Reincarnated Dragon Goes to the Academy!

Chapter 172 : I'll Have to Kill Them All. (3)

The surroundings, swept away by the explosion, were left empty as if nothing had been there from the beginning, and the new Saintess's Society building, built by the Resurrection Cult, had also disappeared.

Lucas walked out, cutting through the dust.

"Damn it."

The surroundings were a mess, but he couldn't even find a trace of the Demon King and Pamela. The possibility that they had been swept away by the explosion and annihilated was close to zero.

'I felt that bastard's energy until the very end.'

And before the big explosion, the Demon King's mana had fluctuated and then disappeared.

'To teleport with Pamela.'

As the unexpected variable, the Demon King, popped out and messed up his plan again, Lucas's expression crumpled into a scowl.

'I'll have to erase this son of a bitch from this land right away to feel refreshed.'

A sense of stuffiness, as if his chest were blocked, rose up. But what could he do about what he had already missed?

"Hoo."

Lucas, who had let out a sigh, teleported and disappeared.

***

"It can't be."

"That's right. There are still many priests in other places."

The people who had heard the story that the Saintess's Society, which had its base in Rieberk, had been swept away by a mysterious explosion and had disappeared in an instant, murmured.

"No, if the Resurrection Cult and even the Saintess's Society disappear like this..."

"That's why I told you. It's because they incurred the wrath of the dragon."

"But... if that's true, isn't the dragon being too harsh? Is there a need to go this far when they are healing the sick and pitiful people?"

The people nodded their heads.

"That's right."

"Right. In fact, the Saintess's Society didn't do anything bad, did it? The Resurrection Cult too."

The people, who had no way of knowing all the things they had done, began to get angry at their religion, which had disappeared in an instant.

"Is a dragon that great? It has nothing to do with us, does it! Then are the dragons going to come and heal our diseases and help the pitiful people?"

"That's right! When has a dragon ever helped us? It seems they only help monsters from time to time. And they sweep away all the precious artifacts and relics, don't they?"

The angry people began to voice their opinions one by one.

"If the dragon really did destroy the Saintess's Society, then we can't just stand by, can we!"

"Right. You know the story of how humans fought against the dragons with the priests in the old days, right? Where is the guarantee that such a thing won't happen again this time?"

The people were crossing a line they shouldn't have.

***

Lucas's expression, who had gone to see Hasel, was infinitely calm.

"Hasel."

"Lord."

"Right. You've worked hard."

Lucas, of course, knew that Hasel and Aman had used protection magic to block his magic.

"Not at all."

Hasel shook his head and smiled faintly.

"The elves have completely turned their backs, haven't they?"

Lucas said, slowly picking up his teacup.

"Yes. It's not certain that they will do so yet, but... it is true that the atmosphere is such that they will soon turn their backs completely."

"Hmm..."

Lucas's eyes, which had deeply savored the scent of the tea, curved gently.

"For two who are such polar opposites to join hands... I am naturally reflecting on myself."

The elves and the demons were races that were distant from each other due to their incompatible natures.

But since no one could stop love between different species, there were also half-breeds of demons and elves.

They say that the more different they are, the more they are attracted to each other. The half-breeds of the two very different races accounted for a considerable number, and they were still living on this land under the name of dark elves.

"Not at all. It is because we are lacking."

"No. It hasn't even been twenty years since I died, let alone a thousand years. So it is my fault."

At Lucas's firm tone, Hasel let out a small groan and kept his mouth shut.

"So it's right for me to clean up all the mess."

"...What do you mean?"

Hasel asked cautiously at the sense of anxiety that was creeping up on him.

"What do you mean, what should I do?"

Lucas, who had taken a sip of tea, opened his mouth.

"I'll have to kill them all."

"Lord!"

Hasel, who had heard those words, shouted.

"What do you mean, kill them all? Didn't you say that all the races on this land are necessary? You said so yourself, Lord. But now you're saying you'll kill them all?"

"Hasel. I don't know anymore. Whether they are all really necessary on this land. In fact, the land is small, but there are too many things they want."

"But still, no. You are thinking too excessively right now, Lord."

Perhaps because he thought that Skir had suffered misfortune due to his own fault, Lucas's actions were unrestrained. And it was not incomprehensible, as the humans had even threatened his parents.

But, that outburst was more than enough with making a mess of the imperial palace and blowing up Rieberk.

"No. I've been thinking wrong all this time. You are all walking a very difficult path because of my pathetic stubbornness and self-righteousness. It's all my fault and my mistake."

"No. It's not. So please don't think like that. What did you say when you first came to me in a human body? You said you wanted to finish your human life well."

Hasel poured out his words in frustration.

"But all the thoughts and actions you are having now, Lord, are far from that. So please don't think like that. Can't you leave the aftermath to us a little?"

But Lucas just slowly shook his head.

"No. It's my karma, so I will solve it. How good is that? Since I'm not a dragon, the arrows won't be directed at you."

Lucas got up from his seat.

"Lord."

Hasel called Lucas in a low voice.

"If you really do that, I will have no choice but to stop you, Lord."

Hasel's eyes, which had been looking down at his teacup, turned to Lucas.

"In that process, you might get hurt, Lord."

Lucas, who met Hasel's eyes, smirked.

"Whatever."

Lucas, who had turned his back, teleported and disappeared.

