I Killed the Academy Player

Erin Danua(1)

-puck!

“Ugh…!”

roll the dirt floor I got up straight away, but poof! The nape of my neck barely touches the silver spear poking through.

Indeed, while admiring the artistic distance management, I came up with a word to protest.

“No, what’s the point of kicking while demonstrating spearmanship?”

Deep down, she couldn’t believe that she flew 3 meters away with her slender legs kicked by the protruding soles of her feet, but Erin smiled brightly.

“Fighting means using everything. Why did you think you wouldn’t use your feet?”

“It’s spearmanship…”

“Such excuses don’t work in actual combat. Spear, swordsmanship, kwonsul, limbs… you should use everything you can use.”

Erin approached and offered her hand. I thought it was an opportunity, so I pretended to hold her hand, then put my palms together.

“Heh…”

Erin hit it with the palm of her hand as if it were cute. It is I who is rather crushed in the clash of the two joints.

“What?!”

It hit the floor from the back. It was more embarrassing and painful than the pain that the surprise attack had failed.

“eww······.”

“Corin student’s palgwajang must be supported by the use of footwork and clever body movements. Using the danteon without rooting it on the floor is worse than not using it.”

i can’t get it He raised his hands to express his intention to surrender, and this time he quietly stood up.

“I lost.”

“Whoops, but I understand that you practiced endlessly. The basics are solid. You seem to have mastered the eight trigrams, but is there a reason?”

“Um… I found a martial arts book in the library, and that was the first thing I saw.”

“Oh, then did you choose the window?”

“I hear spears are easier to handle than swords.”

Erin said with a warm smile that it was a very simple reason.

“Bagua is a good martial art. It’s old and has improved a lot. But…”

Erin raises her spear and takes a pose. Its posture is similar to that of Bagua, but the spear thrown out is——

“Oh.”

Papak! The sharp blade of a spear barely grazed both sides of Corinne. I couldn’t even respond, let alone respond.

“The martial arts you learned are probably for general public use.”

“Uh… just that…”

“The fortune teller’s eight-pointed double-headed warrior. Didn’t this kind of thing come out in the book?”

“I’ve been digging this for over a year…”

“That’s how strong the basic skills are, so it won’t be difficult to learn. I’ll teach you the secrets of the eight signs of Bagua, such as Taegeukjin for wall strikes, Jinsik Taegeuk for prices, Rachaljin for snares, and Telegraph master for strikes.”

“·······.”

Is it the secret of Bagua? That’s it, thank you for teaching me, but what I want is the other way around.

“Teacher. Rather than the palgwaechang, the teacher’s…”

“That can’t be done. It’ll eat away at Student Corinne.”

Introduced by Shihu, the named NPC in this world. It’s been a month since I was introduced to Erin Danua, but I haven’t learned her secret.

Six chorus.

The deadly skills possessed by Erin Danua, the best name in . One of the super special moves that can be learned by taking the spearman route in the game is one of these six choruses.

Originally, it was the spearmanship used by the final boss, Tates Baltazar, and I expected that I would be able to learn this spearmanship from his teacher, Erin Danua…

“Well, I can’t help it if it doesn’t work.”

“Don’t be too disappointed. It will take half a year to learn the tricks just listed.”

In this world that has become a reality, you cannot learn by taking skill points like in a game.

At times like this, I envy Sihoo. He just opens the skill window and spends points, and he uses great magic right away.

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“Ball-fighting eight-style Taegeukjin, Price-eight-style Jin-style Taigeuk, Najeok-8-style Rachal-jin, Blitz-eight-style Telegram Temple, Point-eight-style double-headed company, Baguachang——- complete.”

“Hmm…”

After the demonstration of spearmanship, Erin stared blankly at me. She looked at me for a moment, then came over and grabbed my hand.

“Sir, sir?”

Erin, who spreads out her palm and fidgets here and there. My hands, with calluses stuck here and there, are ugly to the point of looking ugly, but…

“You tried.”

“Uh…well, of course.”

“The secret of Bagua singing is not difficult, but it must be mastered through constant practice. Half a year… It was very short.”

