Academy Slave Instructor

91 – The City’s Demon

The City’s Demon

Three things are important in horseback combat.

The ability of the horse, the sympathy with the horse, and how much training was done.

The most important of these is the ability of words.

Sympathy and training can make up for the gap with individual efforts, but the ability of words varies greatly by object, so there is a gap that cannot be caught up with simple efforts.

So, he placed great importance on the pedigree of horses and tried to improve the horse’s ability through various studies and experiments.

Leaving aside the morality of research, countless warhorse breeds were created through numerous experiments.

However, there was a horse that could not compete with even the warhorses that went through so many budgets and experiments, as if they could not beat purebreds.

A word among words. Unicorn.

A unicorn with a pure white body and a horn on its forehead is an animal close to a legend.

Although it has a fatal flaw that only virgins can ride, unicorns have intelligence that allows them to communicate with intelligent bodies and even use mysterious magic on their own.

It’s a horse, but it’s a non-standard creature, so it can do short-distance space movement at will, and its physical abilities are superior to any other horse.

In the long history, there was only one knight who went to war riding a unicorn.

She was invincible while riding a unicorn and swept across the battlefield, winning most battles.

The story that the game of battle was changed by the force of one simple knight, not a tactic or strategy, was a part that showed how great a unicorn was.

And strange rumors circulated around the academy.

There is a unicorn in the academy’s forest, which is called the immutable opposite point.

It was so absurd that it could have been ignored, but the value of the name unicorn is so great that even the academy students snoop around the forest just in case.

There are also academy students who go to the forest for fun because it’s not enough without looking around for a while and finding a unicorn is a big hit.

School students who are pure magicians who are not related to horseback battles but are interested in mysterious creatures even snoop around, so the front of Rai’s house has become a doorstep.

Rai’s house is on the corner of the academy.

Unfortunately, on the way to the immutable opposite point, Rai could often see academy students heading to the forest in their free time.

Rai, who was sitting on the fence brushing her teeth, sees an academy student heading for the forest.

I usually go in a group, but strangely, I go alone. Besides, he’s a man.

A unicorn likes her virginity, so it is common practice to catch her by using her bait as her bait. You can’t catch him by just chasing him, who uses even teleportation like eating.

But when he sees a man alone, with simple equipment, Rai looks at him with wonder.

“Hey Peter. Are you going to catch a unicorn?”

When Rai, who knows the academy student, calls out, Peter bows his head and bows.

Peter Grayson, who has a well-groomed appearance and is well-mannered, is a private academy student who is trusted by instructors because he is dignified and listens to lectures diligently.

“Are you going to give Piara a present?”

Rai smiles condescendingly as she strokes the black horse rubbing her hair.

Piara is dating Peter.

The two, an official couple that no one knows in the academy, are in the midst of a love affair with sesame seeds pouring out.

They like each other so much that even rumors circulate that the two families allowed their engagement.

“Yes, but not as a gift.”

As Peter said with a wry smile, Rai tilted his head.

“What if it’s not a gift? Did Piara even ask you to grab it?”

“No, she said she didn’t need Pia.”

The words are strange. It’s not a gift, but he’ll give the unicorn to Piara, and Piara refuses.

As Rai, who doesn’t understand, is staring at him, Peter smiles brightly.

“They say a unicorn can only be ridden by her virgins.”

“Well, that’s a famous story.”

“Yes, that’s why.”

Peter says only that far, greets him straight up and leaves.

Lai, who was staring blankly at his back, shrugged her shoulders and brushed her teeth again.

“A man’s suspicion is scary.”

Go catch a legendary animal to see if your girlfriend is her virgin.

Rai, not wanting to get involved in complicated relationships between men and women, decided to pretend she didn’t know.

“For the Goddess-“

“For the Goddess-“

“Let’s dedicate a unicorn~”

“Let’s dedicate a unicorn~”

A group of fanatics who believe in aria pass by, singing their own version of the military song.

No matter how much Lai likes to talk to people, she doesn’t want to talk to that group.

As if fighting a war, a group of fully armed fanatics pass by, followed by Cuthbert, Bolin, and a group of men.

All of them are boys in class A, but it seems that an unpopular boy group centered on Cuthbert has already been completed.

