Became an Academy End-Of-Life Genius

saint (6)

The brightness of the sky was so dark that it had never been seen before.

It was the darkness artificially formed in the dungeon.

However, Devron, the boss of the dungeon, was not someone who used darkness as his strength.

Kaga.

“ね…!”

He frowned as he looked at the overflowing auror.

The moon shining brilliantly in the dark, the auror that captured the moonlight was itself a threat.

Twisting Arondite diagonally, he blew out Devron’s blow, and at the same time fired his sword towards his lungs.

Aarondite was obviously lodged in Devron’s lungs, but…

wow!

A man with a sheath in his lungs suddenly screamed and bounced me off.

I don’t know if it’s an Auror or the boss’s power, but all I can do in front of that powerful power is to be pushed back.

“Twitch.”

Devron, who bounced me off, faced the moonlight. The bleeding from the lungs then stops.

The wound is still there, but no more blood is leaking out.

“Fortunately, I don’t have the ability to regenerate.”

It would have been really annoying if it had been there.

With that thought in mind, I swung Arondite back and forth with my only hand.

It’s also a feeling I’m not used to.

Even if he originally swung the sword only with his right arm, the blankness of his left arm was clearly felt.

Is this what it feels like to disappear?

He opened the magic and controlled the bleeding and pain through mana, but that was all.

The cost of losing one arm was terrible.

The sword was not properly balanced.

I stared straight ahead. Devron once again raised his sword and received the moonlight.

The monster-like shape was reminiscent of a boss in the game.

As he approached me, he opened his mouth wide open.

And he said in a dry voice.

[Those who did not accept fate. Why are you with the saint?]

In response to that question, I glanced at Rebecca, who was helpless from behind.

She was looking at me and Devron, with my severed arm beside me.

The moment he saw the severed arm, a little anger rose.

I needed something to unleash my anger, and it was right in front of me.

“There are a lot of bastards who couldn’t properly protect the saints.”

[…what did you say?]

“It was said that it was a waste that could not even protect the saint.”

Magi circulates through the blood vessels. Again and again with Mana.

At the same time, morale is running through my body. The evil energy that kills people and wants to kill them surrounds my body.

[dare…!]

Devron gave birth to living towards me at random. Even ordinary people, no ordinary knights, would be able to subdue them just by living.

Unfortunately, Magi didn’t have that much influence.

Rather, there was laughter. Even the lifeless figure, that small mouth, and the sword that cut off my arm.

I laughed at the thought that I could break them all.

[Even insulting the honor of the knight!]

“Oh, stop it. I don’t know why there are so many chatter.”

The aurors, who were swaying with their swords, were running wild as if they wanted to prey on Devron right now. I feel the same way.

It cuts off its flesh and drinks its blood.

As if that was the meaning of existence, I imagined that ecstatic moment.

“If you’re a swordsman, you have to talk with your sword. Budge.”

[…don’t ever think about dying nicely.]

As soon as those words were finished, Devron and I kicked off the ground.

**

Deron slowly pushed the swirling magic from his body into Aarondite. The two demons that were inside Arondite began to collide.

Woong Woong.

Aarondite began to cry. He seemed to be in some kind of pain, but Deron ignored it.

krrr.

Devron, who was walking with both feet, brought his arms to the ground again.

As an animal, not a human, he chose to walk on four legs.

It wasn’t just that.

His voice and appearance were also changed to that of a beast, and his movements were wild and irregular rather than elaborate.

Only the moonlight Auror knew that he was a knight.

Devrun, who had become a beast, ran without hesitation and tried to tear Deron apart with all kinds of body parts, such as teeth, swords, and nails.

Deron wasn’t scared at all. For that, the world seen through the Magi was very different. Combat was not a fear, but a pleasure to him.

Deron smiled brightly. At the same time, he recognized Devron’s movements through his six senses, which were opened to the five senses and magic.

Booung.

As soon as Deron recognized the movement, Devron’s sword moved.

Despite becoming a beast, his sword was still dazzling. Even if he gave up everything else, he seemed to show that only the sword was human.

But for Deron, human swordsmanship was too much to face.

He recognized the sword and started reading it right away. His sixth sense and his talent, strengthened through magic, made this possible.

After reading all the swordsmanship, Deron immediately moved.

He drew a line along the recognized sword. The line was taken as the starting point of Arondite’s sword, which was engulfed by magic and had a muted color.

A large circle and several straight lines were being made from the tip of the sword.

The figures made in this way were assimilated with the darkness spreading in the sky to form a single swordsmanship.

Kaga!