***

Lucas's actions, who had made up his mind about everything, were carried out without hesitation. It was also with the judgment that if he first punished the elves who had turned against him, the other races would take care of themselves, but it was still a radical action.

'It's something I have to do.'

He thought it was the last chance to make up for the mistake he had made. He didn't want Skir, Nella, and Pola and his parents to go through the same thing again.

'I'm doomed to not live a normal life.'

Lucas's wish to live peacefully had already disappeared far away, so there was no need to hesitate.

Lucas, who was standing in front of the elves' forest, took a small, deep breath.

'There's no need to hesitate.'

Now, if he blew away this forest, the next would be much easier and more comfortable.

'There's no need to hesitate.'

As Lucas gathered mana in his hand, the elves, who had sensitive senses, began to run out.

"W-what are you doing!"

An elf shouted at Lucas, who was gathering mana in his hand with a blank expression.

"Who are you to do such a thing!!!"

Even though his village was about to be blown away, he, as an elf who valued peace, just stood at a distance and shouted at Lucas.

-Pew! Pew!

Arrows began to fly towards Lucas. But the arrows, far from hitting Lucas, landed at his feet and in front of him.

"How insolent."

The elves were skilled in archery. They were a race that loved the bow so much that there was a saying that they trimmed arrowheads from birth. But for them not to hit Lucas from such a close distance meant that they were deliberately shooting to miss him.

"Please! Please don't do that!"

The elves already knew from the moment they faced Lucas. That he was an opponent they could not face.

"What sin have we committed? Why on earth are you doing this to us again!"

Since the aura emanating from Lucas was that of a complete human, he cried out even more sorrowfully. Why was he doing this to him again, why did humans hate them so much, his anger welled up.

In fact, from the moment the arrows flew and landed on the ground, the mana that had been gathering in Lucas's hand had stopped.

He had promised himself dozens of times that he would not waver, that he would not hesitate, but seeing the arrows that couldn't even attack him, all that determination turned to bubbles.

"..."

He felt like he was bullying the weak. A sense of guilt, as if he were punching a completely innocent child, washed over him.

"T-thank you. Thank you."

As the mana that had gathered in his hand scattered, an elf repeatedly bowed his head.

But the tribe members standing behind him did not let down their fighting stance, their eyes narrowed. Next to them, the summoned spirits were crouching as if ready to pounce at any moment, and the elves sitting on the high trees were still drawing their bowstrings taut.

"Are you the chieftain?"

At that, the elf who had shouted at him nodded his head. Since it was a different tribe from the elf tribe Lucas had saved before, they were strangers to each other.

He had also deliberately come to a village of strangers to steel his heart.

"That's right."

"I have understood well your love for your tribe members."

He had maintained a low posture for the sake of the tribe members who would be lost if a battle with Lucas broke out.

"Please... I don't know what we have done wrong, but please refrain from attacking."

Lucas furrowed his brow. A sense of guilt washed over him.

"I need to talk to you."

As the chieftain hesitantly approached at Lucas's words, the wariness of the tribe members standing behind him grew even stronger.

At that, the chieftain looked back and nodded his head once, as if to say it was okay.

"What did they say they would give you if you sided with the demons?"

"..."

The chieftain's expression darkened. He had thought that a high-ranking human mage had come to harm them, but since that was not the case, he could not hide his bewildered heart.

"What did they say they would give you, that you so naturally said you would side with them?"

At the calm voice of the man who had been trying to blow away his village just a moment ago, the chieftain swallowed dryly and slowly opened his mouth.

"They said they would make it so that we would not have to worry about living as slaves. They promised that we would no longer be sold here and there by human hands, or become prey for slave traders by flaunting our beautiful appearance."

The chieftain said calmly.

"Is that all?"

"And they also promised to drive out the indifferent dragons, who were hailed as our kings, from this land."

"Right. So they did."

The chieftain's eyes, who had finished speaking, met Lucas's eyes directly.

"You are the dragon's contractor."

Lucas nodded his head.

"Since you are also a human, I will not say any more."

Since it was not a good act to speak ill of humans to Lucas, who was a human, the chieftain soon closed his mouth.

"What can the dragons do to receive your forgiveness?"

The chieftain's eyes widened at the tremendous words that flowed from the human's mouth. To forgive a dragon? The strong had no need for forgiveness.

Because the dragons were those who thought that the moment they admitted their fault, the dignity of the strong would fall.

A small sneer escaped the chieftain's mouth.

"You are the dragon's contractor, yet there is something you still do not know. We, no, all the races on this land, have no authority to forgive the dragons."

"..."

He had nothing to say. After all, he, too, had never even thought of the forgiveness of other races while living as a dragon, so it was even more so.

"So what use would it be, no matter what we want? So we thought it would be better to side with the demons. As you know, there are also some among our descendants who are half-breeds of demons."

"..."

"And the demons have never harmed any race other than the dragons. Am I wrong?"

A sense of regret washed over him, as if he had been shot for confirmation.

'I shouldn't have hesitated.'

Now it had become a state where he couldn't do it even if he wanted to.

'I shouldn't have been so soft.'

All the words he had boasted to Hasel had disappeared.

'Is that why Hasel didn't come?'

Even when he had gathered his mana and was about to blow away the village, Hasel had not appeared.

A sound of air escaping came from Lucas's mouth.

"Right. You are right about everything."

Just as he was about to give up everything and turn around, he felt a presence behind him.

[End of Chapter]