We Defeated the Demon and Disbanded Without Any Conflict

47 – second seat_punishment_2

“Ah..! Prion Coulson meets the Academy’s dean and archmage/professor.”

Prion jumped up to say a word to the people who slammed open the door.

And seeing their faces, he immediately erased his angry expression, bowed his head, and greeted them.

There was no reply to the greeting with his example. At that, Prion expressed his doubts inwardly.

‘I don’t know the professor, but the dean isn’t someone who won’t accept greetings…?’

Even when the cadets talk to Solar, it was common for her to ignore them or to snort at them, so it is understandable to some extent that they ignore her greetings.

But Lane didn’t. She is famous for being well received by cadets. It’s not a smiling face, but it’s the type that returns a long greeting like “Yes, nice to meet you” with a plain expression that gives the same reassurance as always.

Something different from usual. I felt that way.

For some reason, the atmosphere was cold. Rain and Solar both kept their mouths shut and didn’t say anything.

“Um…”

The prion rolled its head and began to judge the situation.

And he was a talented person with a deep knowledge of magic, but he was the kind of person with a self-centered attitude, so-called poor judgment.

The conclusion that Prion, who was thinking of going back to himself, was a judgment based on his appearance shown in the lecture.

‘What reward do you have for me? Or maybe…’

The second judgment that followed immediately made no sense even if he thought about it.

‘Or, the dean and the professor are interested in me…’

The first hero, Rain Guardon, and the archmage, Al Sola, came because they had feelings for him.

It was such a delusion that even if you ask a back alley kid who doesn’t know anything, he will eat and laugh.

But, isn’t there a possibility that you don’t know?

Prion dreams of being successful as an adventurer.

Since ancient times, an adventurer is a job that attracts everyone’s respectful gaze with money, honor, and reason in one hand. It was not unreasonable to have such an absurd delusion.

‘Maybe the dean and professors have recognized my potential. He might have seen me taking combat lessons or practicing magic.’

He remembered the image of himself stepping on a bandaged man with sparring. I couldn’t see myself at the time, but it seemed to look pretty cool.

Prion drew a scene in his head where Rain and Solar blushed as he tried hard in his own way.

Even from an objective point of view, the two people who were on the level of being beautiful were very suitable subjects to strike a chord in a man’s heart.

Of course, there were many men who looked at her with an ugly gaze, and there were many attempts to target her body. However, the target who made such an attempt went back to nothingness.

A poison that paralyzes? weak? estrus?

Solar’s basic protection magic was useless because it protected even her internal organs.

Lane was the owner of an absurd physical ability that made her immune to all existing poisons.

Press down with force?

It is said that it is safe to say that humans who exceed Rain’s ability do not exist even on the continent and in the demon realm.

Even if he was superior to Solar in physical ability, it was an act that was close to impossible to pierce the protective magic composed of that crazy mana in the first place.

Dig into your heart and get romance?

There were many men who wooed them. Numerous figures confident in their appearance, such as wealthy merchants, nobles, and royalty, aimed at them, but they were all in vain.

Weakness?

..Did it exist in the first place?

It was their romance that could not be obtained in any other way, and that made the hearts of many men beat even more.

Prion was no exception. Since he has a self-centered mind, the anticipation begins to build up like a train game.

‘Could you come because you like me? Then, by chance, the two of them met in front of my door… It’s a bit annoying, but I had no choice but to open my room.’

The existence of Priersil, which had already occupied a corner of his heart, had long since disappeared.

There was no way a cadet working at the academy would be able to compete with the characters of the hero and the archmage.

Who should I choose…? Rain and Solar, who had been staring at Prion, who was obsessed with the delusion of being called, slowly set foot.

Opening the door and entering the room without permission from the owner of the room was considered disrespectful, but Prion had no time left to judge it.

“I… I…”

With a trembling mouth, the prion prepares to give an irritating reply. He’s already done his thinking. ‘There’s no reason to choose just one person.’ Called.

Because most heroes are horny. Because I couldn’t be satisfied with just one woman.

“I’m two…”

“Prion Coulson.”

Rain’s cold voice brought down the spirit of the prion that seemed to be floating in the sky.

“Second seat.”

Sola’s voice pours cold water on Prion’s mind once more.

Although Solar and Prion did not have a particularly personal contact, at least he had never heard Solar’s voice so cold.