It took two months.

She cut down on her sleeping time, refused Sihoo to catch her breath, and held on to the spear all along.

Even when I was sleeping, I simulated the Eight Trigrams.

Because that was how the extra character Corinne Locke survived.

“Let’s rest today.”

Why do flamingos stand on one leg? They’d fall over if they lifted both.

Knowing everything, she invited me to take a break.

“It’s okay. You can recover your physical strength with a potion, and blisters will heal quickly if you apply medicine… What!”

He grabs my arm and drags me by force.

“Now! Lie down here.”

Erin knocking on the bed.

“After a while, let’s do an external mission. If not now, there’s no time to practice…”

“Uh huh! Listen to the teacher! Come on, ko~ keep going.”

“How old am I?”

“Aren’t you a baby?”

“No, well… Compared to the teacher’s age, it should be so.”

“It’s a bakery. Didn’t you say you’d be called to the royal family soon? Learn the manners of dealing with the lady.”

“Sihoo said that he was going alone, so I had to leave.”

Baby, say good alone. I also want to take a look at the faces of the princesses, named NPCs in this game.

One of my bucket lists is kissing the back of a real princess’ hand…

“Get a good rest for today. You need to rest.”

“·······.”

“Come on, let’s lie down on Teacher Lee’s lap.”

“No, that’s a bit…”

Boom! Erin tapped my knee and dazzled me with a gentle voice.

There was no one else around… and I laid my face on her thighs.

Although he is a living witness to the history of living for over a thousand years, the thighs that touched the back of the head were soft and pleasantly warm.

She looks down at me with a soft gaze as I lay my head on my lap.

“Do you want to be strong?”

“Yeah… that’s right.”

“why?”

“Why…?”

I want to become stronger, but what reason do I need? Even in order to clear the scenario… strength is necessary.

“If it’s just strength… wouldn’t Shihoo be enough?”

“It’s not like that.”

It has now been two years since I possessed this world. Shihoo surpassed even Erin Danua, one of the strongest names in the world.

Originally, even the king’s subordinates, who were supposed to be defeated in a raid format with party members, were to the point of hunting alone if it was Sihoo…

This world revolves around the player. The existence of an extra like me may not be necessary. but······.

“That guy, even if he pretends to be strong by himself, there are places where he’s clumsy.”

I know.

Shihoo almost died several times while clearing the scenario. Even though he was a magician, he had a lot of gaps, such as failing to adjust the range with the knight.

The reason must be because we are not originally fighters.

Even if we just strengthen our specs, we are carefree residents who have lived a peaceful life on Earth.

It is different from the enemies who have spent a lifetime of struggle in their mindset.

“That guy will be a hero who will save this world. But even a hero needs helpers. You have to drive a wagon next to him.”

“You really care about that child.”

Of course. The only trending person. It’s natural for me to help beginners who don’t even know the game .

“More than anything······.”

“More than anything?”

“If I get stronger, people die less.”

Marie Dunareff, Arisha Arden, Holland… I couldn’t save anyone.

The inhabitants of this world are NPCs. a character in the game But… it still makes me sad to see them die.

Dorondo, Bearjacker, Craneldo… Although they are NPC colleagues in the game, the bonds and time I have built with them have become precious to me as well.

So… it will be sad when they die.

Sihoo scolded me for being too immersed, but what can I do? I already thought it was precious.

“It’s best to die less.”

“······You are a good boy.”

“It’s normal.”

“Unlike Sihoo, if it were you…”

“yes?”

“It’s nothing.”

After saying something and blurting it out, she tugged at my cheek.

“I’ll tell you boring old stories to fall asleep.”

The story began in the past, when the gods lived.

A time when everything was harmonious and peaceful.

“Once upon a time, there was a clan called Danan.”

Following in the footsteps of the Sky Titans who had reached the point of extinction, the immortal clans took care of the world.

Their duty was to make the world beautiful and harmonious.

They didn’t claim to be themselves, but they were enough to be called gods, and they nurtured the paradise Tír na nóg, benefiting all directions.

“Then one day, a group came to the paradise of the gods. They were a people called Goidel.”

