An Angel Lives in the Academy

Chapter 95

Episode 95: The Angel That Touches Your Heart (7)

Your most feared being, the end of the world you never imagined. A very dark truth you didn’t want to know.

To the extent that all of this can be realized, Verdel’s Nightmare knows no bounds.

‘But there is no right answer.’

A dream is just a dream, it cannot become reality.

‘The answer we want is not here.’

Soya wiped away her tears and reached out toward the crying referee.

“The referee.”

“… Cow, cow.”

A referee who has consumed all of his angelic power.

Just as mana was like air to magic users, angelic power was essential for survival.

What would a person be without air?

He craves for air with all his might, and eventually dies because the substance he longed for does not exist.

So was the referee.

As anyone can see, the boy’s condition was not very good.

It just makes a saek- sa-ak- sound and is just being held in Soya’s arms.

“The referee… … .”

Soya was aware that it was because of her that the referee looked like this.

Soya’s lips are about to burst into tears again.

But the little witch held back her tears and hugged the referee tenderly.

“The shameful things I said earlier cannot be called lies. No matter how great a warlock I am, I have a weakness in my heart.”

Soya spread her shoulders as if confidently.

“Still, I believe.”

Soya looked at the shattering nightmare, and reached out towards it once again.

“If we continue to live… I’m sure you’ll get the answers you want to hear.”

one by one.

The beasts form quickly but accurately.

What if it’s such a terrifying nightmare? What would you do with the self-denial created by the Queen of Dreams? That’s right, a nightmare that a demon like Verdel can create.

It’s so full of darkness.

Warlocks are more accustomed to darkness than any other attribute wizards. Some are true heroes who look into the darkness to behold and give their sight into the eternal abyss, and others who lose their voice by shouting out the cursed incantation to cry out.

Yes, Soya was the girl who would become the best warlock.

A dream made of darkness, an evil nightmare, was completely destroyed by Soya’s will.

A great evil that destroyed many heroes and spread despair and fear in society.

A demon who survived to the end because even the referee who remembered the war of destruction couldn’t find a way to attack it, and even the academy professors couldn’t defeat it.

Such demonic self-denial was being attacked by only one girl.

Soya was not the girl who would become the best warlock.

She was a girl who would become the best wizard.

The referee looked at the world that was gradually getting brighter and pondered what Soya had said.

‘I believe. Soya said she believed.’

Faith, it was a very unfamiliar word to the boy.

The mind filled with the angelic power was empty, and sad thoughts filled the referee’s head. As the breath became increasingly short due to the lack of angelic power, the referee shrugged and bowed his head.

‘A high-class apartment just like that, delicious food like that, honors. To live peacefully without being trampled upon by those in power. That’s not why we fight.’

But he didn’t close his eyes.

Even if you don’t believe in this world, if you have someone to believe in the world for you.

If there are people in the world who have hope.

‘I will protect the warrior. I will fulfill my mission.’

The referee could keep fighting.

＜Rescuing a future champion from a nightmare is truly an angel’s work!>

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

＜It is truly an angelic thing to capture the nightmares of so many people!>

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

* * *

So the boy and the girl woke up.

“The referee… … .”

“Soya… … .”

Two children looking at each other immediately after rubbing their eyes.

Soya said to the fact that they were lying in bed like this, or to be precise, that Soya fell asleep while clinging to the referee like a monkey hanging from a tree. With the same sound, the referee was pushed with a pillow, and the referee was pushed aside.

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No, it had to be pushed out.

In fact, the referee is now on the verge of death.

Even if the angelic power was urgently supplied by the previous good deeds, more angelic power was needed to return to the original state.

But Soya doesn’t know that.

As if nothing happened, Soya made a hum-hmm- sound and then wrapped herself in a blanket again.

“Well, I don’t know where the damn dreamer went, but as long as the nightmare in his territory is broken, he won’t be okay.”

It was the right decision.

Verdel was a spiritual being without substance, so what can be said to be her body.

‘Perhaps the nightmare itself called the Mon-Ya-fantasy story is the body of Verdel.’

so… The nightmare Soya broke earlier could be called Verdel’s body.

“Our goddamn magicians who were possessed by the Mongma have also returned to normal. It seems that any civilians will soon return to normal. The nightmare is over. Now go to the Fallen Saint… … .”

Soya said.

Hearing that, the referee’s eyes lit up.

‘A Fallen Lady? A corrupt woman to the professor?’

There was no angel power right now, so the referee had to farm the angel power by any means possible.

“Soya! What is your habit of talking about?”

The referee pointed out to Soya, pretending to be as strict as possible, with eyes that didn’t look harsh at all. His voice was weak due to lack of angelic power, so it was not threatening at all.

If it was Soya, a proud girl, of course, she would have ignored it.

But.

“… Umm, let’s meet Professor Rebecca as soon as the sun rises tomorrow. Professor Rebecca’s divine power will be able to wipe away all the traces of the ghosts that remain in us.”

“The horse is beautiful. good.”

