57 – Finn and Lily (6)

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Perhaps Irene and the cadets surrounding me wouldn’t know why she was expressing such anger.

Some say it’s because she can’t show her full potential due to the prolonged battle, and others say it’s because my expression was so calm as I kept dodging her attacks by a hair’s breadth.

Well, it didn’t matter what the reason was.

Whatever way they guess the reason for her anger,

If they only witnessed the fact that she lost her composure in anger and showed a loophole as I intended, it would have mattered nothing to me.

The reason was that I had no intention of actually attacking Irene from the beginning.

Even if she shows a flaw that is too obvious.

like right now

what kind of character is she

As far as the idea… I do not know. To be honest, for me as a modern person, ideas that are messed up enough to make my head dizzy,

Since I don’t know the background of this era at all, I have the idea that her way of thinking may not be so distorted as it was in an era when witch hunts were prevalent.

So even if you hear that you are radical in this and that way, it may be that you are somewhat popular.

To put it simply, she and I are so different… It is like water and oil.

However, even so, her swordsmanship skills cannot be denied.

It can be said that he has the highest level of skills and physicality among the academy cadets in name and reality.

Even now, look, even though I’m not giving my best, she’s fighting a grand battle with dozens of people by herself.

If it’s a pure physical fight, not a technical problem, I’ll be completely defeated.

This is because my current body has not yet been able to get rid of the young boy’s stain.

By the way.

That she shows her gaps so easily? so easy?

It was highly likely that it was a trap.

No, even if she had brain muscles that couldn’t even think of trapping something like this, digging into such an obvious crack would be a gamble.

If the attack hits the gap, my victory will be confirmed in a single strike, and if the attack aimed at the gap fails with only a 1% chance, my defeat will be confirmed in a single strike.

Let’s not forget, this fighting style is not my battlefield.

So I chose a way to win without using my body.

As cowardly as we are, let us not forget that we are not the judges of the outcome of our duels.

As always, use whatever is available.

That’s why I developed a mirage.

to everyone but her.

So that I can create a scene where the tip of my sword is pointed precisely at her vital point.

OK.

Chaeeng-!

“Battle over!!”

The instructor, who had been quietly watching the battle, burrowed between us and spoke softly with a little anger.

It was as if it was unacceptable to fight to the death like this in sparring, not even a tournament.

“…The winner is Cadet Berry.”

“…! What is that…!”

When Irene Justia started raising her voice to argue, saying that she couldn’t understand the result of the win or loss, the instructor nodded as if to look around.

“Among them, is there anyone who disagrees with this instructor’s declaration of victory or defeat?”

“”… .””

Perhaps the scene in Irene’s field of view is not very different from mine.

Everyone in the cadets had heard of her pride and pride,

The cadets looked at her with pity as she raised her voice saying that she could still fight, or disapproved of victory or defeat.

Me and she know each other hasn’t given it their all yet.

But in this situation, how can you tell me, don’t you know the facts?

How could she say those words after glaring at me as if she would kill me just now?

“…All right.”

‘I knew it.’

As she said that, I could see that her fists were swollen red with blood rushing by the strong pressure like a balloon that was about to explode.

Even in the midst of that, Irene, as if she was determined to keep her own convictions, bowed toward me and said that she had recorded defeat.

“…Thank you so much. I will admit defeat.”

“I am.”

“……Then, excuse me.”

Then, as if she couldn’t hold back her resentment, Irene silently lowered her head and left.

We watched the scene with our own emotions.

Even though we talked for a very short time, the owner of an idea and way of thinking that I couldn’t understand.

But soon, I brushed off the thoughts in my head and turned my head to Grace, who was watching all of this from the corner of the arena.

Because she, too, is a problem that gives me quite a headache.

At this, Grace met my eyes and lowered her head, so I moved toward her, leaving behind the instructor’s voice announcing that all classes were over.

Like Ian’s awakening problem, the reason for my concern was that Grace’s awakening also needed an object.

In the work, her holy power responds to her will to save Ian, who was mortally wounded by Bifrons, who invaded her in the winter of her first year, and Grace becomes a saint.

However, the problem is that the description of her awakening in the original work was not done in detail.

Could it be that she has awakened from the desire to protect the person she loves?

Or is it possible with just the will to save someone who almost lost their life… .

Unlike Irene’s case, Grace had at least room to experiment.

It may not be a shy character, but this ＜Academy Demon God Subjugation＞ is a case where even the leading character suffers serious injuries.

