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212th Episode: Abnormal Party (1)

Sounds of explosions and deafening noise echoed throughout the village.

The cheers of the beastmen running rampant could be heard.

What was once a festive atmosphere in Aligieri Town had suddenly turned into the center of a rebellion.

“Everyone this way!”

“Hurry up!”

The faculty were in a frenzy, trying to evacuate the townspeople while also blocking the beastmen.

Some skilled students were also helping to stop this situation.

From the student council led by Kent Egist, powerful members from Class A were facing off against the beastmen.

But the numbers were too overwhelming for them to manage.

“Those uniforms are repulsive. Ever since the elder went missing, it’s become nauseating.”

Terrace Endless, the head of the Bloodymir School, said as he blasted away the students trying to guide the evacuation with wind magic.

“Your demise was already sealed the moment you assassinated our benefactor, Elder Enviel.”

A man following Terrace, smiling at the ongoing tragedy, was none other than Cross Blackfire, the vice head of the faction.

They still viewed Aligieri as the enemy of Elder Enviel.

While it felt good to disrupt their grand festival, it didn’t sit perfectly with them.

“But, head of the school, is this really okay?”

“What do you mean?”

Boom!—

Cross fired a mana projectile, collapsing a building.

He continued, emphasizing the carnage.

“Certainly, by demolishing the town like this, we can inflict damage on them. For those of us who dislike Aligieri, it would be beneficial, but for others, they’ll be seen as victims.”

The fact that the magical banquet attended by the Emperor was being ruined was clearly a significant blow to their reputation.

However, since the damage stemmed primarily from external influences, it may be difficult to assign blame entirely.

Political attacks were more needed than these physical assaults.

“Don’t worry. This is still something the Emperor commanded.”

“But the assassination of Master White Tower failed. Isn’t attacking those beastmen and elves now a pointless invasion?”

The failure of the assassination of Master White Tower meant Plan A had fallen through.

Thus, the Emperor communicated another plan through telepathy.

“We need to find the Demon King.”

“Excuse me?”

“He undoubtedly exists somewhere in Aligieri. The host of the Demon King.”

For some reason, the Emperor was adamant that the Demon King was here.

It was said to be a young girl who inherited the blood of a Great Mage.

“So, the host is a student of Aligieri?”

“If she’s of the Great Mage’s bloodline, that’s a solid argument. My guess is it’s likely the daughter of Master White Tower.”

“A daughter of Master White Tower…!”

Mary Ryudshiel.

A girl endowed with natural talent equal to that of a Great Mage at an extraordinarily young age.

Her abilities surpassed human limits and astounded the world.

“There’s indeed a strong likelihood.”

If the host were correct… somehow, it made sense that she would have exceptional talent.

Moreover, Master White Tower had battled with the Demon King thirty years ago.

Could this really be a coincidence?

“To awaken the sleeping nature of the Demon King, we shall destroy everything in sight.”

The awakened Demon King would be clad in Aligieri’s school uniform.

If so, it would be easier to incite them favorably.

Besides, Dantia was known to have allied with the Evil God in the past.

If the girl were to rampage as the Demon King, then it would be simple to paint Aligieri as a group that protected the demon.

Boom!—

Bang!—

The two mages indiscriminately unleashed spells all over to provoke that girl named Mary.

It was to instill the idea that if she didn’t come out quickly, everyone would die.

—Beep beep beep…

“Ugh, what’s that?”

Boom!—

The indiscriminate barrage of spells struck a golem.

It was a strangely shaped giant golem. Upon closer inspection, it resembled a playground made entirely of golems.

“Should we destroy that too?”

“Mary Ryudshiel is rumored to be a child both in body and mind. Let’s destroy anything that seems like her playground.”

Crash!—

Bang!—

They wrecked the places filled with memories indiscriminately.

How much of it needed to be destroyed, they didn’t know, but anything was fair game if it meant awakening the Demon King.

The citizens were intimately familiar with the terror of the Demon King.

