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Academy Genius Knife-Episode 136

#136

“Welcome to Rodolan.”

Karaka, smiling eerily, entered the fortress. The group, looking alternately at each other's faces, followed him..

Thump. As soon as the door was closed, the warmth mixed with the sea breeze left no trace. Disappeared without. Every time I exhaled, the white steam crumbled. In the middle of the flesh, Ronan uttered a yell..

“I wanted it to be better..”

“If you wear this, you'll be better off..”

The cabinet next to the door is full of coats worn by guards and interrogators There was. Karaka, who was searching the cabinet, looked back at Asel and said.

“Hmm, I don't know if you want to have clothes that fit your lady's physique..”

“Oh, oh, no, lady.···!”

Acel made a plea with his teeth crackling. Fortunately, I was able to find the right clothes. The four men, wearing fur hats and gloves, stepped back..

“There's no person inside than I thought..”

“The access is controlled, but you can't hold on. On average, I melt three times the amount of time I've faced a witch. It's exhausting. It's a little better if you've prepared a separate defense, but there's nothing like that. No, I'm seeing you..”

“Yeah. * * * Damn it, but this isn't too thick·?”

Ronan muttered irritably as he went down the stairs. It was hard to see under your feet how thick your clothes were.

“I guarantee you, if you have a little bit, you'll think it's too thin.. Close your lapel tightly..”

Karaka said with conviction Chan Turo. The witch of winter was amazing. He said many changes have occurred since the witch was sent to Rodolan.

“It's a little annoying to care that prisoners don't freeze to death, but still Not bad. New torture· * * No, there's a lot of interrogation..”

“What kind of thing.?”

“Simple. You just take off your clothes and throw them in a prison near the witch. If you repeat it a few times, no matter how firm a prisoner is, his body and mind will collapse. Discard.”

Karaka details the texture of cutting frozen hands and feet with scissors I described it. The story of a prisoner whose tongue had to be cut off on the floor..

“We were struck by it.'I call it. Haha, it's fun, isn't it??”

Karaka jerked his shoulders and squealed. Therefore, there was no one smiling. Ronan, who was now accustomed to it, was the only one who treated him with a grave voice.

“Why don't you warm up the top and take off your pants and throw them. Even if your leg is broken, you can hear the answer..”

“Hoo· * * I think you have a talent for interrogators. Did I ever talk to you before??”

Erzebet and Asel are both demons who have risen from hell. He looked at it as if he were. They heard the screams of the prisoners and went into the depths of Rodolan.

As I went down the stairs, I felt a sudden drop in temperature. People with fresh lips crossed with them and passed by.

“Article, damn·**! Go fast.!”

“It's impossible to break that.···Curse, cursed witch.···!”

They were the ones who were going out to bask in the Malmata of Karaka.. Footsteps rang out unhesitatingly. After walking for about thirty minutes, they stopped in front of a huge gate.

“Now it's all here. This is the deepest place in Rodolan, the Abyss Judeka.”

It seemed to have come down to the roots of the reef. It was a great place to stay. All over the place, the Seacommon door seemed to prevent the entry of shapeless ghosts..

“Rodolan's three-year budget was used to create this door. If you look in the corner, you see the artisans who sweated for the policing of the empire. The name is engraved.”

Karaka, with a line of information, put the key in the door hole.. Kurrung·**! The door opened with the sound of thunder vomiting. Hangi, who has never experienced anything in his life, hit four people..

“Huyaak!”

“This, this much···.”

Acel screamed. Erzebet's face was distorted for the first time as he maintained his composure. Ronan, who pressed his fur hat harder, caught his breath.

“Fucking···!”

“Hh, hh. Isn't it huge? Thanks to this, all the thugs who were imprisoned in Judeka should be moved upwards. I did..”

Ronan shook it. Karaka's Malmatana coat became meaningless. The cold air that turned into a knife seemed to tear the skin and break through the intestines.

