An Angel Lives in the Academy

Episode 92: The Angel That Touches My Heart (4)

A huge black dog that croaks,

The dog was now asking the referee to save his owner.

‘What the hell is going on?’

The referee did not panic and looked at Soya slowly.

squeaky-

The cow fell asleep soundly without any movement.

Soya didn’t move even a little, even though Tintalos’ dog ran rampantly and disturbed the room, even when the door was ripped and made a loud noise.

I didn’t even think to open my eyes.

As if rejecting all reactions in the world.

‘One of the characteristics of a person who was hit by Verdel is that he does not wake up no matter what he does. Only then can the victim become lonely in the dark.’

The referee knew about Verdel.

Among the many strengths of Verdel, the greatest strength is that he insists on a solo exhibition in his mind.

A person has always had loneliness in his heart, and that loneliness revealed its true outline when alone.

Verdel was a demon who took advantage of that loneliness too well.

“Creep, save me. hurry.”

“okay.”

Tin’talos’ dog growls. The referee was quick to use Archangel’s Healing to dispel Verdel’s curse.

‘The message doesn’t appear!’

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No matter how much the power of healing was used, the message did not appear.

According to the original, ‘Healing the future warrior is an angelic thing.’ or ‘It is an angelic thing to stop the evil deeds of the Four Heavenly Kings. The same phrase should come to mind.

This phrase doesn’t come to mind.

‘It’s saying that I couldn’t heal Soya. And it means that we failed to stop the evil deeds of the Four Heavenly Kings.’

trembling hands.

Suddenly, the vibration that started from his hand began to reach the referee’s small shoulder.

‘Can’t I stop it with my own strength?’

There is a word called distrust.

The simplest word to show your lack of faith.

For angels who spread their wings in faith, it was also the most lethal language.

The referee smoothed out his trembling hands, pouring out more of his healing power.

But the messages do not come to mind.

‘Losing Soya, Soya like this… … ?’

What does soya mean to the referee?

A magical genius born with the greatest magical talent.

A future hero who will defeat the Demon King.

“no.”

Above all else, Soya was one of the referee’s best friends.

Although Soya was clumsy, she never hated it, and although she did not speak well, she was a kind-hearted child.

I could never give up.

come up with a way

‘I can’t. There is no other way. I don’t have the power to touch that heart.’

It doesn’t matter. come up with a way

‘The spirit of a wizard is hard. Even Professor Klein’s psychic magic wouldn’t be able to break through Soya’s mental protection.’

I know you don’t have faith.

It doesn’t matter.

Just somehow make up my way.

“please.”

Everything the referee knows.

Anything the referee can do.

all possibilities. by all means.

The referee raised his head and looked at the black puppy.

“Tintalos.”

“… What?”

“Swallow me in one bite.”

Simultaneously with those words, the referee put on the santhus on his right hand.

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“Now I know. Are you the dark side of Soya? The feelings of betrayal, loneliness, and loneliness that Soya has built up toward the world.”

Why was the future Tintalos so powerful?

Thinking about it, I found the answer.

It was because the existence of origin was that powerful.

‘If you think about it, it makes sense. Tintalos appeared after Soya was murdered, and Soya was the only owner of this powerful dark magic.’

So, the referee only now realized that Tintalos was Soya’s shadow.

Tintalos is the realization of the darkness deep in Soya’s heart, so… … .

“So, deep inside your intestines, you are in touch with Soya’s heart. right?”

“… Do you want to die?”

Tin’talos’ words were not intimidating.

I was just stating an honest truth.

Whatever the origin of Tintalus, Tintalus was a monster from the dark realm. It was also a black hole itself that had never spit out what it had eaten.

Of course, the referee was well aware of this fact.

The boy opened his mouth.

“I don’t want to die.”

The referee closed his eyes and clasped his hands as if praying.

“I want to live with Soya.”

“then.”

A hideous and gigantic black dog opens its vicious mouth incredibly wide. Its mouth, which opened with a shudder, was full of pointed teeth.

And the size of a little angel, enough to swallow in one bite.

“Catch it, eat it!”

Those were the last words the referee heard.

* * *

There was darkness. Not the darkness that proves the absence of light, but the darkness that proves the absence of an empty space that is too full.

But even in the darkness, the referee could perceive something.

＜It is an angelic thing to sacrifice yourself for a future hero!>

＜You have acquired a large amount of angelic power.>

＜It is an angelic thing to sacrifice yourself for a future hero!>

＜You have acquired a large amount of angelic power.>

Even in this endless darkness, the karma of the line that burns like a flame.

‘As expected.’

The referee smiled as he read the faintly visible message.

‘No matter how much Tintalos touches Soya’s heart, jumping into that monster’s jaw is incredibly dangerous.’

Since it was an incredibly dangerous job, of course a lot of angelic power would come in.

‘And the angelic power is a great power called karma. Compared to any other power, angelic power has the upper hand.’

mana? physics? imaginary ability?

It was incomparable to karma, which all set the direction of the world.

Thus, the referee was able to uncover even the dark abyss of this monster, even a small hell of a girl’s betrayal and despair.

“To illuminate this world.”

The referee reached out towards that end.

“The light of Kwon Angel.”

The angelic light spread far and wide beyond the darkness. Like a ray of light leaking from among the cumulonimbus clouds, the flash is somewhere.

