Raid The Academy — Chapter 191
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Chapter 191 : Chapter 191

Chapter 191: Lilith Eradication Operation (3)

Two people were running through a dense forest path.

They were an old man and a woman.

The old man was quite tall, and through his roughly torn shirt, thick and tough muscles were constantly writhing as if he had taken good care of his body.

The one closely following him was a cold-looking woman with her long hair tied back tightly, and her attire was not much different from the old man running in front.

Her clothes, torn and cut here and there, were fluttering crazily in the wind.

The names of the two were Karad and Rodrig Elna.

They held the positions of Vice-Dean and Head of Personnel at the Academy, respectively.

The two of them had escaped to this place after breaking through the inexplicable riot that had suddenly broken out in the main building.

No.

Come to think of it, there was one more person.

“Heuk. D-damn it.”

A shadow squirmed behind Karad's back.

A small woman was being carried on his back.

She lifted her head, letting out a small groan and a curse.

As she regained consciousness, Karad slowed down his running speed.

“Professor Ronica! Are you awake?”

“Yes. Keuu……”

“Your body? Are you alright?”

“No. I honestly feel like I’m going to die.”

It was a very negative answer, but Karad let out a sigh of relief and smiled.

Seeing that she had the energy to joke, it seemed she wasn't seriously injured.

‘That’s a relief. A real relief.’

The destination, the Vault, was also getting close.

It could be said that the urgent situation was somewhat over.

So Karad once again recalled the pandemonium from just before.

The Guard Captain's surprise attack.

The Vice-Dean had barely managed to dodge it, but it had taken him a considerable amount of time to recover from the mental shock.

He had prided himself on having accumulated various insights and experiences throughout his life, but this was the first time something like this had happened.

A collective riot of cadets and professors, and the betrayal of the Guard Captain.

It was as if half of humanity had gone mad.

‘……Wait. Mad?’

Karad scanned his surroundings again and soon figured out what was going on.

A large-scale mental attack.

‘But a mental attack of this scale…… what a fearsome person.’

He couldn't easily guess the identity, but he could guess the extent of their strength.

“Get a grip, Sir Valoma. It’s me, Karad!”

“Huhu…… Karad or ketchup, whatever, shut up. Just tell me where the path to the temple is, old man. Huat!”

The Guard Captain, Valoma Jacob, was an Expert-level senior swordsman and an outstanding soldier who had been through countless real battles.

No matter how much Karad was a warrior who had once made a name for himself in the great desert, it was mentally and physically taxing to subdue such a Guard Captain without a single scratch.

‘It would be better if he were a villain…….’

The Guard Captain had only temporarily lost his senses to someone.

Because he knew that, he couldn't go all out.

And this difficulty was not only felt by Karad, but also by the other faculty members who were protecting Karad, so of course, a proper battle formation could not be established in this state.

“Push them all back!”

“Karad is over there! Let's take him to the master!”

“No! Block them!”

“Get a grip, you bastards!”

“Keuk! Pr-protect the Vice-Dean…… Uwaaak!”

It was vacation, so not many professors had come to work at the main building.

There were a few who remained, but even they could only fight passively, unable to point their swords at their own students and fellow professors.

As a result, the line protecting Karad quickly crumbled, and the crowd aiming for Karad broke through the defensive wall and rushed in like a tidal wave.

It was then.

“You son of a bitch! I told you to just let me catch you, so why is this old man so nim…… hmm?”

The Guard Captain, who was getting angry at the swarming competitors, tilted his head for a moment.

A huge amount of magic was gathering behind him.

Immediately after.

Kwaaang!

A powerful explosion tore through the air, sending the Guard Captain's body flying and not content with that, the summoned wall of fire accurately separated Karad and the mentally unstable people.

“Vice-Dean! Over here!”

“Ooh. Professor Ronica?”

“We’re here too!”

There was the supervising professor who had used the magic, Ronica Jasmine and the Head of Personnel, Rodrig Elna.