Thirty years ago, the Demon King, who brought forth a plague, nearly led the Empire to ruin.

“Even the Four Saints of the Holy Cross Sect were brought down by the Demon King.”

The wrath of the Empire’s people towards the Demon King.

Emperor Kamain, who healed the wounds left by the Demon King in the Empire.

Given the circumstances, the Emperor surely couldn’t help but detest the Demon King as well, which could lead to a significant impact.

This was the reason the Emperor needed to scorn Aligieri.

“The human heart is like a bottle of liquor on the edge of a cliff.”

A slight push allows it to succumb to gravity and fall.

A mere touch of hatred could ignite a complete loss of reason.

Once that moment gathered strength in mass, it would surge in unstoppable waves.

That was just how foolish humans with feelings could be.

“Hey, you bastards!!”

At that moment, someone shouted out towards them.

A student in a school uniform from Aligieri boldly called out to them without fear.

“What’s that?”

“Who knows.”

The student looked rather disheveled.

The boy atop the massive golem was glaring at them with fire in his eyes.

“How dare you bombard my sacred playground?”

“Huh?”

“Who the hell are you… who are you to defile the fruit of my love!!”

It was a scream bordering on hysteria.

Terrace and Cross, who had been so confident, were momentarily stunned.

“Is this guy insane?”

“Hmph! Just some pathetic fool.”

Terrace sneered at the boy, flashing a grim smile.

“By the looks of it, he seems like a brat who just plays around with junk in his room. Not worth our time.”

Even if they attacked, it would be a fool’s errand.

Just as they decided to continue on their way, a girl suddenly blocked their path.

“And you are…!”

“Isn’t what you guys are saying too harsh?”

“What?”

A tiny girl with no familiar features stood boldly in their way.

“Apologize right now!”

A naughty little brat was like a fool’s errand.

They fired the same magic projectile at the girl.

Boom!—

“Ahhh!”

The girl was swept away by the explosion and fainted.

But surprisingly, she neither dodged nor ran away when the projectile was launched.

Her bravery was far beyond normal.

“Amy!!!”

In that moment, the boy screamed.

But yelling would only cause him ear pain, so he tried to ignore it…

Kugugugugu!—

Suddenly, the ground shook.

“W-what’s happening?”

“Is it magic?”

He could not feel any precise mana.

Then, from underneath the ground, there emerged a gigantic steel arm.

It was not an earthquake spell but merely a golem hidden underground that had begun to move.

“How could such a golem…”

It was a golem towering about twenty floors high.

It was ridiculously gigantic. A student capable of controlling such a golem existed in this academy.

The golem safely protected the girl and placed her on its upper section.

“That guy…! I think I know who it is!”

“What do you mean?”

“It’s the successor of the Dreadnote family, known as the creator of golem magic!”

Baimon Dreadnote.

Anything he touched with metal would become his ally.

Provoking him would turn all nearby metal into enemies.

“That shabby-looking hermit?”

They had never seen his face, but with such tremendous abilities, it seemed confirmed.

Baimon sat in what appeared to be the control room on the golem’s head, looking down at the two.

“How dare you… how dare you harm my love!!!”

Boom!—

The golem swung its fist rapidly.

With reflexes that belied its massive size, the heads of both factions were struck with horror.

“How can it have that much power?”

“The mana consumption must be insane.”

At that moment, mages under their command appeared and unleashed magic at the gigantic golem.

But all of it was blocked by a hidden barrier surrounding the golem.

The golem swung its enormous arm once again, sweeping away all the mages.

“Ughhh!”

The mages of the faction were sent flying like autumn leaves.

“I will protect my love!!!”

Baimon, sitting in the cockpit, roared with crazed fury.

Even right now, they had no idea what that meant.

Then Baimon glared down at them with ferocious eyes.

“You bastards daring to…!!”

He ground his teeth, revealing overwhelming rage and hatred.

The sight of blood pooling from his eyes made Terrace and Cross shudder even more.

