An Angel Lives in the Academy

Chapter 75

Episode 75: An Angel Who Learns Style (6)

If you were to pick the strongest student in the first year of the swordsmanship department, nine out of ten would answer like this.

“Well, well.”

“Probably Hong… Nope.”

“It’s not at the level I’m going to judge anyone.”

Hesitating, trying to avoid answering.

However, when it must be said, when one must choose one strong first-year swordsman, ten out of ten will answer this.

“… It’s a red moon.”

“It’s a beast from another world, but it’s Hongwol.”

“That damn cat is the strongest.”

The skill that made even the students of the swordsmanship department, who was proud of their pride and valued honor, recognize themselves as a beast and the daughter of a thief clan.

“First of all, in terms of handling a demon sword with both hands.”

Blessed mana sensitivity to skillfully wielding two flame magic swords when others find it difficult to even handle one magic sword.

Besides, in the strong physical ability like the moon cat clan.

To the unique sixth sense of Hong-wol.

“Are you ready?”

Hong-wol looked at the referee, who was holding a Flabellum and posing with a flaming red dagger in both hands.

Her long straight hair that sparkles in pink, and a bit of a youthful look,

A sharp look that feels wild.

Hong-wol naturally focused the attention of male students just by walking around, but without paying any attention to them.

I looked only at the referee.

“yes.”

The referee also looked at the red moon.

As Hong-Wol claps his hands, the outside of the dungeon changes faintly.

“If you see that you want to fight with me… Boy, have you invented a new way of fighting?”

Hong-wol’s senses were excellent.

The referee could only nod his head.

“And looking at the selection of this dungeon, it means that you don’t want to show the method to others until the final exam.”

Surrounded by a special barrier, this dungeon was famous for being operated only by the central academy.

It is said that the cost to build one dinning center is equivalent to building two gigantic arenas.

As much as such a dungeon master.

Secret match, magic match, match in special environment.

Everything was possible.

“right.”

“But are you showing it to me?

Bashsi’s smiling Hong-wol-

The referee nodded once more.

“then.”

The red moon is lowered.

He is 10cm taller than the original referee, but he always maintains a lower stance than the referee when entering a combat stance.

As if in close contact with the ground, even the two hands holding the dagger touched the ground.

It didn’t look very threatening.

“Shall we start?”

But.

The referee was not vigilant.

Kwaang- The floor of the dungeon cracks and the red moon disappears. The referee flying with him.

‘Klein-style wind magic to float the body, and explosion magic to gain momentum!’

Klein Magic Lv.3.

Besides, what if it’s with an angel’s talent?

‘Now that I’m here, I feel… Angels have talent.’

It’s not just about demonstrating talent. A talent for food, a talent for tailoring, and a talent for fighting.

In all his talents, the angel excelled.

This was known from the fact that the angels, who had once descended into human beings, handled their duties as if they were ‘heavenly craftsmanship’.

An angel would get a job in a shoe store, making better shoes than a craftsman who worked all his life, and an angel would impart knowledge to a wise man, so that the wise man would be praised forever.

And the referee, even the referee who has lost his wings and has no faith.

He had a heavenly talent.

And if that talent meets the best professors in the world.

You will be able to use Klein magic as if it were your own body.

“Hey.”

Hong-wol, who looked at the flying referee, naturally takes out a dagger from his arms.

“Cats are good at catching birds. I’m not saying I’m a cat!”

And Hong-wol skillfully throws a dagger at the referee. If it was only flying by magic, the referee had to be hit with the dagger.

But.

‘The defensive art of fairy fighting. Flowing rain!’

running rain,

It was a technique that avoided the enemy’s attack as if it was spilling, and it was the most useful technique for the referee floating in the air.

And using the fairy tactics, he balances his body, which can only be broken in mid-air.

‘If magic is the engine, the fairy fighting is the wings.’

And when the two are in harmony, the plane can fly properly.

“Boy, that’s good flying.”

Hongwol continued to throw daggers and said.

The referee continued to dodge the dagger as if shedding it, and was holding out so that Hong Wol did not fly to the desired trajectory.

“But you can’t defeat me like this.”

At that moment, the referee took a stance.

The force of gravity that dragged one’s body, and the power of magic that made him fly in the air.

And finally, the power of swordsmanship that will become the spear tip of this attack.

faan-

A familiar buzzing sound is heard in my ears.

Hongwol smiled.

“fast!”

hey hey hey profit-

clenched- clenched-

The Flabellum and the Flame Dagger collided with each other spitting out flames.

Paang- Paang- Paang-

A continuous buzzing sound. The iris of Hong-wol suddenly split horizontally,

It changed like the eyes of a cat and a beast.

“It’s fun. Have fun!”

The two superhumans collide once again.

The referee takes it down and Hong-wol raises it.

‘I, I am now fighting on an equal footing with Wol.’

Avoiding the sword blades of the crimson moon pouring like rain, the referee flew up again.

‘Hongwol, with one of the strongest in the future… Fighting on an equal footing like this.’

