Class A (1)

Meeting room in the Iliad Academy.

This is where I mainly talk to the dean about the facilities in the academy and the opinions of students.

“Does this make sense now?”

It was full of shouts.

“Are there two students who knocked down the instructor?”

“Professor Arcdin, you are in front of the dean.”

At the other professor’s point, Akdin lowered his voice slightly.

But the anger over the test results did not subside at all.

“Hey, who are you? A kid named Adele can. You said you grabbed the sword with pure physical ability and divine power? Not even beige. How do you pierce a body like that without an instructor coming?”

Akdin’s professor frowned.

He always frowns when he expresses emotions beyond a certain level.

“By the way, Deron. What is this guy? Are you sick? I remember receiving reports of vomiting blood while climbing the stairs. How the hell did you lose to this guy?”

As he said that, he pointed to the paper on the round table.

Deron’s application for admission was written on the paper.

Overall, it was mediocre.

Except for being sick and being the eldest son of the Duke of Philasia.

“No at first. Does it make sense to put a guy who can’t even handle his own body into an academy? The Academy’s status… .”

“Large.”

Akdin’s head returned to normal.

His anger would not have stopped even if all the professors in this room had torn it up.

“Deron Phylasia. I was watching the child’s matchmaking. No, to be precise, it would be correct to say that he was watching all the children’s battles.”

He disappeared immediately with a word from the dean.

I know that there was no dean in the freshman’s place in Dalian, but the professors didn’t bother to complain.

In the beginning, the dean was an 8th-level archmage.

According to the rumors circulating in public, there are rumors that he will soon reach the 9th rank, so he must have watched the dungeon using magic.

“How did the dean see it?”

“Um, how do I explain it?”

In response to the professor’s question about Deron’s evaluation, the dean stroked his beard.

He pondered for a moment, then put two words into his mouth.

“Genius or genius.”

“yes? what is that… ?”

or a gift from heaven.

or a disaster from heaven.

The professors all looked puzzled.

Only Akdin’s expression had changed slightly strangely.

The dean slowly stood up from the round table.

There was nothing more to talk about, and sitting for long periods of time did not suit his personality.

“In many ways, this rider has a lot of interesting students.”

The dean left the conference hall with a chuckle and a laugh.

no one could stop it

**

“Have I done anything strange to a saint before?”

It was a thought that came to mind as soon as I returned home from the test.

It is clear that you have done something very, very wrong.

Otherwise, the gaze of the saint could not be so cold.

I closed my eyes and looked back in my memory, but there was no such memory.

So, that’s what I did before I got possessed.

“Anyway, there’s nothing to do with Deron’s food!”

murmured like a smirk.

What the hell did Deron help me with?

The only help that remained was not a human named Deron, but a member of the Philasia family.

The only thing this child left me was the classic traits of genius and limited time.

“ha… .”

I’ve been feeling like I’ve been breathing a lot lately.

It would be nice to smoke even one cigarette, but the luxury of cigarettes will not be allowed in this limited life.

I thought about putting alcohol in my mouth, but I was afraid that my lifespan would be worn out.

I wanted to get out of this life with the help of a saint.

He received no help, only contempt and contempt.

Besides, to add a few lines to a lot of rumors.

‘Simply class B was enough… .’

It’s class A.

you can be sure

I will definitely go to class A.

To lead this beggar-like body and fight the geniuses of Class A.

My head hurts already.

Oh, I’ve been sick all the time.

smart.

I got up from my chair at the sound of a knock on the door.

Probably Petra. He said that he would personally go and check the class assignments, so he strongly opposed them.

I couldn’t move and had to be locked up in the dormitory.

I still have 119 days to live, so I’m fine… .

oh

119 days.

Did I go crazy when I saw only two digits and then saw three digits?

He shook his head and opened the door.

As expected, Petra was standing outside.

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Judging by the bright expression on her face, it seems that she passed Class A.

“Bocchan, congratulations to Class A!”

She came in and I immediately closed the door.

Petra gently hugged me.

And patting his back was a little awkward.

If it was the original Deron, I would have pushed it away, but I am not Deron.