“Who are you guys going to gift the unicorn to?”

“Yes? Who presents that?”

Cuthbert looks at Rai with surprised eyes.

Rye, embarrassed by Cuthbert’s rather nonsensical stare at him, smiles at him when he can’t speak.

“We are on a noble mission.”

“Sublime?”

To Rye’s question, Cuthbert answers with a purer smile than anyone else.

“It’s to kill the virgin worms that only prey on virgins.”

“……”

“As those guys disappear one by one, wouldn’t the world get brighter little by little?”

If you look at his expression, he looks like a saint serving the world, but inside he is full of jealousy and envy.

Come to think of it, the armament is different from the previous fanatics.

Both are heavily armed, but while the fanatics carry a lot of tools for capture, the Cuthbert group carries only swords, axes, crossbows, and other weapons.

“I see… Cheer up.”

“Yes, Instructor Rai have a good day too.”

Cuttbert’s group with a fresh smile head to the forest to kill the unicorn.

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The academy students are aiming for unicorns for various reasons.

But if unicorns were easily captured by academy students, they wouldn’t be called legends.

It is absurd that unicorns live on the unchanging opposite point, but it is also absurd that they are caught by academy students.

When Lai smiles at the young people who are full of passion, Piara runs in from afar.

“Instructor Rai! Did Peter pass by here?!”

“Oh, it passed a while ago.”

“Thank you.”

Piara catches her breath and chases Peter into the woods.

Lai, who was watching her, nodded her head slightly.

“You’re not a virgin.”

“What is a virgin?”

At her cold voice, Rai turns her head to see her Layla.

Since morning at the academy, he has been saying the word virgin without hesitation.

“Are you going to catch a unicorn too?”

“Unicorns? You believe that nonsense?”

“Of course I don’t believe it.”

Rai also shakes his head at Layla who asks her pathetically.

If the unicorn was in the forest, it would have already come out of the palace and tried to capture it.

The unicorn was such a highly valued animal that horse lovers who wanted an excellent pedigree ran with their eyes wide open.

As if to stop talking nonsense, Layla gives Rai the briefcase she brought with her.

An envelope with a seal indicating that it is a secret document.

The sealing wax that Layla had already opened first and had the seal on was ripped off.

As a member of the military, there were times when Leyla came to Rai with cases she needed advice on.

I don’t like his personality, but he wants to listen to the advice of Rai, who has the best skills.

Rai is accustomed to opening the briefcase without saying anything and looking at the contents.

“There’s a tray with teapots in the kitchen. Grab some cups and bring them. Oh, there’s some beer left in the corner, so you can eat that.”

Seeing Rai speak in a commanding tone and Leyla frowning at her, Black Horse cries and runs home.

The black horse put his head through the kitchen window and soon runs away with a light step carrying a tray with a tea set on it.

Handing over the tray to Layla, who is looking at her in amazement, Black Horse bites into the large beer cup on the tray and goes back and grunts.

Ignoring Layla, who is staring blankly at the tray in her hand, Rai pours tea and puts the tray on top of the fence while looking at the papers.

Lay casually handed over the teacup and accepted it, but Leila, who was still looking back and forth between her horse and Lai, asked.

“Is that the word the headmaster gave you?”

“Yeah, it seems like they always leave the troublesome things up to me.”

Rai speaks like he’s annoying, but it’s not common for a war horse to be intelligent enough to understand human speech.

Of course, it’s strange that he resembles the owner and sips beer in the morning, but Leila, who has been closely watching Black Horse, who has a superior physique and intelligence, soon comes to her senses and asks about the incident.

“This time it happened in Legandia. The captain of the guards couldn’t solve it with their own hands, so they asked for help.”

“If you’re the captain of the guard, do you mean that broad-shouldered woman with a slightly square chin?”

“Do you know the captain of the Kali guard?”

Rai, who briefly faced him while saving Aslan, who was accused of being a pervert, from the guards, shook his head, saying he didn’t know.

Leyla looks at her with her suspicions, but she says it doesn’t matter now, so she moves on and asks for her opinion.

“There is no information at all? A person is dead, but there are no traces, so rumors circulate that it may be a ghost. Is this a report?”