Something was sacred.

‘You have to find Soya’s heart. The place where Soya and Verdel will be fighting, the most important place of Soya’s soul.’

The referee looked at Santos taking up his right hand, and once again put his hands together and changed into a posture of praying.

Angel Kwon’s light illuminates the world.

This light was like a beam with direction to the extent that it was originally called an angelic death beam.

Concentrated on one point, it burned the area it touched, and if there was anything evil in the middle, it was purified.

“The light that illuminates the world, the dog.”

But if you adjust to the top.

“Morning sun.”

could be used in this way.

Dividing the concentrated light in all directions, illuminating the surrounding areas as brightly as the sun.

In this way, the light that illuminates the world loses its lethality and its ability to purify evil also decreases.

In fairness, this light could be distributed in all directions.

As if a flare had gone off in the sky, the speed of Tintalos’ darkness was lit up brightly.

And just as the first thing a flare does is search for a target in the dark, the morning sun burns in the dark to find what the referee wants.

What the referee wants is the entrance to Soya’s heart.

The referee looked around quickly.

‘I’m sure there will be. Tintalos was created because of Soya’s loneliness and pain. There must be a connection between Soya’s heart and the back door.’

obviously there will be

clearly.

And the referee could find it.

“This.”

A familiar wooden door.

The referee knew this wooden door.

“That wooden door, isn’t it the door of our church?”

Why was this huge wooden door used as the back door of Tintalos? Did the cathedral mean that much to Soya?

‘If Tintalos is the door that connects his darkness, his heart, then that wooden door.’

Soya had escaped from the darkness that was targeting her through that wooden door.

Soya thought so.

“Soya, you, our church as a refuge.”

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No matter how ignorant the referee was, he could understand what this meant.

“Don’t lose.”

The referee mumbled a word as if swearing, and ran into that bright wooden door.

“I won’t lose.”

* * *

“Winning… … .”

Soya immediately calculated the current situation.

The attack of the highest level monsters.

The enemy is presumed to have mastered the psyche.

“It’s also bad for brain science.”

In fact, it is.

The brain is an organ that can be easily destroyed, but it is very difficult to restore it. Besides, the brain was the most difficult part to access pathologically, except for physical means.

‘If the brain received the medicine well, it would be enough to treat dementia with medicine.’

The brain and mind are the most important parts of the body to be protected.

But how did you penetrate through all those shields at once and enter yourself?

“huh.”

Soya couldn’t help but feel a clear hostility towards herself. And then he laughed.

“It doesn’t matter though. The hostility of people I have always felt has only increased by one more.”

and said frankly.

“Can you come and give in to the past?”

“… what willpower then.”

A voice came from afar, as if it were hitting my ear.

“Let’s begin your third hell.”

Soya barely concealed her fright and watched what unfolded. Third Hell? The first has already happened and so is the second.

“… Give it a try.”

Soya held her posture and looked at what was to come.

And the girl, who saw the approaching existence, didn’t say anything and just blurted out the end of her words.

“Lee, referee?”

“Soya, what are you doing?”

“What are you doing here?”

This place was in his own mind, there was no way the referee was in this mind.

‘Hey, you don’t even dry your hair today, you keep ignoring me… … .’

Soya was filled with sadness, but the referee decided that she couldn’t be here.

I couldn’t help but turn my eyes to the referee in my heart.

“… This is a dream. It’s called the filthy illusion of a dreamer.”

“Soya, are you saying something strange again? nightmare?”

The referee smiled as if he couldn’t help it. and stretched out his hand.

“Not really a kid.”

“… … .”

The boy’s bright smile, his gently reaching out hand.

Knowing that this is all an illusion, why do you naturally stretch out your hand towards that hand?

‘I didn’t fall for temptation. This is just… … .’

This was just stupid.

An idiot I never got from my family.

The foolishness of the girl that the referee always accepted.

‘I’m not delusional. just… Because it’s really hard to recognize that it’s a dream in a dream… It seems so real… nightmare… … .’

That was true.

If it wasn’t for Soya’s genius intelligence, Soya would have already believed this to be a reality.

But Soya did not last long.

“Reference. How did you come here?”

“Is that important?”

However, the referee’s voice quickly became cold, and he slapped Soya’s hand harshly.

“Ttt, as expected, talent alone is not enough.”

“… What?”

The referee looked at Soya with cold eyes, and opened his mouth naturally.

“I just helped. I’d rather have supported kids like Marina Wall more. By paying attention to such useless things.”

“Lee, referee.”

It’s a fantasy. However.

Some parts were true.

“I always ride a lot, and I don’t even know how to thank you. At the same time, his jealousy is so filthy that he tickles other co-workers every day.”

“No, the referee doesn’t say that!”

The referee said, stroking Soya’s hair with an evil smile.

“I’m the shortest among my friends and have a very poor style, so what the hell did you think you could do to take a seat next to me?”

“What does it mean to give up your castle in the first place? Are you bragging about not having parents?”

“Thanks to you, I have made many enemies in the magic family. Not to mention the other mage professors. I’m tired of them arguing… Can you please leave the church?”

A dream is a reflection of reality, and it is very rare to recognize a dream as a dream.

“not. Let’s break school.”

Soya shed tears at the boy’s cruel words.