And the swordsmanship that Deron formed was enough to block Devron’s sword attack.

Devron became a beast and transcended human power, but it was nothing compared to Deron’s skill that opened up his sixth sense.

The lines that Deron drew were complex but sophisticated.

The messy lines gathered and gathered as intended to create a neat line.

But Devron was also not a great man to sit still. Realizing that the sword strike was not working properly, he began to rotate his body.

As the sword rotated with power beyond its limits, a wind began to blow around it.

Deron watched the scene silently and raised his sword. He was determined to take the sword. It didn’t seem like I had to accept it.

Boo boo boo.

If it had been a normal Deron, it was a blow that would have been avoided. He was afraid of death and wounds, not using magic, and he had a style to grasp the situation calmly.

However, by using magic, Deron was not afraid of death.

No, to be precise, she was overflowing with confidence because of Magi.

The wounds on his body were nothing but pleasure to him, so it didn’t matter if he was injured as long as he lost his arm like he did a while ago.

And he was confident that even if he received that blow, his arm would not be cut off.

He began to release the magic in his body in all directions. It was to completely take over the surrounding space, and also to achieve a single swordsmanship.

It sounded like Rebecca was shouting from behind, but he ignored it.

It was a woman who had lost her arm due to a wrong decision. Now I couldn’t afford to listen to her voice.

Bump Bump Bump.

The beast was approaching before my eyes.

The magic that spread in all directions also spread to the sky, and it also affected Devron and the moon that was shining on him.

The light of the moon, which was emitting a pale blue light, was slowly beginning to be eroded by magic.

At the same time, Devron’s aura faded. That splendid power is gone and returns as an ordinary knight’s aura.

It cried out like a beast with a beast’s voice.

[Kiaah!]

“noisy.”

Deron nodded slightly and took a stance. The darkness that spread everywhere became his companion.

Devron rushes forward while screaming. Even if he lost the light, his sword did not lose its power at all.

The blow achieved through centrifugal force could inflict a wound close to instant death just by touching it.

But.

Deron’s arm moved. The muted aura of Aarondite was now assimilated with the light engulfed in the black darkness.

The assimilated moonlight and the engulfed Magi. Follow the path the two of them show you.

Deron lowered his sword.

Black Night Food Month

The darkness of the night engulfed even the moonlight, so if you draw it down along that line, it will be a shortcut to the darkness.

Kwagga River!!

Deron’s black sword was enough to block Devron’s strike. At the same time, destroying its body also.

[Excellent… One blow… Please ask the saint…]

“What do you mean? You damn bastard.”

Ignoring Devron’s words, Deron put Arondite down.

To be precise, he didn’t even have the strength to lift Aarondite.

The blow he unleashed was close to the feast of the statement. I’ve used all my strength, but I can’t move.

[It was satisfactory. There is not much left now.]

Hearing the unchanging voice of a certain author, Deron closed his eyes helplessly.

Somehow, he felt cozy in his arms. As if someone had hugged him.

“I’m sorry. I’m really sorry.”

Deron’s consciousness flickered with the sound of someone sobbing.

**

Watching the battle between Deron and the man, Rebecca felt ashamed and thrilled.

Despite the lack of a left arm, he trembled at Deron’s fighting power, which was equally or rather overwhelming.

And the shame at myself for having my left arm amputated.

But. Even that shame was meaningless in front of Deron’s strike.

The appearance of the spreading darkness engulfing the moonlight was similar to the figure of a demon king seen only in myths.

Rebecca watched the battle through to the end, even though she was skeptical.

Eventually, the moment the darkness that engulfed the whole world reached Devron.

His aura was completely shattered.

Devron said that he would take care of him as he died, and Deron’s body looked in jeopardy.

Rebecca saved the blow that Deron had left in her head and ran to him.

Looking closer, Deron’s condition was much worse.

The dark energy that had been on his body spread throughout his body, slowly consuming life.

Rebecca looked at Deron in embarrassment at the energy that rejected even her divine power.

He grimaced, but he was exhaling clearly.

At the same time, the aura of the body is calming down.

I don’t know what happened, but Rebecca sighed, thinking that it was fortunate that her energy was being restored.

damn it.

If only the dungeon hadn’t been broken.

The sky was breaking. The deep darkness and the moonlight that was hidden in that darkness are everything.

There was no way the space that had lost its owner could be maintained, so Rebecca just watched the scene.

I tried to do that.

As the dungeon broke, Rebecca and Deron returned to their original location.

There, Ifelsio and the Heretic Judges were gathered.

With an evil aura raging, with a sword stuck in his heart.