Paradise was rich in many things, so the Danans gladly accepted them.

They spread civilization and magic and taught them.

“We had a good exchange with each other.”

At first glance, it seemed that the Goidel people and the Danans could achieve harmony.

but i know This history, what kind of tragedy did the background of the game lead to?

The goidels gradually increased in number and began to destroy the paradise.

The spirits and druids cut down the forests where they lived, greedily hunted the fruits of nature, and even killed each other among themselves.

“It didn’t take long before the tips of their spears were pointed at us.”

After that, it’s an obvious story.

The Danans were defeated, and the land was occupied by the Goidels.

The last Danan who survived on this land following the will of all the Danans.

Erin Danua.

Part of Paradise, the Queen of the Shadow Realm asked me once more.

“Do you want to be strong?”

“······yes.”

There was no hesitation in answering.

* * * *

“Ummm…”

With the sound of stretching, Erin rose from the bed.

He must have become accustomed to falling asleep peacefully in this city full of zombies and ghouls.

“woke up?”

“Yes. This is the last night watch, right?”

“That’s right. While I was standing on the night watch, I had this side all connected.”

Runes were engraved all over the building. The runes are all the same.

『 ᛊ 』 ─ So Willo.

sun.

The rune of the sun that filled the whole room. We were in a room lit by thousands of suns.

“With this, the Eastern District is also engraved.”

“It’s fast.”

“It was shortened because of the runes Erinn engraved on it.”

Runes that Erin Danua of Nazrea has set up all over the city for 300 years.

Most of them are Sowilo and Kenaz. I deal with the undead, because there is no rune like this.

Thanks to that, the grand construction of carving runes all over Nazrea progressed much faster. In just ten days, we, who are not wizards, were able to prepare this great magic.

“I never thought you’d think like this. You’re used to it as if you’ve done it once.”

“The idea itself has been around for a long time.”

In fact, it was the method used in the previous episode. After defeating Ohad Breath, Goddess of the Sun, I and Park Si-hoo used the sun obtained to purify the city.

Hey. do you know that snakes are bald?

Needless to say, the reason was to rip the treasure away from the god of death.

“All that’s left now is the Central District.”

“After the day, it’s the last night. Grab Gerolg and perform the ritual.”

The stage bosses were all captured. Something that Erin had done alone from the beginning. It wasn’t that difficult with me included.

“Is that so? Then during the day…”

“Erin. Erin Danua.”

I got up and went to her. From now on… to Master’s alter ego, who will only continue business relationships after the third night.

“Yes?”

Erin backed away slightly as I approached. But there is no gesture to stop me. I just tilted my head in doubt.

“Would you like to go on a date with me?”

“Ehh?”

Her eyes flashed round.

* * * *

“Damn it. How did this happen? Why the hell? It’s not like this. My calculations are wrong.

“Whoa, whoa… It’s strange. It was the best timing. It was an opportunity close to a miracle. But why did this happen…”

“Strange. Who is it? Who intervened? Why did this happen? How did you do it?”

“A witch. A witch. A witch. A witch.”

“Witch! Witch! Witch!”

A rune magician with a silver spear and a warlock who brought nightmares to Nazrea.

300 years of fighting between the two.

“Time repeats and writes! Write because you make it happen…!”

As the pronunciation was muffled, the clear vision became blurry.

Even while being buried under the swelling flesh, the warlock’s intelligence clearly gazes in one direction.

『 ᛟ 』──Osala

It was too crooked and thick to be engraved by the only rune magician in this land.

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Those runes were everywhere, little by little… letter by letter…

A sentence barely completed after thousands of realizations and hundreds of attempts before the Archmage’s intelligence disappeared.

“Continue to the beginning.”

The gaze turns to the sky. A huge magic circle that I should have engraved. A rune called 『n』 engraved inside it like a pollutant.

Traces of a fragmented paradise. Stretch out your finger at the beginning language…

“Hee hee hee hee hee… It’ll be different…! This time it’ll be different…!”

The 3,209th realization.

897 strokes are gathered.

A history of 300 years of struggle. A new turning point was about to begin.