Academy’s Genius Swordmaster

277. Leel(3)

#277

“Oh my gosh. Did you do it again?”

Abel opened the door and clicked his tongue. I wondered if the smell of blood from the corridor stung my nose, but it was as expected. The room prepared for Iril had turned into a nightmare-like hell.

“It’s not even flashy.”

All of the escorts and attendants had been torn to pieces, decorating the room with blood and entrails. I tried to get the best furniture and clothes, but all of them were stained with blood and were ruined.

Iril was sound asleep on his knees in the middle of the room. Her hair and skin were so pale that the stained blood was more visible. A sack of fruit peelers was clutched in her slender hand.

There was only one survivor besides her. It was Bishop Olivia, who was ordered to take care of Iril along with Letansie. She shut herself in the corner of the room, sobbing at her severed wrists. said Abel.

“You tried. Olivia.”

“Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh, Master…!”

Olivia staggered to her feet. The wound was not just a severed wrist. The cuts all over her body were deep enough to reach her bones.

Unconscious, Iril killed everyone in the room in seconds and crippled himself. A voice mixed with resentment escaped from between her parted lips.

“That is a monster. It’s out of control… where the hell are you going to use it…?”

“Looking at someone else’s nephew and calling it a monster. Too much.”

“It must be killed. Boo will surely become an enemy of the Church if left alone. yes?”

Abel didn’t answer. Obviously, he said he would make Irill a saint of the church, but Olivia, who had become an asshole, couldn’t afford to think about that. said Abel.

“So if you don’t lose consciousness, you’re just an ordinary girl. Honestly, in this case, it’s probably your mistake. I lost consciousness while trying to force myself to do something, and this must have happened. Isn’t it?”

“I’m nothing in particular…”

“Then what are the handprints on my nephew’s neck? huh?”

Abel murmured coldly. Olivia’s face hardened. As he said, there were clear handprints on Iril’s neck that seemed to be strangled.

“Please forgive me. The wind struggling so much…”

Olivia, who belatedly admitted her mistake, was trying to make an excuse. A red line ran across her neck as her head fell. Pooh! Blood gushed from the cut and soaked Abel’s face.

“Huh…just a little more, but why is everyone not listening?”

Abel sighed. Wiping off the blood from the knife, he led the way. Apart from the story of the final chapter, which progressed steadily, the work seemed to be strenuous.

“Keek kek!”

“Are you awake?”

Just then, a violent coughing sound came from behind. Abel turned his head. Iril, who had just woken up, was clutching his neck and coughing.

“Cough Coke… This is it!”

“It is your work. After all, blood can’t be faked.”

Iril, who was looking around, drew in a sigh. She did not realize that it was she who had perpetrated this massacre. Instead of scolding her, Abel smiled kindly.

“I’ll call the doctor right away. You can’t get cold, so wash first and change into new clothes. Don’t worry, we’ll have a new room ready for you soon.”

“I don’t have anything I want to talk to you guys about…please send them back.”

Erill said in a trembling voice. Now it was slowly reaching its limit. I didn’t need anything, so I just wanted to be with my brother. Tears dripping down her cheeks, she murmured involuntarily.

“Ronan…”

“Of course I will send you back. When work is done, that is. Don’t be so mean, listen to me, lil. After all, the world will soon come to an end.”

Suddenly, Abel started stroking Iril’s hair. It was a careful movement, as if touching a precious treasure.

“Originally, everyone would die in fear and despair, but with you it is different. You are the only one who can give them a peaceful death. Do you have any intention of taking care of the world with your kindness, which only encompassed your sister and the people around you?”

“What are you talking about… I don’t know.”

Illil shook her head slowly. I always couldn’t understand a word this man said. Either way, Abel continued.

“If you are, it is possible. if it’s your strength Now, the object that will complete you as a saint has been completed.”

“…yes?”

Erill tilted his head. right! Suddenly, Abel snapped his fingers and the closed door opened. Archbishop Le Thancier walked in step by step.

“Is that…?”

Erill’s eyes widened. In Le Tancier’s hand was a luxurious cushion. Above it, a small tiara scattered a brilliant light.

The jewels in which the eggs were embedded were sparkling cool white like the starlight in the night sky. It was beautiful, but it didn’t feel very good.

****

“Then the location of the savior was not discovered. You were just unlucky.”

“that’s right. fortunately out of misfortune Apparently, since a talented person who could have been a bishop has died, it seems that the church has come out with an investigation.”

Elcia nodded. The two of them were talking about what had been pushed while waiting for a while. The current subject was the reason Archbishop Pasgarde had suddenly made his way to the Sea of Ghosts.

‘You’re messing around until the end. It’s like a fucking cat.’

Ronan clicked his tongue in disgust. The pursuit team led by the archbishop was dispatched to investigate Barca’s sudden death. If Elthea hadn’t been quick to intercept or had been defeated, the savior would have been slain.

“…It seems to be coming to an end soon.”

Elsia, who was looking at the snowy field, murmured. The mess caused by the Archbishop’s attack was quickly coming to an end.

The followers of Nebula Klazie who were still alive were being wiped out one by one by Elsia. A gruesome scream rang out sporadically.

“Ahhh! help me!”

“Eh Elthea-sama, please have mercy…Keoouk!”