It was a level of cold that was similar to what I felt when I caught a witch in my previous life. The group advanced forward along a long corridor. There was a bunch of blue light in front of me..

A shout was coming from there. Then an unobstructed space appeared. The group's eyes swung open..

“Here it is.···.”

It was not wider than I thought. There were about a dozen people gathered in three-three-five, and they were walking around..

The majority seemed quite accustomed to coming here. Every single defense measure to hold up even a little more of the murderous hangi The preparation was impressive.

“Damn it, if I thought it was this much, I'd be picking up something.···.”

There was a woman clutching a heat-generating tool, and the first beast I saw There was also an old man with leather on his body. They only wore thick clothes, and Ronan's crew was curious He was staring at the animal as if he were looking at it. Karaka, with his index finger outstretched, pointed to the back of the people and said.

“That's the lady in question..”

A huge column of ice was built in the middle of Zuteka. A bluish sheen was oozing from the surface of the ice.

It has a color, but it's basically transparent, so you can look inside Could. Erzebet, ax-eyed, touched the scar on his neck and muttered.

“Ibelin···.”

The witch of winter, Ibelin Droza, crouched like a fetus in it There was. A little skinny convenience was an ordinary girl. I buried my face in my lap, so I couldn't see her face..

His hair was white as he sobbed in the air. It was girded. Far from Iril's beautiful white hair, eerie as dead coral Was white.

“Damn * * * It's dirty cold, hurry up and finish it·!”

Among the people who gathered at that time, a knight in colorful armor and his A man with what appeared to be a seed walked out. In the hands of a giant knight like a bear, even a street lamp is as dainty as it can be. The hammer was gripped. He looked around at the people around him and exclaimed.

“I am Baron Bunta, Knight of the Kingdom of Hmatu! I will save the Empire from Dotan by breaking the shell of the evil Witch.!”

It was a huge shout. The seed next to him clenched his fist and cried out.

“You can, Mr. Bunta! Be the hero who saved the empire.!”

“Of course, huh.!”

The knight, called Bunta, raised both arms above his head. Drawing a huge arc, the fallen hammer struck the ice.

Kwaaaang! A deafening sound rang out, and at the same time the hammer head exploded. Bunta, whose face was like lava, fell down with his hip..

“Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! Hands, my hands.···!”

Gloves made of metal were shattered. The hammer, with only the rod left, fell to the floor. There were not even small scratches on the ice that wrapped the witch. Bunta, trying to raise his body, screamed..

“hmmmmmmmmm. Cow, hand stuck to the floor···!”

“Joe, hold on a little! I'll take it off.!”

The seed ran hurriedly, but the hand was not finished. Bunta eventually dedicated part of the palm leather to Rodolan. I was able to regain my freedom. He ran away, hiding his hands, which were frozen in blood and turned like he had a glove on them. I got out of Zuteka..

“It's not even a country that does Hmatu or what. He's a baron..”

Ronan laughed as if he were stuck. I saw a handprint like that on the floor, like Bunta. It was not the first time the idiot seemed. Karaka sighed as he looked at his back.

“Most of these days are nerds like that. Want to be a hero.”

“Can I just go and hit him??”

“Waiting for the order is the first thing. All of you here are here to break the shell..”

Karaka looked around at the people and said, " I'm going to kill you." Before the sound of Bunta's sobs disappeared, another person came out and the ice I stood in front of you..

A middle-aged woman was wearing a robe carved with the glyph of a Manwol Matap. She said in a jogon voice: "Oh, my god!".

“It is Meiji Usuro belonging to Manwol Matab. Let's start..”

It seemed customary to reveal names and affiliations. A mighty spear flowed from the woman's mouth. Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo***! Nine huge enchantments are created like witches, and they're huge Nine pillars of rock shot up like a blow..

Kwaaaang! It sounded nine times louder than Bunta's hammer, but the dust was The columns of ice that had been exposed as it sank were still alive. She turned her back on her lips..

“Excuse me..”

“I'd rather that side..”

