I Became a Blind Swordsman at the Academy

335. Dog and Monkey

“So, the ghost of my wife from my previous life appeared in my dream and threatened Zeto.”

“I was scared.”

“…Were you scared?”

Je Petty asked, turning a screw on her prosthetic arm and looking directly into my eyes hidden behind the bandages.

“Actually, I wasn’t scared. I felt a little guilty.”

“What if you feel guilty?”

Soon, Petty turns her attention again and focuses on maintaining her prosthetic arm.

The night I arrived at her house, after filling my stomach with the dinner that Jepetty had prepared with her own hands, I went straight to her dilapidated cabin to repair her creaking prosthetic arm.

The sky was visible through a large hole in one corner of the ceiling, and I caught my eye on the stars there.

“Well… It’s said in a past life, but she was your wife… And your husband came back from the dead and is having an affair?”

“A past life is just a past life. Assuming that you have no memories, it is safe to view yourself as a complete stranger.”

“That’s right. The problem is that the memories come back.”

Whenever I am alone with my petty, she tends to keep quiet. If I don’t do this, my petty is too hard and I don’t feel like her sister.

Even if she doesn’t do this, I hope she will realize that she is a younger sister, but I don’t think that will be easy.

“In any case, I think it is a more reasonable inference that it was a nightmare caused by Zeto’s psychological anxiety rather than the sudden appearance of an unknown ghost. Was there a good reason for that?”

“That’s right…”

In response to Zepeti’s questions, I explained what happened in the East. To be exact, Izel’s surprise marriage proposal at the Phoenix Festival.

“…It was like that. I think Aizel would have been like that.”

What’s interesting is that Gepeti wasn’t surprised at all.

I thought this would be a story that would surprise even my petty, so I added a lot of sweetener to her story, but judging by her dull reaction, it seemed like it was all in vain.

It is not easy to surprise a highly developed artificial intelligence.

“I think you had reason to be anxious. It had been going on quietly and uneventfully until now, but then a bomb suddenly exploded. The person who set off the bomb… Seems to be Bernice.”

“Why?”

“If we have to be honest, Bernice is the strongest lover. The reason Zeto survived like this and was able to destroy my ‘child’ is ultimately thanks to the ‘miracle of the saint’. At least for them.”

Zeppeti, who was fixing her prosthetic hand, glared at me and barely suppressed a sigh.

“Is…Is it that bad…?”

“Honestly, I can say that it’s amazing that it wasn’t shattered. I wonder how many times it withstood a series of impacts that could have shattered it from a single blow… But after that, it looks like it moved too hard again. The prosthetic hand was tattered. “You fought a hard and difficult battle.”

“Sorry. I had a lot to do.”

“It would have been in better condition if it had contained demonic energy. This is the cause.”

Ze Petty narrows her eyes and taps one of her tanks inside her prosthetic arm.

“So, what is this type of energy I’ve never seen before?”

“That’s called ‘genitalia’…”

“Thanks to this, the fuel tank froze. At this rate, it would be better to replace it altogether.”

Zeppeti frowned as if he didn’t even want to hear an explanation, then immediately looked up at the sky and blinked.

“What did you do?”

“I called a drone.”

“Are there any drones?”

“Yes, while Zeto was away, I built a simple storage room in the basement near the academy.”

“Storage? What are you doing with the storage?”

“Well, I use it in times like this. I occasionally procure consumables from the base in Delgrad. My arm also needs repairs sometimes.”

As she shrugged her shoulders, a small drone that she did not know when appeared flew near her arm.

The drone was carrying a fuel tank several times larger than its body in her arms.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

As Zeppeti picks up her fuel tank, the drone flies above her ceiling again and returns to her place.

It was so quiet that you couldn’t even hear the sound of the flight, and it was so small that it seemed like people in this world who were unaware of the existence of drones would not have noticed them at all.

If she makes a plan and works together with the saint, wouldn’t she be able to drop a bomb containing a large amount of divine power on the garrison of her demons?

The key is whether there is a vessel that can contain a large amount of sacred power.

“I think I’ll need an upgrade soon. If this continues, my child won’t be able to withstand Zeto’s unreasonable schedule.”

“There is no sound better to hear than an upgrade.”

“It will take some time because all the parts have to be produced on Earth.”

“Oh, that’s right. Something came to mind while I was producing.”

“If it’s an organism for you, Sierra, the generator is already running. Although it’s experiencing some design issues.”

“…When have I ever told you in advance?”

Having read his thoughts, I stared into Petty’s indifferent eyes and scratched his head.

“No, I think the time has come. I heard that Sierra’s hometown is in the east. She must have received permission from her relatives to come.”

“Did you put a camera on it…?”

“I just ran a little simulation.”

At this point, I’m starting to get scared of Zeppeti.

He’s capable, but isn’t he at this level where he needs to open a fortune telling shop? How far on earth was she predicting?

“For your information, the current situation that Zeto is experiencing is quite good among simulations, so you can rest assured.”

“What was the worst?”

“There was a case where he was kidnapped again in the middle of the schedule and was unable to respond in time, so all the cadets launched a search operation to find Zeto… In most of the more serious cases, Zeto was unreasonable for some reason. He died while doing it.”

“You could have died…?”

“Of course, the odds were extreme.”

When I think about the things I’ve done, I don’t think my prediction was completely wrong.

Because in real life, if you accidentally twist your foot, your head will fly off.

But I’m not scared.

Like everyone else, I just pick up the sword with the thought that I will die.