Because, befitting her bright red hair and iris, she was mostly irritable.

“..what.. what? What happened..”

It was only then that Prion tried to figure out the situation properly, but the situation was long overdue.

If he hadn’t been in his room, if he’d fled somewhere far away, he might have been able to prolong his life a little longer.

Lane started chanting. When the chanting, which lasted not too long, ended, two iron skewers were made in one hand.

Prion’s eyes trembled slightly. I don’t know why, but it was because the harmony between their expressions and the skewer was too bloody.

She grabbed the end of the skewer and bent it. Two U-shaped skewers clicked into her hands.

What are you doing? There was no bird to judge.

Lane grabbed him by the collar and pushed him against the wall.

At the overwhelming power that blocks even the smallest resistance, the prion just looks puzzled and asks, ‘Why?’ All I could say was that.

snap-

A skewer stuck where the prion’s wrist was.

Both arms do not move. It wasn’t directly nailed to the skin, but the pressure from having the arm restrained was indescribable.

“What… what are you trying to do!”

Prion, who was deprived of physical freedom in an instant, glared at Lane and said,

“it’s you?”

It was Rain, not Solar, who said that.

Prion, who looked at Lane as if he were treating his comrades–spoken in short-spoken words–looked at her as if he was embarrassed.

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No matter how much, in this situation, ‘Are you saying they accept me as a colleague?’ I don’t think it’s stupid. There was only one answer that could be derived from Lane’s attitude.

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It didn’t matter now which crazy bastard sold his name. Why don’t you do something when you return alive?

“That’s not me.”

“If you don’t speak properly, I’ll pick one by one.”

Lane said after grabbing the fingernail of Prion’s slightly long index finger.

Is it a threat? Or is it real? It was not easy to judge because it was Lane who spoke calmly in the same tone as usual.

So the moment you risk telling a lie,

“If I investigate and it’s really a lie… I’ll break it. Two each.”

I could tell even though there was no noun. Lane’s gaze was examining his joints one by one. The word “break” was not a simple threat. That plain tone seemed to say ‘because I’m holding on to your lifeline’, so the prion’s airways began to be blocked.

“Hee-eok.. hee.. that.. that’s..”

Prion tries to speak somehow while forcibly exhaling at the narrowing airways.

Although only two pairs of pupils were actually staring at her, for some reason it seemed that more than a thousand people were staring at her.

“Oh… don’t come!! Don’t come!!”

“…it’s annoying…”

Solar’s cold voice prevented him from struggling to get her off somehow.

“Is it right that my feet are numb?”

“Sigh.. Sigh..”

The prion shakes his head with difficulty, his throat clogged with tension and fear. But even with such a light reaction, a lie was a lie.

Solar took a marble from her pocket. It was a lie-detection magic tool created a few days ago by borrowing a little Merlin’s knowledge of alchemy.

The bead was bright red, the same color as the person’s hair.

“It’s a lie.”

“Ugh.. ah.. no.. g.. my heart is.. beating too fast…”

“What are you talking about. This has nothing to do with heart rate. One more lie.”

“Please… stop this f*cking…!!”

“Enough? That’s something you should have done sooner…Lane.”

With a slight hint of dislike of Solar – a reluctance to collaborate – she backed away. Lane came back to him.

The prion wiggled his feet around and refused, but Lane didn’t care about his struggle and pulled out his nails without hesitation.

The prion began to roar like a beast from its fingernails, which were pulled out by the roots, scratching at the nerves so easily, as if pulling out weeds.

“Shouldn’t we do one more? We can’t do that already.”

“Heh.. Hee.. Ugh.. Uh.. Uh.. Guilt.. Sorry..”

“Sorry, isn’t that something to tell us?”

“Huh.. aaa!!!”

Again, pulled out.

Prion hated his mind so much that he couldn’t easily let go of this maddening pain.

A moment like the time of endurance passed. Lane threw back two of the prion’s claws without even looking at them like dirt.

“next.”

An inorganic voice is heard. I could tell he was going to break a joint without going into detail.

The prion tried to speak somehow while dripping water from its eyes, nose and mouth.

“That…that’s…”

At that time, his visit was opened.

“Ah… the housekeeper is too strict.

And a man wrapped in bandages grumbled and entered the mess.