Reincarnated Dragon Goes to the Academy!

Chapter 156 : The Interrupter.

[It's been a while.]

Taras smiled faintly at Lucas, but the angels standing by his side did not.

[Lord Taras. You must punish that human immediately.]

The angel standing by Taras's side said. But the angel had no choice but to immediately shut his mouth and retreat at Taras's sharp gaze.

"Right. It's been a while."

Lucas smiled faintly.

[You've sent away my precious angel. I was quite fond of him.]

Taras clicked his tongue as he looked at the charred remains.

[You keep getting rid of the things I cherish, don't you?]

And then he smiled faintly at Lucas again.

"I didn't want to either. Your lackeys just keep bothering me."

Lucas smiled faintly again.

[Right. Who should I blame for this?]

"When you blame an incompetent subordinate, you usually curse their master."

Although they were looking at each other with smiles, a strange tension flowed between them, and the two angels standing by Taras's side were ready to draw their weapons at any moment.

[Right. That's usually the case. Still, it's a relief.]

"?"

[If it had been a high-ranking angel, I would have been really sad. Fortunately, it was a mid-ranking angel.]

Lucas was momentarily shocked at Taras's words.

'That was a mid-ranking one? Not a high-ranking one?'

He had been certain it was a high-ranking one, as it had pushed him, who had a power close to that of a dragon.

But to think it was a mid-ranking angel.

[You keep bothering my kids, so I have to come like this.]

At that, Lucas kicked the charred ashes with his foot and said.

"He came first."

At that, the angels' bodies leaned forward, ready to attack Lucas at any moment.

[Keok!]

But at a single gesture from Taras, the two angels were thrown far away, coughing violently.

[Right. You're right. An incompetent subordinate is the master's fault.]

And then he looked at Lucas and smiled as if nothing had happened.

"Then how about you get lost now."

[You seem to be planning to chase my kids. It would be better not to.]

As Taras snapped his fingers, all the marks Lucas had placed on the demons disappeared.

"Damn it."

If this happened, letting them go would have been in vain.

[Your mouth is foul. I like that about you.]

"If you're done interrupting, go. And can't a god just stay in the divine realm? No matter how much you want to occupy this land, isn't this a bit too much?"

He couldn't understand why a being who was a god kept coming down to the surface and interfering with his work.

At this point, shouldn't he just wipe out the dragons and bring in the demons?

[Is it a little too much? But it can't be helped. My kids have a plan they've worked hard on, and I couldn't just stand by and watch it fail because of you.]

"Then shouldn't you just wipe out all the dragons right now? I think that would be more comfortable for me too."

Lucas furrowed his brow.

[I'd like to do that too.]

"Then just do it. It's so annoying."

[Hahaha. How nice it would be if it were as easy as it sounds. There are some internal circumstances on this side, you see.]

Internal circumstances. That surely meant that there were those among the gods who were interfering with Taras. One of them would be Amore.

As the meaning was roughly sorted out, Lucas turned his body as if he had no more business.

"Because of you, all my plans for today have been ruined. If you want to protect your precious race, either keep them out of my sight. Or don't you step forward."

[I was in a hurry too. And the angel you got rid of wasn't sent by me. He was quite fond of the demons. So he must have come down himself after watching the situation.]

Those words meant that if he hadn't killed the angel, Taras would not have come himself. But he had no regrets about getting rid of the angel.

'You insolent bastard.'

[Ah, and you were using an interesting power. Where did you get that?]

Taras pointed to the ring on Lucas's finger.

"I found it."

With those words, Lucas, who had turned around, teleported.

***

Having failed to chase the demons due to Taras's appearance, Lucas was filled with irritation.

'A being who is a god just comes down whenever he wants.'

He was relieved to have gotten rid of Taras's angel, but he was disappointed about the demons he had missed today.

'They won't come at me again...'

Since they had returned alive, they would surely have realized Lucas's power.

So even if he happened to encounter a demon by chance, he had a feeling that it would be difficult to encounter key figures like today.

"Damn it."

No matter how much he thought about it, he was annoyed. His magic, which had been scattered so futilely by a single snap of Taras's fingers.

And the battle he had struggled with today was with a mid-ranking angel, not a high-ranking one.

That meant that if two or more high-ranking angels came at him next time, he might not have a chance of winning.

And if he hadn't used the power of the artifact Turkam had given him in reverse, a result like today might not have come out.

Gods and angels were beings with a strong holy attribute. Therefore, the demonic energy used by the demons was fatal to them, and Lucas, knowing that, had used that power in reverse to deal with the angel.

"Hah..."

A sigh escaped him at the opponent who was stronger than he had thought.

From now on, even stronger opponents would pour in. No matter how much the dragons were the strongest creatures on the surface, it was still unknown whether they could handle all of them.

A mid-ranking angel had come down to hide the demons' base, and when that mid-ranking angel died, the demon god himself had descended.

They were very serious right now.

"Isn't this too unfair?"

The demons literally had the demon god on their back. They had such a strong backer, but the dragons still didn't even have a backer of that level.

"The dragons are the problem."

Even if someone became a strong backer, it was actually a worry.

