Became an Academy End-Of-Life Genius

Dungeon (2)

Inside the dungeon, there were a lot of wounds scratched by something.

It’s like a prison where something was kept before the dungeon.

Agnes looked around.

Her pupils shook.

Could there be an existence in this cave that can inflict such a huge scar on a stone wall?

She involuntarily grabbed the sword handle.

“Stop moving? I have to leave before the sun goes down.”

“Ah yes.”

Deron looked at her like he was pathetic.

Agnes felt his face heat up.

“… .”

Inside the cave, the footsteps of the two resounded silently.

Upon entering here, Agnes apologized for his previous rudeness.

It was natural to treat Deron as a sick person.

Deron accepted the apology after staring at her.

There was still a little bit of an awkward feeling.

there

“Before entering the dungeon, I have one thing to tell you.”

Deron put on an expression of importance.

Is there any information related to this dungeon?

Agnes listened.

“If there is an elixir in this dungeon, it will be mine.”

“… yes?”

“The elixir is mine. The rest is yours or not.”

Do you usually say it like it’s such an important fact?

Agnes looked at Deron with a slightly puzzled expression, but he waved his hands and moved forward.

Although she thought that she was a strange man in many ways, she agreed because she knew why she was obsessed with elixir.

‘It seems that you need an elixir to cure a disease.’

Before coming here, I had a battle with the instructor.

Agnes checked Deron’s mana color.

The mana in his fist is different from normal mana, black mana.

It was proof that Deron had already reached the intermediate level in mana management.

If the lower class can handle mana, the middle class adds color to the mana.

Intermediate users each have their own mana color.

And the color never changes again.

That was the reason Agnes judged Deron to be the strongest.

‘The swordsman put mana on his fist.’

A sword is always hanging from Deron’s waist.

That’s what it means to be a prosecutor.

A person who has trained one thing concentrates on that one thing and does not use the other.

A swordsman who has reached intermediate level puts mana on his fist? can do.

But if you ask me if I can knock down an instructor with that fist in one shot.

A hundred is a hundred, a thousand is a thousand. will shake your head

But Deron did it.

Even with a body that vomits blood like that.

“What are you staring at?”

Agnes glanced at his face for a moment and turned his head.

Lost gray hair.

Eyes like obsidian.

Once you see it, you will want to see it again and again.

I feel that way even more when the sickness is added.

While I was fiddling with the sword for nothing, Deron opened his mouth.

“I have one question. May I ask?”

“which?”

“Why do you use honorifics even for the same students?”

Agnes lifted his hand from the sword.

It was an unexpected question for her.

Honorable words were her old habit.

After the destruction of the Bavarian Viscount, to keep distance from people.

A habit of unconscious use.

Agnes opens her mouth, it’s just my habit. I tried to say

“Don’t try to lie by any chance that it’s just a habit.”

He was stopped by Deron’s words.

He looked like he was already predicting what she was going to say.

She kept opening and closing her mouth over and over again.

I couldn’t tell her what was going on.

Because it was the past that I didn’t want to tell anyone.

Seeing that she couldn’t open her mouth easily, Deron sighed and said.

“I should have just said there was something I couldn’t say. Why are you so fussy?”

“You brought me to the dungeon. I don’t think it’s polite to say that… .”

You can bring it to the dungeon you found and take all the loot except for the elixir.

up to practical practice.

It was as if she owed a huge debt to Deron.

“What is courtesy? I brought you to the dungeon for my comfort.”

It was an unbelievable lie to bring me to the dungeon for comfort.

I can only think that Deron was making excuses to put his mind at ease.

A person who deals with intermediate mana has something to do to a low-level man who can barely handle mana.

Then there’s the magic swordsman chaff.

“Still, somehow… .”

“I do not need.”

Deron asserts.

Agnes lowered her eyes slightly.

I can’t live with debt, so I wanted to give an example.

The original owner told me not to pay it back, but I can’t repay it at will.

Deron stared at Agnes, who was worried, and gave him a word.