“Anyway, the race called Lycanslope is very unique.”

“How was it?”

“It has muscle mass that easily exceeds that of a human and bone density that is higher than that of most metals. Should I say it’s like a living tank of destruction?”

“It’s about what the person was like.”

“He seemed like an ordinary boy. It was nice to see him eating well.”

“Oh, do you even know how to use that expression now?”

“It’s little by little, but it’s becoming more similar to human values. What do you think? Isn’t it surprising?”

Je Petty, who placed his hand on his chest, asked for a compliment. I stroked her hair so hard that it tangled it.

Zepeti, who was thoroughly enjoying my touch on her, shook her head from side to side to straighten her hair, and then, with her indifferent eyes showing as if she had never done that before, she began to fix her prosthetic hand.

“What was he doing?”

“It was an assassin who came to kill me.”

“……Really?”

“Lycanslopes are a warlike beast people who have enjoyed war for a long time, so it’s not that strange. Maybe you could say it’s their calling. The problem is that they’re being taken advantage of by bad adults because they’re young.”

“It seems to me that Zeto has a lot of intention to use him.”

“That’s right, I’m also one of the bad adults. I guess I’m a less bad adult in that I don’t keep my promises or pay unpaid wages?”

Tired and laughing, I leaned against the wall of the cabin.

As I chatted with Jepeti, I felt strangely at ease. I felt like I could sleep like this.

How nice it would be if just peaceful days continued like this without any incident.

“How was Ray?”

“Even so, you were bragging that you recently had a conversation with the holy sword. I think I will soon be able to handle the holy sword.”

“You said you’ve already talked to the Holy Sword…?”

I leaned against the wall for a moment, and as I listened to Zepeti’s explanation, I was startled and started shaking.

“Yes, is that really that great?”

“It’s not great… No, it’s great…”

I was lost in thought, dragging out the end of my sentence.

Ray’s growth rate is faster than ever.

The Ray seen in the game was unable to properly use the Holy Sword until just before the player graduated.

Isn’t this a good thing?

Your thoughts will change when you hear this story.

The hero and the demon king are in a ‘bridle’.

It is well known that the reincarnation of the hero and the resurrection of the Demon King have always overlapped, and there is no difference between the time when the hero can wield the holy sword and the time when the Demon King is fully revived, so one side has never had a special advantage.

So, rather than thinking that the reincarnated hero Ray trained hard and achieved results, it seemed more plausible to think that the Demon King’s resurrection was accelerated for some reason.

Heneris had definitely said that Helgenas was on the move.

Ray’s rapid growth.

Demons desperate to make sacrifices.

Perhaps the aftermath is only now appearing.

‘Is it better to tell you?’

Apart from Zepeti, I think the problem is that Ray, the person who has to kill the Demon King, doesn’t notice this.

I think I should discuss it with Bernice first.

***

After finishing the repairs, I walked into the forest where Sierra, Ray, and Volk were waiting.

ㅡTwo bang!!!

As I get closer to them, I hear a loud noise that shakes the ground from the other side.

“Did a battle even occur…?”

“It would be more correct to call it a fight rather than a battle.”

After a short conversation with Zepeti, I walked through the bushes and caught a glimpse of them in the clearing.

“Ha, how dare you beat me with that kind of skill? It’s a hundred years, no, a thousand years too early!”

There, a blonde girl was standing with her arms crossed in front of a silver-haired boy, yelling at her.

“Ignorant… b*tch…”

Volk, the silver-haired boy who had been silently listening to the shouting, collapsed with his entire body weakened.

“From now on, please call me Brother Ray.”

“What are you doing…?”

Soon, Volk, who has good ears, hears the sound of Zepeti stepping on the bushes and stands up from his slumped position.

I approached them and asked carefully.

“Have you been fighting again?”

A lump of distorted land visible here and there.

Innocent trees that were horribly broken.

The forest was truly a mess.

“This guy starts a fight first…!”

In response to my cautious question, Ray got angry and pointed at Volk.

“That ignorant monster started a fight.”

On the other hand, Volk, who was lying sprawled on the floor, seemed unwilling to stop attacking with his mouth, as if he could not win physically.

I looked at the two who were looking at the floor in silence and picked up ‘Sierra’, which was standing in a relatively safe place.

[ It was quite fun to watch the fight between a dog and a monkey. ]

Next word from Sierra.

It’s a dog park.

Ray and Volk’s chemistry was not very good, so the fight did not stop all day long.

They even fought while eating.

“So who won?”

“I guess I lost?”

Ray’s confident voice.

“Hmph, I only saved him because he’s your younger brother.”

Volk did not give in to his pride until the end.

“More than that, what is that b*tch? Is she some kind of monster you are raising?”

At the same time, Volk asked if he was curious about the identity of Ray, who easily overwhelmed Lycan Slope with his skills. It seemed like he wasn’t an ordinary human being.

With the corners of his mouth raised, I bent down and whispered softly to him.

“You may not believe it, but he is a ‘hero.'”

“A hero? A hero who will save the world?”

“Yes, for now.”

Ray, who soon heard Volk’s question, approaches and suppresses laughter, covering his mouth with thin half-moon eyes.

“Why don’t you call me hero?”

“Heroes are sh*t. If you are a hero, then I am the devil.”

“This bastard is real.”

I urgently stopped Ray, who was trying to grab Volk.

“Is it really necessary to be so mean to a young boy?”

“If you put it that way, I’m just a delicate girl, right…?”

“…I’m glad I can say those words out loud.”