In the case of a high-ranking god like Amore, they would also bow their heads, but if a mid-ranking or low-ranking god came and said they would help them, there would surely be those who would snort.

If that happened, the gods with strong pride would not stand still either...

"Then it would all be for nothing."

The big and small problems he had experienced during his time as the Dragon Lord flashed through his mind.

"Hoo..."

And Taras's attitude towards him was also always suspicious. To have such an attitude even after he had killed an angel?

'There must be something about me...'

He still couldn't figure out what on earth it was. No matter how vacant the position of the main god was...

"No, that's not it."

Lucas, who had been thinking about something, shook his head as if it were absurd.

***

"Is that the place?"

"Yes. That's right."

Stun and Eddie, who had arrived in Rieberk, arrived in front of the mansion where Pamela was said to be.

The place was already crowded with people who had heard the rumors and had come to see.

"There are a lot of people."

"Yes. It seems they are people who have flocked here after hearing the rumors about Pamela-nim's ability."

Her ability to heal any disease. It was only natural for people who had heard this to flock here.

"Hmm..."

Stun, who had looked around them, pondered for a moment.

'If I take that woman out of here now...'

It would probably incur the wrath of the people of Rieberk.

'And there's no guarantee she'll follow willingly.'

Pamela had practically run away from the Resurrection Cult.

But since she was receiving a noble title and lavish treatment here, there was a high probability that she would not willingly follow for the sake of the Resurrection Cult.

'Did he say there was a man?'

And the problem became more complicated as there was even a man protecting her.

"Stun Fierente-nim?"

"Ah. I was just thinking for a moment."

"It seems we have to wait over there to meet Pamela-nim."

Eddie pointed to the end of the line.

"No. We are going back today."

Stun shook his head.

"Pardon?"

"And our Resurrection Cult will be reborn here. Contact the scattered priests. Tell them all to gather in Rieberk."

***

Pamela was spending happier days than ever before.

"Please rest. You even skipped lunch."

Liwol caressed Pamela's face with a worried expression.

"I'm fine. There are so many sick people today."

"You're really too kind. What would I do if something happened to you?"

As Liwol turned his head with a sullen expression, Pamela smiled faintly and caressed his cheek.

"Don't worry. I'm really fine."

"But you have to eat. You promised, right?"

As love and worry dripped from their conversation, even the faces of the surrounding servants turned red.

Pamela could not forget Liwol's expression on the first day they came to this mansion. He had smiled and been so happy like a child that Pamela, who was watching, was proud.

Liwol, who had repeatedly asked if it was really okay to live in such a big house, and Pamela, who had nodded her head in response. The two of them had been as happy as if they had the whole world that day.

Her ability, which she had hated so much, made Liwol smile and be happy.

'I will never lose it.'

Liwol was a person who was experiencing so many things for the first time. The warm and fragrant bathwater was a first, and the clothes made of well-woven, soft silk were also a first.

Pamela, at least, had experienced these things from time to time as a high-ranking priestess of the Resurrection Cult, so she accepted them with a certain degree of familiarity, but Liwol was delighted like a child every time he received and used the good things he was experiencing for the first time.

"Ah, Pamela. Did you hear the news this time?"

"What news?"

"A large merchant guild is coming from the continent. The Gold Nine merchant guild."

The Gold Nine merchant guild. It was a merchant guild that Pamela also knew.

"Really?"

At that, Liwol nodded his head and smiled brightly. A large merchant guild was coming. That meant that good things were coming in.

"Shall we go and see together?"

"Really?"

At that, Liwol smiled brightly and held Pamela's hand tightly.

"Of course. I want to do anything for you."

Pamela, who took his hand, smiled faintly.

She wanted to do anything he wanted.

The man she had first fallen in love with and the man she would last fall in love with. My too-innocent and kind Liwol Beon.

Affection dripped from Pamela's eyes as she looked at him.

"I only need you. Let's just go and see."

Liwol was always like that. No matter what good thing he was given, he would say it was fine as long as he had her.

Pamela believed those words.

'Because he said he would come looking for me wherever I was. He came to an uninhabited island for me, and he said it was okay to live in hiding, so he wanted to be with me.'

Because he was a man who had loved her unconditionally when she had nothing until just a while ago.

"I only need you too."

Liwol raised Pamela's clasped hand and kissed it.

"Pamela-nim."

Just then, at the servant's call, Pamela reluctantly let go of Liwol's hand.

"Yes. I'm going."

The thing she had to do to protect all of this.

Looking out the window, she saw a crowd of people who had been camped out since early in the morning, waiting for her.

The number was greater than yesterday, and greater than the day before yesterday, but Pamela squared her shoulders and went out the door.

"Pamela-nim!!!"

At that, a torrent of cheers poured out from the people.

"Pamela-nim has come out!"

"Our saintess!"

The people cheering and shouting Pamela's name.

Pamela's gaze, as she looked down at them, briefly overlapped with someone else's.

As Pamela raised one hand, the people's cheers stopped abruptly.

"I know your pain."

"Ooh... Saintess-nim..."

The people groaned at Pamela's calm voice.

"Give me your pain today."

As Pamela spread her hands wide towards the sky, a pure white light poured down like powder.

[End of Chapter]