And then a barrage of punches from the golem followed.

“DieDieDieDieDieDieDieDieDieDieDieDieDieDieDieDieDieDieDieDieDieDieDieDieDieDie!”

Bangbangbangbangbangbangbang!—

The colossal fist struck the ground at an invisible speed.

With each hit, the earth trembled and the ground caved in.

The two could do nothing but form defensive magic to block it.

“Wreeeeeeee!!!

The sheer determination was astounding.

Calling him a hermit just moments ago made them feel embarrassed.

Baimon was bleeding from his eyes, nose, and mouth.

This massive golem was wielding unbelievable power, but the mana consumption was excessive.

Yet Baimon continued attacking, even as he sacrificed his own vitality.

“Get crushed!!!”

Now the golem jumped high into the sky, preparing to kick.

Taking a direct hit would mean even a faction head would be left in ruins.

To defend entirely, they enhanced their magically formed shield to ten layers.

“Huh?”

Suddenly, the golem came to a halt.

It seemed as if time itself had stopped.

Both the golem and Baimon in the cockpit remained frozen in place.

“What… is this!”

Baimon, who was holding his breath in blood, was greatly surprised.

His consciousness was intact, yet his body wouldn’t move.

In contrast, the chaotic battle on the ground continued without pause.

He felt a deep sense of strangeness, as if he alone had been frozen in time.

Swish—

Moreover, Baimon and Amy, who had been seated, suddenly found themselves standing in the middle of the town.

Right before their eyes stood Terrace, Cross, and those who had harmed Amy.

“What on earth is happening?”

A sudden teleportation. It caught Terrace and Cross off-guard.

And the two felt a familiar aura coming from the mana used.

“Did you just see that magic? Head of the school.”

“Yes, it was a spell that stops space.”

That magic was very familiar to them.

It was a high-level magic that only one person could wield in this Empire.

That person was none other than their idol and the great master who founded the Bloodymir School.

Step step—

A timely sound of footsteps resounded.

In the midst of all the noise, it was distinctly audible.

That figure always appeared whenever there was a commotion, forcing attention upon himself.

His footsteps were meant to be heard by everyone present.

The sensation matched perfectly, causing Terrace and Cross to choke back tears.

“This aura…”

“No way…!”

Tears fell at the familiar aura.

No matter how much they searched, he had never been seen.

They had thought he was assassinated by Aligieri, yet now felt his essence vividly.

It wasn’t just them.

The mages affiliated with the faction also sensed the aura and ceased their attacks.

With blank expressions, they gathered in one place.

“Please tell me we’re not… dreaming.”

“We have… searched for you all along.”

Gathered in one place, they cried, centered around the head of the faction.

The long-lost master they believed to be dead was now right in front of them.

“Elder Enviel…!!”

The people of Aligieri were just as shocked upon seeing that figure again.

To see the one who had once worshipped the Evil God and put Aligieri in danger appear again was truly shocking.

The faction regained their morale while Aligieri’s spirits dwindled.

With just one person’s appearance, the situation tilted dramatically.

“Um, is that really you, Elder?”

Terrace concentrated mana in his sight, inspecting Enviel.

It was possible that it could be a fake disguised to confuse them.

He had inherited some of Elder Enviel’s characteristics known as “Mana Eye”.

Though not as precise as the real “Mana Eye”, it gained insight based on quantities of mana to discern truth from falsehood.

“This can’t be…”

Terrace’s mouth dropped open.

Physically, one could assume that could be imitated. Anyone could disguise themselves easily.

But even the mana density was identical.

With everything aligning, there was no longer room for doubt.

“Have you all been well, my children?”

And even his usual tone of voice perfectly matched Elder Enviel’s.

Elder Enviel embraced the two just like his real children.

[Degradation Rate Decreased: -10%]

[+1000 Credits]

Seeing the reduction in degradation, he grinned widely.

Surviving as an Academy Scammer.

 

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