It was not bad to accept failure. After Bunta and Uslow, attempts continued. People tried to break the ice in their own way, and they all tried to break the ice in their own way. Failed.

There were especially many wizards among the challengers, and they used Among the magic was Ronan, an out-of-doors man, who was good to see.. Each time, Asel and Erzebet shone their eyes and watched the magic.

“Draw the Mana circuit like that·**! Also, there are a lot of outstanding talent coming..”

“Uh, yeah. I think it can be applied elsewhere..”

You don't know what it sounds like, but it's positively affected. The thing seemed certain. You were good to bring him in, too. It was a car that spent time thinking about this and that. Ronan noticed that no new person was stepping up..

“Oh, it's my turn..”

“By, Ronan·**! Git.!”

“I can do it..”

Asel said, clenching both fists. Erzebet also gave fresh encouragement. Ronan, walking along, stood in front of the ice column. The witch was still curled up and asleep.

‘Too.’

Ronan, necked with ice, twisted his lips. His vague reasoning was more or less consistent. The witch-wrapped shell resembles the crystal that covered her body I felt it..

‘···It's a little different..’

But if you ask me if it's completely the same, it wasn't again. It seemed similar, but it felt different.

It's the difference between a shield and a prison. If Ronan's modification was created to protect something, lock it up. Seemed to be made for. I tried to put my finger on it, but the ice melted or cracked. It didn't happen..

‘You don't have a choice..’

Now I had no choice but to smash it. Ronan pulled the hilt. Throng! The test of the red-tinged La Mancha made its appearance..

“Ronan from Phileon..”

He opened his mouth, fixing his gaze on the witch. There was no need to delay time. Ronan, poised, swung his sword. Kaaaang! The sound of a belated crash rang out.

“It's a surprise.!”

“Well, what. When did you swing it??”

Angry people clenched their shoulders. No one on the scene saw his inspection. Ronan frowned, feeling the sensation of a bone howling.

“···It's hard..”

The ice was strong. About 30 percent of the blade was dug inside, but he was aiming It was far from’complete destruction'. Panicked people sighed.

“Then it is..”

“Wait, that's not the blade inside the ice right now.?”

“You can't. You must have seen it wrong..”

They responded as if they didn't expect it in the first place. Seemed. Or not, Ronan had no intention of giving up..

‘If you cut it a little bit, you'll smash it one day..’

The huge rock is eventually hewn into raindrops. He was about to reap the sword for retry. Something strange was caught in sight.

‘Well?’

Ronan squinted and looked at the ice. Sharp scars were dizzying on the bluish surface. It was a faint trail that you'd have to miss if you didn't look really closely..

‘This look· * * I've been somewhere.’

Ronan shook his head. It seemed to be drawn by the magic, but there was a sense of balance. It was unnatural that it happened by accident. Ronan, struggling for a moment, switched cores..

‘Maybe···.’

From here it was done purely by intuition. Ronan raised his hand and pressed against the pillar. And he shed sparkling mana over the surface of the ice. SUAA * * * Flashing Mana scars like water flowing along a ditch Began to fill.

“What are you doing??”

“Hey, if you've seen all the balls, get out of the way. We need to smash it before the dragon comes..”

People waiting for their turn began to grumble. The sparkling Mana was invisible to other people's eyes. It was impossible. Mana, which spread along the scar, stopped expanding. Ronan's eyes grew as if they were popping out..

“This is···!”

It was no coincidence, too. The scratches that dug shallow into the ice were a familiar picture. I felt a voice coming into my head..

-【Funny sounds. Do you think that the lives of my servants and your worms are worth the same??】

- At least for me..

The scenes I saw at the time of doing it passed through my eyes at a rapid pace. Ronan still remembered the world he was looking at in his eyes. Ronan, reaching out his hand like a holler, touched the glowing scar.

‘What the hell is···intent??’

I saw it a few times, but I could never forget it. Nebula Clarzie's eponymous Savior, who spurned the sky and lopped the dragon It was a sword of swordsmanship..