Academy Slave Instructor

87 – Nothing Works

Nothing Works

As long as he obtained divine power, there was no need to see him in the Lutheran Church anymore.

In the first place, Rai, who knew the church’s schedule in advance, talked with the director about the period of his experience until today.

“Hueeeng- Abigail-sama, don’t go-“

Marge jumps into Abigail’s arms and grabs her.

For Marge, who is still young, it is difficult to let go of someone she is attached to.

Marge, who buried her face in Abigail’s waist, hugged her tightly and refused to let go, afraid that she would leave.

“One more day, one more day together.”

Abigail understands Marge’s words and puts on a puzzled expression.

The priests around are each looking at the two with happy faces, but they don’t seem to have any intention of stopping Maji.

Abigail’s hand, which had been still, moved and stroked her head.

“I’ll be back. I’m at the academy, so you can come every day. I love you, Marge.”

Marge’s head goes up at the words full of expressions of affection.

It’s a blunt expression, no different from before.

But she knows how nice and nice she is.

“Really? Will you really come again? And… I love you too, next to Rutera…”

As if Marge was embarrassed, she hid her face behind Abigail’s waist again.

As she covers her eyes, Abigail slowly turns her head to stare at her lie behind her.

How many catch tricks this evil human has, he just imitated his own voice a moment ago.

She said in the same voice that she loved Marge so much that Abigail she heard gave her goosebumps, and she grabbed Abigail’s wrist from behind her and stroked Marge.

How natural the ventriloquist was, the priests watching from the sidelines didn’t notice that Rai copied Abigail’s voice.

I don’t know for sure when I see them arguing among themselves.

“Look at something. If you promised, you should give me an answer.”

Rai said with a naturally virtuous expression and stepped back.

She wants to run after her, but she is caught by Marge and unable to move, Abigail sighs and tells Marge.

“I’ll buy you something delicious when you come.”

It was the kindest thing she could say.

* * *

After returning from church, Abigail collapses in the garden of Rai’s house.

The sound of gasping breath, the skin that looks red, and the disheveled clothing create a very erotic atmosphere, but Abigail looks at Rai with frowning eyes, as if in disgrace.

Since she gained divine power, she said she would get new biometric information and messed around with her body.

Of course, her hands only touched her shoulders, but the waves emitted from his hands licked every inch of her body, and Abigail couldn’t even manage her disheveled body after a much longer and more persistent examination than before.

Abigail, scattered all over her garden, doesn’t even pay attention to her. Rai opens her pockets, where she has collected her magic fragments, and reads her information.

She didn’t really fit the expression that she was reading.

The lights flowing from the magical fragments each boasted a colorful appearance, and created a geometric cluster of lights as they crossed or collided with each other.

Rai is concentrating on analyzing the scene where the act of seeing would be more suitable.

She usually looks like she wants to punch me, but since she has a serious face, Abigail, who feels unfamiliar, pulls her open clothes and raises her body.

“It would be good for that massage attack.”

As long as you touch it, you can incapacitate it in a different way. I can’t imagine how terrible it would be if hundreds of knights used Rai’s technique at once.

“It doesn’t work because it’s weak against magical resistance. If you increase the output, it will break through, but it’s more efficient to use other magic in that case.”

Ray answered casually, keeping his eyes fixed on the halo.

Abigail, expecting to make a bad joke again, stares blankly at his sincere voice, then shakes her head in surprise.

She suddenly wants to ignore her strange mood, and she thinks of something to say that somehow brings out the question she’s been curious about since the beginning.

“Why did you teach me Lushasso?”

This question piqued his interest. Her lie turns her head to look at her.

Abigail, who almost averted her eyes from her unusually serious face, widens her eyes and looks at Rai.

As if having a snowball fight with her, Rai met her eyes for a moment, then smiled at her, then returned to her serious expression and turned her head to the group of her lights.

“Because you will use it best.”

“When it comes to doping, I think that ignorant would use it best.”

Abigail, who thought that expressing Asran as ignorant would ease her expression, still listens to Rai’s words in an unfamiliar atmosphere.