Leila felt ashamed of Rai’s words, as if she had written her report.

Still, it’s the Legandia Guards, which are no different from the emperor’s direct troops, and such a sh*tty report is dishonoring the entire army.

“I know one thing.”

“What is it?”

“The murderer is so good that he really leaves no trace. Usually, reports like this are written because he can’t understand them.”

I wasn’t simply swearing at the report as a sham, but I was inferring information from it.

“There’s no content, so I guess I’ll have to see it for myself.”

“I’ll talk to the guards, so let’s go together after the lecture.”

I didn’t like the fact that I had to work again after the lecture, but I had to follow Leila’s words.

“You can have a specialist do this.”

“Who else but you?”

“My tracking skills are field-specialized, so there are many people who are better at this detective job. There’s Selma the green lizard, and if you look for it… Oh, she won’t be able to do it. Because she doesn’t work for organizations or countries.”

Rai, who was muttering to himself, recommended her Selma, and Layla accepted, thinking that she would help her if she had a high reputation as her verdigris lizard.

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“Hmm… The fixer said he retired…”

Selma, who was forcibly dragged out, said dejectedly as she folded her fine wrinkles.

“I’ll give you a reward. And it won’t be difficult because you’re just looking at the field and giving advice.”

“I don’t think he needs a reward. He’s very rich. I think he just came as a volunteer.”

Money no longer means anything to Selma, who has been a popular fixer for a long time.

Regardless of money given by the imperial guards, he had a lot of money that was not even pennies and could be thrown away, but free labor had another meaning.

Good skills should be paid appropriately for their skills.

Although retired, the fixer Selma takes this as her rule. It doesn’t matter if he helps, since he’s indebted to Layla, who belongs to the Imperial Army anyway, but he glares at Rai’s words because he’s offended.

“You shouldn’t teach Philia some strange spells. I sent her to learn about her magical powers, but she just taught me how to hold something.”

“Are you self-absorbed? Ha- that’s what stupid warriors are. It’s a pity that you don’t know the greatness of that spell.”

“Three out of ten is useless.”

Selma and Rai quarrel.

It looks like there’s a big age difference, but watching from the side arguing with each other, they seem like good friends.

In an era of war, Layla looks at the appearance of two famous people and thinks that the relationship between the two is quite enviable.

It is a good thing that peace has come, but every warrior has a desire to test his skills in an age of war.

And seeing that the two of them, who used to fight each other with their swords, are now on good terms, my envy grows.

The three of them go inside while being saluted by the guards guarding the site.

There is no body, but the location of the dead is marked and Selma looks around while looking at the picture of the body.

There was no sign of resistance inside the house.

The strong smell of herbs and alchemy materials lingers throughout the house, as if to prove that the person who was murdered was an alchemist even without looking through the data.

While Rai looks at the alchemy ingredients in her house, Selma looks under her table or somewhere people might miss, then she approaches the dead location and runs her fingers through the dust on her floor. .

Rubbing her fingers to dust off the dust, Selma looks up at her and slowly moves her gaze along the ceiling before fixing her gaze on the wall.

“Did you find the trail?”

“Yes, it’s not a person. It’s a demon. Hey, that’s your specialty.”

“My specialty is people, not demons.”

Selma is right because he is well versed in magic, and Rai is right because he killed more people.

As Layla frowns at the twisted joke, Rai looks at her and approaches the wall Selma points at with her chin.

To Layla, it looks like a stained wall, but to Selma and Rai, it looks different.

As Rai waves her hand in the air, her mana crumbles into a glowing powder and clings to the wall.

The mana that emitted a minute light soon lost its light and turned into black powder and fell to the floor.

Even Selma and Layla, who are not versed in magic, know what this means.

The strong morale made Mana materialize into her.

After absorbing all the light of her mana and turning her into a fleeting powder, Rai silently picked up her powder and licked it with his tongue.

Selma and Layla both make horrible faces at the same time, but Rai, who doesn’t care, fumbles for a while, as if getting a taste of her, then she spits out blackened spittle.

“It’s a big deal.”

“Why? What happened?”

To Layla’s question, Rai answers with her wry smile.

“It’s a Death Knight.”