And Chaser Idna, who had been separated at first, was also with them.

“I’m sorry, Vice-Dean. We were suddenly attacked……”

Chaser's appearance, as he trailed off his words with a remorseful look, was already a mess.

Karad shook his head.

“No. More importantly, what happened?”

Ronica hurriedly intervened.

“Excuse me! Let’s get out of here first, shall we? That thing won’t last long and will soon go out…… Kyaak!”

Ronica Jasmine, who screams without finishing her words.

When he looked over in surprise, something long that had popped out of the wall of fire was piercing Ronica's right shoulder, which was holding the staff.

“R-Ronica!”

The startled Chaser hurriedly swings his sword, but.

Kkaang!

The hard and long awl was not even scratched, even when cut by Chaser's sword.

Afterward, the awl, as if it had achieved its original purpose, shrinks at a high speed.

Its identity was, surprisingly, a person's fingernail.

It was Rachel.

“……!”

Before they knew it, the wall of fire that had been protecting them was gone, and Karad and the professors, who had recognized her, all widened their eyes.

What was most surprising was the attitude of the men around her toward her.

Guards, cadets, and professors, all the men were bowing their heads to her.

‘Don’t tell me the master is……?’

The more it went on, the more it was a series of shocks.

Especially Chaser, who even had the sword he was holding trembling.

Because Rachel was a disciple he had been intensively guiding.

“You…… you.”

In shock, betrayal, and anger, Chaser even stuttered.

But they couldn't just stand there in shock forever.

“Kids. Will you go and bring that old man to me?”

Rachel raised her hand and gave the order.

Her finger was pointing exactly at Karad.

“Aaaah. As the master wishes.”

“I…… I will definitely offer that hu……man to my beloved ma-masteraaaah!”

The attack began again.

The first to move was Chaser.

He stood tall in front of the crowd that was rushing in like a tidal wave and looked back at Karad.

The two gazes meet for a brief moment.

“Please take care of Ronica.”

Karad, who nodded his head, lifted the limp Ronica and ran to the back door of the main building.

The Head of Personnel, Rodrig, followed him, and Chaser, who was left behind, threw himself into the raging offensive.

“Put me down.”

Karad stopped his reminiscence at the voice he heard by his ear and looked at Ronica.

“Will you be alright?”

“Of course. It’s my shoulder that’s injured.”

Ronica, who had been set down on the ground, lost her balance for a moment, but she steadied herself using her staff as a cane and looked around.

“……Hmm? But I don’t see that person.”

There was no one here who didn't know who the person she was referring to was.

Karad looked away, and the answer came from the Head of Personnel, Rodrig.

“Professor Chaser is in the main building.”

“……Pardon? What did you say? Why. Why is that person still there?”

“Because he stayed there. To let us escape.”

It was an explanation of only two sentences, but Ronica was not stupid enough to not understand the before and after situation.

Rodrig quickly blocked her as she turned around to go back to the main building.

“Where are you going!”

“Do you have to ask? I’m going to him!”

“Are you crazy? Are you itching to die?”

“You’re the crazy one, Unni! How. How could you just leave him there and run away──!!”

Ronica, who had let out a cry, sat down on the floor and burst into tears.

Karad and Rodrig sighed deeply as they looked at her.

There was no one here who didn't know that the man named Chaser Idna was a special existence to Ronica, more than just a childhood friend.

“Why are you crying?”

Just then, a voice was heard from beyond the bushes.

The three's eyes turned in the direction the voice came from.

Especially Ronica's tear-filled pupils were dripping with anticipation and hope.

Because that voice was perfectly identical to Chaser Idna's.

Soon, with a rustling sound, someone appeared in the open lot where they were.

And he opened his mouth with a friendly eye smile.

“I have to say, you’re still an idiot. If you scream like that, all the enemies will know. What's the point of me going through all that trouble to evacuate you? Huh?”

“Ch-Chaser?”