＜It is angelic to correct the actions of future champions!>

＜You have acquired angelic power.>

Saddamsedam- Soya bowed her head in embarrassment and shouted.

“My, am I a child?!”

“why? still baby Our cute cow!”

The continuous bitterness-

＜It is an angelic thing to accept the foolishness of the future hero!>

＜You have acquired angelic power.>

Every move was like an angel, a referee.

Truly a professional angel farmer.

Farming angel referee.

“Ugh, stop it. This feeling is all because of the dream… That’s right, that’s a reasonable guess.”

After Soya finished saying those words, she muttered to herself.

“still… Now that the dream is gone, it’s almost over, isn’t it?”

A little bit of Soya’s cute cheeks.

However, the referee could not agree with Soya’s words.

“No, Soya. It’s not over yet.”

“what?”

“This dream is still alive.”

Yes. In the dream, Verdel could not tell the difference between the referee and the referee, so he only dragged the referee. Verdel was still alive.

Although, to be precise, in Lepriel’s dream.

“As you said, the realm of this dream is broken. This dream is different from other dreams. It’s not something that disappears so easily. Because she is the King of the Four Heavenly Demons and the Queen of Dreams.”

“What? Four Heavenly Kings? Ma, the Demon King?”

Where did the black magic princess who had been bravely shouting at the monster before, she was Soya, who had become wrinkled while carefully draped in a blanket.

“… I see It’s just that, the Four Heavenly Kings of the Demon King’s Army. It’s not at all scary.”

Soya looked around, saying, “I’m not scared at all.”

Seeing this, the referee took out a black Bible from his pocket.

“… Referee?”

“Then, shall we start exorcism?”

And the referee held on to the Bible and offered a prayer.

“Morned in the name of the gods, this sword is without sin.”

When the prayer was finished, Soya’s room was engulfed in a divine light, and the referee was suddenly holding a fine sword of heresy.

A sword stolen from the Master of the Order.

A sword that has been recognized as flawless by the sky. Therefore, a sword that can judge heresy fairly. The referee was holding the sword.

“The referee? What are you going to do?”

He made the tip of that dark blade point towards his stomach.

‘Now Verdel is in my mind. What is in my heart is a part of me.’

Verdel was a sin itself.

An angel who harbors iniquity.

According to the common sense of the referee, it is subject to heresy judgment.

The referee could judge himself.

‘The sword of heresy judgment is a sword that cuts through the divine power. Holy power is a power that has no substance more than Verdel. Of course, Verdel could be cut down. then… You have to sacrifice for that.’

The referee thought about what was going to happen to him in the future.

Sword of Heresy Judgment Sword that cuts heresy, cuts through the divine power of a fallen person, inflicting great damage to his soul and abilities.

The referee will be seriously injured.

Surely.

However, it was clear that the corruption itself, Verdel, would suffer more damage than the referee.

then.

‘But this… Verdel, which has no substance, is the only way to attack.’

The referee decided.

Then, in my heart, I heard the familiar voice of the archangel.

‘Fulfill your mission.’

Lepriel had already closed her eyes.

Lepriel didn’t seem to be able to stop it at all.

then.

The referee remembered the first time he met the angel.

“Soya.”

“… why?”

“Are you going to eat well without me? Aren’t you going to wake up late in the morning?”

“Ah, why are you suddenly saying that… … .”

Soya blurted out her words.

However, the referee didn’t wait for Soya’s answer, and, frankly, with a little hesitation, he thrust the sword of the heresy judge deep into his stomach.

“The referee!”

“… are you okay. I did not cut the black man of heresy.”

“know! But the sword of heresy only cuts the divine power! So you, the divine power user… … .”

Cool-Look, the referee bleed.

The black referee was not cut.

I just stabbed the essential part of the referee.

“sick.”

“Ahh… ah! I’ll bring Hexy. Joe, wait a minute. quickly i… … .”

“No, Soya, don’t leave me.”

But the boy had no choice but to do this.

You must complete Verdel now.

This moment is right now, an opportunity that will never come back again. It’s like an extreme coincidence miracle where all the planets line up in parallel.

To catch this miracle.

“Uhhh. Oh, why the hell are you doing this… … .”

“I have a dream in my mind right now. The fact that the dream is in your heart… It’s very close to heresy.”

The referee felt pain.

To feel pain means that the sword has begun a heresy judgment, and it also means that the referee’s divine power (angel power) is burned little by little, and the Berdel, the core of this heresy, is burned.

“It deserves a heresy judgement.”

However, the point is that the referee’s angelic power was too low, and the angelic power burned by the sword of heresy was quite high.

Before Verdel was burned, the referee could be ashes.

Verdel, who knew this, cried out in pain, burning by the heresy judgment.

＜Angel! stop! You don’t want to die with me?!>

The referee did not answer.

just enduring the pain.

just smile

＜If you die, all the angels who will protect this world will disappear. Let’s just catch a dreamer like me… … .>

The referee ignored the struggle.

Then the voice got a little louder.

It even sounded like a plea.