Awakening in a simple crisis situation can be experimented with in the future.

So, there is no need to measure various angles in order to deal with things hastily, but… Only one. As much as love, you need to lay rice cakes in advance.

Don’t mess with Ian. It’s clear that this bitch is going to do something crazy, stepping into the hell of being raped forever.

There’s one thing I can’t do either.

Not only do I have no intention of playing with this bitch Grace, but Finn is… Even if he has the tremendous power of being a swordsman, he is not a main character.

It means that the role itself in the work is very small.

The main characters only hear stories about Finn being called a swordsman since he was young and active.

… As far as I know is.

In the first place, Finn was possessed before he even grew old, so there is no way to know if Finn later met Ian or Selina on the battlefield.

‘if not… Evangeline must have been somewhat familiar with that kid.’

I came up with a character that must have been a child by now, probably around 7 or 8 years old.

A girl who later travels the world with Ian Party in an ambiguous position whether she is a heroine or an extra.

One of the characters that survived the second half of the work I saw.

In other words, the experience I received from Finn was only the experience of the sword.

It is said that it is not the ability to know all the future that Finn went through.

That’s why I don’t want to be misunderstood by Lily by sticking around with Miss Grace, and I don’t want to see her jealous because of that.

What did Lily say to me in the meantime?

-… Look at this hair, isn’t it really silky? Don’t you think so too, Berry?

In the student cafeteria, he told me to touch Grace’s hair.

-I want you to be with Grace, if possible, except she’s a little naughty, she’s perfect as a woman. It’s also the same party.

He had told me to keep my line, pointing out Grace’s carelessness.

‘… Who is the real ignorant person?

In the meantime, I’m trying to tell Grace about the feelings of love and stick around here and there? Or stick around to mediate with someone?

I can’t even guess how far Lily will be ruined.

So the timing is now only. It’s the right timing, where you can lay some ground rice, and there’s no gossip, and there’s no way Lily will find out about this fact.

Turbuck.

I heard my footsteps close by, so Grace lifted her bowed head and met my gaze.

Glance.

“…Berry-sama, unexpectedly, women are more sensitive to the gaze than the knights in that respect. Even if it’s the gaze directed at a woman other than herself. What’s more, if it’s the gaze of the lover you love…”

Do you know even if I don’t say it? Grace looked at me with that expression.

Isn’t it natural human instinct for the eyes to go to things that move like this fucking, honestly?

Everyone, even if it’s not a man… Now I’m right to apologize.

It was Grace’s grateful advice to always pay attention when you’re with Lily in the future.

“…Sorry, I’ll keep that in mind.”

“You don’t have to apologize. Not a single person has ever looked at me like that… Ah.”

“yes?”

“There is only one person. The man who was looking at my eyes while facing me.”

“…”

I knew who it was even if I didn’t say anything, so I turned my throbbing head and pointed with my finger at the guy waiting for me from afar.

“You mean that bastard? Ian that bastard.”

“Yes, Ian-sama did.”

What was that bastard really doing that he was able to overcome even his instincts as a human being?

Spending my time agonizing over incomprehensible phenomena is wasteful. Didn’t Lily say that, in that time, do what only you can do?

So I put it in my mouth. Advice only I can give.

“Just in case, do you… do you have someone in mind right now?”

Turbuck. A faint sound of footsteps came from somewhere.

My eyes weren’t even behind my back, so it must be a cadet heading to the dormitory… With that in mind, I waited for her answer.

Grace momentarily widened her eyes at my question, looked at my chest area again, and showed the same calm expression as always.

“Unfortunately…not yet. I’ve always wanted to experience what love is, at least once…”

“Whoa, is that so?”

I let out a sigh of relief at her answer.

I don’t know when Grace and Ian I met, but I don’t know when and when.

If I was already infatuated with Ian, how could I have just watched Grace, who bought a one-way ticket to hell?

Still, the aftertaste is bittersweet when a child with whom one has become friends to a certain extent is unable to die and falls into hell.

That’s why I handed over a request so that our high-performance blessing shuttle could concentrate on labor until it died of overwork.

“It’s a little late now, so… can you come visit me again at the next training session? The Divinity Faculty isn’t too far from here. It’ll be over in about five minutes, so don’t worry.”

Then again, I felt Grace’s gaze directed toward my chest.

… Is this baby, pervert?

Along with the uneasiness that the holy woman might not be referring to that holy woman, I shuddered with a slight chill.

Even though it’s midsummer now.