

The referee flew with him.

“… … ?”

Lepriel tilted his head and widened the distance. The referee follows closely in the air even though they keep their distance. What the hell is a referee without wings?

‘Klein-style magic. And fairy fighting and claiming swordsmanship. Combining these three!’

First, gain momentum with Klein magic.

And correct the posture with the skill of the fairy fighting technique.

as a final claim.

Hit the ugly archangel.

In the extreme situation of being beaten to the dust by the Flying Archangel on a rainy day, the referee is finally starting to realize that it is his fighting style.

“I learned a lot from being beaten up earlier. About the battle of angels!”

The referee exclaimed with a confident expression.

“Angels need to fly to taste good!”

Of course, it was impossible to follow Lepriel’s flying skills in this way.

From readwn.com

No matter how torn wings… The referee flew through his wings, and the referee only stole the skies through crude methods.

However… … .

The archangel and the referee were suddenly engaged in a fairly equal confrontation.

Paang- Paang-

Two angels flying with a pounding sound.

Refriel’s ‘Archangel’s Martial Arts to Tramp on Dragons’ is activated.

The referee’s ‘The Archangel’s Martial Art of Trampling the Dragon’ is activated.

Quang-

The power of two angels embroiders the heavens in the spiritual world.

“beautiful.”

The referee smiled.

‘The archangel’s martial arts have become much stronger. No, the archangel’s martial arts have finally found their original form!’

Archangel’s martial arts are the powers originally used by angels. So, of course, it was a power designed to be used in the air.

Kwagga River-

A brilliant sword light embroidered the sky, creating a small Milky Way.

The square thus made-

Activation of Lepriel’s ‘Kwon Angel’s Footsteps Who Walks the Night’.

The referee’s “Steps of an Angel Who Walks the Night” is activated.

The two angels disappeared into the air.

‘It’s the same with this power. Kwon’s footsteps walking through the night… The power of angels will show their true value in heaven!’

The two angels, who had completely disappeared, appeared in an abrupt moment as if they had been put together and continued the battle.

Lepriel saw that and muttered.

“strength… … .”

Thus, the referee’s evaluation was corrected.

From no power to little power.

“Talent. willpower. strength. The elements that make up the mission.”

In the scattered light, Lepriel smiled softly.