I’m happy to do this, but I have to accept it.

I hugged her slowly too.

It was a little embarrassing, but it wasn’t so bad that a warm energy circulated through my cold body.

For a moment, Petra slowly released her hug and fell.

There was surprise in her eyes.

The fact that Deron had accepted his hug seemed astonishing.

“Do, the master hugged me… .”

In the end, Petra even shed tears.

Why did I want to leave Oba like that with just one hug, but when I think of the time Petra was with Deron… .

‘It’s almost like childhood friends.’

When I was young, that is, when Deron did not yet recognize the word time-limited.

Petra was the person who served him, who was not feeling well even while taking the elixir.

She continued her training as an escort and served Deron.

‘But because of the deadline, Deron’s personality has become harsh.”

Far from hugging, he would have heard only anger-mixed accusations.

Then I’m probably crying because I’m not angry.

“Petra. I have a question.”

“Yes, ask anything. I will answer whatever I can.”

“That elixir. What the hell? How could you have such an elixir?”

Black Dragon, Black Dragon.

It’s a dragon’s inner end. From hundreds to thousands, even tens of thousands, even if it is small.

Considering wild ginseng, which has been hidden for 100 years, it must be an unbelievable effect.

This can be seen from the fact that you only get 200 days and traits in just a few shards.

“ah… that.”

Petra rarely hesitated.

A little while ago, I wanted to know where the momentum that asked me to ask went.

“Is this a difficult question to answer?”

stared at her

is a childhood friend Perhaps Petra thinks so.

If it was to the extent that I hesitated, it was probably that some kind of contract or a strict oath was at stake.

I didn’t want to know the source of where Petra got the Black Dragon’s inner altar until she broke her promise.

Petra nodded at my question.

“Then I won’t bother asking.”

“young master! that… .”

“Instead, promise me you’ll tell me one day.”

It’s a little strange, but it’s good to leave the answer to this question on hold.

Waiting for her to tell me her secret someday.

“… I know.”

“great. then go out now I will have to attend class from tomorrow. I need some rest.”

“Yes, take a good rest.”

After giving Petra a blessing, I threw myself into the bed.

The sound of pain comes out of nowhere.

“Ugh, it’s hard to pretend not to know.”

Outside the door, I don’t know how he got in, but there was a guy who let his life flow little by little.

I didn’t know it on purpose and didn’t listen to Petra’s answer.

“Petra might have answered.”

There’s no way Petra doesn’t know what I’ve noticed.

She hesitated to answer even though she knew there was a colleague or senior at the door.

If I had waited as it was, I might have heard of her identity.

Petra personally did not want to kill.

This is for Petra, not me.

For the sake of restraint of the duke, who would soon die due to the time limit, he constantly trained and became a knight.

By the way, if you die just by giving information.

The efforts so far seemed to be in vain.

“No.”

I like to see people’s hard work being rewarded.

That was the reason for his anger at the annihilation drift.

A development in which the group of warriors who had been rolling and working hard at the academy so far pick up and collapse.

Isn’t that an act of denying the efforts so far?

The more I thought about it, the more I got annoyed, so I had a regular chat with the writer for a while.

**

“phew… It was dangerous.”

Petra murmured as she got out of the Trea coffin and headed for the caretaker’s dormitory.

If Deron had asked her for an answer one more time, he would have said it.

“You did well.”

“It was a good time to live. I get goosebumps from behind, so it’s better. It’s just really hard to bear.”

Behind Petra, a man in a black hood appeared.

Even though he looked like an assassin, Petra was not at all embarrassed.

No, we talked naturally as if we were waiting.

“What do you think? Do you feel like you are holding up better than before?”

“Yeah, your acting is much better. Now I can give you the elixir a little more comfortably.”

“Is not it?”

Petra smiled brightly.

Then he wore the robe that the two men gave him.

It’s no longer Deron Phylasia’s maid Petra.

The empire’s leading intelligence organization.

It was time to return to Petra, Master of the Moonlight.

There was a full moon in the sky,

Petra and the man disappeared through the shadows of the moon.

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