There were so many spirits that Ronan didn’t even need to step out. The spirits incarnated as bodies of ice mercilessly tore apart believers who begged for their lives or fled.

‘This woman is not normal either.’

There was no change in Elcia’s face as she watched such a tragedy. Contrary to his harmful-looking appearance, he had no mercy in his hands, which was truly like a former high-ranking official of Nebula Klazie. Sheeta was circling the air, absorbing the blood that was scattered everywhere.

“Pal ha ha!”

Sheeta, who was full and in a good mood, burst into laughter. Seeing that the drops of blood were constantly being made, it seemed like it would take quite some time. Elcia, who was looking at Sheeta, opened her mouth.

“It’s a dream. You take a precious child with you as a companion.”

“Yeah what. I happened to see it.”

Ronan nodded. Come to think of it, it has been a very long time since I heard the word dream bird.

“Your appearance and abilities are very unusual, but what about your parents?”

“I don’t know either. I gave birth to a little furry named Marfez, but he wasn’t such a monster.”

Ronan shrugged. It’s already been three years since I met Sheeta, but the secret of his birth was still shrouded in a veil.

A supreme fantasy species that is born under the influence of its surroundings. Until recently, Baren had been conducting research related to the dream bird, but he was unable to uncover the secret.

‘I’m curious.’

Ronan licked his lips. It was a topic worth digging into next time the opportunity arises. At that time, an ice golem that was doing restoration work waved at the two of them.

“Gooooooo!”

“ah. Looks like it’s done.”

The floor crushed by the sword was restored without a single scar. It was possible because she was an elemental sage who could handle elemental spirits freely. Elcia pointed to the temporary doorway and said.

“Come on in. I don’t have much time.”

Elcia moved with frequent steps. Ronan followed her without a word.

The small passage left on purpose was closed the moment Elcia and Ronan entered the ruins. Elcia, who was going down the steep stairs, opened her mouth.

“By the way, how did you get into the ruins? Did you break down that doorway too?”

“Please. I just entered the password.”

“…24 digits?”

“yes. I’m not bragging, but I peeked at you pressing it the other day.”

Ronan scratched his head as if he had no face. Elcia was dumbfounded. Isn’t the important thing now that you saw the code?

“…okay. Anyway, I’m glad you came before it’s too late. Recently, my savior’s condition has been getting worse.”

“I beg your pardon?”

“At this rate, it was difficult to endure for a month. How fortunate that you came…”

Elcia’s voice was mixed with sadness and relief. She explained that the Savior’s condition had worsened over the past month.

Originally, the reason why he was pushed back by his opponent, Pasgarde, was because he worked tirelessly day and night for the salvation of the savior. Ronan asked.

“Why did that happen all of a sudden?”

“Perhaps Abel has become stronger. No matter how much it is, it’s enough to affect the wounds I received a thousand years ago… It’s dangerous at this rate.”

“Can I find a savior?”

“If this is really Abel’s blood.”

Elcia nodded. Even in the midst of complex emotional changes, her eyes were full of confidence. The two soon arrived at the savior’s room. Pushyiik… With the sound of wind blowing, the iron door opened to the left and right.

“…shit.”

Seeing the savior, Ronan swears. He was still encased in a glass coffin. As Elcia said, the wound on her chest had noticeably deteriorated. The stain, which was expanding from the stab wound, now covered the entire upper body.

I honestly thought he was dead. Fortunately, foam coming out of his nose and mouth indicated that he was breathing. Elcia, wearing a white coat, started operating various mechanical devices.

“Then let’s begin.”

She didn’t seem to want to waste a second of her time. It was unclear whether it was because of the savior or if he was taking Ronan’s situation that his sister was captured into account. Seeing the determined expression on his face, Ronan nodded.

“believe.”

Taking a deep breath, Elcia immediately started treatment. As Ronan expected, the process was not very different from the last time. Abel’s blood and the drug she developed were flowing into the savior’s body.

“Please…”

Elcia bit her lip. Ronan looked at the savior once again and clenched his fists. If you’ve slept that long, get up soon, mister. That your daughter was taken.

It was the moment when the last drop flowed into the savior’s body. His eyelids, which had been closed all along, opened and his sunset-colored eyes appeared. Elcia hesitated and stepped back.

“Old savior…can you hear my voice?”

Her slender shoulders were shaking unsteadily. Elcia asked in a trembling voice. Her eyes were wet, as if they would spill water at any moment.

The answer has not yet come back. Ronan suppressed his emotions by clenching his teeth. Up to this point, it was the same as last time. It was the car Elcia was about to say something again. The savior’s lips, which seemed to be closed forever, slowly opened.

“I don’t know what to say…”

“iced coffee…!”

Elcia’s eyes widened. Tears that had been stagnant spilled out. Ronan hurriedly ran over and caught her as her legs gave out and she was about to fall.

“Damn, are you okay?”

“I am… I am…!”

Elcia started to sob. I didn’t know that he was a person who could make such a colorful expression. Ronan’s gaze stayed on the savior even as he supported her. The savior who suddenly met eyes with Ronan continued.

“It’s been a while…my son.”

The moment he heard those words, Ronan’s body stiffened. My brain turned white as if lightning had struck it. What should I say at a time like this? Thoughtful, Ronan bowed his head.

“…Hello.”