“Yeah. It’s me, you idiot.”

“Chaseeer!”

Ronica, who had shot up, approached him, crying.

But she was once again caught in Rodrig's firm grip.

Aak, Ronica looked at Rodrig with a questioning look as she screamed, but the cold gaze in Rodrig's glasses was sharply scanning Chaser's attire.

“You. Are you really Chaser?”

“Pardon? Why are you saying such a disappointing thing? Of course, it’s me.”

“But why are you so unharmed? And why have the corners of your mouth been twitching since before?”

“Uh. Hmm. Well. It’s complicated to explain.”

Chaser scratched the back of his head awkwardly.

Then his expression suddenly changed.

“……Because if I don't put strength in my cheeks, it becomes like this.”

The saliva he had been holding back trickled down the side of his mouth.

“Oh my.”

“……He’s been caught.”

Ronica in shock.

Chaser giggled.

“Hey. What’s with that dumbfounded face, Ronica? Did the world collapse or something? Huh? And what? Caught? You’re saying strange things. Is it a sin to fall in love?”

“……”

“Anyway, Ronica. You’re closer to me, right? I have to take the Vice-Dean to the master, so can you use some magic for me.”

There was no way Ronica would listen to that.

She gripped her staff tightly and glared at Chaser.

“I’ll make you come to your senses.”

“Hey. Tsk. This is no fun.”

“Kehehe. See what I told you? I told you it was a useless effort.”

The three turned their backs.

The Guard Captain, who was smiling insidiously, was there.

“I thought it would work. Ronica and I are quite close, you see. But well, I guess I was mistaken.”

Chaser, who clicked his tongue with a 'tsk-', drew his artifact, the dual swords.

“How foolish. There are no friends between a man and a woman. The only woman allowed in our hearts is the master.”

“Haha. Then what about Ronica?”

“What do you mean, what about her? We have to kill her.”

Hmm, Chaser, who had been thinking for a moment, answered with a sweet eye smile.

“Then let’s do that.”

At the same time, his body moved like lightning.

Chaser, who instantly crossed the space and attacked Ronica.

The one who blocked him was the Head of Personnel, Rodrig.

Rodrig, who had already taken out a large half-moon sword, faced his dual swordsmanship without dodging.

Kwaang!

In the meantime, Karad's fist and the Guard Captain, Valoma Jacob, collided.

“Keum……”

The Guard Captain let out a moan and retreated.

Just by exchanging one blow, the difference in their skills was clearly revealed.

Karad of the great desert.

His body, who had been unrivaled among the desert mercenaries who had wandered the vast desert and been deployed in various tribal wars, was still as light and hard as a grain of sand, even after several years.

But Karad's expression was not very good.

It would take a considerable amount of time to subdue the Guard Captain without killing him, and he was not sure if Rodrig and Ronica could hold out against Chaser until then.

Although Rodrig was also a warrior who had learned her family's swordsmanship, she was no match for Chaser, who was renowned as the next Central Royal Knights Commander.

Moreover, Ronica was in a state where she was almost useless, with both her body and mind injured.

Kwang!

“Keuk!”

In the end, Rodrig's groan was heard with a strong shockwave.

“Head of Personnel Rodrig!”

“We’re fine, so don’t worry about us……!”

Rodrig stopped talking.

Dealing with the magician first in a battle was the most basic of the basics in interpersonal combat.

Chaser's sword, which had dug deep into the gap when she had been pushed back, was already piercing Ronica's chest.

“……Ah.”

Ronica stared blankly at Chaser, who was stabbing her, with her mouth open.

“Senior……”

Just then, a gentle breeze blew.

It was the moment she thought she heard the chirping of a small mountain bird behind it.

Kaaang──!

Chaser's body, which had just been stabbing Ronica, was sent flying as if hit by something.

And in that spot, in front of Ronica.

A man in a robe, who had appeared out of nowhere, was standing there, holding a dark staff.


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