“If you teach him, he’ll be high on drugs and sh*t in the middle of the street.”

Now I can talk like that.

Her expression was still unfamiliar, but when she heard her familiar tone, Abigail felt somehow relieved, then she felt strange.

‘Why should I feel this way?’

Embarrassed, Abigail stutters, then she asks cautiously.

“So am I okay?”

Abigail lowers her eyes to the floor and asks questions in embarrassment. You don’t even know why.

Rai, who was looking for something as he stirred the group of lights with his hand, nodded her head.

“Oh, it’s okay because you’re smart. You know how to judge your body where to stop and how far to use it.”

Abigail raised the corner of her mouth slightly at the word that she was smart.

She

She had her head down to show no expression, and she didn’t even notice, but she was delighted.

When she first asked Lai for her lessons, she was kicked out for being stupid.

And now it has been recognized.

She feels so good, but when she is fighting a strange battle inside that she doesn’t want to admit that she feels good, Rai keeps talking.

“And mental strength is also excellent. Although it has a tendency to be too extreme, strong mental strength that will not be bent even if it is broken is a talent area that cannot be obtained through simple training.”

Abigail lowered her head, shaking her head as Rai continued her praise, her gaze fixed on her cluster of lights.

The pursed lips were bitten so hard that they were about to bleed, and so did her red cheeks.

Rai finishes her analysis as she is unaware of Abigail’s strange state as she focuses her mind on her cluster of lights.

Information extracted from the bodies of the priests, information extracted randomly from a few ordinary people, and information about Abigail before and after obtaining divine power.

Since countless data were accumulated, it was enough to analyze the phenomenon.

Innumerable vast amounts of information were shining brightly.

Following Rai’s hand, information flows and the empty space is refilled. As if walking through her fog, I go through her information and take out different pieces of information one by one.

She gets out of the wave of information, and Lai, who was looking at the debris information shining on her body as if in agony, soon releases her information back into the sea.

Amid a few analogies, a few theories, and countless knowledge she already knows, Lai finishes her analysis and draws a conclusion.

‘I never get it.’

From noble mtl dot com

A sense of desolation and a desire for power that one does not have are intertwined with each other, resulting in fishy feelings.

Many wizards who tried to acquire divine power may have had this kind of heart.

I expected it, but divine power is literally divine power. It is the power bestowed by God.

It was a disappointing result for Lai, who expected it to be a force that existed in the world somewhere like mana.

In order to obtain divine power, three conditions are required.

The first is to participate in the ceremony. It is like speaking directly to God. God does not bestow power on those who do not speak to him.

The second is the trust of the priests who participated in the ceremony together. It is a kind of guarantee. Only when a person who has already received the power of a god and has been recognized by a god give a guarantee, the god looks at that person.

Abigail saved Marge right before the ceremony.

In reality, he couldn’t control his anger and blew the man away, but as Rai took care of the matter, the priests firmly believed that Abigail had saved Marge.

That faith became trust and they participated in the ceremony together and stood as a guarantee to Rutera.

The third is the will of God. God is directly choosing a human to bestow divine power on.

It is only natural that you carefully consider who you will use your powers for.

Of course, I expected that the wizards wouldn’t do that obvious thing.

What wizard would have expected that the tribe of gods would do the troublesome task of examining each and every one of their priests and giving them strength.

Wizards are a race of convenience.

If a wizard were a god, he would have left such troublesome tasks to others and would have been exploring himself.

The point that her life coincidentally came into contact with Rutera’s doctrine, and the point that Rutera liked her.

And through a series of events, a coincidence of gaining the priests’ trust resulted in the birth of a rogue red-haired priest who lives with curses at his mouth and is quicker with his fists than words.

It is easy to fool people, but it is difficult to fool God.

Besides, how can you lie when you’re looking at each one yourself?

Perhaps it was Rutera’s plan from the beginning that Abigail gained divine power.

Because her life is the favorite story of the gods who are tired of boring immortality.

