Chapter Chapter 90: 11. Not a myth, but a legend (3) (1/2)
RATH 90
TL: Eevee
11. Not a myth, but a legend (3)
#3 Their story: A certain student council president’s story.
“I’m sorry.”
I bowed my head deeply, but the other person’s anger didn’t abate.
“What is this, revenge? Is this reeveeeeeennnnnggeee!”
Professor Harian’s shrill shrieks shook the fabric of the tent.
The cause was my talking about Professor Nicerwin during my match with Arucia today.
Because of me, Professor Nicerwin became a monster that could face off against gods, a Spirit King, and a thousand students all at once, and was currently at the center of attention of all the empire’s nobles.
But…
“Didn’t I just say the truth?”
On the contrary, I actually underplayed it.
Because let alone the students, not even the teachers could do anything to him!
Although it should be obvious, whenever the silver devil came went around hitting teachers in the name of treatment, every time, the teachers would scream and struggle and do their best to run away.
Because the moment you get hit by it just once, the devil will become an object of fear.
But no teacher, not even Professor Muam or Professor Harian managed to avoid the silver devil.
The moment this story gets out, the empire’s curiosity towards Professor Nicerwin will explode!
“It doesn’t matter whether it’s the truth or not! You idiot!”
“Kuhuk!”
I thought that was a fairly perfect argument, but what came back was Professor Harian’s fist!
“You moron, do you have any idea what’s happening right now? Every single noble that can call themselves a noble have been charging in demanding we hand over Professor Nicerwin!”
“Can’t, can’t we just hand him over?”
“The problem is that said Professor Nicerwin’s ran away with no one the wiser!”
After a brief rundown of what happened, apparently the nobles had come charging in asking for Professor Nicerwin, but Professor Nicerwin had already fled.
And no matter how hard we tried to explain it to them, the nobles weren’t believing it!
The teachers were even being questioned whether Yugrasia was deliberately hiding him in order to monopolise him.
And the end result of all that.
“You’re the one who started all this and I’m here to take all my anger out on yoooouuuu!”
“Kugh!”
An explosive punching power from that tiny frame!
But unlike last time, having blocked it with a perfect guard, I turned on Professor Harian and…
“Kuahhhhhahhaaaaaaaaaahgh!”
“Imma here too!”
The strike to my side was a familiar one, yet one that I could never ever get used to.
“Owner told me to tell pres. Ya dead.”
“Kuuuooooghhh!”
In the blink of an eye, five strikes rained down onto different parts of my body.
My consciousness was getting hazy. My mind wanted to faint, but my body wasn’t letting me.
It hurts. It hurt, and yet my mind was only getting sharper.
“Kuhg, gughh? Haahh!”
“Fufufu. Howzat, feels good, ‘mirite?”
“S, stop… haaaak!”
“Pres, lookie here. That’s what ya saying, but your body’s feeling my touch. Now, howzzit!”
“This, this is a tent without any soundproofing! There are other nobles who aren’t used to this around here, not just students!”
Professor Harian tried to stop her in response to the bizzare moans that came out of my mouth.
“Wanna get hit with him?”
“It’s just the student council president, feel free to hit him as much as you want!”
Although it wasn’t much of a resistance.
“Prezzie, owner’s really pissed. He told me things’ve turned to a real pain in the ass for him cuzza you, he said it was alright if I ended you.”
“Sp, spare me…”
“You know! I’m a kind goddess, that doesn’t kill anyone!”
“Just kill me insteeeeaaaaadd!”
“Hahyahahahaha! That’s never gonna happen! Pres still has lots of work to do for the remainder of the imperial festival!”
“Kwuuuuuugh!”
“I’ll… I’ll be off now. Do your best!”
Professor Harian closed her eyes at my screams and left the tent, but the silver devil didn’t care and kept on drumming my body.
No matter how much I apologized, or begged for forgiveness, the devil’s violence didn’t stop.
I’d much rather just faint and let it end, but the silver devil didn’t even permit me that.
In the end, all I could do was curse past me and my mouth for blabbing on because I felt good about being strong and fighting 100 Arucia students.
“What’s this?”
When I opened my eyes, I could see the night sky.
I was definitely in a tent, no, before that it felt like there was around a page’s worth of needless blank space, that people might think was an editing error!
“No wait, what the heck am I saying…”
“What are you saying indeed, hasn’t everything you’ve been speaking of lately been nothing but bullshit?”
“Huk!”
The voice I heard suddenly was one that I often heard normally.
But both the way of speaking and the aura around it was so dramatically different I thought it was a completely different person.
“P, Professor Nicerwin…”
“Indeed, Nerkia. Isn’t this a good day to die?”
“It, it’s nighttime right now so I don’t know what the weather is like!”
Feeling a very real threat to my life, I hurriedly shouted but it didn’t seem to have an effect.
“Indeed, that’s how it is. Most humans don’t know when they’re going to die. It’s a perfect day for you to die then, no?”
“If I die then our academy will!”
“Win. Do you honestly think that Yugrasia can’t win without you?”
“No…”
In all honesty, there was no way Yugrasia couldn’t win just because I was missing.
Because each and every student in the school was running for the sake of eliminating the night study!
But I need to survive first before all else!
“P, please let me live…”
“Mm, alright. I’ll keep you alive at least.”
Pat.
After patting my shoulder a couple of times, Professor Nicerwin sat down on a chair that I had no idea when or where it had appeared from, crossed one leg over the other and looked down at me.
“I won’t kill you.”
As Professor Nicerwin beckoned, out from the darkness came a ray of silver light…
“Heehiithiit!”
“K, kill me instead!”
“That’s not gonna happen!”
“You, you hit me before! Beating me twice in one day is too much!”
“I’m a girl, a bad girl!(1) I’m always so mean, I’m so mean!(2)”
“Kaaaaagh!”
A tiny foot smashed my sides.
I could have sworn that impact was proportional to mass and speed, but why was this small and slow kick so painful?
“Whaddaya mean why, of course it’s cuz I am the great goddess Arcadia!”
“How… kwuuugh!”
“How did I know? ‘cuz I am the great goddess Arcadia!”
“So it’s the same thhhhhhhiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnggggggggggaaaaagghhh!”
Suddenly I felt 18 different places on my body erupt in pain.
As her fingers stretched out like tentacles to drum around my entire body my mind teetered between hell and hell around three times or so.
There was no such thing as heaven under the silver devil’s attacks.
“Enough.”