“If you want to repay me like that, someday, give up that hard tone and treat me kindly.”

“… .”

Someday, not now.

Agnes nodded at that word.

Once again, Deron can’t even get out of the duke’s house properly.

Agnes recalled that he seldom attended festivals, let alone social churches.

You’ll need someone you can easily talk to.

Not the workers who work in the craft shop.

‘Someday, surely.’

Can people trust people?

For her, trust was a gamble.

What if you are betrayed? If you have a different mind.

It’s still too early to take on such a challenge.

If you take up that challenge.

I will surely grant Deron’s request.

Agnes thought so.

**

oh, be aware

I stuck my tongue out at Agnes’ character.

Why the hell are you looking at me with that pitiful puppy expression on me when I say I don’t have to pay it back?

Suddenly, I spit out the request I wanted.

‘Agnes is speaking in a soft tone, not in a polite manner.’

Watching her talk in respectful language in all but the enemy in the novel.

Once upon a time, I imagined a scene where I spoke softly.

Why she always speaks in polite language is not clearly explained in the contents of the novel.

I couldn’t even see the ending in the first place, so I was possessed.

If I can guess from the perspective of seeing the original, it was before the Bavarian Viscount fell to the Demons.

maybe something happened

The fall of the Viscount of Bavaria was not a big deal, but it was information that became a little topic of discussion in the social circles.

In fact, it was spread not because of an ordinary self-writer, but because of a beautiful woman named Agnes Bayern.

Thinking like that, I looked at Agnes.

She had no expression on her face.

Her fine, white hair went down to her waist, and her clear, ice-transparent eyes are enough to win people’s hearts.

A cold-hearted, cold-hearted beauty, just as described in the novel.

Agnes Bayern.

An orderly beauty that could not be felt by typeface moves in front of my eyes.

Again, I couldn’t believe this character would die from an annihilation drift.

Why the hell?

In the final battle with the Demon King, the hero and heroine are annihilated.

To be honest, I don’t even understand the ending.

The writer dramatically resurrects the demon king.

While ignoring the death of the main character and the characters.

Seeing that the exhibition situation continued like that, I immediately left a long swear word in the comments.

Because it was a down-to-earth article.

After a period of regular hatred, we arrived at the first test site.

“That… Are you a golem?”

“I think so.”

In the square wider than the road, two stone statues in the shape of knights were standing still.

He hadn’t moved yet, but it was certain that he would move from the flow of mana around him.

As I entered the square, the mana around me was concentrated toward the statue, and a blue light came on.

gee ing.

A blue light enters the statue’s eyes, accompanied by a creepy noise.

At the same time, the knights made of stone took a stance.

[Welcome to Lennock’s dungeon.]

[Having found this place means that you are ready to find Lennock’s will.]

“Leh, Lennock?”

Agnes’ eyes widened.

The name Lennock deserves that much.

Because she is also a person who walks the path of a magic swordsman like Lennock.

“Agnes, pull out your sword.”

“yes.”

Lennock’s dungeon consists of three types.

Among them, the knights we are facing now are in the form of 『Dalian』.

The two forms still left behind are things Agnes must experience.

Lennock’s dungeon is a sufficient place to show the way for the magic swordsman to go.

There is no need for me to intervene, and Agnes alone will be able to attain enlightenment.

‘Well, if you have a car, you should intervene and give advice.’

I hope not.

[So, who will play Dalian?]

[Personally, I don’t like the male side because it’s sloppy. On the female side… It’s a little strange.]

They even talk to each other.

I looked at Agnes with a frown.

She was already preparing to run.

I don’t know what’s strange, but I leaned back against the wall and backed away.

The stone statues took out their weapons, as if they realized who the main character of Dalian was at that time.

Ax and Rapier.

And the sword of Agnes.

In a fight that was even grandiose to look at, I felt the urge to eat popcorn.

‘Will you be able to find it?’

The secret of those statues.

If Agnes doesn’t realize what’s hidden in the two statues.

Dalian will never win.