Thinking that far, Rai shook her head and put her fragments back into her pocket.

She thought it was unlikely, but she didn’t think it was impossible.

However, when the will of God intervenes, there is not much a lowly wizard can do.

‘In the end, selfish power is right.’

Lai, who was thinking like a wizard, shook her head, saying that she said it in vain.

Originally, he intended to get rid of the slave contract by obtaining divine power.

If you can trick a god into obtaining divine power, you can make a contract out of scraps of toilet paper.

I have no complaints about my life right now, but I don’t like it when someone puts a leash around my neck.

The behavior of Serenas, the head of the academy that Joshua complained about, also helped to upset him.

I didn’t say anything when I saw the training open to the public and the boards being laid out to show off their skills to the fullest. It’s like shouting for attention because there is a person with great unidentified skills here.

I wish I could keep my life as it is, but looking at Joshua and Serenas, I thought it wouldn’t be that simple.

She says that even the ghosts of Kaylon Kingdom remain there, so Rai is a nuisance.

‘How far do you have to bully me to be freed?’

As she spoke to Ruterra, who wanted rest but never gave it to her, Rai threw a bag of magic fragments into the air.

Glittering magical fragments swept away by the wind flutter like the Milky Way, entwining the rye and fluttering through the air.

Abigail looks at Rai in awe as she sees Rai looking at the Milky Way with lonely eyes.

As Rai moves his eyes along the flow of fleeting magic fragments, his eyes meet with Abigail.

“Th-can I throw it away so easily?”

Her eyes meet and Abigail speaks casually to hide her embarrassment.

Ray, who had dark eyes, glanced at the magic fragment and smiled.

“It’s not polite to have someone else’s personal information.”

It is unbelievably normal to say that a human who took that personal information without permission.

But when Abigail sees Rai smiling in the center of the Milky Way, she can’t think of anything else.

“Wassi- What did you do again this time?”

When Asran arrives, unable to understand the atmosphere, Abigail gets up from her seat in a hurry.

Asran, who doesn’t notice anything, doesn’t feel anything strange about her appearance, and she says while looking at her magical fragments that Rai is spraying.

“I thought there was a fire in the distance, so I ran to it in a hurry. What are you doing?”

“I was protecting your privacy.”

When Asran tilts her head, unable to understand what she is saying, Rai looks at Filia who hesitates behind her.

“Oh, I was over there on the way home, so I brought you over. I don’t know what they were fighting about, but you must have been wrong anyway. Just let go of your anger and get along well.”

Ignoring Aslan, who speaks like a teacher without knowing anything, Filia approaches Rai and bends over her.

“I’m sorry I’m late. I was… I was so surprised… I’m sorry.”

I’ve forgotten all about Rai, but Philia is still sleeping on his knee. As soon as I see what it takes to land her uppercut, she apologizes.

She is so embarrassed that she forgives Philia, who apologizes for missing her training for so long. Rai sees her children gathered at her seat.

Zeroa, who was buried by Asran’s appearance, but came with him and smiled, Abigail, who stayed still but had strange bloody lips but wide-eyed eyes, and even Philia, who was apologizing over and over again.

Rye looked at everyone and smiled.

“Where are you planning to go during your break?”

“I don’t really have one.”

“Training.”

“I’m also going to focus on training this time, so I won’t go down to the family. Chin is really sorry.”

After hearing the story, Rai nodded and said that he would give him special training during the rest period.

“Why don’t you listen to me?”

“You have nowhere to go anyway.”

Asran nodded at Rai’s words and became quiet.

Athran, who is staying at Rai’s house, has to come back here anyway.

“Special training… It’s nice, but what’s up with all of a sudden? Teaching has always bothered me.”

“It’s just that I’m in a good mood because there’s nothing going on.”

“…… So you’re going to release that feeling on us?”

Rai laughs at Asran’s words, who deduced her hidden meaning.

“Yeah, so don’t think about going anywhere during the break. No, it’s hard anyway, so there won’t be time to do anything else.”

It was a preview of hell.