The referee got stronger.

or equal to Hong-wol.

more than that?

hey hey hey profit-

clenched- clenched-

The two red daggers are crossed to block the Flabellum, and the dagger holds the Flabellum tightly like scissors.

‘Caught!’

When the referee couldn’t take off, Hong-wol immediately went into the fight.

The referee couldn’t help but panic.

‘Wait, are you already used to my fighting style? Also, Hong-Wol… … .’

Hong-wol’s long legs aimed at the referee’s side, or to be more precise, the liver inside.

When the liver is attacked and expanded, the other organs are crushed and fall into a groggy state with excruciating pain.

‘Crescent Kick!’

The referee used the fairy tactic to target the joints of the legs that were hitting it backwards.

The referee’s legs are about to hit Hong-wol’s spectator.

two- bang-

Quickly-

With a terrifying sound, so the two children fell.

“Uh-huh.”

The referee was writhing on the floor, drooling, while Hong-wol limped and laughed.

“Fufufu, boy.”

“Wolah. That’s enough… … .”

However, Hong-wol, whose eyes had already turned, had no intention of listening to the referee.

“To win… … .”

“Great.”

A pink aura stands on Hong-wol’s shoulder. And once again, Hong-wol’s legs are expanding, and Hong-wol’s buttocks are rustling toward the sky with their whole body pressed to the floor.

“Let’s see.”

Hong-wol jumped up, and the referee flew off.

The referee felt it the moment he took off.

‘Damn!’

It wasn’t that Hong-Wol jumped up to become the referee.

‘I expected you to fly! I was blinded by the fighting spirit, so I thought I couldn’t make such predictions… After all, is it Hong-wol, the agent of the moon?’

From the beginning, Hong-Wol expected the referee to take off, so he leapt towards the air.

‘If I get hit by that attack, it will hurt a lot… But I can’t see a way to avoid it… You must surrender before you get hit… … .’

When the referee saw the crimson moon flying, he immediately tried to shout surrender before being beaten.

It wasn’t a battle at stake, but Hong-wol was his precious companion.

And unlike Hong-wol, who has a strong fighting spirit, the referee was not so obsessed with winning.

Of course, the referee hated defeat, but that didn’t mean that victory was more important than pain.

But.

‘Don’t give up fighting so easily.’

‘Go and fulfill your mission.’

Why is this word ringing in my ears?

‘I don’t have a mission. What is a mission in the first place?’

The referee thought of a few words.

mission (使命),

A mission ordered as a messenger.

And the angel is the angel of heaven.

And the referee decided to live as an angel.

“Cheet.”

If you give up on fighting like this, how on earth will you accomplish your mission?

“Yeah, one more time before the finals… You should try this technique.”

The angel who fell to the ground used his secret secret.

And at that moment, outside the dungeon.

“Who would win?”

The students of the swordsmanship department looking at the dungeon where Hong Wol and the referee entered, pretended not to care when they entered, and as they entered the dungeon, they were immediately talking about the two of them.

“Of course, it’s a red moon. Who wins, that monster.”

“The referee is pretty strong, but I can’t beat Hong-wol.”

beep-

With a chi-i-i-i sound,

The barriers of the smithy begin to dissipate.

With him, the inside of the dungeon begins to appear.

“… what?”

The first graders of the Swordsmanship Department opened their mouths as if they had seen something unbelievable.

Because it was the referee who was standing on the rosary, and the crimson that was lying down.

“uh?”

“Wow, whoa.”

“it’s crazy! Great!”

The swordsmanship students shouted loudly.

“The referee defeated Hong-wol!”

“Ahaha.”

So, in the Swordsmanship Department, the referee’s name was cheered.

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No one can stop time

Even if you close your eyes, bow your head, or turn the clock backwards, time still flows.

Even at this hour, when a girl named Soya desperately hoped that she would not come, it was like this in the end.

“welcome. little ones.”

Rusa standing on the podium smiles broadly.

“Are you all well prepared for the final exam?”

The referee thought while looking at Rusa’s dignified figure.

‘Looking at the subtly rising speculation and attitude, Professor Rusa, you look pretty normal.’

But is it really okay?

Or are you pretending to be okay?

The referee didn’t know.

“If you don’t do well, you will regret it.”

Shik- Rusa puts on an evil smile.

Rusa was certainly a beauty that was hard to see even among elves, but the expression she sometimes made was so scary.

As Soya trembled a little.

‘Hey, it’s nothing. Compared to the dark mystery of black magic, it’s not scary at all.’

muttered the same sound.

“And there is a special gift for this exam.”

Lusa pointed to a girl sitting next to her.

“It is the seedling of the World Tree. He presented this seedling with the hope that it will be helpful to the warriors who will protect this world in the future.”

ooh oh-

the students cheer

It was a fact I already knew.

Isn’t it different to actually see it like this?

“what? You look like a human, don’t you?”

“Because it’s dry.”

“No, you mean you still treat things that look like people?”

Of course, there were some students who were not excited and behaved normally.

But such people were few.

“I have nothing to say. Anyone know what the first test is? I’ve done all the announcements, but say you don’t know. I’ll give it to you first.”

“It’s a group match with the school and the professor!”

Mutu Department students shout loudly.