novelraw Chapter 128: Dirty Demonic Species [2]
Chapter 128: Dirty Demonic Species [2]
"Still, if you ever feel unwell, come to me anytime. Don’t feel burdened."
"Yes, thank you."
"Ah, by the way, are you going to participate in the mounted spear competition?"
"I plan to."
"I see. Understood."
Aint, who was about to stand up, hesitated for a moment.
"Ah, if I may ask, Senior. That golem."
"You mean Wooden?"
"Yes. Could I know what that golem Wooden is made of? Ah, if it’s a rude question, you don’t have to answer."
"No, it’s fine. I mixed multiple adamant and mithril I bought from you."
"Thank you for telling me."
Aint left the private room.
Gardner burst into laughter, confirming that his prediction was correct.
"Yes, Gardner’s words were right."
As far as he knew, the idea of containing souls in mithril didn’t exist outside of the first Emperor.
"Perhaps he’s wanted to make an ego golem for a long time? So he did his own research."
Gardner thought that perhaps such a human had made research findings that were found through money.
Anyway, it was a positive thing that such a being was an ally for now, and that as long as demons were trying to lead the world to destruction, he would continue to not be an enemy.
"That’s true. Despite it being a demon."
Yet it wasn’t completely trustworthy. Weren’t they incompetent enough to not even notice that demonic species were hiding in the Academy?
"The more I hear, the more curious I become about what kind of person the first Emperor was."
Rather, it would be more accurate to say he was somewhat crazy.
Anyway.
Building a reputation at the Academy.
And cultivating strength.
Aint, who had arrived at the individual training room prepared for Academy students, sat cross-legged in the center.
Placing the sword on his knees.
He closed his eyes.
"Yes!"
Black demonic energy and pure white light energy intertwined, enveloping Aint.
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Crack-
The bonsai shears completely broke the trunk of the bonsai.
But the man’s hand didn’t stop.
Crack, crack. With each movement of the shears, a bonsai inevitably lost its form.
"The seventh has died. He attempted to escape but was powerless, and eventually chose suicide."
"..."
"The third hideout has been discovered by Grad Xant and the guard unit he leads."
The guard unit was an armed group directly under the Academy’s control.
Some of the professors led them, and a few assistants were also affiliated.
"It was expected."
It was expected from the moment Andromalius was vanquished without achieving his purpose, no, from the moment Andromalius was summoned.
Yet it was still not very pleasant.
Despite anticipating everything and preparing.
Even considering what to give up, like a lizard cutting off its tail.
"Aint Armian..."
The one they had tried to eliminate at all costs, even at the expense of some sacrifices and reducing their exposure, was still alive and well.
"How interesting."
He had never imagined such a result. He had never thought such a result would occur.
"Andromalius. How incompetent can a so-called demon be?"
It was laughable.
For a great demon to be defeated by just five ’students’.
Even if most of his original power was sealed due to a rushed summoning.
Even after withdrawing the demonic energy that had been spread throughout the Academy to ensure no failure and adding it to the summoning circle.
"With this incident, the entire continent will know about the activity of demons. Yet we have gained nothing."
And that wasn’t all.
"Aint Armian has that cursed sword."
The first Emperor’s sword, which hunts demons and absorbs their power.
Most of its power would have been lost over the long years, but with this incident, it would have absorbed Andromalius’s power.
Far from killing him, they had only strengthened his power.
"As planned, three bases and twelve demonic species will soon fall. But they will certainly not find any more."
"Of course not."
Except for the fact that Andromalius was more incompetent than expected, everything was in the palm of the man’s hand.
The Chancellor gathering all the Academy’s leaders, the secretly conducted searches, all of it.
They would never find more than what the man had arranged.
But that didn’t make up for the failure.
"Given the Chancellor’s personality, there’s a high possibility he will talk about the demonic species during this founding anniversary."
But he could never allow that to happen as planned.
"We will make the first move."
Divert all attention heading toward the Academy elsewhere.
"Your Excellency."
At that moment, another shadow arose.
"Speak."
"Word has come from the north."
The man’s face subtly distorted.
"That’s quick."
He opened the warehouse door with reluctant steps. Just then.
"..."
The man’s eyes sank coldly.
Ding-
The door opened.
"Today the shop is closed due to personal circumstances."
A woman with long black-blue hair that reached her waist approached slowly, step by step.
"I had placed a sign on the door, but perhaps you didn’t see it?"
"I saw it."
"Then why?"
"We’re both busy, so I won’t talk long."
A snow-white hand brushed the displayed bookshelf. Crack, the books froze in the cold air.
"Will you go easily, or will it be difficult?"
"...Sigh."
The man sighed.
"How did you know?"
"You say interesting things. There is only one reason you parasites have been able to exist until now: we haven’t been mindful of you. You filthy demonic species who sold your souls to demons."
"It seems there’s a misunderstanding."
The man smiled brightly.
"I enjoy bathing every day. So I’m very clean. Though I can’t match Professor Rosalia Wienderk, who has a cleanliness obsession."
He opened a book placed nearby. The engravings inside began to react upon meeting mana.
Crackle-
Blue lightning was discharged in a straight line.
But it was easily blocked by a pure white ice wall.
"You are also wrong."
Crack, the cold air spreading along the floor bound the man’s feet.
"I don’t have anything like a cleanliness obsession. I just can’t stand seeing dirty things."
Crack-
Dozens of ice spears pierced through the man’s entire body.
"Dirty demonic species like you."
The frozen blood droplets did not flow to the floor.